After finishing his livestream, Allen looked down to see Nokotan sleeping in his lap. She had a silly smile while drooling on his pants. Allen eyed the horse brush in her hand suspiciously, wondering if this brush had some strange effect.
He picked her up and carried her to his room; it had been mentioned before that Allen created a room for each girl.
The rooms worked peculiarly; it wasn't like a new door appeared in Allen's apartment. Originally, it was just a room for the girls, but now that room was a spatial portal to each girl's individual space.
Each girl used the same door to enter her room; for example, Rebecca just had to desire to enter her room and she would. She could also knock on someone else's door and see if they would let her in.
"My house is becoming a liminal space."
Opening Nokotan's door, Allen was greeted by the pleasant aroma of nature.
"Isn't this a bit exaggerated?"
[Host, with the system's increased capacity, this isn't difficult to do.]
"Even so, it's hard to believe this was once a room."
As Allen walked through the forest toward Nokotan's cabin, he noticed the sound of the breeze, the pure air, and the pleasant warmth of the sun.
Enjoying the embrace of Mother Nature Allen's mind wandered back to his Chat's comments.
Allen wasn't sure if he was happy with the system's function that occasionally informed him of what his viewers were doing. Right now, this function allowed Allen to learn about Aphrodite's thoughts and scold her.
She was genuinely considering becoming a doll, even if it meant dying, something Allen would not allow. First of all, there was no guarantee that she would be elected.
Allen entered the hut and left Nokotan on his bed, then opened his private chat with Aphrodite.
Aphrodite was pouting.
Aphrodite – If I can't become your doll, at least have a date with me~"
Allen – "Yeah... nothing sexual..."
Allen had resistance to that kind of woman. There was a fine line between love and obsession. Aphrodite was beautiful and at least seemed to have sincere intentions for a relationship. But her actions in Olympus made Allen sweat.
One night while staying in a room provided by Athena, a woman slipped into his bed. It wasn't new for Allen; however, upon opening his eyes, there was no innocent image of Gwen or MJ's mischievous smile.
Allen was met with the obsessive gaze of a woman dressed as a bride; she panted as she was about to place a black ring on Allen's left ring finger.
Caught, she smiled beautifully. "Oh, you're awake~"
...
Allen stopped sleeping in Olympus after that day...
Aphrodite – "Fufu~ Of course, honey, there's nothing I want more than to undress you using my teeth, but I understand how you are, and without love, nothing will happen... that's why my goal is your heart... the rest will come later ❤️~.
At least Aphrodite was honest with her intentions, so Allen knew what he was getting into by letting her get close.
"All right..." Allen accepted. He wasn't forcing himself, If she could control her impulses Allen would not mind having a relationship with her that starts with friendship.
Allen hung up on Aphrodite.
[Kukuku...]
Allen heard the system's laughter, and a screen appeared in front of him.
Name - Aphrodite
Race - Olympian Goddess.
Age - ????
Physical Characteristics Tab, touch to expand +
Physical Parameters Tab, touch to expand +
Supernatural Parameters (From now on, any supernatural ability, magic, divinity, spiritual powers, etc., can be displayed.)
Affection +500?(Any number above 100 indicates love)
Loyalty +999 (Any parameter above 100 indicates a low probability of betrayal)
Note: Aphrodite has a bad reputation for infidelity because, in legend, she was born with unparalleled beauty. Her father Zeus, fearing it would cause a war, married her off to her half-brother Hephaestus against her will. Unable to refuse, she decided to cheat on her husband... and thus it began. However, in this timeline, Aphrodite was never forced into marriage, so she never became promiscuous.
[Congratulations, host, on having a decent Aphrodite.]
"Don't bother me."
It would be hypocritical for Allen to dwell on Aphrodite's past, being a bastard with a harem. But it wasn't a lie that he breathed a sigh of relief knowing that at least Aphrodite wasn't a... you know.
Current Objective - This woman has been seeking her soulmate for millennia. As the goddess of love, she became obsessed with finding eternal love. Some men interested her, but she never felt like loving them forever. She believes she will find that with you... and that belief grows stronger every day... to the point where she became mentally unstable. Mission - Capture this woman's heart and restore her sanity. Reward - Divinity of Love. You don't have to use it for yourself.
Allen slapped his forehead as he left Nokotan's cabin. He had been avoiding activating the new subsystem, but when it finally activated, it was with Aphrodite.
There was one detail that Allen noticed and that was the question mark next to Aphrodite's love. The system said that this is because Aphrodite doesn't know if she can trust her heart with him...
[She can assure you that she will love you for eternity but she doesn't know if you can love her in the same way.]
"..."
...
That night, as Allen prepared to sleep with Gwen and MJ beside him, he received a message.
"Is it a woman?" Gwen asked, with sleepy eyes.
"Gwen, do you really need to ask the obvious?" MJ laughed as she bit Allen's shoulder, pretending to be annoyed.
Allen wanted to retort that he had friends who called and messaged him, but he didn't want to argue with this pair of devils. Opening his phone, he was surprised to see who it was.
Tearju - Allen, can you stay later after class tomorrow? There's something I want to talk to you about.
Allen - A beautiful woman invites me to spend time with her. Of course.
Allen felt a pinch on his waist but ignored it.
Tearju - Silly ^_^
The beautiful woman smiled as she changed clothes in her apartment; her black bra reflected in the mirror of her room and gave the woman a touch of sensuality. She was a woman of incredible beauty; more than once, people wondered why she had such a common job as being a teacher.
Putting his phone away, Allen thought about her. He still couldn't figure out why Tearju existed in his world. Did she truly reincarnate into Allen's world without memories? Was she a transmigrant? Or is it just a coincidence that she has the same appearance and name?
Allen hugged the girls beside him and decided to sleep.
...
(next day)
At the end of classes, Allen stopped by the teachers' lounge, finding no one but Tearju there.
Tearju was going over the exams while fixing her long golden hair that was in her way.
'She really is very beautiful,' Allen had grown accustomed to being surrounded by beauties at this point, but he couldn't help appreciating the uniqueness of each woman in his life.
Tearju's beauty was simple, kind, cute, and pure; she was like an older sister you could trust who always cared for you.
Tearju noticed Allen's presence and smiled in his direction. "Thank you for coming~"
"No need to thank me; I owe you a lot for supporting this poor student, Tearju-sensei."
"That's true," Tearju pouted. "The most frustrating part is that despite not coming to class, your grades are very good."
Allen smirked mischievously. "Hey sensei, aren't you supposed to be happy about that?"
As Tearju leaned closer, she pulled Allen towards her. "Don't tease me," she threatened. However, her voice was as sweet as candy, and her beautiful eyes made that threat anything but intimidating.
Allen felt tempted to kiss her right then; she felt a similar desire, which embarrassed her and sent her into a panic.
Tearju and Allen found themselves in an awkward atmosphere. A relationship couldn't be pursued due to their positions, but Allen was close to graduation, and that limitation would disappear.
Tearju was aware of this, but she couldn't do it. She clenched her chest bitterly and composed herself, burying all feelings deep in her heart.
"I need to apologize to you, Allen," Tearju said with a serious and concerned look. Allen also became serious, wanting to know what had happened.
...
Allen listened attentively to Tearju's story. It all began a week ago.
A boy from Allen's school posted a meme on social media featuring Tearju.
- Miss Universe vs. My Teacher. -
The beauty pageant winner was indeed beautiful, but compared to an anime waifu, she seemed... lacking, making the comparison unfair.
People joined in, and it quickly went viral. Tearju was even interviewed at the school; she appeared nervous and charming, which won people over. This led to the creation of a huge fan club.
"The Lunatique Worship Club."
This could have ended as a fun story, but things escalated quickly.
Tearju was harassed by many men on the streets who tried to talk to her. She rejected them all, but it didn't stop.
Checking her account on the Blue Bird platform, she had over three million followers, ninety percent gained in a week.
She made an announcement, saying she had a fiancé, which angered many people who vowed to kill said fiancé.
Allen blinked at such a thing; this wasn't a Chinese novel where beauties caused wars and the downfall of cities.
Tearju smiled bitterly, and Allen comforted her.
Tearju shook her head; she thought this would end easily, but she underestimated the obsession of some of her fans.
A famous mafioso known as Don Fortunato had been captivated by her beauty and openly declared he would kill anyone who approached Tearju.
Vincent Fortunato was a villain from Spider-Man and Daredevil; in this world, he had clashed with Gwen, but she never managed to catch him because he always used his henchmen to commit crimes. He was dangerous, intelligent, a direct competitor to Kingpin, and wouldn't give up just because Tearju had a lover or fiancé.
He decided to kidnap the lover and teach him a lesson; perhaps losing a kidney or breaking his legs would make him reconsider approaching the woman he desired.
Tearju was scared to learn that such a dangerous person was interested in her. She thought about going to the police but dealing with the mafia was difficult because they had many people bought into the police force and many more on the streets.
Allen remained silent as Tearju finished telling her story. What was a common woman supposed to do in a situation like this?
Unfortunately, in the real world, harsh stories without happy endings were common. Allen felt his stomach churn against such a repulsive guy.
Allen took Tearju's hand, making her nervous; after all, this woman had declared herself a fan of Allen.
"W-what?"
Allen smiled softly. "Have a date with me."
"Huh?!... Uh, I see."
Tearju stood up nervously, and just as she was about to scream, she realized Allen's intentions.
"You want me to lure that gangster to you?" Tearju wanted to refuse so as not to expose him to danger, but it was Allen Walker, whoever kidnapped him would end up very badly. "Thank you," she smiled with a twinkle in her eye.
Allen blinked. "Of course, we can do that too while we're on our date."
"Huh?" Tearju had a mental shortcircuit hearing Allen's words, she grabbed his ear with a flushed face. "I told you not to make fun of me!"
"Hahaha." Allen escaped, leaving Tearju grumbling. Tearju stood there, and as the anger on her face disappeared, it was replaced by a melancholic look.
"This is wrong," the woman murmured as she sat down and rested her head on the desk. Tearju's long golden hair cascaded down her back. "It's so unfair..."
In her eyes, she couldn't shake the image of her younger self. She wished she had met Allen much earlier, perhaps then her forbidden fantasy that she didn't plan to reveal would become real.
Tearju opened her eyes and looked at the small box on her desk; it wasn't there before. Upon picking it up, she noticed Allen's scent and felt embarrassed to be able to identify how he smelled. 'I'm a pervert...'
She brought the box to her face, and as the sunlight streamed through the window, she kissed it.
"Oh poison... sweet poison... you know if you take it, you'll die, but it's so sweet and tempting that you'd do it anyway, just to die with a happy face..." Tearju smiled as she sighed, hoping that God would forgive her in the future.
...
Outside the school, there was a black van with three gangsters.
"Brother, I told you that woman doesn't have a boyfriend; we've been here for a week, and she hasn't gone out with anyone," the first gangster was annoyed to have to watch an ordinary teacher.
"It doesn't matter; we're just following orders. Find the boss's woman's fiancé and capture him," the second gangster peered through binoculars as Tearju left the school, wearing a beautiful smile that made the gangster spying on her swallow hard. "Now I see why the boss desires her..." he murmured.
The third gangster in the back, cleaning a gun, clicked his tongue. "Don Fortunato should just kidnap that woman and threaten her. From what we saw, she's the kind of woman who would give in to save others."
"Our job is clear; don't touch the woman, just catch the fiancé. You can break his legs if he resists," the second gangster frowned. "Wait, there's something different; she's wearing a platinum necklace with an emerald."
"Yeah, we know you were a jewelry thief," the first gangster was annoyed by the irrelevant comment.
"You idiot!" the second gangster scolded. "Why do you think I'm the one using binoculars?! She's not a woman who likes jewelry; if she's wearing a necklace like that, someone gave it to her, and judging by her attitude despite her recent troubles!!..."
The other two gangsters widened their eyes. The teacher's lover was someone from the school. Their first thought was another teacher. This would reduce their suspicion.
Tearju started up his car and prepared to go home.
The gangsters were going to follow Tearju. While a person in a white trench coat watches them from a building.
The young man's silver eyes gleamed coldly as he watched the van follow Tearju.
Rebecca and 2B refrained from making comments; few things bothered Allen, but targeting his loved ones was one of them.
As the van followed Tearju, she didn't notice there were no more vehicles around her or people on the sidewalks.
Allen appeared in front of the van and did nothing else; the men were scared and couldn't react. The vehicle crashed into Allen, denting the bumper and crushing the engine before stopping abruptly.
Luckily, they weren't going too fast, or he might have died... but was it good luck?
The driver's door was torn off, and the stunned man was pulled out by Allen. The gangster screamed in terror, then looked at Allen's face and turned pale.
"Ah! Y-you're!"
"Good afternoon... I'm Tearju Lunatique's fiancé," Allen smiled weakly with a cold look. "I heard you were looking for me, so I politely came to see you."
"N-no! Th-that's-!"
An unpleasant liquid started dripping from the man's pants; he seemed to age a decade in seconds without being able to articulate words.
"What's wrong?" Allen mocked as he lifted the man by the neck. "Weren't you going to break my legs?" Allen's eyes narrowed slightly. "You know, throughout my life in Harry Potter, I invented some spells that I considered absurd and cruel, so I didn't use them."
"But right now, I'm inclined to try them... Testicular Torsion."
With an unpleasant sound like a rope knot tightening, unbearable pain began to surge through the man. His face turned purple, foam came out of his mouth, and a scream echoed in the empty street.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!"
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A/N: Aphrodite – Don't worry honey I'll conquer your heart first, role playing in bed comes later~
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