Chapter 4 - The Isekai's Protagonist

"Cough, okay. Your name is Vremya Garneth Corinth, right? You don't need to tell us your abilities, we all respect the right to privacy. But we need to know your familiar's name for registration and what kind of familiar it is, you know, attack, ranged, support, control, healing…"

"I don't know what their names are?"

"Try to communicate with your family, use your heart..."

I've been trying to do that, but it doesn't feel like another existence, it's just an extension of my body.

Even though I'm not completely used to it yet, moving the Wings gives me experience. It's like you broke the bones in your arm one day, you spent months with your arm in a splint, and when it heals and is released, you start to move it little by little. You feel like it's your arm, but you have to remember how to move it again.

That's my feeling, not only moving them becomes more natural, but there is also a feeling of touch.

"They are so beautiful, and very soft to the touch..."

"Be careful, Sera, they look very fragile, don't hurt them."

"It's true, they feel very soft and warm"

"Uhnmm~" I couldn't help but let out a moan.

"Ragna! Let go of my little brother's wings, don't you see that you're hurting him..."

"Hey! But I just caressed her, did it hurt Vremi?"

"No, I just can't get used to the feeling and it tickles a little…" It was all I could say, without revealing my true feelings. His touches felt intense, it was like he was caressing my ears.

"By the way, Vremi, how long are you going to be in Ingrid's arms?"

"He!? Oh! Elder Sister Athenahotep, can you put me down..."

It's not like I want to be carried around like a princess!

"Mm"

"Cough, girls, please, I have to register the Vremya student"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor Rudelle!"

"Her familiar is Fairy Wings, which is support-oriented and auxiliary. She has healing abilities, shares her ability to fly, can add movement speed, life and mana recovery speed, increased defense and increased strength, can place energy shields. And many other things, she also has the talent in sealing techniques."

"Principal Roselle Fiore!"

"Direct Fiore, greetings" x N

Everyone greeted the beautiful middle-aged woman. She looked like an Amazon, about an incredible 190 centimeters tall. Blonde with dark green eyes and white skin.

The Fiore family, one of the noble families only below the rank of a Boier, also has a seat at the royal table.

The Fiore Family members have plant-type familiars, they have perfect control on the battlefield and are very powerful on the line against the aliens. Since the place where the space rift is is one of the most fertile lands, with abundant forests and jungles, the Fiore Family members can show their full power.

"Director, do you know who the boy Vremya's relative is?"

"Yes, it is in the historical records. It is a very rare familiar and it is very good to see it reborn. The previous Masters of a Fairy Wing were very strong in supporting their teams, they get along well with familiars from the Floral and Fauna Kingdom, they also have a lot of friendship with elementals, and they can help increase the abilities of weapon holders. Fairy Wings are loved by the world and have great suppression against aliens. Young man, study and train hard, you will become a pillar for Humanity, the flag of the human race and the support for all allied races."

It's nice that I have a big familiar, but it seems like my familiar is like summoning weapons and armor, not a sentient being. I would have preferred to have a big attack phoenix though.

"Hee, my brother is great, but where did the Fairy Wings come from?"

"Hehe~ maybe it comes from the blood of his other mother, remember that the family member can be inherited from either mother, or from the father..."

"Two mothers?"

*Snk~* A clink and a flash of gold interrupted my question.

The golden light came from a companion who is also performing a ritual, it seems to be a boy, this boy looks more common, with ordinary clothes, he wears gray linen pants and a white shirt as far as it could be white, he seems to be one of the civilians who are recruited by the Academy and entered with a scholarship or with the support of some family.

"He?" Suddenly I felt something strange in the space around me, like a series of sound waves, as if they were waves, crossing the entire area, the special thing was that I could see it with my eyes.

Next, I felt the other energy that had awakened react to this wave, I felt a warmth in my eyes, and then, I could see more things around me.

The young man who was finishing his summoning ritual appeared when the golden light faded, he was a very ordinary young man, with black hair and somewhat slanted black eyes. And after observing what appeared above his head, I could tell that he was from the island country of Neon in my old world.

In his hand he held a large sword, and if I'm not mistaken by its shape, it is the -Revolver- of Squall, the main character of -Final Fantasy VIII- and it was confirmed by what appeared in his head.

As my vision became clearer, or rather, letters began to form, a series of data appeared. It makes me think that my second energy, which should be a familiar, is a system, but I am wrong, the one who awakened a system is the young man with black hair and black eyes of ordinary appearance.

Name: Destan (Commoner [Old name: Kaito Nakamura]).

Age: 14 years (Age at time of death: 29).

Talent: Goddess' Gift: Gunblade from Final Fantasy VIII. Smartphone System, Traveler (Isekai), Twin Familiar.

Family: Gunblade (Growth), Smartphone - Huawei Mate (ASCEND, Growth)

Objects: Portable space (1x1x1 meters)

Note: An average young man, who graduated from college with low grades entered the workforce and joined the ranks of laborers who live only to work. When he finally got his first girlfriend and believed he was achieving happiness in life, he proposed to her. But a few months later, he discovered that his fiancée was cheating on him, drank all night and crossed the street without paying attention, he was sent flying by a truck. A goddess who neglected her duties, discovered too late that the person had ended his life when he shouldn't have, so instead, she sent him to be reincarnated in a world of magic and sword. She gave him the talent of a growth weapon from one of the young man's favorite games, but on the journey, a random system successfully tied the young man while crossing worlds.

Huh? A Traveler? Goddess? I thought I had awakened the Golden Finger system, but apparently, it's the Neon Boy's system in front of me. But why can I see his system? Is it because of my other Familiar? I thought it was the protagonist, but it seems the protagonist has arrived.

Wait! That doesn't mean that all talented women are going to fall for the protagonist.

Once again I felt a warmth in my eyes, and like energy was running through my body. Then somehow, I could now see a golden areola on the young protagonist.

Then turning to the others as they continued to watch the black-haired young man, I could see golden halos, some more opaque while others were very bright.

My sisters' eyes, in particular, shone brightly in a golden color, as did Ragna and Ingrid's, who are members of the Student Council, who also had bright halos.

Tiny flashes of light could be seen floating away from their halos and heading towards the black-haired youth. Can I consider this to be the luck of the protagonist and the female leads?

Do I have one too? Uhmmm it seems not, it's strange, I don't have one or I can't see mine?

"Amazing, what a strong familiar, it is on par with a sacred sword of the Athenahotep family. Congratulations on finding a good seedling."

I heard the headmistress say to Ingrid beside me. Apparently, this young man was recruited by Ingrid's family when they discovered his talents. But it's not surprising, the protagonist aura will help him in his growth and resources and divine protection will fall on him when he is in danger.

Apparently my sisters were not interested in the young man, so after finishing with the teacher with the registration and signing it, she gave me a credential that contained all my information, and they took me back to the student council table at the improvised kiosk.

Vasi asked the young man dressed as a woman, Sigrid, to record my information, something that the student council also has to do in order to have a backup and to also be able to keep track of the students.

They explained to me that in my second year I had to organize myself into a group, as if I were 11 years old now, but since I am 14, they will put me in a new group in formation this year, so apparently I will be the oldest person among 12-year-olds.

After finishing writing down my information, eating snacks and drinking various beverages, I felt the need to go to the bathroom. Something I wasn't going to ask the girls about. So all I had to do was ask Sigrid. As a man, I should know where the boys' bathroom is.

Following his lead, I headed towards the nearest side of the coliseum. Ignoring the stares of the girls, I arrived at what appeared to be a rest area and bathrooms.

There were three doors, two were on the same side and one on the other side, as I approached both, there was a sign with a pillar and the word pillar. On the other door there was a cloud and the word cloud.

Obviously I went into the one with the pillar sign. I guess you don't have to think twice to know which is which.

"Hey? Ingrid? You were here? No, wait! Isn't this the men's room? Is that it?!?!"

Ingrid was standing in front of what looked like a urinal. With one hand she was lifting her short skirt, and with the other she seemed to be holding something, very thick, and long. That's it! A!

Ingrid was also surprised when she saw me. It seemed like she had just finished, and she was shaking it. But I interrupted her, turning around when she saw my voice, she turned around, showing it to me in all its splendor. Or because of the size, I think.

Then, some footsteps behind heels were heard. Ingrid, listening more attentively, took me by the hand and led me to a cubicle. I wanted to protest that she was holding my hand with a hand that was holding a large thing. But she didn't give me time. She covered my mouth with her other hand, and I pressed myself against the wall while closing the door.

"Shhh," Ingrid signals me to keep quiet with her finger. Although the cubicle is small, it's not necessary to be so cramped, but I can't say anything. My eyes reach her neck, and the scent of her body invades me.

I felt the warmth of her body intoxicate me, but when I look at her, her face remains the same, serene as always, but I can notice a hint of pink. Maybe it's something embarrassing for her, especially since I just saw that.

That reminds me of...

Now that I pay attention, I feel something in my belly that is tube-shaped. It can't be that Ingrid is actually a boy. I look straight ahead, lowering my gaze a little, and I can feel the skin of her breasts on my chin. They are large.

Unlike Sigrid, who is flat, even though she looks like a girl. Ingrid is curvier, she's definitely a C cup at least. But.

*Tac~ Tac~ Tac~ Tac~* The sound of footsteps is heard entering the bathroom.

"...If I had the chance to be alone with him for a moment, I wouldn't let it slip away..."

"Yes, you are absolutely right, it is actually so sex..."

"You saw what she was wearing, I can tell the fabric is of the highest quality, but her clothing is very simple..."

"Yes, unlike those other guys who indulge in flashy, ornate clothing and showing skin, he maintains a very decent style..."

"Note that she doesn't wear makeup"

"Ugh, I'm pissing myself..."

"Helping newcomers is tiring"

"But for the child of the Corinth family, ufff"

Are they talking about me? The voices of 6 or 7 girls can be heard. Ingrid is also listening, I see her trying to look away and look somewhere else.

"Hehe~ I know what you're thinking, pervert, I'm sure you're getting hard..."

"And who hasn't, seen that ass..."

"And her legs, even though she wears pants, cannot hide the volume of her long, shapely legs, uff I would put them on my shoulders without ever getting tired.

"Hehe~ but the waist he has, it's not like he could be picked up and lifted..."

"Hurry up perverts, we have to finish maintenance..."

"How annoying, having to do these things..."

"But we can look at the new inmates and get a beautiful boy or a girl at a loss..."

"I'll settle for Vremi…"

"You don't ask for anything, idiot, first go to your sisters"

"Hehe, for him, I could face the birds of ice and fire"

"Quickly finish and wash your hands, don't be disgusting."

*tac~ tac~ tac~ tac~ ...* The sound of footsteps came out of the bathroom and moved away.

The conversation was the same one I might have had with guys in my old world when I was in high school.

It was the typical conversation of horny boys. When I thought we could leave, I noticed Ingrid paralyzed. At this moment I also noticed her posture, her body moved away from me a little at the waist, the typical action that a teenager does when he hugs a girl, but he doesn't want his embarrassment to be noticed.

Looking down I noticed something that was already beyond what I had just seen.

This is definitely huge!!!