Rational Futaba began to recount the whole story. A strange case she called Adolescent Syndrome was presented to everyone as she spoke. It was Futaba who discovered Sakurajima Mai. It was also she who discovered Azusagawa Kaede's abnormality and had her sent to the hospital. She had been searching for new cases at the school. But she never expected that the next one to get sick would be herself.
After she finished speaking, the charming Futaba had already fed the "feed" into her mouth. As a rigorous rationalist, she carefully savored it for a while before swallowing the "feed." Indeed, she felt some subtle changes happening within her. Yet, she didn't know exactly where the changes were.
Only Akira saw that Rational Futaba's capture progress had increased by 20%, pushing Futaba Rio's total capture past 60%. Dividing into two, though a bit troublesome, meant two Futabas—double the happiness. This was a sure-win deal.
When the time came, Akira returned to the selection page. But before that, he first looked at his attribute panel.
[Name: Akira]
[Age: 18]
[Occupation: Butter Player]
[Strength: 268.8]
[Agility: 251.3]
[Endurance: 279.2]
[Spirit: 369.8]
[Skills: Martial Arts Mastery (Perfect), Precise Throwing (Perfect), Mastery of Swordsmanship (Perfect), God's Hand, Two-Pronged Approach, Bewitch Heart (Trophy), Existence Weakening, Abdicate the Throne (Trophy), Wall Hugger (Trophy), Art Space (Active), Under Great Pressure, Beast Tamer (Trophy), Cognitive Distortion (Active), Train Barrage, High-Frequency Vibration, Far Ahead, Feeder.
[Eroge Skills: Learn by Analogy, Datafication, Protect the Master (Active)
There were too many powerful spiritual existences, resulting in his spirit being far ahead now. This was truly Far Ahead. And since three hundred points was a key to triggering a trophy, Akira felt that if other stats collectively crossed 300, new trophies should appear.
He looked at his anti-addiction hourglass, which had only one segment left. Akira selected Chapter Four.
Returning to that familiar room, Fubuki was already gone. Since Akira's goal had been achieved, she naturally didn't need to participate anymore. And this time, Akira no longer thought about coming from the masses and returning to the masses. Specific problems require specific analysis; in this situation, one should first deal with the corrupt upper echelons. With absolute force, initiate a top-down reform.
Before, there were no conditions, so he had no choice but to use the countryside to encircle the cities. Now that Akira possessed absolute combat power, shouldn't he analyze specific problems specifically? After dealing with those nobles, he would let others take over the management.
Having thought this through, Akira didn't waste any time. He picked up Esdeath and flew toward the Imperial Capital.
In the Imperial Capital, Minister Honest had already received news that officials in the Imperial Capital had recently been assassinated.
"Damn Resistance Army—these people should be chopped up and fed to dogs. How dare they challenge the authority of the nobles and the majesty of the imperial power—they are simply seeking their own demise."
Whoosh~!
Before he finished speaking, his body had already split. It shattered into pieces. Even the anti-Imperial Armament hidden on him was disintegrated, with no possibility of restoration.
"Esdeath, according to your information, who else are high-ranking ministers, and where do they reside?"
"I know… in…"
A decaying dynasty would not become chaotic just because a few parasites were removed. Perhaps, on the contrary, it would become even more peaceful. Akira toured the Imperial Capital for a short time. He brazenly entered mansions, and anyone who heard his intentions and did not retreat was summarily executed—not one left alive.
"This is bad, Your Majesty—many ministers' residences have been infiltrated by rebels, and the ministers…"
The messenger soldier spoke halfway, then suddenly froze. Because he saw a completely unfamiliar man sitting on the throne. General Esdeath, who should have been at the frontier dealing with foreign tribes, stood beside him. And the emperor, who should have been wearing a crown and luxurious robes, knelt trembling before him.
"What happened to the ministers? Go on—speak."
Akira's voice sounded indifferent, and the messenger soldier swallowed hard. He didn't know what to say.
"The ministers… the ministers all deserve to die."
"Oh?"
Akira became interested—this fellow in front of him had some quick wit. He was actually able to say such words.
"Those ministers are all parasites of the nation, all scoundrels who treat human lives as dirt—I wish I could eat their flesh and drink their blood."
"State your purpose."
Bewitch Heart and Cognitive Distortion activated. Akira instantly became the messenger soldier's most trusted person.
"I plan to first gain your trust, then call in the Royal Guard. After rescuing the Emperor amidst the chaos, I'll have him activate the Imperial Arms to eliminate the rebel army."
"Have you considered the consequences of doing this?"
"You are just a small messenger."
"It's precisely because I'm a messenger that everyone looks down on me, but my combat power is actually comparable to that of a general."
Pfft.
The Emperor didn't even see what happened before the messenger's head, like that of a guard beside him, rolled to the ground.
"The script was well-written—if it were anyone else, this plan might have succeeded. Now that such a major incident has occurred in the Imperial City, the Resistance Army will surely receive the news and make a big move. The main quest must be completed, and the rewards must be collected. The anti-addiction hourglass has run out of time today, so I can only come back next time."
The Emperor had no idea what Akira was muttering about. But the moment Akira exited the game, time froze, and the entire world stopped operating, as if it was stuck there.
"Congratulations, player. Akame ga Kill World strategy progress is 20%."
Looking at the notification, Akira stretched. Although he still wasn't sure what this "world strategy progress" meant, the question he wanted to clarify yesterday had already been answered.
Apart from himself, everyone in the real world should be able to learn magic. After all, with Multi-Anime Dragon Maid World as the background, the emergence of such abilities is completely reasonable.
So, the next thing he needed to do was to let everyone in the real world learn magic, and to bring Esdeath to the real world to study Marxism. This sounded a bit ridiculous—after all, Akira himself had never truly read this stuff.
Finally, he had to transfer all the property rights of Skyscraper X into his name.
Protect the Master.
In an instant, Fubuki, who was dreaming, suddenly appeared in front of Akira. She wore a black lace dress, with the lace hem barely covering her mysterious area, making one's blood boil.
Fubuki went to Akame ga Kill World, then to Multi-Anime Dragon Maid World, and the experience felt a bit disjointed. When she returned, she went straight back into the bathtub. She almost thought she had just fallen asleep in the bathtub and had a dream that was so real it was hard to distinguish. But when she found the water was completely cold and she was still wearing the clothes from the other world, she was certain that she was the first person to know Akira's secret, and she was very happy.
After the happiness came the exhaustion from high-intensity studying. The basic knowledge of magic was too complex, giving her a headache. So she changed into her pajamas and went back to her bed to sleep. As a result, she was called over by Akira before she had even fully woken up.
Esdeath, however, felt nothing, as she had just been with Akira and had already experienced it once. But Sakurajima Mai was bewildered. Although Akira had given everyone a heads-up before leaving, this suddenness truly startled her.
"Mr. Akira, is this the Showa era?"
Sakurajima Mai quickly regained her senses and looked around at her surroundings. Everyone inside the house was familiar, so there was no need for reintroductions. But the people outside the house were not. Fortunately, only Busujima Saeko and Kirigaya Suguha lived here temporarily. The process of getting to know them was just a simple greeting.
"So, this is our magic teacher?"
At the breakfast table, Kirigaya Suguha was greatly astonished. While Akira's ability to travel through time was unbelievable to her, Sakurajima Mai casually conjuring a fireball was even more captivating.
"Yes, everyone here is one of us. Let's all get along well from now on. Also, Fubuki, teach Esdeath how to use the internet, and then find her some books about liberation. Never mind."
Akira thought of some distorted history in the real world, and personally found a few books that he felt were fine after reading them.
Akira still had tasks today and didn't stay at home for long. After giving a few instructions, he flew away directly.
Moving between floors, he used Bewitch Heart and Cognitive Distortion to obtain information about the owners of these floors. Then, using the same method, he had them sign property transfer documents in the presence of a lawyer. As for the price—one yen. Consider it charity.
"Congratulations, player—you have acquired the property rights to Skyscraper X. Now the entire building and the surrounding three hundred meters of area are designated as an area where Eroge can be rebuilt. Reminder: Since the surrounding area is not within the scope of Eroge rewards, rebuilding will consume the player's money."
Reasonable.
Akira could only say it was reasonable. Originally, it was only 80–110, but now it had directly become a large piece of land. If Eroge made it free, that would be too brainless.
But what if I dismantle the things installed on floors 80–110 and move them outside? Would this be a BUG? How can a gamer not look for bugs? Even though this is a Eroge.
"Warning—detecting that the player's interests are being infringed upon. A Monster is infringing upon the player's interests two thousand meters below Skyscraper X."
Seeing the alert, Akira immediately returned to Skyscraper X. He found a wall-like surface and listened carefully. In an instant, the graphical representation of the area within three thousand meters was formed in Akira's mind by various sound waves.
"Above is where Ranked Sixth in S-Class Akira lives?"
"Yes—I've already dug through the ground to his private garage."
The one who replied was the Earth Dragon. In reality, it was a mole. It came from the House of Evolution, but when the Hero Association investigated, it burrowed underground and escaped. Later, it joined the Monster Association. And after consuming Monster Cells, its strength increased to the lower Ghost Level. It was the Monster Association's architectural engineer, making outstanding contributions to the entire Monster Association's spatial expansion.
And the one asking the question was the Monster Association executive, Ugly President. He couldn't stand Akira's handsome looks and formidable strength, vowing to show Akira a thing or two.
Next to the Ugly President, there was also Elder Centipede's reconnaissance eye, and Black Sperm.
"I really don't understand why Elder Centipede wants us to team up."
"Perhaps it's because he's afraid that one person won't be able to get useful information."
"Or, if discovered, a special existence like Black Sperm can always escape back."
"Hmph—he really underestimates us."
"But that handsome guy over there—you look just like Elder Centipede."
Black Sperm looked at the figure strolling leisurely not far away, and anger immediately surged on his white, mask-like face.
"Kid—I'm going to let you know that strength and good looks cannot exist in the same body simultaneously. Ugly Charge."
The Ugly President directly sent an 'Iron Mountain Lean' invitation to Akira. But with just a gentle flick of Akira's finger, the Ugly President fell apart.
Black Sperm showed no sorrow for the Ugly President's death. He turned and left.
Idiot—he's already been exposed, and he's not running away. What is he thinking?
Bang.
Black Sperm seemed to have hit a wall. Fortunately, this was just his clone, so it didn't matter if it died.
What kind of power is this—superpower?
As this thought arose, Black Sperm was directly crushed to invisibility by the psychokinesis activated by Akira's high 360 mental power. Even the distant Black Sperm couldn't escape and was directly eliminated by Akira to prevent future trouble.
However, Akira left the Earth Dragon and the reconnaissance eye. The former had good abilities and could serve as a miner for him underground. The latter was left out of disdain.
His current base template, not to mention the surface, should be capable of blowing up a continent. After all, his current maximum psychokinesis range reached fifty kilometers. Sword qi and fist wind were even more effortlessly used, and their speed had directly doubled compared to before. He could plow the entire Australian continent, used for measurement, in a very short amount of time.
Psykos and Monster King Orochi's fusion was indeed powerful. But as long as they didn't fuse, Psykos was merely a Dragon-level monster of lower tier, unable to stir up any trouble.
On the other side, Elder Centipede was covered in cold sweat.
"Were they found even two thousand meters underground? Fortunately, I was prepared and had the Earth Dragon dig three thousand meters underground. This way, they definitely won't reach here."
Thinking this, Elder Centipede immediately used psychokinesis to gather the executives and head toward the newly dug tunnel.
"Tch—always making others do things. Why don't you go yourself?"
Miaomiao licked his paws, lazily unwilling to move.
"I heard that guy, Ranked Sixth in S-Class, has come down. It's time to let him experience the power of a god."
Emperor of the Universe walked out of the room.
"He dares to barge into the Monster Association alone? How exhilarating."
Gouketsu stretched all the muscles in his body. He quickly moved in the direction indicated by Elder Centipede.
For a time, all the executives of the Monster Association sprang into action.
However, none of them expected that Akira had already reached Psykos's room.
In a hidden small room three thousand meters underground, she was wearing a light, sheer top, its fullness pushing her chest high. Because it was white, under the dim yellow light, one could even see something slightly different from her skin tone. Her lower body was a long skirt similar to her top.
Perhaps having stayed underground for too long, when she was alone, her guard was quite low; she didn't even notice that Akira was already seated on the only sofa opposite her.
"Huh!"
"My telepathy is blocked?"
Psykos immediately realized the danger, and she sprang up from the sofa. Her prominent chest jiggled violently with her sudden movement.
The next second, she finally noticed the anomaly on the sofa in front of her. Of course, she didn't discover the anomaly with her own psychokinesis. Instead, the sofa showed signs of someone sitting on it.
Yes, Akira's current Existence Weakening had already reached a level where even a superpower user like Psykos couldn't detect him. If her senses hadn't been cut off, she wouldn't even have noticed that someone else besides her was in the room.
Tatsumaki? Impossible. Tatsumaki was usually at the Hero Association headquarters; there was no reason for her to be here.
The next second, a crazy thought appeared in her mind.
Akira.
No—even if it were him, he couldn't have appeared silently in this extremely sealed room. The door was tightly shut, and the ventilation shaft couldn't possibly accommodate a person's body.
"Who—who is there?"