Chapter 38: Three Together… Even a Bull Would Collapse.
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Morning light slowly filtered into Kihara's bedroom.
Shinjo Akane lazily cracked her eyes open. She glanced at the window, then at Rikka Takarada sleeping opposite her. Letting out a soft, pig-like mumble, she rubbed her delicate cheek against Kihara's chest before closing her eyes again and drifting back to sleep.
Clothes belonging to all three of them were scattered messily across the room.
The air itself was thick—filled with a mix of a sweet floral scent and the lingering fragrance of the girls.
Kihara, meanwhile, stared blankly at the ceiling.
Through personal experience, he had finally understood an old saying:
"It's never the field that gets worn out… only the ox that dies from exhaustion."
It had been a full week since Akane revived him.
And in that entire week…
He had not stepped out of this room even once.
Because Akane, having discovered just how enjoyable things could be—used her godlike powers to impose a rule on the room:
"You cannot leave until a full week has passed."
Even Kihara, the self-proclaimed "Pure Love Warrior" was powerless in the face of:
A limitless-stamina goddess, and
A monster-powered Rikka
At that point, he was basically like a goblin captured by an elf princess, small, helpless… yet somehow still stubbornly enduring.
Of course, he would never admit that the "trying-not-to-collapse" expression on his face only made them more excited.
And when Akane casually summoned over a dozen magical girl cosplay outfits right in front of him…
That's when he knew.
He had lost. Completely.
"Thirty years east, thirty years west… don't mock a weak youth!"
Just wait… once this Pure Love Warrior grows stronger… you'll both be the ones needing to hold onto the walls to walk!
At noon—
Rikka, blushing deeply, was in the kitchen making chicken soup.
Akane, looking a bit embarrassed, apologized to Kihara:
"Sorry… Kihara, I didn't realize it would, uh… make your legs this weak…"
Kihara's face turned red like a boiled tomato as he shot back:
"My legs are NOT weak! I'm just adjusting to my new body, okay?!"
"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, I know—you're the strongest!" Akane nodded quickly, clearly trying to preserve her boyfriend's dignity.
Then she hurried into the kitchen.
"Rikka, is the soup ready yet?"
"Not yet… and next time, don't do something like that again. A… a whole week is way too much…"
"Hehe… I didn't expect it to feel that good… I kinda lost control…"
As if recalling their "three-person experience," Akane licked her lips slightly and swallowed.
It looked like she was ready for round two.
Sitting in the living room waiting for food, Kihara suddenly felt a chill run down his lower back.
It was as if some dangerous beast had locked onto him.
When I get back to Gensokyo… I seriously need to ask Eirin Yagokoro for some medicine…
Just then—
Two parchment scrolls floated down in front of him.
He picked one up and skimmed through it.
It was a contract.
Something about moving to a new area in Gensokyo—Pelican Town—along with rules and conditions.
At the same time, memories about this world returned to him.
He didn't even need to think to know who sent it.
That voyeuristic gap hag… Yukari Yakumo.
…
Wait a second.
Does that mean… everything we did this past week… she might've been watching the whole time?!
Kihara's face darkened.
He made a mental note to have a very serious conversation about privacy when he got back.
Grandma once said: anyone who sees my body has to marry me…
Yukari Yakumo, you're not getting away this time!
After lunch—
Kihara explained his origins and goals to Akane and Rikka.
The two girls didn't hesitate for long before signing the contract.
To them—
Wherever he was… that was home.
The moment they signed, the parchments turned into streams of light and merged into Kihara's body.
At the same time, a gap filled with countless crimson eyes slowly opened in the room.
He led the two girls through it.
And they arrived at his wooden cabin in Gensokyo.
A system notification suddenly rang in his mind:
[Detected a suitable candidate for the Carpenter role. Assign?]
"Yes."
[Shinjo Akane has officially become the Carpenter of Pelican Town.]
[Construction and repair functions unlocked.]
[Combat Level increased to 5. One talent draw available.]
"Akane, Rikka—let me show you around first."
Kihara decided to ignore the reward for now.
Spending time with his girlfriends came first.
The three of them walked along a lush forest path until they reached the ruins of a carpenter's workshop.
Akane suddenly gasped.
"Kihara! I think… I can use my god powers here!"
She pointed at the ruins.
Within seconds—
The broken structure transformed into a beautifully crafted countryside villa.
"See?! I'm amazing, right?" she said proudly, jumping into his arms.
"Yeah, yeah—you're amazing. Let's check it out."
He smiled, patting her head, and walked inside with both girls.
After some exploration, Kihara figured things out:
As a former world-creating goddess, Akane could now use divine power to build and repair structures, given the right materials.
Rikka, empowered by her monster abilities, could demolish and relocate buildings.
Both required resources and conditions.
A holographic map of Pelican Town also appeared in his system, showing:
Restored buildings
Ruins awaiting reconstruction
Everything required gold and materials.
Which meant—
He needed to start gathering resources and making money ASAP.
After that—
Akane and Rikka went off together to explore the town.
Kihara returned to his cabin, finally ready to draw his reward.
But the moment he stepped inside…
He froze.
"Eh? PAD… Head?"
Standing there was none other than
Sakuya Izayoi.
Her silver brows immediately furrowed.
For some reason, that nickname irritated her deeply.
Her original plan—to politely invite him—vanished instantly.
She activated her ability.
Time stopped.
"Bam!"
Kihara was thrown onto the floor inside the Scarlet Devil Mansion.
"Ow—ow—ow…!" he groaned, rubbing his backside.
Looking up—
His eyes widened.
"Lady…?!"
In the dim castle, crimson candlelight flickered.
Seated atop a gothic throne was a small girl with blue hair.
Remilia Scarlet.
She tried her best to appear imposing…
But her youthful appearance—and certain very famous defensive habits—made Kihara want to pat her head more than fear her.
Is she sitting on a cushion right now…?
Remilia narrowed her eyes.
"You insolent outsider… do you admit to insulting the dignity of the Scarlet family?"
"Eh? Who? Me??"
Kihara blinked in confusion.
He had just returned from saving a world—with girls, no less.
If anything, he should be honored as a hero.
So how exactly… did he end up offending the Scarlet Devil Mansion?
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