Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

"Fou... fou? (Just who are you?)"

Fou's fur stood on end, poised for battle at any moment!

This person emitted a faint aura on its level, making it instantly bristle.

Because this aura was even stronger—far, far stronger.

Strong enough to completely overwhelm it!

Not even that bastard Merlin splitting into several copies could give it this kind of pressure!

Wait, no!

This person's aura had become very strange, somewhat similar to the boy beside her.

Her entire body was wrapped in layers of restraints, vaguely resembling those bondage plays she'd accidentally seen before.

Completely molded into the boy's shape!

"Little kitty, hehehe, little kitty, let me sniff you!"

Roya still hadn't given up.

An unbearably cute little cat like this—if she posted a video, countless people would be green with envy.

The pile of dead "Awei"s would reach mountain heights!

However.

The little cat was clearly resisting with every fiber of its being, fur standing on end to the extreme.

If she tried to pet it by force, she'd definitely get clawed.

"What did I ever do to deserve this treatment?"

Roya couldn't help grinding her teeth.

Earlier, when this cat was on Souma, it had looked utterly comfortable.

Yet it wouldn't let her touch it even once!

Frustrated, she muttered, "Ugh, is she your lover from a past life or something?"

"Yep, we were together in our past life. She's here to repay me in this one."

Souma watched their interaction with amusement.

After he restarted the world, all traces of his [existence] were erased. Everyone's memories of him had vanished.

Texts, images, objects... everything had disappeared.

Not even the Fourth Beast could recall any related memories.

But as Alaya released the exposure video, his [existence] began to return once more.

Even if Fou had forgotten all memories related to him, she would instinctively feel affection for him and want to get close.

Truly—falling for him at first sight!

"Hmph, why don't you say I was your little lover in a past life?" Roya pouted.

She didn't believe a single word of such talk.

Who in their right mind would feel lust for a cat?

People who point at cats every day saying "transform" are downright terrifying.

If cats could talk, they'd definitely retort—

"Transform your grandma!"

Just imagine—a big gorilla constantly sniffing your belly and teasing you in all sorts of ways. Could you tolerate that?

"No no, you weren't my little lover in a past life—you were my enemy!"

Souma tugged at her golden twin tails. "After raising you for so many years with all you owe me, how do you plan to repay me?"

"Hmph, is raising a soft, adorable little angel such a loss for you? At worst, I'll support you with my earnings after graduation!"

Roya snorted lightly.

With her formidable learning abilities, she was destined for greatness in the future.

Once she made loads of money, she'd make this guy beg on his knees for a sugar mommy to pamper him!

"Alright, I'll be waiting then."

Souma ruffled her hair into a bird's nest while casually snatching her phone, smiling gently. "Roya, shouldn't we discuss your recent gacha spending?"

"W-What spending...?"

Roya shrank back, her reply lacking conviction.

"You little rascal, actually deleting payment confirmation messages—did you really think I wouldn't find out?"

Souma's smile grew even gentler.

The common news story about kids deleting gacha payment messages had actually happened right under his nose.

Allowing her to play with the phone was already generous enough, yet she dared to splurge on microtransactions!

Three days without punishment and she's already tearing off roof tiles?

He produced a feather duster and a fire poker: "Come on, pick your poison!"

"I won't do it again!"

Roya immediately surrendered, putting on an ingratiating smile.

There was no helping it.

Everyone else treated her like an adorable little angel.

But this man showed no mercy when it came to discipline!

She didn't hesitate to scream: "Ya...me...te!"

"I haven't even hit you yet, what are you screaming for!"

Souma's face darkened.

This troublemaker just had to pull these antics in front of Fou—where was he supposed to save face?

Nearby, Fou tilted its head slightly, watching the two with confusion.

Was this handsome youth it favored about to battle the girl emitting strange energy?

Hmm, should I help?

Fou hesitated.

The opponent's aura was too bizarre and powerful, leaving it uncertain.

But it couldn't bear to see the youth in danger.

Whoosh~

Fou leaped forward, positioning itself protectively before the youth while trying its best to appear fierce with a mock dragon's roar.

"Ugh, even you're bullying me!"

Roya grew increasingly indignant.

As such a kind and lovely little angel who wouldn't even step on an ant, why were these two ganging up on her?

Ding-dong~

Just then, she heard the familiar special notification tone.

Roya pounced: "Give me the phone! Alaya must have updated again!"

"Updated???"

Souma let her snatch the phone, feeling a headache coming on.

That bastard was determined to expose him completely to the world!

He turned on the LCD TV, wondering which heroic spirit would be featured this time.

Roya exclaimed in surprise: "'The Oldest King'—that must be Gilgamesh? What's the connection between Nameless and the King of Heroes?"

She had memorized all heroic spirit lore more thoroughly than her school studies.

Previously unearthed clay tablets contained records about him.

The opening remained familiar:

[Chronicle of the Nameless Heroic Spirit!]

[Your name may be forgotten by history, but your deeds will echo through eternity!]

"Tch, at this rate of exposure, soon everyone will know!"

Souma was utterly exasperated.

That bastard Alaya seemed determined to fully expose him and rebuild his legend as the ultimate mythical Nameless.

Could it mean some great catastrophe was approaching?

The Steel Earth?

Or the Moon's Coral?

Souma suddenly felt liver pain.

After fighting for so long, he was being recalled to the battlefield again.

Please, just let me rest!

As he pondered this, countless comments scrolled across the screen:

-[First!!!]

-[Holy crap, Alaya's really diligent—updating this quickly?]

-[All you lazy pigeons better take notes—I'm looking at you, @Cat-Eared Princess!]

-[The King of the Most Ancient Era... It seems to be referring to the King of Heroes. Could he and Nameless have some bromance?]

-[Wow, with the King of Heroes' domineering arrogance, it's impossible for him to regard anyone with respect!]

-[I hope the King of Heroes can hold out longer and doesn't get instantly charmed by Nameless!]

...

Uruk.

Inside the lavish palace.

The captain of the guards hurried in and cautiously reported, "Your Majesty, Alaya has updated another video, and it seems to be related to you!"

"A mere nameless heroic spirit dares to call himself my friend? How laughable!"

Gilgamesh chuckled lightly. "If you dare appear before me, you will only kneel and worship me!"

It was as if he was watching a clown foolishly attempting to perform before him, utterly overestimating himself.

As the most ancient King of Heroes, he possessed his own supreme pride.

This pride allowed him to defy even the gods.

Well then, let this king see just how you intend to amuse me!

Gilgamesh rested his chin on his right hand, a pleased smile spreading across his face. "Summon all the ministers to the grand hall! Let them witness this king's unparalleled glory together!"

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