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[Sunday, April 28] {8:09 AM} [Location: Valderrama Mansion]

—Fuuuu, nothing can compare to taking a cold shower on a hot day after exercising your body!...—.

—Husband, Yuuna sent me to get you, she says to hurry or your food will get cold, the others have already had breakfast—.

Astonished by the presence sitting on the edge of the bed, he couldn't see her until she spoke.

—...Yami, when…?—.

—How long have I been here? Well, after breakfast I came up with the excuse of coming to warn you, which would have been 12 minutes and 54 seconds.

Interrupting and speaking without looking up from the fashion magazine in her hand, Yami without intentions, or glancing at Javier's behavior when he crossed his legs.

—Those clothes—.

—Mm, I bought it yesterday, do you like it? I thought that always wearing those maid clothes would make the relationship boring. So I tried to buy something fresher, what do you think?

—Glub—.

—Ehehe, I'll take that as a, I love it from you—.

Hearing the laughter, Javier found it difficult to tear his gaze away from Yami's bare legs.

Unlike the elegant dress she'd worn to the barbecue and her usual maid outfit, Yami was wearing a short, sleeveless, baby-blue dress that buttoned up the front. She paired it with strappy white sneakers and her straightened hair, cascading down the bed.

-How succulent is this!!!... W-what do I do? I pounce like a predator on the defenseless creature in my bed... But, but I can't... Ugh, damn crappy life! I hate this cursed destiny that chains my instinct as a man with that of reasoning.

As if she knew Javier's internal conflict, Yami crossed her legs several times, and other times she lay down with her legs slightly apart, leaving only the fabric of her dress to hide and give greater seduction to her partner's desire.

Eyes open, red from not missing every movement, breathing ragged like a bull in heat, a towel wrapped around his waist, now cherry on top of his virile member that was already over 25 cm long and the thickness of a muscular adult's wrist and still growing.

Turning a blind eye, as if it were none of her business, Yami changed position; lying full length, resting her head on her arm, showering her long hair like a waterfall overflowing. What was most striking were her long legs and the dress she had ridden up, showing off her chubby thighs.

—What's wrong? You're not going to change… Husband, after you eat, I need you for something… Now that I remember, Shio told me about the girl they ran into the other day…, since she's your date for today, try to go to her house to meet her family…. Don't come back if you don't make it, you understand—.

Absorbed because every time she paused to speak, she changed position; from lying on her side almost as if looking at him, she turned around, showing how the skirt of her dress clung to her hips, outlining the round bottom that rose from her voluptuousness.

-She's not wearing underwear!-.

It was the only thing that came to mind when he didn't see the silhouette of Yami's underwear.

Not being the only time that the skirt of the dress rose up to reach the minimum protection, highlighting the rear, Yami lay face down crossing her feet and then opened it, letting the fabric of the dress hang only on her crotch, visualizing a little of the flour balloons that she had for an ass.

—Ahhh—.

As soon as she let out a sigh of tiredness and disappointment, she caught a musky scent that made her nose itch, to breathe filling it with that fragrance that she loved and looked at Javier who hadn't moved since he got out of the bathtub.

Bleeding from his mouth, showing signs of biting, his lips, his bloody fists trembling, littering the floor and a monster that reached 45 inches, the towel, still hanging from the soaked curved tip, where the pleasant aroma came from.

Yami stood up, revealing her baby blue dress buttoned in the front. Loose enough to fit three Yami without any problem, her bust was barely noticeable, as were her hips and buttocks, reaching above her knee.

Approaching, she paused to admire the monstrosity saved just for her. Licking her lips, she provoked a reaction in Javier's body, going from 45 inches to 50 veiny inches, charming him as innocent and easily provoked as a child. She looked into Javier's eyes, as he watched her.

Without saying anything, they both looked at each other, both expecting something from the other, both knowing that once they made the first move they would not be able to stop it.

Passing by, Yami raises his hand as if he wanted to, but no, his hand hovered over the twitching member, trying to reach the delicacy of its owner, but, even though it wasn't the right moment, that didn't happen.

—Chu… try to get dressed and go downstairs and have your lunch. Then wait for me in the break room. Oh, right, she almost missed this… Take that brat in her stride, or I'll have to take care of her myself.

—!—.

Unable to react to the chilling cold that sounded for a few moments.

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{8:32 AM}

Javier somehow managed to get his penis back to its normal size, now he was finishing his breakfast of scrambled eggs with bacon, toast, juice and various fruits.

-She is no longer the shadow of that ignorant infant who first woke up when he had a body nor the dark entity with a certain thought... Now I find out that she is a Goddess, something that I didn't see the first time I noticed her and she is not a simple Goddess, but also my legitimate wife... I also find out that if I have sex with my wife, she will die, leaving me with a pain that I don't want to imagine going through, but the strange thing about all these events that my Hentai God core has in common is that I am very sentimental... She didn't say that I am not sentimental when I was human, I cried when I broke up with my first girlfriend, I cried when my grandparents died, the same when Pechuga, my cat died of old age, but this is getting out of control, if I had known Shio when he was human I am sure that he would have only treated her like another brat from the neighborhood, not to mention treating her like a daughter if I barely know her... Of course I would have helped them, but even I have patience and I would have gotten fed up with her presence in a way-.

—... It's all your fault—.

He whispered, lost in his thoughts.

—Did he say anything, Mr. Javier?—.

—I was just talking about something I realized—.

—I see… I can take everything away or I'll leave you the fruit salad—.

—Take them, put them in the freezer in portions; with the yogurt in there, we can enjoy a delicious afternoon snack.

—I'm sure the girls will like it.

Watching her leave, pushing the cart with the dirty dishes and leftovers, Javier also felt like she was escaping from him.

-It seems that my joke did affect him… Let's give him some space-.

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Watching TV, most of them, except for Yuuna in the kitchen and Javier who had finished eating, everyone, including Asahi, were watching a fantasy movie.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

—! Daddy—.

—¡!...—.

—!, o-oh, Javier Onii-chan, until you had breakfast, which took you so long—.

—!... Will you sit down?—.

Greeted by almost everyone thanks to Polaris, who barked and circled Javier, standing on two legs to get his attention. Then came Shio, who came running to hug him; Sayaka, who said nothing, but with a look of longing, waiting for something. Followed by Rinka and Asahi, who hesitated to ask, and Yami sat on one of the couches watching the movie and eating ice cream from a tub.

—The bath was more refreshing and I lost myself contemplating life.

—H-ah?—.

Walking past Rinka, he stood in front of Yami and took the five-liter tub of ice cream from her, which she was about to finish.

—...Give it back—.

—No, because you're the only one who eats ice cream and you don't share it with the others.

—I bought that ice cream—.

—And where do you think the money came from… Do you think I didn't notice that "Five hundred thousand yen" worth of ice cream was billed?

—It's your money, but I was the one who bought it.—

—And who do you suppose brings the money home?—

—... You want to argue about that, when you know perfectly well where that money comes from. Remember who I am.

By keeping quiet, Javier could no longer argue with Yami, who snatched the tub of ice cream from him to finish eating it and watch the movie.

—... Daddy, Yami Onee-chan is not good at fighting—.

He said, grabbing Javier's hand.

—We're not fighting... I'm just a little angry because someone is being mean and not giving away some of the ice cream that would still be left over.

Glancing for a few moments at Javier, who didn't say it was her, but it was crystal clear. Yami stuffed another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, returning her gaze to the movie.

—Ahhh, I give up on you... You guys, it's not time for you to be at your school, you didn't say you had practice at 9 and it's already 8:45—.

—Ehehehe, that's what we have Javier Onii-chan for—.

—We don't have to worry, since you can arrive in an instant.—

—Y-you…—.

Having no words for how cheeky they were being, Rinka with a smile approaches, playfully hitting Javier's chest.

—Ehehehe, don't get so upset, so early in the morning, Javier Onii-chan—.

—The person who is treating me as express transport tells me this.

—Come on, it's not like we ask you all the time, you think the same, Shio-chan—.

—Mmmm, Daddy, yes—.

Frowning at the sight of Shio's innocence being exploited, he let out a deep sigh.

—Get ready, both of you. This will be the last time you ask me, unless it's an emergency.

Rinka and Sayaka, nodding at how serious Javier was, went out to get their things. Turning to Yami, they asked.

—You told me you wanted me for something, what was it?—.

—Oh yeah… stand up straight—.

—!—.

Not knowing where a tape measure came from, Yami put the ice cream aside and began taking Javier's measurements.

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{8:59 AM}

—Are we going to see those people, Daddy?—.

—Yeah, they didn't listen when I told them they had personal rooms, they stayed up all night training, I also have to talk to someone—.

—You'll also feed them... Why don't they eat with us?—.

—That's not allowed, they are employees I hired for everyone's safety inside the mansion and when they leave.

—But daddy, mommy, he does the same thing too—.

—Yuuna is different, not just because she's a woman and has both. It's a rehabilitation process so that Yuuna feels like part of her family. Sometimes what heals you the most is the simple things, like sharing a moment with your loved ones and acquaintances; talking, sharing pleasant moments. Of course, if I weren't who I am, I wouldn't hesitate to contact a psychologist for help. Depression, self-esteem, stress disorder, relationship problems, dissociation... These are the things Yuuna has been struggling with since that event.

—If Mommy saw a psychologist, would her bottle be fixed?—

—Something like that, but it would take many more years for that to happen, but with me here it won't take long to resolve, leave it to me.

—Ehehehe, I know that daddy will cure mommy… But, daddy, why don't you treat them like us and Onii-chan?—.

Looking at Shio, who was also looking at him with his eyes shining to better understand his surroundings, Javier responded with something simple but abstract for a child.

—You always have to maintain a line between an employee—.

-Because?-.

—Because it's the best way to avoid future problems. On my grandfather's farm, when I was still a child, I remember there was a very serious problem. One of my grandfather's trusted workers had been stealing sacks of fertilizer, exchanging them for expired ones, and also the fungicides, bringing pests to the crops. Of course, no one would have been held accountable later, when the soil and crops were lost, leaving my grandfather in serious financial trouble. Of course, I didn't understand it until I became an adult.

—Mmmm, Shio doesn't understand either—.

—Ahahaha, you'll understand in the future, but what I want to tell you is that, no matter how much trust you have in a person, never give it to them completely…—

Stopping Javier, he crouches down to be at the same eye level as Shio, taking both of her hands, with a solemn look, he said firmly and with concern

—I know it will sound cruel, and you may be too young to understand how the world formed by people works. There are cruel people who have no scruples about hurting others. Others are opportunistic people who approach you for their own benefit. But among the many people you will meet in the future, there will also be that selfless person who will help you without asking for anything in return, the compassionate ones who will understand your pain and suffering and would bear it with you if they could.

—But daddy, he'll always be there for Shio... you're not going anywhere, are you, daddy?—.

Opening his eyes, Javier smiles critically, before hugging Shio and showering him with kisses.

—Lots of kisses, lots of kisses, daddy, you mess me up—.

—Ahahaha, of course I'll be with you, I'll be until Shio is a wrinkled old lady—.

—Seriously, you're not lying, daddy.

—When I've lied to you—.

—Never, but… it's a promise—.

—Oh, pinky promise—.

—Mm—.

—I promise to be there in the future to watch over and protect Shio. If I break this promise, I'll eat a hundred needles.♫—.

—It's a promise, you can't break it, daddy—.

—I know, now more kisses♫!—.

—Kya, ehehehe—.

—Ahahaha—.

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Arriving holding hands as Shio swung them, they both stared at the row of men sitting cross-legged along the wall and at one of them standing away from the group, staring into space.

—What are they doing, Daddy?... They stink.

Wrinkling her face, smelling the rancid odor that came from all the men, Mantis opens her eyes and explains.

—Master Javier, little miss… We are cleansing our impurities with arcane energy, following an arcane impurity spell—.

—And according to your calculations, how long do you think it takes to clean the impurities?

Disdainful and Mantiz noticing, he smiled bitterly.

—3 years is the shortest—.

—Hmph, erase that waste of a spell from your minds… "Cleaning" now that you're clean, eat and don't make me remind you that you have a room to sleep in with a bathroom included—.

With a flick of the wrist, 37 trays filled with meat, rice, and salad were placed just inches away from each man.

—Glub, I've never smelled such fragrant meat.

—Shit, not even that restaurant the client invited us to can compare to this meat.

—It looks so juicy… It melts in your mouth!—.

—Damn I've been eating in my life—.

"Fucking delicious, a new world opened up for my palate.

—A good sake would be excellent—.

—How can you defile this meat with something as low-level as the Sake we bought?

At one point the men, like children, began to argue, constantly moving their chopsticks, grabbing the meat slices with their accompaniment.

—Mantiz, from now on discard these low-performance spells… I give you this manual {Basic Magic Exercises X}—.

Creating a blank sheet of paper to become a notebook in front of everyone, Javier implemented the first "Reverse Cascade" spell with all its instructions from the real manual he had on hand, handing out 37 copies.

—Daddy, Daddy and him—.

Pointing his finger at Tetsuo Hayato, who had lost a lot of vitality, looking much older than his actual age: dark circles under his eyes, hair loss, wrinkles. Nothing like he had been just a few days ago.

—Mantiz, I'll leave the training to you. Remember, I don't want you to be stinking here. You know which rooms are yours. Go and rest or keep training.

No response from Mantiz and his group of mercenaries who had stopped making noise when they had the notebook with the first movement "Reverse Cascade".

Leaving behind a group trembling with excitement, Javier and Shio stand in front of Tetsuo.

—Are you hungry?—.

-... No-.

—Eat, you can't atone or save yourself if you don't have the health to continue, "heal." Take it as an incentive, a human's life is short, and your life alone won't be enough to find the peace you're seeking.

Looking at the man broken by his own crimes, so much so that his dominant personality had disappeared.

-thank you-.

—You have a room to rest and three meals a day. Start training in the meantime.

He also handed over the food tray filled with meat and the first part of the magic book {Magic Exercises X}, but unlike the Mantiz mercenaries, he was not impressed.

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[Sunday, April 28]{10:23 AM}[Miel Park]

The wind blew, swaying the palm trees and branches of fruit trees. Waiting on a bench under the shelter of a palm tree's shade, a 16-year-old girl wore a long, fresh coral pink dress. Draped over her shoulders was a tied black sweater and crossed sneakers.

—Katsura-san, I'm sorry, you waited too long—.

—!, N-no, as soon as I got here—.

—Seriously… we had agreed at 11—.

—I only arrived a few minutes before you—.

She said blushing, something that made Javier smile.

—But it must be said…—.

—W-what thing?!—.

Between nervous and excited, Kotonoha sharpened her voice, causing Javier to stop looking at her and look elsewhere.

—... I didn't expect this surprise... you look beautiful—.

—!... I-I see... t-thanks... T-the truth is I wanted to dress differently, but my mom insisted on this outfit... even my hairstyle—.

Shy, completely blushing from the compliment, she tucked a lock of straight hair from her braided bun, giving it a very different look than at school.

—It's certainly different from how you go to school, but I think it suits you. You look very good, Katsura-san.

-Thank you-.

—And what do you say… handsome, beautiful, divine♫—.

Stunned by the comical narcissism of seeing him turn around, Kotonoha looked from head to toe at Javier, who was wearing a short-sleeved polo shirt, dress pants, and casual shoes, in addition to his usual long braided hair.

—You look… g-handsome—.

—Thank you… thank you also for accepting my invitation—.

—No, thanks to you for inviting me, I hardly ever go out much, so this is a breath of fresh air.

—Oh, by the way, do you remember what we talked about the other day at school?

—Hmm, what are you talking about?

Javier started walking and Kotonoha followed him, both walking shoulder to shoulder, only a few centimeters separating them.

Chatting, making her forget the men's gaze focused on her bust, which was accentuated by her bag that crossed her chest, accentuating its volume.

—Ehehehe, it's true that I was amused in that scene, thinking that Rupto would fall into such an obvious trap.

—True, but the best comes later, when it is discovered that Rupto was allied with Admiral Benlopes and said—.

—The dolphin is 30 miles away! x2—.

—Ehehehe—.

—Ahahaha—.

—I never expected anyone to have read "Admiral and the Five Stars."

—I can say it was a coincidence. My mom was one of those people who, instead of giving me a cell phone, gave me books to read. I remember when I complained to her why she didn't buy me a cell phone like the rest of my classmates who had one, she said: "Those things will only rot your brain and distract you from your studies."

—She sounds like a strict mother.

—Maybe so, but when I entered the University, I turned 15 and bought a cell phone.

—Hm? Something's wrong, you got nervous.

—No, it's okay... True, I have tickets to see a movie at the cinema.

—What movie is it?—.

—Predator—.

—Fantastic! I have the entire movie collection up to the latest one, even the Alien movies and the crossovers where they face off against Alien.

—Which is your favorite? As far as I'm concerned, it would be the original, with Arnold Schwarzenegger, and Alien 3, which was the first one I saw.

—Mmm, Prometheus from 2012, was the first one I saw, but I have to say it doesn't compare to the first appearance in Alien: The Eighth Passenger, where it came out of the ribcage—.

—Nothing compares to that scene, it's a cultural moment for the film.

—On the other hand, I liked it. It was the third movie, the one where they kidnap people and take them to a planet.

—Wow, that's not bad. We'll watch those movies, though. There's a trilogy today with special effects so realistic it's as if we'll be there.

—Wonderful, let's hurry up—.

Seeing her quicken her pace, Javier walked a little faster to catch up with Kotonoha who was excited.

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[Valderrama Mansion]{13:02}

Three hours had passed since Javier had left for his date with Kotonoha, all excited. On the second floor, in one of the bedrooms, was Yami.

A room without much else besides a large bed, a wardrobe, chairs, and a dresser with a mirror, but it still wasn't enough to fill the room, which was almost the largest behind the one Javier was in.

—... I-I did it—.

Tired like Javier or any of the girls who knew her had never seen her, since for them Yami has never sweated no matter what she did or how hot it was.

Letting the sweat fall on the wood, I looked at the four runes hovering over the room.

If Javier had been present, he would have noticed how prehistoric, twisted, dark, and bloodthirsty the runes were.

Something so old it cannot be created. So twisted it would drive any sentient creature mad. So dark it swallows its presence. So bloodthirsty that creatures will die in its presence.

—It's time for you to know the truth…—.

Whether he knew what he was doing or not, the runes responded to his wishes.

Plash!! Plash!! Plash!! Plash!!

The four runes thundered in unison as they began to affect space and time, creating a clash that fractured, shattering the present, past, and future.

Calmly, her heterochromatic eyes turned into dark mists, emerging like fish from the great abyss. Many of these were just as prehistoric as the ones Yami had created.

These runes, with an insatiable hunger, with the ability to devour everything in their path, nibbled at the time-space fracture, to tear it out and eat it like a school of fish that crowded together wanting to be the first.

—One last touch—.

He spoke while raising his arms, and the two divine beasts came out: a bird and a snake.

The snake was like a spear with hundreds of tentacles moving at a speed that exceeded light and sound.

Surpassing human intellect and ingenuity, what seemed to be just a few meters away, the divine serpent continued moving at a speed that left a trail of illusions.

[Danger!!! Danger!!! Sanctuary is at the center of a cosmic fracture]

—Hmph, noisy—.

Destroying with his own hands the hentai system warning that protected the Sanctuary from danger and warned Javier.

When the first cosmic wave arrived, it disintegrated matter and everything in its path.

The clothes she had bought disintegrated, and Yami was naked one moment and the next she was wearing a black cloth that made up her figure.

Hrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!

Appearing out of the mist of all the walls, ceiling and floor, it collided with the cosmic wave with the power to destroy the planet Earth thousands of times over, as well as a low-power galactic system like the Milky Way.

Crack!!!

Listening among the hundreds of cosmic waves that crashed against the mist that stood between destruction and the life of the earth, Yami, with her hair in the air from the fierceness of the cosmic wind that brought with each wave, looked where the snake crashed.

Seeming like a wall too thick to break through, Yami frowned.

—So the walls between dimensions are still too thick for a single attempt—.

Disgusted that something was stopping her and needed repetition, the divine serpent began to spin like a drill, piercing the dimensional walls that Yami wanted to enter.

Looking around as if cosmic winds and gravitational waves weren't enough to wipe out a planetary system, he looked at the divine bird's shield that had separated him from reality and a second layer of protection if his mist wasn't enough to block the cosmic gravitational waves.

Seeing that it wasn't enough and more than an hour had passed since it started, Yami cuts her wrists with her nails.

The blood that would normally have been disintegrated into molecules by gravitational waves floated until it reached Yami's sight, creating a crimson urn.

—Time, pragmatic entity, knower of the past, knower of the present, knower of the future. My name ")#)($)=)=#" wife of the Hentai God, presented virgin blood as a tribute to see the past and the future—.

The crimson urn reacted to Yami's sacred, ethereal voice, as she pronounced her true Goddess name. The dimensional wall that had previously seemed impregnable burst open, and a chained man emerged. Yami, uninterested in the man or the power that threatened to kill her, looked to see what was hiding behind the dimensional wall.

—As the wife of the Hentai God, in the name of ")#)($)=)=#" I ask the God of time, Eleus Vortis, for payment of the collected offering...—.

—You're still as simple as ever, even though you're dead.

The ancient voice of the future, of the present as a man, and of the past as a child, sounded, Yami staring, his expressionless, for some reason, at the God of Time, Eleus Vortis, who called for help. A fourth voice, sacred, ethereal, echoed.

—I was wondering when you would make your appearance, traitor.

"But what an honor it is to have here, Topazio or should I say, God of Gods—.

Mocking Eleus the one who controls time, Topazio appearing in a translucent body, stood next to Yami.

—Stop your sophistry, Eleus, you think no one suspected you when you incited the hentai God to war.

—Ho, ho, don't blame me when you have no evidence of anything, dear Goddess—.

Topazio wrinkled her brow at the words spewed by Vortis the God of Time, and the chains tightened even more, beginning to crack the crimson urn she had grasped.

—Ho, ho, someone seems to have been getting stronger these thousands of years. Ho, ho, but you still have to break this vessel that is mixed with my power of the God of Gods.

—Hmph, who says this is my power, Vortis, don't think that because the evidence was lost along with the hentai God's planet, you'll get away with it—.

—As if I were interested in your warnings! Now why don't you let me do the job I was paid to do?

Crack!!!!

The crimson urn shattering into millions of fragments, the chains of light that held Vortis the God of Time prisoner pulled him without much effort, closing the dimensional wall once more.

Topazio the God of Gods, breathing calmly, with a wave of her hand, destroyed the prehistoric ruins that Yami had created along with the runes made from the mist that had come out of the heterochromatic eyes.

Turning to see Yami who hadn't said a word, he spoke to him, with a deadly expression.

—Why did you stop me, Topazio?—.

—I didn't want an old friend to be poisoned by that garbage for the second time.

—Second time?—.

Not understanding, she looked at Topazio in front of her, thinking about his words that kept echoing. Pangs of sadness squeezed Yami's chest.

—Don't shed tears, Yami—.

-Hey?-.

Not knowing what he meant, he touched his eyes which were watering for some reason.

—Take this, this will help answer many questions you have, it's the least I can do for you—.

Handing a crystal into the palm of her hand, Topazio's silhouette disappeared, leaving Yami alone again in her room, which returned to normal, as did her clothes, all thanks to the God of Goddess.

—...this will help me understand many things—.

Yami who for some reason couldn't help but trust the words of Topazio the God of Goddess he had never met, looked at the crystal in his palm and although he didn't know how to use it, instinctively placed it on his forehead.

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Temple of the God of Gods.

Located at the center of a supergalaxy made of clusters of bi trillion small, medium and large galaxy clusters, controlled by the God of Gods.

—Why do they call me Topazio, Glori?—.

Calling out the names of the Gods of Gods, an old man approaches slowly.

—You're also interested in Fagel. Vortis has contacted ")#)($)=)=#—.

—Joo, he finally moved—.