A Cliché Multiverse Story

I sat on the bed and flipped open the Grimoire of Solomon. The rows of texts here matched no language I ever encountered.

(My love needs to see it with the glasses you bought back in the school.)

Shit! I forgot about those glasses! They must be in my pants.

*knock!* *knock!*

"Asahi-kun, can I come in?"

"Sure."

Shiori approached me with her usual calm smile. Stopping before me, she took my hand and placed something.

"I found them while washing clothes."

The item I bought for 150 KP! 

"Thanks, Shiori, you are a lifesaver."

She accepted my gratitude with a smile and pointed at Saya dozing off on the bed.

"Saya-chan suffered quite a terrible loss."

"That's a given. I wouldn't seek a harem if I can't satisfy everyone."

"A fair point." She sat beside me and stared at the open Grimoire. "What is this?"

I replaced her glasses with my artifact. The black sunglasses suited her rather well.

"Try to read."

"Why not." She agreed and tried to recite the first line. "The Archangel Micha— ungh!"

She clutched her head with a pained expression. I closed the book and patted her head.

"I am fine. But what is with this cursed book?"

"Goddess Klyscha gave me this Grimoire."

She nodded and asked an unexpected question, "Now that I think about it, we are living here like the apocalypse never happened…"

While continuing patting her head, I coaxed, "This mentality is better suited for survival. Always staying on the edge won't help anyone."

Well, I came here for a chaotic vacation.

(Fufu.)

Shiori closed her eyes and purred like a cat.

So cute…

Her expression sunk in complete bliss.

After having my fill of cuteness, I let her go. Otherwise, it might go on until night.

She came to her senses and yawned with teary eyes.

"That was good. Let's do it again later. Right now I need to help others."

She kissed my lips and trotted out of the room.

[—Shiori Busujima: Affection +4]

[—You learned a new skill 'Head-patting']

[—Head-patting (F-Rank): Grants a calming and blissful effect when touching the head of someone.]

Okay…

Too tired to retort, I put on the sunglasses, opened the book, and focused. The unreadable text became clear. The not-so-story of summoning demons fascinated me. I kept reading through the pages until my head started buzzing.

(Don't try more. Even high humans have a limit to how much they can read God's language.)

[—You learned a new skill 'God's language']

[—God's language (F-Rank): Reduces the strain when reading the language of Gods. The effect varies according to rank.]

[—You learned a new skill 'Gift of Tongues']

[—Gift of Tongues (E-Rank): Possessing an unnatural talent in reading, the user can understand any human language.]

Another two op skills. Today sure is a lucky day…

After shutting the Grimoire, I noticed Saya sitting beside me.

"What's up?"

"Nothing…"

I poked her cheeks. "How is your body?"

She sat there, staring intently at the Grimoire. "I'm fine after certain someone rocked my world for hours… Anyway, what's this?"

"A Grimoire. I will tell you later. I need to do some work or people will call me a lazy leader."

"There is nothing left for you to do there except flirting with girls."

"I take pride in that job!"

Grinning, I strut through the door, leaving a speechless Saya and Shizuka feigning sleep. No matter what you try woman, I will prevail through the incest route!

On my way, I met Komuro and Kohta, who led me to the room with a safe. Rika stored her weapons here if I am correct. With little to no effort, we pried open the safe and fresh smell of gunpowder greeted us.

Three guns — a sniper rifle, a shotgun, and a semi-automatic assault rifle.

Kohta grinned like a virgin man who saw a woman dancing naked before him. The military otaku then went on and on about the weapons which I purposefully ignored.

I slipped out of there with a random excuse and met a bubbly Alice and her dog accompanied by a middle-aged man, presumably her father. We exchanged some greetings while I patted her head.

Yep, I'm not gonna take this girl with me. She is better off here than wandering between cities.

As I left her, someone unexpected stopped me. 

"Do you have a problem, Nao?" I asked as she took my hand and pulled me toward the same balcony.

Why here of all places?

She glanced at me before looking at the corpses lying all across the street. "Marikawa-kun, can I request something?"

I could guess what she wanted. But, I won't be me if I voiced it out.

"Go ahead."

"Can you take me and Aiko with you?" She sighed. "I don't feel comfortable with men after that and this place is full of men."

The trash left her traumatized. Does that mean she sees me as anything but a man?

"Then why me?"

"Because I don't feel that with Mari…" She looked up, her tight white shirt tightened further, giving the full shape of her massive boobs. "Asahi-kun, I think I can trust you."

Oi, your boobs— trust in me is heavy! I might go horny and fuck your brains out someday!

Glasses onee-sans were always on my list. So I couldn't reject her. However, I needed a small reason to take her with me or the passionate Saya would explode.

"Can you use guns or any other weapon?"

She shook her head. "I can't use any weapon but I can do this." She aimed her finger at me and *swiish!* a cold breeze hit my cheeks.

A wind mage!