Extra’s Rebirth: I Will Create A Good Ending For The Heroines

“C-can we please stop this perverted talk at the table?” Anya’s face visibly trembled as she tried desperately hard to hide her blush, however it was to no avail as that blush could be clearly seen by everyone sitting there.

“Okay okay, we’ll stop.” Edna sighed with a slight smile.

Anastasia looked at all of them gathered around the table, observing their interactions carefully. They were really fun to be around and genuinely enjoyable company.

The fun that she had experienced as soon as Azel came into her life could not be compared at all to whatever she had been doing for the past five centuries of her existence.

“I’m sure you understand the system now, Queen Anastasia.” Edna said formally.

Anastasia raised her hand in a gesture of dismissal. “I would prefer if we could address each other normally without titles… we have the same husband after all.”

Edna and the others nodded in agreement with that sentiment.

Anastasia sat back down on Azel’s lap, making several eyes around the table twitch with barely concealed jealousy. She settled down comfortably and leaned her back against his chest, relaxing into his chest.

‘Is this how it feels to have several people jealous of you…?’ She thought with internal satisfaction. It was a very good feeling indeed.

“The next person introducing themselves should be—”

“Oh! Me Master! Me…” Irielle raised up her hand enthusiastically and bounced slightly on her chair, making her considerable chest bounce as well.

It was pretty clear that she wanted to go next in the introduction order, and Azel nodded his permission.

“Alright, go ahead.”

“Thank you Master.” Irielle stood up and massaged her cheeks with both hands nervously before looking around at everyone. “My name is Irielle. I have no family name since I’m a commoner.”

The women at the table looked at her with confusion. In this world, even commoners had their family names passed down through generations, so why didn’t she have one?

“I don’t exactly come from this world as Master summoned me here from another realm.” She explained, and there were a lot of surprised gazes immediately pointed in her direction.

Medusa’s expression shifted to understanding… this woman was summoned through magic like the way she herself had been, and her face softened with sympathy and recognition.

Feng, who was in the living room keeping watch over the children, twitched slightly as well. She was just like him too… he had been summoned after all, pulled from his own world into this one.

The girls looked questioningly at Azel and he waved his hand dismissively.

“I’ll explain the summoning process later in detail.” He said, not wanting to derail Irielle’s introduction.

Irielle cleared her throat a bit to continue her story.

“In my world… the commoners are treated pretty badly by those in power, and nobles exert their influence with impunity. You could have a noble storm into your house and take your younger sister simply because he saw her as fitting for a slave. It was a very disgusting world to live in.” Irielle’s voice carried old bitterness. “The only way to prevent this blatant discrimination against families was to enter the military and risk your life fighting against the Demon Lord’s army that was actively attacking the whole world.”

“Demon Lord?” Medusa asked, genuinely trying to understand more about the world where Irielle had come from.

She had personally killed the Demon Lord from her own world in order to take over that realm herself.

“What’s a demon lord exactly?” Stella asked with academic interest.

She didn’t believe Irielle was lying about her origins… so she was very intrigued about this other world and even more curious about Azel’s powers now.

The fact that he could summon people from other dimensions entirely was remarkable.

The other girls also looked curious, leaning forward slightly to hear the explanation.

Irielle couldn’t help but smile at their innocent curiosity. This world truly was quite peaceful in comparison.

However, she remembered the King of the Underworld that they had just faced, who was even more vile and powerful than the Demon Lord, and she withdrew that assessment somewhat.

“You could say a demon lord is simply a very powerful demon.” Azel put it simply, trying to give a basic definition. After all, that was fundamentally what they were.

“A Demon Lord is not simply a powerful demon, Master.” Irielle said, her expression growing serious as she corrected him respectfully. “They are beings that have transcended normal limitations and achieved power that rivals gods, or so we believed in my world. When a demon accumulates enough concentrated malice and magical power over centuries of existence, they undergo a transformation that fundamentally changes their very existence. Their mana becomes so incredibly dense it warps reality around them, creating what we call a Demon Lord’s Domain… a space where their will becomes absolute law. They possess multiple elemental affinities simultaneously, regeneration capabilities that rival Master’s own abilities, and can evolve during battle itself, learning and adapting to their opponents’ techniques in real-time.”

It was like she was describing a god walking among mortals.

However, even with all these terrifying abilities, she wasn’t sure that the Demon Lord she knew could stand up to the King of the Underworld at all in direct combat. Bael’zaroth would probably just eat him casually.

“What does your world’s Demon Lord look like physically?” Medusa asked with interest.

Several cups suddenly floated gracefully onto the table as if carried by invisible hands. They were filled with orange juice and everyone looked toward Lillia in the living room, who was grinning proudly.

“It’s the orange juice left over from what Papa made earlier. Please enjoy.” She said cheerfully.

Azel gave her a thankful nod across the distance. She was really helping keep things running smoothly.

“Our Demon Lord is a man with blond hair and a perpetually smug expression on his face, as well as long twisted horns protruding from his forehead.” Irielle described, her voice growing quieter. “We successfully managed to destroy the Demon Lord in the final battle but… it took a lot of sacrifices. In my world, I am the last one remaining alive.”

The statement hung heavy in the air. Azel’s face turned a bit downcast at hearing that, and she immediately noticed his expression changing.

“Master! Don’t worry!” She waved both hands at him nervously, trying to reassure him.

“You summoned me after only a week of being alone in that devastated world and I’m forever grateful for that…” She said with a small sigh of relief. “I think I’ve said everything important about myself and my background now.”

Medusa gave her an understanding nod as she exhaled slowly.

“Well, a Demon Lord isn’t that impossibly hard to beat if you have the right power.” She said matter-of-factly. “I killed the one from my world in one attack.”

With that casual statement, it had been revealed to the other girls that Medusa was also from another world entirely, not native to this realm.

However, their opinions didn’t change about her at all… she was still a sister-wife and part of their family.

“Mind telling us about your experience in your own world?” Edna bumped shoulders with Medusa playfully, clearly interested.

Medusa’s face reddened immediately at the question.

How was she supposed to casually say she had been a tyrant that had taken over humanity in her world and ruled with an iron fist?

“No, I won’t discuss it.” She said firmly, turning her face to the right in embarrassment. Her breasts jiggled with the sudden movement.

Irielle bit her lip as she observed the dynamics. Her Master was such an interesting and capable guy for gathering various kinds of women here from different worlds and backgrounds.

It was quite an impressive feat.

“I have a question for you, Irielle.” Anya said somewhat timidly, and the women were pretty interested in what shy Anya had to ask.

She bit her lip as she looked directly at Irielle’s chest. “What are the size of your breasts, why are they so big, have you had a child or something…?”

Irielle looked down at them and they bounced slightly with the movement. She placed a thoughtful finger under her chin, trying to recall.

She swore that the armor crafter had measured her carefully before making her custom light armor for the final battle against the Demon Lord.

“Right, I remember now. I have G-cups.” Irielle stated factually. “The crafter wondered if my breasts would disturb my fighting mobility and sometimes, I have to admit I occasionally wished that these were a bit smaller for combat purposes… but as you all said, Master likes women with big breasts so at least I’m unforgettable and no, I’m still a maiden.”

She grinned as she was clearly pleased with herself and her natural advantages.

Anastasia looked down at her own breasts with a critical eye. They simply couldn’t be compared at all to Irielle’s impressive size then she stepped deliberately on Azel’s foot under the table.

“Perverted man.” She muttered under her breath with mock annoyance.

Azel winced at the sudden pain, wondering what exactly got them to this situation where he was being punished.

“Alright, Irielle. You can sit down now, thank you for sharing that information with all of us.” He said with a warm smile that made her heart skip a beat noticeably.

“Hold on Master… I have one more question.” She said with pursed lips and looked around the table. “How are we going to sleep with Master? What’s the arrangement?”

That simple question made several girls blush deeply at the table and Edna looked up thoughtfully.

“I thought we already talked about the rotation… Oh, you mean just sleeping? Not the other thing?”

“Yes, sleeping on the same bed with him normally. Should we take turns or what’s the system?”

That was actually a very good question that needed addressing, and the girls pondered on it quite seriously before coming to a workable answer.

“We can play a game to decide… yes, all of us can play Rock-Paper-Scissors each night to decide who will sleep with him.” Edna proposed. “It’s fair and random.”

There were hums of agreement all over the table at this simple solution.

Azel looked over at Stella and even she looked riled up and competitive about this. He couldn’t help but wonder who would win tonight’s game.

He looked to Lorraine next and she was already staring at him intensely.

She had already positioned her hand in a way that showed she had full focus locked on his face, studying him like prey… It was kind of creepy honestly.

‘But at least she’s gotten over her trauma… a lot.’ Azel thought with some relief.

The reports had been piled up on his bed and Edna had let him read through them. Lorraine was doing considerably better than before and could even use her magic freely now.

She had even participated in several kills of the remnant skeleton monsters after the red sky had receded.

“Next person.” He said to continue the introductions.

Mynes stood up gracefully, her hair swaying beautifully as she rose. She wasn’t as impressively blessed as Irielle in the chest department, but her body was like that of her mother Stella’s… it was perfectly proportioned and elegant.

Mynes pulled back her hair with one hand nervously.

“I’m Mynes Duvraine and while I’m not officially married to Azel yet, we still have a very deep emotional connection…” Mynes said and smiled. “I was his professor when the Academy was still open and operating. So uhm… I forgot what I wanted to say next.”

She was clearly shy and embarrassed at being the center of attention. However, Edna gave her an encouraging smile.

“Mynes, right? Don’t be shy about anything… all of us are in the same boat here. This bastard barely knows how to properly treat a woman romantically so don’t mind his awkwardness.” She said while sliding a book across the table.

It hit Mynes’s cup slightly, making it shift. She raised the book and saw a very erotic cover illustration.

“I’ve recommended that book to all the girls already… you should try reading it. It has peak snu-snu scenes and very educational techniques…”

“Oi, are you seriously distributing pornography at the family meeting table?” Azel’s eye twitched in disbelief at how shameless this was then he looked at the children in the living room who had obediently closed their eyes when the adult conversation started getting inappropriate.

“All of you can go play outside now. Feng… watch over them carefully.” He instructed.

They filed outside, giving Azel and the women complete liberty to talk however they pleased now without worrying about corrupting the children.

Mynes’s cheeks turned completely red as she looked at the erotic book on the table and picked it up with trembling hands.

“I’ve actually read this one… this one is absolute peak literature.” She admitted while pulling out a book from her own storage ring and pushing it across to Edna.

Edna looked at the cover and smiled lewdly with obvious appreciation.

“I’ve read this one too… let me show you my full collection, we can trade.” She said excitedly and suddenly on the ground next to the table, a mountain of pornographic books appeared from her storage ring, spilling out in a massive pile.

They had somehow managed to turn the serious family meeting into an impromptu porn distribution and trading event.