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Having completed the mission that had been obtained for him in it [small world], now traveling alone in the space-time tunnel to the new world where he will live, [Planet World].
-Ahh, I never expected that from the small world. Being able to block my perception of the imprint I left on Rinka-chan. It was a valuable experience, staying for a whole month. Although I didn't lie to her about almost anything, and because of me, her family and friends treated her with indifference, but it was all for the greater good. Now I won't have to worry about her getting raped by an old man in this [planet world], but just in case I should let those two girls practice some martial arts, so they'll protect themselves while I'm gone-.
Having fun, talking to himself, imagining the future, he said.
—But for now, let's look at my reward.
[Congratulations on completing the mission]: Save her from that fateful day and make her your adoptive little sister, taking away her affection from her brother without her realizing it.
You have managed to become his second follower. [Warning! Your closest followers may be in danger and as a Hentai God you should not have weak and pretty women, your duty is to have pretty and strong women who will earn respect, being the only ones who will have your affection, that's why the system will give you a {Lunar Body Art} Cost H: 15.0000 [accept/deny]
Eagerly awaiting his reward, Javier's triumphant smile froze and he began to tremble, not believing what the notification said.
—What's up with this? I didn't even get any reward for Rinka-chan and she wants to take more points from me... What do I do? Should I accept or not... Ahhh, it's better to be safe than sorry!! [I accept]—.
[Hentai God now that you have decided to go to the [Planet world] I will tell you the details that every God needs to know before entering and how it will be a little longer than the other trips, I will begin to explain.
First: He [planet world] that you have set out to enter is no different from the earth that you know.
Second: In this dimension there are gods with their own rules apart from the human world.
Third: The existence of hollow or pocket worlds is proportional to the level of the strongest resident of the [planet world]. You, the Hentai God, have been prohibited from displaying or letting out your true strength. Should God fail to comply with this rule, punishment will be incurred.
Fourth: For the hentai god's convenience, he has been given an alibi for his life. Be wise when concluding your story.
Fifth: The magical energy system is unique, I already know its root in all unimaginable universes, multiverses and microverses, where the core prevails.
—Any questions, hentai God—.
—What core are you referring to?—.
—The Core Gods are like the one you have and the other Gods have—.
—Does that mean there is a faction of Gods that has no core and that opposes us?—.
—Yes. But it's not something the Hentai God should worry about, since it wouldn't be of any use given his level and experience.
—I understand… Do you know how to get the soul system from my hentai core?—.
—The questions are over. I wish you a safe journey.
-Waiting!...-.
Before he could take any action, Javier felt the question system go away at the same time the door to the [planet world] opened.
"Why does the God of Gods keep helping me? I'm sure it was either her or him. Shit, I don't even know what gender it is because their voice was so magical and there were two figures: a woman and a man who introduced themselves as the God of Gods."
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Unable to ignore that the greatest existence, the pinnacle of the Core Gods, had helped him twice; once he didn't know who he was, but the second time he already knew where the help came from.
I closed my eyes as I felt the light increase in intensity as I crossed the time-space tunnel. Sensing something very different from what had happened upon arrival, I opened my eyes and saw asphalt, lampposts, walls dividing the houses from the outside, a blue sky, and windy weather that heralded spring.
—Where am I?... It seems like it's 1 or 2 in the afternoon, mmm, I know I'm in Japan, but where?—.
He muttered to himself, leaving the alley that barely fit a small vehicle.
—The signs don't mean anything to me... let's take a taxi—.
Deciding that all he could see around him were some candy stores, a barbershop, and a beauty salon, and not being able to extract any relevant information, he took a taxi straight to the library.
Between conversations with the taxi driver, Javier learned of a good hotel and its location: Chiba Prefecture, Azumi City.
{Author's note: Azumi City does not exist in a fictional location like this novel.}
After staying until the library closed, Javier understood the world he lived in.
—Here is the key to room 344, floor 6. Enjoy your stay.—
-Thank you-.
He went up to the sixth floor of the hotel, where he would stay for a few days. Javier turned on the air conditioning and went to bed.
—Fuuuu, thanks to asking the taxi driver, I know where I am. I found a good hotel to stay in until I find a house. Now it's time to build my alibi, thanks to researching the latest airline incidents to create it... Another thing that hasn't changed much as far as I know is the history of humanity, like the First and Second World Wars... When he died it was February 9, 2018, but today is March 22, 2028, that's a 10-year difference.
Muttering to himself as he typed the alibi into the system that the God of Gods had left behind, Javier, after finishing, called room service to go bathe in a foam-filled tub.
{March 25, 2028}
—Ahahaha, I already have my papers in order, a bank account abroad and another local one, it's time to look for a house—.
Taking three days to get everything he needed, Javier, wearing jeans, a plaid shirt, and casual shoes, stands in front of a real estate office.
—Welcome, come in, I'll help you!—.
Received with a warm welcome from a young man who couldn't be more than 25 years old, Javier said.
—Hi, I'm looking for a big house. Do you have one?—
—Of course, my name is Yajima Key, I'm the one who will be serving you, please take a seat and tell me what specifications you want, apart from being large—.
—Nice to meet you, Javier Valderrama… big, lots of rooms, Victorian style, something like that, you have something.
—Mmmmm, I'm so sorry, but a big, old-fashioned Western-style house…—.
—Why don't you show him that house in sector f 49?—.
Intervening on an older man who remained healthy and well-built, giving him a gentlemanly aura, which was confirmed by the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
—But that house is—.
—Oh, they've got something good. What's going on, is it located on bad land, gangs?—
—House F 49 is an old house that has been remodeled several times. The last owner remodeled it to become a luxury hotel away from the city. It has 300 rooms with their own bathrooms, 25 public restrooms, a swimming pool, a bar, a dining room, a spa, a laundry room, a gym, a kitchen, a library, a dance floor, and a games area.
—That sounds big. The location?—
—It's just outside the city, we can go right away if you don't have anything to—.
-Come on-.
Enthusiastic enough to interrupt Yajima, who let him pass with a professional smile, he pulled a sheet of paper from his desk.
—Let me prepare, while I can fill out this application with your personal information.
—Okay—.
"This Yajima key, it's clear this isn't his first job. He's diligent and well-behaved. Hmph, if he had joined the company where this guy works, he'd only be able to maintain that neat appearance for a month."
With those envious thoughts, Javier finished filling out the application, and the two of them left in the company car.
—The city is beautiful, there are many green areas within the city.
—Is this your first time in Azumi City or have you been here before?
—The first time, I've been to Japan before, but never to stay alone on a trip with the family, my acquaintances recommended it to me because of its tranquility.
—That's what characterizes this city, its tranquility, green areas, but the constant growth of businesses, although it doesn't compare to Tokyo.
—Tokyo is too crowded and full of its own peculiarities and very noisy, I would prefer to come to a quieter place—.
—... Excuse my intrusion, but you're not too young to want to retreat.
—A lot of things have happened to me in my short life…—.
-And seriously, things happened to me that I never expected, just like becoming a God.
—...a year ago my family died in a plane crash—.
—My deepest condolences—.
Turning into an awkward atmosphere by touching on a sensitive topic, Yajima turns on the radio.
(In other news, just a few hours ago, a fatal car accident was reported on Route 291 in Kawasaki City, Yokohama Prefecture.)
(This would be the head of one of the leading military manufacturing companies for Japan, where Imube Toriko and his wife Imube Nanaki were both deceased. Also present in the tragic accident were their two daughters, Imube Nene, just 9 years old, and the youngest, Imube Miki, 14 years old.)
(It should be reiterated that both girls have a reserved prognosis due to the severity of their injuries; their health status is unknown.)
Turning off the radio upon hearing the tragic car accident, when Javier's death had barely been mentioned in his family's conversation, Yajima, doing her best to maintain her crumbling smile, tried to change the subject.
—Cough… The house is known to have been built during the Ansen era, between 1856 and 1859, when a significant Western influence began to enter Japan. Commodore Matthew Perry's American ships had arrived in 1954, marking the end of the Edo period. The land then passed to many people, continuing until the present day. Of the last owner, we only have the surname, Nayaka.
—Mmm, he knows a lot—.
—Hehehe, it's a natural part of my line of work. As you can see, this area is wooded. About five kilometers of road until you reach the city. The closest you'll get to a store is the gas station we passed.
—Yes, it's far from the city, but I like it because it's in the woods.
—The land is four square kilometers, the house is located in the middle of the land, in the back runs a crystal-clear river where residents can go to enjoy nature—.
—How big is the house?—.
—... The house design is like an H, 600 meters wide and 850 meters long—.
-An H, coincidence… I don't think so, I mean, what are the chances that the first and only house that exists with my demand to gather an immense harem of bishoujo away from the city!-.
—Look, here's the road to the property—.
Entering the fork in the dirt road, on both sides all you could see was nature, leaving behind the noise of cars until you saw a rusty fence.
—This is the perimeter where the land begins, as you can see, it's made of a strong stone wall, although there are sections where tree roots have caused them to lean.
—Hhhh, how much does this wall cover?—.
—Two thousand five hundred square meters, the rest is forest—.
Yajima replied, getting out of the car and opening the door.
Seeing the imposing mansion, demonstrating its longevity, that nature has not been able to invade or diminish its strong pillars.
Entering the property, the road still dirt, all Javier saw was the tall bush that reached the car sales floor.
—No maintenance has been done—.
—Hahaha, one of the reasons why no one wants it is because of its large land that needs to be cared for by at least 50 people—.
—It's understandable, just by looking at the scale, the expense is no joke.
—We're here... I have the floor plan of the house... As you can see, the Victorian architecture still remains. The turrets on the second floor have an asymmetrical design, somewhere between Gothic and Japanese culture.
—How many tickets does it have?—.
—Three, one on each wing, and this is the main one—.
Staring at the entrance, which was once solid and of quality, is now discolored and dilapidated by moths.
—The repair will cost me the same as the price of the land.
—Hahaha, you don't have to worry about the price, you'll get a big discount, since no one has wanted this property.
—Oh, that's music to any shopper's ears. We looked.
—Oh, sure, sure, I have the keys to the entrance here.
Reflecting on how things were going in the Victorian-style western mansion, Javier saw a shadow in one of the second-floor windows, drawing attention like nothing he'd ever felt before, feeling his chest heat up and emotion form a lump in his throat.
—Is something wrong?—.
—N-no, let's go in—.
Upon first glance, the first thing you notice is the creaking of floorboards that needed replacing and the old architecture of the wooden railings on both sides of the stairs. You also couldn't help but notice the faded wallpaper sticking out from the walls.
—This is the main hall, the stairs are of the "Y" type that continues ascending, since this way the dome shape would be appreciated, in the middle is a crystal chandelier—.
—I see, it wouldn't look bad, at that time—.
—There are three doors on each side. The middle one leads to the hallway, and the two doors at the back are the library and a movie theater. I didn't tell you, but the left wing is for recreation, and the right wing is more social.
—I understand, let's go to the right, there's the kitchen and laundry room, right?
—So this way, oh, by the way, this way you go to the dining room.
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I've been visiting this place since I saw the light, though I think it's been much longer. When did it arrive? They're always invading this place and changing things. Something grows inside me, and the place is abandoned; that's happened several times. That iron thing—every time it turns, those two-legged beings come inside, making a noisy thing. Although they don't change in appearance, there's always a change in their silhouette.
It's been several hundred moons since those two-legged beings came, the only ones were the four-legged ones, but again the iron thing opened and the frightful noise came.
Watching them emerge from that noisy machine, the beings do not change and what grows inside me fills me, wanting to vent to them.
Shaking!
Shaking my surroundings to vent my frustrations about these humble, crawling creatures that will serve as mops, I notice one of those hooves staring at me, but I pay no attention to it.
Moving as I sensed they had entered my home, I watched them from a corner doing what I always do and which scares everyone.
But that being, with a smile, calms the other being and turns around looking at me with happiness.
I don't understand.
—It can be done… We have to make a change… Pipes… electricity… How long…?—.
—Mr. Javier… in a few… we would have it…. What do you think…?—.
—I don't care… Money… I want this…—.
It seems that smiling creature wants my home. But I won't let it.
—Yeah… second…—.
-Come on…-.
Returning to the grand entrance, the two of them go upstairs and part ways. Time to show that smiling creature off!
Entering my personal lair, I see everything happy standing where I always keep watch.
—Hehehe, you've been following us all morning and we can finally be alone, ghost-chan.
For some reason I can understand what this smiling being is telling me.