...I really need to stop trying fate on this bitch.
Letting out a monuntal sigh, I sit on the edge of a nearby sofa, staring at my bishop as I ask, "It was sothing to do with my soul, wasn't it?"
She nods in a slightly unsure movent.
"Y-yes it looked like, how am I supposed to put it unnatural? As if it wasn't sothing that would normally exist."
...Crap and then additional crap.
Slumping onto the bench like a sack of rocks, Valerie slowly joins , tucking her legs under her, and I have the head to order her to wear sothing less provocative.
God only knows I need every kind of concentration and intelligence I can muster right now.
Carefully formulating my next question, I ask, "And what is it in my soul that didn't feel natural?"
The Dhampir changes uncomfortably before answering quickly: "I ... I can hear voices at so point to use my Sacred Gear ... and so of them are too far away, as if they spoke through many universes and unimaginable depths of space. His soul sounded and sounded a lot like theirs... and yet it was also so close. I... I don't know how to describe it anymore."
My preoccupation with the current situation is abruptly dismissed, while his confession opens up a new branch of 'oh shit'.
"Can you hear voices!? They're not forcing you to do anything, are they? To make decisions or choices you wouldn't normally make?"
She blinks once in obvious surprise before frantically waving her hands back and forth.
"Oh, none of that! I an, sure, so of the voices can be a bit rude or insistent... but it's a simple matter of tuning in or ignoring them."
Her face turns a light shade of red, fingers shyly poking together.
"And, well... the emotions and feelings I get from all of you through help a lot, acting like... like a beacon, almost when the voices get insistent or cacophonous."
I let out a shuddering sigh of relief, worried that using the [ Sephiroth Graal] has already beco too much for the Dhampir.
Okay, I'll take your word for it... but rember that previous users of [ Sephiroth Graal] have occasionally gone mad due to other souls and lives you can communicate with, don't be afraid to tell us if things get a little overwhelming, ok?"
A pure, uncomplicated smile crosses her doll face as she leans forward and places a quick kiss on my cheek, all glee as she replies, "I'll do it, you're so sweet to worry about ~!"
Easy, Gilgash... we're still in the middle of a conversation here.
So of Valerie's glee evaporates when she gets back to the main topic, also pissing off my mood.
"So are you from this world?"
Screw this.
And I suck at telling big lies. Little things? I am your man. I could convince the teacher that my friend's dog that didn't exist actually ate his howork, explain why I was late for class, think of an excuse for not going out last night and getting a good grade on the exam. . a test I didn't do that well.
But so do I have to lie about a relative's health, or explain why soone is breaking up with soone else?
Forget it, I have all the deceptive talents of a little kid with his hand in the cookie jar.
There's no way I can get a quick one now that I've been exposed...
...
There's still an ice ball forming in the mouth of my gut that I have no control over.
"If... if this is such a sensitive subject, Gilgash, you need not tell ..."
Valerie's hesitant question seals the deal for .
"No, you deserve to knowok, since you've clearly read all sorts of manga and other crap like thatare you familiar with the whole, transported to another world?"
"Oh, you an 'Isekai'?"
"Ummsure? Well, to make a long story shortI'm practically from another world, as you guessed it."
Valerie is quiet long enough to make worry.
- and then a cry of joy almost deafens at the ti.
"Oh my god so are you an alien?!"
"Wait, what the fuck is this? How did you interpret this as being a-"
"So how much of this prophecy was really true?"
She flashes a smile, causing to shiver.
"everything about saving the world is truebut the rest was a total lie. I was just worried that you thought I was absolutely nuts for suddenly opening up with 'hey, I'm a guy from the other world, co help save this one'."
The Dhampir wisely nods before giving a curious look.
"Who were you in your previous world, Gilgash?"
That particular question makes snort.
"Soone who was just as bland but no less unique than anyone else. I had my own ups and downs, my own trials and tribulationsbut at the end of the day, I was like any other human. one day I died and so goddesses of fate said they wanted to make so changes to the way things were going to happen in this world. The rest is history. They gave my powers and sent to this world."
Valerie seems transfixed by my tale... until she abruptly looks uncomfortable, asking hesitantly, "So... so where do we fit in? Will you leave us and go back to your own world once your task is complete?"
"What? Hell no! For starters, I'm enjoying having a real purpose here, having a task that will really an sothing. And more than that, I don't want to leave you. Any of you."
It puts her at ease, leaning her head on my shoulder - flooding my nostrils with the scent of freshly washed hair and skin - as she responds with relief.
"Why do you look so okay with what I did?
"...I would bring an artificial and genuine happiness to a natural and aimless existence any day. Because that's what I had before you and Enkidu rescued . A loveless family who saw as resources to be used when convenient... or unworthy slaves who are not so good at expressing an opinion... "
Acting more on instinct than conscious thought at this point, I pull the young woman into an emotional embrace, stroking her hair as I let out a long, strained breath I'd been unconsciously holding.
"I think I might be the luckiest man in the world, having soone as understanding as you as one of my partners."
She snuggles into my embrace, now looking much happier as she laughs lightly.
"Oh my God, what a flattery~..."
"No flattery involved, just truth."
She lightly licks my neck, her pointed canines brushing my skin, and just like that, I'm suddenly reminded that there's an incredibly attractive woman dressed in an incredibly provocative outfit practically straddling my lap, nibbling on my jugular.
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