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Chapter 335: Chapter 331 ~ Heaven’s System

Heaven’s system was unlike anything conceived by mortal imagination. It was beyond even Yuuji’s imagination and expectation.

The sacred construct woven from pure providence and omniscient light... It monitored every mont of every living being on the planet.

Every breath taken, every sin committed, every act of kindness, every quiet hope whispered in solitude... all of it existed within the system’s radiant sight.

It observed beliefs, morals, virtues, characters, desires, and dreams. It understood the nuances of a person’s heart more deeply than even the person themselves.

Not even the dead were beyond its reach; souls lingering in the afterlife, those awaiting reincarnation, and even the faintest remnants of spiritual energy were all recorded within the vast, eternal scripture that God had created for His children.

From this inexhaustible wellspring of knowledge, Heaven dispensed blessings and miracles with divine impartiality.

And when necessary, it delivered judgent with the sa fairness and love in hopes to lead the wandering back into the right path.

Such an all-encompassing, impossibly advanced system—far beyond any mortal logic or artificial construct—should have been utterly incomprehensible. Even Yuuji, endowed with monstrous intelligence, realized almost imdiately that fully grasping it was impossible in the short term.

Even Michael—the eldest Seraph, God’s chosen right hand, created with a mind sharper than the sword he wielded—had never been able to completely master the system. Heaven itself was a testant to God’s unfathomable genius; no created being could replicate its brilliance.

And yet...

Thanks to Yuuji’s [Programming Proficiency], his hyper-accelerated learning, his overwhelming intelligence, and his familiarity with both magical and technological systems, he managed to began gleaning a few things—tiny fragnts of understanding that opened the door into a divine architecture no mortal should ever touch.

Even then, gaining access was another matter entirely.

To even interface with the system, he had to assu his angelic form.

After all, the system God created was designed only for the Seraphim—beings born from His light, shaped by His intentions. Yuuji, not being one of God’s created children, felt the system resist him the mont he attempted to enter it.

A divine firewall. A rejection of anything that did not carry the Creator’s signature.

Only when he poured his magic into the system to forcibly synchronize with it did sothing strange occur.

The system paused.

Recognized him.

First, it detected his race—[Descendant of First Light].

Then his titles—[Champion of the First Light], [World Guardian], [True Light].

And suddenly... the resistance vanished.

Instead, the system welcod him.

As though it had found a missing piece.

As though it regarded him not simply as "compatible" but as a rightful heir. Or perhaps—even more shockingly—as a reincarnation or successor of the God who created it.

Yuuji, for the first ti in quite a while, was genuinely stunned.

This Descendant of First Light race... the power he gained during Satoru and Albedo’s world quest...

The more he learned, the more he realized it was sothing far beyond the boundaries of a single world.

It was a power that seed to transcend realities, linking worlds, dinsions, and even the Multiverse Group Chat itself.

But to think it would be recognized by God’s own system... and treated as a divine lineage?

That was unexpected.

Does the God of the Bible have a connection to the First Light...?

Yuuji shook the thought away.

’Focus. I can theorize later.’

He steeled himself and imrsed deeper into the flow of divine information.

anwhile, Michael, Gabriel, and Uriel stepped into the sacred chamber where their Father once managed the system.

The mont they entered, they froze—breath caught in their throats.

For an instant, they saw Him.

A figure surrounded by thousands of floating golden screens filled with divine script, bathed in warm radiance that embraced the entire chamber.

The silhouette sitting before the system looked exactly like the Father they had once known—calm, dignified, all-knowing.

But the illusion broke in the next heartbeat.

It wasn’t their Father. It was Yuuji.

But not the Yuuji they knew.

He now stood in a divine form—radiant and overwhelming.

Long white-and-gold hair cascaded down his back, glowing softly like woven starlight.

Behind him unfurled twelve majestic white wings, each feather shimring with divine light.

His attire was a pristine white-gold formal suit adorned with intricate embroidery, holy chains, and shimring jewels befitting a celestial sovereign.

And upon his head rested a golden halo—not the taphorical symbol of sainthood mortals imagined, but a true divine halo, the sa kind that once adorned their Father.

A symbol of authority, creation, and absolute light.

"Fa...ther..."

Gabriel’s hands trembled. Tears welled in her eyes—mories of her Father flooding her heart, mingling with awe for the man before her.

Michael and Uriel stood speechless, shock turning their breath to ice.

It was not simply that Yuuji resembled their Father in this form...

It was that he wielded the system—their Father’s system—with a fluency that they themselves had taken centuries to achieve.

"Brother..." Uriel whispered, voice trembling.

"He is... even more extraordinary than we imagined."

Michael nodded slowly, eyes unable to leave the radiant figure before him.

"Indeed... He far surpasses every expectation I had."

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While Yuuji remained in Heaven for the night, Aika and the others returned to their estate.

The mont they stepped through the portal, C.C. stretched her arms above her head with a languid groan.

"Nnghh... Finally ho." She rolled her shoulders, green hair swaying with the motion. "I’m heading to the hot springs."

Without waiting for anyone else, she strolled off toward the baths.

"I have a eting with Estelle," Albedo said, straightening her posture with her usual dignified grace. "So I will excuse myself. Aika, if you would?"

"Oh, sure~ Here you go~"

Aika waved her hand, and a shimring [Gate] unfolded before them, its edges glowing gently. Albedo offered a serene smile before stepping through, her heels clicking softly against the ground until she disappeared into the portal.

Lelouch, Tatsuya, and Satoru also dispersed shortly after.

Tatsuya returned to his workshop, eager to continue working on his CAD and his newest projects. Thanks to Yuuji and the Linked Horizon channels, he now had access to the most advanced supercomputer available in this world.

Of course, by his world’s standards, it was practically a fossil—laughably outdated. But Yuuji’s AI, Ai, made up for the technological gap. With her assistance, Tatsuya could at least maintain his devices and perform the bare minimum research.

Satoru, on the other hand, slipped out of the estate entirely.

No mask, no air purifier, no suffocating precautions.

Just him, casually taking a nightti stroll through the quiet city streets, basking in the novelty of breathing clean air and watching the world around him with relaxed amusent.

Lelouch retired to his room with his usual composed grace—no doubt to either gather new intelligence or unwind alone with a quiet ga of chess.

Once the n had gone, Aika looked to the remaining girls.

"Erika-chan, Xenovia-chan~ Are you two going to train? If not, let’s join C.C. and take a bath together~"

"Sure, I’ll join you," Erika replied before turning to Xenovia. "What about you, Xenovia?"

Xenovia hesitated—only for a mont. Then, as though reaffirming her resolve, she clenched her fists and nodded sharply.

"I will be doing my daily training. Please go ahead without ."

Aika smiled brightly, while Erika gave her a gentle, helpless look.

"Okay~ Just don’t overdo it, alright? We’ll cheer for you~!"

"Rember, resting is also a part of training," Erika reminded her. "Your muscles won’t grow if you never let them recover."

"Yes! I’ll keep that in mind!"

With that, Aika and Erika made their way to the baths, while Xenovia headed toward the training grounds.

Aika giggled lightly.

"Such a hard worker, huh~ Fufufu~"

"She really is," Erika agreed, a small smile tugging at her lips.

Inwardly, the two shared the sa conclusion: Xenovia’s determination, humility, and relentless drive had marked yet another point in her favor—a silent approval in their hearts as one of Yuuji’s future wives.

Although Aika welcod beautiful girls into their shared life, not just anyone could stand beside Yuuji.

She was his wife. She had a duty—to judge who was worthy of standing beside him.

A pretty face ant nothing if the heart behind it lacked sincerity.

Only won who loved Yuuji for who he truly was—not his strength, not his fa—were allowed into that precious space.

Xenovia had proven that.

She worked tirelessly to improve herself—not to cling to him, not to rely on his strength, but to earn the right to stand beside him as his equal, his partner, his support.

Erika, C.C., Albedo, Karen, Mayumi, Rias, Akeno—they all agreed.

Just as Yuuji poured his heart into loving and protecting them, they would love him just as fiercely in return. Each of them, in their own way, would protect him—emotionally, spiritually, physically, intimately.

Xenovia had passed the unspoken test.

That was why Albedo—normally strict and territorial—had no objections to her staying at the estate.

Aika’s playful grin widened.

"Fufufu~ I can’t wait to see what she’ll look like as a succubus~ Will her boobs get bigger? Or maybe her thighs~? Or maybe her cute butt will—"

"You..." Erika sighed, rubbing her forehead.

But she couldn’t deny she was curious too—albeit for very different reasons.

She wondered how Xenovia’s strength would change.

Her compatibility with mana.

Her combat adaptability.

Then a thought struck her, and she frowned.

"But... if she becos a succubus, will she still be able to wield a holy sword?"

Aika humd, tapping her chin.

"Hmm... maybe~? But it’d be a sha if she couldn’t use Durandal anymore."

Erika entered a thoughtful silence, only for Aika to suddenly gasp.

"Ah! That’s right! Hubby can turn people into Angels or Devils, can’t he? If we make Xenovia an Angel, she’d get stronger and still be able to wield holy swords!"

Erika nodded approvingly.

"That does sound like a better idea. Let’s ask Yuuji when he gets back."

"Mhm~!" Aika chid, already imagining Xenovia’s transford appearance.

Just then, Aika’s phone chid softly.

"Hm?" She tilted her head and reached into the pocket of her skirt, pulling out her phone.

The screen lit up as she unlocked it, and her eyebrows rose slightly.

"It’s a ssage from Akeno-chan."

Erika leaned closer. "What does she say?"

Aika read the ssage aloud.

[Aika-chan. For our plans tomorrow, would it be alright if I brought my mother along?

As you know, she just returned, and although her health is stable, I’d feel better if she stayed close to .

I’d also like to introduce her to everyone... and let her see the estate.]

Erika blinked. "Oh? Akeno’s mother?"

Aika nodded eagerly. "Mm! She’s asking if it’s okay for her to bring her."

"Why not?" Erika said with a gentle smile.

"It’s perfectly fine. She’s family to Akeno. And honestly, I’m curious about her."

Aika giggled lightly.

"Uhn~

too! I want to et her as well!"

With a bright smile, she typed her reply—her fingers tapping the screen rapidly.

Her ssage back was enthusiastic, warm, and full of Aika’s characteristic bubbly energy.

A resounding yes, with an extra sparkle of excitent.

As she hit send, she humd happily, already imagining eting Shuri Hijima for the first ti—and how she might react to the estate.

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