Chapter 12: The Third Heroine Was Off the Charts—In More Ways Than One
Among the three heroines depicted on the game's box art, she was the most distinct.
While Elise and Clarice wore the academy uniform, she wore a provocative outfit based on a micro-bikini. While Elise and Clarice had glowing, pale skin, she had a lustful, sun-kissed tan. While Elise and Clarice had expressions of shame or regret, she had the melted face of someone lost in pleasure.
And while Elise and Clarice were girls, she was a mature, adult woman.
Even for a "variant" character, wasn't this a bit much? That was my first impression. But then, I noticed something. This tanned woman with white hair... she looked a bit like the black-haired beauty, Elise.
At the time, I had no way of knowing. I had no idea they were the exact same person.
"Ha!" Her battle cry echoed through the room.
I dodged her knife-hand strike and analyzed the situation. Lumiere was reading the room perfectly—she had already cast a barrier spell. Thanks to her, no sound from our room would leak outside. In that case...
"Pardon me."
As the woman launched into a fierce physical assault, I delivered a counter-blow. I aimed right for her solar plexus—a solid belly punch.
"Gwah—!?"
Elise (Future version) doubled over in agony. I looked down at her and spoke in a calm, flat voice.
"Miss Elise... no, that’s confusing. Let’s call you Miss Elie."
"...!? You... you dare call me by a nickname...!?" There was a hint of joy mixed in with her shock... but I ignored it.
"As you suspected, I am a different person from the man in your memories. In that regard, I suppose you’re disappointed, having come all this way from the far future."
Yes, she was Elise, but she wasn't our Elise. She was a version of Elise from a future where she had followed a specific route.
"Th-That’s right! You aren't the Master I know—"
"However," I interrupted. "It might be possible for me to become the Master you desire."
Elie looked at me with a suspicious expression. "Wh-What are you talking about!?"
"For certain reasons, I know everything about you. Every detail. Therefore... I suspect I can satisfy you even more than the Alvart Zesphiria you know."
"A-Are you telling me to betray my Master!? Don't screw with me!"
Elie shouted and lunged at me again. I engaged her in another round of hand-to-hand combat.
"The man in your memories was poor at close-quarters combat," I said. "However, I am different."
The combat power granted to me by the Administrator covered melee fighting as well. I easily dodged her strike, circled behind her—and gave her dark-skinned rear a resounding slap.
A loud, sharp smack echoed through the room.
"N-Nhaaaahn! ♥" A lustful moan spilled from Elie’s lips.
"Heh...♥ N-Not yet...♥"
She came at me again in a straight line, which meant the next exchange ended exactly the same way.
"N-Ooooohhh! ♥"
My palm connected with her thick, fleshy butt.
"O-Hoooohhh! ♥"
Her dark cheeks wobbled from the impact.
"I-I’m... gi-yuuuuuuun! ♥"
Her true nature was now fully on display.
"Miss Elie. To a woman like you, who was turned into an extreme masochist by the Alvart of another world... my attacks must feel like absolute perfection, don't they?"
Behind me, I heard Lumiere whispering, "So lucky...♥ I want him to do that to me too...♥" I ignored her.
"I know exactly how to pleasure you. Better than the Alvart Zesphiria you call Master."
"......Gulp."
"And let me clear up one misunderstanding. My proposal isn't about betraying your Master. Our personalities may differ, but I am still Alvart. Therefore, even if you switch your allegiance to me, you haven't committed a betrayal."
It was flawed logic, but as long as Elie bought it, that was all that mattered. Her conclusion was—
"F-From this day forward... I shall serve you...♥ Master...♥"
She gave in to pleasure that easily? What an eroge heroine. Well, she was an eroge heroine. One of the prime examples, actually.
She then dropped into a low crouch, spreading her thick thighs and showing off her groin in a submissive pose—the so-called "erotic squat"—while holding both hands up in surrender. She bared her sweat-slicked armpits to me. To the future Elise, this was the formal way of prostrating oneself before a master.
For the record, the original Alvart was the one who taught her that and forced her to do it. Talk about a pervert.
"......Now then, Miss Elie. I have an order for you."
"U-Understood, Master! ♥ First, allow me to use these over-developed breasts to—"
"You will abandon your plan to assassinate Lady Clarice."
Elie froze. Her reaction was the ultimate proof that she was indeed the one who had attacked Clarice the night before.
"......Actually, my current predicament might be entirely your fault, Miss Elie."
I suspected Clarice had mistaken Elie for the serial killer. As a result, she’d decided the situation was beyond her control and moved to bring a new ally into the Student Council. God dammit.
But the truth was completely different. Elie wasn't the serial killer. So why had she come from the future? To eliminate an obstacle named Clarice.
"In your future, I have grown bored of you. Is that right?"
"Ugh...!"
"And I have become obsessed with Lady Clarice instead. That is why you came to resent her existence."
"Guh...!"
"However, even after all your training—despite being far stronger than you were as a student—you were still no match for the Clarice of the future."
"H-Hyunnn...♥"
"Therefore, you thought you could kill the Clarice of the past."
"N-Nhoooo! ♥"
Elie seemed to find pleasure in having her secrets exposed, letting out a dazed, ahegao-like expression while maintaining her submissive squat. I ignored her and kept talking.
"As for how you got here... you used the Time-Leap Magic Tool that I received from the Administrator, didn't you?"
In the original game, Elie’s backstory was that she came from the "Harem Route." In that route, after many twists and turns, Alvart obtained a Time-Leap Magic Tool. He used it to kill the infant Cecil and her parents, successfully changing his own fate. (In every other route, Alvart is brutally murdered).
"Miss Elie. This might not be what you want to hear, but... frankly, I have zero interest in Lady Clarice. I have no intention of ever having that kind of relationship with her. Therefore, as long as you serve me, you will have no reason for complaints or dissatisfaction."
Elie gave a small nod, but her face was so far gone that I couldn't tell if she was actually thinking. God, I hate this pervert.
"I have one more order for you."
"Y-Yes! ♥ Should I take Master's... in my dirty butt-cheeks—"
"You are aware of my current situation, aren't you? After all, you've been watching me ever since my duel with Lady Mylene."
This wasn't even a conversation anymore. It was just me dodging her perverted comments.
"I want you to find the culprit behind the serial murders. Use your unique abilities to do it."
The reason I had brought a troublesome person like Elie onto my side was because I knew she could solve this case perfectly. The future Elise had trained desperately to be useful to Alvart, eventually acquiring a unique ability.
Its name: 《Existence Erasure》. She could sever her own existence, or the existence of her attacks, from the world, leaving only the results behind. In short, it was the ultimate evolution of concealment magic. This ability made the future Elise a perfect, flawless spy.
"A-And the... the reward for that order is...?" Elie asked, looking hopeful.
Normally, I’d believe in a system of rewards and punishments. If she weren't who she was, I’d ask what she wanted and give it to her. But since it was Elie, there was only one correct answer.
"Why would there be a reward? You will simply work yourself to the bone like a slave."
I sounded like a black-company CEO. It was the opposite of how I actually felt, but—
"F-Fuh-hee-hee! ♥ U-Understood, Master...! ♥"
Elie seemed satisfied. I hate this pervert (Part Two).
"Now, Miss Elie. Begin your investigation immediately."
"I-I will! But before that... could you please slap my ass as hard as you can—"
"Start moving within three seconds, or I’ll abandon you. Three. Two. One."
Elie scrambled out of the room in a panic. I sighed as I watched her go, but I felt a sense of certainty. This situation was definitely a bad sign. Future Elise Lucifor was a massive pervert... but she was also incredibly erotic. Dark skin. Bitch-attribute. Dedicated human furniture. If any of those were your fetish, she was basically a walking lust-generator.
The Correction Force had definitely set me up to build a relationship with someone like her. Elie was a game-changer. Now that I’d formed a deep connection with her... I had definitely taken another step toward a Bad End.
Well, whatever. At least the Clarice incident was as good as solved. For now, I should be happy about that... and focus on other matters.
"What am I gonna do about that weekend thing?"
A girl’s face appeared in my mind. The current-era Elise Lucifor. I had promised to go somewhere with her on the school's day off. And Cecil was coming along too.
"......Is Lumi staying home to watch the house, Onii-sama?"
"Yeah, I guess. If you came along too, there’s no telling what would happen."
"Then Lumi will be a good girl and wait in our room. But, in exchange..."
With a devious little smile, Lumiere lay down on the bed.
"Let me refuel my 'Onii-sama energy' to the absolute maximum...♥"
She opened her arms and spread her supple thighs, showing off the area hidden by her black string-panties. It was a textbook "breeding-request" pose... but I wasn't going to bite. However, if I didn't do something, her frustration would build up. That could lead to her awakening some mysterious canon power and murdering me.
So, this wasn't me giving in to my lust... it was just risk management.
"I won't do anything more than hugging, but if you're okay with that."
"Yes, Onii-sama♥ Use Lumi as your body pillow... and have a very, very pleasant sleep♥"
And so, tonight was another night where sleep would be very hard to come by.
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