While Adori was lying face down at his side, gasping and with a subtly rainbow-hued liquid pooling on the bedsheets between her thighs, Vahn was performing maintenance on the Golden November. Across from him, appearing identical to the woman slipping in and out of consciousness to his left, an inordinately beautiful woman with gilded hair and matching eyes carefully observed his actions with a red face and a slightly glazed expression.
As could be expected, this ethereal and completely naked woman was none other than Adori, or, more accurately, the Spirit from who Adoru, Adori's true name, obtained her identity and purpose.
The Golden November was intended to serve as the sword and shield of the Empire from the very beginning, so, unlike the rest of the Thirteen Month Series, it could not be allowed to slip into the hands of another Family. Instead, the Jahad Family, coordinating with Gustang and various rogue members of the workshop, began conducting a series of experiments using blood from the original Princesses of Jahad. In the simplest terms, Adori was the 'perfected form' of a Princess of Jahad, an artificial being designed to be flawless from birth.
Unfortunately, as was often the case when people attempted to create a 'perfect being', fate had a way of revealing just how foolish such sentiments were. The original Adori ended up getting killed during her very first battle due to her machine-like personality and inability to perceive things like fear and pain. The only thing that had mattered to her was the mission she had been assigned, so, as could be expected, she was completely played in the campaign to kill the current leader of FUG, Grace Mirchea Luslec.
Since it would be a problem if the 'ultimate weapon' of the Empire was defeated so easily, Gustang and his team recovered the remains of the original Adori's body for use in one of the most profane experiments Vahn could imagine. They used her as an experimental seedbed, infusing her eggs with Jahad's genetic material with the intent of producing an even 'more perfect' human. Most of these experiments ended in failure, but, after thousands of years and countless sacrifices, they were finally able to succeed in the production of the 'perfect human', Adoru.
Having learned from their previous mistakes, Adoru received a thorough education and ample care from every person she encountered in her young life. Everyone praised her and told her how special she was, and, once she had been thoroughly indoctrinated, she even spent a brief period of time as Jahad's official charge. This was the experience that had cemented the views she had carried for the last five-thousand-years. More importantly, it was the convictions she had formed over those three years that allowed her to survive the soul-shattering pain of having her spirit fused with the original.
In other words, the naked beauty seated across from Vahn was actually an amalgamation of two Spirits that had been irreversibly merged into a singular whole. She was a lot like Maemiru in that regard, but, unlike the perverted maid duo from Danmachi, Adori and Adoru were more mother-daughter than sisters...
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Using an artifact-grade oil rag, Vahn continued to meticulously polish the crystalline surface of the Golden November with a carefree yet amused smile on his face. Each of his actions would garner an adorable response from the Spirit seated across from him. She would twitch and tremble, and, every time he ran his fingers along her blade's spine or polished the rings near her base, her teeth would clatter despite her efforts to appear calm and unflustered.
As this had already been going on for close to half an hour, Vahn was unsurprised when Adori, still lying on her stomach, turned her head toward him, silence lingering for several seconds before she finally asked, "Umm...does this...can you tell me what time it is...?"
Though she could have easily checked the time herself, Adori wasn't really sure what to say or do at a time like this. Prior to a few hours ago, her knowledge regarding the relations between men and women was purely theoretical. She didn't know if this implied a successful seduction or if Vahn had just succumbed to his carnal instincts. Thus, while she wanted nothing more than to ask whether or not he would be providing his support to the ailing Empire, she could barely muster the courage to ask him for the time...
Setting aside the Golden November, much to the Spirit's disappointment, Vahn looked towards the timid beauty before patting his thighs and saying, "Come. Take a seat."
Restraining the urge to swallow, Adori forced her tired body to a sitting position, her golden eyes briefly lingering on Vahn's naked lower body before quickly overcoming her inhibitions and taking a seat. In response, he unashamedly began fondling her impeccably soft breasts, forcing an adorably surprised yelp from her throat as he gently pinched her pale-pink nipples and explained, "I don't like to force people. I accepted this arrangement because I understood your father's, Jahad's, true intentions. You will abdicate from your position as Command-in-Chief, and, in exchange, I will install someone with even greater power to watch over the Empire until the rightful heir is ready to take the throne."
As this was her first time hearing about a 'rightful heir', Adori managed to overcome the pleasure assaulting her body long enough to cease biting her lip and ask, "Wh-"
Before she could finish uttering a single syllable, Vahn sealed the golden-haired beauty's lips with his own. At the same time, his left-hand moved down the line of her body, fingers tracing through fields of gold before invading the previously hallowed grounds hidden between her remarkably fair and surprisingly thick thighs. This caused a girlish yelp to emanate from Adori's throat, her thighs instinctually shutting around his hand before relaxing a few moments later.
After continuing in this manner for the better part of an hour, Vahn separated his lips from Adori's to find the golden-haired beauty staring up at him with a completely dazed expression on her face. She had even extended her tongue for a brief moment, but, realizing they were no longer kissing, a light of clarity immediately returned to her gaze. Before she could even think to ask him a question, however, Vahn adopted a moderately authoritative tone as he said, "The affairs of the Empire are no longer your concern. Now that you have chosen to follow this path, you are no longer Adori Jahad, Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Army. You are my woman...understood...?"
Though a part of this could be attributed to the time he spent with Ureko, Vahn knew that someone like Adori needed someone to tell her what to do. She was unable to willfully pursue selfish notions such as her own happiness, and, if given the option, she would unhesitantly dedicate the rest of her life to rebuilding the Empire and keeping peace within the Tower. Jahad had been aware of this, so, taking advantage of her self-sacrificing mentality, he sent her to Vahn under the pretense of a 'final mission'.
Under normal circumstances, Vahn wasn't particularly fond of being used in the machinations of other people. This time, however, he had decided to make an exception. Adori had spent the last five-thousand-years dedicating her everything to the Empire. She deserved to experience genuine happiness, and, while he didn't need to be the one to give it to her, he believed she would benefit greatly from interacting with the other members of his harem...
Having already formed the resolve to 'sacrifice' herself, the conflict in Adori's gaze only lasted for a brief moment before she ultimately nodded her head and said, "Understood...from this moment on, I am no longer Adori Jahad...I am your woman..."
Waiting for this exact moment, Vahn brought Adori, who had been on the verge of climaxing for a very long time, to completion. This caused a violent tremble to run through her body, and, though they were far from finished, he still wrapped his arms around her, his tone gentle yet resonating as he whispered, "Good girl..."
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Though the sudden inclusion of Adori was quite a surprise to certain members of his harem, Vahn had already come to terms with the notion that he might end up adding several more members in the very near future. He knew people like Garam had taken an interest in him a long time ago, and, ever since he defeated Hon, Hagipherione had set her sights on him. She wanted him to teach her the 'true way' of the sword, and, as could be expected from someone whose entire life had revolved around mastering the blade, she was willing to do whatever it took to 'convince' him.
Having discussed the matter at length with the Council of Wives and the more influential members of his harem, Vahn was seriously considering inviting most, if not all, the former Princesses of Jahad into the Little Garden. He had no intention of making each and every one of them into members of his harem, but, understanding how difficult their lives would be should they remained in the Tower, he felt he owed them an opportunity after killing off their primary backer.
With this in mind, Vahn, along with Ureko, teleported to a rather scenic location on the 119th Floor. From the outside, it resembled a massive lake surrounded by verdant forests, but, peering into the depths, it was possible to make out a palatial structure formed from pure ice. This was the location of Garam's secret base, and, thanks to the Blue August, the surface of the lake was able to appear as a liquid despite being more than a hundred degrees below zero.
Ignoring this chill completely, Vahn and Ureko dove into the lake before swimming to the entrance located at the very front of the palatial structure. They could have teleported directly inside, but, as nigh-indestructible beings with free rein to go wherever they pleased, activities such as diving and free climbing were novel ways to pass the time.
Unfortunately for Garam, she had made the 'mistake' of placing a powerful barrier at the entrance so much of the palace ended up getting flooded once Ureko smashed it open and shouted, "Oi~! Frost-nips! Get your ass out here! We've come to collect you~!"
Hearing Ureko borrow the line he had used back on the 134th Floor, a wry smile developed across Vahn's face as Garam emerged from the palace's interior atop an icy blue Lighthouse, asking, "What the hell are you on about, you blonde psychopath...?"
Adopting a massive grin, Ureko placed her hand over her lower abdomen, affectionately caressing it as she said, "Vahn and I have already sealed the deal. Since you're basically my woman, you should come and have fun with us. Also, we'll be leaving the Tower pretty soon so this is basically your last chance to jump on the bandwagon. Either way, we need your Blue August and Indigo July. You can either hand them over or turn that ass around. Your choice."
Though she was used to Ureko's unabashed way of speaking, Garam was caught off guard by the words coming out of her former friend and pseudo-lover's mouth. She understood what Ureko was trying to say, sure, but, as this had basically come out of nowhere, all she could do was look toward Vahn and ask, "Are you okay with this...?"
Restraining a wry smile, Vahn nodded his head and said, "I'm currently gathering the-" before Ureko interrupted and said, "Oh, come on. Don't tell me you intend to spend the rest of your life holed up in this prison? There are countless worlds waiting to be explored beyond the Tower. Besides, even if you put on a cold front, I know you still love me~."
Glowering in response to Ureko's words, Garam was tempted to remind the annoying blonde that she was the one that kept harassing her. Instead, she inhaled a slow and steady breath through her nose before looking toward Vahn with an alluring smile and declaring, "Well now...It seems my 'ass' has suddenly become the property of the Sage Dragon Emperor. And here I thought you would be content with just my panties...you're pretty greedy..."
Punctuating her words, Garam hopped from her Lighthouse, instantaneously freezing the deluge of water flooding into her palace. Then, seemingly following Ureko's suggestion, she slowly turned her back, hands resting against the surface of her Lighthouse as she looked over her shoulder and said, "I don't dislike greedy men..."
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(A/N: This seems less like the end of an arc and more like the ass-end of a 100% speedrun. I really env-I mean-I really hate Vahn at times like this xD...)
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Though Garam seemed to think things would be over relatively quickly, the participation of Ureko pretty much nipped that thought in the bud. There had been a time when Ureko tried to convince Garam to become her girlfriend, so, now that she had the chance to tease the icy-blunette, Ureko wanted to see her blush. Vahn also had business to attend with the Blue August and Indigo July, so, while Garam was learning just how big of a pervert Ureko had become, he left the two to their own devices in order to converse with the two Spirits and perform maintenance on their bodies.
Fortunately, while the Blue August was very clearly a loli from the Khun Family, complete with their characteristic blue hair and eyes, the Indigo July was a budding yet decidedly more mature beauty with long, indigo-blue, hair. She also had blue eyes, but, while one was a relatively gentle shade of cobalt, the other was a vibrant shade of azure with a dragon-like pupil. As for their individual attires, the Blue August wore a flowing white dress with icy accents while the Indigo July was fitted with an inordinately beautiful gown resembling the night sky.
Like their sisters, neither the Blue August nor the Indigo July could recall their original names. Such things had been stripped away along with the memories of everyone who had known them in their lives. With the passage of time, they had forgotten much more, but, similar to the Black March and Green April, they possessed an overwhelming desire for freedom and revenge. This was something that worked in Vahn's favor as both Spirits had already been made aware of the fact he was the one to slay Jahad. Since he also explained his purpose to them, specifically providing them the freedom they so desperately desired, it wasn't particularly surprising that the duo had grown rather fond of him by the time he finished their maintenance.
With the addition of the two bluenettes, Vahn, and, by proxy, Yuri had already managed to collect five of the Thirteen Month Series. These were the Black March, Green April, Blue August, Indigo July, and the one that, ordinarily, would have been the most difficult to obtain, the Golden November. In total, this brought his count up to three lolis and two maturing beauties, so, while he wouldn't know for sure until he assembled the final seven, Vahn was hopeful that half of the Thirteen Month Series would be on the mature side of the spectrum...
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Deciding to collect the next three Thirteen Month Series at the same time, Vahn, once again, found himself in Maschenny's bed chambers. She had actually been anticipating his arrival ever since the sudden 'disappearance' of Adori and the inarguably more jarring declaration of a new Commander-in-Chief. Thus, for the last three days, she had been loitering about in her room in little more than a transparent silk negligee and a lace t-back that showed off her pale white cheeks in all their glory.
Sensing his presence, Maschenny remained with her back turned as she purred, "You've come..." in a sultry tone. Then, turning around, she revealed that a negligee and panties were, in fact, the only things she was wearing. She had completely forsaken the use of a bra, and, as a result, her modest yet immaculately sculpted breasts were on full display, complete with pale pink protrusions sticking out against the fabric of her nightgown.
With a relaxed smile on his face, Vahn nodded his head, answering, "Indeed...' while unashamedly admiring her figure. This gave the athletic yet shapely beauty the courage to saunter over to him in an overtly seductive manner, but, instead of covering the full distance, she stopped a few meters away from him and asked, "The question is...have you come for me...or something else~?"
Though it was unnecessarily misleading, Vahn adopted an ostensibly teasing smile as he answered, "Both." in a relaxed tone.
Raising her brows slightly, Maschenny began to slowly draw the silken thread holding the front of her negligee closed as she inquired, "Oh~?" in an audibly heated tone. She had already formed her resolve to set out on her own, but, even if it was just for one, two, twenty, or even a hundred nights, she wouldn't mind keeping Vahn company.
Waiting until the string had been completely unfastened, the edges of Vahn's smile curled up as he covered the remaining distance and gingerly cupped Maschenny's butt as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do at that exact moment. To his amusement, this caused a fair amount of pink to tinge her cheeks, but, without losing the confident and seductive look on her face, she managed to link her arms around him and remark, "This is quite a bit different from my expectations...the last time we met, you were pretty standoffish and ended up talking more than acting..."
While gently massaging Maschenny's butt with his rhythmically undulating fingers, Vahn nodded his head, casually replying, "You're not wrong. Even now, I would be lying if I said your character didn't absolutely disgust me..."
Amused by Vahn's contrary words and actions, a remarkably sly and discernibly predatory smile developed across Maschenny's face as she asked, "What changed? Don't tell me you've come here with the aim of simply teasing me...I honestly can't imagine you doing something so...cruel..."
Without losing his own smile, Vahn put a bit more force into his hands, forcing Maschenny off her feet and drawing her face closer to him as he explained, "I came with the goal of revealing the truth and seizing the three Thirteen Month Series you've hidden away..."
Blinking in surprise, Maschenny was genuinely taken aback by the fact Vahn knew about the Silver January and Luminous June. He hadn't mentioned them during any of their previous encounters, so, while others believed he might be all-knowing, she had started to speculate there were a number of blind spots in his knowledge. Thus, for a brief moment following his admission, her mental faculties slowed to crawl...
As it was always amusing to see clever and manipulative women with expressions of stupefaction on their faces, Vahn found himself holding back a chuckle as his thumbs hooked under the bands of her panties. Then, running his hands up her smooth and inordinately pale body, he forced her back to awareness by giving her a slight wedgie.
Blushing a fair shade of crimson, Maschenny adopted a practiced yet discernibly genuine pout on her face as she said, "So you have come to tease me..."
Rather than denying it, Vahn nodded his head in a casual manner before releasing the elastic band of Maschenny's panties with a 'pa' sound. Then, before she could completely misconstrue his intent, he gestured toward the bed and said, "Lie down. I'll give you a massage as I explain everything that has been taking place behind the scenes. Since you've already formed the resolve to walk your own path, I'll explain the options available to you. After that, if you still want to...well, I don't mind giving you a good one, two, twenty, or even a hundred good memories."
Punctuating his statement with a wink, Vahn guided Maschenny towards the bed, gently pulling her left hand, before she could even begin to fully process his words. Then, after removing her negligee and stowing her panties away with a practiced finesse, he placed his hand against the small of her back, gently urging her forward as he softly uttered, "Relax. Though you'll probably be upset about a particular revelation, everything else I have to say is purely beneficial in nature."
Though she obediently crawled onto the bed, Maschenny didn't lie on her stomach. Instead, she remained facing upward, supported by her elbows as she stared at him and asked, "What did you do...?" in a slightly cautious tone. There were actually quite a number of things that could easily set her off. However, it was another matter entirely to hear Vahn mention such a thing...
As it wouldn't be his first time giving a girl a frontal massage, Vahn brazenly sat atop Maschenny's thighs before placing his palms on her sides and answering, "Well...it's about what happened while I was on the Hidden Floor..."
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Though Maschenny was understandably annoyed by the fact that Vahn had kept her Data Self, the thing that upset her the most was the fact her counterpart had been allowed to live within the Little Garden while also receiving the benefits of guided training. This completely spoiled her mood, and, after a bit of back and further, Vahn ultimately agreed to let them meet.
Fortunately, this particular outcome had been within Vahn's expectations. He had even informed Scathach about it beforehand. Thus, while the two electric-haired beauties battled it out to decide which of them would be the 'real' Khun Maschenny Jahad, he observed alongside Scathach while performing maintenance on the Yellow May, Silver January, and Luminious June.
To Vahn's considerable relief, none of the newly acquired Spirits fit the traditional description of a loli. The closest was the Silver January, who, as could be expected, was clearly descended from the Arie Family. She had long silver hair, a slender body, and silvery eyes with a purple hue. As for the Silver January itself, it was a massive claymore-like blade that appeared comically oversized in such a fair maiden's hands. Yet, in spite of this, Vahn couldn't help feeling that the two suited each other perfectly.
A stark contrast to the relatively petite Silver January, the Yellow May and Luminous June were both remarkably mature and incomprehensibly beautiful women. The former had yellow hair that flowed from her scalp like a golden waterfall, deep red eyes that seemed even sharper than her spear, and, most notably, a curvaceous figure that couldn't be concealed even with several layers of kimono. As for the Luminous June, she had similarly golden hair, but, instead of flowing straight, it curled in a natural and graceful manner as it cascaded down her remarkably voluptuous body. Her purple eyes possessed a supernaturally hazy quality to them, and, though she appeared to be completely naked at a glance, the truth of the matter was that it was that she was garbed in a dress comprised entirely of luminous golden light.
Like their sisters, the Silver January, Yellow May, and Luminous June were all pleasantly surprised to learn that the target of their vengeance had already been dealt with. The Silver January seemed far less concerned about this than the others, but, considering she was assuredly a member of the Arie Family, that wasn't too surprising.
What did surprise Vahn, quite a bit, was the Luminous June's declaration that she would become his wife once he managed to free them from their curse. This nearly prompted the other two to do the same, but, after a considerable amount of coaxing, Vahn managed to convince all three to take a bit of time to discover what they truly wanted. This included an explanation of the reincarnation system he was planning to implement in the very near future. Thus, while the Luminous June seemed pretty steadfast regarding the promise she had made, she was also willing to experience reincarnation just to prove how serious she was. As for the Silver January and Yellow May, the former only really cared about polishing her sword techniques further while the latter, matching her lazy expression, seemed content with having a place to sleep and a roof over her head...
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Though her training with Scathach had drastically increased her power, Data Maschenny ultimately ended up losing, not because her counterpart was exponentially stronger than her, but because she had overtaxed her body using Lightning Pills. Neither had been able to land any decisive blows on the other due to the restriction prohibiting the use of weapons, so, after a number of flashy moves, the contest ultimately devolved into a war of attrition between the two excessively prideful women. Thus, after a slugfest lasting the better part of seventeen hours, Maschenny, with a vicious smile on her face, attempted to approach her downed counterpart with a spear coalesced from vibrant blue lightning in hand...
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'RIP Garam...','Pa~!','Catch 'em, catch 'em, gotta catch 'em all, gotta-catch-em-all, Poke-I mean-Thirteen Month Series~!','Also, for those of you who are worried, there are only like 2-5 chapters left until the end of this arc. Ganbare~!')
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