Cliche Chapter 583-585

Orochi leaned towards Asahi, eagerly searching for his aura. For a man to reach this place, he must possess an extraordinary — the type of extraordinary Orochi had been searching for a long time.

Orochi, a monster who evolved through relentless sacrifices and struggles.

Psykos, one of the strongest psychokinesis users in the world and overall, a brilliant mind.

Both of them were attuned to seeing through people with their senses.

Alas, they found nothing extraordinary about Asahi!

Not even the wiliest of minds could imagine what lay beyond Asahi’s ordinary facade.

While Orochi and Gyoro Gyoro regarded him with curiosity and suspicion, Asahi was busy looking over Orochi’s status.

[Orochi Lv. 570]

Designated Title: Monster King

Race: Monster

Class: -

[Attributes]

Strength: 999

Dexterity: 999

Constitution: 999

Defense: 999

Energy: 999

Charm: ?

[Skills]

[Monstrification (Special): Orochi has shattered his human limits and ascended into a special monster.

• Vicious Growth (S-Rank): Orochi can grow endlessly by devouring beings of weaker and high status.
• Monster Colony (SSS-Rank): Orochi’s muscles and flesh can give birth to monsters.
• Sizeshift (S-Rank): Orochi can compress and decompress parts of his body.

[King of Monsters (Unique): Orochi’s cells can transform ordinary people into monsters.]

[Genius Perception (SS-Rank): Orochi can copy any fighting skill after seeing it once.]

[Fire Breath (Unique): Orochi can convert his energy into destructive beams of compressed fire.]

[Physical Resistance (C-Rank)]

[Heat Resistance (C-Rank)]

[Cold Resistance (C-Rank)]

While not at Saitama’s absurd level, Orochi was a monster in his own league.

“You,” said Orochi. “Who are you?”

Gyoro Gyoro called her signature floating chair and drifted to Asahi until she was looking down at him, her single eye methodically assessing his worth. “I remember that face. You’re the new S-Class. Asahi Marikawa was your name, right?”

Gathering information on the heroes was a necessity, especially the stronger heroes who could pose a threat to her plan. She never thought he would present himself to her so easily.

‘He looks to be in peak physical condition. A diamond in the rough. A promising specimen.’

Gyoro Gyoro aka Psykos had a habit of taking humans with potential and putting them through ‘deaths’, forcing them to break through their limits over and over. That’s how she created an army of monsters, some of whom could easily go toe to toe with the S-Class Heroes.

That’s how Orochi was born.

Asahi couldn’t help but grin. “Looks like I’m popular even here. Now I know why those heroes loved their masks.”

Gyoro Gyoro chuckled. “Regardless, you would have ended up on our kill list.”

“Awww, I thought you took a liking to me.”

“A weirdo who likes slug monsters.” Gyoro Gyoro narrowed its one eye. “Why am I not surprised at your fetish? Every S-Class Hero is a weirdo. A band of freaks.”

“You're one weirdo, my friend!” he said with a cheeky grin. “I mean, only a weirdo would use a slimy slug creature as their own personal marionette. Why not go for something that looks more like your actual body?”

Gyoro Gyoro’s single eye widened, then relaxed with a soft look. “I don’t know who told you about my secret but you shouldn’t come here. I guess nobody taught you to don’t walk into a villain’s hideout on your own. What an amateur mistake.”

Even Blast wouldn’t walk away alive from the Monster Association — such was Gyoro Gyoro’s confidence. It saw no reason a bottom-tier S-Class Hero could survive Orochi’s wrath.

‘Presence masking and a powerful body. His other abilities are relatively unknown. However, I refuse to believe this goofball is threatening.’

Gyoro Gyoro made an analysis and deemed him a dead man.

She towered over him and unleashed her psychokinesis powers, the invisible forces surrounding him in a claw-like grip. The surrounding pressure intensified with every passing second.

“I’m coming here from Tatsumaki’s home. Her psychokinesis couldn’t do shit. Feel free to try yours and kill me.”

To be fair, that was a lie. Tatsumaki was far from serious when she attacked him. She could pull out an entire city from its roots at her full power. He still didn’t feel like he would lose against Tatsumaki in her best shape.

(She can’t get through my love’s durability.)

“What did you say?!”

Asahi’s taunt cut through Gyoro Gyoro like a mirror’s edge. The air around Gyoro Gyoro crackled with energy as she raised her chubby white hands, palm-up. The ground shook, and the pavement buckled, a spider-web of cracks spreading out from beneath his feet.

“Gravity times fifty. Do you feel it? This is the power of an Esper who has surpassed the Witch Sisters, Fubuki and Tatsumaki. Gets crushed by my god-like power.”

The fear she expected wasn’t written on Asahi’s face. Instead, he held his chin up and locked his eyes with her. “Well, guess what, Psykos — you still have a long way to go to catch up with the older Witch Sister. Credit where credit is due. You’re miles better than the impulsive Fubuki.”

Gyoro Gyoro was furious. And her rage showed in the evolving pressure.

“Goodness, that really tickles!”

Orochi stared at Asahi in surprise. He knew Gyoro Gyoro’s strength as a psychokinesis. Note even the Dragon-Level Cadres would be this nonchalant.

‘This man is no trash. He is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A monster disguised as a human.’

“I may have underestimated your strength.” Gyoro Gyoro admitted as she sank back in her chair. “Killing you will take a lot of stamina, which could be spent somewhere else. Orochi-sama, please take it from here.”

Orochi stretched his right hand, and the layers of sharp teeth on his palm peeled back, launching numerous dragon-headed serpents. The mass of writhing dragons roared as they charged at their prey, ready to devour him.

“Orochi-sama, don’t kill him. We can make use of him.”

“Geez, I didn’t want to do this.”

Asahi took a step forward and released the lid placed upon his aura. A torrent of aura washed over the dragons and Orochi. The monsters recoiled and shivered from his monster tamer’s empowered aura.

His strength had soared after crushing countless dragons in the dungeon. He could terrify the little monsters that made up the Ultimate Monster Being, Orochi, with his aura alone.

“Don’t be a jerk, big guy. I’m not here to fight you.”

He just dropped by to meet Psykos and Orochi. He could potentially use the Monster Association to get Astraea’s organization over with the public. Really, what use were a couple of heroes without a strong villain? He couldn’t kill off the puppet leader of the Monster Association before that.

‘’A big bundle of XP.’

Sensing Asahi’s immense aura, Orochi’s eyes flickered with interest. ‘He is him. A worthy sacrifice to resurrect me as god.’

Gyoro Gyoro narrowed her one eye like a hawk. As someone who spent most of her time cultivating monsters, she could tell the distinction between a human and monster’s aura. Asahi’s aura was vicious and terrifying, even more so than Orochi.

“Fake Hero, stop blending in with the crowd and show your true form.”

“I have like five forms. Which one do you want to see?”

“All of them.”

“What’s the incentive?”

Gyoro Gyoro turned to Orochi. “Orochi-sama, please thrash him until he is an obedient little guy.”

She seemed to have enough of his mischief.

Orochi stood up, shaking the place with his steps alone. He was a colossal titan, making Asahi’s relatively tall frame look like a drop of water in the ocean.

Asahi sighed. “Psykos, I know your aim is to take down the Association. Why don’t we have a challenge to see if your little monster army can bring down the cities?”

“Wait, Orochi-sama.” Gyoro Gyoro flew in between Orochi and Asahi. “How many are aware of this?”

Their plan was to launch a surprise attack to weaken the Hero Association’s forces in one fell swoop. The circumstances would be different if the Hero Association were prepared for an ambush.

‘No, we still have the upper hand here. They can’t predict where and when we will strike.’

Asahi pressed a finger against his cheeks. “I don’t know. I may or may not have scheduled an email to the Association about your plan.”

“You are lying to get out of here.”

He chuckled. “What gives you the idea I can’t escape?”

He snapped his fingers and disappeared. Gyoro Gyoro couldn’t find a trace of him, although her psychokinesis signals covered the entire area.

“Where did he go?! Orochi-sama, do you sense him?”

Orochi tilted his head. “I don’t…”

“I’ll see you soon, Psykos.”

Gyoro Gyoro heard his voice in her ears and smashed its chubby hand into the seat. “He fooled us.”

He was like a magician fooling observers with his magic trick, except the observers were two of the most dangerous people in the world.

“We will meet him soon,” Orochi said and returned to sit on a pile of old buildings. ‘He is my sacrifice. I’ll let him mature until we meet again.’

Gyoro Gyoro nodded. “I’ll send some eyes to keep track of him on the surface.”

She had to get as soon as possible and turn him into one of her monsters. The very thought of a being surpassing Orochi filled her with giddiness.

‘We’ll end the plague known as humanity and restart the world.’

Unbeknownst to them, an entity was controlling them from the void. An entity so powerful it could distort reality, despite being in a sealed state.

Psykos and Orochi were entangled in God’s invisible strings as mere puppets.

***

“Saya, meet him today.”

“Just one more month before it ends. I’ll go to him then.”

In the softly illuminated room, books were strewn about recklessly and bedsheets hung about in a glorious mess. The mother and daughter engaged in a passionate yet polite argument. One could say the mother wasn’t having the best time of her life convincing her daughter to meet their lover.

“Just what’s your reason for avoiding him?”

Even as her mother, she couldn’t understand her reasoning.

“I-I am not avoiding him,” Saya stammered with a red face. “It’s my strategy to surprise him with a baby in hand!”

Yuriko reached out and pinched Saya’s ear. “I’m not letting you avoid him for that long.”

Saya’s gaze scrambled around the room like a frightened rabbit, trying her hardest to escape her mother’s piercing stare.

“Saya.”

“Alright, I give up.” Saya exclaimed with a mock sigh and hiked her shirt up to her bellybutton, revealing her pregnant tummy. “Look at this, Kaa-san. I’m so chubby now.”

“It’s a normal physique for an expecting mother. I don’t see any problem here.”

“B-But it looks ugly, right? I don’t want him to see me like this… or he’ll lose interest.”

Silently and solemnly, Yuriko gave Saya a judgmental stare.

“Don’t give me that look!”

“You have done everything to deserve it. I never thought my daughter would become insecure about her best trait — her looks.”

“Saya is in her rebel phase, Kaa-san,” said Lemegeton as she entered the room and grabbed Saya’s hand. “We should drag her to Asahi’s room.”

Even her friend was going against her to support Asahi.

Saya looked like she was about to cry. “No, stop. I’ll go! I’ll go!”

She left the room in a down spirit and knocked on Shizuka’s door.

‘They don’t understand my anxiety…’

Saya's mouth went dry as the door slowly opened and Asahi stepped into view.

An unexpected wave of excitement flooded through Saya, and she couldn't help but grin excitedly. “Asahi…”

His eyes twinkled with a gentle smile as he saw her. “The threat worked alright.”

“What threat?”

“Nothing.”

He shook his head and pulled her into the bedroom. Sitting on the bed, he tenderly brushed her hair back and drew her close. His touch was gentle and warm against her nape. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

“Saya, why were you ignoring me?”

“I wasn’t,” Saya replied as she glanced at Shizuka, who was snoring softly on the other side of the bed. “Why is Nee-san here?”

“We had some brother and sister bonding.”

Saya rolled her eyes. “I know what you mean by that.”

He chuckled and rubbed his hand over her belly. “Should we decide on a name now?”

She looked up at him. “Sara…”

“Princess? It also matches your name. Alright, she will be Sara, our little princess.”

“Glad you agree with me.”

“Of course.” His hands roamed over her back, settling on her voluptuous butt. “I want to do it, Saya.”

“I-It’s not the best time to fuck me.”

The lust in her eyes betrayed her plea. Her body had been aching with desire, deprived from any intimate contact for almost a month. Every part of her body was begging for the caress, aroused to be in the same proximity as her lover.

He slipped his hand inside her panties and rubbed her aroused folds. A few more caresses left her moaning breathlessly. Before she could reach her peak, he stopped.

“Still wanna say no?”

Saya bit her lips and wrapped her arms around his neck. Raising her butt, she tried to pull down her panties. Unfortunately, her mobility and patience had taken a great toll in the last phase of her pregnancy.

“Leave that to me.”

He took her by the waist and lowered her onto the bed. His fingertips traced a path of fire across her legs as he slowly peeled her panties down her lovely thighs. When he attempted to remove her top, she grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

“J-Just fuck me already.”

She was avoiding full exposure as best as she could.

Asahi eyed her suspiciously but didn’t push her for an answer. He leaned over and pushed himself deep within her in one thrust, taking her on a pleasure filled journey she was so familiar with. He made love to her in a basic yet comfortable position. Asahi.

Shizuka slowly turned to face him and propped herself up on one elbow. “Saya is back.”

Saya’s face turned red. She had been in many intimate threesomes and even kinkier acts with Asahi. However, that happened a long time ago, making her lose touch with the erotic twists in her relationship.

Shizuka giggled. “You look adorable.”

Asahi didn’t give her a moment to reply as he gently but firmly thrust inside her, laying kisses on her face as he did.

“Uhmmm~.”

A/N: I tried a more lighthearted approach this time.