Cliche Chapter 502-503: Nee-san’s Instincts

Rika and Shizuka had to deal with a lot inside the Hero’s Association. Sekingar reduced their burden by offering them a room inside the Exam Center. As the relatives of an S-Class Hero, they were treated with utmost respect by the Hero Association. The ladies accepted it without batting an eye.

“Rika, why did you hold back?” Shizuka asked as she poked Rika’s cheek. “You could have done better.”

Demolishing this entire facility was easy for Rika, yet she barely showed any of her skills. And despite holding back, she got placed at the bottom of the B-Class, Rank 98. The others present during the test gave her a hell of applause for her superhuman strength, calling nicknames like Super Maid and such from the examiners. Some tried to poach them into their faction but ultimately failed.

Following Rika’s example, she heals minor cuts and bruises. Even that got a wide-eyed look from nearly everyone. Magic wasn’t a thing in this world after all. She did her best to keep her rank above Rika since they had to work together. Shizuka wasn’t far behind either at B-Class, Rank 104.

“I just thought it’s fun.” Rika grinned foolishly. “We won’t hoard Aa-kun’s light this way.”

Before the undead breakout, they used to be in the spotlight wherever they went with Asahi. Now she left her lover bathed in that glorious light. She had lived like a soldier for most of her life but the apocalypse turned her into a sex maniac.

“You make no sense,” Shizuka muttered. “Should we leave now? Aa-kun won't come for an hour.”

“Yeah. It’s getting boring here.”

Sekingar, who stood out the door, flinched at their conversation.

‘They were holding back…’

The pair received the highest score among all the hero candidates whether it was the physical or written examination. Although they were far from Asahi’s level, they showed great promise as rookies.

‘A-Rank won’t be hard for them.’

That’s where he drew their limits. S-Class was reserved for monsters. Abnormally strong freaks who could rival the might of an emergency army division or even exceed it.

His earpiece beeped, and he quickly answered the call.

“Hello.”

The indifferent voice made him shudder.

“Tatsumaki-san, is something the matter?”

“How’s the situation with the new monster?” Tatsumaki inquired. “Hand over its location.”

Sekingar fell silent, finding a way to answer her question without offending her.

“I have to go shopping with Fubuki after,” Tatsumaki urged. “I’ll not kill it if you don’t give it to me within ten seconds.”

Tatsumaki was a moody hero—Sekingar heard the rumor multiple times but never believed it. Today he had to. She prioritized shopping with her sister over the life of millions.

‘Blizzard of Hell.’

Sekingar recalled the news on the television yesterday. Tatsumaki’s sister was beaten yesterday by none other than their latest S-Class recruit. A conflict would break out if Tatsumaki came to know about Asahi’s deeds.

“Why the hell are you silent? Did he drop dead?”

Sekingar cleared his throat. “Someone took care of the disaster before it wrecked more havoc. You should enjoy shopping with your sister.”

“Whatever.” Tatsumaki hung up.

Sekingar took a sigh and looked inside the room. He was tempted to ask for Asahi’s whereabouts and inquire about his reason for bullying Blizzard of Hell.

‘Is it because she bullies everyone else?’

Shizuka and Rika opened the door, ending his speculations.

“We’re leaving,” Rika said before Sekingar raised any questions. “Is there any other protocol for new heroes?”

“C-Class has a weekly quota to fill for tasks. As you are B-Class, you’re exempted from them. You should start by lending a hand in defeating any Mysterious Beings.”

“Oh, we’re good at that.” Rika grinned. “Then we’re off to slay some bitches~.”

Rika dragged Shizuka, seemingly hurried to begin her new quest. As they came out of the Exam Center, the sky was covered in orange hues.

A man waited for them in the approaching night, leaning against his luxurious sports car. He took off his glasses and frowned. The open, provocative air around him was easy to read. Rika couldn’t mistake the stance for anything.

“You’re that guy in the room with Aa-kun.” Rika tapped her forehead. “I don’t remember your name though. Are you here to pick a fight?”

Amai Mask scoffed. “Give your man a message, Amai Mask will keep an eye on him.”

Amai Mask tried to get inside the car after delivering his message but an invisible hand grabbed him. He couldn’t move. “Psychokinesis?”

It was his first time seeing the ability into action. He had only fought monsters in his life. Humans, the typical possessor psychokinesis powers, remained out of his radar.

Rika touched Shizuka’s back. “Your turn.”

Shizuka smiled at Rika’s consideration before turning to Amai Mask and frowning. “Stop bothering Aa-kun. He doesn’t have time for you.”

The handsome man had enmity with Asahi. It couldn’t be an unresolvable one, otherwise, Asahi would’ve killed him. So, she just let him off with a warning.

“Annoying.”

Amai Mask pumped his fist full of power and tore through Rika’s telekinesis. He would kill anything evil but Shizuka and Rika didn’t come off as evil people. After a shrug, he slipped into his car and drove away.

“His head isn’t in the right place,” Rika whispered. “Forget about him. Let’s go exploring, my lucky star. We might save a damsel or two in the night.”

“Slow doooown—Stop, Rika.”

Shizuka yanked Rika, and the momentum shift shoved Rika into her chest. Rika couldn’t help but squeeze unconsciously, groping Shizuka’s breasts over her dress.

The heroes, who came out of the Exam Center with disappointment or excitement on their faces, saw the maid groping a beautiful blonde. The odd but tempting scene replaced their disappointment with a different emotion.

Shizuka acted impervious to everything and turned to her side. Mana was gathering in a spot, a phenomenon she witnessed far too many times. Within a moment, Asahi teleported into her vision.

The first thing Asahi saw was his goddess sister staring at him while Rika playfully squeezed her boobs.

“Aa-kun, let’s go home.”

Rika raised her head from the breast pillow. “Wait, weren’t we—”

Shizuka pressed a finger against Rika’s forehead. “Cooperate.”

She rarely used a stern tone with anyone. When she did, however, it worked like a charm. Rika agreed to went along with everything.

“What’s happening?” Asahi asked, feeling out of loop. “Nee-san, weren’t you two going to kill monsters?”

They were headed out to find some monsters, Klyscha couldn’t have lied to him. Now they wanted to return home.

“That plan is off.” Shizuka shook her head and took his hand. “We’ll go home. Klyscha-sama, teleport us to that room.”

(My love, she sensed your pent up desires. She is bringing Rika along for a threesome.)

Asahi stared at his sister. The nap between Gabriel and Sandalphon aroused him. He suppressed his desires, yet Shizuka saw right through him.

‘She isn’t our family Nee-san for nothing.’

The three teleported to their hotel, where Yuriko awaited them. The threesome ended up as foursome. Rika fell first despite having the biggest libido out of all girls partly thanks to Yuriko. She couldn’t compete against the goddess and the fallen angel. In the end, only the fallen angel remained on the battlefield.

What followed was a brief dinner to replenish some energy and talk about their day.

Yuriko smiled, leaning her face on to her palm and watched Shizuka spoon feeding Asahi. Her man was busy typing away on the phone. “Dear, I found a perfect spot to open our franchise store. We’ll soon have a stable source of income for this world. Then we can fully commit to Astraea’s vision of creating the hero organization for the sake of people.”

“Nice,” Asahi answered without looking up from his phone.

“You just want more money,” Rika said. “You money whore.”

“Bad girls aren’t allowed to complain. You left me while I was busy imagining different possibilities.”

Rika’s eyes went wide. “Is that why you were persistent in making me cum?”

Yuriko usually attacked Shizuka in bed while Asahi was busy with others. Today was a different case scenario. She was aggressive with Rika, toying with her at every given opportunity. Needless to say, Rika made a mess under her offense.

Rika licked her lips. “I am a petty woman. I hold my grudges and favors.”

“Shizuka, your Okaa-san is a bully!”

Shizuka didn’t pay any attention to the buckering women as if they didn’t exist for her.

“You look so focused, Aa-kun,” she asked, bringing a spoon full of rice to his mouth. “Aa-kun, what are you doing?”

“Creating a chat group. I thought it’d be cool to chat with Ryuu and others while they are in the dungeon. I can make one with Haruhime, Ais, and Rini. They can do their own thing.”

“We should have done it when it all started,” Shizuka whispered, surprised. “We never thought of it before.”

“I doubt anyone in our family used phones for social stuff. We aren’t the most social bunch out there.“

Saeko and Shiori being an unbreakable pair who didn’t make friends because of their troubled past. Nao, the aspiring teacher, had an inferiority complex because of her clumsy nature. Shizuka was busy playing nurse and looking after him. Saya, the self-proclaimed genius, had no friends because of her sharp tongue. And Yuriko was too busy handling her business.

Everyone that originated from the apocalyptic world was a loner in their own way.

Rika couldn’t help but agree with Asahi. She only ever used encrypted radios to communicate during her time in the Special Assault Team. Phones weren’t that popular during her high school times.

She looked at Yuriko. “Yuriko and Maya are the most social creatures among us.”

“I guess so. I’ll create one for goddesses too. Fei Fei, Loki, Astraea, and Grayfia… I’ll add Yasaka, Lilith, and Freya for fun.”

He was in his own zone, pondering over the arrangement.

‘We’ll choose the rest when we’re making custom designs for phones.’

(As you wish, my love. You should come now. Ddraig is dying to meet you in her human form.)

“I am not!” Ddraig howled. “Take your time… We’ll train together later. I’ll certainly surpass Great Red if we do it regularly.”

‘It won’t be free.’

“What’s the price?”

‘I’ll tell you later.’

Asahi finished the dinner and spent some time listening to Shizuka and Rika’s experience in the Exam Center. Amai Mask’s late appearance and his bold message left him speechless.

‘At least he showed them respect.’

If Amai Mask does anything rude, Asahi wouldn’t hesitate in sending him to the hospital. He needed Amai Mask alive regardless of his health.

Asahi wasn’t having any sleep tonight, not that he needed much in the first place. His eyes opened to a vast sky. The blades of grass underneath him felt soft. He sat up and stared at the endless greens in every direction. A breeze blew across, fluttering the grass to its call.

Klyscha waved her hand in his face. “My love, how is this atmosphere?”

“Great, I’d say. Where is my dragon gal?”

Klyscha clapped and brought Ddraig over to this space. Ddraig wasn’t a busty redhead wearing a maid dress. Rather than her hair, her demonic horns took the dark red color. Her hair was silver, long and messy, cascading down her back. A silver darker than Klyscha’s own color. Ddraig went against his expectations with this choice.

If he was right about anything, it was her body. Ruby took on a slender and elegant form, and Ddraig went the opposite direction with a curvaceous body and a height nearly matching him. Her milky curves oozed unbelievable sex appeal.

As a dragon girl, she possessed a thick tail and rather unique scales. She had dark scales, each separated by glowing red lines. The scales covered her arms and the entirety of her left leg. Her right leg had scales until her calf. The scales seamlessly joined together to make her erotic and revealing dress that barely protected her large breasts.

“Just wow.”

Asahi felt like he found his dragon waifu. Ophis—loli and mature forms, Ruby—the elegant and curious lady, and Ddraig—the thicc dragon. The trinity of dragon girls was perfect.