WC: Arifureta

I was reading Waifu Catalog and decided to write a small chapter of one myself.

Here's the build;

Starting World: Arifureta: From Commonplace to World's Strongest

Starting budget 365

Intensity

Me and My Girlfriend(s)(PvE) +0 [365]

You as Hajime Nagumo (Substitute) of T1 -1 [364]

Bindings

Company Stamp free [364]

Lures

Sticky Fingers -5 [359]

Love Spot -20 [339]

Alluring Whisper -20 [319]

Sticky Fingers: Brown Sugar -15 [304]

Faerie Feast -10 [294]

Home Perks

Pocket Space -5 [289]

Pocket Apartment -10 [279]

Talents

Template Stacking I x2 [You as Hajime Nagumo has Reinhard Van Astrea (Re:Zero), Satoru Gojo (Jujutsu Kaisen)] -40 [239]

Body Tune-Up -5 [234]

Martial -10 [224]

Soul -10 [214]

Defenses

Body x2  -10 [204]

Mind -25 [179]

Stress x2  -10 [169]

Soul x2  -50 [119]

Information x2  -50 [69]

Trace -50 [19]

Defenses discounted for retinue members +1 [20]

Misc Perks

Sexual Calibration -2 [18]

Fertility Calibration I -2 [16]

Universal Calibration -10 [6]

Time-Saversᵈˡᶜ -2 [4]

Chapter: 1

"So it wasn't a dream, huh?" he muttered to himself as a huge silver magical circle bloomed below him, easily covering the whole of the class before yeeting everyone into a completely new world.

A feeling unknown to him, nauseous as if he was in some grinder, appeared in his stomach, causing a mild headache. The next moment his feet touched solid ground, it vanished.

As the whiteness within his vision vanished, it was replaced by the dimness of the cold stone room and barely lit walls.

His two eyes, with the brilliance of two beautiful and breathtaking stars, gave a distinct glow within the dark room. Shimmering with an oceanic blue glow, the eyes seemed to give him an aura of invincibility and untouchable.

They moved, observing everything around him. Seconds, which had turned into uncountable segments of time, the man examined everything with unprecedented speed beyond a human reach: atoms, molecules, mana, life energy, divinity, nothing seemed to be hidden from his eyes as they seemed to pierce the veil of every possible mystery and reveal the truth to its user.

This prompted his lips to curl up in clear disdain as he muttered to himself.

"I knew it... Gojo's template, matched with Reinhard, was the best choice."

…

(Hajime Nagumo PoV)

The room suddenly erupted into chaos as the reality of things finally seemed to hit the minds of the people around me. Seeing them shouting and crying, I could not help but feel the physical cringe crawling onto my very existence.

Theoretically, I should be the one crying and panicking right now, not them—I am the one who died and reincarnated, admittedly finding myself in the void and having to sign an everlasting contract to be part of The Company and become an interdimensional slave trader; shady as fuck, but I am not complaining.

"S-Something strange just happened!" For sure, Nasuverse Wannabe Sherlock.

I am appalled at how stupid these "classmates of mine" were acting. Surely, after suddenly finding yourself in a completely unknown environment, what's the better way than to shout like an idiot? I am sure nothing can go wrong with that.

"Everyone, calm down! Make sure everyone is unharmed!" Kouki Amanogawa, hardcore Shirou fan, shouted. His insanely nauseating cocksucking of justice was one thing, but his calm-mindedness in the current situation another.

Wonders of creation.

"O chosen Heroes, welcome to Tortus." The sudden loud and heavy voice instantly made everyone's attention be diverted towards its owner, an old man with a beard long enough for him to be casted in the next Rapunzel. "I have been waiting for your arrival."

N*gga, you summoned us. Don't act like you have been on the watch for days now! Oops, I should control my racist side from kicking in now, don't want retards coming for my ass.

"I am the Pope of the Church of Saints, Ishtar Lombard," says Ancestor Ishtar, representing the True Immortal Ehit Sect. "Preparations are done, please follow me."

Right... As if that did not sound suspicious at all.

Ignoring him, I looked at my classmates and saw them giving each other confused looks before following Ancestor Ishtar. His rizz was unmatched in this room with that long white beard, and everyone could not help but follow him. I couldn't blame them as I was one of them.

"Please enjoy the drinks we've provided. It might help you ease the confusion I am sure you are feeling." Ancestor Ishtar finished, and maids entered the room, each holding a glass of... something in their hands.

Whatever that the maids placed in front of me aside, my OP eyes analyzed their whole body instantly over and over. Maybe she felt my gaze as she shuddered before creating distance between us.

Sorry for being mentally deranged, maid-san.

On the other hand, I knew I should have saved some credits for a maid. Fuck! Why is this world's rating so fucking low? If that wasn't the case, I'm sure I would have at least bought Mommy Kafka.

Though I am still buying her. I just need to get some credits—looking at named girls around—and I would be able to buy her.

I could not get her in the gacha due to people in Discord being fucking Mudae nerds, but I will definitely get her here! Ha! Fuck you guys! While you people are going to fap on that 2D image of her, I am going to fuck her in real life… or maybe let her fuck me… I am not afraid to say that I would definitely have a boner just by thinking of doing mommy play with her.

"It tastes good." I smack my lips, finishing the contents within the glass. Whatever it was, this shit hits hard.

"I am glad you liked it." Stop giving me that crappy smile, Ancestor Ishtar. My Gojo side's higher-ups' PTSD is kicking in. I might end up stabbing you with Walmart Excalibur, aka Dragon Sword Reid. And yeah, unlike its original part, it was my bitch. So no "if you want to wield me, then look for a worthy opponent" bullshit.

"Nagumo-kun, you shouldn't drink from strangers! Especially shady people like them." Oh wow, we were being this direct, sensei? I like it.

I turned my gaze and looked at my loli sensei. Just my look alone and my loli sensei was in a daze now. [Love Spot x Six Eyes] combo was too much for a mortal woman like her to take.

"It's alright, sensei. I don't mind poison testing these drinks for my classmates." Yeah, no. Forgive me, but I didn't give a shit about my classmates. I just wanted to test [Alluring Whisper], and looking at her blushed expression, I can tell that it worked as intended.

What an OP skill. I am totally going to abuse it.

The thought of talking with [Alluring Whisper] all the time was as tempting as the ass of Rin, but unlike the ass of Rin, I am sure I would get bored pretty quickly if I used it all the time.

"S-Still, please be careful." I really can't wait to fuck her. Don't blame me, who asked for me to accept to be an interdimensional slave trader. I just accepted reality faster than ever.

"Okay." I nodded.

It seems that The Company took care of all the complications that came with me taking over Hajime Nagumo. Due to [Body tune-up], my body has drastically changed from the lackey and thin body of [Hajime Nagumo], adding the fact that I now have [Six Eyes].

Yet, no one seemed to question such things at all. All acted as if it was normal, and I am glad they did. It would have been annoying bullshitting each thing, though I am sure [Alluring Whisper] would have taken care of it.

"I will explain everything, so please lend me your ears until the very end." Ancestor Ishtar finally regains control over the conversation and continues with the description of True Immortal Ehit Sect. "This is a world parallel to yours—Tortus. It is our one and only god whom we worship, Ehit-sama, who summoned you to this world. Compared to ours, your world is far more superior…"

Sorry to disappoint you, Ancestor Ishtar, but no one is buying your bullshit. Look, even the muscle head is being skeptical about this whole situation now.

"Damn, reality shows these days are trying too hard," says the muscle-headed idiot.

"Yeah..." Shizuku nods.

But Ancestor Ishtar seemed to completely ignore their insulting remark like a trained Ancestor of the True Immortal Ehit Sect and continued with his bullshit.

Only after warm rays of sun fell on my face did I realize that we were already out of the dark room, and now we're standing at the top of a mountain, covered by thick white clouds. It seems that I zoned out during his long-ass description of the world.

I raised my head and looked back to see the massive gate of the cathedral. It looked sick, not gonna lie. Maybe I should claim this as my home base. On the other hand, if I remember correctly, this place should also contain one of the labyrinths.

"U-um, I'd like to ask a question," my classmate gathers the power of friendship and meekly raises his hand. "If you could summon us to this world, surely you can send us back to your world, right?"

"H-he's right! You can send us back, right!?" and the peanut gallery becomes active once again.

The fact that they still think that they had freedom of choice is kinda cute.

"I'm very sorry... that is not something I can do," answered Ishtar with a beautifully merciless smile and an utterly cold tone. "Whether you are able to return to your world or not... is entirely up to Ehit-sama to decide."

Damn, that was cold as fuck, old man. If not for the fact that I personally wanted to stab you in the guts just because I felt like doing it, I would definitely have been your number one fan! I might have applied to be your disciple and joined the True Immortal Ehit Sect.

Sadly, in this life, only one of us can live freely under heaven! And that's definitely not you guys.

…

It seems that the reality of things finally hit my classmates, sending them into an unbelievable state of shock and depression.

Being the kind old man, Ancestor Ishtar asked for a servant to guide us directly to meet the king. How kind of him to allow mentally unstable kids to meet the highest authority of the country. Not gonna lie, I'm liking him more and more.

On the other hand, except for cocksucking justice wannabe accepting the request to go on a fucking war and his gonnies following after him like a bunch of NPCs, nothing worth mentioning happened really.

And that brings us to our current situation, which is to check our statuses for the first time.

“Mighty Heroes, I thank you for your cooperation. I am the commander of King Hairihi’s knights, Meld Rogins!” standing in front of everyone, the only likable middle-aged man in this country spoke. “Let’s cut to the chase. We have given each of you a Status Plate. As the name implies, it will record your status in numeric form. it‘s also used as an identification card so don’t you even lose it! Just spill a drop of your blood on it with the needle we’ve given you and it will register you as the owner. Don’t ask how it works, because we don't even have any idea…”

And so he continued. Basically, it was a status screen. You get it, right? Name, race, class, level, stats, the typical stuff, nothing new.

Though I am curious to see if my class has changed or not. After all, with the template of [Gojo Satoru and Reinhard Van Astera], it won't be surprising if I got another class instead of the original one.

Stabbing my finger, I dropped my blood on the status screen, and it started to shine brightly in golden light before a coherent set of text appeared on it.

[Name: Hajime Nagumo]

[Age: 17 years old]

[Gender: Male]

[Class: ???]

[Level: 1]

[STR: 500]

[VIT: 500]

[DEF: 500]

[AGI: 500]

[MAG: ???]

[RES: ???]

[Skills: Transmute, Language Comprehension, ???, ???, ???, ???, ???, ???, …]

Oh fuck, I broke it.

I knew some stuff would be obscure, but it seems that this status screen cannot quantify the stuff I got from The Company. So many question marks. If these people saw it, they might die of orgasm.

Though 500 max stats? I guess that's the peak of what I could get from the T4 strength of my templates.

[AN: I know he should have gotten more knowing that Reinhard, even without his blessings, is strong enough to kill Od Laguna and fight with Stella on stalemate. But status screen in Arifureta is wacky as fuck whose only purpose was to be introduced and then forgotten since mc got too op too fast. Hence, ignore it. It won’t have any relevance to the plot at all.]

Better put my [Information Defense] to use.

[Name: Hajime Nagumo]

[Age: 17 years old]

[Gender: Male]

[Class: Sword Saint]

[Level: 1]

[STR: 50]

[VIT: 50]

[DEF: 50]

[AGI: 50]

[MAG: 50]

[RES: 50]

[Skills: Transmute, Language Comprehension, Swordsmanship]

Staring at the status, I nodded to myself. This was good. Not too OP nor too weak, though the class [Sword Saint] made my Reinhard side slightly depressed.

Sorry for people who thought I would choose the same class as [Hajime Nagumo]. He didn't have cheats provided to him by The Company, but I did. And I was one shameless motherfucker who didn't mind milking the fuck out of them.

"Hey, Nagumo! I wanna see yours!" An annoyed sound comes from my behind, my brain already picking up the presence of an annoying bug.

He tries to grab my shoulder, probably to forcefully snatch the status screen out of my hand to take a look, but I easily sidestep before staring down at him with curled-up lips. Now my Gojo side "I am supreme" personality was showing.

"Mind your own business, Hiyama-san."

The annoying bug seemed to enter a dazed state, staring at me confusedly. Even though The Company took care of the fact that no one cared about the physical changes in me, my background was still the same.

For me to boldly dodge my bully and arrogantly stare at him with blatant disdain surely was to send him into a dazed state.

And instead of having a positive effect, [Alluring Whisper] seemed to have a negative effect, evident by rising disgust and anger on his face.

That's new. It seems that depending on the feelings of the target and what I say, the effects of [Alluring Whisper] change. I thought it was an easy brainwashing technique, but that doesn't seem to be the case. Good, I will remember that.

Rejoice, Hiyama Daisuke, you were useful for once!

"You bastard!" He didn't get to shine as a supervillain before loli sensei appeared and stopped him.

"No fighting, Hiyama-san!"

"You got it wrong, sensei! I am just asking for Nagumo to share his status with everyone. We were not fighting."

"I-Is that true, Nagumo-kun?" Don't be so nervous, loli sensei, it's alright to make mistakes, though you were definitely right there.

"Yes, sensei. Hiyama-san indeed asked for my status, but I denied it. But if sensei wants to see my status, I don't mind sharing it with you."

Put on a soft, handsome smile, narrow down your eyes a little, and leave everything to your perks; you will get a blushing loli sensei in return.

Fucking hell!

If only I had this shit in my past life. Life would have been so fucking easy. It is now though, so I'm not complaining.

"N-No... If Nagumo-kun doesn't want to show his status, then it's alright..."

"Sensei?" Hiyama stared at Aiko before she finally snapped out of her dazed state, only to get further embarrassed.

I’m sorry to let everyone see such an embarrassing state of yourself, Aiko-sensei. I will make sure that we are alone in a room next time so you can show me all of your sides.

I raised my hand and placed it over Aiko-sensei's head. Forgive my loli sensei, but I ain't going through the same bullshit as og Hajime, so I will be stamping you now.

"It's alright, Aiko-sensei." She finally seemed to calm down, completely unaware of the fact that she would be brainwashed and become my slave in three days. I feel no remorse; I chose this life after all. Regrets are for bitches, and I ain't one.

"Hiyama-kun is right, Nagumo-san. You shouldn't hide things from your fellow classmates. That's insincere." Cocksucking justice Shirou wannabe makes his entrance.

The more I look at his face, the more I want to punch him. Who would have thought I had such violent tendencies? I should make use of them someday.

"Here. I don't mind showing my status, if only Hiyama-san asked politely instead of trying to snatch it from my hand like some roadside bandit."

"Nagumo-kun is right, you shouldn't act like that, Hiyama-san." So fucking easy to manipulate. Really, makes me wonder how the fuck this dude was even able to live so far.

"I-I didn't do it! He is lying!"

"Aiko-sensei saw it, Hiyama-san. Isn't that right, Aiko-sensei?" Show me your magic, [Alluring Whisper] x [Sticky Finger]!

"T-that's right. Hiyama-kun, you shouldn't lie." Well, there you go. What now, bitch! I have the power of anime titties on my side.

"I-I..."

"Well, no need to get serious. It could be that Hiyama-san became so excited that he wanted to check the status of his fellow classmates."

"T-That's right! I just got too excited."

"Ah, so that's the case. It makes sense then."

I thought you were cool, Meld-chi, yet you went and betrayed me. Revenge of this slave trader is definitely not something you would want to see!

"Since the misunderstanding has been cleared, Nagumo, why don't you show your status to everyone? I am so close to selling this dude, someone stop me.

“Here, it's not like I want to hide it.”

"50 in every stat? As expected of heroes, it's the second strongest status after Kouki-kun so far." You got yourself an extra life with those praises, Meld-chi. "But Sword Saint? Hmmm. This is the first time I have heard of such a class... Is it related to sword and worshiping Ehit-sama?"

N*gga what? Even if you haven't read of such a class, where the fuck Shit-sama came into this? Can man be a saint without godly intervention? Though I'm already a saint for not selling pretty much every male in my sight.

"But with such high stat points, it must be a strong class. With enough training, I am sure you would be a great swordsman, Nagumo-kun."

If only you knew, Meld-chi, if only you knew...

"Heh. An unknown class, it must be some useless class if even Meld-san doesn't know about it." You're not even trying now, bully-san. Maybe I should really sell him, though the thought of mentally and physically torturing him first sounds more pleasing to my sadistic Gojo ass.

"What's your class?" Cuck, probably.

"Light Warrior." Cuck said, puffing out his chest proudly. I don't know why he did that, kinda gay not gonna lie.

"Right," I nodded before looking towards the fake priest. "Shirasaki-san, what is your job?"

The blatant killing intent thrown towards me by Cuck was beautiful.

"A-Ah, yes, it's a priest."

“Then make sure to protect me all the time.”

"Y-yes! Nagumo-kun, I will make sure nothing happens to you! Leave everything to me." Heh, cute. I can't wait to make her a slave- Oops.

"Well, since everyone knows their classes, we will start with basic training for everyone. Be sure to stay focused."

Training is boring, and I hate it.

It's the same thing, swing swing swing like a fucking idiot. No, the only thing I want to swing right now is my other sword, but I am sure people around me would definitely not appreciate it. Sad.

In the first place, as [Reinhard Van Astera x Gojo] template, training is the most useless thing in existence for me when I can probably become the strongest in a day or so...

"Yaegashi-san, can you help me in my training?" Yes, it was boring, so I had no other choice but to waste my time staring at Shizuku's perfectly proportioned body. It was not my fault, blame The Company for making me so OP. "Though they don't know much about my class, it is related to swordsmanship. Since Yaegashi-san knows swordsmanship, can you help me with the training?"

"Nagumo?" she gave me a suspicious stare before smiling. "I don't mind."

Of course you won't, mom.

"You have swordsmanship skill, right?" she asked, to which I nodded.

"Then it will make things easier." she nodded. "Just follow my moves and continue practicing. As long as you can get the basic form right, learning from there is not hard."

I nodded, seriously staring at the droplets of sweat trickling down into her cleavage. I want to be those droplets. And let's not forget those compacted thighs... they seem soft to touch.

"Nagumo, did something happen to you before coming here?" Yes, I died, met a shady-as-fuck organization, killed [Hajime Nagumo], and took over his place.

"No, why do you ask?" Did I get caught? I mean, The Company indeed took care of minor details, but the sudden attitude shift was enough to make even the biggest cocksucking justice idiot suspicious of me. Not that I cared. I cannot be someone I am not, after all.

"... You just feel different." So you were observing me so closely? I'm flattered.

"How so?" I inquired, finding her dazedly staring into my eyes. I'm glad I chose my eyes for the [Love Spot].

"Hmmm. It feels like you have become more confident and arrogant, not in a bad way though. Your body seems to release an unconscious aura that makes me feel like..." Feel like what?! Don't stop! Complete the fucking sentence! Don't leave me on edge, senpai!

"Nothing." Nooooo!

"Anyhow, do you want to do a little sparring? You will learn faster that way." She inquired, finally breaking eye contact with a small blush. Don't show me that expression senpai, I might get a boner—no, scratch that, my degenerate mind already gave me a boner!

I almost wanted to just go and stamp her. Patience, me, patience... we will get everything in due time. Let's just enjoy our life a little.

I nod.

It's sad that she did not complete the sentence. I wanted to know how I looked like to other people now. But I guess I'll just have to wait it out.

Throughout our little sparring, except for using my [Six Eyes] to slow down the time in my perception and leech over Shizuku's body, I made sure to not show much.

It was not that I was afraid to show my powers, but I did not want to shatter Shizuku's pride. She has been training for swordsmanship since her childhood. If I suddenly become stronger than her all of a sudden, it would definitely make her sad.

I was a scum, but even I would not do that. I would rather break her mentally... then use my sword for physically...

And with that, our day finally ended.