Volume 2 Chapter 8 The Three Brainwashed Bullies Erotic Assault Theater*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
We decided to split up and head back to our own places to pack for the stayover before meeting back at my house.
Since Risa and Yurina were going to walk over together later, it was just Chifumi and me leaving the station. We headed toward her place first. I was planning to wait outside her front gate, but she told me to go on ahead. She claimed it wouldn’t look good if anyone in the neighborhood saw her making a guy carry her bags.
Left with no choice, I walked home alone.
Just as I reached our front gate, I ran into my little sister, Kotoha. She was still wearing her elementary school uniform. It was a bit late for her to be getting home, so she was probably on her way back from an after-school cram class or lesson. It looked like she had just dropped her things inside and come right back out to the gate for some quick errand.
”Hey, big bro! Welcome home!” Kotoha cheered cheerfully, waving her hands.
”I’m back,” I replied.
”You went into a dungeon today, right? How was it? Tell me, tell me!” she asked, bouncing up and down with excitement.
”It was a total breeze for your big bro. I beat those phantoms to an absolute pulp,” I boasted, puffing out my chest.
”Whoa! So cool!” Kotoha squealed, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
Gotta love a little sister who praises you so wholeheartedly. She was pure healing energy.
”So, Kotoha, what are you doing out here anyway?” I asked.
”Oh, right! Mom told me to tell you to show your face in the main house,” Kotoha remembered, hitting her palm with her fist.
”Huh? Oh, alright,” I nodded.
”Don’t just hole up in the annex all day! Come over to the main house once in a while!” Kotoha pouted, giving me a playful push.
Kotoha skipped and bounded rhythmically back toward the main house. She was always bursting with energy.
I stopped by the annex first, dropped my bag right by the entryway floor step, and headed straight back out. It took a few minutes to walk up the gravel path and the stone steps leading to the main house. It was a massive building, though it was really only impressive in its sheer scale.
”Yo,” I muttered as I walked into the hallway.
Up until just a month ago, my room had been in this building, and I used to sleep here every night. It felt strange to announce my arrival like a guest in my own home.
I walked through the traditional earthen entryway, down the hall, and into the main tatami room. Nobody was there.
”I’m here! Where is everyone?” I called out into the quiet house.
”In the kitchen!” Kotoha’s voice echoed back from down the corridor.
I slid open the paper doors to the adjacent tatami room, cutting through two more rooms to take the shortest possible route straight to the kitchen.
”Welcome home, Minoru,” my biological mother, Momoko Naruse, said with a warm smile.
”I’m back,” I answered, stepping into the room.
My moms and Kotoha were gathered in the kitchen, surrounded by a literal mountain of freshly made sweet rice balls.
”What’s all this…?” I muttered, staring at the massive spread.
”A celebration for you, big bro!” Kotoha giggled, pointing at the platters.
”Your grandmother insisted we make them,” Momoko added, adjusting a tray.
I glanced around, but our grandmother was nowhere to be seen.
”Grandma went out with Grandpa,” one of my other moms explained from the stove.
”They went to a community meeting, so I doubt they’ll be back until late,” another mom chimed in.
As usual, my moms got along famously. One of them handed me a large, heavy wooden container. It was packed to the brim with ohagi1 sweet rice balls-easily thirty of them.
”And if any of your friends don’t have a sweet tooth, take this one too,” she said, passing me a second container.
In my other hand, she placed a second container filled with celebratory red bean rice2.
”You’re all celebrating together, right? A proper milestone deserves proper traditional food,” Momoko smiled warmly.
”Congratulations, sweetie!” the other moms chorused.
Whenever there was a cause for celebration in our family, making these two dishes together was a household tradition. I accepted them gratefully. Now I just had to figure out how I was going to carry all this back to the annex…
”Excuse me! Anyone home?” a voice called out from the front entrance.
That voice… Talk about perfect timing for a couple of pack mules to show up.
”Coming!” I shouted back.
I held up a hand to stop my mom from answering the door and headed out to the entrance myself. Risa and Yurina were standing on the porch.
”Ah, Minoru. Looks like we found the right place,” Risa said, letting out a sigh of relief.
”You guys came at the perfect time. Hold these,” I said, immediately thrusting the heavy containers forward.
”Huh? Wait… Wow, this is heavy. There’s so many!” Risa gasped, stumbling slightly under the weight.
I shoved one heavy container into each of their hands.
”Um, Minoru-sama? Is that your mother…?” Yurina stammered, freezing in place with her hands full.
She was staring past my shoulder, where my moms had crowded into the hallway, peering at the girls with intense curiosity.
”Oh, just ignore them. They don’t matter,” I sighed, waving them off.
”How cruel!” Momoko gasped from the hallway.
”Wow, big bro, total ice king,” Kotoha teased, popping her head out.
”What’s wrong with saying hello to our future daughters-in-law?” another mom laughed.
”Pleased to meet you both…” the third mom offered gently.
All four of my moms chimed in with their respective complaints, and one of them completely bypassed me to start introducing herself.
”Uh… um…” Risa stammered, her face turning bright red.
Risa and Yurina were visibly spinning their wheels, completely overwhelmed. I manually spun both of them around by their shoulders toward the exit and stepped into my own shoes.
”I’ll introduce you guys properly another time. Anyway, thanks for the food, moms. Tell Grandma I said thanks too,” I called back over my shoulder.
”Alright, have fun!” Momoko waved.
”Come back soon, girls!” the other moms shouted in unison.
”We’ll have a long, deep chat next time!” another added.
”See you eventually…” the last one nodded.
”Thank you for having us,” the two girls squeaked, bowing their heads as I pushed them out the door. I slammed the entrance shut behind us and kept guiding them forward, retreating hastily back to the annex.
Their travel bags were already sitting outside the annex entrance. Without giving them a choice, I ushered them inside, finally letting out a long breath of relief once the door was locked.
”Hold on, just a second…” Risa panted, setting the container down on the floor.
”Hmm?” I turned around.
”Who were the other three women besides your mom? The house staff?” Risa demanded, wiping her brow.
Risa and the others had met my biological mother, Momoko Naruse, before. But the other three were complete strangers to them.
”They’re all my mothers,” I stated matter-of-factly.
”Huh? You have four moms?” Risa shrieked, her jaw dropping.
”Actually, five,” I corrected calmly.
”There’s more of them?!” Risa cried out, her eyes widening in sheer shock.
Honestly, if she just stopped to think about the societal math of this world, it made perfect sense.
In a standard societal cluster, you have a ratio of one dominant male to five dominant females. That’s just how the numbers shake out. It doesn’t mean a man legally marries all five once he reaches adulthood; generally, he officially marries the primary alpha female-the Witch-and the remaining four settle into roles as recognized, socially sanctioned concubines.
There are even powerful, high-tier magical overlords with multiple clusters who maintain upwards of ten mistresses, though that’s a luxury reserved for the truly elite and aggressively ambitious.
Chifumi’s household, the Takino residence, followed that exact multi-estate pattern. Her father had several different homes to return to.
On the other hand, the Tatemiya family made full use of our sprawling estate and buildings to keep the primary wife and all the concubines living under one roof. Every single one of them was a mother to me. They divided up the labor seamlessly-some worked outside the home, some handled the daily housework, and others managed the various political and administrative affairs of the Tatemiya clan.
Because our family policy dictated that child-rearing was a collective effort, my younger brother, Kotoha, and the rest of my siblings were raised as full brothers and sisters, despite having different biological mothers. As a side note, my biological mother didn’t actually hold the number-one rank in the household hierarchy.
Originally, I was supposed to be the second son. The older brother born to the primary wife had passed away shortly after birth, before I was even born. Because of that, the entire lineage of rights and duties slid down the chain to me-the kid who was only ever supposed to be the backup. The younger brother born after me was the biological child of the primary wife. Because of that dynamic, I technically belonged to a branch line. Personally, I believed the succession and head-of-household status should rightfully pass to my younger brother when the time came.
”That is a terrifying number of mistresses… The sheer amount of drama… A bloody betrayal feels mathematically inevitable,” Risa muttered, shivering at the thought.
”Nah, they’re all former members of the same battle cluster. Everyone is perfectly content with the current arrangement,” I explained, unpacking the containers.
”Oh, right… Wow. I guess to a normal citizen, standard common sense makes it hard to wrap your head around,” Risa admitted, shaking her head.
”Probably,” I agreed.
”Do your moms ever get into fights?” Risa asked, leaning against the table.
”Sure, occasionally. But the moment Dad steps in to mediate, they patch things up instantly,” I smiled.
”Figures…” Risa murmured.
To be fair, I had been just as bewildered when my own powers awakened and I realized the reality of this world. Five mothers is definitely a lot to process.
I set the heavy wooden containers down on the low table in the middle of the eight-mat tatami room. Risa and Yurina immediately headed to the kitchen corner to fetch teacups and small plates. Just as I found myself standing around with nothing to do, a familiar voice called out to me from below.
”Hey, big bro. Got a second?” a voice rasped out from the shadows.
”Hmm? Go ahead,” I said, looking down.
Hinoki crawled out from beneath the low table with a dry, rustling sound, shaking off the dust.
”There’s something about that alternate dimension today that’s been bothering me,” Hinoki said, leaning against a table leg.
”Yeah?” I asked, kneeling down.
”That doll you fought. It carried a real nostalgic scent,” Hinoki muttered, scratching its chin.
”Nostalgic?” I repeated, raising an eyebrow.
”Yeah. The scent of an old acquaintance. A sorcerer from back when I was still riding high and running wild,” Hinoki explained, its eyes narrowing as it recollected.
”The scent of a sorcerer from over a thousand years ago? There’s no way an anatomy lab model existed back then, so maybe they developed some highly specific, unique magic… Or maybe an artifact or relic was involved? What was the sorcerer’s name?” I asked in quick succession.
”Man, I’m incredibly sorry. I just can’t dredge up the name. Just… keep your guard up out there, okay?” Hinoki sighed, shaking its head in frustration.
”Even if you tell me to be careful…” I muttered, rolling my eyes.
Leave it to the guide character to drop a massive, ominous hint while omitting every single useful piece of information. In times like these, the standard protagonist response was simple:
”Well, we’ll manage somehow. Probably. Besides, if you noticed it, Hinoki, it means you’ll be able to handle it if anything actually happens,” I said reassuringly.
”True enough. If it pops back into my head, I’ll let you know. Just call me whenever you need a hand,” Hinoki nodded, its form beginning to blur.
”Got it. Thanks,” I said.
”No worries, no worries. Well, I’m gonna hit the sack,” Hinoki yawned before vanishing completely.
With that, Hinoki vanished into thin air. Talk about a free-spirited phantom. Hinoki was entirely different from the other spirits I had subjugated, which made the dynamic constantly refreshing.
”I’m back~!” Chifumi’s voice echoed from the annex entryway, followed by the sound of sliding doors.
The moment she stepped into the room and saw the containers of ohagi on the table, her eyes lit up with sheer joy. She knew exactly how legendary the Tatemiya family’s cooking was.
”Jackpot~! I had a total psychic feeling we’d be getting ohagi today!” Chifumi cheered, practically bouncing over to the table.
”It was pretty predictable, yeah,” I chuckled, setting out the cups.
”I can’t wait~!” Chifumi squealed, rubbing her hands together.
With Chifumi’s hype setting the mood, Risa and Yurina returned with a tray of hot green tea. The four of us dug in together. It was absolutely delicious.
After eating, it was time for some light exercise to work off the calories.
While the three girls went into the training room to get things ready, I quickly knocked out the remaining household chores. Once Chifumi called out that it was okay to enter, I slid the door open, only to find all three of them standing there in school uniforms.
If that were the whole story, it would have been business as usual-but it wasn’t. The uniforms were completely different.
”Ta-da~! It’s the Shisei Academy uniform~! What do you think? It was an absolute nightmare tracking down sizes that would fit all three of us, you know?” Chifumi giggled, spinning around to show off the pleated skirt.
Unlike our standard national public school blazers, the elite private Shisei Academy utilized a classic sailor-suit style. The skirts were long and elegant, radiating an aura of wealthy, untouchable high-school heiresses.
”We couldn’t track down a male version of the uniform, though~ Sorry about that,” Chifumi added with a mischievous wink.
”This is more than enough,” I said, my throat dry as I stared at them.
”Alright, from this moment on, we are ‘girls whose fundamental common sense has been brainwashed to believe that sexually humiliating a boy is a standard form of bullying.’ You know, that scenario you mentioned before, Minoru. We’re going to play the role of girls completely corrupted by your brainwashing, so make sure you keep up, okay?” Chifumi explained, her tone shifting into a sharp, commanding edge.
”Oh, wow. Seriously? I am so down. Let’s do it,” I grinned, immediately stepping forward.
”Minoru-sama, please be gentle with us,” Yurina murmured, a deep flush spreading across her cheeks as she looked down.
”Let’s begin!” Risa declared, snapping her fingers to command attention.
And just like that, the curtain rose.
The “Three Brainwashed Bullies Erotic Assault” Theater.
”Ugh… Seriously~? What are you just standing there dazing out for~?” Chifumi drawled, her voice dripping with artificial contempt as she glared down at me.
”Strip already, you piece of trash,” Risa snapped, stepping forward and crossing her arms tightly.
”D-do you seriously need us to tell you every single thing? You really are a pathetic, useless loser, aren’t you?” Yurina chimed in, her voice trembling slightly with embarrassment, though she forced herself to maintain a stern, arrogant expression.
Chifumi and Risa were completely throwing themselves into their roles. Even Yurina, despite her lingering shyness, was giving it her absolute all.
”Risa~, Yurina~. Strip Minoru naked~,” Chifumi commanded, waving her hand lazily.
”Understood,” Risa said with a cold smirk, stepping into my space.
”Right,” Yurina nodded, closing in from the other side.
The two of them immediately pinned me down, their fingers working quickly to tear the clothes right off my body. Once I was completely stripped bare, I was forced to sit in a submissive, formal seiza posture, surrounded entirely by the three girls in their pristine sailor uniforms. Looking up from the floor, I saw Chifumi grinning with sadistic amusement, Risa looking down her nose at me with pure disdain, and Yurina maintaining a rigidly serious, detached expression. The sheer anticipation had my c**k swelling rapidly, straining upward.
”Oh my god~ What is that~? Why is it so huge~?” Chifumi mocked, pointing a finger directly at my groin.
”Look at him. I don’t think this pathetic loser even realizes he’s about to get violently used by the three of us,” Risa sneered, nudging my shoulder with her foot.
”…How utterly shameless,” Yurina whispered, turning her face away slightly but keeping her eyes locked onto me.
Their character dynamics were absolutely spot-on.
”Chifumi, what’s the plan?” Risa asked, looking back toward the leader.
”Let’s see~ First~ Yurina, go stand by the door and make sure nobody comes in~,” Chifumi directed, pointing toward the sliding entrance.
”Got it. Just hurry up and get it over with before we get caught,” Yurina muttered, walking away with a heavy sigh.
She leaned casually against the pillar by the entrance. Acting as the heavy or the lookout of the group, her vibe was perfect-the reluctant friend who was only tagging along for the ride, completely uninvested but watching the show with a cold, lingering gaze. It fit the scenario beautifully.
”Risa~,” Chifumi called out softly.
At Chifumi’s subtle nod, the two of them slowly, teasingly began to hitch up the hems of their long sailor skirts right in front of my face. From my low perspective on the floor, I was inches away from seeing everything before they suddenly halted the movement.
”What? Why are you staring so hard, you pervert? Are you stupid?” Risa taunted, leaning down slightly to look into my eyes.
”Wow, what an impatient little dog~,” Chifumi giggled, trailing a finger along her inner thigh.
The two of them laughed musically at my expense. Damn it! It was frustrating, but… God, it was hot.
”Well~ I suppose it’s cruel to keep a good dog waiting~ Here, take a look~ ❤️” Chifumi whispered, finally pulling the fabric completely out of the way.
The view opened up. Both of them were wearing incredibly sexy, lace-trimmed lingerie. My eyes darted frantically back and forth between their crotches.
”Whoa. His eyes are literally feral right now. It’s kind of terrifying,” Risa laughed, running a hand through her hair.
”Come on~ A dog should act like a dog. Start licking~ ❤️” Chifumi commanded, shifting her stance to press forward.
Chifumi took a step closer, pressing her thighs right against my face. Still pinned in a seiza posture, I leaned forward, extending my tongue straight into her crotch. The fabric of her panties was already damp, and as I dragged my tongue along her slit, the distinct, intoxicating taste of Chifumi flooded my mouth. I reached out, my hands sliding up her smooth thighs to squeeze her legs, but-
”Uh-oh~ Since when do dogs get to use their hands~?” Chifumi tsked, slapping my wrists lightly.
”Minoru, I think you’re forgetting your place here,” Risa interjected, reinforcing the boundary with a sharp glare.
I immediately shifted gears, relying entirely on my tongue to please her.
”Ah… mmh~ ❤️ You’re so good at this~ ❤️ Such a good little pet~ ❤️” Chifumi moaned softly, her knees trembling slightly as she leaned into the sensation.
Chifumi tangled her fingers into my hair, gripping tightly as she began to grind her hips against my face, tilting her pelvis to ensure my tongue hit her exact sweet spot. I worked furiously, lapping at her wet warmth.
Suddenly, a soft, warm sensation wrapped around my shaft. I glanced sideways and saw Risa crouching down right beside me. She had reached down and gripped my hard d**k, sliding her hand firmly up and down. Because of the way she was crouching, her skirt was pulled completely open, giving me an unrestricted view right up her thighs.
”Holy shit. Minoru is already rock hard. There’s literally pre-c*m leaking out the top. Chifumi, I think he’s ready, don’t you?” Risa observed, a wicked grin breaking across her face as she pumped her hand faster.
”Mmh~ Yeah, looks like it~,” Chifumi gasped, her breath catching as I hit her center again.
Chifumi patted my head gently, signaling me to stop licking. She stepped back, letting her skirt drop with a soft rustle, and then shoved my shoulder.
I fell backward onto the tatami mat, and Chifumi immediately straddled my waist, climbing into a dominant riding position.
”Alright, here I go~ ❤️” Chifumi whispered, aligning herself over me.
”You better try your absolute hardest not to c*m instantly, loser,” Risa mocked, leaning over my face to watch.
Shifting her underwear to the side, Chifumi guided my c**k inside herself, sliding down until we were completely connected.
”Haaah… ahh~~… It’s so big and hard… It feels amazing inside me~ ❤️ Ahh~ ❤️❤️” Chifumi cried out, her eyes rolling back briefly as she swallowed the entire length.
”It’s honestly infuriating how good Minoru’s c**k is. You’re a total piece of trash, but your d**k is top-tier,” Risa provoked, leaning in close to whisper against my cheek.
”I’m going to get so full~ ❤️” Chifumi gasped, burying her face in the crook of my neck.
She began to roll her hips slowly, rocking back and forth to savor the sensation. Enveloped by her tight, soaking-wet heat, the intense pleasure transmitted instantly from my waist straight to my brain.
”Oh, no~ I can’t hold back~ ❤️❤️” Chifumi cried out, her pace suddenly quickening.
Chifumi’s movements grew faster, her strokes deepening. Arching her back, she planted her hands flat against my thighs, repeatedly slamming her core down onto me, deliberately showing off the wet, sliding point of our connection.
”Wow, look at him. Minoru is literally staring a hole into her p**sy. His n**ples are completely hard, too,” Risa laughed, reaching down to pinch one of my n**ples sharply.
Risa squatted right next to my face, flashing her panties as she whispered filth directly into my ear. The thick, musky scent of arousal was filling the room, and I could see a massive, dark wet spot blooming right through the crotch of Risa’s underwear.
”Come on~ ❤️ Just let it out~ ❤️ Shoot it all inside me! Pump your seed deep into my dangerous, unsafe-day p**sy~ ❤️❤️” Chifumi begged, her voice breaking as she pounded against me with wild abandonment.
Chifumi leaned forward, pressing her chest flat against mine as she rode me wildly. She ran her tongue over my n**ples, looking down at me with flushed, breathless eyes.
”Fill her up! Breed Chifumi and make her a teen mom! ❤️” Risa urged, her voice a hot whisper against my ear as her fingers dug into my shoulders.
This was insane… I was going to explode! I had already made sure they all took their birth control pills beforehand, so there was zero actual risk of pregnancy, but the raw psychological thrill of the fantasy-the illusion that I was completely ruining her life and forcing myself into a shotgun wedding-sent my arousal skyrocketing past the point of return.
As Chifumi brought her hips down in one final, crushing stroke, I screamed out to her.
”Chifumi, c*m with me!”
”!? ❤️… I’m c**ming~! Ahh~! ❤️❤️❤️ shreds” Chifumi shrieked, her internal walls clamping down like a vice.
Chifumi’s entire body spasmed and convulsed violently on top of me as I blew a massive, bucking load of s**men deep into the absolute furthest depths of her womb.
”Haa… haa… ❤️ Haa… ❤️ Look at that… you shot so much inside me~ ❤️” Chifumi panted, resting her forehead against mine as she slowly uncoupled from me.
Slowly lifting herself off me, Chifumi tilted her pelvis forward, proudly displaying her dripping wetness. Chifumi and Risa giggled together as thick, creamy white fluid began to leak out of her and drip heavily onto my stomach.
”Yep, that’s definitely a guaranteed pregnancy~ ❤️” Chifumi giggled, tracing a line through the mess on my skin.
”Wow. Look at that pathetic, drained face. Got your soul milked right out of you, huh? You better accept reality, sign the papers, and get ready to be a teenage dad, got it? My condolences,” Risa sneered, crossing her arms as she looked down at me.
The act was still going strong, and honestly, from start to finish, their performance was flawless. Chifumi was already wiping up the excess fluids from my stomach, before leaning down to take my softening c**k into her mouth, eagerly sucking up the remaining s**men trapped inside my urethra.
As I lay there dazed, staring blankly at the ceiling, Risa’s mocking voice shattered my trance.
”What are you looking so spaced out for? I haven’t even had my turn yet,” Risa smirked, placing a heavy hand directly over my groin.
The erotic fantasy play was nowhere near over.
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Summary:
Returning to the ancestral estate of the Tatemiya clan, Minoru reconciles his family dynamic with five cohabiting mothers before escaping back to the annex with his classmates. Beneath the low table, the phantom Hinoki warns him of an ancient sorcerer’s familiar scent detected inside the recent dimension anomaly. The girls soon initiate a structured, brainwashed-bully theatrical roleplay scenario in Shisei Academy uniforms, leaving Minoru heavily drained yet eagerly facing an unresolved queue for round two.
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Trivia:
The societal ratio in this fantasy world stands at approximately one dominant male to five dominant females.
Minoru was originally the backup second son, but inherited primary branch lineage obligations after his older half-brother passed away in infancy.
Chifumi’s father maintains several entirely separate estates for his concubines, whereas Minoru’s father houses all five under one roof.
Hinoki cannot remember the precise name of the ancient sorcerer associated with the anatomy lab model phantom.
All participating girls took oral birth control preemptively to safely play out the psychological “teen pregnancy” theme.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Chifumi – Minoru’s 15-year-old childhood friend and classmate is a scrawny, long-haired frost/water mage and devoted Majo. Energetic and cat-like, this Takino family member serves as Minoru’s primary Witch and secretary. She balances playful charm and fierce battlefield support with administrative duties, while acting as an affectionate, proactive participant in his harem and a skilled, sharp-tongued mediator.
• Yurina – A beautiful, black-haired swordswoman and disciplined vanguard in Minoru’s group. A skilled user of severing sorcery, she balances a proud, serious combat demeanor with a timid, easily embarrassed nature. Though devoted to Minoru and supported by Chifumi and Risa, she struggles internally with her forced submissive role, constantly battling emotional turmoil beneath her stubborn facade.
• Risa – A sharp-tongued, long-haired gyaru student and skilled dungeon combatant wielding dual magic pistols. Known for her Western cooking and provocative banter, she has transitioned from a prideful, hostile fighter into a submissively devoted follower of Minoru. She balances common-sense pragmatism with enthusiastic participation in brainwashing roleplay, acting out resistance to her master.
• Yuri – A cheerful and energetic first-year student at Higashi High who is a classmate of Shibuya and an acquaintance of Kibe Yurina from their middle school days. A girl known for being aggressive toward Hayato and displaying overt favoritism.
• Kotoha – Minoru’s younger sister is an energetic elementary school student with long hair and high spirits. Inquisitive and protective of her brother’s social life, she frequently interjects herself into his conversations with friends.
• Minoru – Reincarnated from a powerful lineage, this stoic, shock-wielding Majin navigates a world of reversed beauty standards as a calculated high schooler and dungeon administrator. As leader of his exploration squad, he maintains a pragmatic, dominant approach to safety and development, exercising rigid control over his subordinates—including trainee Yurina—through strategic mastery contracts and command-based criteria.
• Momoko – The biological mother of Minoru, known formally as Momoko Naruse, who maintains a friendly dynamic with the rest of the household.
• Naruse – The family name of Risa.
• Takino – The family name of Chifumi.
• Tatemiya – The family name of the protagonist (Minoru), and Kotoha.
• Hinoki – A centipede-type Great Apparition and ancient spirit bound to Minoru as his chibi familiar and tactical advisor. Playful yet free-spirited, she possesses powerful jaws, magic resistance, and the unique ability to reconfigure dungeons. Driven by a nostalgic memory from a millennium ago, she serves as a loyal shield and trump card, seeking to restart her life cycle through their partnership.
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