[Divine Fragnt Host Detected!]
[Target: Lala Satalin Deviluke]
[Mission: Beco her fiancé, earn her trust and goodwill, and obtain future father‑in‑law's approval; once those conditions are t, you may collect the Divine Fragnt.]
[Mission Privileges: Ability to nullify technology, Immunity to biochemical damage, "Lucky Pervert" buff (ti‑limited: 2 months 15 days)]
(After the fragnt is collected, all privileges beco permanent.)
Although the female "voice" in his head was saying sothing outrageous, Shichen had no ti to worry about that now.
Soft, slippery warmth filled his left hand. His eyes were overwheld by pale skin and pink, and he couldn't look away from the girl who had suddenly appeared in his arms—held princess‑style.
She wasn't wearing a single thing. Her delicate face was angelic; bubble‑gum‑pink hair with a single ahoge, erald‑green eyes full of innocence, perfectly sculpted features… The word perfect flashed through Shichen's mind.
Unable to help himself, his gaze slid downward, landing on two key points that reminded him of cherry blossoms just beginning to bloom.
Then ca a flat, taut little belly, a cute navel, and—exactly what he expected: smooth and bare.
Yet what truly stole the show, even more than what his right hand was feeling, was the black tail behind her—just like a demon's tail in an ani. It was swaying consciously, the heart‑shaped tip in plain view.
A girl who appears in your arms out of nowhere is obviously not normal—and Shichen already knew who she was.
"Ah‑leh?"
Blinking in surprise, the girl showed no embarrassnt about being naked in his arms; instead, she looked puzzled.
"How did I get teleported into your embrace?"
"And you are…?" Shichen pretended not to recognize her, asking curiously while his left hand stubbornly refused to let go.
"Ah, hello—sorry to trouble you."
She bowed politely, then introduced herself. "I'm Lala—Lala Satalin Deviluke—from the planet Deviluke."
Her voice was sweet and lively, delightful to hear.
"Deviluke? An alien?"
"Mhm. From your planet's perspective, yes."
"Seriously?" Shichen looked skeptical.
"You don't believe ?" Lala tilted her head.
"It's hard to believe, you know."
"Is that so? Then could you put down first?"
"Sure."
Sensing no other presences nearby, Shichen's left hand involuntarily squeezed once before he finally set her on her feet.
"Mm‑h~" Lala let out a soft murmur.
"Sorry about th—"
This unruly left hand… I'll chop it off one day!
"It's fine… If anything, it's my fault," Lala said, shaking her head. Still barefoot, she stood calmly while he could see every inch of her. Turning around, she bent forward slightly.
"This tail should be proof, right? People on this planet don't have tails, do they?"
"Well, that's true…" Shichen stroked his chin, trying to look serious—yet her moon‑white curves drew his eyes far more than the tail.
"Believe now?" Lala turned back with a gentle smile.
Shichen frowned slightly, staring her in the eyes—and at the two key points below. "Then why do you speak Japanese?"
"I studied it so I could escape to this planet."
"That's impressive…" His gaze dropped again. "Escape from what?"
"Escape is exactly what I an. I'm being pursued." She nodded lightly, offering no further detail.
"All right, I'll buy that you're an alien. But how did you appear in my arms out of the blue?"
"Because of this~" She raised her right forearm.
Shichen looked up and saw a silver wristband shaped like a key on the back of her wrist.
"What's that?"
"It's called Warp‑kun. I can't choose where it lands , but it lets one person short‑range teleport. I used it from an escape pod on my ship and—whoosh—accidentally warped right into your arms."
"…That amazing?" Hearing it firsthand, Shichen's mouth twitched.
Gaining space manipulation with an invention—her genius was downright absurd.
Since he himself could use spatial magic, he knew how hard warping space was. Doing it with technology alone—even with flaws—was enough to make any mage jealous.
"It's no big deal." Lala scratched her cheek shyly, puffing out her chest.
"You're being hunted—are you sure you're okay?" His eyes drifted down again.
"I'll manage—"
"Lady Lala!"
A small white flying object shot out of the night sky and landed in her arms.
"Lala-sama, thank goodness you're all right!"
"Peke, you made it out safely too!" Lala hugged the little thing, delighted.
"Mm! Luckily the ship was still in this planet's atmosphere… Huh? Who's this? Are you a native? He feels… unusual…" The tiny robot finally noticed Shichen.
"Oh right! I never asked your na," Lala said, rembering.
The little thing blocked his view, so Shichen examined it: tiny humanoid, evidently a robot, sporting black bat‑like wings.
"I'm Shichen. And it is…?" he asked.
"That's Peke, my outfit‑changer robot… Shichen, right? Then should I call you Shichen?" Lala asked.
"Works for ."
"Then Shichen it is." Lala smiled.
"Lala-sama, who is this man? Why are you with him? He seems kind of formidable…" Peke whispered.
"Peke, manners~ Shichen saved . He's my friend."
"I see…"
"Never mind that—transform, quick!"
"Ah! Almost forgot! But hasn't he already seen every inch of you?"
"So what? Shichen's already touched too."
"WHAT?" Peke was stunned.
"All right, let get dressed," Lala urged.
"R‑right! Outfit‑change—style mode!"
An incredible scene unfolded: Peke transford into sothing like fabric, wrapped around Lala, and gradually ford a white outfit on her body—a skintight suit with a skirt and a hat that perfectly showed off her figure, strangely seductive. Her tail still poked out.
"Peke showed up just in ti—finally I've got clothes. How do I look, good?" Lala struck a pose.
"Yeah, very nice—though it'd be better a little looser."
"Eh? Why?"
"Because it shows your figure off so much."
"That's true… but it's really convenient."
"…Fair enough."
"Lala-sama, what will you do next?" Peke—now residing in the hat—asked.
"I already have a plan~"
"What is it?"
"It's—"
Whoosh!
Two burly n in black suits dropped from the sky, cutting her off. They landed front and back, boxing her in.
"You truly are a troubleso ojou-sama," one said gravely. "We're sorry, but even if we must bind you, we must restrain you now."
"…Peke."
Lala wasn't afraid at all; instead she scolded Peke: "Didn't I tell you not to let them track us?"
"S‑sorry, Lala-sama."
"Honestly! What now? I'm out of options!"
"Um, Lala-sama—another jump with Warp‑kun?"
"Warp‑kun only has one charge left!"
"Then…" Peke was sweating bullets.
"Please co with us," one man said, stepping forward to seize her arm.
"Hold it."
Shichen suddenly stepped inside their circle, slapped the man's hand away, and pulled Lala behind him.
"Who are you?" the man asked, confused.
"Shichen!" Lala's face lit up.
"What do you want?" Shichen asked coldly.
"You're native to this planet, right? Best keep out of this."
"Sorry, ddling's my favorite hobby." Shichen grinned.
"That so? Then don't bla us."
The man swung a heavy punch, the air whistling.
"Shichen!"
Smack!
Before Lala's worried cry finished, a sharp clap rang out—her eyes widened. Shichen had casually caught the punch.
"Knew he wasn't ordinary…" Peke muttered.
"Lala."
Boom!
With one kick Shichen sent the man flying, then glanced back at her.
"What is it?" Lala was practically sparkling with excitent.
"Don't underestimate … got it?"
The mont he finished, Shichen vanished, reappeared in front of the second man, and with another kick sent him hurtling several ters away.
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