Since all the girls present were trustworthy and part of Yuri's inner circle, he had no objections to their request.
"If that's what you want…" he replied with a light sigh, starting to unbutton his shirt. His voice sounded casual, almost indifferent.
He then removed his shirt, revealing his bare, well-defined back, and added in a firm, serious tone as he glanced at all of them:
"But let me make one thing clear first—you're only allowed to see my current parameters. No peeking at my skills!"
The warning was direct, his gaze sweeping across the group to ensure they understood.
As soon as Yuri's back was exposed, Riveria—guided by her sharp instincts and sense of responsibility as a veteran mage and, of course, as his lover—was the first to react. Without hesitation, she stepped forward and swiftly covered the inscriptions detailing his skills with her hands.
Although only she and Ais could fully comprehend the sacred words etched into Yuri's skin, and despite all the others being trustworthy, Riveria deemed it wiser to be cautious.
"Only the parameters…" she muttered softly, casting an affectionate and protective glance at Yuri.
The girls quickly gathered around him, forming a semicircle. Ais positioned herself at the center, almost like the group's representative. With a delicate gesture, she placed her fingertips on Yuri's warm, marked skin, tracing slowly across the rows of numbers.
The eyes of everyone present moved up and down, following the lines of magical black characters tattooed onto his back.
"…SSS," Ais's gentle voice finally broke the silence.
"…What?" one of the girls gasped, while others involuntarily let out sharp breaths of disbelief.
A chorus of astonishment quickly filled the room, with only Syr watching silently, her lips curled into an amused smile.
"All the parameters…" Ais turned her head slightly, as if reluctant to repeat what she had just confirmed, but still she spoke clearly and firmly:
"Strength, endurance, agility… they're all at SSS level!"
"SSS?!!" the catgirls from the Hostess of Fertility echoed in unison with Tione, Tiona, and Lefiya, all of them shouting at once, utterly dumbfounded.
For a moment, they were completely speechless, exchanging incredulous glances as if needing to confirm they weren't hallucinating.
Based on the vast experience accumulated by many adventurers in Orario, rank S was already considered the peak of human capability. SS was extremely rare, reserved only for the most exceptional prodigies—a value that surpassed the known upper limits.
But SSS… that was a concept most only encountered in legends, something so distant and unreal that even in dreams they would never dare to imagine it.
Yet here they were, all of them witnessing with their own eyes that Yuri possessed every single parameter at this unbelievable level.
"SSS… a colossal breakthrough… over a thousand points above the standard value…" Ais murmured, her clear golden eyes shimmering, fixated on the numbers as though hypnotized, unable to look away.
Everyone swallowed hard, struggling to process the weight of this revelation—something that, if leaked, would surely send shockwaves through all of Orario.
Lefiya, her voice still trembling with disbelief, whispered:
"So… the skills Yuri-san acquires at each level… are twice as powerful as any other adventurer at the same rank?! That means… even at a relatively low level, he's already far surpassed the attributes of high-ranking adventurers…!"
Each level… doubling the limit.
It was a monstrous growth rate, a progression that didn't just exceed but utterly shattered the normal expectations of any adventurer. If he continued leveling up… his power would become simply unparalleled.
While the group was still processing all this, their reactions ranging from awe to disbelief to something bordering on reverent fear, Hestia returned calmly from her shopping trip with Haruhime… only to freeze in place upon witnessing the scene.
She stopped immediately, the shopping bags still hanging from her arms, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape. What was she seeing?
Sure, it made sense that the beautiful feline-eared waitresses from the Hostess of Fertility were there, along with the ever-cool and composed Ryu Lion. After all, they were all close friends of Yuri, and it was natural they would share moments like this.
But… why on earth were those powerful and formidable women from the Loki Familia also there?! Ais, Tione, Tiona, Lefiya… all of them, gathered around him?!
A sharp, bitter thought crossed the goddess's mind.
(That… that damn scoundrel… Could it be… that he's managed to charm all the female leaders of the Loki Familia too?!)
Just imagining it, especially recalling the recent rumors about Yuri and Ais, made a furious flame of jealousy boil inside her. She clenched her teeth hard, her eyes narrowing with a silent, simmering rage.
If she could, she would've bitten that stinking scoundrel to death right then and there!
But, after taking a deep breath and swallowing her pride, Hestia quickly recomposed herself. She couldn't afford to show any weakness—not in front of these stunning women who were so clearly coveting her beloved Yuri.
So, with a forced smile and her best trained hospitality, she stepped forward, greeting them all with impeccable courtesy:
"Welcome, girls! Please, make yourselves at home!"
Her voice sounded sweet and serene… yet, amid the affectionate gesture, she discreetly pinched Yuri's exposed waist with all her strength, making him flinch ever so slightly.
He turned his head toward her, raising a brow in silent protest, but Hestia maintained her placid smile, as though nothing at all had happened.
The tension in the air, however, was palpable.
The girls continued analyzing Yuri's parameters, while Hestia wrestled with a chaotic mix of pride, jealousy, and exasperation. How could someone like Yuri… have become such a living legend… such an absurdly powerful monster… and at the same time, an irresistible magnet for all these extraordinary women?
She glanced at him one more time from the corner of her eye, still holding onto her shopping bags.
"That idiot…" she thought with a resigned sigh, as the group of girls kept marveling over the impossible numbers inked across Yuri's back.
And he, as always… just laughed quietly, as if all of this was the most natural thing in the world.
(End of the chapter)