The room in Belle's second-floor apartment was dark, save for the soft blue glow of streetlights slipping through half-closed blinds. Eight bodies lay tangled across the oversized bed that somehow managed to fit them all—Yuuki in the very center, utterly spent, surrounded by the gentle rise and fall of breathing from Miyabi, Caesar, Astra, Vivian, Belle, Ye Shunguang, Orphie, and Magus.
Satisfaction hung thick in the air like incense.
Yuuki's eyelids fluttered once… twice…
…and the world folded.
He opened his eyes to mist and moonlight.
The Qingming Realm welcomed him like an old friend. Cherry blossoms drifted sideways through air that smelled of clean steel and night-blooming jasmine. In the center of the stone platform stood Qingming herself—white fox ears perked, nine ethereal tails swaying slowly, wearing the exact flowing robes Ye Shunguang favored in battle, yet softer, dreamier.
She smiled the moment she saw him.
Without a word she stepped forward, took his wrist with gentle insistence, and pulled him down to sit beside her on the low stone bench that had appeared beneath the eternal moon.
A teapot and two cups materialized on the low table in front of them.
Sena appeared next—wings folded neatly, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. She poured jasmine tea with practiced grace, first for Qingming, then for Yuuki.
「どうぞ,ゆっくり飲んでね.」
(Here. Take your time.)
Yuuki exhaled, long and slow. He lifted the cup, inhaled the steam, and took a careful sip.
The warmth spread through his chest like forgiveness.
Qingming leaned against his shoulder, purring—actually purring—like a contented cat.
「…ずっと待ってたよ,耶愛夜.」
(…I've been waiting so long, Ye Aiyah.)
Yuuki smiled faintly into his cup.
Then Qingming continued, voice soft and dangerously sweet.
「ねえ.ここにいて.ずっと.」
(Stay here. Forever.)
Yuuki tilted his head.
「ずっと…って?」
(Forever… how?)
Qingming's tails curled around his waist.
「あなたを,私の中に…いえ,Shunguangの中に迎え入れるの.」
(I want to welcome you inside me… no—inside Shunguang.)
Yuuki spat his tea in a spectacular arc.
「はぁ!?」
(Hah!?)
He turned, eyebrows shooting up.
Sena's mouth fell open in delighted shock. She clearly hadn't expected *this* escalation so soon, yet the rom-com spark in her eyes said she was already mentally filming every second.
Qingming giggled, covering her lips with long sleeves.
「びっくりした?」
(Surprised?)
「当たり前だろ! なんで急に俺の魂をShunguangの中に…?」
(Of course I'm surprised! Why suddenly put my soul inside Shunguang!?)
Qingming leaned closer, amber eyes glowing softly.
「覚えてないの? Enlightened Mindのとき,Belle…Wiseに話した甘い言葉.あれ,全部プレイヤーに向けた言葉だったのよ.」
(Don't you remember? When I was in Enlightened Mind, the sweet words I spoke to Belle… to Wise. Those were all meant for the Player.)
Yuuki's face began to heat.
「…え?」
(…Eh?)
「他のプレイヤーはただの台詞だって思った.でもあなたは…心が震えたんでしょ? あの瞬間,誰に向けて話してるのか,ちゃんと分かってた.あなただけが.」
(Everyone else thought it was just script. But you… your heart fluttered, didn't it? You were the only one who truly understood who those words were for.)
Yuuki's ears burned crimson. He looked away, suddenly very interested in the swirling tea leaves.
Qingming pressed on, voice dropping to a velvet whisper.
「だから…起きたとき,Ye Shunguangとして目覚めたらいいよ.私と,Shunguangと,三人でずっと一緒に愛し合える.ここでは時間が止まってるから.」
(So… wouldn't it be better if you woke up as Ye Shunguang? Then the three of us—you, me, and Shunguang—can love each other forever. Time doesn't move here.)
Yuuki slowly turned to Sena, pleading silently for backup.
Sena only shrugged, chuckling.
「約束は約束よ,Yuuki.あなたが子供の頃にした,甘くて致命的な約束…ちゃんと果たしなさい.」
(A promise is a promise, Yuuki. That sweet, fatal promise you made as a child… fulfill it properly.)
A tall standing mirror appeared behind them—ancient, framed in black jade.
Yuuki glanced at his reflection… and froze.
His features were already shifting.
Hair lengthening, darkening to midnight silk.
Eyes sharpening into amber fox-like slits.
Shoulders narrowing, waist curving, silhouette softening into elegant, deadly grace.
Ye Shunguang stared back at him from the glass.
Yuuki flushed scarlet and shook his head violently.
「幻覚だ! また俺の頭がおかしくなってるだけだ!」
(It's a hallucination! My brain's just glitching again!)
But Qingming was already on his left, pressing close, tails wrapping around him like silk ropes.
And from the right—real Ye Shunguang, the living one, stepped out of the mist, armor gone, only soft sleeping robes clinging to her body.
Two identical voices spoke at once, one in each ear:
「…なって,いいよね?」
(…It's okay to become me, right?)
Yuuki's heart thundered so loudly he was sure the whole realm could hear it.
Behind him, Sena clapped once—slow, delighted.
「ふふっ.最高のロマコメ展開ね.」
(Fufu. The best rom-com development ever.)
She leaned in, wings brushing his back, and whispered with the sweetest, most wicked smile:
「You know that I'm never gonna lose, Hubby~.
Qingmingがあなたにした,子供の頃の甘くて致命的な約束と同じように…私も負けないわ.
どんなあなたでも,全部受け入れるから.」
(You know that I'm never gonna lose, Hubby~
Just like the sweet, fatal promise Qingming made to you as a child… I won't lose either.
No matter what form you take, I accept all of you.)
Yuuki's reflection smiled—Ye Shunguang's smile—soft, knowing, and completely in love.
Somewhere, in the deepest corner of his soul, a long-ago pinky promise glowed warm.
And for the first time since he arrived in this world…
Yuuki didn't try to run.
The Qingming Realm had never felt so alive.
Cherry blossoms continued their lazy spiral, but now they danced to a rhythm only the realm could hear. Sena stood a few paces away, smartphone in hand (don't ask how a Seraphim Angel owns a modern phone—Yuuki had gifted it to her long ago, complete with a carefully curated playlist). She tapped play.
The opening synths of I Really Want to Stay at Your House—the Eurobeat remix by Turbo (the absolute king of Patreon/Youtube Eurobeat circles)—exploded into the eternal dusk. Fast, nostalgic, heartbreakingly upbeat. Sena swayed gently, eyes sparkling with pure, unfiltered delight.
Yuuki gulped. The beat thumped against his ribs like a second heartbeat.
「…セナ,あの曲…」
(…Sena, that song…)
Sena only winked. 「あなたがくれたお気に入りよ.ぴったりでしょ?」
(Your favorite one you gave me. Perfect fit, right?)
Before Yuuki could form a proper protest, a ripple tore through the mist.
Ruphas Mafahl stepped into view—black wings half-spread, red eyes narrowed in confusion.
「…何だ,この状況は?」
(…What the hell is going on here?)
Her gaze flicked from Qingming (still curled possessively against Yuuki's left side), to Ye Shunguang (mirroring the pose on his right), to Sena (humming along to Turbo's remix like a proud matchmaker), and finally back to Yuuki.
Qingming's tails flicked playfully.
She leaned forward, voice dripping with smug satisfaction.
「Ruphas.あなたにも教えてあげるわ.
彼は…段誉（Duan Yu）の後継者よ.
六脈神剣の完全なる継承者.
そしてNoble Phantasmを昇華させ,Phantasmという新たな概念の創始者.
最後の爆発技,Kaarosu Kamikazenを生み出したのも彼.
Moon Cellの祝福を受けて生まれた,本物のYuuki Izayoi.」
(Ruphas. Let me tell you too.
He is… the successor of Duan Yu.
The perfect inheritor of the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
The one who ascended Noble Phantasm into Phantasm itself—the founder of the technique.
The creator of the final burst attack, Kaarosu Kamikazen.
The real Yuuki Izayoi, born with the Moon Cell's blessing.)
Ruphas flinched. Hard.
Her wings snapped tight against her back.
「…は?」
(…Huh?)
The revelation did not stay contained in the Qingming Realm.
It rippled.
Across infinite layers of reality, the strongest felt it.
In the bleached white expanse of Avalon, Artoria Pendragon paused mid-conversation with her knights. Every version of her—Saber, Lancer, Alter, Lily, Caster—stiffened simultaneously. Eyes wide.
「…この気配は…?」
(…This presence…?)
Deep within Chaldea's Rayshift chamber, Dr. Romani Archaman—now in his true form as Solomon—opened his eyes during meditation. Beside him, Olga Marie Animusphere (in her Beast-class manifestation) jolted upright, chains rattling.
「…嘘だろ.あの剣技が…また?」
(…No way. That sword art… again?)
On the Moon Cell, in the golden throne room, Gilgamesh froze mid-lecture. Hakuno Kishinami (the female player version) stared with wide eyes.
「…プレイヤーが…本物の彼が…戻ってきた?」
(…The Player… the real him… came back?)
Even in the scorched aftermath of the Punishing: Gray Raven x Devil May Cry 5 collaboration event, Dante paused mid-slice, pizza slice halfway to his mouth. Lucia, Vergil, and Alpha snapped to attention.
「…Six Meridian Divine Sword? そんな聖なる剣技を…誰が?」
(…Six Meridian Divine Sword? Who the hell is wielding such a holy sword technique?)
Farther still—Black ★Rock Shooter, the real one, Mato Kuroi, felt it in her core. Her blue-flame eyes warmed. A soft, rare smile curved her lips.
「…Yuuki.おかえり.」
(…Yuuki. Welcome back.)
The wave continued.
Marvel: Dr. Strange's hands trembled around the Eye of Agamotto during an Avengers briefing.
「An anomaly… no. A return.»
Baxter Building: Reed Richards spat his coffee across holographic readouts. Sue, Johnny, and Ben stared in alarm.
DC: Green Lantern's ring flickered. Wonder Woman and Superman looked skyward. Batman—somewhere in the shadows—narrowed his eyes.
«Something just changed.»
Even Mortal Kombat's Fire God Liu Kang paused his eternal patrol, checking the threads of fate.
«The successor of Duan Yu…?»
Back in the Qingming Realm, silence fell. Only Turbo's Eurobeat kept the rhythm.
Qingming and Ye Shunguang shared a look—then hummed in perfect harmony.
「他の誰が何を言おうと,私たちは構わないわ.」
(No matter what anyone else says, we don't care.)
They leaned in, voices soft, teasing, deadly serious.
「もし反対なら…どうする?
Compromise?」
(If you object… then what?
Compromise?)
Yuuki's shoulders slumped. He recognized the iconic line from the song instantly. Sena cackled.
Ruphas exhaled, long and slow. She shook her head, wings drooping.
「…約束は約束だな.お前がしたんだ.嘘はつけない.」
(…A promise is a promise. You made it. You can't lie your way out.)
She stepped back, giving space.
Then—another ripple.
Black ★Rock Shooter materialized at the edge of the platform. Blue flames flickering gently. Mato Kuroi's real form—quiet, powerful, a little awkward.
「…Yuuki.」
(…Yuuki.)
Qingming clapped once, delighted.
「ほら! 約束したよね? Matoとも.
戻ったら,ちゃんと愛し合うって.」
(See? You promised her too, didn't you?
That when you returned, you'd love each other properly.)
Yuuki raised both hands in surrender.
「…わかった.わかったよ.もう抵抗しない.」
(…Fine. Fine. I give up.)
Sena burst into delighted applause.
Ruphas chuckled, resigned and fond.
Qingming and Ye Shunguang exchanged smug glances.
Then Qingming tilted her head, smiling like the cat that finally caught the canary.
「あなたは段誉みたいね.
そしてMatoは…まぁ,そういう子.」
(You really are like Duan Yu.
And Mato… well, she's that kind of girl.)
Mato—Black ★Rock Shooter—only nodded once, a tiny, shy smile on her face.
The Eurobeat track hit its final chorus.
Yuuki looked at the circle of women around him—fox-eared sword spirit, Void Hunter, Seraphim wife, Black-Winged Overlord, literal living weapon of flame—and sighed.
「…俺,本当にこの世界に永遠にいたいのかもな.」
(…Maybe I really do want to stay at your house… forever.)
Sena leaned down, kissed his forehead, and whispered:
「それが答えよ,Hubby.」
(That's the answer, Hubby.)
The cherry blossoms kept falling.
The remix looped.
And somewhere, across every universe, the strongest beings smiled—just a little.
Because the boy who once wandered between worlds had finally come home... The Qingming Realm held its breath.
Even the drifting cherry blossoms seemed to pause mid-fall, suspended in the sudden, absolute silence that only comes when every universe, every timeline, every shard of possibility collectively inhales.
Yuuki closed his eyes.
Memories rose like ink in water—slow, then all at once.
He remembered the very first summoning: blinding white light, the gentle yet commanding voice of Amaterasu, Goddess of the Sun, who had knelt before him not as a deity, but as a maid in simple white-and-red robes, smiling with quiet devotion.
「お迎えに上がりました,Yuuki様.」
(I have come to welcome you, Yuuki-sama.)
From there, endless vacations across worlds.
Seeking holy arts in forgotten temples.
Chasing the truth behind the Six Meridian Divine Sword—the technique said to be purer, holier, more absolute than any blade forged by mortal or god.
He had stood before the Qingming Sword and felt its curse like frost on bone.
Before Miyabi's Tailless blade and sensed its self-consuming hunger.
Before Vergil's Yamato and felt the clean cut between dimensions.
Before Excalibur, Durandal, Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, Gram, Hrunting, Shamshir-e Zomorrodnegar, Asi… and still, still, the Six Meridian Divine Sword stood above them all—99.8% divine, rivaling even the sacred legend of Zulfiqar in purity.
Years—centuries?—of patient training followed.
Breathing in mountain monasteries.
Meditating under waterfalls.
Mastering calm, peace, restraint.
Learning every Chinese martial form until his body moved like flowing water.
Then came the ascension.
Shinjuku's ruined streets. Fuyuki's burning night.
Conversations with Kirei Kotomine under starless skies, seeking the truth of the Holy Grail War across every route, every timeline.
He learned Noble Phantasm.
Understood its weight.
Then broke it.
Ascended it into Phantasm—his own law.
And finally, the ultimate technique.
He studied the Eight Gates of Might.
The Rain of Swords from his old Geomje days in Lost Saga.
Buddha's Palm.
Isekai spellcraft from a hundred worlds.
All of it poured into one final, impossible strike:
Kaarosu Kamikazen
A single arrow of annihilation that could nullify existence itself—stronger than Enuma Elish, cleaner than Ea, more final than any Anti-World weapon.
Instant. Absolute. Gone.
The memories faded.
Yuuki opened his eyes.
Sena was watching him—soft, knowing, a little proud, a little wicked.
He smiled.
「…全部,セナの計画だったんだな.」
(…All of this was your plan from the beginning, wasn't it?)
Sena chuckled, low and melodic.
「ふふ.あなたがQingmingと,あの致命的に甘い約束をした瞬間からね.」
(Fufu. From the moment you made that fatally sweet promise with Qingming.)
She tilted her head.
「Qingmingはね,1000%純粋で,優しくて,正直な人を探してた.
あなたは…1000%を超えてたわ.完璧な,永遠のマッチ.」
(Qingming was looking for someone 1000% pure, kind, and honest.
You… exceeded 1000%. The perfect, permanent match.)
Yuuki blinked.
Then slowly turned to Qingming and Ye Shunguang—both fox-eared, both smiling with identical, dangerous sweetness.
「…もし俺がYe Shunguangになったら,何が得られるんだ?」
(…If I become Ye Shunguang, what exactly do I gain?)
The two foxgirls giggled in perfect harmony.
Qingming leaned in first.
「六脈神剣は,Qingmingの呪いを完全に中和する唯一の解毒剤よ.
あなたがShunguangになれば,呪いは消える.記憶も,自我も,全部残ったまま.」
(The Six Meridian Divine Sword is the only perfect antidote to Qingming's curse.
If you become Shunguang, the corruption vanishes. Memories, ego, everything stays.)
Ye Shunguang continued seamlessly.
「Enlightened Mindを何度使っても,精神が崩れない.
Qingmingの刃はもっと鋭く,もっと速く,もっと致命的に.
Rain of Swordsも,疲労なしで無限に降らせる.
そして…私たち三人で,永遠に愛し合える.」
(You can use Enlightened Mind endlessly without breaking.
Qingming's blade becomes sharper, faster, deadlier.
Rain of Swords falls infinitely without exhaustion.
And… the three of us can love each other forever.)
Yuuki blinked again.
Tilted his head.
「…失敗する確率は?」
(…What's the failure rate?)
Both girls giggled again—this time louder, brighter, almost childlike.
「0%.
六脈神剣は,あらゆる剣より神聖で,あらゆる呪いより強い.
失敗なんて…存在しないわ.」
(0%.
The Six Meridian Divine Sword is holier and stronger than any curse.
Failure… simply doesn't exist.)
Yuuki exhaled.
Long.
Slow.
Then nodded.
「…わかった.
約束,果たすよ.」
(…Got it.
I'll fulfill the promise.)
The realm exploded into light.
Sena clapped once—sharp, joyful.
Ruphas followed, wings flaring in quiet pride.
Mato—Black ★Rock Shooter—smiled softly and joined the applause.
Yani rushed forward, hugging his legs.
Dina smiled warmly behind her.
Pneuma folded her hands in serene benediction.
Then the Four CPUs arrived in a burst of color:
Neptune bouncing,
Vert laughing elegantly,
Blanc blushing furiously while pretending to read,
Noire trying (and failing) to look composed.
And finally—soft golden light.
Amaterasu appeared, sun-kissed hair flowing, eyes gentle.
She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Yuuki from behind, and rested her chin on his shoulder.
「…おかえり,Yuuki.
やっと,本当の家に帰ってきたね.」
(…Welcome home, Yuuki.
You've finally returned to your true home.)
Yuuki closed his eyes again—this time smiling.
The Eurobeat remix still played faintly in the background.
Cherry blossoms resumed their dance.
And somewhere, in the deepest part of every universe, the strongest beings exhaled at last.
Because the wanderer had chosen.
Not escape.
Not resistance.
But home.
Hours passed away...
The Qingming Realm, usually so serene with its drifting cherry blossoms and eternal moonlight, had never felt more like a crowded stage.
Yuuki stood at the center of the stone platform, heart pounding, finally ready to speak the words that would seal his fate.
「…わかった.俺,Ye Shunguangになるよ.約束,ちゃんと果たす.」
(…Understood. I'll become Ye Shunguang. I'll keep the promise properly.)
The moment the sentence left his lips, a soft ripple of light enveloped him. His silhouette began to blur at the edges—hair lengthening, shoulders narrowing, amber eyes sharpening into familiar fox-like slits.
But before the transformation could fully take hold, a chorus of anxious voices cut through the quiet.
Pneuma stepped forward first, green hair swaying, Infinity Blade sheathed at her back. Her hands fidgeted with the hem of her cloak.
「Yuuki…待って.普通の女の子になれるなら…その方が…」
(Yuuki… wait. If you can become a normal girl instead… that would be better…)
Mato Kuroi—real Black ★Rock Shooter, blue-flame eyes soft and uncertain—nodded beside her.
「私も….B★RSの姿じゃなくて,普通の女の子として…」
(Me too… Not as B★RS, but as a normal girl…)
The four CPUs followed suit. Neptune, in her majestic Purple Heart NEXT Form, clasped her hands together pleadingly.
「ねえ! せめて私みたいに大人っぽい女の子でいいじゃん! アダルト・ネプテューヌで!」
(Hey! At least become a mature girl like me! Adult Neptune form!)
Noire, Vert, and Blanc exchanged glances, clearly torn between jealousy and curiosity.
Yani gasped, hands flying to her mouth.
Qingming and Ye Shunguang both raised perfectly arched eyebrows, tails flicking in synchronized pout.
「ちょっと待ちなさい.」Qingming's voice was dangerously sweet.
(Just a moment.)
「彼は私たちと約束したのよ.耶愛夜は私たちのもの.」 Ye Shunguang added, arms crossing.
(He made a promise to us. Ye Aiyah belongs to us.)
Yuuki opened his mouth to mediate—then closed it again.
Because Mato was already stepping closer, cheeks flushed.
「…私の方が先よ.虚の世界で最初に会ったのは私.
あの約束…覚えてるよね?」
(…I was first. We met in the Hollow World first.
You remember that promise, right?)
She leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper.
「あなたが娘に呼ばれて元の姿に戻ったら…私が勝ったら,私がクローンB★RS,ステラとしてあなたを改変するって…約束したよね?」
(When you were summoned back by your daughter in your original form… if I won the promise, I'd alter you into my clone B★RS version, Stella… you promised, didn't you?)
Pneuma blinked, then stepped up beside her.
「私も…同じ約束をしたわ.
私が勝ったら,あなたをPneumaの姿に…」
(Me too… the same promise.
If I won, I'd alter you into Pneuma's form…)
Neptune (Purple Heart NEXT) thrust a dramatic finger forward.
「じゃあ私もー! 私が勝ったらアダルト・ネプテューヌ! 決定!」
(Then me too—! If I win, Adult Neptune! Done deal!)
Sena clapped once—slow, delighted.
Yani giggled behind her hands.
Dina smiled mysteriously.
Ruphas covered her mouth, shoulders shaking.
Amaterasu, standing at the edge with sun-kissed wings half-spread, burst into warm, rolling laughter.
「これは…最高のメロドラマね,Yuuki様.」
(This is… the finest melodrama, Yuuki-sama.)
Yuuki pinched the bridge of his nose.
「待て待て待て…これ以上増えたら収拾がつかなくなるだろ…!」
(Wait wait wait… if more people join we'll never sort this out…!)
Too late.
A gentle, crystalline chime echoed through the mist.
The Shorekeeper materialized—long silver hair flowing like starlight, eyes soft yet resolute.
「私も…約束を果たしてほしい.
あなたと…結婚したい.」
(Me too… I want you to fulfill the promise.
I want to… marry you.)
Before Yuuki could respond, two more figures appeared—**Stelle** and **Caelus** (Trailblazer twins), dragging **Aether** and **Lumine** (Genshin Traveler siblings) behind them like reluctant parents.
Stelle: 「パパになってよ! 家族で宇宙旅したい!」
(Be our dad! We want to family-space-travel!)
Caelus: 「私たち,ちゃんと育ててくれる人探してたんだから!」
(We've been looking for someone who'll raise us properly!)
Aether and Lumine exchanged exhausted glances before sighing in unison.
Then—three more arrivals.
Kiana Kaslana, Raiden Mei, and Bronya Zaychik, burst through a portal, eyes wide with hope.
Kiana: 「キャプテン! やっと戻ってきた! 世界救う約束,まだ残ってるよね!?
(Captain! You finally came back! The promise to save the world is still on, right!?)
The platform dissolved into chaos.
Every girl shouted over the others:
「私が先よ!」 (I was first!)
「約束は私と!」 (The promise was with me!)
「結婚は私とだよ!」(Marriage is with me!)
Then the real storm arrived.
Hakuno Kishinami grabbed Yuuki's arm.
「私が一番最初! Moon Cellで約束したの私よ!」
(I was the very first! We promised in the Moon Cell!)
Before she finished, Kagamine Rin yanked him the other way.
「ちょっと待って! ネットで最初に好きって言ったの私だから!」
(Wait a second! I was the first one on the internet to say I love you!)
Rin was immediately displaced by Sakuya Izayoi, who curtsied elegantly before declaring:
「ご主人様.私と結婚する約束をしたはずですわ.」
(Master. You promised to marry me.)
And finally—quiet, blue-haired, red-eyed Rei Ayanami appeared last, voice soft but piercing.
「…あなたは,ずっと私を愛してくれるって約束した.」
(…You promised you would always love me.)
Every girl turned to look at every other girl.
Eyes narrowed.
Tails bristled.
Wings flared.
Cannons charged.
Yandere auras crackled like lightning.
Then—someone shouted:
「私が一番だ!!」
And the entire realm erupted into glorious, melodramatic chaos.
Yuuki, caught in the center of the storm, did the only logical thing.
He bolted.
「ごめん! ちょっと用事思い出した!!」
(Sorry! I just remembered something important!!)
He sprinted across the floating stones, dodging thrown rose petals (Blanc), energy blades (Pneuma), and literal pudding cups (Neptune).
Behind him, Sena doubled over in laughter—happy, pure, delighted tears in her eyes.
「ふふふ…これぞ,究極のロマコメね,Hubby♡」
(Fufufu… this is the ultimate rom-com, Hubby♡)
Amaterasu wiped a tear of mirth.
「まったく…最高の主だわ.」
(Really… the finest master ever.)
Somewhere in the distance, Yuuki's voice echoed faintly as he fled:
「俺,ただ剣技を極めたかっただけなのにぃぃぃ!!」
(I just wanted to master sword techniques, that's allllll!!)
The cherry blossoms kept falling.
The Eurobeat remix looped eternally.
And the multiverse's greatest rom-com had officially begun.
The Qingming Realm had gone quiet—almost unnaturally so—after Yuuki bolted from the escalating yandere battlefield. Cherry blossoms still drifted, but the Eurobeat remix had mercifully faded into background ambiance.
Somewhere far above, in a pocket of divine observation, Sena, Amaterasu, Ruphas, and the rest of the divine peanut gallery were still wiping tears of laughter.
But down in countless other universes, the news was spreading like wildfire across digital, magical, and psychic channels.
The successor of Duan Yu—the man who ascended Noble Phantasm into Phantasm, who wielded Kaarosu Kamikazen stronger than Enuma Elish, who purified the Qingming Sword and built a utopia on the bones of Western tyranny—was no longer just a legend whispered among goddesses.
He was trending. Multiversally.
In a secure quantum-encrypted video conference room floating in null-space (courtesy of Reed Richards' latest dimensional projector), the emergency summit began.
Avengers emblem flickered on one wall.
Justice League logo on another.
Mortal Kombat's kombat symbol burned crimson beside The Boys' bloody graffiti tag and Invincible's cracked Viltrumite crest.
Even a grainy feed from Robocop's dystopian Detroit police mainframe joined the call.
Reed Richards stood at the center of the holographic table, fingers dancing across a floating interface.
"Ladies and gentlemen… and gods, I suppose… we have confirmation."
He pulled up a crystalline projection: Solaria's Earth, side-by-side with baseline Earth.
"This parallel world—designated Solaria—diverged catastrophically from ours. No Cold War. No NATO. No Warsaw Pact. Instead… a multipolar order built on the ruins of Western hegemony."
The feed zoomed in.
Statues of Yuuki Izayoi—tall, graceful, sword in one hand, the other extended in benediction—stood proudly in Moscow's Red Square and New Jersey's Expo City (the gleaming new capital after San Francisco, New York, and Washington DC were declared prohibited zones, their soil still poisoned from the retaliatory strikes of 1945).
The new United Nations had been reborn as New UN, spearheaded by two peacekeeping branches:
- UNPF (United National Peacemaker Force) — white-armored drones patrolling skies and streets, enforcing zero-tolerance anti-corruption protocols.
- UPEO.(Universal Peacekeeper Enforcement Organization) — a multinational rapid-response fleet, their ships already transitioning into humanoid Kansen forms thanks to leaked knowledge from Yuuki himself (Azur Lane shipgirls sailing alongside Kantai Collection kanmusu).
Gabriel William Clarkson—CEO and Delegate of UPEO—appeared in a live feed. Tall, silver-haired, wearing a crisp white uniform with the New UN emblem.
"Eighty-one years ago today, the Agreement of IJN Yamato was signed. The Western powers surrendered unconditionally. The old UN, corrupted by the agendas of empire and greed, was dissolved. We stand here now as the New UN—peacemakers, not conquerors. And we owe it all to one man: Yuuki Izayoi, the Duan Yu successor, the founder of Phantasm. He exposed the truth. He ended the tyranny. He gave us this world."
The feed cut to roaring applause from a packed Expo City hall—people of every faith, every former nation, clapping in unison.
Clarkson continued:
"Our next step is the stars. The New UN Spacy has been established. We will travel the galaxy, not as conquerors, but as explorers and guardians. The Electrosphere Network—our quantum-encrypted, faster-than-light information grid—already surpasses your 6G, your quantum nets, your arcane relays. Solaria moves forward. We invite all realities to join us… or to learn from us."
Silence fell over the summit.
Tony Stark (Iron Man) leaned back, arms crossed.
"So… he basically deleted America, the UN, and most of Western history… and they're clapping?"
Bruce Banner (Hulk) rubbed his temples.
"He didn't delete them. He… reset them. And they're thriving."
Superman stared at the projection of Yuuki's statue in New Jersey.
"He's not a villain. He's… a liberator. To them."
Liu Kang's voice crackled from the Mortal Kombat feed, calm but edged.
"The successor of Duan Yu walks among us. His aura carries the weight of gods slain without rage. He is no mere hero. He is judgment made flesh."
Butcher from The Boys snorted.
"Bloody hell. Kid went full 'wipe the slate clean' and they gave him a crown. Respect, I guess."
Invincible (Mark Grayson) looked pale.
"He built a utopia… by ending the people who ran ours. That's… terrifying."
Reed Richards zoomed in on the tech showcases:
- Japanese core robotics: Gundam Mobile Doll Series (May & Sarah), Busou Shinki, Valkyrie Fighter Girls (Macross VF-25 Messiah, VF-31 Siegfried, VF-31 Kairos), Frame Arms Girls, Darling in the FranXX units.
- German Gründer Industries Zone of Endless: ADFX prototypes, SOLG orbital platforms, Arsenal Bird, Alicorn-class submarines.
- Erusea (ex-Soviet) supplying endless Sukhoi lines: Su-27 Flanker to Su-75 Checkmate, Su-43 Berkut.
"They have combined anime aesthetics, real-world military hardware, and quantum networking into something… beautiful. And unstoppable."
Batman's voice cut through the feed—cold, analytical.
"He didn't conquer. He corrected. And the correction scares us because it proves our system was always fragile."
Wonder Woman folded her arms.
"A world without war profiteering. Without endless conflict. Without… us."
The call dissolved into overlapping voices—anger, fear, grudging respect, outright terror.
Meanwhile, back in the Qingming Realm…
Yuuki—half-transformed, hair still lengthening into midnight silk—peeked out from behind a cherry tree, panting.
「…俺の名前,宇宙中にバズってる…?」
(…My name is going viral across the multiverse…?)
Sena appeared beside him, wings folded, smiling like the cat that ate the cosmic canary.
「ふふっ.あなたが作ったユートピアが,今,みんなの心を揺さぶってるのよ.」
(Fufu. The utopia you created is shaking everyone's hearts right now.)
Yuuki looked up at the endless sky.
Somewhere out there, drones saluted his statue.
Kansen sailed under new flags.
New Spacy ships prepared for the stars.
And in every universe, the strongest beings realized one terrifying truth:
The road to utopia existed.
But only one path led there.
And it was the one Yuuki had walked—alone, honest, and mercilessly kind.
Weeks had slipped by in the divine realm like petals caught in a gentle breeze. The chaotic yandere standoff had simmered into uneasy alliances, whispered promises, and the occasional glare across the floating stones. Yuuki had barely caught his breath from the multiversal viral storm when his closest friends from Solaria intervened.
Bakar Al Shiddiq—the steadfast believer who had trusted Yuuki's utopian vision when even Solaria's residents mocked it as impossible—stood tall, arms crossed. Beside him, Omar Syahputra, the heroic bipedal fox who could shift into a majestic Delphox form (with his talkative sister Braixy always nearby, chattering in human speech), grinned mischievously.
Their wives—Haruka Minazuki and Aoi Kannazuki, the legendary Twin Angels BREAK duo—stepped forward with pleading eyes.
「Yuuki…もう一度,私たちの王として戻ってきて.Hadrianus Iskandariah XIIの王,Yurufuwa 'Hamtaro' Jacksonとして.」
(Yuuki… come back to us once more. As the King of Hadrianus Iskandariah XII, Yurufuwa 'Hamtaro' Jackson.)
Yuuki shook his head vigorously, still half-protesting.
「いやいや,俺はもう…そんな大層なもんじゃないって!」
(No no, I'm not that kind of big deal anymore!)
But before he could finish, Itsumi Youjin—his old kouhai, now transformed into the twin sister figure Amikomi-chan (full name: Amikomi-Itsumi-Presley)—blocked his path. Her vibrant blue hair cascaded like a waterfall, deep purple eyes sparkling with mischief.
「逃げられないよ,先輩.約束の時間だよ.」
(You can't run away, senpai. It's time to keep the promise.)
With a flick of her wrist, magic flared. A legendary animegao kigurumi mask from Build Up Studio SIGMA—the renowned Japanese workshop famed for its hyper-realistic, full-head FRP (fiber-reinforced plastic) masks with synthetic nylon hair—materialized in her hands. Layer upon layer followed: a five-layer hadatai suit for seamless skin texture, and the most intimate detail from Kigurumi SKA—a custom private parts insert crafted from a male masturbator sleeve, massage lubricant, girdles, urethane foam blocks (5cm thick for structure, 1cm for shaping), and precise utility-knife sculpting for full anatomical immersion.
The transformation was swift, overwhelming, and irreversible.
Yuuki's form reshaped completely. Voluminous reddish-brown hair bounced in soft curls and waves, framing a delicate face with large, expressive purple eyes (pastel-toned irises sparkling with white highlights). His body curved into feminine grace, every detail perfect down to the cute, pinkish anatomy below.
The realm fell silent.
Then—yelps of surprise turned into thunderous cheers.
「Yurufuwa-chan! Hadrianus Iskandariah XIIの王!」
(Yurufuwa-chan! King of Hadrianus Iskandariah XII!)
Yurufuwa (formerly Yuuki) blushed furiously beneath the flawless mask, stumbling toward the ornate throne that had appeared in the divine realm's center. She sat, legs trembling, as Amikomi-chan threw her arms around her in a tight sisterly hug.
「やっと…お姉ちゃんが帰ってきた!」
(Finally… big sis is back!)
Claps and laughter erupted from Yuuki's loyal subordinates:
Mika Syahadah (UNPF elite)
Fuyuko 'Clover' Aflah
Pudji 'Swift Scoot' Khajraj
Captain Umair Miftah
Corporal Salim Abdul Miftah
Secretary General Azumi Rei Miftah (the family pillar, ever composed)
The trio of adopted daughters giggled nearby:
Lily el Cherbeug (short dark bob, violet eyes, naval uniform with red armband)
Charlotte Le Lillioet (long light blonde with cat ears, reddish-pink eyes, fluffy white-pink kemonomimi)
Athena La Florina (fluffy white hair, round red eyes, Gothic Lolita gown in off-white/cream with green lace)
Reiko Chitose, Yukino Reini, Futsuka Reichi, Leyland el Efrut, and little Mary Chanty Rinny bounced happily.
Yani leaped with joy, staff sparkling.
「お父さん! 伝説通りだよ! 双子の姉妹が帰ってきたんだ!」
(Papa! Just like the legend! The twin sisters have returned!)
Yurufuwa sighed, cheeks burning beneath the mask.
「…セナ,完全に嵌められたな.」
(…Sena, I've been completely trapped.)
Sena appeared in a shimmer of wings, wrapping her arms around Yurufuwa from behind in a tight, loving embrace.
「ふふっ.かわいいわよ,Hubby♡」
One by one, the others joined:
Mato Kuroi pressed a soft kiss to the mask's cheek.
The Four Goddess CPUs (Neptune bouncing excitedly, Noire tsundere-flustered, Vert elegant, Blanc shyly peeking).
Pneuma, Hakuno, Sakuya, Kagamine Rin, and Rei Ayanami—all crowding in, proud and affectionate, showering kisses on the flawless animegao face.
Yurufuwa flailed, overwhelmed.
「ちょ,息が…! みんな,ちょっと待って—!」
(W-Wait, I can't breathe—!)
She toppled backward onto the soft divine grass, mask still perfect, body suit flawless, as laughter echoed across the realm.
Somewhere in the distance, the Electrosphere Network buzzed with new feeds: Yurufuwa-chan, the legendary king, returned in kigurumi glory.
And the multiverse watched, equal parts awed and amused.
To be continued...