A Cliché Multiverse Story

Chapter 165 - CH. 167: The Party

Saya turned and lurched forward, her crimson eyes blazing in the darkness.

"Asahi, we still haven't thanked you for the gift you gave us."??

I gulped a mouthful of air. "I can understand the sentiment, but it's borderline horror if you do it this way!"

"I-I… I..." she muttered like a broken record, and the crimson faded from her eyes. She staggered to me and fell in my embrace. "Asahi!"

I stuck my nose in her wet hair. The strawberry fragrance had a calm feeling to it. "What made you so hyper now?"

"I don't know."

"What was the plan for inviting me here?"

She pushed me with an unusually cheeky smile, fidgeting on my lap."Today is my… birthday. I'm seventeen now."

My eyes widened a tad. She confessed it outright instead of beating around the bush and pouting for days.

"Happy birthday, Saya."

"Umm… thanks?"

"What do you want as a present? Just tell me. I'll give it."

I meant every word.

She shook her head and stood, extending her hand. I grasped it and forced myself up.

"I've nothing to ask. You gave me enough already, even a child… despite your general dislike for them."

"How did you know that?"

"I still remember your expression when I brought up children… on our f-first t-t-time," she spoke, her face going redder with every word. "You didn't like them."

"Okay, enough of that," I yanked her and threw her on the bed. "Now, let's sleep."

I began undressing.

(My love, forgive me.)

'What happened now?'

(I, no, we broke our promise of not having sex until you embraced Leme-chan.)

My hands froze at the third button. Saya furrowed her brows at my reaction.

"What happened?"

I returned a faint smile. "Nothing,"

Fuck, I broke the promise. How did I get so horny?

(M-My love, it's alright. Leme can't sense the feelings in your dreams.)

I sighed. 'Don't worry about it now. Just… don't forget it next time.'

Tomorrow night will be the time for Leme.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Saya, can Leme come in?"

Speak of the devil, and he'll grace you with his presence.

Leme chose a great time.

"What does she want now?" Saya grumbled and stomped to the door. Miss Takagi gets angry when her friend interrupts her lovey-dovey session.

Saya partially opened the door and peeked out. "Leme, what do you want?"

Her whisper still sounded normal to me.

(Your senses are sharper now.)

'Ah yes, flawless body.'

(Guh.)

Klyscha took a heavy blow for her naming sense.

"Leme wants to meet Master," Leme said.

Saya groaned and fully opened the door. She turned on the lights and stepped aside. "There, go meet him."

Leme walked past Saya and smiled at me. "Master, did you wish her yet?"

So she also knew.

"I did."

"And where is the huge party Leme read in manga and novels?"

"Saya just told me about the birthday. I need time to prepare for a big one."

Leme folded her arms on her chest and narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "Master…"

I glanced at Saya still looking outside the door.

Safe.

I shushed her and explained the plan with telepathy. Before she screamed in excitement, I covered her mouth with a kiss. A shiver rushed through my body, and I broke the kiss.

"That was… inconceivable."

Leme released a deep breath and looked up with glistening eyes. "Master…"

"Tomorrow, I promise."

She nodded repeatedly and drew back. She hugged Saya from behind and kissed her cheeks.

"Goodnight, Saya. Have fun on the first night of your seventeenth year."

"M-Mind your own business!"

Leme left Saya fuming on the door for a while. I grasped her hand and led her to the bed.

"No naughty things today."

"W-Who wants to do naughty things anyway?!"

"Did someone say naughty here?"

We both turned to Shiori peeking through the door. She opened the door, revealing Saeko standing with two pillows.

"Sorry for interrupting on your birthday night," Saeko apologized sincerely. "Shiori was adamant about sleeping with Asahi-kun tonight."

"O-Oi traitor. You were the one who spoke, 'I wish I could lay in Asahi-kun's strong arms or hug his broad chest right now,' while staring out of the window. Why are you betraying your sis now?!"

"I-It was just an afterthought," Saeko retorted and shoved the pillow in Shiori's face. "You dragged me without waiting."

Shiori snatched a pillow and slapped it in Saeko's face. The two started beating each other with the pillows.

"Stop fighting here." Saya got between the two, getting a few blows head-on, though she separated the two. She glared at Shiori, who smiled shamelessly. "How did you know he was here?"

"Well, duh. It's your birthday night. You think he'll spend the night with someone else?"

Saya snuck a glance at me and then shook her head. "Unlikely."

"Okay, you two can sleep here too."

"Is that okay?" Saeko inquired as she looked at Saya.

"Yeah, I had no plans for the naughty stuff."

"I don't mind you lewding us together… still great!"

Shiori's perverted mind worked on a whole different level.

Just like that, I shared the bed with three. Saya valiantly chose my right, the spot reserved to get groped during my sleep. Saeko offered the left to Shiori, who kindly denied.

I closed my eyes and counted sheep. Klyscha's home appeared before the tenth sheep crossed the fence.

The room was empty this time with Klyscha's belongings—a laptop, some coffee mugs, pens, and notebooks—neatly placed on the table. She might be stuck on what to wear tonight.

(My Love, should I switch the location?) Klyscha's voice reached my head.

"Yes."

The surroundings flashed by and took me to a room built with my memories of Takagi Mansion's living room and decorated with some common things. The whole reason was to throw an ordinary party rather than a fancy one. After all, some little things could bring more happiness than luxury.

The large table in the center had two giant strawberry cakes. Saya's had seventeen layers while Rini's had fourteen.

I concentrated on summoning my women. Only Leme, Yuriko, and Nao with Aiko on her shoulders, and Nee-san arrived.

"Aa-kun, is this Saya's birthday party?!"

"It seems like it," Yuriko answered. "Dear put good care to build this in the dream."

"It's also for Rini."

"I see. I see. Rini's birthday passed too."

"Rini Onee-chan's birthday?!" Aiko jumped down and grabbed my hands. "Thank you very much, Asahi Onii-san."

The bubbly loli moe'd us with her cuteness. Nao leaned and picked Aiko.

"When will Master call Saya?" Leme asked.

"She should come at the end."

I created a couch and waited for others to sleep. Shiori came first, followed by Saeko. One by one, everyone joined the dream except Grayfia and Aimi. A devil tends to be more active at night, that's why she can't sleep right now and Aimi must be up to some plan to help me. Her devotion was too much at times.

'Klyscha, can you do something?'

(I'll pass a message in your voice.)

'That should be enough.'

Nobody had asked about this place, probably because of Yuriko spilling beans for our meeting in her dream.

"Mhm…"

A moan brought my attention to Shiori leaning on the couch. I reached her to find her hand buried in her skirt.

She grinned up at me. "Even this seems real."

"Perv," Rika spat, still wearing the maid dress. "Aa-chan, you too. Why did you call me in this dress?"

"Because it looks good on you."

"Is that so?"

I nodded and tried to summon Aimi. It became successful as a sleepy Aimi fell from the sky. I quickly caught her in a princess carry. She seemed weightless like the girlfriend of a certain half-vampire boy.

Aimi entwined her arms around my neck and pecked my cheeks. "Asahi-sama."

"Hey there. I hear you've been working hard lately.??

She shook her head. "Those were just minor errands."

I smiled while trying to summon Grayfia.

"Woaaaah."

My maid landed before me in her sexy maid dress. She staggered back to her feet and turned to me.

"M-My Lord? I slept after your order, then where am I?"

I calmly answered her question, only to get another question. Her curiosity was like an endless abyss. While waiting for Klyscha, I tried to answer them to the best of my ability.

(My love, I am coming…)

A tear opened in the space before us. The girls just stayed silent, perhaps mistaking it for my doing.

"Shiori, you wanted to meet my goddess, didn't you?"

Shiori's eyes widened. "That's her!"

I confirmed with a nod and looked back to the rift.

Klyscha stepped out in a bright white kimono with golden accents. Her silver hair had a dim glow, making her appearance sacred.

"Oh, dear," Yuriko whispered. "That's truly a goddess."

Klyscha's wooden sandal clacked as she approached. She gave a short bow before smiling sweetly.

"It's my honor to meet everyone gathered. My love's precious lovers."

While the others were stunned at Klyscha's humble attitude, I welcomed her with a hug and rubbed her back. "You look charming."

"Unn."

Nee-san was the first to stand and return a bow. "Thanks for supporting my Aa-kun until now."

"It's nothing, Shizu Nee-san. Your Aa-kun's love turned me into a happy goddess. For that, you shall say no words of gratitude."

Saeko got up and lowered her head. "Thanks a lot for crafting this katana."

"You have my thanks as well, goddess…" Shiori trailed off. "Asahi-kun never told your name."

"Klyscha…" the loli goddess kept a straight face. "Klyscha Marikawa."

Nee-san's eyes grew wide. She looked between Klyscha and me before shaking her head. "Welcome to the family, Klyscha-sama."

"Klyscha-sama," Shiori nodded with a smile. "I never thought the strongest of us all… will be a sexy loli."

Klyscha chuckled. "Do not worry about anything. I'm legal by all means."

"Aa-chan, I thought of her as a gentle and mature woman…" Rika stood on my right and sized up the loli goddess. Her eyes went to Klyscha's chest. "Still, that part of her is very, very mature."

Klyscha returned a gentle smile. Leme stretched her hand and poked Klyscha's cheeks. "She is no different than us except her hair."

Klyscha blushed a bit when Leme pointed it out. She reverted to normal hair. "I can easily change my appearance."

"Teach Leme, please!"

"N-No. I can't."

"Pleeeease," Leme pestered Klyscha until she sighed and pointed to me.

"My love can use Karma to craft shapeshift potions."

"Okay! Master, buy one for Leme later… please?" she asked with teary eyes, making it hard to resist her request.

I gave up without trying. "Okay."

"Yay!"

"Onii-sama, look here."

I turned to Maya, who stood shoulder to shoulder with Klyscha with a proud expression. "We look about equal."

Klyscha squinted and slowly pushed her chest forward. "I've bigger boobs."

It's rare for her to taunt someone.

Maya's gaze froze on Klyscha's boobs protruding from her kimono, and her shoulders sank. I comforted her with a few rubs on her head.

Nao just stood back and watched everything play out with her loli sister.

I summoned the birthday girls. Both of them appeared together, looking confused.

"Happy birthday~!"

Everyone said together. Our voices synced strangely.

Saya covered her gaping mouth. "This..."

Rini still looked confused, so I patted her head.

"Happy birthday Rini."

"Onii-san, you didn't need to…"

"You are one of us, so of course, we'll make every year worth remembering for you."

She shook visibly and hung her head. A drop of tear slid down her chin.

"I love you, Onii-san." Her trembling voice was brimming with raw emotions. "I'm glad you were the one who took my hand and pulled me out of the mall. It was the first time I felt loved… everyone there was so nice and caring…"

I answered her feelings with a hug and rubbed my chin on her hair. "I love you too, my little rabbit."

Everyone else silently watched us.

"Let's celebrate, Onii-san. I don't want to be a party pooper."

"'Kay."

Thus we began the event. Starting by cutting the cake and tasting a little. Rika grabbed Shiori and shoved her face in the cake. She guffawed at the cake-stained Shiori's face. Before long, everyone joined in wasting the cake I designed with so much love. The fight became a bit brutal with Rika and Shiori tearing each other's clothes. They were just doing it for fun, so I didn't intervene. Besides, their bodies layered in cake somehow fueled my desires.

For the sake of lolis and my promise, I held back from acting on my impulses.

In the end, the entire room was filled with cake.