One Hundred And Sixty-Four

One Hundred And Sixty-Four

“... found the body of a man inside, who has been identified as...” the reporter was saying on the screen. Yawning, I stretched, working out the kinks after my snatched few hours of sleep. It isn’t like I need a lot now due to my stats, but it’s still nice to have a decent rest. Shaeula’s still asleep after all.

I glanced over to the bed, where Shaeula was still breathing softly, her eyes shut, amber hair cascading over the pillows. We had come home quite late, or rather, it should have been called early, considering the sun was already up when we had finished celebrating. Shaeula had wormed her way into my bed, but sleep was all we did, there was no time or inclination for any adult fun.

I bet Karen-chan is going to have one hell of a hangover when she wakes up... Still, I had felt a little sorry for her, so I trickled a little Ether Healing into her when she wasn’t paying attention, just enough to hopefully take the worst off her inevitable suffering.

“... it’s terrible, isn’t it?” the reporter was saying to her colleague on the screen. “... they found a hand, which they believe belongs to the missing Suzuki Haru. The police have confirmed that in addition to that, Kondou Kazuo, the suspect, confessed to sexual assault and murder of over twenty women, mostly foreign tourists, going back a decade, both here in Tokyo and other cities around Japan. These horrifying crimes have led to public outcry, and...”

Well, that settles that. Everything is wrapped up neatly. Still, to think the bastard had killed so many... it makes me feel a little bad that we ended up destroying some of those ghost girls in our earlier battle, but at least they can find rest in whatever afterlife there is. I hope so, anyway. I wasn’t particularly pious, but I clasped my hands in prayer. I did live on the grounds of a shrine after all.

Still, with Kondou in custody and having confessed, and with his Territory destroyed, his wealth plundered, and Shaeula’s orders, he was finished as a threat. Now I could turn my attention to the pressing matters of my Territory, the progression of which had been sorely neglected during the conflict.

Checking the time it was coming up to midday, so I decided to make a hearty breakfast. Opening up the fridge to see what I had, I started putting together some beef bowls and rice. Soon the fragrant smells of cooking were spreading around the apartment, and on popping my head back inside the bedroom I could see Shaeula was twitching sleepily, the scent tickling her nose.

Damn, that’s cute. Speaking of cute... It was about time that Eri would be on lunch break at school, so as I worked I pulled out my mobile and dialled her. A few rings later she answered brightly, pleased to hear from me.Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

“Hey, Akio! It’s such a nice surprise to get a call from you at school. What’s up? There aren’t any problems I hope?”

I could hear people chattering in the background, laughter and joking. I was sure one of them was my sis, but I didn’t recognise all of the others.

“You shut up!” Eri hissed. “Of course I’m happy to hear from him... oh, I’m not telling you to shut up of course, Akio. There are just people here determined to be annoying. Pay them no mind, I sure don’t...”

There was more loud laughter at that, and I had to smile myself. “It sounds like you are getting on with everyone at school a bit better. That’s great.”

“Well, I suppose I don’t find them as annoying as I once did.” She admitted. “Still, did you need something? Calling me in the day is unusual.”

Well, calling you at all would be a miracle before I returned to Nishimorioka. Feeling a tad guilty at that, I shook my head, even though she couldn’t see it. “Do I need a reason to call you? Maybe I just wanted to hear your voice.”

Eri went silent on the other end, and I could definitely hear my sister now. “Wow, wow. Eri’s blushing. My bro must be sweet-talking her. So very bold of him, doesn’t he know we are watching?”

“... you can shut up now, Aiko. Or else there will be trouble later.” Eri warned, but her tone was warm. “So, I like hearing your voice too, feel free to call me any time. Even when I’m in class. I can say it’s an emergency call. You are my fiancée now, right?”

“Well, I don’t think I need to interrupt your schooling...” I chuckled, and there was more laughter on the other end of the line. After that we had a light-hearted chat for a bit, before she asked me a question. “So, how... how are things over there? Did you sort out your problem?” she asked circumspectly, probably because she had an audience.

“Yep, no worries, everything has been resolved, it went totally in our favour!” I reassured her.

“And Shaeula, she’s all right too?”

“Yeah, she’s sleeping in at the moment, we were working until very late last night, then we had some drinks to celebrate with Karen-chan.”

So what could I gain? I did want information. Still, something didn’t sit right with me, it felt off, somehow. When I explained this to Shaeula, she shrugged and asked me if I felt it was my Foresight again. It wasn’t the pulsing dread of an oncoming disaster, like before... thank god the uncomfortable feeling woke me when it did, or there would have been a tragedy at the shrine... still, I definitely felt off, wary.

“I don’t know. Foresight does say it gives ‘limited prescience to events that strongly affect one’s future’. I can see why it would have been blaring at the yakuza invasion, as if people had died due to the war between us and Kondou, I’m not sure I could have survived the guilt... but this shouldn’t be such an event, and besides, my Foresight isn’t exactly high, is it? I doubt it can warn me about every danger, that’d be too convenient.”

“Well, I shall leave it to you then.” Shaeula demurred, finishing scarfing down her heaped bowl of beef, before leaning back, satisfied.

“I’ll just drop her a response saying I’ll see if I have the time. I won’t commit to anything. That’s the Japanese way.” With that done, I put away my phone and finished my own food. “All right, shall we go sort out our Territory then?”

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After we had done the rounds, seeing our allies and checking everything was all right, we returned to my original apartment, where the Anchor was still upgrading. Most of my other forces were guarding key areas of vulnerability such as the Throne of Heroes and the Rhyming Tree, but Ixitt had managed to inveigle himself into coming with us, desperate to see the Anchor and its upgrade process. Ignoring his gleeful mutterings as he inspected the surrounding Buildings, I marvelled at the bright halo of ether that had overflowed my Silo, a brilliant nebula I wished I could take a picture of.

“All right then, how long to go?” the Anchor was larger than when I had last saw it, the three protuberances growing from the spire more pronounced, looking a bit like branches of a Christmas Tree.

“Hmm, looks like forty astral days remaining. Damn, this is painfully slow. Still...” my eyes went to the massive array of ether. In addition to what my Territory had pulled in from the Spires and Rhyming tree over the week since I last rush-built the Anchor, we had accrued significant spoils of battle from defeating numerous orcs, ghost orcs and more. We had also claimed a massive amount of bounty from destroying two Territories and also defeating Kiku and her husband.

“I know there isn’t an etheric tide running at the moment, but I still don’t exactly feel safe having all this ether drawing attention to itself, especially since the Territory has no barrier right now. It doesn’t matter how many defenders we have, if a wyrm or something similar starts blasting breath attacks at this dungeon space, I’m not sure it’ll hold up... but damn, rush-building an Anchor is so wasteful... ugh, I’m wavering on what to do.”

“I see-see.” Shaeula agreed with me. “It is quite the conundrum. Still, we have one advantage, do we not-not?”

At her words I turned a questioning gaze on her. “What’s that?”

“Now that our enemy is defeated, we have the leisure to plunder all the surrounding areas outside our Territory. Much-much has already been harvested, but there are still vast areas untapped, are there not-not?”

Yeah, that’s right. And with what forces we have now, we can spare a few squads to go out gathering and recruiting. Ruffling Shaeula’s hair, causing her to narrow her eyes in pleasure, I quickly pulled in most of the excess ether, still leaving the hundred and fifty thousand safe in my Silo. The glow from the Anchor increased, and it grew ever taller, the branch-like nubs now forming shapes at the end of their arms, large cylindrical rings, as if to hold something in place.

“Well, there goes two-hundred thousand ether.” I couldn’t help but feel downcast at the expense. “Easy come, easy go.” There was still ether outside of the Silo, but it was much diminished, probably around ten to fifteen thousand. I still need a lot more to reach the four-hundred-and-fifty thousand or so ether for my initial plans... Still, getting the Territory secure was probably a smarter call.

“I see, seventeen astral days and a few hours left.” I ran some quick calculations and if I drained my Silo dry, I could actually finish the Territory upgrade right now. Ugh, no, that is WAY too wasteful. But it’s heartening to know if we run into an emergency again we can do it and get the defences functioning to hold it off.

“Well then, shall we go and start replenishing our stocks?” Shaeula asked. “I shall bring this annoying rodent.” She seized the rhapsodic Ixitt, who was marvelling at the sudden growth of the Anchor, and started hauling him out. As we left the heart of my Territory, we could see Ulfuric coming towards us, expression serious.

“What’s wrong? Not another attack, I hope?”

“Nothing so troublesome.” Ulfuric intoned. “Princess, consort. Prince Shaeraggo has returned, in accordance with the Price of the Trial of Three. He asks to meet with you both forthwith.”

Shaeraggo, huh? And asking for both of us? I hope that means he has come to terms with his defeat. Oh well, we’ll soon see.

Taking Shaeula’s small hand in mine, we set off for the shrine, where we could meet him with suitable ceremony for a being of his standing...