Game Second Autumn - 21 How to be a good hubby.

Smiling like he didn’t just spend the last fourteen hours awake and doing boring research even though he only had two hours of sleep since yesterday, Aki caressed Mi’s hair while she slept. The caffeine on his veins kept him awake enough.

He gently took her glasses off and put them on the nightstand. Covering her with the bed sheets, at least he thought that was the right name in english, he softly kissed her forehead.

He left the bedroom after that and found his snoring sister-in-law on the sofa. It was most likely because of the position she shoved herself against the pillows. He went back to the bedroom and swiftly ignored the lingerie that was next to the extra sheets.

After being a gentleman and flipping his sister in law so she wouldn’t get bad dreams, which actually did not wake her up, he didn’t have anything else to do, but sleeping in hell would be a bad idea.

If he had a nightmare them it would affect the other sleeping people. Normally that wouldn’t be something he’d worry about, it had been a months since he had dreamt before he was forced into one in the forest, but after this much work and coffee…  he wasn’t so sure.

The next best thing was to get a meal, so he headed to the kitchen the next moment.

-Eggs, cream cheese, mayo, ketchup, butter… I truthfully would be scared to look at the medical records she’d get if this was the fridge of a human.

While on that he got some bread, butter and an egg. Minutes later he had a sandwich with a slightly charred egg and ketchup. Good enough for the first egg he fried.

While he did have money from his previous bet, he didn’t get the chance to know how to use it properly nor were there anything he could use to cook by following a quick recipe. This is hell, it’s not like there’s a handy guide of how society works.

At least the Mc reflexively thought so, but the moment it crossed his mind he noticed there most likely was one for whoever wished to live here.

This hell for fuck’s sake! Of course demons aren’t teached how to socially behave since little in normal cases. After facepalming, he started to goo… well, it’s called “grand chaotic flow of random information and cats” here, and while there certainly is a cool way to address something with that name, the author doesn’t have enough brain matter for that, instead we shall call the Internet on the demon world as “Bob” and change whatever the characters are saying with that now.

Bobbing up and down through some videos, Aki finally found something he thought simple enough that he could make while they were sleeping. That would mean five to six hours, since demons don’t even need sleep to begin with, those two just passed out.

A little after going to the supermarket…

-3 cups of lean ground beef, 1 jar of fire roasted tomato and garlic pasta sauce, 1 container of ricotta cheese, ½ cup of shredded parmesan cheese…

About fifteen minutes of preparation, five minutes of checking if he had everything right and reading the recipe again, one hour and fifteen minutes of baking plus ten of standing and there it was. A lasagna he woke his sister in law to taste because because he was too embarrassed to wake his girlfriend and show her something that tasted terrible. He also bought a frozen lasagna for that case.

-Dear, you are hugging me too thigh again, could you please *add stupidly fast talking about lasagna here* said the voice of a very hot older woman.

-Sure. I will… wait, what? How? You don’t even know my wife! No need to say that Sara was very surprised when she noticed she wasn’t home and it wasn’t her wife talking to her. She was also very calm inside and trying to read the geas that suddenly appeared in her soul.

-I actually do, she called while I was working to see if we could all meet since I passed your judgment. Now taste the lasagna. He didn’t actually wait and shoved a spoonful on her mouth.

She could do nothing thanks to his geas. Truth be told, she’d have attacked him already if she wasn’t afraid something terrible would happen them. Letting her guard down because she was in a comfortable place after all that mental stress was something she could not avoid.

-Not bad. Is this… It actually had taste, so she accepted that it was food, nothing like the industrial shit they make for speed and consumers that will never taste anything better. It was obviously not the professional kind of thing she always ate though.

-Yep, I made it! He beamed her a smile and went back to the kitchen to put the table.

Sara took her phone and noticed she’d slept for five hours, more than enough for her, though she still wanted to sleep.

Aki took that long to find the recipe, buy everything and get it done. You may guess what took the longest.

In the time she asserted that, Aki was already walking to Mi’s room. He lowered his back and tried to kiss her awake, but she actually didn’t even after he called her.

Aki was a little worried at first, but he had experience waking people from pleasant dreams. Incessant annoyment could wake anyone.

So he kept kissing her for longer. One minute, two minutes, three… after five minutes she woke up and punched him. Already seated from the position he put her before.

-What do you think you are doing! She was angry at him, but also worried, for the punch left a hole in his cranium. Not. He opened a hole there before it could hurt his soul too much, but it still hit him somewhat.

After explaining to her he was perfectly ok, he told her he had made lasagna.

-You bought cold lasagna? She asked while preparing to taste the shity normal food and getting up from bed.

-Nope, I brought the ingredients and cooked it. He said while looking at her with a smile while expecting praise. Instead she runned to the kitchen.

No fire, smoke, stains on the floor, some on the table though, a basket of ingredients still outside the fridge and her sister eating on the table while sending messages to someone. Most likely her wife or a client. They had to start getting back some of their investments.

-Eh? She was confused. Her boyfriend actually cooked like a normal person? She was questioning where that left her in their relationship when he pinched her cheeks from the back

-Moo, even I would get hurt by that! Eat you idiot! He pressed her to her to a seat and put orange juice for her. Sara also got it after asking for a cup.

He then proceeded take a frozen lasagna out of the fridge and put it on the microwave.

-Why are you getting that out, isn’t that your plate? Asked a confused succubus.

Sara’s an alcubus, by the way. Imagine it as a succubus that has totally fallen for her fetishes. That means she has a lot more strength too though.

-It was, but now you will eat it too. I cooked it with all my love and you react like that. If you really don’t like it then you can cook next. I am just a teenager following a recipe after all. He pouted and set the timer.

-It…

-No. You are not telling her how it tastes or anything else. Aki kept to his tantrum and used the geas to assure that Sara would not interfere.

-…

“And I thought he might be more normal than  me for a second. At least it is cute how he is giving his all in a strange way. It is not bad either.”

So he just ate a whole frozen lasagna while smiling like a idiot and looking at his girlfriend eat the first thing he ever cooked by himself.

No need to say that this ended with rough tentacle sex after Sara left, but I want to say so. Sue me.

On the other side Guilda was having awesome sex with the girl she met two days ago, so let’s check another place.

Really, she is so much more of a normal main character them Aki, even though she is so sexualy aggressive.

…

-Shinji-kun, it’s time to wake up. A sweet voice spoke by my ear.

(I am not this faggot, just so you idiots don’t misunderstand. It’s just another POV.  One in which I shall be just the commenter.)

As I open my eyes I see Manami-san shaking my arm. I sit up and greet her as usual, but when I notice the bed I am in and out surroundings again, I am remembered that we are not in Japan anymore. It’s hard to accept this fantasy world.

Stepping into the cold stone floor I walk to the bathroom and wash my face. I’ve asked the princess about how their water system works, but I only understood that it has something to do with water magic and magic cores. And it’s expensive.

The same black eyes and the same black hair. It’s still me.

-Shinji-kun, Gaias-sensei said we had twenty more minutes to get to the training grounds. Eat fast.

Or so my not so cute childhood friend said. I look at the clock. It’s 6:40. I run.

…

It’s 10:30. Finally time to take a shower! I don’t want to be soaked in sweat surrounded by lots of sweaty man either, but I want to bath more.

(After that he quickly undressed in a quiet corner while ignoring the jealousy of everyone else having a better physique them him. Really, people say asians look young, but two other guys on the recruit’s squad would make woman think they are both very cute and very manly at the same time. It’s that. The fantasy guys with a baby face. Never trust them, they’re all physcopaths)

While normally no one seems to be against me being an otherworlder, I think that’s because we were summoned by goddess sama. People also seem Intimidated by me and don’t try to make contact either. So why…

-I know this all must be hard for you. I new place, new people, you won’t see your family for a long time, but the best way to make through it is to focus on the reason you doing this. The faster you get stronger, the faster you can finish everything.

So why is the captain of royal guard, my teacher, spilling his heart out to me? After all that screaming and rage, why are you the one with the most feelings here?

…

-And this is the basic formula for beam type attacks.

-Sensei, how does that integrate into bean tipe healing with light magic?

Learning magic is unexpectedly hard.

While using it is simple enough, kind of like a feeling, but the further you progress, the more necessary these kind of minute things are. Or you will find yourself dead by your own spells. I can’t help but have these kind of thoughts and wonder if I will ever be able to do it right.

Taking four hours of class with a private teacher sure is hard.

*smack*-Sinji,  are you listening?

-Yes sensei! Why is such a violent woman considered the saint of kindness? I know she  is worried about her mission given by goddess-sama, but aren’t you being too severe?

…

I sure am useless uh? Being screamed at all day and I haven’t learned much, while Manami is training even now. Aren’t I supposed to be the hero? Why am I so weak?

Even while drinking all those elixirs, I am no good. A waste of resources at the moment.

I can’t even save my best friend from a car by throwing myself in her place. Why did you choose someone so useless goddess-sama?

[ Hero- Lv 3/ Champion of light- Lv 2]

If I don’t get more powerful than I will just lose someone I love to nothing.

If I don’t work more I won’t ever be able to protect anyone.

I don’t want to feel despair anymore!

I… *collapses while swinging a sword in his room*

(That’s why he needed to be woken up.)

…

I am free of that hero faggot!

Or not…

It seems that I still have to narrate some shit happening inside a god’s divine realm.

-Wake up child. A maternal voice sounded in the hero’s ears and with difficulty he got up to face the goddess of kindness.

The true one. No more obvious traps. He is the light’s chosen.

-You have done well child. Your training has bore fruits and I am impressed your will did not falter through the way. It is time.

The goddess had a very motherly air on her. Long blond hair, blue eyes, a warm smile, a voluptuous body. She would look like any hot milf if not for her godly aura, really, but a divine spark makes you look different.

-Goddess-sama? Said the confused hero.

-Child, no, Shinji. We do not have much more time, the demons have initiated their invasion. Reunite a small task force that will allow you to level up and get the power you deserve, battle and destroy those creatures and envoys. Only them will those souls entrapped into malice will rest. Only them will this world be released from their clutches again. She warned him with a serious voice.

-I… Certainly goddess-sama. I shall not allow for their massacres to continue. Their souls will be saved. The doubt in his voice disappeared, for it was not the time to fauter. He saluted the goddess before disappearing back to his body.