The One Who Seeks Death

At 9:32 p.m.

Akira walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

"Huuu… Showering after sweating is really comfortable."

Rubbing his hair with the towel, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Akira had just returned to the hotel after accompanying the quintuplets on a trip to visit the night market.

*Knock Knock*

He was just about to turn on the TV, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Hmm? I don't remember ordering hotel services."

Walking to the door, he peeked through the small hole in the door, but there was no one.

"Could it be a ghost?"

No wonder Akira thinks so, considering that room number 13 is often considered an unlucky number.

"Skadi, you heard that too, right?" Akira asked, thinking he was hallucinating.

Skadi manifested her material body on the bed, crossing her legs. She waved her arms in front of her face as if she were hot.

"Master is not wrong, there is indeed someone knocking on the door. It was a young man, after putting something in front of the door, that person hurriedly left."

She was always on guard, so she knew the situation.

"Oh, I wonder what that person left behind."

Akira opened the bedroom door, and just as Skadi said, there really was something on the floor, a sheet of paper, to be more precise.

Bending down to pick up the paper, he saw that there was a website on the paper.

"Baliparidesexxx.com?"

From the name alone, he could vaguely guess what kind of site it was.

"What does it mean?"

Just as he was closing the door, Skadi stood behind Akira and asked curiously, looking at the paper in his hand.

"Well, it's better to see it in person than to explain it with words."

Akira sat down on the sofa, picked up his cell phone, and tapped on the site on the browser app.

Skadi was watching beside him curiously. When summoned, she implanted information about modern civilization, that's just a general overview.

"What?!"

Her eyes widened when she saw the young girls displayed on the cellphone screen.

The girls pose seductively and wear sexy clothes, and there is an hourly rental price.

"As I thought, this is a prostitution site."

Akira scrolled through the screen and saw that there were many types of girls available for hire.

"What is this! Why are they selling their own bodies?"

Skadi couldn't believe how many women there were on the prostitution site.

"You are overreacting, wasn't there prostitution in your era?" Akira looked at Skadi strangely.

"It's not that there aren't any, but they do it secretly and not openly like this," Answered Skadi, pointing at the cellphone screen.

"Prostitution has existed for thousands of years and has varied in its forms and practices depending on the time, place, and culture of the particular society. In this day and age, prostitution is marketed via the internet, and women don't have to look for men on the street like they used to."

Akira explained while closing the site and clearing the search history. He knew Ichika would sometimes secretly check his phone. It would be dangerous if this semi yandere girl found out he opened a prostitution site.

"Master knows a lot. Could it be that you frequented the brothel before I was summoned?" Skadi looked suspiciously at Akira.

In her view, her Master was a fuckboy who had sex with his biological sister. There was nothing that such a fuckboy would find impossible to do.

"Ugh... What's with the stares at that trash that can't be recycled. To be honest, this is my first time opening a prostitution site."

"Who knows... The country where Tuan lives is famous for its pornography and prostitution industry. I heard that even foreigners come just to try prostitution in Japan."

"Where did you learn that useless knowledge?"

"Internet."

The corners of Akira's eyes twitched, and Skadi's answer made him wonder if he should limit her to the internet.

"Fufufu... Don't be so serious, Master. I'm just kidding with you. Even though you are the 'fukcboy' who attacked your sister and indeed the 'fukcboy' who can't be helped, you are not a lustful man who visits a brothel."

Skadi covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled.

"I'd love to hear your compliments if you didn't call me 'fukcboy' twice."

"Am I wrong? Master is a fuckboy, that's an indisputable fact."

"I... It's up to you."

Akira smiled wryly. Arguing with women would not do any good.

Skadi frowned, standing up from the bed with a sullen facial expression.

Sensing that something was wrong, Akira asked: "What's wrong?"

"The protection Magecraft on your third sister has been triggered." Skadi replied in a heavy tone.

"What!"

Akira stood up, and his expression was very cold and bloodthirsty.

He had Skadi use Magecraft to protect his parents and the quintuplets from magical attacks. At least it can last until he comes.

Now the protective Magecraft on Miku had been triggered, which meant that someone was meanin' to her through magic and the like.

"Master, calm down. Your third sister is fine. My magecraft is from the Age of Gods, she is safe."

So that her Master's bloodlust wouldn't spread throughout the hotel, Skadi hugged him to calm him down.

She knew family was her Master's reverse scale. Whoever tries to misbehave with them, her Master will show no mercy.

"Thank you, Skadi. I got a little emotional."

Akira got his composure back and realized his head was buried in Skadi's big breasts.

The smell of milk and fruit entered his nose.

(Why do women smell so good...)

He thought as he released himself from Skadi's embrace.

"Master is always quick to anger and doesn't think rationally when it comes to your family members." Skadi said helplessly.

"There's nothing I can do, this is my shortcoming."

Akira admitted his weakness without feeling awkward. Then he took the [Slime Bodysuit] inside [Storage Magic].

The [Slime Bodysuit] melted and enveloped Akira's entire body, forming an all-black outfit with a hood covering his face.

"You should see a psychologist, Master."

"I will consider. Rather than that, have you tracked down the source of the magical attacks coming from?"

"Hmph, of course. It's just low level magic. If in my world, that magic user is only considered a half-baked Magus."

Skadi puffed out her chest proudly.

"I am very grateful to have summoned a Caster-class Servant." Akira smiled faintly. His smile was replaced by a dangerous look in his eyes.

"It hasn't been a day since I arrived in Bali, and there are already people looking for death."

After saying that, Akira and Skadi quietly left the room and went to meet the troublemaker.