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Mystic Eyes are divided into two types.
One is artificially created, a product of magical engineering.
The other is naturally occurring, a superpower possessing multiple abilities.
The Demonic Eyes of Distortion, ranked "Rainbow" to signify a level of divinity on par with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, are a classic example of the super-powered, multi-ability type.
A wielder of these eyes can create axes of rotation with their gaze: the left eye creates a leftward rotation, and the right eye a rightward one. By focusing on an object, they can distort it. If both axes are applied to a single object simultaneously, it can be twisted apart at their intersection. With normal development, the user could even reach a level where they could distort concepts.
This is the primary function of the Demonic Eyes of Distortion.
However, their power is not limited to merely twisting things apart. A fundamental trait of all demonic eyes is the ability to perceive magical phenomena, and the god-tier Demonic Eyes of Distortion naturally possess this basic skill.
The girl who received a pair of these eyes as a gacha prize still wore a sweet and charming smile, radiating an extraordinary allure. But the glacial chill within that smile was practically overflowing.
After integrating the Demonic Eyes of Distortion that Li Zihan had given her, Miss Sirin could see many things that were previously invisible to her.
For example—
Spiritual bodies.
And Heroic Spirits are the highest order of spiritual bodies.
"Uh-oh. Looks like I've been found out."
As if delivering a divine finishing blow, a vibrant, girlish voice chimed in from the side.
And then—
A petite and adorable-looking girl materialized next to the young man.
"While this Kuro wanted to stay and be Big Brother's secret lover, it seems the cat's out of the bag now."
Those rather risqué words tumbled casually from the smiling girl's lips.
And then—
The atmosphere instantly plummeted, as if they had been teleported from the Sahara to the Arctic.
A biting chill, woven from the energies of both Honkai and magic, spread through the air. The moisture in the air condensed under the frigid assault, forming ice crystals that rained down with a soft rustle. In a single moment, the dry warehouse was blanketed in frost and snow.
Clearly, the source of this power was Ana.
Ana could not see a dematerialized Heroic Spirit. Although she was a God-Slayer, she had no idea how to use magical energy, and thus couldn't perceive the spiritual bodies around her.
However—
Kuro had now revealed herself.
I'm so screwed.
The boy took a deep breath, sensing that if he didn't do something, things were about to get ugly.
Count the prime numbers. Calm down.
And then—
A deeper color flared to life within his bright red pupils.
Clairvoyance, activate.
First, he simulated saying, "You are all my wings."
The thought flashed through Li Zihan's mind.
And then—
A vision of the future unfolded before him.
A Subspace Mongrel vs. an Ice Age.
Pass.
The boy, having no desire to block that combo with his face, decisively abandoned that line of dialogue.
Try using Bites the Dust?
A new future leaped into his vision. In it, the boy easily slipped out of the room beforehand and led the still-unaware girls away.
And then—
Kuro got hungry and went to find food, only to be discovered by Sirin. Then came the self-introduction.
And then—
Space Distortion x Ice Dragon's Roar.
Tch. So unless Kuro stays hidden forever, evasion is useless?
Does that mean the only way to avoid this shuraba is for Kuro to appear in a more... reasonable context, and not as a 'mistress'?
In that case, there was no other choice.
Under the gazes of Sirin and Ana, which were as sharp as blades, Li Zihan lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
About three minutes had passed since he summoned Kuro. The warehouse was about a hundred meters from the bedroom.
"Anything you want to say, A-Li?" Miss Sirin asked with a sweet smile, her one gold and one blue eye fixed on the boy whose head was bowed. Her voice suddenly took on a dual-layered echo.
This wasn't the first time Li Zihan had encountered this. Back in Yae Village, he had heard Seele speak with a similar double voice. The sound had come from Seele and her Herrscher counterpart, Black Seele the Heroine.
Clearly, Sirin's situation was the same as Seele's had been. The shock must have been so great that it had blasted out Sirin's sealed first personality—Herrscher Sirin.
Did that mean he was about to be interrogated by what was effectively three people?
He had barely gotten to know Herrscher Sirin intimately, and now he had to face her in a harem implosion...
What fresh hell is this?!
Li Zihan, who had never once managed to so much as cop a feel from Herrscher Sirin, felt a surge of indignant grief.
However, that grief was short-lived. Ice was already climbing up from his feet, freezing solid around his calves.
"Director. All the girls you knew before, plus the ones with Herrscher potential... Was that still not enough to satisfy you?"
As if her entire being had gone dark, the normally gentle Miss Ana's surroundings began to plummet in temperature. The sheer intensity of it sent a flicker of terror across even Miss Sirin's face.
A natural airhead, when she snaps, is truly terrifying.
How could he possibly quell this rage? What would happen if he chose to face this bloody mess head-on?
And then—
Li Zihan saw a future where he gave up all resistance and was instantly frozen into ice chips.
His expression became a complex tapestry of emotions.
He had reached his limit.
Finally realizing just how dark a sweet girl could get, the boy took one last deep breath.
Let's just return everything to three minutes ago.
He pressed his thumb down.
And then—
Like a film reel playing in reverse, the flow of time in a one-hundred-meter radius around the boy detached from the main stream and began to rewind.
When everything had returned to how it was three minutes prior, the separated timeline seamlessly merged back into the main one.
Innate Time Control: Bites the Dust.
In the warehouse, only the handsome young man remained, standing in the summoning circle and pinching a single bullet between his fingers.
I'm back.
The boy, who had just narrowly avoided being skewered by Ana, let out a sigh of relief.
This time, he did not proceed with the summoning. Instead, he simply waited.
Before long, the sound of girlish footsteps echoed from outside.
Li Zihan took the initiative, pushing the door open and stepping out to meet them.
The girls, Sirin and Ana, stood there prettily before him.
"Eh? Director, were you waiting for us?" the pink-eyed girl asked, tilting her head in an adorable fashion as she looked at the boy who seemed to be expecting them.
"I was about to summon a Heroic Spirit to serve as a battle partner," the boy said, having formulated his excuse in a split second as he pointed to the summoning circle inside the warehouse.
"I just thought that something as important as summoning a partner ought to be done together with my lovers. You know, for a sense of ceremony."