Faced with his wives' concerns, Makoto was also uncharacteristically silent.
"Don't slack off on training from now on."
After a moment, Makoto finally spoke, his tone carrying a hint of genuine seriousness.
Although Makoto always said he didn't care how strong his wives were, since none of them were as strong as him…
Faced with this situation, even Makoto, as a Transmigrator, couldn't immediately think of a good solution.
After all, if they weren't by his side, no matter how strong he was, it wouldn't matter.
So, his wives needed to strengthen their own capabilities.
"Of course."
Saeko was the first to nod, her hand on the hilt of the Shodai Kitetsu, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.
"I will become stronger."
Chika raised her hand, blue-white electricity crackling in her palm.
"I'll work hard too! I'll train my Rumble-Rumble Fruit's power to be even stronger!"
The stronger girls responded one after another, fighting spirit igniting in their eyes.
Moeha, on the other hand, grabbed Makoto's arm and hung onto him completely.
"Makoto-nii, what should I do then?"
In truth, after returning to the real world, Moeha had reverted to her third-year middle school age.
She should be in the middle school division.
But yesterday, she had called the principal of Shuchi'in Academy late at night and arranged for herself to be placed in Makoto's second-year high school class, which was why she was here.
Besides herself, she had also brought along her best friend Kei.
In this era, studying was no longer very useful.
Learning superpowers was what got you ahead.
Besides, with the power she now possessed, even if she were illiterate, she wouldn't have to worry about food or drink.
Nayuta had also wanted to copy this method, jumping directly from elementary school to high school, but Makoto refused.
Moeha and Kei skipping two levels from middle school to high school was already extreme enough. Did you want to skip ten levels at once, jumping from first grade elementary to second year high school?
"Such extreme situations probably won't occur."
Makoto comforted her, reaching out to ruffle Moeha's soft hair.
"Even if I'm not by your side, there will still be other companions. It should be fine."
With Moeha's overpowered Heal-Heal Fruit ability, even if she wasn't skilled in combat, she should manage in other worlds.
After all, in those strange other worlds, people were getting injured and dying every day.
With her overpowered ability, no matter where she went, people would show her some respect.
Besides, even if he wasn't there, with so many of his wives, at least a few of them would be assigned to the same world. Then they could just look out for each other.
To be honest, with the girls' current strength, going to some low-level worlds, like Devil Slayer, they could completely dominate it.
The real fear was being selected to go to high-level worlds, like Dragon Ball, Saint Seiya, Bleach, and the like. That would be quite troublesome.
But surely the Reincarnation System wouldn't assign such high-tier worlds to relatively weaker players, right?
The most worried were naturally girls like Ichika.
In the One Piece World, she hadn't trained much at all, depending entirely on her sisters and Makoto's protection.
After all, Ichika didn't have much talent in this area, nor did she have any real dedication to training.
What she really wanted was to become an actress.
And now, knowing that if she were selected by the Reincarnation Game again, Makoto likely wouldn't be by her side, Ichika panicked.
She was a complete weakling.
Seeing Ichika's worry, Miku put her arm around her sister's and comforted her softly, "It's okay, Ichika. I'll protect you."
Ichika showed a bitter smile, thinking, 'What if you're not there?'
At that moment, Ichika deeply regretted not training properly during all that time in the One Piece World.
It could only be said that one must ultimately rely on oneself.
Then, Makoto's group continued their conversation with the Kessoku Band.
Makoto asked the four what their dungeon mission had been when they entered the Pokémon World.
Nijika replied, "Obtain one Gym Badge."
Makoto smiled wryly.
That was within expectations.
After all, he had just looked at the four's Pokémon and already guessed the system wouldn't give them too difficult a mission.
If the Reincarnation System had given them a mission like [Become the League Champion], these four probably wouldn't have returned to the real world so easily.
After hearing about Makoto's experiences, Ikuyo, an energetic girl, grew even more nervous. Swallowing, she asked Makoto, "Commander, will we... also go to such dangerous worlds in the future?"
Makoto nodded.
"Very likely."
Instantly, the four girls couldn't stay happy.
Bocchi muttered quietly, "Before I die... I want to hold a world-class concert..."
Makoto smiled and comforted the little loner, "It's okay. If you train hard to reach Champion level, you should be able to handle most other worlds."
Hearing this, Bocchi nearly cried.
She had spent several months in the Pokémon World and was quite familiar with that world's power scale.
'Champion level?'
'Me?'
At that moment, Bocchi's expression seemed to show complete despair.
Nijika, as the leader of the Kessoku Band, thought for a moment, then suddenly requested of Makoto, "Commander, could you let us join your training?"
Although their profession was that of 'trainers', which was worlds apart from the combat style of a direct fighter like Makoto, she felt that following him could teach them quite a bit.
If they were sent to another world again in the future, their chances of survival would be much higher.
Hearing Nijika's words, the other members of the Kessoku Band, Ikuyo and Yamada Ryo, quickly agreed.
Ikuyo, the energetic girl, immediately put on a pitiful expression and used her big, watery eyes to plead with Makoto, "Please, Commander-sama~"
Yamada Ryo, on the other side, said expressionlessly, "We can pay with our bodies."
At these words, Eriri, Nino, Ran, and others nearly choked on their own saliva.
'What kind of thunderous statement was that?'
Reze, Saeko, and other members of the [Perverted Group] had their eyes light up, believing this girl had potential.
But the next second, Yamada Ryo pushed forward Bocchi, who had been struggling all day without uttering a single word.
"Use Bocchi's body."
"Eh, eh, eh!!!"
At these words, Bocchi was so scared she turned into an abstract painting, her entire body becoming a pink caterpillar curled up on the ground, trembling violently.
Yamada Ryo said unhurriedly, "Her figure is very explosive."
With that, Yamada Ryo took hold of the zipper of Bocchi's tracksuit with one hand, ready to pull it down.
The moment Yamada Ryo's hand touched Bocchi's zipper, Yu, Beam, and others quickly got up and left, pulling Hachiman and Saika out with them.
Bang!
The door closed.
"Ryo! That's enough!"
Nijika walked up irritably and gave Yamada Ryo a smack on the head.
Yamada Ryo looked at her friend pitifully, her eyes teary, and said, "But... Bocchi-chan's figure really is exquisite..."
Everyone's attention was on Bocchi. Yamada Ryo had already pulled her zipper down most of the way, and many of the girls saw the shocking battle potential hidden under that tracksuit—
Damn, it really was 'slender branches bearing abundant fruit'.
Kei, Eriri, and others stared wide-eyed.
'No, why her?'
"No need for that. You can come if you want."
Makoto waved his hand, his tone casual.
As he spoke, he reached out and petted Yamada Ryo's Meowth.
The fluffy touch came through his fingertips. The little creature squinted in pleasure, letting out a "Nya~" sound.
It had to be said, this little thing was really nice to pet. No wonder Sakaki loved petting his Persian so much.
Makoto actually quite liked these little Pokémon creatures.
He even thought that if he ever transmigrated to the Pokémon World, he might just settle down there and not come back.
And definitely not because of Cynthia, Lusamine, Lorelei, Nessa, Sonia...
For the entire day, Makoto's group and the Kessoku Band quartet exchanged information. They never attended class.
When the teacher came to the classroom and saw Makoto's group chatting, they didn't dare disturb them and quietly retreated.
So everyone just chatted like that for the whole day.