A white cat!
Out of everything, dragons, phoenixes, some world-ending beast,
He got a cat.
The cat tilted its head slightly as it looked at him curiously and Orion stared back at it before muttering, "you've got to be kidding me."
He looked at the cat for a long while as if waiting for it to reveal it's true form, but all he got was a curious stare from it.
"You're an Elite summon?" he asked flatly, already knowing the answer would piss him off.
The system was silent for a while before another interface popped up.
[Summon Details]
[Name: Luna]
[Race: Mythic Feline]
[Rank: Elite]
[Status: Uncontracted]
[Trait: ???]
"...." Orion let out a quiet sigh as he pushed himself off the wall, his body now fully healed.
According to its race, it meant that he could evolve it up to mythic rank, but if the system followed the same rules as this world did in terms of evolving contracted beasts,
Then ranking this cat up to Mythic tier would be an incredible headache...
Still, having a contracted beast with the potential of reaching Mythic rank was a 1 in a million chance, so he should at least be grateful...right?
Slowly, he approached the cat that hadn't moved an inch before he crouched before the thin.
Contracting a beast was a simple process, the first step to that was summoning one and the rank of whatever was summoned would greatly depend on the quality of the summoner's mana.
An energy all living beings in this world possessed.
Beasts were believed to come from a dimension separate from this one, and during a summoning ritual, a gate is opened from this to that realm.
The 'scent' of the summoner's mana is then released into that realm and whatever beast is attracted by it gets summoned.
Then came the second step, actually contracting your summoned creature, binding the two of you.
This step just requires both parties to want to establish a connection, which, in theory, sounded incredibly simple.
In practice?
It depended entirely on the beast.
Some would outright refuse and return to their realm, and some… would only accept under very specific conditions.
Orion stared at the small cat in front of him, its silver-blue eyes locked onto his.
"Alright," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck, "this shouldn't be hard."
It's a cat.
Not a dragon or some prideful phoenix, it was just a cat.
He extended his hand slowly toward it and started, "let's form a contract—"
But before his words could be completed, the cat suddenly moved, but surprisingly, not away.
Instead, it leaned forward and pressed its head gently against his hand.
"Oh," Orion let out in surprise, "well… that wor—"
Again, before his words could be completed, a faint glow suddenly spread from the point of contact.
The glow then grew and enveloped the entire cat.
A moment later, the cat's form suddenly started getting larger by the second until it's form completely changed.
Orion instinctively took a step back, his eyes widening slightly as the once harmless-looking cat began to grow.
The glow got so bright that he was flash banged for the second time today, forcing him to cover his eyes.
"What the hell?" Orion let out, waiting for the glow to die down.
From the increase in size, the contract might've somehow unlocked the Cat's true form.
So he was curious about what it was, a large wolf maybe? Kinda like fenrir?
It took a while, but the glow soon died out, and Orion was finally allowed to move his arm away from his eyes.
And the moment he did, he froze again.
Standing before him was no longer the white cat he summons cat, instead, a girl now stood in its place.
[Contract Established Successfully.]
[You have formed a contract with: Luna]
[Beast Interface Unlocked.]
[+20 Mythic Energy.]
[Skill Acquired: Contract Mastery]
Orion ignored the notifications for a moment, his gaze still fixed on the small cat, no, the girl before him.
She had long white hair above which rested slightly twitching triangular ears. Her hair also bangs that covered one of her silver blue eyes, framing her face cutely.
She seemed a bit taller than him, older too, and her eyes were now looking directly at him.
"Luna?" Orion hesitantly called out, unsure that the girl standing before him was his summoned beast.
Without replying, the girl suddenly closed the distance, and with no personal care for space, she bent down a bit and sniffed him.
Orion's brain didn't even get the chance to register the fact that a cute white haired girl was standing so close to him before her slender hands suddenly stretched forward and grabbed his head.
Before he could react, she pulled him into her chest with a smile on her face.
Orion's brain froze... literally
Because right now, a girl had just pulled his face straight into her chest like it was the most natural thing in the world.
And she wasn't wearing,
"WAIT!"
His hands shot up instantly, trying to push himself back, but her grip on his head was far stronger than it looked.
For someone with such a slender build, her strength was… ridiculous.
His thoughts spiraled.
_Why is she naked?_
_Why is she this strong?_
_WHY IS THIS HAPPENING IN AN ALLEY?!_
"Let go!" he struggled, but she didn't budge an inch.
Instead, she leaned down slightly, her soft hair brushing against his face as she held him there.
"I've been waiting for you call, master."
Orion didn't hear much of what she said, neither did he notice the tone she used as he was currently being overloaded by both her scent and her breasts on his face.
Finally satisfied, Luna slowly let go of him and he immediately stumbled a step back, putting distance between them as he tried to process everything at once.
His face was red.
Fortunately for him, he had lost too much of his dignity to care about an embarrassed face anymore, so he slowly calmed himself down.
After he was completely calm, he finally turn to her, only to be distracted again.
"Damn it!" He muttered as he took off his bloodied shirt and hesitantly walked towards her.
He was scared that she'd lock him in a hug againz so he made sure to be completely careful on the approach.
He tried handing it to her but she just looked at the shirt and back at him in confusion.
With a sigh, she helped her put it on, and completely buttoned it, finally covering her up.
Orion stepped back only to realize that he had just made it worse, she now looked even more distracting as the shirt wasn't long enough to cover everything.
Luna, on the other hand, looked at the shirt, frowned a bit before bringing it to her nose and muttering, "hehehe, master's scent."
Orion looked at her actions with only a single thought in his mind,
_What the hell did that old bastard just get me into?_