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Is it really okay to use Getter Rays in a world of Otome Games? [MobuSeka/Getter Robo]

Selfish - 6
"...then the Queen put together our task force to investigate. We arrive and see the island looking like a warzone, the Elven village completely devoid of life, and the ruins nearby looking like someone took a spoon and scooped out a huge chunk of it." The Captain finished explaining the situation that we managed to stumble into. No one had been able to get in contact with the island for weeks and one of their contractors decided to see what was wrong. They found the current state of the island and immediately alerted the proper authorities.

"And no one knew that this was all happening?" I had to ask since the elves had to have mounted some sort of resistance to whoever attacked them. That kind of activity should have been noticed. At the very least, someone should have been able to escape the island and call for help.

"Like I said, the army's pretty spread thin. Monster outbreaks everywhere, even in places where they've never shown up before. A lot of independent knights have been called up to service too, which was why I thought that you were deployed here to help." That made sense. This was the first time I had actually heard how bad the recent monster attacks have been. The most we've encountered them was during the school trip.

"Alright, what do you need my help with then? It seems like you all have everything under control." I pointed out while leaning into the Captain's chair. Livia and the others had taken the available seats in the bridge and were listening intently to the conversation.

"The ruins, what's left anyway." The ruins? Why would they direct us to that instead of the actual settlement? "There's all sorts of things down there that look like they'd rather belong in a dungeon. Our people aren't really adventurers, so we wouldn't know what would be a clue or not. More importantly, we don't want to trigger anything that might make things worse."

Ah, that made more sense. A lot of the enlisted in the army were either from nobility too poor to afford going to send them to the Academy or just outright commoners. If any of them had the capability of becoming adventurers, then they wouldn't have been regular soldiers. "I see. Anything you can tell us about the ruins themselves?"

"Not much, really." The Captain made a frustrated sigh as he started talking about the other big mystery of the island. "We've secured the perimeter of the giant hole, but that's mainly because there's no one else here. Some of the soldiers did report that they saw some shadows moving deeper inside, so there'll probably be monsters there."

"Understood. Where can we dock?" The Captain directed us to a shipping harbor to the south of the island. It was the closest one to the ruins and there were already soldiers stationed there. We were told that the people on the ground had already been informed of our arrival and to give us any assistance we needed.

"Control, keep the Nagare around the airspace just in case once we disembark. If you can spare a drone, come along with us." I said before standing up and looking at my companions.

"You three best get changed into your dungeoneering gear." They all nodded and we met back up a few minutes later, fully kitted up. I was going with my pilot suit and tomahawks, so no changes there.

Livia was wearing a white adventuring coat that had red and yellow highlights. Her leather gloves and boots were pretty rugged and were ideal for the environment we would be going into. She had her now personal handgun strapped to her right thigh but she also had a magic rifle slung over her shoulder now too. Was she taking lessons from Jilk?

Clara had pretty typical adventuring gear, reminiscent of what Livia used to wear. In fact, it might be what she actually used in Adventuring classes. She had dark green light leather overalls that had armor plating covering her chest, forearms and shins. She had leather gloves and traveling boots to round it out. Her sword was strapped to her waist while her shield was on her back.

I blinked when I saw Deirdre's outfit. Why? She was just cosplaying as Richter Belmont from the Castlevania games. White blouse and trousers, blue pirate coat, brown gloves and boots. She even had a whip strapped to her waist! A whip!

"Why do you have a whip?" I had to ask as I pointed at the weapon. The second year girl just smirked and adjusted her coat's popped collar before responding.

"It's enchanted with my magic and cuts as well as any blade. It, however, is much more versatile to use." She said while pulling out a gem encrusted folding fan. I'd bet money that she was going to cast magic from that thing.

"Wow! That's amazing, Deirdre!" Livia said in amazement and her friend just ate it up.

"Of course! A Roseblade does not do things halfway!" Deirdre said with swelling pride. At the back of my mind, I could almost see her doing the typical haughty noblewoman laugh.

"We're ready to go anytime, my Lord." Clara informed me after one final inspection of her own gear.

The Nagare is now docked. Please proceed to disembark in an orderly fashion.

I blinked when I saw the drone that Control was going to bring along with us. "Are those guns on the sides of that drone?"

Of course. I would be remiss to be the only one incapable of combat should we encounter any hostilities.

We made our way to the doors and waited for them to open up. As that happened, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I could hate myself and be depressed about Angie and Clarice on my own time.

Don't think about them for now. I had to deal with what was in front of me.

I winced when I remembered that this kind of thinking was what caused the problems in the first place. God, there was just no winning was there?

I opened my eyes with a growl as the doors opened to reveal a pretty utilitarian looking harbor. The Captain did say that this one was primarily for shipping. We were quickly met by three soldiers, all of them looking older than the four of us.

"I thought that the Captain was joking when they said that the Doom Knight himself showed up, but here we are. The name's Gabriel, Sir Bartfort. These are Marshall and Ortega, we'll escort you to the ruins." The lead soldier began the introduction. We also introduced ourselves and they seemed surprised that a commoner was traveling with me. They didn't really make a big deal out of it other than that and we started making our way to the ruins.

"This is all wrong." Clara pointed out while looking up at the trees. "Where are all the wildlife?"

"You noticed that too, huh? The complete silence was what our scouts reported about first. This whole thing has been spooky from the start." One of the other soldiers, Ortega, agreed with a nod. Well that boded well for us.

We made it to the ruins without any opposition at all. There were a number of soldiers present as well as one standard military model Armor. Just one? Were there others stationed somewhere else?

The Nagare has lifted off. I can have it stay on standby anywhere on the island.

"Keep it near us and have Black Getter warmed up in case we need it." I suggested and looked up to the clear skies. There was plenty of open air in case I had to fight anything in my Getter Robo. We walked up to the edge of the ruin and saw that it really was just a giant hole. The Captain wasn't kidding when he said that it looked like someone just scooped everything out.

Gabriel noticed my expression and scratched his head. "Yeah, it's just a pretty deep drop. We can get a few rope ladders for you if you–"

"I'll take care of it." Livia suddenly said, stepping forward. Some whispered words and a few hand gestures later, she created a levitating platform made of stone from the surroundings that was large enough for ten people.

The soldiers, Clara, and I just gaped at the casual use of obviously high-end magic. Deirdre had no such issues as she started clapping. "Most impressive, Livia! That spell isn't even taught until the Third Year and you cast it with such speed and ease!"

"Ah, well. I'm just really passionate about learning magic." Livia shyly said and was taken by surprise when her friend took both of her hands in her own.

"And I recognize your passion, Livia. Well done!" Deirdre's enthusiasm made Livia blush and I was reminded once again of the charisma of an Otome Protagonist.

The four of us took the magic lift down, with Control's combat drone floating down at its own pace. As we went down, I noticed some pretty modern looking hallways and rooms that were carved out. This place must have been a pretty big underground complex. We reached the bottom and saw that there were a lot of places we could start looking.

"Control, can you give the place a scan? See if you can point us somewhere good." I asked. The place still looked pretty big, with plenty of hallways that could go to who knows where.

I am already currently scanning the ruin complex from this drone as well as the Nagare. It seems that there are traces of medical and laboratory equipment throughout what remains. There also seems to still be biological signatures moving throughout the hallways and rooms.

"Are they elves?" As I asked that, we all turned to the sounds of footsteps and saw a figure shambling towards us. It was an elf, at least, I thought that it was. It had the long ears of an elf but there were three malformed horns that had blinking lights growing out of its head. Its body was misshapen with its left arm being comically large and having a metal claw at the end. Its legs were replaced with four mechanical spider legs that barely looked like they were supporting its weight.

I'm afraid that they do not seem to be the elves that we were hoping for.

The creature ambled towards us while reaching out with its claw. It suddenly found itself impaled by a stone spike coming out of the ground. I turned and saw that it was Livia's doing. She put her left hand down after finishing the spell and quickly pulled out her handgun and shot the creature in the head, blowing off half of it.

"Nice shot, Livia." I absently muttered at how casually she just did all that. Just how strong had she already become?

"Thanks! I've been working on ways to keep things from moving around too much when I shoot them." The girl happily explained with a big smile. We all walked closer to the creature in order to get a better look.

"Are those machines grafted into their body?" Clara asked in clear disgust when she noticed that a lot of the metal seemed to go under the skin.

"Control, please tell me this isn't Dinosaur Empire tech." I quickly asked because I didn't want to have to deal with those guys if the simulators were anything to go by.

This is not Dinosaur Empire technology. However, the methodology of these modifications are reminiscent of those of another Enemy of Humanity.

"Which one?" I asked helplessly.

The Hundred Demons Empire. The modifications are rudimentary enough that whoever did this may only be working with incomplete data.

"Then is this place one of theirs?" I looked around, not liking the name of that group one bit. The elves were messing with technology from the enemies of Getter Robos? How had no one ever noticed this before?

Of the original Hundred Demons Empire? Impossible, as they were driven off the planet long ago. However, I cannot discount the possibility of any remnants returning after the conflicts of old had ended.

"It seems that there are more of these creatures." Deirdre got our attention as several other franken-elves started crawling out of the woodwork, some literally. They were all varied, some had extra limbs, some had tentacles for legs, some were just torsos on wheels. The only thing that was common about all of them was that they had some variation of horns coming out of their heads.

"Clara! With me up front! Livia, Deirdre, Control, give us some ranged support!" I called out, charging forward and pulling out my tomahawks.

"Yes, my Lord!" I heard Clara call out from behind me as I hacked into the shoulder of one of the creatures. Clara did work with her own swordsmanship, making sure not to get in the way of my own movement. From behind us, wind spells from Deirdre, and gunfire from Livia and Control made short work of the first wave of monsters.

After a while, I started noticing something strange about the things we have been killing. They weren't even putting up a fight. At all. Like instead of attacking, they were trying to get our attention. Oh god. When it finally hit me, I suddenly recoiled from the one I was about to chop the head off of.

"Stop! Stop! STOP! Everyone stop attacking!" I yelled out to everyone, even getting in front of Clara as she was about to stab another of the creatures.

"What are you doing, Leon?!" Deirdre asked in a panic. I shook my head and pointed at the mo–elves that were still approaching us.

"They're not trying to attack us." I said and, as if to prove my statement, one of them finally reached me and caressed my face with their normal hand. A tear fell from their non-mechanical eye as they continued to stroke my cheek. I swallowed the lump in my throat and continued. "I think they're asking us for help."

"Oh no, and we've all been…" Clara trailed off and looked at the blood on her sword in shock.

I shall return to the surface and inform the soldiers of this development.

"What happened to all of you?" I asked even as Livia desperately started healing the elves that we had been attacking, most of which were already dead. The one that I was with then took my head and started pulling me away. I just ended up following them, not wanting to end up hurting them.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked but didn't get an answer.

"Leon?!" Deirdre called out as she and the others made to follow. However the other elves blocked them from being able to. They were also unwilling to harm them now that they knew that they weren't trying to hurt us. So they wanted me alone then?

"It's fine! Wait there for Control to come back!" I called out as I was led into a hallway. The surroundings initially looked like they would fit in a sci-fi laboratory like the one from the Saotome Lab. However, as we went in deeper, the theme of the place started changing.

There were carvings on the wall that looked like they depicted various events. Battles, mostly. The commonality among them was that most of the combatants had the same horns that were on the elves. There were also other constants as well.

A red armored figure that looked like it had a big red mustache and a crown. The most striking thing about it was that it fought with two axes and seemed to fire some sort of light from its forehead. Other carvings depicted a thin blue armored figure that had some sort of pointed lance instead of a fight hand that opened up like a flower. Even more carvings depicted a large yellow armored figure in the middle of what seemed like a hurricane. In all the carvings, the ones that had horns on their heads seemed to be on the losing end of the respective battles.

It didn't take long for me to realize what those carvings were representing. The thought made me sweat and regret following these guys by myself.

I was eventually led to a set of open double doors. Inside looked like a dilapidated chapel of some kind. There were destroyed pews and candle holders everywhere. In the far end of the room was some kind of rudimentary statue depicting some kind of serpent. There was also someone kneeling in front of the statue, a woman with long green hair from the looks of it. She rose to her feet and turned around.

She was wearing a thin white dress that did nothing to hide her body. I grimaced as I made sure to keep my eyes off her absurdly large breasts. When I looked at her face she had empty looking amber eyes and long elven ears. More notably, there was a crooked glowing gold horn coming out the right side of her forehead.

"I am Yumeria, the last priestess of the Great Dragon God. Are you here to kill me or maybe take me like the others, inheritor of the green light?" She said in a placid tone. Oh great, another one who can see Getter Rays?
 
This is cool and all, but I'm still kind of hung up on the two girls blaming Leon for 'seducing' Mylene.

Like he went in with the intent to make her fall in love with him. Or somehow used his evil . . . caring personality to win her over.

Leon can't control what other people feel, you know?

Or is it the fact that he didn't just tell Mylene in no uncertain terms it wasn't going to happen? Because I can kind of see that, but at the same time he did turn her down at first, but was also trying to be gentle with Mylene's self-worth issues. Plus the power dynamics and social conditioning.

Nah, it's just their own trauma projecting outward in the end, isn't it?

Young people are dumb and suck at expressing themselves, I guess.
 
Ohh, shit.

Is there a cult of Getter already...?

The not shinto religion in a previous chapter was using names and appearances of animals that the ships forming the original Getter robo were named after so there are likely multiple religions influenced at least in part by the Getter going around at the moment.
 
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Selfish - 7
The elf woman, Yumeria, just waited for me to respond to her question. Despite her claims, she didn't seem scared at all that I might have been there to kill her. I squeezed my eyes shut at the memory of indiscriminately killing all those elves outside just because they looked like monsters.

"I'm not here to harm you or the other elves." I said through gritted teeth. I tried to ignore the shaking of my hands as I continued. "We're just here to try to figure out what happened to the island and the other elves."

"Your heart seems wounded, Inheritor." Yumeria suddenly changed the subject. "Do you require comfort?"

I was about to ask what she was talking about when she reached for her dress and tried to take it off.

"Whoa! Whoa! None of that!" I yelled out, surging forward and grabbing her hands. Unfortunately, her dress was a lot more flimsy than I expected and it all pooled at her feet. I was immediately made aware that she was not wearing any underwear. My eyes widened, not because of her sudden nudity, but because of what else I was seeing.

There were burns, scars, and discoloration all over her body. A rather large surgical scar went from the middle of her sternum all the way down to her pubic area. It was like someone literally cut her torso open. Her breasts had pockmark scars and burns, I didn't even want to know what caused those. There were also signs of bruising on various parts of her body. It was like she came from a warzone.

"What the hell happened to you?" Was all I could ask in the face of such a thing.

"This is my penance and proof of my ascension into becoming the Dragon God's priestess." Yumeria answered as she moved her hands over her breasts. I hated that my eyes instinctively followed the action. "Please do not mind my deformities, Inheritor. Everything is still fully functional and can be used for your pleasure. Please take me however you wish."

My face twisted in revulsion at what she was implying. Was she used that way by other people, by the ones who did this to her? I shook my head and crouched down to pull her dress back up over her body.

"You don't have to offer your body like this anymore." I softly said while securing the clothing on her as best I could.

The elven woman tilted her head to the side and regarded me with what might have been confusion. "Do you find my appearance grotesque perhaps?"

"No, you're very beautiful, Yumeria." I told her with a sad smile. She really was, even with all the scarring. She accepted my words with a nod as I took a step away from her.

"I really do want to know what happened to the island though. Can you tell me what you know?" I asked, rounding back to the original topic I wanted to talk about.

"I cannot speak for the surface elves. I have not seen the light of the sun in many years." What? She had been stuck down here for years? Had she been experimented on that entire time? "As for what happened to our grand temple, it was exhumed along with the Dragon God's remains."

Yeah, that pretty much tracked with what everything looked like. I didn't know what the Dragon God was supposed to be though, was it the Getter Robo from the murals? I probably needed to consult Control before I jumped to any conclusions.

"By who?" I asked instead, that should have been something I could get answers with.

"Humans." She said, making me blink.

"Did they look like anyone specific? Like the army or nobles? Adventurers?" I slowly asked, trying to make it easy for her.

"I do not know. I was asleep when it happened. I was only informed about what happened by the Broken Kin after I was woken up by them." The broken kin were probably the elves that had more severe modifications. "By then, the temple was gone and I've been seeking guidance from the Dragon God's Serpent since. You arrived sometime after, answering my prayers."

So she only found out after the fact as well. It looked like the other elves were the only eye witnesses.

"Well, can you come with me? I'm sure that the army would like to ask some questions. That, and this place doesn't look very habitable anymore." I suggested. Yumeria just stared at me for a moment before finally nodding.

"Very well, I need assistance in helping the others ascend to the Dragon God's realm anyway." I desperately tried not to think about the implications of that statement and guided her back the way we came. The other modified elves outside the room accompanied us along the way.

"Leon! You're okay!" Livia called out to me as we came back out to the bottom of the main crater. I noticed that a few soldiers were also down here now and were warily keeping an eye on the elves. My best friend then finally noticed Yumeria and pointed at her. "Who is this?"

"I apologize, I was unaware that the Inheritor was traveling with a Divine Maiden. This humble priestess greets you, divine one." Yumeria suddenly greeted Livia with a deep bow. The other modified elves also started bowing to the best of their abilities, much to the confusion of the rest of us.

"What do you mea–" Livia started asking when Control's probe suddenly appeared in front of us with the light in its camera lens going red.

[Enemy of Humanity Identified]

"Control, wait!" I yelled out and put myself between Control and Yumeria when the AI looked like they were about to shoot her dead.

Please step away from that elf, Leon. She has successfully undergone Hundred Demon conversion surgery and is now functionally an Oni. She is a threat to all humans.

To my surprise, Yumeria actually frowned and looked offended by the insinuation. "I am not a threat to humanity. It is humanity's greed and hubris that is a greater threat to themselves. The state of our grand temple perfectly highlights that."

"Yumeria, can you please stay quiet for a bit?!" I hissed at her, she was not helping! I ignored how she seemed to pout at me in favor of talking to the increasingly hostile drone. "Control, please. We need her alive to figure out what happened and what this place is about."

Control stayed silent for a few tense moments. I saw Livia slowly reaching for her handgun while her other hand started glowing. The two of us locked eyes and I shook my head a bit. She frowned but nodded. The last thing we needed was her and Control having a shootout in the middle of all this.

So be it. But the elf will be under constant surveillance.

Everyone, save for Yumeria and the modified elves, gave a sigh of relief. I walked up to the soldiers and asked which one of them was in charge. Gabriel reluctantly stepped up and said that he was the ranking soldier responsible for the ruins.

"I have to admit, Sir Bartfort, I have no idea what we're supposed to do with these elves. They're obviously not hostile and look like they've been through all sorts of hell, but we don't really have anywhere to safely put them." The soldier stated in frustration over the situation, rather than the elves themselves. I grimaced in understanding, there definitely weren't any easy solutions to this problem. At least, none that I could see right then.

"What about the task force leadership?" I asked, hoping that the Captain from earlier would have a better solution.

"No luck there either, I'm afraid. They're focused on finding out where the surface elves were taken. There are a lot of slave contracts that are suddenly voided or on hold because all the merchandise suddely vanished." He explained. Of course that's what people were more worried about. I couldn't even blame them, there was probably a lot of money in jeopardy because of all this.

I closed my eyes and rubbed my forehead. I was going to have to take in this circus, wasn't I? I thanked Gabriel and went back to the others. Yumeria was speaking with the girls, with Control's drone hovering ominously close by. The other modified elves were more or less just standing around patiently, though some were looking at Livia with interest.

"Leon! We have a problem!" Livia exclaimed when she noticed me approaching. "Yumeria said that the other elves are going to die!"

My stomach dropped at the news and I looked at the woman in alarm. "Please explain."

"The instruments used to maintain the Broken Kin's existence were among the things that were taken." She began and my eyes widened. "They will all slowly wither and perish by the end of the week at most."

"Can we do anything for them?" I asked, but Yumeria just shook her head. I let out a frustrated growl and turned to Control instead. "Control, you're familiar with the tech used on them. Is there anything we can do to save their lives?"

The information we have about Hundred Demon Empire technology revolves around how to kill them. Even then, the technology used on the elves is incomplete and flawed. Neither the Nagare nor the Labs have the specific facilities that they may need to maintain functionality.

"Then what can we do?" Clara asked in dawning horror.

The humane thing that can be done would be to have them undergo painless euthanasia.

Fuck, I was hoping that it wouldn't come to that.

"What does that mean, Control? I don't like how that word sounds." Deirdre asked, her expression grim.

The act of euthanasia is to intentionally end life to prevent or relieve pain and suffering.

There was complete silence following Control's explanation. Well, that was until Livia started screaming.

"There has to be a way! There HAS TO BE!" She frantically said as she took hold of Control's drone. "I can heal them! I can make them better!"

I understand your distress, Olivia. However, the issue seems to be the mechanical part of their bodies, not the biological part.

"I don't understand! They're hurting, so I should be able to just heal them! That's what I'm best at! If that isn't enough, then I can learn the magic that can!" Livia cried out and started shaking Control's drone. Clara and I had to pull her off, the hysterical girl proving stronger than either of us expected.

"We apologize for causing you distress, divine one." Yumeria suddenly spoke up, bowing to Livia. "Please do not shed tears for our wretched selves. The Broken Kin may have failed to reach divinity in life, but they will be able to reach the Dragon God's realm in death."

"It's not fair!" Livia cried out, as she clung to me desperately. "Leon! You always found a way to save everyone! Please!"

I looked at Livia's tear stained face as she put all of her hopes on me. It tore me up to see her shock when I just looked away in shame. All I could do was hold her as she wailed in despair.

In the end, it was decided that the modified elves would be brought aboard the Nagare. Control assured us that they would be able to do what was necessary without causing any pain or distress. The girls understandably retreated to their rooms once we got back on my ship, not wanting to be a part of any of it. I spoke to the Captain about the whole thing and I was sure that he started drinking on the spot.

"Fuck, no luck on our end either. Whoever did all this didn't leave any trace at all. The Crown won't be happy with the report I'm going to write. Thank you for the help, Sir Bartfort. A damn horrible thing you have to do. We'll help in burying the elves at least." I felt about the same as what he sounded like and we both said our goodbyes, knowing that things weren't about to get better.

The modified elves were moved to various public areas on the ship as they awaited what was going to happen to them. Control was going to end their lives one after another in the largest of the four medical facilities on the Nagare. They said that the entire process should take no longer than half a day. We would be giving the remains to the army for proper burial on Elven Island. It was the least we could do. We would depart from the island the moment that was done and head back to the Capital.

Before Control started the process, we tried to ask the modified elves what happened and who attacked them with Yumeria assisting us. They were less than helpful as all they were able to confirm was that the attackers were human and they used unknown means to carve out the ruins. They all seemed the most upset when they spoke of how their Dragon God was taken.

I was on the bridge to be alone. I didn't feel like doing anything else but wait for everything to be over with. Yumeria was with the modified elves as she insisted on giving them their last rites to ensure that they would ascend to their Dragon God's realm. I didn't believe in their god, but I silently prayed that their souls would make it there all the same.

The process has begun. I assume that you would rather not know the details?

"Fuck no." I spat out with a frown. I then remembered something else that was notable from the ruins. "Did you know that they had murals down there depicting what looked like Getter Robos?"

I was not able to investigate the ruins myself. Can you please describe these murals to me?

I told Control about the red, blue, and yellow armored figures and the battles that were depicted on the walls of the ruins. I didn't really have a frame of reference since the only Getter Robo I really knew was Black Getter, but it felt right to consider them as such when I saw them.

Those sound like depictions of Getter Dragon, Liger, and Poseidon respectively. The foes they were facing were the machines of the Hundred Demon Empire. Strange that such information would have made it through all this time.

"Wait." I began with a growing sense of unease. "If the red one is Getter Dragon, and the elves keep talking about the remains of a Dragon God…"

The elves may have been worshiping a non-functional Getter Dragon model.

"And you didn't detect any Getter Rays?" I asked, Livia never said anything about seeing the green light she sees off of me either.

It would have been unlikely to detect any. After so much time, any Getter Ray energy still in the reactor would have dissipated thousands of years ago.

"And someone still took it." I said, putting my face in my hands. "Someone out there has a Getter Robo, Control."

A non-functional Getter Dragon is not a threat, not to us. No one in this world save for me has the means to provide the needed Getter Rays to power it. Even then, after so long, the machine itself would have already deteriorated to a point that it would not even be usable.

"I guess." That was a pretty good point. I suddenly chuckled when I had an idle thought based on something from a long while back. "You know, Professor Jin is probably spinning in his grave now that we know that elves have been literally worshiping Getter as a god."

He would not have been happy about it, no.

"So if the elves were worshiping Getter Dragon, why were they using Hundred Demon technology to modify themselves? You even said that Yumeria is a finished product." I asked since it was very weird that they would be worshiping the thing that the origin of their technology fought against.

Correct. While there may be more, Yumeria seems to be the only successful case of Oni conversion. We likely won't find out why until we find the parts of the ruin that were taken, but it is not impossible that the ones who first discovered that place misinterpreted the relationship between the Getter Robos and the Hundred Demon Empire.

I stayed on the bridge with my thoughts until Control finally informed me that the process was finally completed. The remains of the elves were cremated and were each placed in small metal boxes.

The boxes are made of Getter Alloy. I thought it fitting that they would be placed in the same metal as the god they worshiped.

Yumeria thanked Control profusely for giving the modified elves such an honor, in her words. Control may not like or trust her much, but I guessed that they were still just a big softie at heart.

Yumeria, Livia, Deirdre, and Clara went down to Elven Island one more time to witness the elves be put to their final resting place. The soldiers guarding the ruins also turned up for the impromptu funeral. The green haired elf led the ceremony and sang a haunting tune in an incredibly beautiful voice as her fellows were buried near the ruins.

"I would like to accompany the Inheritor and the Divine Maiden. It must have been the Dragon God's will that I meet them." Yumeria said when we asked if she was going to stay on the island. We all looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Well, Livia looked like she knew what she was doing when she reached out and enveloped the elf in an embrace.

"I don't know why you keep calling me that, but we'd be happy to have you!" She said before looking at me with a desperate looking expression. "Right, Leon?"

What the hell else was I supposed to tell her?



I was once again lying in bed in the Captain's quarters. The Nagare was headed back to the Capital but none of the girls complained that we were going to cut our adventuring trip short. Deirdre even whined that she never got to see Black Getter in action at all. Our new addition, Yumeria, was currently rooming with Livia as the girl refused to leave the elf alone. I was about to go to sleep when I heard a knock at the door.

Who was visiting at this hour?

"Livia?" She was wearing her pajamas and smiling at me. "I thought you and Yumeria were already asleep?"

"Yumeria is asleep. It seems that she was more tired than she made herself look." Livia answered before entering the room and embracing me. "Are you okay, Leon?"

"No, I'm not." I told her honestly. I wanted to go on this trip to get my mind off of my problems back at the Capital, only to stumble onto a bigger problem instead. "Problems just keep piling up and I don't know how to deal with everything. They just don't stop."

"But there are good things too, right?" She asked, squeezing me in her arms. Man, when did she get so strong?

"Yeah, there are. I just wish that I could have done better with a lot of things." I answered. Angie and Clarice, befriending the boys, finding my sister as Marie, Mylene. There were definitely good things that happened along the way too.

"You will. You're my best friend after all." My face twitched at the little reminder that the girl with her arms around me was also a problem I didn't have a solution to either. Livia didn't seem to notice my distress when she finally let go of me. "This is a pretty fancy room."

"Yeah well, it's supposed to be where the Captain sleeps after all." I explained as she started looking around the room. She then stopped and took a good long look at a particular painting on the wall.

"Leon, why is this painting talking to me?" Excuse me? Wait, wasn't that the painting that had the safe with the Saint's Necklace inside of it? Livia turned to me with a puzzled expression. "Who is Lea?"
 
Olivia is completely bonkers in several different ways... aaand here comes Anne to complete the clusterfuck (...or fix it?).

PS: What even is an Oni?
 
PS: What even is an Oni?
Oni, in Getter, are modified humans using alien technology that a megalomaniac found from a downed UFO. Oni are basically superhumans that have been experimented on.

So basically, the human equivalent of Elves in mobuseka.
 
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Say goodbye, loneliness - 1
Marie Fou Lafan was used to playing the villain, it was something she became a natural at. It was a necessary evil in her line of work back on Earth. When your career either lived or died by how many men wanted to pick you from a catalog, you learn how to make yourself appealing to as many of them as possible. Especially since you have an expiration date. You also learned how to make your competition look worse by comparison. So many naïve girls went into that line of work thinking they had nothing left to lose. There was always more to lose, she knew that all too well.

She never thought that her skillset as a hostess would actually be useful after she was reborn. Little did she know that it made her life so much easier after she finally got away from those animals and arrived at the Academy. Add to that her intimate knowledge of the game's romance events, tripping flags with the capture targets became laughably trivial.

Did she actually love the five boys that she managed to seduce? Of course not, they were nothing more than children in her eyes. Clinging to her as soon as she hit the right buttons connecting to their insecurities and desires. Then again, they did have their uses whenever she needed some stress relief. Their money and influence were also beneficial for her to slowly build her own power base with her peers in the background. The bullying she had to endure along the way was insignificant compared to the benefits she received in exchange.

She was able to finally get everything she wanted, the competition she had for the capture targets weren't even worth her time. Idiots who didn't know how to take initiative when they had every advantage. The so-called main heroine herself was just a doormat without an actual player influencing her actions. All that power, that potential, languishing in a ball of pathetic uncertainty.

She worked for what she got! She earned this! She was going to become the Saint and have her happy ending!

Then it all went sideways when Leon Fou Bartfort stuck his nose in her business. Someone who literally went from nobody to nightmare to hero in the span of weeks thanks to his Super Robot and ship. And for what? To help the losers who couldn't even keep their men in line? To help the doormat? He even ended up becoming friends with her capture targets!

Marie could admit, she had no idea that Leon was her brother. How could she? He didn't act at all like he did in their past life. He was so much stronger, more confident, more decisive, more expressive, more handso–just more!

Looking back at their past interactions with the new context of him being her brother made Marie involuntarily shiver. The way he used to look at her with that intense gaze made her legs weak in ways that those boys could never hope to match.

She had always thought that Leon passed away hating her after she forced him to finish the game they were both reborn in. When he held her and told her that she wasn't at fault, she thought that her heart was going to explode. He loved her! Even now, after everything, he still loved her! They weren't even really brother and sister anymore but he still loved her! Those stolen moments between them became memories she treasured and something she craved more and more of.

Then Julius told her and the others that his engagement with the two losers was going to be broken off. At first, Marie thought that he was joking or had the wrong information. Those two were a step away from becoming his pets if he pushed them enough in the right direction. But no, it was true. The moment when she saw what he looked like after it happened, she could only look away. It reminded her too much of the past. When he cried himself hoarse when the two of them were alone, she knew that it was time for her to finally do something for him for a change.

She waited patiently as the two people she was waiting for showed up at the nondescript café in the Capital. When they arrived, she merely smiled at them while they scowled at her. They both sat down and glared at her, not even offering a greeting. Rude.

"I didn't think you two would actually show up." That got an even more intense glare from the both. The time for her cutesy and innocent act had long since passed. It was cute that they thought that such a thing would scare her. Very few things scared Marie anymore, one of those things was the reason why she was at the café sitting across from two losers.

"I was against it initially, truth be told." Angelica Rapha Redgrave forced out of her gritted teeth. The hothead loser looked like she was about to jump her at any moment.

"I was also reluctant to come here as well, but when both Julius and Jilk practically begged us to come and speak, we couldn't help but reconsider." Clarice Fia Atlee continued the thought, placing a hand on the other loser's arm to calm her down. How considerate of the passive loser. It was pretty easy to have the two boys face their old failures when I told them that it was for Leon's sake. The power of Bromance should never be underestimated.

Leon was on a trip with the doormat-turned-monster, his minion, and the second year who was obsessed with his Super Robot. Hopefully, he'd have a good time and get out of his funk by the time he came back. In the meantime, she had two losers to straighten out.

"So what did you want to talk about? Julius and Jilk did not say." The hothead loser asked, making Marie give them her sweetest smile.

"Leon. I want to talk about Leon." The name was definitely a trigger as the two of them immediately tensed up. "Ah, so it's true that you three broke things off then? Shame."

"I don't see why that is any of your business." The passive loser said with a cold smile. Nice effort, but she needed more practice.

"Leon is the friend of my lovers, he even helped Chris finally stop treating me like I'm made of glass." Marie then demonstrated what a real cold smile was supposed to look like. "And he's technically up for grabs now, isn't he?"

The table shook and clattered as the hothead stood up and slammed both her hands on the surface. "Don't you dare! Julius and Jilk would have still been ours if it wasn't for you!"

Ah, she made it too easy. It wasn't even fun if they just gave her openings like that. "And what? Would either of you even have been happy if you two ended up marrying them?"

Marie relished the anguish on their faces when it started to sink in. What did her brother ever see in these two? Was it really because the monster mindraped him into loving them? He never said it, but Marie had suspected.

"Julius already made it publicly clear what he really thought of you during the duel. What kind of marriage would even come from that if it never came to light?" Marie said to the hothead before turning to the passive one. "Jilk wouldn't even talk to you about me, how long until he would have stopped speaking to you about things that really mattered to him altogether if he married you?"

"That's not–" The passive one tried to speak out but Marie knew better than to give up her control of the conversation.

"Leon was the best thing that happened to the two of you and you threw him away. I would have come here to laugh at you, but neither of you seem worth the effort anymore." She told them while shaking her head. Literally had happiness at their fingertips and they let it slip away, and for what? Dignity? They probably would have crawled on their hands and knees if Leon asked before whatever broke them up happened. Pride? When has pride ever done anything good for anyone?

"You know nothing of the circumstances. You don't have the right to judge us." The hothead countered. Marie scoffed at the obvious deflection.

"Maybe not. But you have to know that he won't stay available for very long." She smiled at how they winced, glancing at each other for a moment. "He is a man not seen in Holfort in ages. A legend literally in the making. Other families will absolutely start making plans to put their daughters in contention for him."

"Maybe it'll be Miss Roseblade. Maybe it'll be the Special Scholarship girl. Maybe it will be a completely unexpected woman altogether." Marie narrowed her eyes when the two of them flinched at the last part. Another woman she didn't know about? Was her brother keeping a secret from her after all? Something to look into later.

"Why are you telling us all this?" The passive loser chanced the question. Why indeed.

"Like I said, I feel like I owe him for being such a good friend to my lovers. I just thought you two could use the extra perspective." Marie told them before standing up. She was about to leave when she decided to take one last parting shot. "You never know, I might just decide to take him for myself after all."

That should light a fire under their asses!

Marie walked away with the feeling of a job well done, confident that she had just helped with her brother's girl related problems.



Why did I always end up having girl related problems?

"Oh, my dearest sweet Lea. It's me, Anne! It has been so long sinc–" The thing that was wearing Livia's face passionately said before I pushed her away from me.

"Get away from me and bring back Livia!" I yelled back, regretting my earlier decision.

I was obviously not thinking clearly when I just up and showed her the Saint's Necklace inside the safe when Livia wanted to know what was talking to her. The moment she reached out and touched it, this nonsense started happening. She quickly put the thing on and started speaking with a different accent.

"The girl is of no conseque–I can speak for myself, thank you very much!" I looked like Livia battled Anne for control in her head and she eventually started reaching for the necklace. "Don't you dare! You may be of my blood, but I will not tolerate such insolen–My! Body!"

Were you aware that there was an imprint of someone's consciousness in the Saint's Necklace?

"Of course not!" I yelled back at Control. "That was never in–how could I have known?!"

"What is a Saint's Neckla–that's what they're calling this now? Ahahaha! Do they call my bracelet and staff something equally ridiculous?" Anne managed to take back control just as Livia's fingertips reached the necklace. "They are, aren't they? Oh my goodness! That's ju–stop pushing me out!"

I took the momentary distraction to get behind Livia and help her take off the Saint's Necklace. I pulled the thing off her and threw it on a nearby desk.

"Why the hell is the necklace doing this? Can you still feel her?" I asked Livia in concern, turning her around to face me and checking her eyes for anything weird.

"Not anymore. I think she's stuck in there." Livia pointed at the offending accessory.

This Anne, whoever she is, seems to only be able to manifest if Olivia wears the necklace.

"Honestly, what a rude woman! She even mocked me in my head before doing something in there! Saying that I've been stupid for being trapped by my own magic and forcing me to forget that I'm in love with…you." The two of us stared at each other when she finished talking. No way, did that idea actually work? That crazy lady in the necklace actually dispelled Compelling Voice? Who the hell was she?!

It seems that our least expected to succeed plan actually worked, thanks to unaccounted for complications.

"I love you." Livia whispered in disbelief, reaching out and cupping my face. She then smiled in relief as tears started flowing from her eyes. "I love you. I love you! I LOVE YOU, LEON! I LOVE YOU!"

When I felt her lips, I suddenly had a feeling of clarity. Like remembering something that was at the edge of my mind. A lens that was finally coming into focus. All at once, everything I couldn't feel about Livia before came out. It was a rush that I couldn't get enough of and I wrapped my arms around her while returning her kisses.

I am happy for the lifting of the spell that has been afflicting you both, but I would advise against acting upon your newly rediscovered feelings for each other while you are both so charged with endorphins. They tend to bog the mind.

"Control, you are being very sweet but please leave the room for a while!" Livia yelled out before going back to kissing me. She once again demonstrated her surprising strength when she practically manhandled me onto the bed. I was about to tell her to listen to Control when she tore off her pajama top. I kind of just stopped thinking after that.

Very well. I shall check back in the morning.



The breakfast that following morning was pretty different. Deirdre, Clara, and Yumeria were already eating when Livia and I showed up together. Clara had already picked out food for us and we both thanked the girl as we sat down to eat. Deirdre looked at us with narrowed eyes before tilting her head in consideration.

"Did the two of you…" She began and her eyes widened then both Livia and I blushed bright red. "Ah! Congratulations? Should I be congratulating you two?"

"We're not really sure yet either." I muttered while covering my face with my hand. Livia briefly spoke about wanting to talk to Angie and Clarice about the whole engagement thing after we woke up, but it was put on hold when her stomach reminded us what time it was.

I did warn you against acting on your passions last night.

"Control, please stop talking about what Leon and I did last night." Livia whined while avoiding Clara's happy smile and words of congratulations.

"This is a blessed day. I am sure that the offspring of the Inheritor and the Divine Maiden will be quite powerful." Yumeria added even more fuel to the fire by reminding us of what was the usual result of such activities.

"We're not having a baby!" I yelped out.

"We're not having a baby yet!" Livia yelped out at the same time. Wait. I stared at her and she pouted at me. "What? I want one eventually."

I couldn't really say anything to that and just started eating. Deirdre and Clara started talking to Livia about what it was like and completely embarrassing her. I smiled despite all of it. After the day we all just had, it was a relief to finally have something going well. I didn't think about all the other cans of worms that were still open, at least not for today. Right now, I just wanted to have breakfast with a girl that I loved and our prying friends.
 
"Honestly, what a rude woman! She even mocked me in my head before doing something in there! Saying that I've been stupid for being trapped by my own magic and forcing me to forget that I'm in love with…you." The two of us stared at each other when she finished talking. No way, did that idea actually work? That crazy lady in the necklace actually dispelled Compelling Voice? Who the hell was she?!
I feel like they actually owe Anne a thank you. Yeah, she's rude, but she was still helpful.

Kind of fucking crazy too, but hey, no one's perfect. And she seems to know how to do stuff with Livia's power.

Maybe something with Getter tech could give her a makeshift body? Something to be interact with for questioning, and possible rehabilitation?

Also, I'm loving Livia's agency here.
 
Marie Fou Lafan was used to playing the villain, it was something she became a natural at. It was a necessary evil in her line of work back on Earth. When your career either lived or died by how many men wanted to pick you from a catalog, you learn how to make yourself appealing to as many of them as possible.
...Considering that Marie was so appealing that she got a single pairing short-story and couple that with the popular Waifu Catalog on this site, this passage is surprisingly meta.
Raptor, my man, your characters are tearing down the 4th wall!

Sidenote, there are like a dozen fics in the whole Fandom, and including Canon, this is the first time Leon nails Olivia.
 

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