Only Human (Goddess of Victory NIKKE SI)

[Jsebas19]

with the implication that in the game Anis is the Idol Pretty during Rapi's time before meeting Red Hood.

It means that here in OH Anis is another one whose story is different from that of the game, because in chapter 28 Siyuen mentioned that when she investigated Counters, she said that Anis is a Rejected Tetra Line Fashion Model.

So if confirmed, Anis would join Rapi and Cinderella in characters in OH whose story changed or differed from her game counterpart due to the presence of Joe.

and let's not forget what was seen in the current Mana event where apart from showing Siyuen's sister, there are indications that the MC of the game could be a clone of the legendary commander.
being another change in OH because Joe is THE legendary commander and since the MC of the game does not exist here. I have a theory that an attempt was made here to clone Joe but the program, unlike the game, was a failure due to Joe's condition of being an Isekai from another world since his blood and DNA would not be compatible with the test subjects.

and the circumstances that Joe could meet Jien would be different, either for Siyuen to try to get Wardress back or for Jien to take action on the matter when he sees how Joe intentionally ignores Siyuen.

This in summary would be the difference between Rapi from the game and Rapi from OH in terms of origin:

-Rapi of the game: Rapipi no Hapipi

-Rapi from OH: Rapipi yes Hapipi

 

[Xaldreca]

I do hope the mass produced Nikke get some time to shine.

They've all been set up at various points, but haven't actually gotten to do anything yet.

 

[BakaSmurf]

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Chapter 72 - Raw Clown-to-Clown Communication
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Joe finished polishing off the omurice that had been presented to them as though it were mana from the gods. It was… Fine. It would have been a lot better had it not had what seemed like an entire half a bottle of ketchup dumped on it, for sure.

Privaty finished forcing down her own plate—the sheer quantity of sweetened tomato sauce seeming to be a bit much for her as well.

Luckily, Cocoa hadn't stuck around to watch them eat, the other patrons needing to be tended to, so Joe didn't have to deal with Privaty probably getting mad at him for rightfully informing the little pinkette that sometimes, less is more.

Instead, after they'd finished and quietly exchanged some opinions on the meal they'd just shared, they were approached by a thoroughly put-upon Anis, all dolled up in her maid uniform.

On account of her typical mode of dress—that is to say, with her chest looking about ready to fall out of her frighteningly low-cut tank top, Joe would have expected Anis to be done up like a typical sexy anime maid.

Instead, she was wearing a dress that was little other than an even more plain version of what Ade wore. It was, honestly, nothing worth writing home about. Anis just looked like a normal, like, actual professional maid. Headband included.

"Uh," Anis started, making a point to not look directly at Joe. "So, uh, you done with that?" She lamely inquired as she pointed at the man's empty plate.

As Joe was about to respond, a girly cry of "Noooo! Aniiiis!" sounded out, followed by a series of loud, heeled footfalls-

And a crash that damn near took Anis down as well.

Shrieking as she barely caught herself atop the toes of a single foot—demonstrating the inhuman degree of control Nikkes had over their bodies in so doing—Anis balanced like a ballerina might mid-dance, with a leg outstretched to counter the weight of her torso being almost parallel to the ground, backwards.

Impressively, Anis was settled back atop both of her feet in a display that actually garnered claps from the other patrons. That, along with some lighthearted chuckling, and even coos of endearment at the tableau playing out before Joe and Privaty's table.

One might've expected a degree of concern, rather than amused laughter, given how hard the other girl just ate hard shit on the floor while Anis only just barely avoided joining her. Yet-

"Ohmygosh, are you okay!?" Privaty was quick to rise to her feet and stoop over, clearly aiming to help the yet-unidentified maid up.

"-Anis!" The new girl cried out as she inelegantly stumbled to her feet before Privaty could set hands on her, however. "You're supposed to say: 'hello Masters! I'm so happy you came to visit us today! Was your meal positively scrum-diddly-umptious? What would our beloved Masters like for dessert?'"

HOLY SWEET MOTHER OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY.

The newest maid, in sharp contrast to Ade, Cocoa, and Anis was, shockingly, actually dressed in the skimpy anime maid dress Joe had low-key expected from Anis. This would have been noteworthy on its own, yes, but pretty girls were common enough in the Ark for such to have become a somewhat unremarkable sight.

She had long, flowing pale green hair—very nearly green-tinted platinum blonde it was so light—tied up in cute, messy loops atop a pair of streaming thin twintails.

Her crown was naturally adorned with a set of antennae-like ahoge whose tips intersected to form the outline of a cartoon heart over her brow. Said brow itself was accentuated by blunt, neatly-trimmed bangs.

Yet this was not the most noteworthy aspect of her appearance.

She had large, sweetly glimmering, downright arresting magenta eyes, framed with thick lashes which came to a gentle, downwards slope that presented a kindly air about the girl. Her fair-skinned, soft features only further impressed upon the observer the suggestion that she could only be a sweetheart of a lass.

This too, was far from the most striking thing about her looks. Rather, what stuck out about her most aside from her top-tier beauty…

Was the fact that, despite being about Privaty's diminutive height, her chest rivalled Rapunzel's in how each were the size of her head.

To say nothing of how her shirt was DANGEROUSLY low cut to the point where Joe was genuinely shocked that nothing was peeking out over the rim of the fabric, yet at the same time, it was clearly under-sized given how she wasn't just spilling out over the hem of the top, but the buttons, the poor two buttons holding what looked to be a button-down tube top shut were dying.

The strain, the strain on her buttons was ruinous. They were about to fail, they were visibly about to fail, Joe was about to watch this poor woman's top explode off of her and see her endowments just flop out in front of the entire goddamned establishment and how hadn't they already popped out just from that horrid crash to the floor?

She'd landed flat on her face—or as flatly as a woman as intensely well-endowed as she was could—that shirt shouldn't have been able to contain such an accident! How was it still holding up!? Holy shit-

"N-no!" Anis protested, grimacing as she continued to not look Joe's way. "H-He's-"

"Anis!"

The stacked and skimpily-dressed verdette leaned over in a motion which really should have defeated her minuscule and entirely unsupported top.

"Being a maid means always being considerate and welcoming to all our patrons! No matter who they are! You signed up for the job, you must have wanted to smile for customers and make their day, right?" She inquired with an innocent smile which so terribly ill-suited her manner of dress.

"B-But, Soda, he's my Commander!" Anis cried under her breath, her face rapidly turning the colour of the ketchup Cocoa had put way too much of on Joe and Privaty's omurice. "I-I live with him and have to see him every day and-"

"He's your-" The verdette, evidently and shockingly appropriately dubbed 'Soda' given Anis' possible interest started, turning to examine Joe for the first time. "Oh, oh! Oh wow! You weren't kidding! He really is handsome!" Soda declared.

While Anis looked like she wanted to die, Joe rather suddenly felt as though he were in danger. Yet, not seeming to sense the same peril, Soda simply continued on unabated.

"But you said he always looked kinda mean and scary even though he's 'actually super nice,' Anis! He just looks like a big ol' surprised lion! Like a big cartoon kitty cat!" Soda chortled cutely. "Well, if you're friends with him, that should mean you're already comfortable around him, right? So go ahead! It should be easy for you to be a proper maid for him!"

Joe could barely remember the last time he was compared to a lion in appearance. Was it the scowl? It was probably the scowl. It wasn't his fault his face was born like that! His resting bitch face was genetic, damn it!

She circled back around Anis, and gave the beleaguered blonde a light, encouraging push on the back, as if urging her onward.

Anis, for her part, very clearly rued the fact that Joe, of all people, was her first customer. Likely for a number of reasons. Including those relating to the fact that getting her to simply clean up after herself back at the Command Centre was akin to pulling teeth.

He was going to remember this the next time she tried to bitch and cry about tossing her empty cans in the trash, and not leaving her used socks draped out over the TV for some demented reason.

At any rate, Anis grimaced, even as she attempted to press it down and present a strained smile of pain to Joe and Privaty. She assumed a far more girly stance than was usual for her, bringing her knees together, heels apart, and keeping her elbows locked at her side as she lifted her hands, she…

"H-h-h-hello, M-Masters," She tried her best. "Y-you… Are you done with your meals?"

"Yes," Privaty declared for the both of them, having since returned to her seat. "If you'd please clear the table for us?" She asked quite prettily in a way that redoubled Joe's feeling of being in imminent danger.

"Y-yes, Masters," Anis shakily stuttered out, ears and cheeks tinged red with embarrassment as she scooped up the plates and rapidly about-faced to rush to the kitchen area—catching a stray encouraging thumbs-up from Soda as she did so. Soda was quick to follow the blonde, rapidly leaving Joe and Privaty alone again.

Privaty's head whipped around quickly enough that Joe was genuinely shocked the motion hadn't produced an audible 'snap.' Further, the glower she presented to him could melt steel.

"I-I didn'-t-" Joe started in a feeble attempt to defend himself, because, no, yeah, he'd just out-and-out stared, since, well, holy shit.

"Don't you dare act like you weren't looking hard enough to notice the beauty mark on her mondo sweater puppies!" Privaty immediately and furiously snapped at him under her breath.

-Wait, "Wha- there was a beauty mark-?" Joe started, genuinely surprised.

"I knew you were looking!" Privaty immediately snapped forward, setting her palms on the table as she shot daggers at the man with her big, golden eyes. "I knew it! You're all obsessed with big, bouncy, back-breaking badonkers to notice something like that, aren't you!?" She demanded of him, under her breath, of course, lest she make a scene.

Joe recoiled, leaning back, so pressed that it didn't occur to him to note that it was Privaty that had been looking closely enough to notice that. "I didn't even-!"

"Just admit it! Admit that you're a big boob lover! You... You milk cannon fanatic!" Privaty demanded of the man, her eyes having a… Some kind of glint to them he couldn't quite parse. "I bet you'd go nuts if you saw me dressed like that and I had big jello boulders ready to fall out of my top like that, wouldn't you!"

Did she just call them fucking 'milk cannons' and 'jello boulders' then just move on from that without missing a beat, what the fuck Privaty?

Immediately distracting him that from, however, the Commander was almost sure for a split second that the glint in Privaty's eye as she made that accusatory inquisition was one of almost desperate anticipation, but what kind of sense would that make?

"Why are you so fixated on this!?" Joe demanded of her in turn, leaning forward and straining to keep his voice low, even despite his mounting stress. "Would you chill? It's not my fault she's dressed so provocatively-!"

"So you do find that tiny skirt of hers provocative!" Privaty declared with wide eyes. "You admit it then! You'd kill to see me dressed like that with my big honkers- I mean my gazongers aren't big! I'm not hiding anything under my shirt! Shut up!" She demanded of him.

The twintailed blunette dropped back into her seat and, as though hiding something and with a scandalized expression, encircled her arms over her, again, visibly modest chest.

"Privaty what the fuck are you talking about!?" Joe, once again, demanded of her in turn.

"You're the one that suddenly brought up my chest!" Privaty cried in horror.

"No I- You did- What the fuck are you-!?"

"You were thinking about how big my jiggle-jogglers are! I mean they aren't big! I don't have anything to hide, stop looking!" Privaty commanded him, despite the fact that he wasn't.

"Privaty, what the fuck are you talking about!?"

The two's idiotic argument was cut short by Anis warily approaching the table again, clearly put-off by how the pair seemed to be bickering under their breath. This time, she was holding another plate, this one with a big, perfectly-formed scoop of decorated ice cream resting atop it.

Once more, Soda was following shortly behind her, giving her encouraging little back-taps and smiles.

"Uh-um, your Commander appreciation dessert…" Anis grumbled quietly.

"Anis!" Soda started with a whine. "You need to cast the magic spell on it!"

"Please God no…" Anis also whined, looking as though she'd been ordered to walk the plank.

"Aniiiis," Soda doubled down on the whine, lightly pushing on Anis' back, as though encouraging a nervous child to jump in a swimming pool for the first time.

Joe just stared at Anis.

Anis just stared at Joe.

After a moment, Anis braced herself, swallowed her pride and shame in equal measure, and-

"Become super delicious!" Anis suddenly struck a magical girl pose. "Coochie, woochie, coo!" She finished by holding her arms at their full extension, framing the ice cream scoop with her fingers encircled around it in the shape of a heart, her expression…

Was actually quite lovely. Anis, holy shit, actually had a really nice smile. Like, oh shit, wait, since when was she so pretty, what the Hell, where did Joe's weirdo girlsmell gremlin go, why was his heart skipping a beat seeing her eyes sparkle like that? Wha-

While Soda clapped excitedly and cheered Anis on, the blonde just covered her face, lightly cried in dismay into her hands, and spun on her heel to flee the scene of her own self-immolation.

Soda wiped out trying to go after her, but quickly recovered, somehow still not having popped out of her undersized and horribly strained top despite the hard tumble. She speedily continued off after Anis, trying to encourage her all the while.

After a few moments, Privaty took a shallow, bracing breath, and said: "...So, that's your subordinate?" She inquired.

"Uh," Joe shifted to refocus on the twintailed blunette. "Yeah."

There was a small pause before she continued. "She seems nice," Privaty noted with a little, appreciative smile.

"...Yeah, she can be pretty nice," Joe reflected on how Anis had made a point to wait for him to wake up, while he was out in the Northern Base after he got hurt. The understated way in which she established that she had his back, and would stick by his side if Rapi couldn't for some reason. "I know I can trust her when shit goes down, even if she can be a bit of a head-ass at times."

"Mm…" Privaty hummed in consideration of his point.

After a few moments, Joe noticed that she was focusing—intentionally or not—upon the ice cream. With a small smirk, he reached out, and pushed the dish closer to her.

The little lady's eyes went wide at the gesture, and Joe simply instructed her "Go on," he offered it to her.

"B-but it's for you," Privaty asserted, seemingly genuinely surprised. "Since you're a Commander…"

"And it'd make me happier to see you enjoy it than eating it myself," the man asserted honestly. He liked ice cream well enough, but he liked seeing pretty girls smile more.

There was a beat in which Privaty started to blush again, but, rather than get defensive or grumble or growl, she accepted the dessert with a small, strained 'thank you,' and dug into it with the tiny provided spoon.

Rather quickly, her expression brightened up, clearly enjoying the ice cream, Privaty wound up entirely absorbed in the sweet treat.

Today wasn't such a bad day, really.

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Joe and Privaty parted ways once it was time for him to return to the Outpost. She seemed a little expectant of something, and annoyed for a moment when the man started off for the elevator.

She didn't press anything, and demanded that he not worry about it as she about-faced and started off on her own in an aggravated huff.

It was a fine outing at any rate, and Joe was becoming increasingly glad that he seemed to have a good friend in the little, somewhat temperamental and kind of endearingly dumb beauty.

Quickly enough, he found himself stepping back into the Outpost, and with his hands deposited into his pockets, he ambled on to the Command Centre.

He blinked in some small measure of surprise upon spotting an out-of-place white blob next to the front entrance. Then, upon getting closer, he was able to make out that it was Snow White. Kneeling next to the front doors, eyes firmly locked on the ground in front of her.

Joe blinked once more, this time quite owlishly… Then, he noticed the sign hanging around her neck declaring 'I acted inconsiderately of others circumstances and behaved the part of a mean-spirited, immature child despite my age.'

The Commander had stopped, and just stared blankly at the Nikke, who shamefully kept her gaze fixed on the ground, expression heavily strained in equal parts fear and dismay.

There was a beat before Joe just marched into the front doors, calling out: "What did she do!?" He immediately recalled a few specific moments from their past together aboard the Avenger, the few rare moments wherein Rapunzel got genuinely mad.

He noticed, but didn't acknowledge the way Snow White flinched at his words. Snow White was usually pretty cool, but when she fucked up, she had a tendency to fuck up.

He could only imagine what had happened to warrant Rapunzel going full pissed-off Italian Catholic nun on her.

 

[SuperPulp2789]

Tsundere with huge tits are a treasure, just make sure they're NOT mega bitches who assault the protagonist, otherwise the bitchiness will overshadow whatever cuteness there is

And yes, my avatar is Peter Griffin cosplaying as Privaty (Unkind Maid)

 

[palacesound]

The legendary Cleavage Crashout of XXXX.

 

[SKsniper128]

I don't know if it's just me, but the comedy sketch with Privaty for the past chapter or so just seems a little out of place.

Like, the poor guy just finished unloading his mental baggage on Snow White, he had to confront the fact that he shot the first person he made a connection with since waking up and then he's sitting in the maid cafe bantering with Privaty about how many euphemisms for tits she can come up with.

 

[Gato]

I'm calling it now. The harem wars once Dorothy shows up will be harsh and cruel. Many will suffer. But! They speak of a holy weapon to end it all, hidden and forgotten to time! When it is unsheathed, all will still for they see that they are not it's equal. Hear me and rejoice!

The Beach Episode!
The Beach Episode is REAL!!

Privaty chads keep winning! All day, every day! A man's hope, chest, will never die!

Also, yeah, the lore says she's a nikke, too, yet pretends to be human. Maybe she just wants to hide her job from others or maybe just wants to avoid the stigma? We don't really see her outside her these dates so chances are it's actually the central AI commandeering a nikke without a brain so she can get her hands on him. Evidence? I made it up. Cope.

In regards to the harem comments a while back, I think people just want it because a lot of girls are asking for affection and attention and no main girl has been called so every deep interaction, while platonic, is seen as something more. Also because a lot of them need a lot more healing from all the societal abuse they suffered. Right now, only three girls laid a claim on him with more to follow for sure so something concrete like kissing would seal the deal for most of these waifu wars.

Looking forward to the next chapter!

 

[BakaSmurf]

I don't know if it's just me, but the comedy sketch with Privaty for the past chapter or so just seems a little out of place.

Like, the poor guy just finished unloading his mental baggage on Snow White, he had to confront the fact that he shot the first person he made a connection with since waking up and then he's sitting in the maid cafe bantering with Privaty about how many euphemisms for tits she can come up with.

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Yeah, kind of weird how that's wound up playing out and how Joe seems to have switched head spaces on a dime there, huh?

 

[Zam138]

Yeah, kind of weird how that's wound up playing out and how Joe seems to have switched head spaces on a dime there, huh?

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To be fair, no matter what kind of headspace he's in no much can prepare someone for a tsundere with a breast obsession and in denial of it.
"Surely you noticed she has a beauty mark on her chest!" "She does?"
Tittie Terror Privaty is a menace and a natural disaster lmao

 

[SuperPulp2789]

To be fair, no matter what kind of headspace he's in no much can prepare someone for a tsundere with a breast obsession and in denial of it.
"Surely you noticed she has a beauty mark on her chest!" "She does?"
Tittie Terror Privaty is a menace and a natural disaster lmao

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Most Tsundere's who are hard to like, tend to NOT have big boobs, from what I can tell

Privaty has big ones, why hide em?

 

[Xaldreca]

Most Tsundere's who are hard to like, tend to NOT have big boobs, from what I can tell

Privaty has big ones, why hide em?

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. . . Presumably this part of the rant she went on last chapter.

"I'm not 'hyper-fixated' on her gazongers!" Privaty defensively asserted. "What's so good about big balloons anyways!? They're huge and at first you're proud of them but then they get in the way and you have to dress around them and you get picked on and called 'top heavy' and you get asked if they're going to cause you to fail this training operation too-!"

She stopped, mouth hanging open mid-rant before her eyes opened to their maximum and her pupils constricted to tiny little mortified pinpricks.

"N-N-Not that I'd know anything about all of that!"

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[SuperPulp2789]

. . . Presumably this part of the rant she went on last chapter.

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Thanks, I should have reread that bit

Maybe Privaty should ask how others deal with theirs

Like how do they avoid slipping in the middle of battle?

 

[Vicentehuerta777dragon]

My God ,privaty is such a dumbass ,I love her .

 

[Dasneaky]

He could only imagine what had happened to warrant Rapunzel going full pissed-off Italian Catholic nun on

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As part Italian myself this statement could not be more true lol. Very hard to make me angry BUT oh boy when I do watch out lol

 

[Jsebas19]

The episode was a demonstration of Nikkes stupidity at its finest when it comes to tits.

Joe's reaction to Soda's breasts is just as I imagined, it seems to be right, and Joe still hasn't seen Noir, Soda and Alice in their golden coin rush bunny outfits because Joe will surely see them in those outfits. He would do the same when he met Cinderella.

That Anis works at Maid cafe is not something random. In reality, it would be a reference to Nikke Sweet Encount's manga where Anis occasionally appears working in the maid cafe.

With the new musan pro animation that is financed by shift up it would be revealed that Anis is the pretty tetra idol, which as I said here in OH I don't know how it would apply because Siyuen mentioned in the message to Joe that Anis is a fashion model rejected when I investigate them.

So I theorize that here it would be another effect of Joe's presence, in the game as OH Mustang was always in favor of the nikkes and defended them and is kind to them, in the game when nikkephobia was at its worst Mustang turned into Anis becomes an idol to try to reduce anti-Nikke sentiment.

But here in Oh how Joe and Red Hood killed a large part of the politicians and their entire police force, apart from the fact that the Footstep, walk, run protesters have not died and are still alive, it would cause the anti-Nike sentiment to not be so strong and Mustang would not turn Anis into an idol, and it was Anis who decided to be a model.

 

[SuperPulp2789]

The episode was a demonstration of Nikkes stupidity at its finest when it comes to tits.

Joe's reaction to Soda's breasts is just as I imagined, it seems to be right, and Joe still hasn't seen Noir, Soda and Alice in their golden coin rush bunny outfits because Joe will surely see them in those outfits. He would do the same when he met Cinderella.

That Anis works at Maid cafe is not something random. In reality, it would be a reference to Nikke Sweet Encount's manga where Anis occasionally appears working in the maid cafe.

With the new musan pro animation that is financed by shift up it would be revealed that Anis is the pretty tetra idol, which as I said here in OH I don't know how it would apply because Siyuen mentioned in the message to Joe that Anis is a fashion model rejected when I investigate them.

So I theorize that here it would be another effect of Joe's presence, in the game as OH Mustang was always in favor of the nikkes and defended them and is kind to them, in the game when nikkephobia was at its worst Mustang turned into Anis becomes an idol to try to reduce anti-Nikke sentiment.

But here in Oh how Joe and Red Hood killed a large part of the politicians and their entire police force, apart from the fact that the Footstep, walk, run protesters have not died and are still alive, it would cause the anti-Nike sentiment to not be so strong and Mustang would not turn Anis into an idol, and it was Anis who decided to be a model.

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Pretty was mentioned to have been assassinated

I'm still not sure on Anis being pretty, she may have in her own words or similar, have not always been her current cynical self

But I wouldn't be surprised at her instead being an attempted replacement, when they were still trying for idols

If she was Pretty, then she may not have actually been a NIKKE at the time, seeing as NIKKE grade weapons are meant to be what kills them or the ones for Commanders specifically