Non-Human Girls Are Fighting Over Me ~ Do I Get to Refuse? “Nope!” “No Way!” “Not a Chance!” “Absolutely Not!” - Chapter 36 & 37

Chapter 36: Lord Mob the Ring

Levi clutched her head with both hands, letting out a deep sigh.

“…What are we gonna do? Guess there’s no choice.”

At her words, Towa, Mio, and Riri exchanged smug glances.

※

An hour later.

The Aikava family’s living room.

As Kazuto woke, Levi’s calm voice pierced his ears.

“So, Kazuto-kun. You’re now the property of all three.”

“…Huh?”

“Give it up. It’s better than losing your soul. You’re lucky, really. All three are cute. And—if you don’t marry Riri, your soul’s gone. That contract’s backed by a supreme demon. Plus, as a mother, I won’t forgive you.”

Her casual tone left Kazuto’s mind blank.

“Wha… what…?”

“Then—”

Riri beamed, her smile as innocent as a schoolgirl’s, but her words carried ruthless weight.

“I’m inexperienced, but please take care of me, Onii-chan.”

“Of course, you’ll take responsibility for me too, right?”

Towa smirked provocatively, her eyes narrowed.

“Hmph… I’m already his fiancée, obviously.”

Mio adjusted her ribbon, stating it as fact.

“What—!”

Kazuto’s scream echoed through the living room.

(Why is this happening?!)

Cutting through the chaos, the plague-masked figure shrugged with a slap.

“Also… the thing inside him’s about to wake up. You’d better think about that.”

“The thing inside?”

Kazuto asked, puzzled.

The figure placed a hand to their chest, bowing grandly.

“My apologies for the delay. My name is—

Pestia Alchemilla, the ‘Demon of Medicine.’

Here, I go by Shidou Kyouka, the mad flower of the lion’s hall.

I run a clinic nearby. Come by anytime.”

Kazuto’s face lit up.

“Oh! You’re the doctor from Shidou Clinic! The super beautiful one, right?”

The next instant.

“Ugh.”

“Ugh.”

“Ugh.”

Towa, Mio, and Riri let out low growls in unison.

The living room’s air grew heavy in a flash.

“He’s such a flirt,” Towa said, tossing her hair with a scoff.

“Agreed… he needs a little punishment,” Mio added coldly.

“Gotta fix that cheating streak. Physical therapy, maybe?” Riri chirped innocently, suggesting something outrageous.

Pressure stabbed from three directions.

Kazuto slumped against the chair, screaming internally.

(…There’s no escape now!)

A strange silence fell over the living room.

Or rather, Kazuto was the only one silent, while the others trembled with flushed faces.

The cause: one person.

Seated cross-legged on the sofa, the plague-masked woman in a white coat—Shidou Kyouka.

After sipping her tea, she spoke as if it were nothing.

“—The Samael inside you, the ‘Poison of God,’ the ‘Malice of God,’ the ‘Angel of Death.’

It’ll wake within three years. Could be tomorrow, even.”

“…What?”

Kazuto’s voice was a mosquito’s whine.

But Kyouka pressed on, unbothered.

“When I peeked at your soul, I ‘accidentally’ saw some memories. Purely by chance, mind you. Don’t worry.

…Wow. Not the kind of play a high schooler should be into. His body’s been fully explored, no part left untouched.”

“W-wait a sec—”

Levi hurriedly covered Riri’s ears.

But Riri just puffed her cheeks, muttering, “Hmph.”

Kyouka, undeterred, dropped another bomb.

“With that level of exploration, no non-human girl could resist falling for him. A ◯❍◯◯ machine, fully tuned.

Especially the vampire girl’s training—pretty intense, huh?”

“Uwaaaaaah!!”

Towa and Mio’s screams echoed through the living room.

“Not just regular ◯❍◯◯, but all kinds of uniform ◯❍◯◯, situational ◯❍◯◯, ◯❍◯◯◯ stuff, endless sessions with healing magic… the witch’s been busy too.

Then there’s reverse ◯❍◯◯ with ◯❍◯◯, all-night ◯❍◯◯… they didn’t feed him ◯❍◯◯, but close enough.

Using items, trying it with T◯, erasing memories when inconvenient… it’s been a while since I saw something this hardcore. Like a rape-themed eroge.”

The living room’s air froze solid.

Finally freed from Levi’s hands, Riri blinked and muttered.

“Huh? I’m the ‘Demon of Lust,’ so it’s fine if I hear, right?”

“There’s an order to these things!”

Levi snapped, veins bulging on her forehead.

She glared at Towa and Mio, face red.

“This isn’t high schooler stuff! Even adults don’t get this abnormal! You can’t let kids hear this! Even demons rarely go this far!”

Towa and Mio averted their eyes.

Completely caught.

As for Kazuto.

He forced a weak smile at the sofa’s edge, raising a hand.

“Uh, um… isn’t this the kind of talk you have when the person’s not here?

And you’re all caught up in the play stuff, but isn’t Samael’s awakening a bigger deal…?”

But his voice reached no one.

Exposed to a storm of shame, revelations, and bombshells, everyone’s thoughts were stuck on “play details”—

Chapter 37.1: Interludes

Interlude 1: The Otherworldly Conference

This is a mansion floating in the interstice of time and space.

At the center of a grand hall, adorned with geometric patterns alien to human architecture, stood a massive round table.

Seated around it were humans, demi-humans, demons, and spirits—beings of different races and ranks.

Behind each, their retainers stood rigid, the air thick with tension.

Finally, the heavy doors creaked open.

A man in a sharp suit stepped forward.

Yet his curved horns, black wings, and darkened skin eloquently declared he was no mere “human.”

Following him were three figures.

A bespectacled woman with an intellectual air, like a secretary, accompanied by a familiar with translucent wings.

And a battle-hardened demon in armor, with bronzed skin.

The man pulled out a chair, dropping into it carelessly with a laugh.

“…Hey, sorry for being late. Cut me some slack~”

His flippant tone caused the room to tense for a moment.

But soon, all eyes turned to a saintess seated directly across.

Seraphina, her golden hair cascading, clad in white robes.

Behind her stood the mage Aran, a female swordsman, and a green-haired elf.

The saintess surveyed the room, bowed deeply, and spoke.

“Thank you for answering this urgent summons.

Though we are often adversaries… in this moment, we must discuss as those who fear for the same future.”

Silence fell over the round table.

A heavy, cold weight seemed to drip from the ceiling.

“—So, what’s the matter?”

A low, resonant voice cut through.

The speaker appeared as an old-fashioned gentleman.

But he was Drako, the “Primordial” vampire.

Seraphina met his piercing gaze, choosing her words carefully.

“…Samael has been found.

He exists in another world. He hasn’t awakened yet—but if this continues, he will manifest soon and return to this world.”

A wave of murmurs rippled through the hall.

Human dignitaries paled, demi-humans whispered among themselves.

Only the demons scoffed, their eyes glinting with delight.

The saintess didn’t miss their reaction.

Raising her voice slightly, she addressed the demon beside her.

“According to myth, Samael declared war on gods, demons, humans, demi-humans, and spirits—igniting the God-Demon War, with his followers at his side.

…Isn’t that right, ‘Satan’-sama?”

The horned man—Satan, the Demon King—shrugged, propping his cheek on his hand.

“Yeah, well… somethin’ like that happened, maybe. Long time ago.

He’s probably grown up a bit, yeah? Might be calmer now.”

His flippant tone stirred the room, some raising angry voices.

“Then!”

A low growl interrupted.

A warrior clad in dragon scales—a Lizardman chieftain—stood.

“We should form a subjugation team now and nip it in the bud!

Legend says a human hero, a demon champion, a dragonoid princess, a nine-tailed fox, and an ogre combined their powers to defeat Samael!”

His bold voice echoed, but many eyes wavered at the proposal.

Seraphina’s expression turned bitter.

“…The problem is, our intelligence indicates—he’s already gained powerful followers.”

The tension thickened.

The red-haired witch beside her, Izolde Thanatos, smiled coldly.

(…Go on, Seraphina. Let them hear it. Let them taste despair.)

Seraphina nodded and listed them.

“‘Primordial Vampire,’ Adrasteia Ambrosia.

‘Immortal Witch,’ Morgadia Nox.

‘Demon of Paradise Lost,’ Lilith Celestia Noctis.

…They are already Samael’s followers.”

The hall trembled.

“No way…!”

“Unbelievable…!”

“Each follower alone could destroy the world!”

Anger, despair, and panic swirled.

And Seraphina drove the point home.

“Likely… Lilith’s parents, ‘Leviathan’ and ‘Behemoth,’ will side with them as well.”

Those at the table fell silent.

A heavy silence.

Soon, it gave way to sighs of despair and murmurs of confusion.

—The air in the conference was stretched to its breaking point.

Interlude 2: The Runaway Otherworldly Conference

The grand hall of the interstice mansion.

The representatives of various races seated around the round table now bore grim expressions.

The discussion—meant to prevent Samael’s awakening and seek a path to peace—had been derailed.

But.

“Pretty damn epic, huh!”

Satan, the Demon King, roared with laughter, clutching his sides.

His booming laugh shook the entire conference room.

“All-star battle, baby! Been a while since we had a setup this juicy. Hey, Drako, reminds ya of old times, right?

Man, I’m pumped! This is the vibe! As expected of my guy!

Riri-chan, you picked a hell of a man~!”

At his words, Drako, the Primordial vampire, narrowed his eyes and let out a low chuckle.

“Hm… indeed, my blood stirs.

I’d very much like to join in. What say you, Dragon King?”

The Dragonoid King, called out, guffawed heartily.

“Hah! My blood hasn’t boiled like this in ages!

If we’re doing the Second God-Demon War, count me in! We’ve got plenty of hot-blooded warriors ready!”

From there, it was like a dam bursting.

“Let’s do this!”

“No finer foe! We’ll fall and etch our names in epic verse!”

“Those who died in petty wars will weep in the afterlife!”

“To Valhalla, where we’ll share drinks!”

Cheers and laughter intertwined, the conference room turning into a pre-battle festival.

Only one person had veins bulging on her forehead—Saintess Seraphina.

She leapt from her chair, slamming the table.

“Wait a second!? Why!? Why has a meeting to prevent the God-Demon War turned into a war-hype convention!? What about strengthening the seal? Or resolving this through talks!?

This is crazy! Who’s responsible!? Come on, who’s to blame!!”

Her glare pierced the red-haired witch beside her, Izolde Thanatos.

“Wha… me!? No, no, no, that’s not fair… am I the bad guy!? Why!?”

Seraphina clutched her head, shoulders trembling.

The hall’s clamor and fervor were now beyond control.

“Alright—let’s kick off with a pre-war bash!”

Satan flung his arms wide, igniting the room’s atmosphere.

“Handpicked team for a preemptive strike! War’s opening fireworks! Who’s got the guts to join the party!? I don’t mind breaking the seal for this! A half-assed seal won’t fix this anyway!”

A thunderous roar of cheers erupted.

“Let’s do it!!”

“My blood’s boiling!”

“This’ll be legendary! Glory for our clans!”

Hands shot up, weapons clanging in excitement.

The Elf Elder raised a staff, eyes gleaming.

“For centuries, we’ve lived quietly like trees… but this thrill is new! Dying to be sung by bards isn’t bad!”

The Ogre King crossed his arms, bellowing.

“Hell yeah! No better foe! If we don’t stand now, our descendants will mock us! Let’s bloom and leave our mark!”

The Fox Princess flicked her tails, smirking.

“A rare chance to show the world our power… I’m in!”

The Ogre Chieftain bared his fangs, thrusting a fist skyward.

“Don’t count us out! War’s our game!”

The meeting had become a crucible of mania.

But one figure desperately fought the tide.

“Wait, hold on! What do we do now!? This is totally out of control! I’m not taking the fall for this!”

Seraphina glared at Izolde.

“No, no, no, you’re the emcee, Seraphina! Don’t pin this on me!”

Izolde waved her hands, laughing irresponsibly.

“Everyone!” Seraphina shouted from the dais, voice straining.

“If possible, let’s aim for peace…! Double-layer seals, uniting our forces to negotiate with Samael’s camp… can’t we explore those paths first!?”

But her voice was drowned in the frenzied roars, unheard by all.

“Then, shall I, Drako, take the lead?”

The Primordial vampire rose leisurely, declaring boldly.

“I’ve yet to settle my score with that woman.”

“Oh! The grandmaster himself!”

The hall buzzed, the frenzy climbing higher.

Applause and clashing weapons resounded.

Seraphina clutched her head with both hands.

(…It’s hopeless… no one’s listening…! At this rate, the Second God-Demon War will actually—!)

※

Meanwhile, at the Aikava residence.

“So, about that ‘beautiful doctor’… what’s your deal?”

A chilling voice pinned a young man in place.

Towa glared, arms crossed.

Mio muttered coldly.

“Can’t believe it. You’ve got a fiancée, Riri-chan, and you’re still eyeing other women? You’re diseased.”

Riri smiled, dropping a terrifying line.

“Maybe we should lock him up…?”

The young man—Kazuto—was forced to kneel.

Around his neck hung a placard: I’m a scum who looks at other women despite having super cute and beautiful fiancées.

“I’m sorry… really, I…”

His voice trembled, cold sweat on his brow.

“Are you really sorry?” Towa asked lowly.

“No forgiveness for empty apologies,” Mio pressed.

“It’s important, so we’ll make your body remember,” Riri said sweetly, stepping closer.

Kazuto screamed from the depths of his soul.

(Why did my life turn out like this—!?)

In the conference hall, war-hungry roars echoed.

In Japan’s Aikava residence, Kazuto was cornered by women.

Watching from afar, Satan clutched his sides, roaring with laughter.

“Bwahahaha! Ain’t this great!? All-star battle! War or love, both get the blood pumping—perfect!”

Thus, the meeting barreled into selecting a “handpicked team” amidst the fervor.

Chapter 37.2: Riri’s Day Off (1)

Saturday—

In the Aikava family’s living room, a restless girl paced back and forth.

Riri, her blonde twin-tails meticulously styled, wore a light pink dress.

Like a small bird, her heart fluttered with excitement. She glanced at the clock, growing anxious, then checked the mirror, lightly slapping her cheeks.

(Today’s my first date with Onii-chan—no, my husband…! Oh, my heart’s racing… what do I do…!)

Her pulse pounded like a drum.

Clasping her hands to her chest, it felt like her heart might burst.

※

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang, and Riri’s heart leapt so hard it nearly stopped.

“Good morning. It’s Kazuto.”

A calm voice came through the door.

“Eek…!”

Riri’s face flushed red, and she instinctively tried to hide behind the sofa.

“Hehe.”

Levi appeared at the entrance, smiling warmly.

“Today’s going to be fun. Mama was so nervous for her first date with Papa~”

“M-Mama! Don’t tease me! And I told you, keep it a secret from Papa!”

Riri stomped in protest.

“Hehe. If you say that, Papa’ll cry, you know?”

Riri’s face grew even redder.

Levi opened the door.

“Good morning, Kazuto-kun. Riri’s been nervously waiting. Take good care of her today.”

“Morning, Levi-san. I’ll look after Riri-chan.”

“M-Mama! Don’t say weird stuff! …Onii-chan, let’s go!”

Rushing out, Riri tried desperately to calm her racing heart.

But her cheeks stayed unmistakably flushed.

As they walked together, Riri’s eyes darted nervously.

(Haa… this is a date…! I can’t believe it’s actually happening… it’s not a dream, right…!?)

“So, where do you want to go? Any ideas?”

Kazuto asked gently.

“Uh, um… I’ll leave it to you—er, Kazuto. Escort me, please!”

Riri asked with full charm, blushing to her ears.

“Well… it’s hot, so let’s stay indoors. How about the aquarium in the morning, lunch, then a movie?”

“Th-that sounds great!”

Inside, she wanted to jump for joy, but she replied coolly, trying to act mature.

※

The aquarium—

In the cool interior, they walked side by side before tanks bathed in blue light.

Riri’s eyes wandered more to the couples around them than the fish.

(Do we… look like a couple too…?)

Her gaze drifted to a nearby couple’s “lover’s hold.”

—That special way of intertwining fingers.

(Th-that’s so nice…! I want that too…!)

But—

“So you don’t get lost.”

Kazuto naturally took her hand.

A normal hand-hold.

“…!”

For a moment, her chest warmed, a smile nearly spilling out.

But a small pang of disappointment tugged at her heart.

(…It’s not a lover’s hold…)

As they walked further, a voice called out.

“Hey, Ienari? You got a sister?”

Turning, they saw a high school couple.

“…Actually, she’s my girlfriend. Our first date.”

Kazuto answered, a bit shy.

“~~~!”

Riri turned beet red, looking down.

(Yesss… yesss…! He called me his girlfriend…! Wait, wait, calm down, me! No, I’m his wife! Girlfriend’s a downgrade!)

She grinned inwardly, clenching a tiny fist.

The high school girl gave a wry smile and left.

Left alone, Riri’s excitement made her mouth run.

“Hey, Kazuto~ if I’m your girlfriend, you should at least do a lover’s hold. Hehe.

Guess that’s too much for a romance newbie like you~”

“…You’re right. I was worried you’d think a guy like me isn’t good enough.”

Saying that, Kazuto gently intertwined their fingers.

—A lover’s hold.

“~~~!!”

Riri’s face burned red, her breath catching.

“And, you know… lovers don’t use ‘-chan.’ When it’s just us, call me by name. I’ll do the same… okay, Kazuto?”

“…Got it, Riri.”

In that moment, Riri’s world was bathed in light.

The schools of fish, the giant tanks, the sea lion show—none of it registered.

Only the warmth of their joined hands and the sound of her name filled her heart.

(This… this is a date… this is love…! It’s the best…! But I can’t let it show. Gotta play it cool…!)

Her attempt to play it cool was adorably transparent.

※

Noon—

Leaving the aquarium, they strolled through the city.

“What do you want to eat? Family restaurant? Burger shop? Any requests? Anything you can’t eat?”

Kazuto asked casually.

Riri, blushing and eyes darting, answered.

“U-um… I’ll leave it to K-Kazuto.”

Her heart raced uncontrollably. But she had to act calm. She was his “girlfriend” now.

“How about somewhere you wouldn’t go with family?”

He led her to a chic café on a street corner.

Through the glass, a sign was visible. White-themed decor. Most tables were occupied by couples or groups of girls.

Riri caught her breath.

(Amazing… my first café…! It feels like I’m officially an adult…!)

Her heart pounded nonstop.

But a flicker of unease crept in.

(This place… it’s too perfect for Kazuto. Is he… used to girls…?)

A sting pricked her chest. But—

“Well, it’s only my third time here. And always alone, after a movie.”

Kazuto’s shy admission lit up Riri’s heart.

(R-Right! He came alone! …Oh, thank goodness…!)

Relieved, she flashed a slightly cocky smile.

“Then, omurice.”

The ordered omurice arrived.

But Riri’s tongue didn’t register the taste.

All that filled her was the fact of “eating at a café with him.”

“K-Kazuto! I want this!”

She pointed at the menu, eyes sparkling.

It was—“Couples-Only Parfait.”

“Hehe, sure.”

Kazuto smiled, a bit embarrassed.

Facing the giant parfait, they leaned in for a photo.

Sending it to Mama, Riri got an instant read, a heart sticker, and a “Nice!” reply.

“…!”

Her face flushed, and she hugged her phone to her chest.

(Mama… you’re making it even more embarrassing…! But… I’m so happy…!)