Limitless The Strongest Revenant

"Shujin, such psychopathy would scare most women, but I find it incredibly romantic. I must have really gone crazy...but don't worry, I would rather die than betray you."

"I know. And who cares if you are crazy? We can just be crazy together... If being sane meant that I had to leave you. I would do anything to lose my mind just to be with my Kamisan."

The beautiful woman kissed the tip of my nose before she whispered with a beautiful smile.

"Anata, once again your words melt my heart. But let us return for now. I am receiving death threats from the other Sirens. You do not belong to me alone, as unfortunate as that may be."

"I am sorry for that, Aki. As much as I love you, I love the other Sirens as well."

"I understand, this is the price I have to pay for your affection. This is nothing, j-just remember to love me like you did today, Anata. As long as you do, I will even fight the whole world for you."

Aki and I exchanged one last hug before we got cleaned up, and after another fifteen minutes we rejoined the other girls. When we got back, the other girls asked for a lot of affection maintenance.

We were at my adoptive family's house for a visit. Alana and Bless in particular were beating me with rolled up newspapers for taking the Sirens away for a week.

"Johnny! You were gone for more than seven days! Learn some self-control! Not even Cynthia, Yvonne, Vincent, Phillip or Claire knew where you were!"

"Manwhore...repent..."

"Why are you angry with me? It was my honeymoon! I waited so long and you expect me to stop after one day? Dream on!"

Unwilling to allow my dignity to be trampled on, I also took up arms. I took a bunch of magazines and rolled them into makeshift swords. Alana and Bless got excited and continued to beat the crap out of me.

A group of Reapers and a single human were gossiping in Noelle's kitchen. Although I could hear their comments, I ignored them. I was off duty, so I didn't want to work. Balancing life and work was one of the pillars of mental stability.

"If you saw such a scene, you would not associate my lord with his image as an overbearing, tyrannical demon," Lucrecia commented, deep in thought.

Nodding in agreement, Yvonne added her sentiments as well. "Patron wears different masks, those he cherishes only see his kindness. Believe me, you wouldn't want him as an enemy. To be on the other end of his weapons is terrifying. No cap!"

"And the worst part is that he's not even aware of himself. I mean, the entire Graveyard Network has been turned upside down by his disappearance, and he doesn't even care! He should at least make a short video to show that he is still alive! Connie complained with a stern expression.

The red-haired leader of the ten graves rebuked her friend as she shook her head. "Sigh, you just want to announce the formation of the Hellsend Media Company, Connie. Stop trying to sound altruistic. Your ratings took a hit when you had nothing to report about our Lord, right?

"The Ten Graves, on the other hand, hadn't been able to rest at all. And that was just from the 2nd Amendment and Siren special forces operations. As soon as Limitless returns to the battlefront, we will start dropping like flies, I tell you!"

"Don't worry Cynthia, I sent you the list of new equipment, right? The Deryck family will make sure that the Ten Graves operate at optimum efficiency," Lucrecia reassured with a smile.

"Look, bitch, why are you meddling at all? You are human, last I checked. Take your opinion to someone who gives a crap! I represent my master's Ten Graves group. Isn't your husband the representative of the Deryck family? Stop trying to curry favor!"

"Fufu... I didn't know your memory was so bad, Cynthia... Didn't you hear my lord's words at his wedding? My husband and I were promised positions among his {vassals}.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Aren't you just angry that you haven't gotten a place even though you served him earlier? Even the weapon you are using are part of our gifts to our lord, Limitless."

"Look, you stupid bitch, one of those spots is mine! It is only a matter of time!"

Meanwhile, all my girls were huddled upstairs with Noelle. They were having the "talk." Even though I could listen in, I chose not to. Some things were not meant to be heard.

Noelle's questions and opinions about sex? I definitely didn't need to hear those. Not now. Not ever. Contrary to what I believed, when I got here, Noelle gave me a simple hug and then pulled the Sirens upstairs.

It was like they were her daughters and I was the stupid son-in-law. Alana and Bless, taking pity on me, came down to keep me company.

Unlike the girls, the men in the living room were silent. They each had a beer in their hand and were just watching the game. Which was exactly what guys did. Earl, Scott, Terence, Van and Phillip were all just enjoying their drinks in complete silence.

Earl only gave me a quick nod when I walked in. He spent more time saying hello to the girls. The other bastards present didn't even stand up and sipped their beers in peace.

They came from a variety of backgrounds with little overlap. But the men had a common solidarity when it came to drinking, watching the game and just thinking about nothing.

About fifteen minutes later, a phone alarm started ringing. Alana and Bless suddenly stopped trying to beat me. They gave me a quick hug before running upstairs. Only then did I understand their actions.

'These little shits were not keeping me company, they were being told to stay out of the room for a certain amount of time.'

Like many girls their age, my sisters probably wanted to hear the juicy details of my honeymoon. Noelle, in her desire to keep them innocent, was the one who set the time so they could talk about grown-up things without the kids eavesdropping.

As I watched my younger sisters eagerly run up the stairs, I found them quite adorable. While it would normally have been rude.

The Sirens and my adopted family were already extremely close. Bearing each other's hearts usually shortened the time it took to bond.

'Exa, call Phillip to the kitchen.'

With nothing else to do, I joined the girls in the kitchen. I could have joined the men, but I was not really into sports. Besides, Arizona kind of sucked, even though she had four sports teams representing her.

The Diamondbacks, who were Arizona's baseball team. The Suns, who played in the NBA. The Cardinals, who represented my home state in the NFL. And the Coyotes, who played hockey.

Except for the Diamondbacks, who won the World Series in 2001, the rest were kind of pathetic. That basically meant that in the last two decades, Arizona has not won a Super Bowl, an NBA Finals, a World Series title or a Stanley Cup Finals.

'Well, I guess that's better than having no teams at all.'

As I walked in, the four women all placed their right hands on their left collarbones. It was the female version of my bro salute.

"We greet the lord of Hellsend, the esteemed Limitless."

"We're on Earth, skip the formalities," I remarked.

A moment later, Phillip came in rather sloppily.

"Phillip, what are the requirements for someone to hold an enlistment? What are the requirements, costs, and things to consider?"

The scammer downed his beer in one gulp. After a satisfied burp, he began to wipe his monocle on his shirt before answering.

"I guess we are in the big leagues now. Alright, let's do this..."

Hearing the normally docile Phillip express his fighting spirit, I grew excited for what was to come.