Unlimited Ambition

Well, I'm a little exasperated.

I hope Mikuru is talking about something else. I mean, I hope so.

"Alright, Mikuru, is there something you need?"

"...Could we find a quieter place to talk?" Mikuru said.

"How quiet do you want it to be?" I asked, watching the endless stream of students from Beigao High School heading home.

"Um... the quieter the better."

"Understood." I snapped my fingers, and then a space almost identical to the subspace created by Haruhi appeared, separating us from the present world.

"Alright, now you can talk about what's on your mind." I said, snapping my fingers. A chair appeared behind both me and Sanekuru. We sat down.

The senior student seemed restless.

"What's wrong? Is there something you're having trouble saying?" I asked.

The senior student nodded: "Um..."

"Sorry, but please skip if it's about Haruhi. I have my own principles."

“It’s not about Kasuga-kun.” Mikuru shook her head. “It’s about myself.”

"Is there anything I can help with?" I asked.

Mikuru hesitated for a moment, then said, "Actually... Kyon, could you do me a favor?"

"I will do my best."

"Um..." Even after hearing me say that, Mikuru still hesitated and didn't speak. In the end, I couldn't help myself, so I pressed her shoulder, making Mikuru blush and turn to the other side.

"So, Mikuru... we're friends, right?"

Mikuru nodded. She didn't say anything.

"Very close friends, right?"

Mikuru continued to nod. She still didn't say anything.

"So now that you're facing difficulties, you should ask me."

"...Can you help me?" A flame called "hope" flashed in Mikuru's eyes.

I nodded: "That's right, even if it costs me my life, I will definitely help you."

Mikuru took a deep breath, then closed her eyes and shouted, "Please give me your genetic sample, okay?"

"Huh?" I was a little taken aback. "Um... a gene sample? What's that?"

"Because humanity will suffer an extremely devastating catastrophe in the future!! Therefore, the Human Alliance has decided to set up shelters in outer space and select enhanced personnel as the seed of humanity to survive!! However, after testing, it was found that with current technology, normal humans, no matter how much they are enhanced, cannot meet the requirements!! Therefore, my superior proposed to try combining the genes of Kyon from another world with humans!! The plan was approved!! And I was tasked with implementing it!! That's all!! That's all!!"

Mikuru shouted the above words with her eyes closed. Afterwards, she curled up into a ball as if awaiting the end of the world.

"Ah... if I'm not mistaken, that gene seed is sperm, isn't it?"

Mikuru nodded frantically.

"I sent you here to collect my semen, and then combine it with human genes... to put it simply, to do what sex does, right?"

Mikuru's face was flushed, almost to the point of being sickly. She continued to nod frantically.

"That's an unreasonable request... You've never even been in a relationship, never confessed your feelings, never even kissed—and now you're having a baby." I rubbed my forehead. "Are all your bosses idiots?"

However, Mikuru shook her head: "If... if it's Kyon... then it's okay."

Chapter 41 You don't have to force yourself like this—really.

"Is it really possible?" I asked.

Mikuru went all out. She nodded frantically, like a chicken pecking at rice, then looked at me with teary eyes: "Actually, I've liked you, Kyon, for a long time. Every time I see you and Kasuga being all lovey-dovey, I feel so sad—but what can I do? I don't belong to this era. I'll definitely go back someday—and Haruhi is so important to me, and so good to me (no, no, she just treats you like a toy). I really don't want to compete with her..."

After Mikuru finished speaking, she burst into tears. As a man, I naturally had the responsibility to hug and comfort her, so I did just that.

So Mikuru cried even louder.

"Kyon... I really, really love you. I don't want to go back. I'll die if I never see you again," Mikuru cried out. At the same time, her breasts rubbed against her chest, making me feel really ticklish.

"I...actually, I like you too, Mikuru—but we don't seem to be a good match..."

“No, I don’t need any promises from you, Kyon.” Mikuru shook her head. “After all, we’re from different worlds. Kyon, you’ll have to go back to your own world eventually, won’t you?”

I was speechless, because Mikuru was right, I would eventually have to go back—of course, it wasn't "my world" but Death's playground.

That wasn't a place where you could feel comfortable or at ease. Frankly, I hated it there—no, not just hated it, to be precise, I loathed it, hated everything about it, especially that woman named Bellica. She made a complete mess of my life. I can't even remember my own name now.

Well, Light Baldwin isn't such a bad name. Besides, I've died several times already. My past lives are a very distant history to me. I don't even know if my original Earth still exists. After all, it's been 4.7 billion years (can you please stop mentioning your regrettable age?).

Therefore, the people in front of you are the most important and the most worth cherishing.

And now, the person in front of me is a sexy and cute girl named Mikuru Asahina.

Moreover, this girl even offered to do "love things" with me. Her purpose in doing so was to have a child with me.

What a cute and naive idea...

Because it is absolutely impossible for humans and monsters to have offspring.

Of course, the monster refers to me.

"Mikuru, Mikuru, tell me, what am I supposed to do with you?" As I said this, I lazily scooped Mikuru up in my arms and simultaneously performed a dimensional jump, appearing the next moment in a luxurious suite at a high-class hotel. Of course, in this subspace state, this was truly a private world for two. I didn't need to worry about paying the bill or anything like that.

"Whatever you want...do whatever you want." Mikuru's face was flushed, and her whole body was limp and she couldn't move at all.

"Wait a minute." I snapped my fingers, and a crystal glass filled with bright red wine appeared in my hand.

"Hmm?" Mikuru looked at the wine glass in my hand with a hint of fear.

"How about a little something to liven things up? Don't worry, there won't be any side effects," I said, swallowing half of it as I did so. Then I held it to Mikuru's lips.

"How about it? Do you still want me to feed you alone?"

Mikuru asked, "Is this the legendary 'beep' drug?"

“It’s not something so superficial,” Gu Qing explained with a smile. “Adding a little bit of property is just a minor auxiliary effect. The true function of this wine is to help human cultivators enhance their strength. And the effect is outstanding. Just one drop of this wine is equivalent to fifty years of ascetic monk’s cultivation.”

"...What are you saying, Kyon? I don't understand."

"I forgot about your IQ problem. This is my fault." I said, rubbing my forehead. "I apologize. Can you forgive me for this small mistake?"

"Huh?"

"Sorry, this seems to be a mistake too—anyway, just drink it. I wouldn't hurt you, would I?"

“Of course, I believe you, Kyon.” Mikuru said, taking the cup. She took a small sip—and was immediately captivated by its wonderful flavor. After finishing it, she licked her lips, still wanting more: “…Is there any more?”

"I'm sorry, this is all I have left. My treasured possession from 4.6 billion years ago. The essence of divine blood. That's all I have."

"Blood—isn't that wine laced with 'beep' drugs?"

"You can interpret it that way. After all, I mentioned last time that what flows through his body is this cute, bright red beverage—sorry, I said something confusing again—future technology is very advanced, isn't it?"

“That’s right.” Mikuru nodded.

"So, things like religion and mysticism should have gradually declined by now."

“That’s true.” Mikuru continued, nodding. “In fact, those so-called miracles already have scientific explanations in our time—”

"—Fake." I chuckled. "Humans, regardless of the plane or era, all pay the same price—sorry. Did I hurt your pride, Mikuru?" I looked at Mikuru pouting slightly, and said with a smile, "Well then, today I'll show you some supernatural things that so-called science can never explain."

After that, Mikuru felt as if her soul was floating, dizzy and lightheaded, unable to even lift a finger. Yet, all her senses were exceptionally sharp. She could even feel the flow in every capillary, or the life and death of every cell—it was all so strange. Mikuru wanted to scream, but found herself completely unable to make a sound. Her lips had been sealed by the person she longed for.

Of course, it's done using the mouth as well.

Mikuru felt a surge of heat rush to her head, her reason collapsing in an instant. An unprecedented pleasure coursed through her body...

※※※

About five hours later, a completely exhausted Mikuru lay in my arms and slowly fell asleep. Looking at her adorable, kitten-like sleeping face, I couldn't help but chuckle. Immediately afterward, I felt a little guilty.

"I'm sorry," I said to Mikuru, who was still asleep. "I can only save you. And in that so-called future, I only want to save you."

After that, I shrunk the entire subspace, but instead of waking Mikuru, I chose to let her continue to sleep.

Five hours have passed. I've been missing from the outside world for five hours. I wonder how chaotic the world has become.

After that, a dimensional jump occurred, and I returned to the mortal world.

As I predicted, the world has descended into madness, as if the apocalypse has arrived. Global power has been completely cut off. The sky is a chaotic, indistinct expanse. The ground is sinking, spewing forth lava. People scream in despair and madness, running aimlessly. Random killings are taking place. Scenes that would normally be considered "crime" are playing out constantly.

The world is about to be destroyed.

"So this is what you were planning?" Tsuruya-senpai had somehow appeared behind me. An extremely strong aura of spiritual energy emanated from her. Further behind her, hundreds of humans of different clothing, ages, and even races were staring at me with the same hatred—and what they all shared was an extremely strong aura of spiritual energy, unlike their frail bodies.

"I've already said it, do you want decades of peace, or just a moment of ease?" I chuckled, without even turning around, and continued to ask.

"Even at a time like this, you still want to lie to me?!" Tsuruya trembled with rage. "There's a saying in the Middle Kingdom: 'Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts!' And it's true—you demon from another world!"

After the senior finished speaking, her figure blurred, and the spiritual energy in her hand surged. A pair of crimson claws suddenly took shape and stabbed towards Gu's back.

Of course, it will absolutely not be effective.

“Calm down a bit—this isn’t like you, senpai.” Gu Qing chuckled and turned around, grabbing Tsuruya-senpai’s hand. Then, with a “snap,” the crimson psionic claw shattered into countless fragments.

I released my senior's hand. Her face turned deathly pale. She stumbled back several steps before regaining her balance. Then, her brain buzzed, and the spiritual energy that had accompanied her for four years was instantly dissipated. At this moment, Tsuruya was no different from an ordinary person. Upon realizing this, Tsuruya felt a tightness in her chest and coughed up a mouthful of hot blood.

"Boss?!"

"Boss?!"

"The boss?!"

Behind her was a group of psionicists, their names varied. But the surprise and anxiety on their faces were genuine. Without much thought, they charged forward. The first few were ready to fight to the death to block me, while those a little behind were also prepared to snatch Tsuruya-senpai back.

"Don't move!" Senior Tsuruya knew very well that this bunch of half-baked guys were no match for her.

"What exactly do you want?" Tsuruya-senpai said in a deep voice, "What exactly have you done?!"

"You're such a genius, senior," Gu said, praising her instead of answering her question.

"What did you say?" Tsuruya-senpai was slightly puzzled.

"With just a little bit of power that spring gave you, which was not your own, you were able to break through the mortal realm in four years and become a high-level psychic through your own exploration. Senior sister deserves my praise."

"Hmph..." Senior Tsuruya snorted coldly, her vigilance undiminished.