Just finished breakfast, Ren, who was helping Itsuki wash the dishes, suddenly stopped moving his hands.
Seeing this, Itsuki turned to him with a puzzled look. "What's wrong?"
Ren didn't answer immediately. He remained silent for a moment, as if sensing something invisible to the naked eye. Then, a small laugh escaped his lips.
"Hmmm~... Something interesting just happened."
Not understanding what he meant, Itsuki simply thought her husband was in a good mood.
"Well then, behave more politely, don't flirt with girls randomly." Itsuki continued washing the dishes.
Ren smiled faintly, but his thoughts were not entirely in the room.
Just now, he felt a resonance that only Campiones could sense.
A new King had been born.
'So... In the end, Kusanagi Godou's destiny hasn't changed. He still became a Campione, only the order has changed.'
Ren recalled his previous feelings.
In the game of fate, Godou was one of the main figures—an existence destined by the world to reach the top. No matter how other variables changed, he would still attain his title as a Campione.
Ren had once tried to alter the course. He attempted to steal the Prometheus Grimoire, the object that set Godou on his path as a Campione.
However, his attempt failed.
'It seems fate is not on my side. After all, Godou is a protagonist superior to Kuze Masachika.'
Ren felt amused. In terms of fate, he and Masachika were equals. Proof of this was that he had taken Maria Mikhailovna Kujou from Masachika. Of course, his methods were despicable and unethical. But Ren didn't care about the methods he used. As long as the result was satisfying, he didn't mind the process.
Returning to the main topic. When facing a protagonist higher in the hierarchy like Godou, no matter how much effort he put in, fate would still try to steer him towards the predetermined path.
This was a rule of the world often seen in Chinese novels.
No matter how great the fate of a MOB character, they could only watch as the protagonist reached the pinnacle of life.
However, Ren was not a MOB character.
He had already achieved the position of a Campione.
With his current position, he could challenge that fate. Now, he was on equal footing with Godou. If Ren wanted, he could take Godou's potential harem without any backlash from fate. For example, Mariya Yuri, the History Compilation Committee would hand Yuri over to him as long as Ren asked.
'Among Godou's harem, except for Erica Blandelli, the other women don't interest me much. Unfortunately, I'm afraid Erica has already offered herself to Godou and done indecent things.'
Remembering how proactive Erica was in seducing Godou, Ren dismissed the idea of getting Erica. As mentioned before, he didn't like used women.
Men who like MILFs might not agree with Ren's philosophy, considering it racism, but he didn't care about others' opinions of him.
"There's still plenty of time. Let's watch TV."
"I can walk by myself."
"You're so dominant, hubby."
After washing the dishes, Ren picked up Itsuki in a princess carry. Then, they sat on the sofa, watching TV while Ren's hands occasionally wandered over Itsuki's body.
The atmosphere in front of the apartment grew increasingly tense. Sayanomiya Kaoru and Amakasu Tōma remained standing calmly, though they were starting to feel uneasy inside.
Thirty minutes had passed, yet Rokuhara Ren still hadn't shown himself.
A female mage beside Kaoru finally couldn't hold back and whispered, "Amakasu, Rokuhara-sama hasn't appeared yet. Does he not realize we're here?"
"That's impossible. Campiones can sense the Mana in mages' bodies. I think the King is just delayed by something."
Touma's speculation was correct. At that moment, Ren was busy having sex with Itsuki in the living room.
'As expected of Amakasu. His experience interacting with Lord Doni is invaluable.' Kaoru thought to herself.
Compared to Touma, who had direct experience with Campiones, she only knew of their existence from written reports.
There was no other choice. The number of Campiones was only in the single digits, and only one was from Asia. The rest lived in the West. In history, Japan had never produced a single Campione. Thus, Ren's emergence as the Seventh Campione had marked a new Chapter in history.
What the country's leaders didn't know was that Japan now had not just one Campione, but two!
The scene of dozens of men in black suits standing in front of the apartment with a firm attitude naturally attracted attention.
Some passersby glanced at them with curiosity, but no one approached or asked questions. In Japan, people were too busy with their own lives.
It was better to stay silent and not get involved in unnecessary matters.
Among the mages present, some showed expressions of disdain as they watched ordinary humans pass by.
To some mages, ordinary humans were just primitive creatures who failed to evolve.
However, their arrogant thoughts were soon interrupted by a fashionable woman trying to enter the apartment.
She wore sunglasses, a mask, and a hat, as if trying to hide her identity.
A member of the History Compilation Committee immediately stopped her before she could go further.
"Sorry, the apartment is temporarily closed to outsiders. There's an important person inside." he said in a formal tone.
"What? I just want to visit my pregnant younger sister and her husband. This apartment is big. It's impossible for me to disturb the important person you're talking about, right?" The woman looked confused by the excessive actions of the people in front of her.
"Sorry, we can't allow anyone to enter at this time."
The man in black who blocked her remained standing like a wall. His face remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard a single word she said.
"This is ridiculous! My family lives upstairs. I have the right to enter!" The woman frowned.
"This is an order. Please come back later." The man said, his voice cold.
'Their attitude is really annoying. Even high-ranking officials aren't this arrogant, right?' The woman felt frustrated.
"Do you know who I am?"
"I don't know, and I don't care who you are."
The man's arrogant attitude, looking down on her, made Ichika even more displeased.
'Fine. If they want to act , let's see their reaction after they find out who I am.'
Without saying a word, Ichika reached for her sunglasses and slowly removed them, revealing a pair of beautiful deep blue eyes. Then, she pulled down her mask, revealing a pretty face often seen on TV and magazine covers.
As a final touch, she removed the hat covering her head, letting her short pink hair fall slightly messy, with one long strand on the right side that was her trademark. She was of average height, but her body was well-endowed, especially her chest, which was quite prominent under her casual clothes.
Some members of the History Compilation Committee who had been arrogant earlier immediately fell silent. Their eyes widened, mouths slightly open, while others swallowed hard.
The members of the History Compilation Committee present had read information about Ren. They had memorized the names and appearances of those close to him to avoid offending the other party.
Who would have thought that the random woman they encountered was actually the sister-in-law of the newly ascended King?