[Note: Mana Infusion → Mana Refinement]
After turning Miura Yumeko into his first Chosen of Pleasure, even Shirakawa hadn't expected the boost in his overall stats.
10%.
If he had 10 Chosen of Pleasure, that would double his stats outright. The cost-efficiency of this profession was off the charts. And if the number of chosen kept increasing?
The most critical point:
This percentage-based bonus scaled with his own stats. The stronger he got, the more effective the boost.
"This profession is seriously interesting..."
Though the core skill was a bit... abstract, the support capabilities it offered were overwhelming. Shirakawa couldn't even figure out where to fully utilize them.
He couldn't just go around... triggering impaty, right?
Divine Pleasure.
Just imagining himself, known as the God of Lust, blending into a dimensional group chat — it was too much of a ridiculous mental image. He dismissed the thought immediately.
He turned his eyes to Miura Yumeko.
After becoming a chosen, the most noticeable changes were her physique and her even more refined, flawless skin.
"Can you feel any new abilities?"
This was his first time granting divine protection to someone, so he wasn't sure whether, like Hestia from Danmachi, he'd need to update her stats on her back or not.
Still a mystery.
He gave an example: "It's like in online games — even if you haven't played them, you've probably heard of being able to visualize your stat values."
"Mm..."
"Nope. Just feels like my body's in much better shape."
After carefully checking herself, Yumeko shook her head lightly. But she was already satisfied with the current outcome. The only issue...
Her lower abdomen.
Even in summer, she might not be able to wear lighter clothes.
And that strange dark-purple pattern had to be covered up — she couldn't risk Ebina or Yukinoshita seeing it.
It was a little embarrassing...
"Got it."
Shirakawa didn't explain in too much detail. Manifesting ability values like in the Konosuba world wasn't going to be easy.
The dimensional group chat's interworld teleport anchor only allowed members to travel. Taking Yumiko to register as an adventurer in Konosuba and using a magic device to measure her stats?
Not happening
After this, I need to find time to visit the DanMachi world… It's fine to understand "Chosen of Pleasure" as similar to faith-based Familia. That'll help me figure out how to update their status.
Guess I'll have to learn from Hestia.
Currently, the remaining chat group points, including those earned from signing in before visiting the Demon Slayer world, total 127. To avoid wasting them, it's best to wait until I save up 150 points.
He didn't dwell on it.
Noticing the pink and ambiguous atmosphere in the room caused by overflowing divine pleasure, Shirakawa looked at Miura Yumiko.
"…"
She clearly understood what he was thinking. Just being locked in his calm gaze, after becoming a Chosen of Pleasure, Miura Yumiko discovered—
Her body could no longer resist!
She noticed a dark purple butterfly mark on her lower abdomen, glowing faintly pink. She finally understood Shirakawa's earlier explanation.
Becoming a God's Chosen meant devoting both body and soul—and pledging unwavering loyalty to the God of Pleasure: Shirakawa.
Due to her physical state tonight, Shirakawa had gone easy on her. Now that she had become a supernatural being, Miura Yumiko decided not to suppress her inner desires anymore.
"Offering everything to the divine one—this is my role as a Chosen!"
[You've extracted mana for 12 hours. Gained 1500 EXP. Mana Refinement Lv11 (2580/20000)]
[You've extracted mana for 12 hours. Gained 1500 class EXP.]
[Through continuous mana refinement, your body has grown stronger. All attributes +6.]
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Morning.
Shirakawa spent most of the time helping Miura Yumiko adapt to her supernatural physique. The rest was devoted to mana refinement.
Combined with yesterday's session during class, the total refinement time hit 12 hours again, and his stats increased further. He allocated the newly acquired skill points to Mana Refinement.
The attribute boost was clearly significant.
Name: Shirakawa
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Constitution: 22 (2.2)
Agility: 21 (2.1)
Strength: 21 (2.1)
Intelligence: 22 (2.2)
Stamina: 21 (2.1)
Mana: 946
Current Classes: God (?), Student (Lv5), Exorcist (Lv5), Holy Sword Wielder (Lv6), Arch-wizard (Lv5)
The values in parentheses are profession-based bonuses from the God profession, which make it easy to distinguish from his base stats.
Including the Apocalypse world, he now had five Choose of Pleasure: Busujima Saeko, Takagi Saya, and others.
With each Chosen boosting stats by 10%, a 50% total boost was quite something. Just thinking about it excited Shirakawa. As for who the next candidates might be—he wasn't sure yet. If urban legends like Hanako or Mary could offer unique traits too, unlocking new profession panels would be a breeze.
"I need to take care of something."
Considering Aunt Izumi would soon arrive to prepare breakfast, things would get tricky if she found Miura Yumiko here.
That kind of scene... even Shirakawa couldn't imagine it.
After all, in Izumi's eyes, he was just a normal high school student. If he was already in a relationship with a girl from school, pursuing Izumi in the future would get much harder.
"Then I'll head to school today. I thought I'd be physically unwell... but since you're busy," Yumiko said.
"It won't be boring at school."
Miura Yumiko found her Sobu High uniform and changed in the bedroom's walk-in closet. Looking at her reflection in the full-length mirror, she could hardly believe it.
Her energy and skin condition had vastly improved. She looked nothing like the tired mess she was after yesterday's ghost encounter. She was literally glowing.
As she buttoned her uniform shirt—
The only issues were: the black pleated skirt was a bit short, and her once slim-fit uniform now felt tight and restricting.
She could barely breathe.
"Ugh... I'll need to buy another uniform soon."
Muttering to herself, she bent down to slide on her black knee-high socks, paired with brown round-toed shoes.
Her hair was tied into a side ponytail—rare for her.
After confirming that her appearance was flawless, she glanced at Shirakawa, who had finished washing up and changed into sportswear. As she spun around, her skirt fluttered.
"How do I look now?"
"Beautiful."
"Hehe."
She wrapped her arms around Shirakawa's and kissed his cheek like a reward. "When are you free?"
"Come shopping with me for a new uniform."
"This one's really not fitting anymore. The chest area's tight, and the skirt's a bit short. I want something normal."
In private, Miura Yumiko had an adorably spoiled side. Now that she had chosen Shirakawa, body and soul, he was the only one in her heart.
Even if Shirakawa didn't say anything, she felt the need to dress more modestly. And she was determined to keep her distance from other guys. To her, Shirakawa was already her future.
"Weekend?"
"Perfect! We can catch a movie and buy you some clothes too. This sportswear of yours isn't all that stylish. I'll help you pick."
The sweet smile on her face showed she was already looking forward to their first date this weekend—the first one in her life.
After escorting Miura Yumiko to the train station, Shirakawa finally had a moment to breathe. Just as he was about to message Aunt Izumi, he noticed a missed friend request.
The avatar was a cartoon panda labeled "Mr. Pan," with the note: Yukinoshita.
"So she's here to apologize?"
Thinking back to what happened yesterday in the Classics Club, he guessed it was probably about that ghost Yukinoshita ran into—now she was seeking his help?
Shirakawa didn't think much of it.
He casually accepted the friend request, without even bothering to say hi. Then he quickly found Aunt Izumi's LINE avatar.
"Mrs. Izumi, no need to prepare breakfast today—I have to head out for something."
Just in case she showed up for nothing.
After sending the message, Shirakawa immediately headed toward the apartment building, looking for Hanako, the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and Mary.
If even spirits could become Chosen of Pleasure, leveling the God profession would be way easier.
This time, it was the Hanako who answered the door.
The moment she saw Shirakawa, she had the illusion she was facing a god.
Recalling the pleasurable experience with him, her eyes practically melted. She closed the security door and removed her uniform—
Revealing her flawless, bare body.
Mimicking the doll-like Mary, she had drawn an arrow on her flat belly using black marker and scribbled "Property of Master Shirakawa—Do Not Offend" in small letters.
And that wasn't even a lie.
Whether before death or after becoming an urban legend, Shirakawa had left an unforgettable first-time imprint on her.
"Master, are you here to exorcise me?"
"I'm here for something serious."
His main goal was to test whether divine skills could be used on spirits and urban legends.
Shirakawa shook his head slightly.
He didn't bother explaining like he did with Miura Yumiko. Instead, he activated the [Divine Mark] skill. With divine power overflowing, a pink glow formed in his palm.
He pressed it straight onto Hanako's stomach.
Even though she had a cold, physicalized body, the pleasure divinity still gradually sank into her.
After a short moment—
A strange, dark-purple butterfly-shaped mark appeared on Hanako's abdomen. With the divine imprint in place, even ordinary humans could ascend into supernatural beings.
Let alone spirits made of pure energy.
What Shirakawa felt most clearly was the surge in spiritual power from Hanako, and how her aura completely merged with that of Pleasure.
"It actually worked!"
[Current Chosen of Pleasure: 2 – Overall attributes increased by 20%!]
This result was a bit beyond Shirakawa's expectations. He then turned to Mary, whose face was full of anticipation, and followed the same procedure to grant her the status of Chosen.
[Number of Chosen increased: +1]
Lastly, Shirakawa looked toward the Slit-Mouthed Woman. She seemed a bit self-conscious about her appearance, wearing a white mask even at home.
"I'm giving you all the status of Chosen. It's good for you too."
"Master, I'm ready!"
Though she didn't understand what it meant to be a Chosen, if it was something Shirakawa wanted, she would never refuse. She stepped forward, taking his pink-glowing hand and pressing it to her stomach.
In that instant—
The Slit-Mouthed Woman felt a change in her body. Her expression turned serious as she analyzed it.
"My body feels warm... and also—my face itches a bit."
She subconsciously turned her head and removed the white mask on her cheek. When she saw the stitches from her torn face fall to the ground, she froze.
She couldn't help but reach up and gently touch her cheek. The once-hideous scar had completely vanished. She couldn't contain her emotions and ran straight to the bathroom.
Under the light, she stared at her reflection in disbelief—smooth, fair cheeks without a single scar.
It was like...
She wouldn't need to wear a mask anymore?
This seemingly small change was brought by Shirakawa granting her the status of Chosen. The Slit-Mouthed Woman stared at her reflection in a daze.
Then, she smiled genuinely, picked up a black marker near the mirror, and appeared before Shirakawa in perfect form.
Her eyes full of tenderness, she pointed at her white thigh, encased in tight black stockings, and pleaded,
"Master, please... write something here."
[Current Chosen of Pleasure: 4 – Overall stats increased by 40%!]
Shirakawa hadn't expected the godhood
profession to progress this fast. Facing such a small request, of course he wouldn't refuse.
As the God of Pleasure, enjoying pleasure is only natural, right?
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In the Demon Slayer world
In the courtyard of the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, all the Hashira had gathered, surprised that the Master had suddenly called a meeting.
With light green eyes and constantly blushing cheeks, the Love Hashira, Mitsuri Kanroji, was a beauty even by modern standards.
A few moles dotted her body, and her three long sakura-pink braids hung over her shoulders, fading to green at the tips.
She looked curiously at the Flower Hashira, Kanae Kocho.
"Kanae, why did the Master call a meeting all of a sudden?"
"It's something important."
Last night, after seeing Shirakawa off, Kanae and her sister Shinobu didn't return to HQ right away. They wanted to check for any remaining demons.
But the result...
Not only were there no demons in the surrounding areas, but even villages over ten kilometers away showed no signs of demon activity.
It was as if they had vanished into thin air.
Kanae recalled how Lady Aqua used her Purification Light to easily eliminate Doma. Deep down, she had a bold thought.
Before she left the world, Lady Aqua lit up the entire night sky for over ten seconds. That nearly indiscriminate attack—could it have wiped out all the demons in this world?
Before asking the Master to hold this meeting, Kanae had already confirmed things repeatedly with Shinobu, to avoid making a fool of herself.
"What is it?"
"During our mission yesterday, Shinobu and I encountered Upper Rank Two, Doma. We were in danger, but thanks to two seniors, we managed to kill him."
"What?!"
Kanroji froze at those words, and the rest of the Hashira in attendance turned to look at Kanae in disbelief.
They were all very familiar with Doma's strength. And now she was saying he'd been defeated?
Kanae calmly continued.
"One of those seniors was a god from another world. Before she left, she used divine power to completely wipe out all the demons in our world."
No one present immediately objected. After all, they knew Kanae's personality.
She would never joke about something like this.
Seeing their silence, Kanae added,
"I understand this is hard to believe. Shinobu and I also couldn't perform a complete search, so we hope everyone here can help verify."
"To confirm whether there are any demons left in our world."