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Unlike Tohka, he had already completed his analysis of the omniscient angel within the past six months, so it was only natural for him to travel to the neighboring world with her at this moment.
Nia had just finished dealing with Tokisaki Kurumi when she heard this, and was quite dissatisfied with Yalin's behavior of treating her as a tool.
Not only do I have to take care of Tohka, but I also need to contact Yoshino Etsuyoshi & 5 Sango Ryou T Shan, answer Tokisaki Kurumi's questions, and now I have to work overtime.
This has severely limited her rest time, in addition to the lifestyle Yalin had previously established...
This is the second Ya, and she's furious! (The rest of the text appears to be random characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or incomplete message.)
"Xiao Ya, don't you feel any remorse for treating me like this?" Er Ya turned her head away from Ya Lin and said awkwardly.
I have no conscience.
Yalin wanted to answer that way, but he knew it wasn't the right answer.
Moreover, the stress on the useless elf has indeed exceeded normal levels recently, and he needs to be comforted.
"How about I accompany you to Akihabara next? Whether you go to a cosplay store or a maid café, I'm happy to go with you," Yalin said after a few moments of contemplation.
Comics, light novels, toys, and Blu-ray discs—this is the four essential items for an otaku. Even though Nia had been to Akihabara alone before, her mindset was different when she went with friends.
Moreover, Erya had been trying to bring her into this field, so these conditions should satisfy her.
Erya was indeed tempted upon hearing this, but she still kept a straight face, indicating that she wasn't so easily coaxed.
"This summer's comic festival, I'll go with you to sell doujinshi." Seeing this, Yalin once again offered a condition that would tempt the other party.
Erya's eyebrows twitched, clearly quite interested. In reality, she wasn't truly angry, but rather dissatisfied with Yalin's ruthless and oppressive attitude.
"In addition to the previous conditions, Xiaoya will act as my assistant for the next ten issues of the manuscript, and at the same time become the prototype for the male protagonist of my new comic." Erya made this final request, which seemed to be pushing her luck.
"Okay, but only if it's a normal comic." Yalin hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
If his character is drawn into a doujinshi, then don't blame Yalin for taking drastic measures.
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After calming Erya down, Yalin accompanied her to the second realm—Wisdom—and began to analyze it.
"Is this the true view of the neighboring world? There are so many books."
After waking Erya, the other party strolled around her territory with great interest.
To my shame, although she is actually the ruler of this area, the elves are in a state of slumber in the neighboring world and have no memory of this place at all.
Even if you consult a written record, the feeling is completely different from experiencing it firsthand.
In this realm, even though she is a useless elf who is not good at fighting, she can still deliver a devastating blow to the elves, commonly known as "fish bombing".
"Keep a low profile and don't attract too much attention from the pseudo-spirits. If Mio Takamiya notices, be prepared to have your heart ripped out."
Yalin cautioned them to avoid overdoing it and causing a disaster. He took the girl's hand, activated her spirit crystal, and secretly established a connection with this domain, simultaneously analyzing and even eroding it.
After establishing connections with the domain and the spirit crystal, the Angelic Whisper Scroll, which originally belonged exclusively to Nia Honjo, appeared in his palm.
"This angel is really something else. Even though it's only the first time it's been used, it knows all about its abilities."
"This world can obtain accurate answers to everything except the future and the Primal Spirits; it truly deserves its near-omniscient ability."
Yalin, experiencing the whispered tales, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
Unfortunately, this pseudo-omniscient authority is limited to the Date A Live world and has little effect on other worlds of Yarin.
With this in mind, Yalin used a thinking speed far exceeding that of humans to continuously extract the information he wanted from the Confessions, filling in the knowledge gaps in certain areas.
Every second, a flood of information—enough for an ordinary human to spend a lifetime acquiring—rushed into Yalin's mind, then was immediately understood, categorized, and incorporated into his newly constructed palace of knowledge.
This is not the limit of what he can receive from the fins of the sycamore, but rather the upper limit that the sycamore can currently display.
"Damn it, why are you so skilled at this, Xiaoya!"
Erya was stunned by Yalin's actions, and then said unwillingly.
She was clearly his angel, yet Yalin played her for a fool.
This gave Erya a complex feeling of being wronged.
"Erya, you're so useless!" Yalin bluntly stated the truth.
"Gulp—" Honjou Nia felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart, and collapsed to the ground, deeply shocked.
Yalin shook his head, carried Erya, and strolled through the area before finally returning to the center.
After secretly leaving behind a cloth-covered medical device, he brought her back to reality.
......
"Come on, let's begin our war."
In the painting studio, Erya announced with great confidence.
"Don't make it sound so inspiring. I'm just an assistant. Ultimately, it depends on you."
Yalin complained that, at least regarding the plot, Niya had to handle it all himself. He was only responsible for basic tasks like coloring, outlining, and shading.
"Don't be so cold. If Xiaoya works hard, I might be willing to give you a little something in return, okay?"
Nia shook her index finger, using her spiritual power to transform her spirit dress into a maid outfit with extremely low neckline, completely transforming her into an erotic manga artist.
She looked at Yalin, her eyes full of cunning.
"How about it? Isn't he a good-looking man to be my assistant?"
Putting everything else aside, it is indeed quite arousing.
Even this useless elf has a face that arouses desire.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work!" Yalin flicked Erya on the head, urging her to get into work mode.
LOL, a mere useless elf, trying to distort his will.
As a manga artist who debuted ten years ago, it must be said that Nia Honjou has an extremely high talent in this area. Her inspiration flows like a spring, and she delivers her newly created manuscripts to Ayrin at a speed that would make ordinary manga artists weep.
Yalin sat to one side, officially taking on the role of assistant. In addition to the necessary tasks, he thoughtfully added the Encouragement talent to her, allowing her to maintain her state for longer.
Tsk, as the boss of DEM, it would be one thing if he didn't imprison a few elves to show his stance, but now he's being exploited by the elves instead. That's quite down-to-earth.
How about capturing a few elves to serve as concubines to elevate the villain's status?
Yalin thought to himself, then chuckled to himself.
The two were busy in the studio and quickly finished this project.
As the prototype for the new manga, Yalin also served as a model and refused Nia's unreasonable demands.
"Ah, so tired."
As dusk fell, Erya made a sound like a salted fish, then tripped over the pile of books at her feet and pounced on Yalin.
“Wow…”
As an elf, it's surprising that it's so prone to accidents; it's like it's trying to scam people.
Yalin turned away from the other person's embrace, then grabbed her by the back of the neck with one hand and placed her on the sofa like a cat being lifted.
"Xiaoya, you've avoided such a classic scene. You're really not suited for dating."
After regaining her senses, Nia couldn't help but complain.
Holding a girl in your arms and falling peacefully is an essential part of romance anime, but how can you grab fate by the scruff of its neck like Yalin?
Yalin sneered and unleashed a critical hit on Erya.
"I don't have that thought right now, and even if I did, I wouldn't choose a washboard."
As the saying goes, even if the caliber is justice, Yalin's XP is as all-encompassing as the stars and the sea.
This useless elf is still a long way off.
"Hmm, what a shallow thought."
Erya said with a hint of resentment.
Considering how considerate the other party is in their work, I wanted to give Yalin some special benefits, which is quite rare.
Forget it, I'll just keep playing bishoujo games.
However, since the assistant's work hours haven't expired yet, Erya's eyes lit up and she grabbed Yalin's arm.
"Come on, play games with me."
Five hours later, Yalin stared at the pink glow emanating from the screen and at Erya, who was dozing off, speechless.
What a useless elf.
However, Erya today seems a bit too proactive.
Could it be because I've been reading too many romance comics that my girlish heart has unconsciously sprouted?
Shouldn't she only like anime and manga?
Logically speaking, the relationship between the two should be purely platonic, and it shouldn't have deteriorated.
Yalin couldn't figure it out, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
The useless elf is still a long way from winning him over.
Seeing that it was late at night, Yalin returned to his room and fell asleep, a state he hadn't experienced in a long time.
......
In the mysterious space, both Yalin and the magician Yalin entered one after the other.
The two looked at each other in bewilderment, then the magician Yalin smiled and said, "How did you know that I married Emilia?"
Who asked you that?
The challenge to fight Yalin was a bit hard to accept; he felt that the magician Yalin was deliberately showing off to him.
But since she's married to the hero, that means....
"Have you fully understood the Kabbalah Tree of the Celestial Realm?" Yoshin asked.
“Of course, I now possess the Tree of Life and can be called the new god of Ante Irasu,” said the mage Yalin.
Whether angels or demons, they have all bowed down at his feet.