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The Strongest Eriri in History

After reincarnating as Eriri, she was supposed to lead a normal life as a typical wealthy young lady in an ordinary world. But why has it turned out like this? Eriri raised her delicate right hand, feeling the immense energy capable of destruction that had formed in her soft, smooth palm. As she clenched her fingers one by one, the spirited Eriri declared proudly, "That's right, I am the Strongest Eriri in history!" Just then, an invitation to a chat group popped up in her mind. "Invitation to join the Multiverse Chat Group. Do you accept? Yes/Yes." Eriri: "Ah, this..." - Patreon.com/DaoOfHeaven

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Myu

"Chika Fujiwara: Hey, hey, you're focusing on the wrong thing, aren't you?"

"Kashiwagi Eri: We're just talking about the picture, we're not saying anything wrong."

"Chika Fujiwara: ...I'm so tired."

"Chika Fujiwara: Anyway, I'm curious now, since the chat group has consciousness, does it have a gender?"

"Arifureta (Group Leader): Well..."

"Kashiwagi Eri: Since the chat group is called the 'Multiverse Same-Sex ♀ Friendship Group,' its consciousness must be female."

[Ding, the chat group consciousness's gender is fixed as female.]

"Kashiwagi Eri: See, I told you it was female."

"Chika Fujiwara: Wow, it originally didn't have a gender, and you just made it female."

"Arifureta (Group Leader): I'm not surprised anymore."

"Kashiwagi Eri: Enough about that. @Seventeen-Year-Old Beautiful Girl, Shinobu, can you send a photo for us to enjoy?"

"Iron-Blooded Hot-Blooded Cold-Blooded Vampire: Of course. Photo.jpg"

Looking at the photo Shinobu sent, Eriri's eyes lit up. In her mind was the image of an absolutely beautiful girl with smooth, golden hair, a small head and large eyes, bright red lips, a slender neck, a perfectly sized bust, translucent skin, jade-like fingers, a graceful waist that tapered into delicate feet, creating a stunning streamlined figure.

Her beauty was on par with, if not slightly surpassing, Arifureta and Megumi Katou.

Her beauty seemed to possess a kind of magic, making those who saw her unconsciously want to give her everything, truly a demonic beauty.

"Kashiwagi Eri: As expected of Shinobu, beautiful as ever."

"Arifureta (Group Leader): Truly beautiful, I almost feel inferior."

"Flower Hashira: Sorry, I'm lowering the group's looks."

"Asuna: Sorry, I'm lowering the group's looks."

"Chika Fujiwara: Sorry, I'm lowering the group's looks."

"Arche Eeb Rile Furt: Sorry, I'm lowering the group's looks."

"Iron-Blooded Hot-Blooded Cold-Blooded Vampire: Haha, you're exaggerating, and...being too beautiful isn't necessarily a good thing."

Standing in front of a large mirror, Shinobu's eyes darkened slightly when it came to beauty. Before becoming a vampire, her parents committed suicide because of her beauty, and her entire country was destroyed. Even kingdoms she passed through on her journey self-destructed because of her beauty.

Even the one who turned her into a vampire, Deathtopia Virtuoso Suicide-Master, repeatedly committed suicide because of her beauty.

"Kashiwagi Eri: Shinobu, I know a bit about your situation. Your beauty seems to have a demonic nature, but you should be able to control it now, right?"

"Iron-Blooded Hot-Blooded Cold-Blooded Vampire: Yes, through the strengthening from points, I can now control it freely, and no one will die because of it."

"Arifureta (Group Leader): Eh? What are you talking about?"

"Flower Hashira: Is there something else going on?"

"Kashiwagi Eri: It's nothing, no need to dwell on the past."

"Arifureta (Group Leader): Okay then."

...

Two hours later, as the sun climbed higher, more people gathered on the beach. Eriri and Arifureta moved to a more secluded spot, their clothes transforming into dark blue school swimsuits as they played in the ocean.

"Oh? They've arrived?" Stopping her splashing, Eriri murmured, a charming smile on her face.

Arifureta stopped as well, puzzled, "What's here?"

Before Eriri could answer, a child's clear voice came from the nearby beach, "Big sisters, have you seen my mom?"

Eriri and Arifureta turned towards the voice to see a young Aquatic Dagon girl with long, emerald-green hair and a cute face wearing an adorable swimsuit.

"Ah, it's Myu!" Arifureta realized what Eriri meant.

The two left the water and walked over to Myu. "Myu, did you get separated from your mom?"

"Yes, my mom got lost, and I'm looking for her." Myu tilted her head cutely, looking at Eriri, "Big sister, do you know Myu?"

Eriri's appearance and demeanor naturally exuded a good impression, and four-year-old Myu was no exception.

"Myu is so cute; of course, I know you!"

Eriri reached out and picked Myu up. Myu didn't resist, instead hugging Eriri's neck with her small, delicate hands.

"But Myu has never seen big sister before."

"Aren't you seeing me now? Does Myu dislike us?"

In Eriri's arms, Myu quickly shook her head, "Myu doesn't dislike big sisters."

"We like Myu a lot too." Arifureta reached out and patted Myu's head, and Myu closed her eyes to enjoy it.

At that moment, Eriri's eyes flickered, "Alright, time to get down to business."

She waved her hand, and both her and Arifureta's swimsuits transformed back into Yumenosaki Academy uniforms.

A few minutes later, a group of fierce-looking men emerged from the ocean and quickly surrounded Eriri, Arifureta , and Myu.

Upon seeing Eriri and Arifureta's appearances, greed filled their eyes.

A thin man said excitedly, "Captain, we're really lucky. We came to capture this little Aquatic Dagon, but there are two beautiful ones here. They could sell for a fortune."

A burly man with a scar on his face holding a large sword laughed lustfully, "Idiot, such beauties, I've never seen. Selling them would be a waste. We should keep them..."

But before he could finish, his body suddenly moved on its own, slicing the thin man beside him in half with his sword. Caught off guard, the thin man was instantly killed, cut in two.

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone, and fear took hold as they saw the burly man, now with a bewildered look on his face, unable to control his own actions. He then turned to his other comrades, swinging the sword wildly and causing chaos among them.

"What's happening? Captain, stop!"

"Why are you attacking us?!"

Their cries of panic filled the air as they were helpless to defend against their captain's unexpected assault. In a matter of seconds, the entire group lay dead or dying, victims of the captain's own sword.

Standing amidst the chaos, Eriri looked on with cold detachment. She had manipulated the leader's mind with ease, turning him against his own men. Such cruelty was just a means to an end for her, a way to swiftly deal with those who would harm the innocent.

"Is it over?" Arifureta asked, holding Myu close to shield her from the grisly scene.

"Yes, it is," Eriri replied, turning her attention back to Myu, who seemed unfazed by the violence, her trust in the two big sisters unwavering.

"Thank you, big sisters," Myu said sweetly, oblivious to the danger she had been in. "Can you help me find my mom now?"

"Of course, Myu," Eriri said gently, her voice warm and reassuring. "We'll make sure you're safe."

Together, Eriri and Arifureta walked away from the scene, Myu nestled safely between them. As they left the beach, the remaining energy in the air dissipated, leaving no trace of the violent encounter behind.

For Eriri and Arifureta, it was just another day in a world where strength was both a blessing and a necessity—a tool to protect those who could not protect themselves and a reminder that even in a world filled with magic and wonder, darkness lurked around every corner.