Chat Group Mission

Ai Hoshino's POV

Brother...

He looked so handsome, so cute when he was asleep. I couldn't help but ponder as I watched him.

How long has it been since my brother last enjoyed a peaceful sleep like this?

To begin with, he never really had a restful sleep since we were left at that orphanage, abandoned by our own mother.

No, actually, even before that, we never had a peaceful night's rest. The conditions at home were awful, with our mother frequently resorting to abuse and violence against us.

Eventually, she discarded us, throwing us away like trash into that horrible place they called as an orphanage.

It was after this that my brother changed. His cowardice vanished; the timid, mute boy I once knew transformed into someone persuasive and charismatic.

He led most of the children in an escape from that hellhole, though only a few of us survived. The others... they fell prey to demons.

He became smarter, stronger. It was almost as if he was a different person entirely. No, not just different—enlightened. He was no longer the brother I used to know. It's as if being abandoned by our mother awakened something deep inside him. It changed more than just his personality; it altered his entire worldview.

Most of the time, he could only find peace when we were together, indulging in our forbidden pleasures and illicit sex.

Even in the early morning, he would wake up, pin me to the ground and filled me with his seeds, and take what he needed—no, what we both needed—to find solace in each other's bodies, for a better, deeper sleep.

But now?

He didn't seem to need it as much.

Still, out of habit, I slipped under his blanket, smiling to myself when I noticed his cock was hard as usual.

Brother...

It seems you're still restless.

Without uttering a word, I took his cock into my mouth, savoring the familiar taste of him as I wrapped my lips around his shaft.

I could feel it twitch against my tongue as I bobbed my head up and down, eagerly working to give him the morning relief I knew he needed.

His breathing quickened, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he stirred but did not wake fully.

I kept going, sucking him with slow, deliberate motions, savoring every second of it.

When his release finally came, I swallowed it all down, savoring the salty bitterness of his essence as it spilled down my throat.

I drank every drop, gulping it down eagerly until his cock softened against my tongue, now spent and satisfied.

As I pulled away, wiping my lips with the back of my hand, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction, a deep, contented smile spreading across my face.

Good morning, brother. I hope you have sweet dreams this time.

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Third POV

[Event Notification: Hello, everyone! We are about to select two lucky members from our chat group to undertake the next big quest across worlds. The selection will be based on who completes their given quest the fastest. Each of you will receive a personalized mission, and the two who finish with the highest speed and efficiency will earn a spot in the next world adventure. Remember, there are only two slots available for this, so manage your time wisely and happy hunting!]

Hoshino Kun yawned lazily as he slumped into his chair, eyes flicking over the quest details displayed on his screen. The missions were laid out in their uncompromising brutality.

Quest 1: Congratulations! You have become a Campione, yet you still lack a nation, subjects, or even a patch of land to call your own. But that changes now. Your objective: Conquer Japan and crown yourself king, ruler of this sovereign nation.

Reward: Mystic Eyes of Death Perception (Fate), Heavenly Flame (Battle Through the Heavens), Goro Goro no Mi (One Piece)

Quest 2: Two kings cannot rule one land. Your next task: Eliminate the Heretic God, Susanoo, who has long held dominion over Japan. Kill him and claim his divine authority.

Reward: Red Dragon Heart (Fate), Makoto Naegi's Ultimate Luck (Danganronpa), Demon Fox Cloak (Naruto)

"For fuck's sake," Hoshino Kun muttered, rubbing his temples in irritation.

Goro Goro no Mi? Seriously, that devil fruit was a goddamn joke to him.

He had zero use for it. Why the hell would he need thunder powers when that ability came with the pathetic weakness of drowning if you even so much as touched water? The trade-off was straight-up trash in his eyes.

What's more, the Goro Goro no Mi was pointless considering he already wielded the immense, god-like strength and abilities of Lucifer Morningstar.

He had dominion over the solar power of the sun itself, bending and wielding it at his whim. Maybe he could auction off the devil fruit to another member of the chat group or hand it over to some future subordinate who could actually make use of it.

Yeah, that would be smarter.

As for the Heavenly Flame, he figured it'd be better suited for his sister.

She was the one need it most. Hoshino Kun already had the might of the sun embedded in his very soul. Another flame wouldn't do much for him, unless, of course, they gifted him with the Phoenix Force from Marvel Comics to merge with his Morningstar powers.

Now that would be something to salivate over.

Then there was the Demon Fox Cloak. Hoshino Kun figured it was that wild, red chakra cloak from Naruto that granted immense strength when it wrapped around the user like a fiery, living armor.

Was it necessary?

Not really.

But he wouldn't turn his nose up at a power boost like that.

More strength was always welcome, and he didn't mind stacking abilities like a cheat character in some broken RPG.

Makoto Naegi's Ultimate Luck? He didn't know much about Danganronpa, and he sure as hell hadn't wasted his time watching or researching it. Luck was a nebulous thing, but maybe it could come in handy.

Then there was the Red Dragon Heart. He vaguely remembered it had something to do with Artoria Pendragon, but the details escaped him.

Whatever.

It'd be another tool in his arsenal, trash or treasure.

In the end, whether these rewards were god-tier or garbage didn't matter to him.

What he truly craved was the one thing that surpassed all material wealth: the qualification to join the next world quest and explore the multiverse that awaited.

That endless expanse of worlds promised so much more than this one ever could.

And he was determined to earn that qualification as quickly as possible, no matter the cost.

Infinite Death-kun (Re-Zero): Have you heard the latest news? The quest? Fuck, man, I'm honestly clueless about what the Death Note can actually do. My current quest is to join one of the representatives at the royal selection camp, and the reward? It's a fucking Death Note and the Eye of Shikigami. I have no fucking idea what they do exactly, but it sounds bloody amazing. Any tips or suggestions on this?

Loligaki (COTE): Why don't you ask Kira? Judging by his name, he seems like he might have a connection to the Death Note.

Infinite Death-kun (Re-Zero): Oh yeah, good point. Kira, any chance you can fill me in on what the Death Note and the Eye of Shikigami actually do?

As the teacher's voice droned on in the classroom, Light Yagami's frown deepened. He was listening to the lesson, but his mind was elsewhere, contemplating whether he should spill the truth or spin a lie. He weighed the potential benefits he might extract from this situation.

From what he could gather, this so-called "Infinite Death-kun" had been transported into another world, a place where magic and non-human races were the norm—at least, that's the impression Light got from the world descriptions Infinite Death-kun had given so far in the Chat Group.

This guy was clearly not an idiot and seemed competent enough to be worth an investment. By revealing the true capabilities of the Death Note, Light could ensure that this guy would owe him a significant favor—a favor that might just open the door for Light to access powerful magical abilities or unique skills.

As long as Infinite Death-kun managed to thrive in his new world, Light could later demand his due when the time was right, ripe for reaping whatever power he needed.

It looked like telling him the truth would yield more benefits than any potential backlash.

Unlike Infinite Death-kun, who was obviously hiding something about his quest—either because it sounded deceptively simple or because he didn't want to share the full details—Light could tell he was concealing information.

The fact that Infinite Death-kun didn't even mention a secondary quest was suspicious. Light believed that everyone in the Chat Group had received a second quest, not just one.

After all, the Chat Group had already implied that they were competing for the next world's quest line. If someone only received a single task while the majority received two, it would make the Chat Group look unfair and untrustworthy. Light doubted that whoever designed this Chat Group would make such a stupid, rookie mistake that could damage their credibility.

He was confident that Infinite Death-kun was intentionally withholding information about his tasks, only showing part of it because he was desperate to understand the Death Note's function.

Clearly, he wanted to know whether the reward was worth the risk or not before diving into the quest. Light assumed that the task must be extremely difficult, perhaps with restrictions preventing other Chat Group members from directly intervening or assisting him.

This was evident by how urgent and nervous Infinite Death-kun seemed about figuring out what the Death Note actually did and why he was concealing his quest's specifics, despite his usual loud-mouthed and brash personality.

From this brief conversation, Light Yagami had already pieced together the likely motivations behind Infinite Death-kun's question and the reason he was hiding the details of his task.

However, Light wasn't naive or generous enough to share this deduction with the rest of the Chat Group.

Instead, he decided to answer strategically, keeping the most critical information to himself.

Kira (Death Note): To answer your question, Infinite Death-kun, I have the information you seek. With the Death Note, you can essentially kill anyone instantly, as long as you know their real name. However, when it comes to the Eye of Shikigami, I'm afraid I don't have the details you need. I hope this helps, though.

Infinite Death-kun (Re-Zero): It does help, thank you for answering, Kira. Now, I know exactly what I must do.

Natsuki Subaru's eyes were tangled with a mix of excitement and dread.

The quest he had taken on was heavily restrictive, binding his actions in ways he hadn't anticipated, but the reward dangled in front of him was almost too tempting to resist—a notebook that could kill anyone as long as he knew their true name?

The possibilities were endless. It was a weapon he desperately needed in this wretched world.

For now, his only golden finger was Return by Death, his ability to revive after death.

But in reality, he was physically weak, almost pitifully so.

He didn't possess a single offensive skill capable of defending himself against the shadowy assassin that had brutally slaughtered him and the others when they reached the slums in pursuit of Emilia's stolen badge.

The scene still burned in his memory—blood splattering the alley walls, the sound of flesh being torn, and the cold, emotionless gaze of the unknown killer. They were all dead, instantly.

Subaru's heart clenched at the thought, a knot of frustration and helpless rage welling up inside him.

If it weren't for the constraints of the quest, which forbade him from requesting aid from the other chat group members, he would have already begged for powerful artifacts or items to counter this mysterious threat.

The quest requirements were deceptively simple: capture Elsa Granhiert alive and send her to prison.

The rewards?

The coveted Death Note and the Eye of Shikigami.

Then came the follow-up task—joining one of the royal selection camps. But nothing was as easy as it seemed, and Subaru knew that better than anyone.

His hands shook slightly, betraying his nerves. He was filled with doubt, utterly unsure how he could manage to capture someone as dangerous as Elsa.

The woman was a sadistic monster, a killer who relished in the act of disembowelment, her twisted smile the last thing many unfortunate souls ever saw.

How was he supposed to subdue someone like that?

In the end, he gritted his teeth and steeled himself, forcing his nerves into submission.

If he couldn't win in a fair fight, he would exploit his only advantage—the curse of Return by Death.

He resolved to die over and over again if necessary, abusing his power until he could figure out a way to capture her, drag her to the prison, and finally claim his prize: the Death Note and the Eye of Shikigami.

The die is cast, there is no turning back.