Saloon in the mansion at night.
　In the course of small talk, I told Ahrum about what happened today.

"Oh, I didn't know that the people we helped treat people like that.
With a genie. Didn't you know that?
No one has ever been able to come see me more than twice before, and I've never heard of anything like that.
That's right.
......

　For what it's worth, Aulum suddenly fell silent and stared at me.

'Hey Lyota,'
Yeah?
Can I take my name, Lyota?
What, like Rebecca Neon?
'Yes!　For example, ......, let's see, is Satou your last name?　Then it would be Lyota Aulum.
You look like you've been adopted by your son-in-law.

　It's kind of funny, I guess.

No?
No, I mean, if I call myself that, maybe I'll--

　What a rumor!
　Celeste walked by outside the salon after her bath.
　She looked at me with a very complicated look on her face.

'Lyota-san ...... her and ......?'

　I mumbled.
　I called Celeste over to explain the situation and clear up any misunderstandings.

'Nah, I see. So that's what happened.
'We have others like Emily Arsenick and Leia Ceren. That is, of course, if the spirits allow it.
That would be great.

　Celeste, who understood the situation, smiled and said.

'It sure could be great,'
I mean, why can't Lyota just go for the comp?
Comp?
Yeah, just stick with your original name and put our names on the back.
You mean Lyota Sato Aulum ......?
Keep adding to it. From what I hear, you're about to meet Niftonium, right?　Then it's like, Lyota Sato Aulum Nihonium,
It's going to sound like a grand aristocrat.
"It's going to be my ship, rather than Ryota Sato, sailor Levee.
What?
No, I'm just saying.

　Or maybe I should just call myself an Atom when I'm done comping everything.
　I won't, though.

　I won't do that, though: .......

'Yeah?　What's going on?
No, it's nothing.

　Aulum, Arsenic, and Seren.
　All of the spirits that I had a relationship with were hungry (...) for something.

　Regardless of the name, they all had their own, and that something was to be resolved--.

'I've got to do it: ......'

　I thought.

　　　　　☆

　The next day, Seren Dungeon, Seren's Room.
　Leia and I came to meet Seren.

'Not interested in the outside world, are you?'
Is that so?
Yeah, I don't care what's out there.

　I came to Seren, who I knew first of all, hoping to relieve the 'hunger' of the spirits trapped in the real dungeon, but she said simply.

'You don't sound really interested.'
I'm not interested. I'm not...

　Seren made a lusty noise and came up to me, tracing her fingers across my chest plate over my clothes.

'Because I like this...'

　I was thrilled.
　It was oddly thrilling, even though he just touched me over my clothes.

'Oh, right,'
'Haha, don't be scared. I'm either a virgin or I'm a virgin. Yeah, but I thought you wanted my name.
No, I'm not saying that I--
All right, I'll tell you what.

　Seren claps his hands with a pop.
　The conversation goes on with some kind of misunderstanding.

'You can come over and rub my tits once in a while.
Is that what you want?
I'll let you rub yours if you want.
I don't even want to imagine that picture!

　A beautiful woman in a three-point bikini rubs my tits.
　Even I don't want to imagine such a scene.
　Then it's still 10 billion times better to rub her tits.

"Master, I have a proposition for you.

　Leia, who had come with me but had been silent for a long time, opened her mouth.

'What's the proposal?'
Why don't you have them do that thing Master told me about before, the puffy thing?
'Puffy?　What's that?

　Selenium has bitten off more than she can chew.

　Ah ...... puffy puffy.
　I remember telling my friends about it in our normal chit-chat.
　It's a good thing that you have a status and beat monsters in dungeons, because this world is so game-like, and that's why I brought up Puffy as a topic of conversation.

"Master said it was a man's dream,
It's romantic, but ......

　He glanced at Seren.

'It's not the same as eroticism, puffy puffy, is it?

　Yes, it's different from erotica.
　In my mind, puffy is a romance, not an erotic one.

　I don't know if the walking eighteen-year-old, erotic Seren, who wants to defile her purity, will like it or not.

　But she was interested in it, so I explained.

"It's called 'puffy-puffy' when you pinch his face with your tits and squish it.
'Face with tits: ......'

　Seren imagined as she pressed her breasts between her hands.
　Then.

'That's good, that's good.'
Twice. It's that good.
It's a great idea, honey, it's a great idea.

　No, I didn't think of it, but I heard you liked the one called .......

　It's more like an air puff, or maybe it's just pretend.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make a good impression.
　She must have really liked it.

"Seren-san. I'll make you puff and puff every day.
Really?

　It's a great way to bite, or is it you?

So let me take Seren's name.

　Leia looks at Seren with a straight face and offers in a low-inflected respectful tone.

"Ok, that's it. Then let's get on with it.
Yes, sir.

　Seren bends over to get ready in a groove.
　Leia turns to me.

'Now then, Master.'
What?
I'll take the genie's name. This puts me on a par with Rebecca.

　...... Oh.
　Somehow I know what Leia is thinking.

　Leia and I have a master-servant relationship.
　She believes that as the rank of the "subordinate" rises, the rank of the "master" naturally rises as well.
　She's trying to get me to take the genie's name to elevate me above Rebecca.

　I didn't stop her.
　I was kind of happy about that.

　Leia was drained of her soul, and even now, her emotions and tone of voice are poorly inflected.
　It was nice to see those "emotions" coming out.

　So I let her do what she wanted.

　Thus, just as I was picking up and dropping off Aulum.
　Leia also made puffy puffy with Seren a part of her daily routine.

　We were to call ourselves Leia Seren.