The Anime Trope System: Stone vs. Viper, #3 a LitRPG (ATS)

  The Anime Trope System : Stone vs. the Viper #3, a LitRPG.

  by Syr456 (Alvin Atwater)

  [Volume 3.] Episode 17 (Part 1:) A Flowery Training Camp!

  Last time on The Anime Trope System, Clyde found just a little of his place in Lot City, Satovia. His own mission intertwines with helping his friends, as cheesy as that sounds. Except, they had real issues. Terrifying ones perhaps.

  The young man tossed away selfishness and managed to tap into his real power. The power that makes him the Stone. But there is a price to pay for utilizing something that his body isn’t ready for.

  Nevertheless, the Ashfall family, widely-known tyrants and cruel demons, were taken down. Will it be the last time we hear of them? That’s a worry for another time. For now, the fun continues…

  Welcome to:

  The Anime Trope System Volume 3: The Essentials, Perverse Mayhem, and All of that Jazz.

  Sunday. Week 3. Month 1. Year 1. Season: Autumn.

  Later that morning…

  "Dammit Chika, I told you I’m not into that," he pushed the leash back to her. Clyde shook his head, disbelieving that he let the silver-haired girl trick him into following her into an S and M hotel. Her voice sounded urgent when she pleaded for help. How did he miss her lusty yandere eyes? Eyes almost of madness. "And why haven’t you thrown away those stupid aphrodisiacs. You clearly don’t need them."

  She wiped what he hoped wasn’t drool from her lip then pushed the leash back toward him.

  "Come on, we both would look great with this leash—I always wanted to try it with you," she said, hunger in her voice. "Leash me. Then with this," she grabbed the budge of his pants. "show me why you’re the master."

  Clyde gaped. They had less than twenty minutes to meet with the others and all she could think of…he scrapped the thought. He couldn’t remember a time when Chika wasn’t thinking of sex, not that he minded. As much as he wanted to stay on the right path, Clyde was still a man. And the more days pass of them not having sex, the hornier she became.

  Priorities were priorities. And Pushing Alice’s patience—his thoughts were halted when Chika pulled out his horn and wildly stroked it while masturbating.

  "Leash me, master," she said then giggled, eyes full of lust. Her yandere mode took full control and she jumped Clyde. "I have needs and only you can fulfill them. And I won’t be ignored."

  She frantically attempted to rip the young man’s clothes off and he almost let her, but one look at the time made up his mind. Plus, both of their phones were ringing. No doubt the others wondering where the fuck they were at.

  "We need to get going," Clyde said.

  "I don’t care about that—we’re just getting started," Chika said. "Surely they can wait for four more hours."

  "Look, if you chill out, I’ll let you have your way with me at the hot springs inn, okay?" Clyde said, then immediately regretted it.

  "Deal!" Chika said, eyes shining.

  "Within reason," Clyde said, but Chika pretended not to hear while heading to the bathroom’s sink. After washing her hands, she caught the young man off-guard with a kiss.

  "Alice can’t have you to herself," she said. "I had you first." She cheerily started for the exit. "Come on, we’ll be late."

  [Your relationship with Chika has changed to Friend- Closer level 10 and Super Extreme sexual craving. Is this surprising, desu?]

  Level ten? When did it increase from two? Questions for later. He checked Harumi’s to notice that it was at six. He needed to watch System a little closer.

  When the duo left the hotel, a beautiful woman walked past them, swaying her hips but Clyde had no chance to give an appreciative thought. His trap detection skill flashed a red prompt.

  [Warning: person visually inspected is not intended gender. Translation from your world: it’s a trap!]

  Clyde grimaced.

  "What’s wrong?" Chika said. She stifled a laugh.

  "Did you know?" he said flatly.

  "That’s what you get for looking at anyone other than me," she said. "Especially random walkers." She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Because I’ll let you do anything to me. You know this."

  Chika started forward, leaving the young man a little speechless.

  "I still have the right to look," he muttered to himself as he took off after the silver-haired girl.

  Everyone awaited inside Clyde’s apartment, including Tear. Tear who would be warping them. She was also going to be in charge of teaching Clyde how to use his Jump skill properly. Her emphasis on private lessons made Alice volunteer to chaperone and help with magic casting. Neko decided to cheat her sister and skip duty to join them on the trip, her excuse being to assist with training the Stone for the safety of the world. Apparently both her mother and grandmother bought it. The sister was pissed.

  Harumi perhaps was the biggest and most surprising voice, assisting on practicing duo attacks with the young man.

  Toru wanted to bring Fumi, but the slime girl couldn’t get any days off from her job. Clyde still couldn’t believe she was an accountant. Her illusion was so powerful that nothing short of a god could forcibly break it, thus allowing her a human life. Damn! Clyde hoped that Toru wouldn’t attract any monster girl trouble while at the grasslands, but something about that thought didn’t make him feel secure.

  Seth came, but Yusuke passed. His part-time job wasn’t allowing him any time off.

  Kitome straightened up Clyde’s button-up shirt and undid two buttons.

  "Sheesh, wife, we’re going to the hot springs," Clyde said sarcastically. Kitome glared.

  "Oh, shut it, it bugged me," she said. "Maybe you should take a wife. It’d put some pep in your step." She harrumphed but remained very close to him. In fact, her butt pushed against his groin. He wanted to scream, "no don’t, I’m not trying to die!" to his horn, but the erection burst into action.

  Kitome remained there, pretending not to notice, but her movements were less aggressive. She looked…vulnerable. Kitome…vulnerable? Kitome…. not minding? The blue-haired beauty was all but untouchable.

  This had to be a fluke. He didn’t get the chance to think much on it—everyone was standing, huddled together. Tear initiated the warp.

  Clyde wasn’t sure if he heard Kitome right, but the last thing she said, barely above a whisper was, "mom, guess who’s losing her virginity."

  Nah, the hothead was as affectionate as a spiked ball.

  [Volume 3.] Episode 17 (Part 2)

  Hades Palace

  Demon lord Hades didn’t know what to think of the reports. Ashfall is dead—this was the greatest news he received in centuries. The family’s bitter enemies were actually dead. This was incredible! So much for his trap, he spent many years constructing. In the end, everything worked out. He got ahold of the Omen’s sphere, but sadly, not the control of Ashfall forces. That was a goldmine within itself. He’d send spies into the demon realm to find out where they fled.

  Hades sighed. His daughter, his little girl would never forgive him for using her as bait. She didn’t trust him. As if he’d make his precious blood, life mate to absolute scum, undeserving of her brilliance. He was proud of his daughter. Powerful, independent, and a fine successor to the Hades throne. She reminded him of her mother, his missing life mate. She even had the same irritating, but tolerating fondness for humans. His niece Tear was another story. Even more powerful—made him proud too, but where did get the nerve to go killing off his Middle Eye? Sure, it was a good call. Matazus, who didn’t know of the trap, was the one who gave him the idea of making Alice life mate to Ashfall. It inspired H
ades to design the trap. But the suggestion bled so much treason—Hades had to use every ounce of strength and will to restrain himself from tearing his former Middle Eye into pieces. Instead, he planned to use him for his worth then send the fool off on a suicide mission.

  He eyed the guard that stood before him again. He was a strange creature known as a hallow. He took on the appearance of a thin half-shadow, half-ether creature, with the pale face of a man, but a body of shapeable dark magic. Matazu’s former right hand and Hades’s spy, Elsado. The only Eye allowed to run amok, unchecked, was his daughter. She needed the independence and experience to take over in his stead. He’d rest easy in retirement and she’d rule the Hade’s estates with grace. Even her own family would be jealous, plot against her. Nothing new for those of nobility.

  "Good work," Hades said then chuckled. "I take it you secured ownership of their estates. Go ahead and start renovating it. We’ll—"

  "It’s owned by the adventurer who killed the Ashfall head, my lord," Elsado said, kneeling.

  Hades blinked.

  "Ashfall was defeated by an adventurer." He threw back his head and laughed. "That old fool was better at manipulating others and torturing them rather than fighting, but he still could keep up with the rest of us. Find out who owns the estates. Then kill him. We’ll expand our control to Ashen City and rid it of Ashfall supporters."

  "There’s a problem with that, my lord and you may not like it," Elsado said.

  "You’re wordy today, Elsado," Hades said. "What could possibly be the problem?"

  "While these rumors remain unconfirmed, several of our guards had reported Alice working with adventurers. And probably the adventurer responsible for destroying the Ashfall family. I’ve tried to find him, but either he’s naturally warded or works in the shadow."

  Hades sneered.

  "Get my Hidden Eye on the job. I want this adventurer found! Either you kill him or Melody or the guards—I don’t care. Don’t bother with the estates yet until he’s dead. Wards and magical traps sometimes fade when their owners die. Besides, it’d take way too long for me to send for my trap negator from the demon realm. And you know nobody wants to deal with her over some adventurer."

  "My lord declared it and so it shall be done," Elsado said.

  "Dismissed."

  Elsado stood, saluted with one first over his heart, bowed, then about-faced. Hades turned to his three beautiful lady guests.

  "I think I’ve kept you waiting long enough. To the bedroom."

  [Area unlocked for Jump: Libado Grasslands.]

  [Quest updated. Step one: go to Libado Grasslands, completed. Step two: Train in Libado Grasslands.]

  They appeared just a dozen or so meters from the inn ahead. Clyde observed the area, in taking the vast beauty of the green pastures. A few hundred meters past the inn lied a forest—so it wasn’t all grasslands. Something about it felt off. Of course, no one should be dumb enough to go snooping into the creepy dark forest. He voiced that to the others.

  "Look, we all know what happens in the movies when some idiot decides to go into the forest, whether alone or with one other person," he said as they walked forward. "So don’t go into the forest."

  "Oh quit being so paranoid," Tear said then smacked him on the back, grinning. "We’re the demons here. Even wild animals will instinctively clear this area."

  "Yeah…any idea why that happens?" Clyde asked. Tear shrugged.

  "Mmm-mm. No idea. Maybe it’s the demonic energy inside."

  "You know dudettes, I keep forgetting you’re demons," Seth said. "You’re really no different from us, aside from being uber strong and what not."

  "I wonder," Yuki said. "Chika’s completely human, but she’d be a force of nature when her power level reaches one hundred."

  Chika turned them out, humming, while holding onto one of Clyde’s arms. Alice had the other, glaring daggers at the her.

  "Still sore," Clyde said, wiggling out of their grips. At least he tried to wiggle out, but the young women weren’t having it. At this point, he knew to just accept the gift horse as it came.

  "I’ll end your soreness with a nice demoness-style massage," Yuki said. "And I will have no interruptions this time." She looked right at Alice. The twin-tailed demoness harrumphed, anime girl style.

  "Clyde, kill yourself," Seth said, fake smile on his face.

  Toru sighed then gave Clyde a look of sympathy.

  "It’d be a miracle if you return to the city in one piece."

  Clyde frowned.

  The group stepped through glass doors. Tear talked with the attendant at the front desk and soon they were led to their rooms.

  Everyone had their own rooms, except Natalia who insisted on sharing one with Alice.

  "But I want to room with my Clyde," she said, gathering a round of blushes and protests. In the end, she and Natalia were placed in a room with two beds.

  "Out here, you must be protected at all times, Highness," Natalia said to the glowering young woman.

  Clyde decided before changing into his robe, he’d check out the building. It didn’t let him down—every cliché and trope possible was there. Men, women, and mixed areas that contained easily swappable signs. Ping pong tables and fridges with cold milk. There were even a few rooms that were ancient Japanese-style. This place left no doubt about the trope. Somehow, he found himself appreciating it—walking around and admiring the design styles.

  He decided mixed bathing went without saying. But which signs will be swapped? Which girl would he accidentally walk in on?

  If he was being honest with himself, Tear or Yuki are among the biggest jackpots. Kitome would probably kick him in the balls. She had to be…tsundere or something. One minute, she’s a feisty death sentence, the next she’d be buttoning up Clyde’s shirt like some wife.

  And yet…while vulnerable, she was damned cute. And for once, he could allow himself these thoughts since they were on a two-day vacation and not fighting for their lives.

  Clyde heard husky breathing and the click of a lock only seconds before Chika tackled him to the bed.

  [Volume 3.] Episode 17 (Part 3)

  Chika kissed Clyde while stroking his horn. The slender silver-haired young woman looked at him with twinkling grey eyes filled with lust. She let her robe fall, revealing nakedness. And he could see that the girl was already super wet—fluid oozing down her legs.

  "What should I do first?" she said then beamed at him with a poster girl smile. "I’ve read about…hmm, maybe fifteen hundred different sex positions. I’ve also brought…tools, though I forgot them in my room. So much to do and no interruption from Mom or Dad." She licked Clyde’s neck in a way that made him tense. His erection was steeled to break bricks.

  "Still sore," Clyde reminded her. "I didn’t get into the hot springs yet."

  "I’ll be gentle," Chika said, grinning evilly. He gulped. "We can go in after this round. And do ten in the springs."

  She didn’t give Clyde a chance to reply, kissing and mounting. She let a gasp, breathing deepening. The sensation of tightness and the wetness of the sea threatened to make him release his load early. Chika rode slowly, making up her usual speed with wild kisses. She even slipped her tongue into Clyde’s mouth. He tasted mint. "You did this to me," Chika whispered as sped up the ride, but moved carefully, breasts bouncing with the flow. "You pulled away the mask, allowing me to just be myself. You have my virginity, so continue to take responsibility. And I won’t let Alice have you to herself."

  Clyde allowed himself to indulge on a mouthful of breast. Chika moaned, louder and louder as she bounced. The young man tried to cover her mouth, but a devilish grin emerged on the woman’s face as she blocked his feeble attempt.

  "There’s nothing to hide," she said, eyes revealing yandere mode. "Everyone will hear our song."

  She rode harder and moaned loudly, almost exaggerating it.

  "Oh! Clyde! Yes! Harder! Harder!"

  "Are you fucking nuts?" Clyde hissed, then fough
t through the soreness to cover Chika’s mouth. Chika licked his fingers, uncaring. She leaned over, pressing her soft breasts firmly against his chest. His horn began to twitch. She knew she’d turn him on even further. Clyde grabbed her ass, one cheek per hand, and guided her ride. They both breathed heavily, sweating and wildly kissing. The bed shook hard enough to put even a train to shame. This went on like this for an additional fifteen minutes, though to Clyde it felt like an hour. An amazing hour. He kissed Chika.

  That seemed to trigger something, because the silver-haired woman suddenly tightened and convulsed, her song reaching the heavens. Her release covered Clyde’s lap. He followed through, pulling out and unloading.

  His release was definitely unnatural—so much spray into the air. No human on earth could possibly produce this much. Chika laid her head on Clyde’s chest, catching her breath, smiling.

  "I need more," she said, "but let’s go relax in the hot spring. Mixed bathing or I’ll drag you into the girl’s side."

  Somehow, some of his soreness was gone as he stood. Not completely, but the rumble with Chika somewhat helped. He decided to no longer involve science in the line of his thinking.

  [Your endurance has increased by 12.]

  [Word of how you defeated the Ashfall family has finally spread and continues to do so like a wildfire. Your reputation has increased to level 3- you may be worth listening to.]

  [The second Omen’s sphere continues to resonate with your body. Unknown benefits. Hidden stat revealed: regeneration. +1 to Regeneration. Current regeneration is 10.]

  "Endurance is my largest stat," Clyde flatly muttered under his breath.

  "Hmm?" Chika said softly.

  "Nothing," Clyde said. "Let’s go."