Villains' Sisters Yearn for my Copious Mana

Chapter 27: An unexpected reaction

Max was in a peculiar realm.

He floated in blue energy, which was similar to the ocean. It was bright, akin to aqua, giving Max a feeling like it was a day outside. But as he knew where he exactly was, Max focused intensely on his state.

He was in his soul.

Max learned about this unique concept from Zamira. She told him to collect memories of other people into his soul. In this way, the memories would influence his body, and he could study them more easily.

Of course, Max didn't have any problems creating the skill, Memory Collection, let alone entering his soul.

He was surprised by infinite mana's appearance, how it felt, and how he floated in the middle of it.

Max was quite far from the ocean's surface and even the depths. His position was fixed in a perfect middle. But Max's body suddenly spun when he started utilizing his skill, calling Zamira's memories about the draconian standard battle style.

He swirled in his ocean, unable to look at the memories coalescing above him on the water's surface.

"What is going on?!" Max shouted, not being able to control himself.

Everything spiraled in his mind, which stopped him from learning battle style from Zamira's memories. And as the speed increased, Max not only couldn't move, but he also couldn't think properly.

Before losing absolute control over his soul, Max dispelled the skill, waking up in his real body on Earth.

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Max woke up in a peculiar position. He felt something soft wrapped around his face and someone's hand holding back of his head as if pressing him further into pleasant softness.

And as a familiar fragrance filled his nose, Max understood his position.

He was in Zamira's bosom, which was as soft as he imagined.

After lifting his eyes up, Max noticed Zamira's worry. She looked over him with slightly narrowed, concern clear in her beautiful eyes.

"I'm fi-"Max wanted to reply to her, but he realized that his lips had been quivering, giving him difficulties speaking. His whole body was cold and wet as if Alice had poured a bucket of cold water on him. He was naturally trembling.

His pale skin reached dangerous colors, akin to purple bruises, around his chest and forehead, which were important points in the players' anatomy.

Max breathed heavily, trying to collect his composure.

"Don't move," Zamira whispered, her hold on him getting stronger. With so much strength in her little hands, Zamira utterly stopped Max from thrashing around, let alone standing up.

She stroked his wet hair, whispering, "You need a rest."

Alice had been staring at them from the side. She didn't say anything, for Max's state was serious. She didn't even think of commenting on her sister's blunt move, making her seem like Max's lover.

At first, she really wanted to comment on that. But as Max continued to show worse signs, Alice grew worried.

It was also a perfect chance to free themselves from Max's Dragon Tamer skill, yet no twin thought about it.

After roughly an hour, Max sat on the sofa, "Thanks, Zamira…." He chugged a whole bottle of water, asking for more.

The blue-haired twin nodded without remark, going to the kitchen for more.

In the meantime, Zamira asked about Max's visit to his soul. Even though it was his first journey to such a special place, everyone could visit their 'hearts'. Nothing wrong should happen from that alone.

Thus, Zamira inferred that this sudden reaction was caused by two things. First was Max's inexperience, and the second was the draconian battle style.

The latter was a high technique, even though most dragons used it regularly. Dragons were a strong and unique race; the dragon slayers were proof of it as no one would create the universe organization for just one goal.

And Max's inexperience was self-explainable.

Max confirmed Zamira's thoughts, "At first, I was floating in something like a blue ocean. It was pretty light, not dense at all… No… The depths were dense, while the surface was pretty light as if it was sunny outside.

I wanted to utilize the new skill next… Everything went awry when your memories about the battle style started coalescing on the ocean's surface.

I just spun around, not having any control at all…" Max explained.

He was also in a shock, the first time losing himself like that. He disregarded nearly all his cautiousness, even though he was not that close with the twins. But as Zamira had embraced him, Max felt her worry and warmth.

It was somewhat touching. He hadn't expected to feel those emotions so early, yet Zamira proved to be a girl with a warm heart.

Even Alice showcased her concern, for her usual energetic self was gone. She wasn't interested in phone or TV but hovered her eyes on him, her stare enough to turn [Mana Read] into a passive skill just so Max could sense her worry.

And with this short event, Max's heart took a significant shift.

He had genuinely fallen for these two, no longer just wanting to keep the family big out of his emptiness and lust.

'It's so easy to fall in love… That's why I have to engrave your golden rule in my heart, grandpa,' Max whispered, feeling much better.

Zamira then collected her thoughts, ready to convey all she had inferred, "You can create skills out of nowhere, and those are a perfect fit for you… If you make a skill similar to my battle style, you can utilize it without problems.

But you will miss many valuable points," Zamira added.

Max nodded, "I know… And this unusual reaction confirmed my thoughts. There's much more to mana than I understand. I will continue to use this soul concept and Memory Collection every day.

I must not run away from something I can't control or casually create," Max's eyes flashed with resolution as he uttered those words.

The twins smiled in their unique ways; Alice's lips curved up widely akin to a sneer, while Zamira softly smiled, looking relieved.

Max turned his eyes to the red-haired dragon, "Will you keep an eye on me? That would require you looking after me every day, though.

I can get pretty stubborn," Max straightforwardly whispered.

Zamira smiled brightly, "I will."

And from the side, Alice pouted, feeling what Zamira had felt during her spar with Max.

These two were really twins in this case.

And both naturally didn't talk about it with each other.

Yet, Max could see through them as if their hearts were open like books. He smiled genuinely from the bottom of his heart, for those twins were already into him, just like he had taken a liking to them.

"It's time for some gaming. We will proceed with our plan," Max whispered.

Zamira looked at him, from top to bottom, for the last time, "Are you sure? You can rest for a little more."

"It's fine," Max reassured her, "I'm pretty strong."

"Hah," Alice chuckled.

"You forgot our spar already?" Max squinted his eyes, starting a new argument with Alice that lasted for around ten minutes, which was more than it ever should be.

But after this additional rest, it was indeed time for some gaming!

The fake world had much more real treasures waiting for Max and the twins to snatch them all!