Reborn as an Evolving Space Monster: Harem Of Otherworldly Beauties

"I heard you were leaving soon." Cero muttered.

Minutes had passed. The two were still seated on the same couch.

"The Prime Minister told you?" Roka asked with a slight frown.

"He mentioned it in passing. I don't know where or why though."

"I need to leave for Jin soon."

"The… Place that tried to buy Wor?"

"Uh, yeah." Roka answered with a shrug after a short pause. "They did kind of try to buy us."

"Why are you going?"

Hearing that Jin was the destination, Cero quickly became interested.

"Wor and Jin have been in negotiations for the full duration of our mission. It's a wonder that the Prime Minister didn't bend to them after so long. Still, he made promises that cannot be kept, since we don't need them anymore. As such, I'm supposed to leave personally for Jin and… Be an emissary, I guess."

Cero frowned silently for a moment.

"You're not going there to apologize, are you?"

"No, not exactly." Roka scratched her elbow. "If anyone else were to go, they would have to apologize. If it's me or someone else who partook in the mission, then obviously… Apologies wouldn't be necessary."

"Aha."

"Plus, since I and, obviously, everyone else are Heroes and are now famous, nothing bad can happen to us."

"They wouldn't dare do something, you mean."

"Yeah."

Cero scratched his chin, the corner of his lips curling up mischievously.

"I don't see much of the fame's effects though." He said while looking around. "You would think that a famous hero wouldn't be living with mom."

"We've been back for less than two days. Give me a break."

"A lot happened during those two days." Cero muttered.

"Yeah? You had a good time?" Roka asked, before suddenly remembering that… Yeah, a lot has happened.

"It's great, I love it here on Wor." Cero nodded. "Plus, I get to be your roommate, which is nice… Even though I'm just crashing on the sofa."

"Yeah, sorry about that." Roka scratched her head. "Beats sleeping in the vault though, doesn't it?"

"No," He shook his head. "Not according to Lith."

The two chuckled for a bit.

"The sofa is surprisingly comfortable though."

"Yeah?"

"It really is." Cero nodded. "I slept so well it was almost confusing."

"I see… That's good to hear…" Roka muttered while looking away. 'Had he not slept so well, he might have woken up… Thank you, couch, for being so comfortable!'

The massage that had been performed by the MILF, Rekka, no doubt was a contributor in making Cero's sleep better.

"How long are you going away for?"

"It should take me a week to get there, then I'll spend maybe 3 days on Jin, then a week to come back. Those three days will be tough to go through though."

"Why is that?"

"Well… Wor and Jin have a complicated relationship."

"I don't doubt that, with what they tried to do."

"To be fair, it was complicated even before that. They're a much more advanced civilization, and they love using us for cheap labor… Even when pretty much everything can be handled by their AIs."

"They got robots?"

"Yeah, so to say." Roka nodded. "Though you should keep in mind that Jin's AIs are made to fill jobs and manpower. As such, they aren't incredibly advanced. Other civilizations have much more complex AIs that are pretty much regarded as citizens and people. Referring to those as robots would be highly offensive and could get you in trouble."

"Right…" Cero slowly nodded. "Since when do you care about offensive things? I remember you being incredibly… What's the word?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Misandrist?"

"I am not!"

"Yeah, you are." Cero said, nodding repeatedly.

"No, I'm not! I mean… Maybe under super stressful circumstances and in super dangerous situations in which a guy decides to complain and do nothing?"

"So you hate men."

"I do not!"

"Roka…" He stared her. "You don't have to lie to me."

"Don't do that." Roka said, pointing at him. "Don't do that!"

"It's just me. You're just talking to plain old Cero. It's fine, I'm not gay. We can hate men together."

"I do not hate men!"

"Apart from Kris, Bak, and the Prime Minister… I kind of dislike them all."

"That's because you only know like 5 men."

"That's more than enough."

"I think you hate men more than I do!"

"So you admit to hating them!"

"I knew it." Roka muttered, not hearing him. "A man's worst enemy is another man. No one hates a man more than another man." She shook her head repeatedly.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Isn't that… Like a thing?"

"A thing? What thing?"

"Yeah, men hating men, you know? Like secretly hating them?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, for example, uh…" Roka thought for a moment, gazing at the ceiling. "Like how if a guy gets super fat, then his skinny friends will tell him that he looks even better now and that he should eat as much as he wants cause he's perfect the way he is, regardless of how he looks?"

"How is that them hating him?"

"Well, it, at least, shows that they don't care enough to say anything. Something like that is what you would say to a stranger that you don't care about and want to get rid of, no? Anyways, I don't know…"

"Of course you don't know." Cero smirked. "You're a virgin. What would you know about men?"

"Uh, I know plenty."

"Really?" Cero turned to face her. "How did you learn then, when you're a virgin?"

"First of all, stop dropping the V word. And second… Well, there is no second. Drop the V word and the subject."

"Fine." Cero sighed. "I guess it's my fault for expecting a virgin to go beyond stereotypes and incel talking points."

"Oh, hell no. Don't call me that."

"An incel?"

"Yeah, don't call me that. I might be a virgin, but I am not that."

"You're not involuntarily celibate?"

"..." Roka felt the pressure. She needed to answer before letting the pause last too long. "No, I'm not. I'm just waiting for the right guy, and, you know, haven't uh… You know?"

"Haven't found him yet?" Cero asked, tilting his head.

"Well, um…" Roka was forced to look away after staring at him for a moment to hide her embarrassment. "Maybe he hasn't found him, you know? I mean, ha.." She chuckled nervously. "W-What is this, the Middle Ages? Why do I have to be the one to find him? M-Maybe he will find me, you know? Like… Who knows, right?"

"Right…" Cero muttered in a low voice. "What if he has already found you?"

The question forced Roka to move her gaze back to him.

'What if he has already found me…?'

She gulped while looking into his eyes. What if…?

"Well, you probably wouldn't notice him anyways." He sighed.

"W-Why do you say that?"

"Because women suck at noticing hints." Cero sighed again, shaking his head. "Not only do women suck at noticing hints, but virgins… Well, virgins just CANNOT get hints."

"Because we don't get hints thrown our way?" Roka pressed her lips against one another, dejected. "Female virginity prejudice is real…"

"No, I mean that you cannot get hints. Like… See them or understand them. At all."

"Yeah, I can!" Roka was almost confused by his words. "Are you calling me dumb or something?"

"No, I'm saying that if I kissed you or took my clothes off right now, you still wouldn't get the hint."

"Huh?"

"We can try it if you want."

"Wait, what are you talking about…?" Roka muttered as Cero stood up.

The next moment, he was standing bare-chested.

"Should I take my pants off?" He asked, stepping closer to her.

"I don't get what you're trying to do." Roka said with a suspicious frown.

Cero got back on the sofa, wearing nothing but his pants.

Additionally, this time, he was sitting really, really close to Roka.

His gaze lingered on her thighs and breasts, before moving up.

He stared into her eyes as she stared at him.

"Um…"

Roka quickly started feeling embarrassed and weird. The silence was just too strange for her.

"You took your clothes off."

"Not all of them." He said, still looking into her eyes.

"Why are you staring at me?" She asked, confused.

"Why do you think?" Cero whispered.

Silent seconds passed.

"Taking your clothes off and staring at me like this…"

"Yes…?"

"Is this your way of saying that you're going to sleep? Do you want me to leave?"

The questions felt like bricks falling from the ceiling and onto his head.

"I-I can take a hint." Roka nodded as she tried to get up.

Just as her butt left the sofa, Cero grabbed her wrist and pulled.

Having been pulled both roughly and suddenly, Roka's mind had gone blank.

The pull had forced her to rotate 180 degrees.

Roka's brain only started working a couple of seconds later.

"Well…" He started.

Roka's face became burning hot as she realized.

She blinked rapidly, her brain glitching.

Roka was sitting on top of Cero, straddling him with her knees digging into the sofa, her hands resting on his shoulders. His face was inches away from hers.

She stared, eyes wide, unsure whether to speak or breathe.

Straddling Cero while she wore nothing but underwear and he nothing but pants.

Her gaze was slowly lowered, running away from his. Unfortunately, staring at his chest and abdominals didn't help in cooling her body one bit.

"Is this enough for a hint?"