What is this Dimensional Chat???

Satria Mansion

Kuoh, Japan

"Give my regards to that dobe. See you next time, Artoria," Satria said, waving nonchalantly.

"Sure," Artoria replied with a slight nod. As her body began to glow, signaling her departure, she turned back to him. "Ah, I almost forgot—Naruto wants you to visit his home later. There's someone named Itachi he wants you to cure. If you heal him, Naruto will help you free the dragon inside you and teach your... ahem, girl how to use senjutsu."

"Yes! Please accept her request, Satria!" Fatalis chimed in, her voice brimming with excitement. "I want to be free from here and play outside with you!"

Satria sighed. "Alright, alright! But seriously, can't he heal him himself? He has Rikudou powers, for crying out loud."

Artoria gave him a knowing look. "Perhaps he wants to test you. You should let go of your hatred for Itachi and try to understand him. You do realize there's more to his actions than meets the eye, right?"

Satria frowned, folding his arms. "Fine, but I still don't get it. He's got plenty of options that don't involve me."

Turning to Kurumi, he asked, "What about you? Are you staying here?"

Kurumi smiled softly. "Sorry, darling, I have to return to my world for a little while. But don't worry—I'll be back soon." Leaning in, she planted a quick kiss on his lips. "Be a good boy and don't cause trouble for Kiyohime-san, okay?"

"Don't treat me like a kid!" Satria pouted, eliciting a giggle from Kurumi.

"Of course, of course. Goodbye for now." With a playful wave, Kurumi disappeared along with Artoria.

As the silence settled in the mansion, Satria sighed heavily. "What am I supposed to do? I can respect someone like Kokabiel, but Itachi... I can't just brush aside what he's done."

Fatalis's voice echoed in his mind, soothing yet teasing. "That's why communication is key, puppy. Things can be resolved if both sides are willing to understand each other. Sure, Itachi made harsh decisions, but have you considered the reasons behind them? There are always people in power who fear change. Imagine if someone like Itachi or Shisui had become Hokage—they would've been far better leaders than most of Konoha's choices. But instead, they chose the foolish path."

"I get it," Satria muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm patriotic, sure, but not to the point where I'd sacrifice my family—the ones who actually care about me. No wonder our neighbors call Indonesia as Konohagakure. We practically run on the same dynasty politics." He sighed, shaking his head in frustration.

Fatalis chuckled warmly, her voice laced with amusement. "Hahahaha! I can't argue with that. The comparison is painfully accurate and... You should give Itachi a chance to redeem himself, puppy," She teased, her tone light but with a hint of seriousness. "You're the Hero of Kindness, after all. Isn't it your duty to bring peace to the world?"

"You're not wrong," Satria admitted, scratching his head. "But first, I need to knock some sense into that idiot. After all, it's my job to maintain peace in the world so I can—uh—relax. I mean, protect—"

He suddenly froze, a chill running down his spine. The air in the room shifted ominously. Before he could finish his thought, an all-too-familiar voice echoed behind him.

"Danna-sama~ Did you have fun today?"

Turning slowly, Satria found Kiyohime looming over him, her lower half transformed into a massive snake tail. Without warning, the tail coiled around him tightly, binding him in place.

"Good luck," Fatalis quipped, her voice laced with amusement as she retreated into the recesses of his mind.

'Hey! Don't just abandon me like this!' Satria internally screamed.

"Uh… Excuse me, ma'am, but what exactly did I do wrong?" he asked with a nervous grin, trying to feign innocence.

Kiyohime's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is when my beloved husband puts on a ridiculous show in front of others?" Her voice was calm, but her grip tightened with every word.

"Ahhh! Too tight! I think something broke!" Satria yelped, a sharp crack echoing through the room as her tail crushed him further.

"You should think about how your actions affect us before doing such foolish things," Kiyohime scolded, her tone more like a reprimanding mother than a loving wife.

"I—I already reflected on my actions! Please let me go, my love… my dear… honey!" Satria pleaded desperately, still unsure what he was being punished for but willing to say anything to placate her.

His pleading only seemed to amuse Kiyohime further. Her expression softened, but her eyes gleamed with something far more dangerous. "Your pitiful face only makes me want to punish you more, Danna-sama."

Before he could protest, Kiyohime dragged him to her room, tossing him onto the tatami with surprising ease.

"K-Kiyohime! Let's talk about this rationally!" Satria stammered, panic creeping into his voice as he realized where this was headed.

Ignoring his protests, Kiyohime shrugged off her kimono, revealing her flawless skin and a figure that left no room for argument. The air grew thick with a musky, intoxicating scent.

Satria gulped audibly, knowing he was in for a long and grueling night. "W-Wait! Somehow... I have a bad feeling about this."

Kiyohime smiled sweetly, though the mischievous glint in her eyes promised anything but mercy. "Oh, don't worry, Danna-sama. I'll make sure you understand perfectly… through experience."

"Now... What should I do to bad boys like you?" Kiyohime thought of a way to punish him, she stood in front of him and unzipped his pants then stroked his dick. Her hand massaged it up and down slowly until pre-cum could be seen from Satria thing.

"Hmmm... Can you do this with your mouth? I... I want to cum in that way." Satria loves how Kiyohime uses her mouth, the sensation of her snake tongue is different than a normal human.

"What a demanding boy but Mommy will take care of your needs, my dear." Kiyohime wrapped her snake tongue in Satria dick and engulfed it inside her mouth.

"Yes... That's how you do it, girl." Satria feels throbbing meat ready to erupt, It's impossible to hold back doing it from Kiyohime extraordinary blow job. "I almost... Swallow it all Kiyohime." He grips her head and unleashes all of it in her mouth.

"Ah~ You cum so much Danna-sama." Kiyohime sucked everything and saw his dick still upright making her horny. She wants his big dick ramming her inside. "Oh my... this little one is still lively." She caresses his dick gently and lay down in front of him. "Come here... It's your turn to satisfy me." She spread her vagina as a sign of allowing him to do it on her, she needs something big and hard to fill her.

Satria gulped, it was the first time he had done this with Kiyohime in her snake form. Honestly, she was a stunning now-giving exotic beauty vibe. He moves forward and thrusts his dick into Kiyohime's pussy.

"Ahhh~ Danna-sama dick is finally inside me!!!" Kiyohime moans as Satria puts his dick on her pussy. She lays on the bed, her tail once again wrapped around Satria's body not letting him go from her clutch, her fair breast wobbling up and down as Satria plunges on her.

"Do you love my dick Hime?"

"Yes!!! Please... Harder... Faster... Deeper... I love you Danna-sama!!!" Kiyohime cannot think of anything except his dick, every time he thrust in her entire body shakes in pleasure.

"If this is enough to make you like this, How about this my love?" Satria vibrated his dick making her moan more loudly.

"No!!! It's too much, my inside is getting broken... If you continue to do this to me." Kiyohime can feel his big dick vibrate on her body, she can't hold this any longer a large amount of juice begins flowing from her pussy.

"I'm gonna release it inside yes?" Satria asks her permission.

"Yes!!! Do it inside, pour all your baby seed into me and let me bear your children inside my womb." Kiyohime can feel his dick become bigger inside her and hit the good spot in every part of her body. She loves this and wants this to continue forever.

"Take it Kiyohime and be pregnant!!!" Satria groans and finally climaxes inside her, something thick floods Kiyohime's wet pussy and she has a satisfied face. With this amount, she may be pregnant but who cares? She is the one who asked me to do it and this one can provide her needs. 

"Kiyohime-san not fair, I want to join you both too."

Both couples see the direction of the voice, they see Valiana wearing bizarre clothes. now consisting of black, strap-like objects (resembling leather) around and under her breasts, a thong-like piece held around her hips by three thin straps, gloves that ran right up her arms with small lengths of chains hanging from them, and wild playthings on her hand.

"Wo... Wo... What is that? Do you want to practice S&M or something like that?" When Satria sees her clothes it reminds him of Fallen Angel's woman clothes.

"As I told you before, I want to show you the new world and Kiyohime-san please hold him like you did before to him." Valiana has a sadistic smile on her face.

"Hmm~ Why not?" Kiyohime understands what she means and holds her Danna-sama tightly between her tail.

"Hey!!! What do you girl want to do to me?!" Satria feels alarmed when sees their sadistic face, they're gonna do something really bad to him for sure.

"Relax... I will be a gentle hubby, Just trust me okay?" Valiana poured a strange liquid on him and put a dildo on her crotch.

"Oh!!! It's so hot!!! I cannot skip this part of my puppy's happiest moment." Fatalis watch with full interest.

"Happiest moment your ass!!! Help me!!!" Satria begs for help but nobody can save him from this situation. "No!!! I don't want this!!! Kiyohime please do something to her." Satria cries out to her, He doesn't want that to enter him.

"Shhh~ Just look at me and everything will be fine Danna-sama. Here are your favourite boobs, just suck on them if it hurts." Kiyohime soothes him and let him suck on her nipple to comfort him. "He ready Valiana-san feel free to do it," Kiyohime said to her sister's wives. 

"Embrace it, Hubby! This is a fitting punishment for a bad puppy like you." Valiana thrust it inside him with enthusiasm.

"Noooooo!!!"

•

Satria woke up between his two naked wives, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He was done. Completely done. And now, he wanted to cry.

My dignity as a man... utterly destroyed. How did it come to this?

He turned his gaze toward Valiana, who was peacefully snuggled up against his chest. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and a vein throbbed on his temple.

'Damn you, Valiana! I'll get my revenge for humiliating me like that. Just wait...'

As if reading his thoughts, Valiana stirred and opened her eyes. "Morning, hubby~ Why does your face look so grumpy? Come here, my baby."

Before he could protest, she pulled his head into her soft, pillowy chest. His grudge momentarily faltered.

"Don't be mad, okay?" she said softly, stroking his hair. "I'm sorry for what I did, but it's your fault for being such a bad boy. You know how much we love you." She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, her voice dripping with affection.

"Hmph… Stupid," Satria muttered, cheeks puffed out in frustration. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't stay angry.

"Fufu," Kiyohime giggled from behind, wrapping her arms around him. "Valiana's right. Reflect on your actions and be the man we can be proud of, Danna-sama. If you do that, we'll shower you with love and rewards instead of punishments."

Satria sighed in defeat. "Fine, fine. For breakfast, I want gyudon. After that, we're planning a trip to another world."

Both women blinked in surprise before lighting up with excitement.

"We're seriously going to another world?!" Valiana sat up, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Where are we headed? Are there strong people there?"

"You have no idea," Satria replied with a sly grin. "This world is similar to ours but far more advanced, and it's teeming with powerful beings."

"How strong are we talking? Stronger than Great Red?" Albion's voice chimed in, intrigued by the prospect.

Satria smirked. "Great Red? That guy is nothing compared to some of the creatures there."

Both Valiana and Albion froze, their minds reeling.

"Something stronger than Great Red?" Albion muttered in disbelief.

Valiana's excitement skyrocketed. "This is amazing! Imagine the battles I can have in that world!"

Satria pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew exactly where this was going. From his assessment, Valiana could handle about 50% of Marvel's stronger individuals, but he didn't want her to focus solely on Marvel. His real target was DC—a world with challenges that could awaken her full potential. He also had his sights set on a certain individual there who might help Valiana unlock her latent power as a descendant of Lucifer.

"Enough daydreaming," Kiyohime interrupted, stretching languidly. "Let's take a bath first, and then we'll discuss the trip. And don't forget to clean this room—it's a mess from last night's... activities."

"Yeah, it reeks of sweat, sex, and sulfur," Valiana teased, wrinkling her nose. "Hubby, take care of it, will you?"

Satria stared at her, aghast. "Didn't you just promise to handle my cleaning duties today? Is my princess's word so easily broken? Unbelievable."

Valiana pouted, snuggling up to him. "Please, hubby~ If you do it, I'll cosplay as a cat girl for you later. What do you say?"

Satria's resolve wavered. "If your friends ever see you like this, they'll lose all respect for you as their leader. I'm sure of it."

Valiana smirked, unbothered. "They'll never find out. And if they do, I'll just erase their memories. If that doesn't work…" She smiled darkly, her aura shifting.

Satria shuddered but couldn't suppress a small laugh. He couldn't stay mad, not when his life was this ridiculous—and oddly fulfilling.

"Fine, fine. But that cat girl cosplay better be worth it," he grumbled, rolling up his sleeves.

Kiyohime and Valiana exchanged victorious smiles. Their beloved Danna-sama was always so easy to convince.

•

After cleaning themselves in the bath and enjoying an unplanned "bonus round," Satria and his wives stepped into the living room, only to freeze.

A small figure sat calmly on the sofa, her piercing gaze locked onto them.

"Who are you, little girl?" Kiyohime asked sharply, her tail coiling defensively. "How did you bypass the magic barrier I placed on this house? It should prevent anyone below the Demon Lord level from even locating us, let alone entering."

The intruder didn't answer immediately, instead adjusting the grip on the sword resting at her side.

"Fran?" Satria exclaimed, breaking the tense silence. "What are you doing here in my world?"

Kiyohime and Valiana turned to him in unison.

"You know her, hubby?" Valiana asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Yes," Satria replied, his tone wary. "She's someone I've told you about before—she's part of the Dimensional Chat members."

Before he could explain further, the petite black cat girl stood, her expression cold and unwavering. She pointed her sword at Kiyohime and Valiana.

"So, thou art the thieving cats who dare to try stealing my Alpha," Fran declared, her voice laced with anger. "I am Fran, the Blade of Satria. I shall not allow you to take what belongs to me!"

"Yours?!" Kiyohime's eye twitched as she summoned her naginata, her tone venomous. "He is mine to begin with, feral cat! Explain yourself, Satria! What kind of relationship do you have with this… child?"

"I… don't know what she's talking about," Satria stammered, holding his hands up in defense. "I announced my relationship to the Dimensional Chat members, and Fran got upset, but I thought it was just a shock! What's going on here, Bobon? Let's talk this out like civilized people!"

Bobon, Fran's sentient sword, chimed in, his voice carrying equal parts irritation and worry. "I don't know, but she's been acting strange ever since we left the dungeon. It's your fault she's like this, Satria!"

"Huh?! How is this my fault?" Satria's voice rose in frustration.

"Idiot." Fatalis's voice echoed teasingly in his mind. "Have you truly not noticed? This girl has strong feelings for you—romantic ones. And now you've gone and paraded your relationships with other women in front of her face. She's not the sharing type, my dear puppy. Good luck handling this one~."

Satria rubbed his temples, feeling a migraine creeping in. "I've always thought of Fran as family—but like a little sister, not a life companion. Why is this happening?!"

Valiana cracked her knuckles, her battle aura sparking to life. "Hubby, step aside. If she wants to fight, I'll gladly oblige. Let our fists do the talking."

"No," Kiyohime interrupted, narrowing her eyes at Fran. Her naginata glinted ominously as she leveled it at the petite warrior. "I will be the one to teach her a lesson. She dared to call me a thief? I'll show her exactly why she can't steal my husband."

Fran raised her sword, her gaze never wavering. "Come at me, then. I'll cut down anyone who stands in my way."

The atmosphere in Satria's mansion grew suffocating as the three women glared at each other, ready to clash. Sparks of power and tension danced in the air, threatening to escalate into a full-blown battle.

"Enough!"

Satria's voice thundered through the room, his tone laced with frustration. He had had enough of their squabble. A surge of his willpower exploded outward, shaking the entire house. The sheer force of his aura froze the women in their tracks, overwhelming them with its intensity.

The shockwave extended beyond the house, rattling the neighborhood. Furniture cracked, fragile decorations shattered, and even unsuspecting bystanders outside fell unconscious.

"As expected," Fatalis purred in his mind. "He possesses it—the quality of a Supreme Ruler."

Realizing the mess he had caused, Satria sighed. "Oh crap, I shouldn't have done that. Excuse me, ladies—I'll be back."

In the blink of an eye, he vanished to clean up the mess outside, straightening toppled structures and ensuring everyone was safe. Moments later, he returned, brushing off imaginary dust from his hands. "Sorry for the wait. Now, where were we?"

The room was silent.

Valiana, still reeling from the overwhelming pressure she'd felt moments ago, stared at him in disbelief. For a fleeting moment, her adorable, mischievous husband had transformed into a being that commanded absolute submission.

'What the hell was that?' she thought, her pride as a warrior trembling. 'He turned into someone—no, something—that made me want to kneel.'

Kiyohime, too, was shaken. Her beloved Danna-sama, usually so playful and silly, had reminded her of his terrifying strength. She clutched her naginata tightly, her hands trembling.

Bobon, who had watched the display from Fran's side, felt a chill run through him. "I almost forgot," the sentient blade muttered. "This is the man who defeated the beast that nearly destroyed our world. He's not just strong—he's a monster in sheep's clothing. Dangerous and unpredictable."

Fran, meanwhile, struggled to keep her balance, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She had resolved to fight for her claim on Satria, but his display of dominance had shaken her to her core. Still, she refused to give in.

Satria, noticing her state, extended his right hand and summoned a golden beam. "Full Moon React," he muttered softly, firing it toward Fran.

The energy enveloped her, soothing the chaotic storm in her mind. Slowly, Fran's breathing steadied, and her tense body relaxed.

"How do you feel now, Fran?" Satria asked gently, his tone calm and reassuring.

Fran hesitated for a moment before rushing to embrace him. "I… feel better now. Thank you, Satria."

He patted her head affectionately. "You can count on me anytime. Now, tell me—what reward did you get from the mission?"

Fran stepped back, her expression thoughtful. "I received the memory of a woman named Malenia," she replied.

Satria blinked, startled by the revelation. "Malenia?" he echoed, a mix of surprise and understanding in his voice. Memories of Elden Ring flashed in his mind—the cursed boss who had driven him mad during countless attempts to defeat her. Malenia, the Goddess of Rot, whose second phase was a nightmare incarnate.

"That explains a lot," he murmured. For someone as young as Fran, inheriting the memory of such a figure would be a monumental burden. "You're incredible, Fran. It's no small feat to endure the memories of the Goddess of Rot."

Bobon, now on high alert, cut in. "Goddess of what? What power are you talking about? Explain this immediately!"

Fran shook her head firmly. "I didn't inherit her power. Only her memories."

Satria studied her closely, his sharp eyes catching the flicker of something unsaid. Fran was hiding something, but he chose not to press the issue—for now.

"Alright," he said, letting out a sigh. "Let's settle this mess once and for all. And after that, we'll talk about our trip to another world."

The tension in the room finally began to ease, though the unease lingered in the back of everyone's minds.

To be continued...