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Allen finished his stream and couldn't help but laugh at the faces of his viewers. There were many confused people, some laughing, and a few even thought Allen had completely lost his mind.

2B prepared a hot water bath in the luxury apartment that Allen had acquired thanks to Cecil. Soon, Allen undressed with the help of his "Maids" 2B and Esdeath, who had a slight blush as she remembered the kiss he had given her earlier.

Allen put on a towel and took both girls' hands. There was no need for more words. 2B began undressing naturally, while Esdeath seemed embarrassed by her master's gaze.

With both women, Allen entered the bathtub to relax. 2B took a sponge and started cleaning his body, something that wasn't really necessary since Allen rarely got dirty or sweaty, so these customs were more for pleasure, like the dolls that sleep despite not needing it.

Esdeath took another sponge and did the same as 2B, while Allen remembered their previous actions.

"I still have the touch, haha..."

Artoria appeared floating in her chibi form, crossing her arms and sighing. "Honestly, for a moment I thought you'd lost your mind, Allen"

Rebecca also appeared floating with her hands behind her neck. "I even did a CT scan on you just in case you had hit your head..."

Harley rolled in the air while laughing. "Hahaha, Daddy often complains about the trolls in his chat, but you're worse when you try!~"

Bocchi peeked shyly over the edge of the bathtub. "Why did you do that? Is there a reason?"

Allen smiled at Bocchi, making her hide again.

"I've noticed that as time passes, my streams are getting darker, I'm not the same as before… I don't know, I just wanted to mess around on camera..."

Days passed, and Allen got involved in increasingly worse situations. He had the strength to deal with it, but it was true that recently many deaths happened in front of his cameras. He felt like a different man, no longer the enthusiastic young guy he once was. More responsibilities, more problems to handle.

Allen had changed and was sure of it, but there was a desire to remind everyone that, no matter how different he seemed, his essence was still within him. Even if he appeared more mature and intimidating, he could still make others laugh, he could still entertain, he could still make jokes or create absurd situations, because at his core, he was a content creator whose purpose wasn't to defeat powerful enemies or do unimaginable things, but to make people smile and help them have a good time. To make them forget their problems and just say, "This son of a... is a troll, haha."

Allen rested his arm on the edge of the whale while smiling slightly. His appearance had, at some point, gone from being cute to older women to leaving them breathless with his mature charm.

"It was a good live stream, wasn't it..." Allen narrowed his eyes with laziness, satisfaction, and a bit of longing as his jet hair lightly covered his pupils in a deep wine hue. Water was trickling down his body lines, and his muscles were already showing on his body that had gone from being slender to being more robust.

"..." Esdeath stopped moving her hands as her eyes focused on Allen's slight smile, genuinely happy that he could still be funny and silly for his audience, even if it was rare and he had to do it on purpose.

2B stopped moving and got closer to him. Allen noticed and straightened up to embrace her beauty.

"I never stop thinking about how beautiful you are." Allen removed the blindfold from 2B's eyes to see her blue eyes.

"Master~" she blushed helplessly as her pupils dilated. To 2B, Allen was her master, and anything he desired, she would give him.

2B was an android created to protect humanity. But a long time ago, she had abandoned that purpose when she realized not all humans deserved protection and that there were cruel and horrible people. She decided to protect only one person, and that person was her master, with whom she unknowingly fell in love.

It's not that she didn't realize her feelings, of course, she knew, but she always refused to accept them completely, believing she didn't have the right. She was created as a weapon, and her greatest achievement would be to die someday so her master could survive.

Allen kissed her, and as their tongues intertwined, she clung to him. For a moment, she imagined a future where she wore a wedding dress at the altar, then an image of her holding a baby. 2B quickly pushed those thoughts away. She wasn't a human girl; she was an android. She could accompany her master in bed and serve him like a lover, but aspiring for more was out of the question.

Allen noticed that 2B seemed slightly sad but was hiding it well. He didn't want to invade the minds of his girls to know what they were thinking. He respected that if they didn't say something, they had their reasons, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to figure it out if the opportunity arose.

"2B..." Allen lifted the girl's chin. "I consider you my woman, not a tool or a toy..."

"...!" 2B trembled as she looked away, hiding her face. "Master... I will be whatever you desire."

Allen chuckled, knowing 2B couldn't be honest yet, but he was patient. He would wait for the day she would willingly and proudly say that she was his woman.

Allen hadn't forgotten about his other beautiful companion. He extended his hand and pulled Esdeath into his chest. Neither of them had clothes on, so their contact was skin-on-skin, but that didn't matter, given their relationship, which surpassed the intimacy of being an official couple. Esdeath hadn't openly expressed her feelings, perhaps because of how things had ended in her world, and being rejected until the end had left her reluctant to express how she truly felt.

'Since when?' Esdeath thought as her body leaned against his. Since when did her heart race every time she looked him in the eyes? Since when was she unable to resist all his desires? Since when had she stopped disobeying him? Since when had she longed for and treasured every second he showed her affection and interest?

Esdeath was once a woman who would do anything to get what she wanted, but she couldn't be like that with him. Even leaving out of the equation the overwhelming difference in strength, she felt unable to resist him. Her body didn't want to oppose him, her heart didn't either, and she was only deceiving herself by trying to maintain a cold facade when all she really wanted was to be embraced by him.

She closed her eyes and let him kiss her. 'This is fine~'

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(A/N: it should go an R18 scene here, but I didn't like the quality when I finished it, so I'm going to rewrite it and post it in another chapter, sorry guys).

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The next morning, Allen woke up after kissing both girls in his bed, he stood up. 2B, being so resilient and responsible, was exhausted from the previous night, so this time he would need other maids to replace her.

That said, Wednesday was standing next to his bed to help him get dressed.

"Master..."

Her tone was dry and cold, not because she disliked her work but because of her personality. She went from holding the title of wife in the world of Harry Potter to being his maid.

"I see you even put on the maid outfit..."

Allen looked with amusement and desire at Wednesday; she was not embarrassed; instead, she smiled provocatively but quickly returned to her usual expressionless look. Unlike a normal maid outfit, the apron she wore was black, making it look more like a goth loli-style dress than a maid's uniform.

"I'd rather you burned me in boiling oil."

"I'm not sure if that would be a punishment or a reward."

The Addams family had a very twisted view of the world, where pain, sadness, misfortune, suffering, and other disasters were seen as positive visits. Wednesday smiled slightly and knelt while taking his socks.

It was inevitable that this situation would be suggestive given that his beautiful Gothic maid was kneeling in front of him while he was naked. But luckily he had had a satisfying night with two beauties, so he was able to control his urges.

"Do you enjoy seeing me submissive and in front of you?..." she asked with an expressionless face, but her eyes were bright and hid something warmer.

Allen took Wednesday's hand and pulled her into a hug.

"I still haven't said it properly, but I'm glad to have you back..."

"...!"

The girl bit her lips. "Yes... it won't happen again..." Using all the willpower, she had not to do something that would embarrass her. Still, she didn't show reluctance and silently returned the hug.

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Allen went to the kitchen with Wednesday behind him. Makima was preparing breakfast.

"Good morning Makima"

"Hi, I see you need to replenish all the testosterone you lost last night~" Makima teased.

Allen felt the day was very strange. Having Wednesday help him get dressed and Makima cooking should've been the most surreal part of his day.

Makima smiled with disdain. "If you hadn't knocked out the super maid, I wouldn't have to do this~"

"Ah..." Bocchi appeared from the hallway, still sleepy, and when she saw Makima with an apron in the kitchen, she froze. "Makima-san is cooking?!"

"Nun, what's up, Bocchi-chan?" Nokotan appeared behind Bocchi, but when he saw Makima in the kitchen, he also went pale.

Makima, a demon who usually wasn't bothered by anything, was offended. "What's the problem? For your information, I can cook like any human, I just haven't had the chance."

Bocchi-chan imagined Makima cooking people in a pot while smiling in a motherly way.

"I'm not hungry..." Bocchi tried to turn around, but Makima placed her hand on her shoulder. "Today I made a Japanese-style omelette for you, Hitori-chan. You're not going to leave, right?"

Bocchi obediently sat at the table. Allen didn't complain and also sat next to Bocchi to pet her head. The breakfast was unexpectedly normal, which made all the girls surprised.

"Honestly, I was expecting a head to be the main dish," Albedo mocked.

"Ara~ if you'd like, it could be your head..." Makima replied coldly.

Albedo's face contorted, "Huh?! You can try!"

Artoria and Rebecca remained calm, used to this kind of situation between the girls. Harley laughed, while Nokotan and Bocchi turned into chibi versions and hid behind Allen's sword.

[It's nice to have a harmonious breakfast.]

'That's right...'

[Allen, before you drink the coffee, I don't know if you noticed, but the milk bottle says 'whole milk,' yet the product isn't entirely milk...]

'Huh?!'

[Well, it is, but they added some artificial additives to dilute it, probably to cut costs...]

"You're telling me I've been scammed?"

All the girls turned to look at Allen, who was holding his coffee cup with a furrowed brow.

[Well, just the milk... isn't that normal?]

"I spent my hard-earned money in good faith, and now I've been scammed?"

The girls didn't understand what had happened, but it was obvious that Allen was going to suffer.

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In New York State, there are numerous milk factories and dairy processing plants. The dairy industry is a vital component of the state's agricultural economy, with approximately 3,000 dairy farms producing more than 15 billion pounds of milk annually, positioning New York as the fifth-largest milk producer in the country.

What does this information have to do with anything?

Allen was leaving one of those milk processing plants on the outskirts of New York. Behind him, a scruffy man in a suit with a toupee was crawling, trying to cling to Allen's legs, but Allen kicked him away with disgust.

"Ah! I'm sorry, Mr. Walker, please don't shut us down!!"

Allen, irritated, pointed to one of the ID badges on his own shirt. "Tell me, what does this say?"

The man trembled but obeyed, "Inspector of the New York State Department of Agriculture and Markets (NYSDAM)."

"Of course, I now belong to this organization, and we supervise the dairy industry statewide!" Allen pointed to another badge as the man turned pale. "And this one?"

"D-Department of Health of New York State... sir."

This department ensures that dairy products meet sanitary regulations and labeling requirements and is responsible for inspecting dairy products sold in retail.

"Correct..." Allen said coldly. "And this ID badge here?"

"S-Service of Animal and Plant Health Inspection (APHIS - USDA)."

They control the health of dairy livestock and the quality of raw milk.

"Correct, Mr. Evans. After inspecting your product, I realized you're deceiving consumers..."

"I CAN EXPLAIN!"

Allen gave another kick to the general manager and shareholder of the company in question.

"Explain what? That you bribed several officials to allow you to sell your crap as real milk at a lower production cost by using milk imitation?!" Allen put his boot on the terrified man's head. "Don't worry, I'll lock up those corrupt people too... but you won't get away!"

"I... I..."

"Listen, I don't like being scammed. I trusted you, bought your product, and when I found out I was deceived, I came from hell for you..."

"Ahhh!"

Allen zapped the man with a shock comparable to a taser, then pulled out handcuffs and arrested him.

"It wasn't so painful when you stuffed your pockets with that extra money, right?"

Allen made a large "CLOSED" stamp appear and slapped it on the door.

Gwen saw that Allen had started the stream at an irregular hour, and when she opened the screen, she saw him hitting a man who was crying pathetically. "Did Allen come from Chicago to shut down a dairy company just because he found out the milk he was using to add a little extra flavor to his coffee wasn't real whole milk?"

MJ, eating while enjoying the spectacle, replied, "It's worse than that, he also arrested several officials for accepting bribes..."

Felicia mocked while taking a bubble bath, "Seeing a group of SWAT breaks into a town hall like crazy was a very surreal scene."

Tearyu/Mystique laughed while grading some exams, "I wonder if the one who gave him that power regrets doing it?~"

"Cecil? Nah, without me, he'd have to rely on a hormonal teenager to protect the world from Viltrumites. he can't fire me," Allen snorted and began walking away.

Speaking of the devil, Cecil called him at that moment.

"Walker, where are you?"

"In New York..."

"How fast can you get to Mount Rushmore? There's a lunatic who thinks he's a god and wants to destroy it."

"Can't you send someone else?"

"No one would get there faster than you, and you forgot that yesterday you beat up the new guardians, they're still not in top condition."

"Fine..."

Allen hung up, and the system opened a door to the famous Mount Rushmore. Upon arrival, he felt a tremor in the ground as people ran from the famous monument. An old, bald man with a crazed look laughed while flying. He was dressed in red with a lab coat, and the most eye-catching thing was a pair of bracelet-like gloves on his wrists, from which his powers emanated.

"You've come to pray at this obscene monument? They were oppressors, racists, and slave owners; I give you a new god worthy of worship. Bow before Doc Seismic!"

"Wow, a scientist with a god complex, how original..." Allen mocked as he appeared behind the man, on the ground. The people ran around him.

The man was startled. "Ah! Who are you?! Wait, I know you... you're that arrogant brat who's become popular, The Regulator?"

"I wouldn't call myself arrogant, more like proud."

"AND WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?!" the man screamed with contempt as he slammed his bracelets together, creating an gravity wave that shook the ground and cracked beneath Allen's feet.

Allen smiled and stamped his foot on the ground using his telekinesis to suppress the earthquake and restore the ground to its original state.

"Impossible!"

"To answer your question, it's quite simple, I have the power to back up my words..."

"Damn it!" The man slammed his bracelets together again, creating another gravity wave directed straight at Allen. "Brat, you'll understand that I'm invincible!"

Allen created an electromagnetic field to stop the gravity wave. "No, I'm pretty sure Invincible was beat up by me yesterday... Doc Simi."

"I'm Doc Seismic, not Simi! Damn it, just die!"

Seismic had never been more annoyed with anyone than with Allen, so he pressed his bracelets to create the biggest earthquake in history.

Allen simply laughed, "As I said before, I don't know why, but all the scientists I know tend to go crazy and develop god complexes..."

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A/N: A mad scientist with a god complex, he's like the fifth in this story hahaha

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