I am the God of Technology



Dante was stunned. Fate? Fated encounter? No wonder Beatrice looked embarrassed as she talked about this, because this was not something he expected to hear from someone like her, even in his wildest dreams. 

He had initially thought up many reasons as to why she might have decided to accept him as her partner, whether it was business, desire, or even some dark, hidden motive. To hear that it was a result of her own metaphysical expectations and beliefs floored him for a bit. 

Beatrice saw his look and her face became a bit flushed. "You probably think it's childish and lame, right?" 

Dante snapped out of his stupor and then nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I do. It's also kind of weird too." 

Beatrice's face fell and her expression became gloomy, practically screaming 'dammit, I knew it!' to Dante. 

However, the fellow smiled at her and gently rubbed her exposed shoulder. "However, I also like it. It makes you more likable, and very cute. That was not a word I could associate with you before and now that I can, I feel much closer to you." 

Beatrice was speechless. 

My brother, could you say everything at once so that you couldn't take my emotions up and down on a rollercoaster-like this? 

"So… what now? I've told you what you wanted." Beatrice admitted as she looked to Dante for direction. 

"Well, usually, it'd be a situation where I would take charge, admit my growing feelings, and push you down in a romantic scene. However, we both know I can't do that yet." Dante smiled as he gently grabbed Beatrice and lifted her. 

The woman was not surprised but looked intrigued. She then smiled slightly when Dante placed her on his lap, with her precious mounds facing him and her butt sitting squarely on his legs. 

Dante wrung his lips. "… your breasts are too big. I have to place you this far down just to have enough space to breathe. Don't you get back pains or something?" 

Beatrice placed her hands on Dante's shoulders and coiled her slender yet thick legs around his waist. "Not really, they kinda feel weightless. Though yeah, I do get annoyed by the physics of them, especially in battle." 

"Huh… well, I guess it's time for me to help you massage them and relieve your burden." Dante stated with a smile as he sized Beatrice up and down. 

Her arms were slender yet full of power despite looking soft, her skin was flawless, not a single line or blemish to be found anywhere as if she were a porcelain doll, and her stomach area was completely flat, with a slight outline of a four-pack. 

Her slender feet featured small calves and a tiny foot that led up to extremely thick thighs full of juicy fat that felt soft to squeeze and rub. 

Above that was a very distinct outline of her crucial path of success hidden by a thin purple thong that could easily be moved to the side with the flick of a finger. 

Behind this were two huge round balls that formed her ass, and Dante used his newfound authority to grasp each half and squeeze. This made Beatrice gasp and lean onto him as her face flushed. 

Her huge breasts pressed against his chest tightly, and he could swear that he could feel her thunderous heartbeat through them. At her SDI, her heart must be more powerful than a nuclear reactor, so it was no surprise that it kicking up its function would be this noticeable. 

Dante himself felt his own pressure kick up, because Beatrice was simply perfectly to his taste physically, and he had been pent up for more than 60 days. Not to mention, he was internally stunned due to how soft the two pieces of flesh in his hands were. 

Rather than two glutei, he felt like he was holding extremely warm and firm pieces of flour dough. He could easily pinch and knead it as he pleased, giving him firm control over its fate and destiny. 

Dante's hands were like unscrupulous bandits, eagerly exploring every inch of her butt that he could grab, and the killer part was that his two hands couldn't actually fit all of it in one go! 

While he was enjoying himself, Beatrice kept trembling and squirming, a slightly noticeable dark spot growing on the front of her thong. She began to move herself along with Dante's warm hands that grasped her backside and her now hard nipples pressed against his chest, becoming stimulated as she rubbed herself on him. 

Dante smiled and took his hands back before pulling Beatrice's head off his shoulder. This allowed him to see her expression, which was full of desire and lust as well as embarrassment and bashfulness. It was the perfect combination to leave any healthy male red-eyed when he saw his partner like this, wanting to fulfill her cravings immediately. 

Dante had to struggle to restrain himself because he knew now was not the time. If he tried it while Beatrice was intoxicated like this, he either wouldn't be able to get it in or would be squeezed to death, where either outcome was unfavorable mentally and physically as it would leave a lot of problems in the aftermath. 

"By the way, what exactly is your SDI? Show me so that I have a goal to fight for." Dante whispered into Beatrice's ear. 

She smiled sweetly and unhesitatingly showed him her own secret, which was her SDI. It wasn't something people shared by heart, and they usually only did so out of necessary obligations… like medical reasons. 

｢User: Beatrice Portinari (ID Number: BEAPORT10977-11-09) 

Age: 21 (Converted to Earth years) 

Race: Pure Human (100% genetic perfection) 

Strength Index: 20,000 (2 million) 

Agility Index: 20,000 (2 million) 

Dexterity Index: 20,000 (2 million) 

Intelligence Index: 20,000 (2 million) 

Constitution Index: 20,000 (2 million) 

Vitality Index: 20,000 (2 million) 

Bionic Level: 25 (Ultra Military Version.) 

Psionic level: 25 (Ultra Military Version.) 

AI Chip level: 15 (Ultra Military Version) 

Superpowers: Gluttony(Broken)(Passive), Devouring(Broken)(Passive), Regeneration(Broken)(Passive).｣ 

Dante sighed internally. It was as heavy as he expected, but not by as much as he feared. He genuinely thought her base SDI would be like 100,000 each and her Bionics boost would be 1000 times instead of just 100 times. 

With her stats like this, he didn't have to wait long. As long as he reached 2,000 points in all stats, he could use his Bionics to boost his SDI by 10 times and achieve the same level as her base self, allowing them to be intimate. 

That was not even factoring in the fact that he might upgrade his Bionics and Psionics as he went forward, because that was totally possible. 

Dante felt relieved and smiled, bringing Beatrice's face closer to his as he kissed her. Beatrice responded immediately and enthusiastically, seemingly having looked forward to this for a long time, and their passion seemed to ignite. 

The two seemed to forget time, space, and reality as they were locked in their inmate embrace, enjoying the flowing heat from each other's bodies and the wealth of emotions coursing through their souls that were expressed through their lips. 

Dante forgot to caress Beatrice's body as he was completely enthralled by their connection like this. Beatrice was also wholeheartedly invested and had gently cupped Dante's head so that she could more efficiently taste her partner's sweet kisses. 

It was a significant few minutes before the two broke off the kiss while panting, their eyes filled with desire and a hint of shock. They never expected it to be so intense and enthralling to be connected like this and they both couldn't help but crave a deeper connection. 

However, Dante smiled bitterly. "If I could, I would make you my woman here and now, using all my feelings and skills to make you enjoy climax." 

Beatrice gently rubbed her lower body against his crotch which had already formed a tent in his pants with a seductive smile. "We may not be able to do that yet, but there are definitely other ways we can experience each other better." 

Dante raised an eyebrow and seemed to be moved. "What do you have in mind?" 

Beatrice got up off his lap and stood. She twirled around, allowing her voluptuous and soft body to be almost fully displayed to Dante, making his already peak arousal increase slightly. 

She then spread Dante's legs apart and knelt in between. Her soft hand rubbed against his tent teasingly as her lively and playful amber eyes bore into his own. 

"Why don't I help you empty the tank? You can't really study hard in school while distracted like this, right?" She offered with a confident smirk. 

Dante was unable to even refuse as she slowly opened his zipper and released the young master, which almost even slapped her in the face due to inertia. She gasped and then gripped it lightly, smiling at Dante with interest. 

"I am going to have a great time with this in the future, I can tell."