Hp: a tour

A/N: sorry for the irregular updates, The new medication 💊 is messing with me a little bit.

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**[Harry Potter]**

What would you do if you had the power to do anything? Be anyone? All within your fingertips?

Would you make yourself the richest man in the world?

Would you make yourself the strongest?

Or maybe you would like to use said power to make all the beautiful women fall in love with you? Like some overly horny virgin shut-in NEETs usually tend to do in fanfictions?

Or would you do what self-righteous people usually say they would? Cure incurable diseases? End world hunger? Save the planet from climate change?

You know the usual bullshit they spout when they see rich and powerful people flaunting and try to act like they wouldn’t do the exact same thing if they were in their shoes…

Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter because in the end, that was just a rhetorical question…

Sigh, I have been getting more philosophical these past few days—Ij guess that’s what happens when you have the authority to do whatever you want with the world.

Yeah, this authority is starting to be more of a nuisance than anticipated…

Do you know how hard it is to keep a hormonal teenager with too much power in check? Too hard.

The amount of self-control I’ve been exercising is too much for my young, hormonal self.

I am going to need to start acting more like my age soon, aren’t I?

I don’t think I would have been able to stay this calm If I didn’t have a daughter to take care of—

It’s all thanks to her keeping me busy that I am able to keep myself in check.

That and studying the different applications of said authority, but that’s for later.

After all My daughter was starting to show the results of all that milk she drinks . She’s starting to stay awake more, move and fuss more, and if I’m not wrong, she’s starting to catch on to more details like language cues, behavior, and stuff.

Nothing too drastic—she’s still a toddler—but my latest growth examination results showed a marginal improvement in her brain and mind’s ability to handle sensory feedback, which is great news to me.

Anyway, let’s focus on what I have to do next.

Now I have a new continent to visit with her on our shopping tour. It doesn’t matter if she’s asleep at the moment; what matters is that I promised her one yesterday, and I’m keeping said promise.

I’ve already toured most of the U.S. and Europe and bought at least five pieces of clothing from each country, with one being a traditional outfit just because I can, and because I believe my daughter will look cute in them— But that’s just me satisfying my ego.

And now it’s time to start the Asian side of the tour, starting with Japan. Don’t ask why—it’s definitely not because it’s the land of anime and cosplays—Definitely…

Hmm, let’s start with Kyoto. At least there I’ll find more supernatural variety there if the devil net is to be believed.

What did they call it again? Japan’s new supernatural trading hub or something, right? I don’t know; I’m not really focusing on recalling the name at the moment.

Why, you ask? Oh, it’s nothing, really. Just a dragon god of infinity standing there staring at me.

Nothing to worry about…

…

…

“Yes, miss? Do you need something?” I asked the underdressed loli standing in front of me. This is really not how I imagined meeting the second-strongest being in the world. Or is it third now?

“You. Help me kick the Red One out of my home…” she demanded. Now, if I was lesser person I would have been offended by the way she asked, but I was not.

No, really—I was actually quite intrigued by her nature, so I didn’t pay even a third of my attention to her mannerism.

“You… why are you awake? Shouldn’t you be in an evolutionary sleep right now?…” I asked, completely ignoring her demands. I was very intrigued by her incomplete nature.

Her eyes widened slightly, as if surprised that I could tell. Then she stared at me more intently for a few seconds before nodding. “…Idiot Red took my home…now it’s too noisy. Can’t sleep… ” she replied, as if that was all the information I needed.

It could have been, had I had more time with my authority. But I didn’t.

There’s a reason I haven’t used my authority for anything more than transportation yet: it’s too much for my soul to handle.

I’m still in my adaptation period, after all, thus I can’t do more than a few little tricks. So yeah, fighting gods is gonna have to wait.

“Hmmm, I see.” I rubbed my chin and nodded as if I understood “How about you visit me later, and we can figure out how to help you?” I asked. She tilted her head, blinking a few times before nodding and disappearing.

Oh, what an interesting way of travel…

*Sigh.*

I sighed a little as I too faded from reality.

‘An ordinary human would freak out if they saw this,’ I thought randomly… Truly, this new method of transportation is cool. Much cooler than Infinity’s, at least. She just disappears; I, on the other hand, look like I fade into nothingness—slowly losing color until I simply vanish.

It’s a new teleportation method I created for maximum comfort—and cool effects—I call it Reality Shifting (name pending), where I go from point A to point B without the risk of waking up a sleeping baby or making her feel uncomfortable.

Appearing somewhere in Kyoto, I looked down to check on the baby carrier where my daughter slept strapped to my chest. I nodded to myself, good she’s still sound asleep.

I raised my head and scanned the area before walking toward where I felt more activity. My movements were slow and easy, even though my speed was anything but. I was crossing a thousand meters per step—though that’s just me using my domain to bend space as I see fit.

The place I arrived to looked like a crossover between modern and old shopping districts: modern shops and malls on one side, traditional storefronts and stalls on the other.

It was a bizarre yet beautiful sight—the constant movements on the streets, the sound of people bargaining, or children laughing, the smells of all kinds of food, the way everything clicked together—so simple and random that creates a homely feeling to it.

The streets were clean, and I sensed hidden figures I had no doubt were here for security.

Smiling as a kid ran past me with cotton candy, I headed toward a shop to start picking new outfits.

‘I should buy a shrine maiden outfit for her. I’m sure she’d look cute in one. Or maybe one of every color? Hmm, decisions, decisions…’

I was interrupted halfway through my shopping by a cat person—or was it a nekomata?—eh not important. It was just a guy with black cat ears, tail, and eyes, wearing a ninja-like balck costume.

‘ do they not have a different color?’

“Sigh. What do you want?” I asked, knowing full well I looked like a madman talking to air because the one I was talking to was actually a few meters behind me.

“…Sage-sama, the council of youkai requests your presence…” said the guy who’d been stalking me for a while now.

“Go tell this ‘council’ I don’t have time for them today. I’m busy shopping,” I replied, walking toward a shop displaying cosplay outfits.

“…Sage-sama, I can’t do th—” The nekomata ninja wannabe froze mid-sentence when I turned my head toward him.

I saw his tail bristle like a frightened cat’s as he leaped back meters. “Go tell whoever you report to not to bother me today,” I said softly, smiling softly —a stark contrast to my cold green eyes and chilling aura.

This intimidation tactic—inspired by manga—is really effective, isn’t it?…

I turned back and continued my quest to buy my daughter some magical girl costumes.

She’d look very cute in those too wouldn’t she?