Galaxy's Only Triple-S: Five Lords Can't Hold Her novel Chapter 7

The three men stood at the door.

Ardon frowned. His eyes scanned Margaret's face, then moved past her into the room. Raikes had no expression, but his gaze also swept the room quickly. Only Kiran stood a little farther back, his eyes calm behind his glasses—unreadable.

"There was a spiritual power fluctuation just now," Kiran said first. His voice was as businesslike as ever. "The source was your room."

Margaret raised an eyebrow. "So?"

"So we came to check it out." Ardon picked it up. His nose twitched—like he was trying to identify a certain scent. "That fluctuation didn't feel like C-class. At least A-class or higher."

Seeing them like this, Margaret relaxed. No one was actually sensing her current spiritual power. They just thought she had someone hidden in her room.

She almost laughed out loud.

Margaret leaned against the doorframe, crossed her arms, and tilted her head. "Three grown men can't sleep at night, so you run up to my door because you thought you sensed an A-class fluctuation in my room?"

She paused, offering a mocking smile. "What's the matter? Afraid I'm hiding someone? Or afraid I kidnapped your goddess Phoebe?"

Ardon's face darkened. "You—"

"What about me?" Margaret cut him off. "I'm a C-class loser. Your goddess Phoebe could pin me down with one finger. Me—kidnap her? With what? My stunningly beautiful face? I'd scare her unconscious."

Ardon opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Raikes couldn't be bothered with her sarcasm. He just stepped right into the room.

He glanced at the window—closed.

He looked in the closet—open and empty.

"What were you doing in here?" His tone was harsh.

Margaret tugged at her sweat-soaked shirt. "Can't you tell, Mr. Walker?" she said. "Working out. Exercising. You know—just worried that after I divorce you three, one day I might end up dead in some forgotten corner of some planet."

Raikes could hear the sarcasm dripping off every word. His temper flared. His fists clenched. He was about to say something when Kiran cut in.

"That fluctuation just now," Kiran said, his voice as calm as if they were just chatting. "Did you feel anything?"

Margaret turned to look at him. She didn't hate Kiran as much as the others—he was at least the most human of the three.

"Feel what?" she asked.

Kiran said, "Anything unusual. Dizziness. Ringing in your ears. A sudden mental haze."

Margaret's mind stirred. A strange thought crossed her mind—was this guy actually giving her an out? But she kept her face blank. She frowned, pretending to think, "Now that you mention it... My Holo-bracelet buzzed, and then my head got a little dizzy. Why?"

Kiran didn't answer. He just looked at Raikes.

Raikes was quiet for a few seconds. Then he turned and walked out without saying a word.

Ardon froze. "That's... that's it?"

"Confirmed the source." Raikes didn't even look back. "Prime Planet is upgrading its spiritual power relay stations. Some fluctuations are spilling over. Her C-class constitution is sensitive. That's why she reacted."

Ardon opened his mouth, looked at Raikes' retreating back, then at Margaret. Finally, he muttered another curse and followed.

Kiran was the last to leave. At the door, he turned back to look at Margaret. His gaze was very calm, but Margaret felt like he was studying her.

"Something else, Mr. Noah?" she asked. Even though he had just given her an out, she still didn't like any of these three husbands.

Kiran hesitated. Then he said, "You haven't signed the agreements yet."

Margaret blinked. "What agreements?"

Primo suddenly spoke again. "Host, aren't you curious why they sensed an A-class or higher fluctuation instead of recognizing it as S-class?"

Margaret paused. "Yeah, why?"

"Because your spiritual power just activated and is still unstable. Its signature is somewhere between A-class and S-class. Once it stabilizes, the true S-class signature will show."

"Ah, I see." Margaret nodded. "Good. I don't want them finding out too early anyway."

Primo seemed confused. "Host, are you afraid of them finding out?"

Margaret shook her head. "No. I want them to know—but after the divorce is final and I'm completely done with them. Hey, Primo—can everyone detect my spiritual power rank?"

"Not everyone, Host. Only those with higher spiritual power than you—specifically S-class and above—can detect it when the fluctuation is strong. Right now, your power is unstable—somewhere between A-class and S-class—and because it just unlocked, the fluctuation is intense. That's why they noticed it so quickly. Once it stabilizes, they won't be able to sense it at all."

Margaret nodded. "And after I fully stabilize, will I be above them?"

Primo answered honestly, "I don't know, Host. We'll have to wait until your spiritual power stabilizes to find out."

"Fair enough." Margaret didn't dwell on it. She just rolled over and buried her face in the pillow. "Three more days. Money arrives. Then we leave. After that, the sky's the limit."

"Where do you plan to go?"

"No idea," she mumbled into the pillow. "Anywhere off Prime Planet. You said the main mission is exploration—bonus points for new stuff, right? Then we'll just go wherever. I've lived two lifetimes and never been on a real trip."

"Okay, Host. Wherever you go, Primo will be with you."

When Primo said that, Margaret thought of Vex again. And she smiled.

She lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and her lips still held a hint of a smile.