Popularity Poll Results

A resplendent auditorium themed red with golden trim that shimmers bright beneath the warm glow of dimmed lights hanging from the ceiling far above. You're not here to watch a play, however. It isn't even part of the story at all! This is something far more pointless: the results of the Best Girl in YpoHH Poll. The story will return, but for now, it's time for a quick diversion. Without further ado, the lights flash bright and a man appears on stage. It's a familiar figure--a certain traveller from Earth dressed in a white coat with a pair of glasses sitting over his eyes. He speaks into a microphone which reverberates his voice outwards for all to hear.

"Hello and welcome. I know you want to get back to some erotic shenanigans, but you know what's almost as important as breasts? Voting! My name is William Cresswell, and I'll be your host today. If you didn't know, or you didn't find this story before the poll was closed, let me explain. Over on Patreon, two public polls were hosted, one for the main party of three, and one for all the rest. So let's not waste anymore time. We're starting with the Main Party Vote first." He beckons a hand off stage. "Don't be shy. Come on out, you three."

Niki, Amara, and Eva step out to join him, still garbed in their pajamas. Naturally, Eva wraps her arms around her body covered only by a gown as thin as tissue paper, and her face lights up like a Christmas light.

"Wh-What's happening?!" she cries.

"Don't worry. This isn't even canon. You'll be back to your silly exhibitionism before you know it."

"Hey! I--"

He withdraws an envelope from his coat. "So, let's not stall too long. It's time to announce who the best girls among you are, with fans. Don't feel too bad if you lose. People did only have a single vote after all." After popping it open and clearing his throat, he gazes out into the audience. "We got forty votes on this one. That's a lot!"

"You know I'm winning this one," Niki boasts with a grin. "I'm the dark-skinned goddess of war after all. The first one Kyle met. The charming tomboy."

"In first place, with nineteen votes, so about forty-eight percent of people who voted, the gold medal goes to... Amara Tedrilui, the cleric! I guess people really like a sweet-hearted, kind elven girl that will care for them, but totally has a freaky side nobody knows about. Come on, Ms. Tedrilui. Step forwards."

With pink in her cheeks, Amara obeys. "Wow. Thank you very much... but you did not have to say that last part."

"Second place received thirteen votes, so that's roughly thirty-two percent of people. That honour goes to the bouncy bunny who loves being watched, Eva Beela. Congratulations."

Eva steps up and furls her brow. "I do not! But uhm, thank you."

"And lastly, with eight votes or twenty percent, is the ticklish tyrant, Niki Vakila."

She runs up and grabs him by the shoulders. "What do you mean last place. Wait. What kind of title is that?!"

"Hey, hey. I didn't even vote. Please calm down."

Amara pats her on the back. "You are still very popular with many of the people out there, Ms. Vakila. Please do not be sad."

After a moment of struggle, the three main party members leave the stage. Next, things become a lot more crowded. Twelve different girls proceed forwards, and though most are able to have the dignity of being normally garbed, those that were in the previous chapter continue to wear their pajamas, just like before. William stands in front of them with his microphone at the ready, and once things settle, he continues.

"Now it's time for the results for Other Vote. This one actually received seventy-eight votes." He pushes his glasses up with his index finger, and then retrieves yet another envelope from his pocket. He slips it open, pulls out the paper, and begins to read. "There are a lot of you, so I'm only going to announce the top three. The rest will be readable afterwards. Are you ready? Good. Let's do it."

He clears his throat and continues. "In first place, a girl had a whopping twenty-four votes, which is thirty-one percent. That's a lot, considering how much more competition this one had. You may have guessed it already. She's just as popular in-universe as out. It's the divine templar, Lady Nyllia Tesgella!"

The sound of her metal boots reverberate out across the wooden boards of the stage. "I thank you," she says. "It is an honour to have so many people appreciate what it is that I do. I will continue to protect the empire--"

William leans in to whisper, "This whole thing isn't part of the story. You can say whatever you want."

"Ah." She ponders for a moment. Then, a sly smirk draws across her face. "And I can not wait to have more fun in the future." She winks.

He applauds. "That's better. Well, let's keep things moving. The second place winner still got sixteen votes, which of course is about twenty percent of people. However, the contrast couldn't be more great! The devil maid Yin is pretty much the opposite of Lady Tesgella in every way, but here she is!"

Yin nervously approaches the center stage with her hands crossed in front of her waist. "Th-Thank you," she speaks quietly. She then bows her head politely. "I will continue to do my best for the sake of my master."

"Adorable. I can see why people loved that bath scene so much."

"Wh-What?!"

"And lastly, in third place, which is still impressive... the high succubus herself, Mistress Dajy. You can't have a best girl vote without a succubus making it in, right? And she's a real harem queen."

"Oh thank you. I know I am." She chuckles. "But you know, if people had real taste, I would have been number one. Oh well. I suppose people prefer a prissy paladin over me."

"All right, all right. Let's not fight now. People are probably curious of the rest, and the whole breakdown. Let's see it now, before someone gets jumped. Then we can get back to the story already."

(Main Party) - 40 Votes
Amara Tedrilui: 19
Eva Beela: 13
Niki Vakila: 8
(Other) - 78 votes
Lady Nyllia Tesgella: 24
Yin: 16
Mistress Dajy: 11
Alice: 6
Vivilia: 5
Lalarin Relestel: 4
Luna: 3
Delphi: 3
Linzeri: 3
Peony: 2
Snow: 1
Fang: 0

Fang scratches her chin. "You know, I'm not even upset. These girls are real hotties... Though I would have voted for Niki myself. I get it. I'm flat. How could I be salty about that?"

She looks to her left. Mistress Dajy stands there--melons jiggling. She looks to her right. Eva. Bounce. Fang flares her nostrils in frustration.

William leans in to whisper. "You know, Ms. Tedrilui doesn't have big--"

"Bite me!" she snaps back.

From afar, a certain heroine stares upon the results with interest. Her body is garbed in the same tight, green spandex that she normally wears on patrol. Of course, her disguise is absolutely flawless. That's why nobody knows her true identity... except for many. She crosses her arms as she looks to her position in sixth place. "Ah I see. They didn't say Rabbit's Foot. That's why I didn't get higher." She nods.

Mistress Dajy's fingers trail down her shoulders from behind. "Perhaps we can get you higher with another scene of being tied down and played with. My girls would definitely not mind."

"Th-That only happened in one route!"

"Okay everyone! That's enough for now. I've been William Cresswell. No hard feelings to the girls who barely got any votes. I'm sure it isn't anything personal. Maybe try showing off the goods a little more or something. I haven't a clue." He shrugs. "But anyway, I--"

Niki steps out and shouts, "Who even are you?"

He starts backing up, but bumps right into Snow behind him.

She crosses her arms. "You've barely been in the story. Why are you the host?"

"Hey now. I'll be explained later, I swear," he says. "And it works pretty well, since I'm also from Earth."

Slowly, an army of girls starts to form around him. A looming threat--fear brings a shiver down his spine. He grips the microphone in his hand as he watches his back, and his front, and everywhere else. The power of fifteen sets of eyes pierces through his very soul. One more time, he clears his throat to speak into the mic. "I have no idea how you do it, Kyle Warren. You have my respect. Now let's return to the story before I perish."