The Ultimate Lich King of the Multiverse

"Uh…"

"Er…"

Both Yoru and Ais Wallenstein let out small, awkward sounds when Loki and Riveria suddenly barged in.

If one had to put it in words, their reactions were something like, "We've been caught!" and "So… this is what being caught feels like."

As for embarrassment or panic—what are those? Can you eat them?

"You—you—you bastard! How dare you defile my precious Ais-chan?! Absolutely unforgivable!! Aaaaaaaghhh!!"

While Riveria stood there speechless, unsure of how to react, Loki let out a furious roar and launched herself at the bed—immediately turning the scene into a chaotic dogpile of three bodies.

"You damn pervert! You must be punished!"

Straddling Yoru and clinging to his waistband with zero goddess-like grace or decorum, Loki screamed her head off in fury.

Even if she sounded all righteous and indignant… why the hell was she grabbing onto his waistband so tightly?!

Thankfully, Ais acted quickly to resolve the situation. With practiced ease, she grabbed Loki's wrist, twisted it behind her back, and drove an elbow into her spine. Loki let out a pitiful squeal and collapsed limply onto Yoru's chest.

"H-Hey! Ais-chan! I was avenging your honor here! Why are you using violence on me?!"

Loki whined with teary eyes, thoroughly confused, but Ais showed no mercy.

"Please don't do such… troublesome things, Lady Loki."

Ais said flatly, clearly exasperated. Of all Loki's bad habits, her spontaneous acts of harassment were probably the most unbearable.

Thankfully, she was a woman. If she weren't, Ais might have killed her already.

"What do you mean, 'troublesome things'?! If I hadn't come in when I did, who knows what this brat would've done to you!"

Loki lifted her head to shout indignantly—only to be slammed down again by Ais.

"Um… that aside, what exactly were you two doing in here?"

Even though Loki wasn't very reliable, there was no denying the scene they'd walked in on was… suggestive. Ais and Yoru were practically glued together, and he wasn't even wearing a shirt.

It was hard not to jump to conclusions.

"I just… wanted to check Yoru's Status out of curiosity."

Ais replied calmly, while Yoru—still lying flat with two people's weight on top of him—looked absolutely miserable.

"Could you please… get off me? And Loki, your drool's all over me. It's disgusting."

"You bastard! What kind of nonsense are you spouting?! When did I drool?! And even if I did drool, that's a divine blessing from a goddess! You should be honored to receive it!"

"…That's just gross."

"What's gross about it?! I'm a goddess! A goddess, you hear me?! How dare you act like I'm dirty! And what's with those disgusted expressions on your faces, Ais and Riveria?!"

Just then—

"Yoru, I'm home~ Why's it so loud down there? I could've sworn I heard women's voices…"

The voice rang down from upstairs—soft but laced with menace. The busty little loli goddess had returned.

Lady Hestia had arrived.

At the very first glance, Riveria couldn't help but mentally agree with Loki's previous complaints: this girl really lived up to her "busty" nickname.

A young, doll-like girl with an innocent, childlike face—but her ample chest was so exaggerated it almost defied gravity. As if trying to emphasize it even more, she wore a blue ribbon under her breasts that pushed them up every time she moved, creating an incredibly suggestive bounce.

The basement was plunged into a tense silence.

With her head lowered and fists clenched, Hestia slowly raised her gaze—her face twisted into an eerily gentle smile.

"It seems like… you were having quite the fun time without me, huh… Yoru?"

Even Yoru—usually fearless—felt a chill crawl down his spine. Something in Hestia's tone made his instincts scream danger.

"W-Wait, Hestia, listen to me! It's not what it looks like—"

"Oh? You better have a good explanation, Yoru. And you—you damned flat-chested, eternally single excuse for a goddess! What the hell are you doing on my child's chest?! Get your face off it! That spot belongs to me!"

If the intruder had been any other woman, Hestia might have gone into a blind rage. But Loki's presence actually calmed her down a bit.

If Loki was here, maybe things weren't what they looked like. After all, that woman hated her guts—why would she randomly show up to visit her place?

It didn't seem likely Yoru and Loki were close, either.

Maybe she was just here to mess with her, and happened to catch Yoru in the process?

"You pathetic excuse of a woman—flat as a board! Don't think you can seduce my man! It won't work! If you're that desperate for company, don't you have any usable men in your own Familia?!"

"What kind of crap are you spouting, you big-boobed airhead midget?! Who the hell wants to seduce your man?!"

"Oh really? Then explain why you were lying on Yoru's chest like some obsessed nympho! What's the matter—did you get so desperate you wanted to compare bust sizes with a man?!"

That did it. Loki's eyes welled up with tears as she lunged at Hestia.

She grabbed Hestia's soft cheeks and started yanking them in every direction—stretching and squishing with extreme vengeance.

Hestia's eyes filled with tears too, her brows furrowed in pain as she valiantly fought back—but with her short limbs, she couldn't reach the taller and more flexible Loki. Every punch she threw missed entirely.

"…You two get along surprisingly well."

Finally free from the weight on his body, Yoru sighed deeply as he watched the two goddesses wrestling on the floor.

"W-Who's getting along with her?! Yoru, help me!! This ugly hag is bullying me!"

Hestia, still powerless against the height difference, looked pitiful as she cried out for Yoru's help.

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