Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

Even such an action looks elegant and beautiful, leaving no doubt about her status as a goddess.

"Indeed, Medusa is a different goddess from us, and Moran is only human. If he drinks Medusa's blood, perhaps something very interesting will happen."

Yurielle wiped the corner of her mouth.

She was also quite curious about what would happen next.

"Moran...don't look at me..."

Medusa turned her head away with a blush on her cheeks.

Realizing that Moran was watching this scene not far away, an inexplicable sense of shame surged from the bottom of my heart.

In the past, her two sisters would also suck her blood.

She had never been so shy as she was now.

Why did she feel such an unusual sense of shyness when Moran saw her?

“Gu…”

Moran had never felt this way before.

Stheno and Euryale are top goddesses.

At this moment, the three sisters presented such a gorgeous scene, and the lethality was unprecedented.

Looking at Stheno's gentle smile.

And Euryale's expectant look.

There was no way Moran could say no.

Two conflicting emotions of tranquility and uneasiness are intertwined.

The emotions entwined in consciousness were so gentle that they were frightening, a sense of comfort sweeter than anything else, inciting anxiety.

"Medusa..."

Moran clenched his teeth unconsciously.

Swallow the urge that arises from within.

The warmth extended from the neck upwards, seeping from the earlobes to the brain, and an instinctive hunger slowly flowed out.

Under the leadership of two devil-like goddesses.

He drinks the blood of those he loves.

It's not immoral, but it feels worse than immoral.

The blood of the primordial goddess is like honey deep in the petals, turning into nectar and seeping into the body.

“Um…this…!”

Moran immediately noticed something strange happening.

Medusa's chaotic breath climbed up her neck and into her brain.

The moment it was swallowed, the blood, like the brain matter running around, conveyed Medusa's excitement to Moran.

No matter what, this is the blood of the goddess.

Medusa's blood contains divinity and devilishness, and its purity is far beyond what ordinary humans can accept.

If an ordinary human dared to drink her blood.

That would surely be a miserable death.

"But Moran won't, because—"

Stheno gently stroked Moran's head.

As tenderly as a wife watching her husband.

Moran is now in a brief coma, and Medusa is in a similar condition.

Yurielle supported Moran's arm.

That pure and bright face said with a happy smile:

"Because he's our beloved little brother. Stheno (me), even though you haven't said it before, you trust Moran more than anyone else. That's why you keep sending him trials like that."

"I was the one who picked up Moran. How could I accept that this adorable boy only has a mortal lifespan? I don't expect much. I just want... the four of us to stay peacefully on this island..."

"Haha...I am the same..."

Only now were Stheno and Euryale there.

Only when my sister and brother were unconscious could I be a little more honest and speak out my true thoughts.

As goddesses, their personalities are very awkward.

But this love is more real than anything else.

Chapter 5 What I Want Is to Be with You [Please Collect! Please Pass the Monthly Ticket! ]

You woke up from your coma.

[Thanks to the blessing of 'natural flesh', your body accepted the goddess' blood very well.]

[Stheno and Euryale left at some point, leaving only you and Medusa in the forest.]

The dark clouds dispersed, revealing a bright full moon.

Moran sat on the high slope, enjoying the comfort of the sea breeze, the sweet taste of blood still lingering in his mouth:

"Stheno and Euryale, they've always loved playing tricks on me. I thought I was immune to them, but did I overestimate myself?"

He really didn't expect that his two sisters could do this.

This process is both erotic and subtle.

"Ahem, Eldest Sister and Second Sister, although they do like to play pranks on people like this, they probably did it for your own good... That's probably it!"

"Medusa, your tone is hardly reassuring, but I also know they won't harm me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the chance to grow up. Don't worry, I'm not angry with Euryale and Stheno. I understand the unpredictable nature of the goddess."

Moran said very calmly.

Medusa smiled with relief upon hearing this.

From an outsider's perspective, although her two sisters' actions were full of love, they were expressed in the form of teasing.

She felt that as a fellow goddess, she could accept it.

But Moran, as a human being, may not be able to do it.

Now it seems that she was overthinking it.

As a goddess who also watched Moran grow up, Medusa hopes that Moran can always get along well with her sister.

"........"

Moran turned his head and looked at Medusa beside him.

She lifted her long purple hair behind her earlobes, revealing her white neck with an alluring luster.

It seems that you can still faintly see some blood stains on it.

That erotic scene came back to my mind.

"Well....."

Medusa's pretty face turned red when she met Moran's gaze, as if she also remembered what happened just now.

The shyness was hard to hide on her face.

"I'm sorry... I actually... let you, Moran, see me in such an ugly state. This is my fault! It must have been very disgusting... With my tall physique..."

Medusa seemed to be burying her head in her chest.

His face was as red as hot iron.

Medusa had been verbally attacked by her two sisters for a long time because of her tall figure, so she felt very inferior about her appearance.

Moran knew this very well.

"Of course not. If you were truly unsightly, how could I be so captivated by you? Although Stheno and Euryale always say that, in my eyes, Medusa, you are very beautiful."

Moran stared intently.

As if to prove the sincerity of his words, he gave Medusa a look as hot as fire.

"Mmmm... Don't, don't say that... I'm not the kind of woman you deserve to be called that by Moran... I'm tall and clumsy... And my sisters are goddesses, petite and adorable, so much better than me...!"

Medusa couldn't face Moran.

She didn't simply regard the man in front of her, with whom she had been living for twelve years, as a family member.

However, her inferiority complex prevented her from having such extravagant hopes.

With two sisters as bright as the bright moon by his side, how could he possibly look at such an ugly me?

My mission is to be a supporting role for my elder sister.

Medusa kept hypnotizing herself like this.

"Eurielle and Stheno are very beautiful, I can't deny that... But that doesn't mean you're any less beautiful, Medusa. I think you're just as beautiful as them."

"You don't have to force yourself to comfort me... I know myself..."

"It's not a consolation. I wasn't fascinated by Euryale or Stheno just now, but by you, Medusa. In my eyes, you are both gentle and dignified. From the first day I arrived on the island as a child, you have helped me in every possible way. If you want me to prove it..."

There was nothing false in Moran's affection.

Any man would be obsessed with being cared for and loved by a beautiful and gentle woman like Medusa for more than ten years.

I've wanted to confess this a long, long time ago.

The impulse buried in my heart burst out like a geyser.

It has been suppressed by Moran for twelve years.

Today I can't help but express my love to the one I love.

This is the romance every man should have.

It's like having a foundation.

This longing can't be stopped.

When I realized that I had fallen in love with her, it became increasingly difficult to hide these feelings.

"I love you, Medusa.

Those silly rumors spread by the gods don't matter at all. What I want is to be with you forever."

It was like a fatal arrow piercing the heart.

With the inevitable result of piercing the Gorgon's heart, it was impossible not to be punished in the face of such an arrow of true love.

The extravagant hope that shouldn't have existed surfaced.

"Moran.....I love you too."

A teardrop fell down Medusa's cheek.

She had always been hated and slandered by the world and even the gods, but now she had found her own love for the first time.

Ah, I fell in love with this man.

Today, the mother of monsters named Medusa was not defeated by a hero, but was captured by a man.

"Medusa..."

Then, Moran seemed to prove his feelings.

He guided Medusa into action first.

The silver moon is as beautiful as a relief or a glass craft.

The scattered moonlight is as holy as a blessing.

Under its illumination, the two figures gradually overlapped.

The wind and waves blowing from the sea were very cool, and the joy that was stronger than lust warmed the bodies of the two.