I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

The sweet breath from Medusa's mouth fanned into Russell's ears.

Even though she tried to maintain a confident tone, the weak and subconsciously flattering expression on Medusa's face still remained.

"Can you be a little more willful like your sisters?"

"Or......"

Like the suffocating feeling of being coiled by a python, Medusa gathered up her courage and coiled tightly around Russell.

"You still prefer the posture of the elder sisters? As expected, that is the most perfect goddess posture, right?"

"The most perfect goddess posture, how can you say that?"

Russell was somewhat helpless about Medusa's deep-seated dissatisfaction with her own tall stature.

"Among the goddesses I've seen, whether it's the Moon Goddess or the so-called goddess of beauty, none of them have the body shape of a young girl, or even more childish, right? Your figure is closer to that of the Moon Goddess. Doesn't that mean Artemis doesn't have the perfect goddess figure?"

"no......"

A trace of confusion flashed in Medusa's eyes.

"But who is the goddess of beauty? I don't think I've ever heard Sisyphus mention it..."

The goddess of beauty is...

Recalling that dazzling figure like Venus, Russell slowly said: "In short, the goddess of beauty is not like your sister."

Medusa nodded thoughtfully.

Sisyphus seems reluctant to talk about the goddess of beauty.

Could there be some connection between them?

Never mind...

Now, it is Sisyphus himself who is entangled.

"Medusa is very proactive today."

Russell said jokingly as he twisted the purple hair that exuded the rhythm of life between his fingers and observed it carefully.

“No…no…”

Although she had reminded herself many times in her heart to be open and honest, Medusa still couldn't help feeling shy. Her cheeks flushed and she subconsciously wrapped herself around Russell tighter.

"This is just what a goddess should do, just like the older sisters, confident and generous."

"is it?"

Russell found it a little funny to see the hair shaking as if stimulated by the owner's fluctuating mood.

Is this what you call confidence and generosity?

This is called high attack and low defense.

"Anyway..."

Medusa tried to change the subject.

"Everyone is saying that they've noticed that the moonlight around you seems a little different at night."

There was also a hint of strangeness in her tone.

How is moonlight different?

After knowing Russell's experience, Medusa naturally understood the difference.

But now that she is more powerful, she does not think she has the ability to confront the Olympian gods.

Therefore, I can only express my jealousy in a tactful way?

Thinking of this, the blush on Medusa's pretty face became even more pronounced.

"..."

Russell was silent for a moment and then asked a fatal question.

"Why, you all know that after I fall asleep, the moonlight around me becomes a little different?"

"because......"

　Medusa hesitated, and her so-called confident and generous demeanor was naturally gone.

How could she say it was good?

At night, or even from day to night, is there more than one person secretly watching you?

I'm totally embarrassed to speak up...

Even if someone tried to sneak into your room in the dark, they would be caught by the people watching secretly?

There's no way to talk about this kind of thing!

"Because everyone is concerned about your safety, Sisyphus, right?"

After hesitating for a while, Medusa uttered this answer.

"is it safe?"

Russell understood and joked with a smile.

"Is it my body's safety, or is it my body's safety?"

"Why repeat yourself? I don't understand what Sisyphus is saying at all!!!"

Medusa said like a broken jar.

"Anyway, I'm just worried about your safety. Maybe someone is secretly watching us when we're together."

"boom!"

After Medusa said this, she heard a noise outside the window.

"You can watch it if you want."

Russell naturally knew this, it was not like he was incapable of discovering it.

However, just like you can never wake up a person pretending to be asleep, even if he is discovered, he will be brushed off with words like "I'm just passing by", "Who would stare at you", "Our Sisyphus thinks he is very charming", "Since I've been discovered, can I go in and accept the punishment from Lord Sisyphus?"

Well, it seems that the last sentence is not perfunctory.

Anyway...

Russell ignored the noise, turned around, hugged Medusa, whose pupils were dizzy, and gently stroked her cheek.

"Medusa, become very brave."

“No…no…”

Her body was trembling, but she did not resist Russell's touch, nor did she resist being pulled away.

Then...

There was a knock on the door at this moment.

"Medusa, are you in there? The sisters want to see you."

Medusa suddenly woke up and reluctantly left Russell's arms.

The door is opened.

She was ruthlessly dragged away by Yurielle, while Circe looked at Russell with a smile on her face.

As the three sisters were pulling each other away, Medea stepped forward cautiously and said weakly, "I'm sorry, Lord Sisyphus, do you need Medea to go in and apologize to Lord Sisyphus alone? If necessary, Lord Sisyphus can give you any instructions..."

Before she could finish her words, Circe grabbed her neck and pulled her up.

"No sneaking!"

It doesn't matter.

After knocking on Medea's head three times, Russell closed the door with his hands behind his back, leaving Medea alone in deep thought.

He is not a herbivore, so this is also what these women are worried about?

Because if someone comes to him alone to spend time with him, he won't refuse.

Really...

I have to find some opportunities. As for tonight...

Let’s communicate with that stingy goddess first.

Looking at the increasingly bright moonlight, Russell sat by the window and said softly.

"Artemis, won't you come out and see me?"

69. Zeus's Intention

In a dream like millions of soft feathers, Russell saw the figure of the Moon Goddess.

"Honey......"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Russell looked at the Moon Goddess in front of him with a strange expression, who looked like a girl in love, and said in surprise.

"I don't remember our relationship reaching its current state."

The most intuitive panel that can show the relationship between the two is the favorability panel, but it does not reach the level where they can call each other "dear".

but......

Perhaps this is not all to be taken seriously.

After all, some people can say "dear" without any psychological burden when their favorability level is 30 or 40.

Some people have a very high favorability rating, but if you address them like that, they will only respond timidly with something like "Huh? What are you talking about! How could I possibly call you that? If...if you beg me..."

All I can say is that it depends on the person.

However, Artemis was not someone who could casually call someone with a low favorability "dear".

So......

Why?

“Too much!!!”

Artemis puffed her cheeks, as if any previous conflict between her and Russell no longer existed, and blinked.

"Aren't we lovers? We've already done that... uh... honesty thing, and that kiss..."

Being honest about things...

What you mean is, when each other is bathing, they use their extraordinary eyesight to shoot off each other's clothes, right?

The kissing thing is what makes you want to punch it afterwards.

"Weren't we still rivals before?"

"We're still rivals," Artemis said matter-of-factly, like a love-struck girl, her usual cool goddess demeanor gone. "I've figured it out. We can be rivals, but we can also become lovers, and we can do the same things we used to do when we were rivals."

It's completely nonsensical.

"I still don't understand."

Russell sighed and looked at the goddess in front of him with long hair as cold as moonlight.

"We were rivals who might have fought before, so why has it suddenly become like this? By the way, I've heard people say that the moonlight that shines on me every night is a little different."

"It's my gaze that caused it."

Artemis admitted this confidently.

"After all, there are a lot of thieving cats around my dear, and I was the first one to come..."

When she said the last sentence, Artemis took out a handkerchief and started biting it.

Russell held his forehead. "The way you bite the handkerchief, are you trying to express jealousy by searching the database?"

"That's right! You're worthy of being my lover. You and I are so in tune with each other."

Artemis tossed the handkerchief aside and took Russell's hand.

"How's it going? I'm sure I can perform better than those human women, right?!"