Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

So, don't be so sullen, now you've learned your lesson, haven't you?

Seeing that the disciplinary education had been a complete success, Samael, satisfied, stroked his chin, his wandering thoughts drifting to strange ideas.

Goddess of Wisdom, Priestess of the Moon...

Hmm, does this count as being one player short for a three-player game?

"Ah!"

Meanwhile, in Akihabara.

In a cramped bedroom cluttered with miscellaneous items, a girl with black twin ponytails and azure eyes, whose appearance and physique were as petite and delicate as a loli, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, her nose itch, and she couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

"Snapped!"

As her body inadvertently swayed violently, the game controller slipped from the girl's hand and accidentally hit her ample bust, which was disproportionate to her petite figure.

“Ugh, it hurts, it hurts…”

The seemingly young girl let out a mournful cry, and a blue ribbon that passed under her chest and was tied to her arm was pulled up in a hurry to catch the wildly jumping weapon, along with her own bruised and battered flesh.

"GAME OVER!"

However, in the midst of this chaotic delay, the character fighting the NPC on the screen suddenly lost all their health. After a dizzying flash of light, the ending was revealed.

"Ugh! Damn it, I was so close to beating the game..."

A petite girl with a blue ribbon tied around her neck and black pigtails, who looked exactly like someone of East Asian descent, let out a mournful cry.

Damn it, who's talking about me behind my back?

Poseidon, Apollo, or Zeus? There's still no movement from Rome, is there?

Is it happening again?

No way! I don't want to move!

"Hestia, it's broad daylight, so noisy! Can't a person get any sleep?!"

However, just when a certain

A humanoid creature, wearing only a blue ribbon, knelt on the ground, pounding the floor with tears in its eyes, mourning the tragic death of its game character. Just then, a crisp, gruff voice from next door made the girl, feeling guilty, shrink back and shut up with a forced laugh.

There's nothing I can do; my roommate next door is a night owl with a special job, and disturbing my peaceful sleep in broad daylight is definitely wrong of her.

after all……

She paid all the rent and utilities herself for the past few months.

The girl with the blue ribbon looked around the bedroom, gazing at the dozens of autographed posters on the wall, the light novels and serialized comics piled in the corner, the various figurines on the shelf, and the stacks of game discs under the bed. A strong sense of accomplishment welled up in the girl's heart.

This is the culmination of human progress and culture over thousands of years; it deserves to be experienced!

Hmm, there's still some time before I have to go to work this afternoon, so I might as well play a few more games quickly. Maybe I can beat the game today.

Soon, his gaze fell on the girl with the blue ribbon on the clock on the wall, and he couldn't resist secretly bending down, skillfully picking up the game controller, sitting cross-legged on the mat with his bare feet, turning on the game console, turning down the volume, and continuing his battle.

Athens, port of Icarus.

Luvia looked at Samael, who was about to board the ship to return home, in front of the dock, feeling somewhat unwilling.

"You really won't come back to Finland with me?"

"I'm sorry, although we got along very well, I still have a lot of things to take care of on my end."

Samael looked at the hyena lady who was trying to persuade him to stay, smiled apologetically, and felt somewhat helpless.

The reason they parted ways so hastily was because of their troublesome daughter, who kept making a mess of things.

To experience the storyline of Saint Seiya, she conspired with someone from the inside to pretend to be kidnapped and secretly ran back to Greece, forcing Samael to make this long trip.

Fortunately, after her backside was bruised and battered, Athena finally calmed down for the time being and wisely stayed behind at Mount Ares, preparing to lead the eighty-eight constellations to guide the process of the Greek pantheon's revival and assume the true responsibilities of the goddess of wisdom and war on this land.

Therefore, this girl will probably be quite busy for a while.

But Anna, Stheno, Euryale, Circe, Medea, and a whole host of her competitors who she tricked into going to Fuyuki City are probably still waiting in the Far East.

To avoid any major trouble, Samael had to run back and forth, constantly returning to put out the fire.

Luvia, after all, was a mortal who ventured into the realm of the gods. Even with Themis's favor and blessings, she was not yet capable of wielding this astonishing power.

Therefore, she will likely spend a long time in Greece learning and training, gradually becoming familiar with the powers of the Scales of Justice and the Sword of Judgment, and slowly digesting the legacy bestowed upon her by the goddess of justice, Themis.

Samael, busy putting out fires, naturally had no time to stay in Athens and accompany Luvia on her training.

Anyway, those guys in the Sanctuary have nothing better to do, and they have plenty of people and time to teach this newcomer.

However, before parting, Samael didn't make any absolute statements. He raised his hand and gently patted Luvia's shoulder, making a serious promise.

"Later, after I finish dealing with what I have, I will definitely pay you a visit when I have time."

"Okay, it's settled!"

Luvia nodded in satisfaction upon hearing that sincere reply.

However, what Miss Hyena didn't know was that once Samael actually came to her door, she would probably have to start calling him "brother-in-law."

woo-

The ship's muffled whistle carried a hint of urgency.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. See you next time."

Samael waved apologetically, bidding a formal farewell.

"and many more!"

However, just as the ancient serpent turned to leave, Luvia's shout from behind stopped him in his tracks.

"What else..."

Samael turned around, and before he could speak, a warm and soft touch was imprinted on his forehead, like fragrant rose petals scattered on his skin.

"This is a reward for the lady, my dear knight..."

After a long while, Luvia raised her head and gracefully stepped back. Looking at Samael, who was standing there in a daze, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, a sly smile in her eyes.

"...Or, Your Majesty?"

The whispers that lingered in her ears gradually dissipated with the wind, and Luvia on the shore had long since disappeared into the crowd.

We've been discovered...

Samael touched the dampness on his forehead, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Justice requires the use of force, while judgment requires the application of wisdom.

Clearly, intelligence is an indispensable quality for being chosen by the goddess of justice.

What happened now was less a reward for being a hero and more a little mischievous act born out of personal interest.

But, child, have you ever considered that the person you're flirting with might have an even more special relationship with you?

For example, your goddess's husband, or your "sister's" fiancé?

The ancient snake muttered to itself, but the corners of its lips curled up in a playful smile in the sea breeze.

Come to think of it, I've saved you three times. This reward is just a deposit.

So, next time you visit, how do you plan to thank me in front of Themis, my dear lady?

Samael clicked his tongue and shook his head, then turned and boarded the passenger ship, embarking on his journey home with a hint of pleasant anticipation.

Meanwhile, in Fuyuki City, the Doll House

.

"Stab!"

With the screeching of tires, a red blur sped to a stop outside the door with a beautiful drift.

"I am back!"

A silver-haired, red-eyed beauty in a striking white motorcycle outfit took off her helmet, opened the car door, and excitedly knocked on the door, holding a golden trophy with obvious delight.

Two silver-haired maids dressed as office ladies followed closely behind.

"Mother?!"

As the door opened, a delighted Ilya rushed excitedly into Irisviel's arms.

Irisviel gently patted her daughter's pink back while asking with a smile.

"Was Ilya good when I wasn't around?"

"Good girl! Ilya is a very good girl!"

The little girl nodded repeatedly, making a solemn promise.

With her daughter's affirmative answer, Irisviel nodded in satisfaction and took her daughter's hand, preparing to step into the house.

However, just as the mother and daughter opened the door, a cold voice rang out from behind them.

"Excuse me, is this Ilya's house?"

Irisviel instinctively turned around and saw a tall, beautiful woman with purple hair and a striking rectangular pupil, wearing non-prescription glasses, walking towards her.

"Just call me Anna..."

The purple-haired beauty stepped forward, politely extended her hand, and began to introduce herself.

“We are teachers from Suiqunyuan College who came to visit your home. We want to talk to your parents about Ilya’s learning problems.”

Behind this tall, purple-haired beauty were four other colleagues.

These appear to be the school's recently recruited teachers in English, art, life skills, and other subjects.

Upon seeing such a scene and hearing the devastating news, Ilya's face turned deathly pale, as if she had lost her parents.

Chapter 30: Not a single drop left. (4.1k)

Several days later, at the port of Fuyuki City.

As the passenger ship docked, Samael, lightly dressed, stepped out of the cabin, onto the shore, and looking at the surrounding scenery, lazily spread his arms, closed his eyes, and breathed in the fresh air.

After a few days away, the scenery and buildings that I used to be tired of seeing now seem to have a more familiar feel to me.

This is probably what it feels like to come home.

However, after waiting for a while, Samael looked at the empty end of the road and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Strange, why isn't anyone here to pick me up? I clearly told them the disembarkation time on the phone this morning.

Completely baffled, Samael shook his head in frustration and had no choice but to hail a taxi by himself.

The journey was smooth, and the car arrived safely.

The ancient snake, arriving at the entrance of the Doll House, skillfully retrieved a spare key from a hidden compartment under a flowerpot and casually opened the door.

"Welcome back, Master!"

However, the moment Samael pushed open the door, a powerful shout, as resounding as a bugle call, suddenly rang out in the silence.

On either side of the entrance, Angelica of Bazette stood silently in the darkness, bowing at a 90-degree angle. Their serious expressions and mechanical movements made them look like two stern door gods, intimidating any little devils who had broken into the house.

Samael, who was facing away from the closed living room door, was startled and pressed himself against the door panel. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but stare blankly.

Because what the two of them were wearing was a special black and white uniform that exposed their upper chests and glistening lower abdomens, with very little fabric and feather-like pendants on the back, and had a very high degree of eroticism.

The industry term is "Fallen Angel Erotic Maid Outfit".

The characters and their clothing create two contrasting qualities: asceticism and decadence, thus cultivating a unique charm and allure.

The sudden impact left Samael dumbfounded. He subconsciously moved his dry throat, swallowed the saliva secreted between his lips and teeth, and his blood and qi turned into two streams of heat that rushed into his nasal cavity.

Wow——!

However, before the ancient snake could quell its rising anger, an even stronger stimulus followed.

"The bath water is put away..."

In the steamy bathroom, Euryale and Stheno, dressed in light purple swimsuits, flanked Medusa, sitting on the edge of the tub. They playfully splashed water, spreading clumps of white foam evenly over Medusa's glistening skin, creating an alluring, half-concealed scene.

"Breakfast is ready..."

In the kitchen, the aroma wafted around them. Wearing aprons, Yoshiko Sakuzuki, Medea, and Circe each carried a dish they had prepared and came to the table one by one.

"The bed, the bed... is ready..."