The Crew of the Argo (Argonautai) (12)
After that, keeping the gods happy without overstepping was a real ordeal.
Once everyone was properly drunk, the whole thing turned into a grandkids’ talent-show atmosphere, so both Jason and I just went full chaos mode. Midway through I even cross-dressed, danced, and cracked them up with stupid voices—hardly the picture of a hero.
Pleasing Hera was especially hard, so I finally threw everything to the wind, channeling some auntie persona and going, “Oh my, oh my, what soft little hands~!” with that idiotic act. Hera laughed so hard she spit her drink back up. The kid who usually had a silver tongue suddenly acting crazy must have really hit the spot for her. Then I transformed into a bear and did circus tricks, which also cracked her up, so I cycled through various animals just to keep the entertainment going.
Hera laughed until she choked and started coughing; Hephaestus laughed right up until the moment he left, hurriedly snatching a Golden Fleece from Medea to wipe his tears before ascending to the sky. Meanwhile Hecate, now free, leaped straight toward the moon and vanished into the darkness behind it, and Hades also laughed heartily before slipping away into the underground as if crawling in—if chaos itself had a storm, this would be it.
Haaaaah~!
Boy-form me and cross-dressed Jason slumped our shoulders. With the gods gone, we stuffed leftover scraps into our mouths with blank expressions.
“You gonna put this in the records?”
“The Argo expedition’s your story. You think I’m writing this down?”
“You got a lot of help though—you sure? Recording it would skyrocket your reputation.”
“One of the virtues of a Greek hero is saving your friends, right? I just did the obvious.”
I shrugged showily, and he burst out laughing. Jason was in a good mood, emphasizing several times that he owed me. He recounted the day’s events with me, then after a drink turned his back and casually dropped the most important piece of information.
“Medea will be waiting for you.”
“Medea?”
“Ask the servants—they’ll know where she is.”
I scratched my head, not getting what he meant, and Jason shook his head and left. I frowned at that last drunken gesture, still not understanding, but right then the servants appeared and led me away.
“What is it? What’s going on? Everyone’s gone, so let me rest a bit.”
Even when I asked the servants, those bastards all kept their mouths shut and just dragged me along. Every single one of them had a red face, and I had no idea why they were reacting like that as I was hauled off to the place Medea used as her bedchamber.
I’m not sleeping here, right?
The sheer number of luxurious items made it overwhelming. Our temple had plenty of fancy stuff outside the living quarters, but this being the queen’s residence, the class was different. Especially the sculptures everywhere were dizzying, and Medea was waiting for me right in the center of it all, blinking her red eyes.
“What’s this all of a sudden? Wasn’t that the end of it? Let me sleep.”
“Is even expressing gratitude irritating?”
“It’s late, so I’m tired. As you can see, I’m a kid—sensitive about bedtime.”
“You should lie in moderation. Do you think there’s another brat like you in the world?”
Medea, who had been snarking at my words, told me to come over and guided me to a seat. In this era the main place for conversation inside a household was near the bed, and Medea settled into the luxurious bedroom set by the hearth, called me to her side, and offered wine.
“You must’ve been cold working outside. Drink. It’ll warm you up.”
Medea treated me very differently from how she treated Jason. With me she was extremely rational—able to show composure without even getting angry. Sweeping back her red hair and looking down at me with those scarlet eyes was not the attitude of dealing with a child, so I matched her by growing my body and took a sip of wine. Heat flooded through me at once.
“Perseus. That form isn’t good. Not welcome at all.”
“Not your type, huh?”
“Not enough to lose my mind like when I saw Jason, but I’ve never had a good experience with older men, so I end up wary without meaning to. Stop looking down at me in that form.”
“You’re not into little kids, are you?”
“Want me to pour the wine over your head?”
“Geez, so fierce. Can’t take a joke?”
When I shrank back down, composure returned to Medea’s expression. She claimed she had no shota preference, yet grabbed me, sat me on her lap, and offered wine and mutton. Being a married woman, her breasts were huge; my shoulder sank into the soft flesh, giving an involuntary sense of security and embrace.
“Mm. Delicious.”
“This place has more to boast about than just the Golden Ram, so if you have time, feel free to look around slowly. Or shall I guide you myself?”
“Having the Queen of Colchis personally guide me is quite the luxury. But to others it’ll look like mother and son. A queen wandering around with some unknown kid—people won’t think well of it.”
“Not at all. The people of Colchis know I hate older men, so they’ll find it more suspicious.”
“Hey, I don’t get what you’re aiming for. Weren’t you trying to thank me? Why’s the conversation going this way?”
“I am grateful to you—that’s true.”
Medea hugged me tightly so I couldn’t escape and tickled me while I was still chewing the mutton. Ironically, the scene overlapped with Danae. Not just the big breasts, but the way she was immersed in her own desire for a child.
“Thanks to you, the long curse is over. Lady Hecate left in a good mood, and I can have a child now, so I’m very happy.”
“What do you plan to do now? You won’t go wild just because you’re free after so long, right?”
“Of course not. Once you leave, I plan to announce that I won’t accept the Argo’s achievements. Instead, since I was told to raise as many next-generation heroes as the ones I killed, I’ll put my efforts into that. To that end, I want to have a child soon and pass on this position.”
“I see… Glad you’ve thought it through… but……”
I spat out a bone fragment and tensed my body, but couldn’t escape Medea’s embrace. Holding me firmly without letting go, she looked down at me with flashing red eyes, no longer hiding her desire in a completely different atmosphere from before.
“What are you doing? Let go.”
“From the flow of the conversation, you got that I want to make a child, right? Are you dense?”
“I know, but I’m pretending not to. Unfortunately, I already have an owner. You’re also a woman hurt by a man in the past, so you wouldn’t want to go through that sadness again. So don’t target a taken man like me—find new love.”
“Sorry, but I’ve decided the first child will be yours.”
“Why?”
“Among the men I saw today, you gave me the least aversion. Does that sound cold?”
Just because I’m a kid, I bet. As expected, a pervert who likes little kids. Goosebumps rose and I struggled to escape, but the force pinning me down was no joke. Since curses don’t work on me, she must have cursed herself to strengthen her power…
“Don’t move. I have no intention of forcibly holding onto a taken person. I’ve already had my fill of men’s true nature back in Jason’s days, so I don’t even hope for love.”
“Then what? You want to have an affair with me?”
“Exactly that.”
With one hand gripping me tightly, she stripped off what she was wearing. Since she wasn’t wearing much anyway, she finished quickly, all the while throwing seductive words at me.
“You don’t have to feel any affection for me. I just want your seed.”
“Why me of all people~?!”
“You’re smart, right? Plus you speak well and know how to restrain yourself. A child born with you will definitely be a genius.”
I tried to deny it, but Epiphos’s face flashed in my mind and I grimaced. My son is a horse yet understands human speech and can do math. He might even be smarter than Achilles, so Medea’s words weren’t wrong.
“To entrust the running of the country, I need a child of that caliber. Ah, rest assured? I’m a married woman so I have plenty of experience. I’ll make you feel really good, so just stay still.”
“Who’s the idiot who stays still just because you say so! Who knows what Lady Hera will say—?!”
“I said I don’t particularly want love. I just want to have one pretty child and live happily with them. All the relatives I bore before left me, so I’m lonely.”
“Not my problem!”
I shone with all my might. This time not adult form but a beast—possible because I’d wrapped wolf (Lykos/Λύκος) fur around the ring on my ankle. Medea looked startled at me suddenly becoming a four-legged beast, but soon calmed down and stroked my flipped-over belly while giggling.
“You transformed into animals and showed off earlier too, right? Lady Hecate really liked it. Who would’ve thought you’d turn into a bear and juggle? You really have unexpected talents.”
“It was a personal skill I practiced in secret in case I needed to please the gods. I didn’t expect it to tire me out so soon, but everyone’s good reactions were a relief.”
“Thanks to that, Lady Hera couldn’t hold back her laughter till the end as she ascended, right? Even doing ridiculous things has its limits. Who would’ve thought someone would do that in front of the gods?”
Medea chuckled while continuously stroking my belly. Maybe because I was a wolf, it felt really good every time she touched my belly, and without realizing it I was wagging my tail and responding—so of course I ended up mounted.
“Ahem… Anyway, give up on having my child. I have no intention of backing down in this state.”
“Hm? Oh-ho? You… thought I couldn’t do it with a wolf…?”
“Huh?”
Medea climbed on top of the giant wolf me. Completely naked yet without a shred of shame, she looked down at me with flashing red eyes. Even if the outside was wolf, the inside was human, so my dog cock naturally got erect, and Medea pressed it firmly with her pussy and declared.
“Don’t underestimate a witch. I prefer it this way.”
“Haa…?!”
“Because unlike the adult men I so detest, animals don’t give me any disgust.”
The red-haired witch chuckled.
Then—shlick!
She simply swallowed the dog cock and began mating between dog and human.