Inside Athens
Alkyones, Sophia, and I.
The three of us had arrived in Athens.
“Athens is dangerous.”
“She is Zeus’s loyal servant.”
Hestia and Aphrodite.
The words those two goddesses had spoken came back to me. Coming from members of the Twelve Olympians, it was only natural to heed them.
“Democles?”
Sophia echoed the name back at me. I stayed quiet a moment longer, then opened my eyes.
“Uh… ah, um…”
I was torn.
Trying to claim Athens and Artemis right now would be too much.
Honestly, it was overwhelming. I had managed to take Hestia somehow, yet there had been no message confirming her complete submission.
No choice, then.
“I’m heading to Odysseia from here.”
“Huh?”
“What?”
It must have seemed completely out of nowhere. My course had suddenly veered off. More than that, the people of Athens and Odysseia were bitter rivals; mentioning Odysseia right in the middle of this city was practically an invitation for hostility.
“I can’t stay here.”
“What do you mean?”
“An urgent meeting got set up in Odysseia.”
Sophia’s eyes narrowed.
“Is it because of that woman you slept with before?”
I had told them there was a girl back home I had promised to marry, yet here I was bedding someone else out of the blue. That clearly still grated on her. And if I factored in the things Alkyones had casually let slip…
“Why do you care?”
I turned the question back on her.
“You’re not even my lover.”
Sophia’s face flushed crimson and she looked away. Well now. That was almost funny. So what Alkyones had said was true after all.
“I’m going to the Temple of the Hearth to give thanks to Hestia, then I’ll leave.”
I laid out my purpose clearly.
“So it looks like this is where we part ways.”
Alkyones and Sophia both turned to look at me. Their eyes were full of quiet disappointment. A sigh escaped me on its own.
Nothing for it.
“Ah, don’t worry!”
I gave each of their shoulders a light clap.
“As long as we’re alive, we’ll meet again someday.”
“Yeah.”
Alkyones raised a fist, then grinned and thumped my shoulder hard.
Ow—that hurt!
“If we’re still alive, that is.”
We all nodded, then turned toward our separate paths. Every one of us headed off in our own direction.
I made straight for Hestia’s temple.
“Welcome. What business brings you here?”
The moment I stepped through the entrance of Hestia’s temple, I felt the gaze that had been watching me vanish. It was the same presence that had followed me ever since I entered Athens.
Athena? Zeus? Or someone else entirely…?
I had no idea. The list of candidates was far too long.
Zeus is targeting you.
Probability of Zeus striking:44.8%
It had gone up. And as the probability climbed, every impure gaze in Athens poured down on me. Humans? Gods? Or something else? Either way, they all looked ready to hand me over to Zeus on a silver platter.
“Brother?”
One of Hestia’s priests tilted her head at me. I snapped back to myself.
“Ah—forgive me.”
I rolled up my sleeve and manifested the blessing.
Blessing: Companion of Hestia has manifested.
I had debated which one to show. In the end, Companion of Hestia seemed safer than Hero of Hestia.
That one would be too dangerous.
Hero of Hestia—and the full effects of the blessing—carried the strong implication that Hestia herself truly trusted and cherished the human who received it.
“A—a blessing?!”
Even what I was showing now was enough to make the priestess of Hestia nearly have a fit.
“P-please wait just a moment! I will summon the High Priestess at once!”
And she hurried off. I stood there with a blank look on my face.
Ah… maybe I shouldn’t have shown it?
I could have just displayed the divine relic at my waist… No. That was dangerous too.
“Damn it. Would it kill them to have something light like an ID card to prove qualifications?”
But there was nothing for it. In this age of ancient Greece, what else was there? Of course such things existed—but only for those who had already proven themselves as heroes and been recognized by the gods. Right now, I was not one of them. That was exactly why I needed to reach Odysseia.
“Welcome, bearer of Hestia’s blessing.”
The High Priestess walked out. A woman whose full, heavy breasts swayed with every step and whose hips threatened to burst free of her robes. Long, wavy brown hair half-veiled one eye; her calm bearing marked her unmistakably as an avatar of Hestia.
“Might I ask the reason for your visit…?”
“I wish to speak with the High Priestess directly.”
“With me?”
I nodded, letting exhaustion show in my voice.
“A great deal happened on the way here. I came to report everything to Lady Hestia as well.”
Something subtle shifted in the High Priestess’s eyes. She nodded and led me inside.
“Very well. I will attend to this guest myself. The rest of you, return to your duties.”
At her command everyone bowed and withdrew. I followed the sway of her hips down the corridor toward her chambers.
Squeeze♥
“Euk!”
Staying right on her heels, I suddenly seized a handful of her ass.
“What on earth do you think you are doing…?”
“You’re seducing me, aren’t you?”
I rested my chin lightly on her shoulder and whispered low.
“Hestia.”
“Hnn…!”
The High Priestess trembled the moment my breath brushed her ear.
“N-no. I am not the main body—only an avatar…”
“Then you received everything from when I fucked Phylotera, didn’t you?”
“Hnnngh…!”
An avatar with a completely separate personality? What kind of nonsense was that?
“So every High Priestess has a different personality?”
I kept kneading her ass as I asked.
“U-uh… y-yes…”
Thud!
“Kyaah!”
I pinned the High Priestess against the wall right there in the middle of the corridor, caging her between my arms, and stared down at her as her breathing came undone. Those full breasts quivered right before my eyes.
“Your name?”
“L-Lynotea… Companion of Hestia… nngh!”
When I stroked her chin she squeezed her eyes shut and accepted my touch.
“Tell Mother herself to come.”
She knew perfectly well that the “Mother” I meant was Hestia. Even so, she shook her head.
“H-Hestia is not answering…”
“Why?”
“She… she says she’s embarrassed…”
Hah. So she was too ashamed of the fact that we had already fucked to show her face to me?
“Then I have no choice.”
“Haah…!”
I flipped up her skirt and lifted one of her legs. I shoved my body against hers roughly, pinning her flush to the wall.
“You’ll have to satisfy my lust in her place.”
My cock was already rock-hard and throbbing. It had been from the first moment I saw her.
“Well now. Shall we find out how this High Priestess’s pussy tastes?”
I grinned lewdly and pulled her underwear aside. High Priestess Lynotea turned her head this way and that, face full of anxiety.
“I-I’ve never… n-no, more than that… p-people walk through here all the time—if someone sees…”
I smirked.
“Isn’t that even better?”
“Hnnngh!”
My fully erect cock slammed roughly into her cunt. The sensation of crushing through that thick mound and burying myself inside never got old. The way Aphrodite’s pussy would swallow me whole and then milk and squeeze with dazzling skill was incredible, but a virgin’s taste still suited me better.
“H-haaagh… nngh…!”
The first pained moans, the way she clung to me as if pleading for mercy, then the gradual shift as my hips worked—how she grew used to it, how her breath turned heated, how her flushed body finally lost control and she pressed herself stickily against me while crying out…
“Haaang!”
Watching those reactions was the best part. Hah—I couldn’t hold back.
Thud, smack! Thuuud! Smack!
“Nngh! W-wait…! T-too rough…! Aaaang…!”
I panted and grinned.
“You said people were coming, didn’t you? Then we should finish quickly, right?”
High Priestess Lynotea looked up at me with hazy, gasping eyes. Because she shared Phylotera’s and Hestia’s memories and sensations, even if her body was new, her mind and spirit already seemed thoroughly familiar with my cock.
“B-but still…”
She cupped my face in both hands with a look of sweet regret, then showered me with kisses.
“Mwah, haa, haa…”
Lynotea lightly dragged her tongue across my cheek and smiled.
“But still… if it ends this quickly, I’ll be far too disappointed…”
Ah—I really couldn’t hold it.
“First load’s coming.”
“Hyaaaah♥”
I flooded her cunt with rough spurts of cum. Each time, High Priestess Lynotea threw her head back and trembled all over.
“Huu… huu…”
We both caught our breath and kissed. Sex right in the middle of the corridor—knowing someone could walk by at any second made it endlessly thrilling.
“All right then.”
I smiled.
“Take me to the bed.”
That day, in the Temple of the Hearth in Athens, I fucked the High Priestess long and hard. I packed her womb so full of semen that milky seed overflowed and ran down her thighs in thick rivulets.