War Breaks Out, Titanomachy (5) Not Fighting the War You're Told To
War Breaks Out, Titanomachy (5) Not Fighting the War You're Told To
After the lovemaking... no, reconnaissance with Neptune.
Hades and the younger siblings, along with the volunteers waiting beyond the moat, climbed up the mountain.
So what needed to happen next?
"Fieldworks, begin!"
The Herae began constructing a fortress, making use of the terrain.
This Olympus had to withstand Cronus for at least ten years, and even if the mountain were surrounded, it needed to be able to respond accordingly.
Thinking about how it would later become a temple, I felt some regret about landscaping and other things, but for now, carving the mountain to make it easier to defend ourselves was the priority.
And so, while the Herae launched the full-scale remodeling of Olympus,
I took Metis up to the summit to rest for a bit.
"It's beautiful..."
She let out a cheer at the surrounding scenery, then immediately sensed something strange about the mountain.
"Not as much as the sea, but a place like this is really nice to see too."
When it was just the two of us, Metis treated me with ease.
When others were around, she mixed in honorifics and observed formality, but when we were together as 'husband and wife,' she treated me with remarkable ease.
"It's a really good place. But... there's one odd thing."
"What."
"Why is there a spring on a mountain this high?"
There was indeed a spring at the summit.
It must have been beyond Metis's understanding.
"It's a spring Poseidon made. It's in the process of drawing out the mountain's harmful energy, so don't drink from it for a while."
"The mountain's harmful energy? That's a thing?"
"Yeah."
"...Hmm."
Metis narrowed her eyes at the spring water.
"You didn't do something weird to the water, did you?"
"Yep. Actually, I shot a load in there."
"...You came?"
"Yeah. Dyed it white."
I wasn't lying.
Metis looked at me with a somewhat dumbfounded expression, but I had plenty to say.
"You mean you went taptaptap?"
"This mountain is going to be my base of operations and our home, right? So I sprinkled my semen as a prayer, asking that this Mount Olympus would be safe as our foundation."
I'd heard that in southern Egypt, the pharaohs used to masturbate into the Nile to calm the flooding.
How is that possible? It's like a Native American rain ritual. If you keep doing it until it works, what can't you accomplish?
"Since I'm going to spend the rest of my life here, I'm shooting one off while earnestly asking it to please protect us."
It's the same as Zeus-style impregnation sex: you keep pounding inside and come until pregnancy happens.
"So that's supposed to have some meaning?"
"Not really. But that in itself gives it meaning."
"You're just making up any old bullshit, aren't you? You didn't just have sex with someone up here, did you? While I wasn't looking?"
Busted.
"Let's see. ...Poseidon is missing. Wonder why?"
Narrowing her eyes, Metis glared at me, twisting the corner of her lips as she poked my side.
"You did it, didn't you. Right?"
"No? I didn't do it with Poseidon."
"No way. Your cock's all soft right now. Neptune."
Poseidon—that is, Neptune—was currently busy beneath the spring, erasing her traces and performing purification work after her first ejaculation.
After receiving that first load, she had submerged herself in the water out of embarrassment, and it seemed she wouldn't be coming out for a while.
"...Who is it, now. What kind of one? Is it some nymph who lived on this mountain? It's a name I don't know. But it doesn't seem like anyone was living here. Tell me the truth. As long as it's not a nymph, I won't get mad."
"...It's a sex name."
I whispered the truth to Metis.
As long as it's not a nymph? Really?
"A sex name, what's that?"
"It's a name you call each other when you're alone. A pet name. Something like 'honey' or 'baby,' that sort of vibe."
After a breakup, looking back, calling someone 'my little cutie' or whatever seems cringey, but when you're actually doing it, it doesn't feel that way at all. It felt even more intense.
"...So, because Poseidon is too masculine as a name, you gave her a girl's name?"
"Something like that."
"I'm jealous. Getting a pet name and all. A sex name... it's more appealing than I thought."
Metis looked at the spring enviously and smacked her lips.
"Neptune is definitely more feminine and nice than Poseidon. I bet she likes it too. Don't you have one for me?"
Metis stood in front of me, her eyes sparkling.
"I'd like to be called by some special name during sex, too."
"What?"
"You know. As you'd know after meeting my mother, my mother and I are one letter apart. Tethys, Metis."
I'm going to come inside you, Tethys. It's a name perfectly suited for a Tallulah moment.
"You call me by a special name, so I'm saying I'd like to have a name like that, too."
"You're saying I have a special name?"
"Exactly. Jupiter. In the future, everyone's going to praise you as 'Zeus,' but only a very tiny number of people will know the name Jupiter, right?"
"...That's true."
Metis is the only woman to whom I introduced myself purely as 'Jupiter.'
Quite a few people know my childhood name or alias is Jupiter, but Metis was the first woman I met without knowing I was Zeus.
...Though, the instant she saw my face, she probably knew I was Zeus—Rhea's son.
"Just like I call you Jupiter, I wish I could receive a name of my own. What do you think? Do you have a pet name? Something like... Metty?"
"I wonder. I think the name Metis itself suits you beautifully, and I like it just as it is."
"...Are you trying to brush it off like that?"
Metis puffed out her cheeks, showing her dissatisfaction.
"Hmph. Unless it's something good, a nice name or a title, I'm not going to call you Jupiter. Think quickly. A title you can give me just for me."
"I do have one, but you might get a little mad if you hear it?"
"I'll get mad after I hear it, so just say it."
"Athena's mom."
Isn't that the title that suits Metis the most?
"...Who's Athena?"
"Our daughter."
"Oh my."
Metis froze and stared at me for a long while.
"You haven't even gotten me pregnant yet and you've already thought up a name for our daughter?"
"So, do you hate it?"
"...It's such a pretty name, I like it. Athena's mom... Hehe."
Metis rubbed her belly and smiled softly.
"Athena's dad. Athena says she wants to meet her daddy soon, you know?"
"I want to meet her soon, too. ...Oh shit, you startled me."
Bubbling.
From underwater, Neptune was glaring at me with only her eyes above the surface, like a kappa.
With bubbles fizzing beneath her eyes, she was clearly grumbling her complaints.
"Looks like Neptune wants to be called someone's mom too?"
"..."
Among Poseidon's children, a famous daughter... who was there again.
* * *
When building a base, what is the most important thing? Supplies.
Food is the most critical thing for us.
It's true that the Titan gods are a far superior race to humans, but just as humans resemble the Titan race, the Titan gods also possess human forms.
The most representative are appetite and sexual desire.
As you can tell by looking at Cronus, the Titan race is overflowing with sexual desire.
And while appetite varies from one Titan god to another, gods enjoy eating and drinking.
They don't excrete waste like humans or animals do, but they enjoy drinking wine and eating delicious food.
The drink of the gods is called Nectar, and the food is called Ambrosia.
They eat to enjoy the taste, rather than to survive.
In that sense, Olympus is quite a good place to satisfy appetite.
"Wow, there's so much fruit!"
Demeter danced through the forest, gazing at the fruit filling every direction.
"Big Brother, look at this! How long could we last with this?"
"At least... one year?"
"One year? We could live for well over ten years. Observe."
Demeter stroked the tree with an elegant hand.
"Grow well, little one."
Somehow, the tree Demeter touched grew greener, and even its bark looked glossier.
Plop. An apple fell right into my hand.
As if the tree had offered it to me, it landed in my hand at a speed too gentle to be called a windfall.
Crunch.
"...It's delicious."
The apple was truly sweet. It was so sweet I wondered if this might be Ambrosia itself.
Who knew fruit, which I hadn't eaten much in my previous life, could taste this good?
Had I been missing out in my past life, or was the fruit here just that special?
"Big Brother, can you look over here?"
Demeter pointed up into the tree.
The buzzing was enough to send chills down my spine, and I found it difficult to approach casually.
"Hehe, Big Brother. Are you scared of bees?"
"It's more about being cautious than scared."
There was a beehive where Demeter pointed.
The countless honeybees emerging from it seemed to be on alert against us, but...
"Excuse me, little ones."
The moment Demeter touched the tree, the bees all vacated the hive and flew somewhere else.
Soon, the larvae crawled out of the hive and began gnawing on the branch, and the hive plopped down into my hand.
"...What in the world is this?"
"Even the bees are welcoming the master of this mountain, aren't they?"
"Did you do something, Demeter?"
"I simply asked for their cooperation?"
Demeter touched her finger to her lips and winked.
"There's nothing truly proper to eat right now... but still, it's incomparably more abundant than when we were living in that cave."
"True. It really... is a relief."
I stood with Demeter before an enormous tree.
Leaning our backs against this tree, far thicker and larger than the others, we rested briefly in its shade.
"...So I heard you called big sister Metis 'Athena's mom'?"
"Ugh. Why is that coming up all of a sudden?"
"Because I'm curious. ...So what about me?"
Demeter pinned me against the tree, pressing her chest against me as she looked up.
"Doesn't it seem like farming would really work well here?"
"Farming? What do you mean?"
"Don't pretend you don't know. A baby farm, I mean. A baby farm."
"..."
Demeter.
The woman who would later become the goddess of agriculture.
And if my memory is correct...
"For the child's name, I think Persephone would be good."
I buried my face in Demeter's chest.