Battle of the Main Wives (2)
Battle of the Main Wives (2)
Hestia proposed a date.
She was the one who suggested it, but she had no idea what a date actually was.
Since I was the one who'd dragged this modern term into Olympus, Hestia left everything about it to me.
'Is this going to work?'
Compared to the modern world, Olympus has painfully limited date courses.
No matter how much I racked my memory, almost seventy percent of it was useless here.
But I couldn't exactly disappoint Hestia. She'd actually left the Room of the Hearth for this—she was looking forward to it.
I settled on a course, picked a location, and decided what to bring based on the spot.
"Shall we stop by the kitchen first?"
"The kitchen?"
"Yeah. To pack something light to eat."
We could bring Nectar for drinks, but heading out on a rare date didn't mean we had to haul along Ambrosia.
Which meant it was finally time to show off a little and do some light cooking.
So I came to the kitchen with Hestia...
"Hm, hm-hm, hm~"
Inside, Demeter was baking bread using the hearth.
As the goddess of agriculture, she'd inherited the earth's power so deeply that her daily work ended with blessing the soil. During free moments like this, she often enjoyed personal hobbies.
"Oh my, Brother. And Hestia too? What brings you here?"
"Well... you see..."
"I decided to go on a date with him. Come with us, Sister."
"A date?"
Hestia has recruited Demeter as an ally!
I explained what a date was, and Demeter untied her apron and brushed off her hands on the spot.
"Let's go, then—this date thing!"
"...A date is technically supposed to be one-on-one."
"I'm fine with it. Honestly, I'm happier being with Demeter."
"Hestia...! You really are—!"
Delighted, Demeter hugged Hestia.
We siblings rarely quarrel, but things are especially peaceful when Hestia is around.
Had she been born first, Hestia would have taken the role of "eldest sister," and I suspect that aspect is what shows up as her gentle, merciful nature.
"Ah... but Brother, I'm fine. Hestia invited me, so I'll do a separate date with you next time."
And Demeter is kind too.
After hearing what a date was, she showed thoughtful consideration—realizing her joining might make things awkward and trying to bow out.
But she cleverly tacked on a "separate one next time" clause.
"It's fine. Let's all go together. Actually, having you here is great, Demeter. The place I'm headed will be even better with your blessing."
"Huh...?"
"Before we go, help me out first. How about eating some earthly food for the first time in a while? I'll make it for you myself."
As the saying goes, a man who cooks can't help but be popular.
What? Isn't the kitchen a woman's domain?
The trick to charming a woman is to cook for her in the kitchen and grill meat for her outside.
Women generally tend to sit still without lifting a finger, hoping the man will do everything.
And if there's a woman who steps up to do something for you even when you offer to handle it yourself, beyond that tendency...
"Brother, we'll help too. Thinly sliced meat and salad...? Hehe, this is..."
"This setup reminds me of our days in the cave. That thing you're trying to make—it's that 'sandwich' you made for us back then, right?"
"Yeah."
If you find a woman who takes the initiative and helps like this, you have to hold onto her tight before someone else snatches her away.
I've already got them securely in my embrace, making sure they won't look at anyone else, but I still need to maintain our connection regularly.
It's crass to put it this way, but even a fish in your pond will swim off if you don't give it food, attention, and affection.
Slice, slice.
"Brother, what do you think of this meat? Hades caught this game on her way here."
"Good. Grilling it might be too heavy to eat right now, so let's boil it."
"Boil it? You love grilling, Brother. Give it here—I'll grill it for you in no time."
We spent a pleasant moment cooking together in the kitchen.
"Ugh... do I really have to put this in?"
"Think of the child in your belly and put it in, Demeter."
"I think the child in my belly would hate this too."
"Put it in. Who knows? Maybe later it'll mix with something unique and be born as an incredibly delicious food."
Simple cooking aside, just making something together as a trio was fun—it brought back memories of the old cave days.
"It's all done. What now?"
"Just put it in a basket. Follow me."
While the two of them cooked and taste-tested, I'd already packed a mat.
I led them down from the Temple of Olympus at the mountain peak, to a small spring on the mountainside, out of sight of the Titan goddesses.
This was the very spring where Poseidon once became Neptune.
It was like a sanctuary unknown to the other Titan goddesses, so Demeter and Hestia marveled, mouths agape, at the spring where the original form of Mount Olympus was preserved.
"It's beautiful..."
"Let's sit."
I spread out the mat and placed the basket in the center.
Then I offered them both a seat.
"Hm? What's wrong?"
"...I knew you had unique tastes in a lot of ways, but I never imagined you'd want something like this."
"Sorry, Sister. I didn't know he'd want this either."
"No, since it's the two of us, let's be brave. We can do this."
"Yeah... Haah, to think we'd end up doing it like this..."
"What are you two talking about?"
They were acting strange, lost in their own little world.
"What, did you think I was going to pounce on you here?"
"...You're not?"
"Well... we didn't misunderstand, did we? We said that thinking you were planning to get us naked out here in the open..."
"That's not it."
I'm not saying I have no intention of undressing them, and I definitely couldn't swear on the River Styx that I won't—but still, that's not the main goal.
"I just came here to see the flowers with you both. Come here."
I patted the spots beside me, and they cautiously sat down, pressing their hips close.
Whoosh.
I wrapped my arms around them and lay straight back on the mat.
Supporting their backs and waists with both arms so they wouldn't get hurt, I looked up at the blue sky.
"Clear."
"Olympus is always clear, thanks to you."
"There are some rainy days here and there... but those are nice in their own way."
"Yeah. Let's just breathe fresh air like this sometimes... and talk together. We've been running way too hard until now."
From the time in the cave all the way to after we expelled Cronus, we've had no time to rest.
Even the Hellfire Peninsula nominally guarantees a five-day work week, but far from five days, I've been living without a single proper day off—working every single day.
If I hadn't had sex as a refuge for my mind, I might have gone crazy long ago.
"You're right. It's nice to relax like this sometimes."
"...Yeah. It is."
Demeter rested her head on my arm and closed her eyes.
Hestia did the same, laying her head on my shoulder from the other side.
"We never even got to relax like this back in the cave."
"Exactly. But... you two."
I shifted my gaze down to their bellies.
"Isn't it about time you gave birth?"
"Ah, you mean this?"
Despite being close to delivery, neither of their bellies looked swollen at all.
So much so that I almost wondered if I'd failed to get them pregnant.
"Athena taught us. Other internal organs aren't really necessary for a Titan god, right? So instead of letting the belly swell, she had us compress our other organs to their limits."
"Looking like you're not pregnant even though you are... heehee. Which do you prefer, Brother?"
"Me?"
Obviously...
"Whichever way keeps you and the babies safe."
If trying to look beautiful harms the baby or the mother's body, that's a net loss.
Athena taught them, so it should be fine—but I still can't help worrying.
"I understand wanting to look pretty, but take care of your bodies regardless. You're beautiful even if you just stay still."
It's the truth.
If these two were dropped into the modern world barefaced with no makeup, their looks alone would probably dominate the entertainment industry—far beyond just becoming social media stars.
"...Brother, you say these cringey things without any hesitation, you know."
"Because it's the truth."
"That's why, when you say things like that... we end up like this even more."
Swish, swish.
Hestia was the first to hook one of her legs over mine.
Then Demeter pressed her chest close against me and draped her leg over my thigh too.
"Doing it outside under the sun is a bit much, normally..."
"Brother is here, so he'll take care of it. Hehe."
Doing it outdoors risks getting caught by Helios.
But Helios probably wouldn't want to watch me having sex with my sisters anyway.
If he did, he'd catch a severe scolding from his sisters, Selene and Eos.
"...I kind of wanted to enjoy the flowers a bit longer."
"Oh my. Can't you look at the flowers right here?"
"Would you like to try claiming the most beautiful flowers in this meadow?"
Demeter and Hestia began seducing me together.
I wanted to soak up the sunshine here a little longer, but unfortunately, Zeus was urging me on—clamoring for me to move right away.
"...You both know I can't be rough with pregnant women, right?"
"You don't need to be rough."
"We're happy... just being with you like this."
My heart swelled.
I touched both their breasts as I sat up.
Flowerbed.
My two sisters and I enjoyed a threesome.
'This is yas.'
Outdoor sex.
* * *
At that same moment.
While Hestia was briefly away.
In the hearth chamber where flames blazed, a lone woman quietly sat down before it.
"...Haah."
Who was the woman who'd entered this Room of the Hearth, accessible only to those designated by Zeus?
It was Hera.
Hera sat in Hestia's seat and began skillfully tending the hearth's fire, sweeping her eyes through the flames.
"...Huh."
And she soon found it.
Flowerbed.
Those three, who had laid out a single mat and were sharing kisses while embracing two women at once.
-Brother, ahhng.
-Ahhng.
Demeter, Hestia, and Zeus.
Watching the three of them together, Hera rested her chin in her hand.
"Hehe..."
Hera was simply smiling.