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Chapter 8: The Goddesses' Service
🕑 Added 2025-05-06 10:40:13 +0000 UTC"My foolish little Medusa, you shouldn’t have interrupted your sisters while we were enjoying ourselves. It’s such a mood killer." Stheno stopped her caressing and turned to look at the small Medusa behind her, her expression cooling.
"Little Medusa, since you’ve made a mistake, we’ll have to punish you~ Now, what should we do? Ah, look at you—standing so far away, your face redder than an apple. Could it be that you’re shy after seeing our Master’s body? In that case, you can take over the duty of warming his bed." Euryale observed Medusa’s flustered state and came up with a delightfully mischievous idea, smiling as she spoke.
"Huh?" Little Medusa froze for a moment, her face turning even redder. She lowered her head, too embarrassed to respond.
"Medusa, did you not hear Euryale (me)? Don’t make me repeat myself. We’re already doing you a favor by letting you take the best spot—you should be grateful. Now, get on top of our Master already." Stheno’s voice carried a teasing lilt. Bullying Medusa was one of the few amusements the sisters shared.
Seeing that Euryale had already pulled back the blanket, Medusa knew that if she didn’t comply, her sisters would find even more ways to torment her. Trembling, the pitiful little Medusa reluctantly climbed onto Takashi Kuroda’s body, squeezing her eyes shut as she prepared to lie down.
"Wait, my foolish little Medusa. You’re not seriously planning to lie on our Master while still wearing all that armor, are you? If you hurt him, we’ll be the ones punished. Do you want to see your sisters humiliated?" Stheno suddenly grabbed Medusa’s collar, stopping her.
"Huh? Then… does Sister mean I should…?"
"Our Master sleeps without clothes. Do you really think you can stay dressed? Take all this off." Euryale’s hands were already on Medusa, stripping away the cumbersome armor.
"W-Wait, Sisters!"
……
Before long, Medusa’s armor and clothes had been completely removed, leaving her in a light purple nightgown—a stark contrast to her usual attire. This was only because she had desperately pleaded to at least keep something on. Otherwise, she would have been forced to lie atop their Master completely naked. Even so, Medusa’s ears burned crimson with embarrassment, her delicate skin flushed an alluring shade under the faint light.
"Heh, our little Medusa does have a bit of our charm after all. I’m sure when Master wakes up and sees you first thing in the morning, he’ll give you plenty of affection." Euryale teased.
"Well, we’ve agreed to your request. Now, lie down properly on our Master. As goddesses, we can’t stay up all night indulging you. Our patience has limits." As she spoke, Stheno began slipping out of her pristine, translucent gown. Under the moonlight, her divine figure—a perfect fusion of purity and beauty—was displayed in all its glory. A shame their sleeping Master missed such a breathtaking sight.
Under Stheno’s urging and the sight of her sisters undressing, Medusa could no longer hesitate. She slowly lowered herself onto Takashi Kuroda’s body, feeling herself rise and fall with his steady breathing. Through the thin fabric of her nightgown, she could feel his warmth seeping into her skin, making her own body grow hotter.
"Well then, goodnight, Stheno (me), and little Medusa." Euryale wrapped herself around Kuroda’s left arm and closed her eyes.
"Likewise, Euryale (me), and little Medusa." Stheno claimed his right arm, pulling the blanket over all four of them before drifting off as well.
The room fell silent—except for Medusa, who lay there shivering, unable to sleep.
"Finally, they’ve settled down. If I hadn’t suppressed the host’s senses, all this commotion would’ve woken him up." The system muttered to itself.
"But such a wonderful experience should be enjoyed naturally. Heh, I’ve really gone above and beyond for my host’s happiness. Maybe I’ll tweak his hormone levels a bit in the morning~ Goodnight, host~" The system entered standby mode—though it remained alert to any disturbances.
But the night passed peacefully.
……
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight crept into the room, accompanied by the chirping of birds. The faint noise gradually roused Takashi Kuroda from his slumber.
"Yawn… What a weird dream. There was a system, the Type-Moon world, transmigration… Ugh, it’s the weekend. Time to climb back up the ranks after yesterday’s losses." Half-asleep, Kuroda mumbled to himself.
"Squish."
His hand closed around something soft. "Huh? Since when was my mouse this squishy?"
"What’s going on…? Why does my chest feel so heavy? And why are my arms pinned—?" His drowsiness shattered in an instant. The first thing he saw was a purple-haired girl with dark circles under her eyes, her face beet red as she covered it with her hands.
"What the hell? Who’s this?!"
"Ara~ Master, you’ve only just woken up, and already you’re grabbing my thigh? Fufu, I understand. After all, I am the most beloved goddess. My beauty and charm are irresistible—even for you, Master~" A sweet voice chimed in from his right. Startled, Kuroda instinctively shifted left—only for his hand to land on another softness.
"Kyaa! Really, Master, just where are you touching—? So naughty~" Another voice giggled from his left.
"Stheno… Euryale… Medusa?" Kuroda took a deep breath and tentatively called their names.
"I’m right here, Master~" Stheno answered first.
"Fufu, so eager to say my name already?" Euryale smiled like a refreshing breeze.
"Mmm…!" The bashful Medusa buried her face in Kuroda’s chest, muffling her response.
"So… it wasn’t a dream." At that moment, Kuroda fully accepted reality—he had truly transmigrated. Everything from last night—defeating Zouken Matou, seizing the Holy Grail, and summoning the Gorgon Sisters (who had somehow ended up in his bed)—was real.
"Master, did you feel as though you were in a dream? Well, I suppose no man has ever been fortunate enough to be this close to us before~" Stheno misinterpreted his words, gazing at him with a saccharine smile.
"Wait… this sensation… Where are my clothes?!" Kuroda suddenly realized something was off. His entire body was pressed against soft, warm skin—there was no mistaking it. He was only in his underwear, and from the feel of it, the two beside him weren’t wearing anything either.
"We took them off, of course~ We did the same for ourselves. See?" Euryale deliberately lifted the blanket, revealing her flawless, alluring body—a vision of divine perfection that could make any man willingly fall into depravity.
"!!!"
Holy shit! They really were naked! And the sheer, intoxicating allure radiating from them was enough to make Kuroda’s blood rush south in an instant.
"Wh-What are you two trying to do?! Why did you suddenly crawl into bed with me? And why… like this?!" Logically, his Ruination power should have ensured their absolute obedience—so what was this about?
"My, Master is quite the innocent one, isn’t he? But don’t worry~ You should feel honored. This is an act reserved only for you—the Service of the Goddesses. It’s something we’ve never done for anyone else. So go ahead—rejoice and accept it." Stheno also pulled back the blanket, letting her own devastating beauty shine under the morning light. Both sisters leaned in, their voices dripping with honeyed temptation as they whispered:
"The Smile of the Goddess~"
"The Gaze of the Goddess~"
