A Shady Deal Under Cover of Night 1/3

Eek...

At midnight, with a soft sound, the Argo, which had been rocking nonstop for three days and nights since departing Icarus Port, suddenly came to a halt.

The startled Argo Heroes checked that nothing was wrong, relaxed their guard, and lay back down. Yet without the creaking of the ship's planks that had lulled them to sleep every night, they tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

It was the middle of the night—could you at least keep rocking? Were they supposed to sleep or not?!

The sleepless Argo Heroes stared with bloodshot eyes toward a corner that had become a snake nest, filled with grief and indignation.

Cool moonlight filtered through the window lattice into the mist-shrouded room. Several enormous purplish-red snakes formed from tangled hair hung down from the bed, coiling across the floor as they languidly stretched to their limits, as though soaking in warm water.

On the inner side of the bed, Gorgon, the Serpent Goddess, had swollen as if inflated to a length of three meters. Her voluptuous body lay relaxed, her brows smooth, and a satisfied smile curved her lips.

The two culprits were held in her embrace like toy dolls by two outstretched, lotus-white arms.

The two petite goddesses, slight of figure, remained curled up like silkworms in cocoons even in sleep. Their brows were tightly furrowed, and undried tears still clung to the corners of their eyes.

At the same time, the sisters pressed their fingers together, seemingly seeking comfort from each other. They had clearly been tormented terribly.

The outer side of the bed was equally messy. Three sufferers, two large and one small, still had lingering flushes on their faces as they embraced one another.

A feline tail had all its fur standing on end, colorful avian wings trembled,