A Type-Moon Arrival, Now Out of Contact

"Still not going to tell me?" The boy smiled. The silver-haired goddess's body suddenly stiffened, and a sound that was very sweet to someone escaped her throat.

"It's not a bad thing for you, at least." Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the goddess's face was flushed with an alluring blush as she spoke resentfully.

"Delving too deeply into a girl's thoughts isn't a good habit."

"Then I'll look forward to it slowly." Li Zihan's eyes suddenly shimmered with rainbow hues as he withdrew from the goddess and put on his clothes.

"What is it? Did something unexpected happen?" The Goddess of Lust looked at the boy who seemed ready to leave, somewhat puzzled.

"I'd like to keep doing shameless things too, but my rivals have already arrived."

The holy lance that ended civilizations and the divine blade that slew Demon Kings appeared in the boy's hands at the same time. He turned back and smiled at his lover. "I'll find time to make it up to you later."

"That really is a shame." The goddess, who probably would not use this body again in the future, said nothing more. After tidying herself up a little, she began getting dressed.

The highest-ranking God of the Underworld emerged expressionlessly behind the boy. She glanced at the Goddess of Lust with her night-dark eyes, then turned her gaze to her suitor.

"The gods coming to subdue you are Veleslava and Rama. Are you prepared?"

The boy, who had never been particularly serious, snapped his fingers. A black spatial gate opened, and he strode inside.

"Of course. This is a battle I provoked."

PS: My image-posting feature got taken away, so I'm learning from that stubborn senior and starting a book specifically for posting pictures.

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