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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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[…That’s quite an amusing thing to say.]
My child. The moment Chronos said those words, he corrected him.
“I don’t have a mother like you.”
[…That joke has gone too far. I hope you have not forgotten about the grace I have given you?]
“Grace? Graceeeeeeeeee?!”
Wow. The definition of grace has changed.
He crossed his legs and glared at Chronos.
“Go ahead. Let’s hear it.”
[…It seems like you need to be punished.]
Chronos reached out to him. A dark aura began to flicker at her fingertips—
[—I’d appreciate it if you would leave ‘my child’ alone.]
[Hera…!]
Hera intervened. The attack was nullified.
‘Yes! Hera, Mama!’
‘Monopolies are never good’
A bit of competition was a necessity.
He didn’t even bother hiding his smirk as he asked,
“You’ve been doing some amusing things, haven’t you?”
Trait: Virtuous Wife.
He didn’t know what kind of trait that was, at first.
“But now I get it. ‘Aphrodite,’ was it?”
Aphrodite’s divinity. She was born from the blood of Chronos. She was the Goddess of Beauty. In NTR Academy, she was the heroine with the most ‘humiliation’ scenes.
“Aphrodite, the Goddess of Beauty’s divinity…”
The reason was simple.
“…It’s strange if you don’t get charmed.”
Aphrodite’s divinity inevitably charmed men. It intoxicated the body and mind, forcing them into humiliation scenes. It would’ve been breaking the game if he hadn’t been charmed.
[Did you not ask for a beautiful woman who will love you, who will only have eyes for you?]
“I asked for one.”
But not like this. He looked at Chronos.
“But how did that become ‘Aphrodite’s divinity’ combined with ‘brainwashing’?”
[I didn’t brainwash him. I would never do such a thing.]
I merely gave my child the most beautiful woman.
[You’re simply charmed by her beauty.]
“…I see.”
They weren’t communicating. Their perspectives were different. He sighed and looked at Chronos.
“Just in case you’re asking, Lord Chronos,”
Do you remember what I wished for when we first met? He stared at Chronos, who slowly nodded.
[A long and peaceful life. And a virtuous woman by your side.]
“Yes. But there’s more to it than that.”
[…]
He asked again.
“Do you remember what I wished for?”
[…]
“So, you don’t remember.”
[…Is that the problem?]
Chronos asked in return.
[What do you desire? I shall give you anything you wish for.]
“…Lord Chronos,”
He spoke.
“What am I to you?”
[…That’s a strange question.]
“Please, answer me.”
What was he to Chronos? Chronos answered.
[My child.]
[My apostle.]
[The one who bears my name.]
Chronos smiled gently.
[The only one in this world, my true child.]
“…..Is that so?”
That was disgusting.
‘It’s still affecting me’ It wasn’t Chronos that he felt disgust for. It was himself. His heart was weakening before Chronos’s smile and voice. His intelligence was decreasing.
“You’re truly… a god, aren’t you?”
[That is correct, my child.]
Chronos’s smile deepened.
[Trust in me.]
[Worship me.]
[Adore and fanaticize me.]
A sweet voice that echoed in his ears. A beautiful voice that pierced his eardrums and seeped into his heart.
[And you shall be saved.]
“….Lord Chronos,”
He replied.
“I quit being your apostle.”
[…]
A clear refusal. There was no hesitation.
[I refuse.]
Chronos said,
[An apostle is appointed by a god.]
[I can take it away, but an apostle cannot abandon it.]
His soft smile turned expressionless, his gaze was filled with anger.
[My child. I will give you one last chance to repent.]
“Lord… Chronos. This is driving me nuts!”
He was frustrated. ‘I’m angry, but…’ He didn’t feel angry. He was annoyed and frustrated, but he couldn’t express it. The moment he tried to speak, the words disappeared. His will to resist disappeared. He felt compelled to lower his head.
“Haa…”
He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He had to regain his composure. He spoke to Chronos.
“I want to embrace you, Lord Chronos— Ah, damn it!”
Stop it! He was losing his mind in real time. He shook his head, trying to snap out of it. His body was burning. Chronos didn’t miss the opportunity.
[…Are you aroused by me?]
“Bullshit!”
[If that was the case, there was no need to drag things out.]
“Ugh…!”
Chronos slowly approached the mirror. She leaned her ample breasts against it, showing off her cleavage.
[Incest among gods is different than among humans. It is not dirty, but rather a sacred act that strengthens divinity.]
My child, my child who bears my name.
[Embrace me. I grant you the right to take me. But you must worship only me.]
“…Ah…”
This was dangerous.
[You look ready.]
“Ugh….!”
No! This wasn’t right!
[Come to me, my child. Return to the womb from which you were born.]
“…Guh…”
His pants were getting tight. He was losing his breath. His mind was hazy. It was too hard to think. He didn’t want to think anymore. He just wanted to give in and be embraced— no way!
“Kii, eeeeeeek!!!”
*Thud!*
He slammed his head against the wall.
“Ugh…”
*Thud, thud…*
Blood trickled down his forehead. He heard someone running outside.
“Chrono! What was that—hiiiieeeek?!”
“Ur-noona…”
The door burst open, and Ur-noona ran in, wearing only a towel. He’d probably made a lot of noise.
“Your forehead…”
‘…Wow’
She was beautiful. Incredibly so. He stared at her, mesmerized.
“Ur-noona…!”
“It’s okay. Leave it to noona.”
That was Ur-noona. Always reliable. He reached out for her, asking for help.
“Wait a minute, I’ll get the first-aid kit— Ah, found it!”
“….Noona?”
She rummaged through the drawers and pulled out a first-aid kit. She started treating his forehead.
“Even though you’re a man, scars aren’t nice. Of course, I love Chrono no matter what, but I’d still prefer you to take better care of yourself.”
“………..”
She leaned in to treat him, and her towel began to slip…
“…Chrono.”
“Ah.”
“Speaking of which, it’s been a while, huh?”
“….Noona…”
She placed her hand on his chest.
“Shall we do it here? Just like back then?”
“………….”
She climbed onto his lap. He pulled her in and said,
“In a bit.”
“Hmm? Why?”
“Because…”
There was a god on the other side of the mirror, watching them with a scary face. He hugged Ur-noona and said,
“Lord Chronos, do you know what my wish is?”
[…Tell me.]
“I was going to do it even if you told me not to.”
[…]
He saw Chronos’s expression crumble.
“I’ll have a long and peaceful life once this is over. And I have the woman I love by my side.”
[So, what is it that you desire?]
“……….”
He looked at Chronos.
“I wished for you to pity me.”
[…What?]
Pity him. To take him in as a pitiful child. A wish that didn’t sound like something a hero would make, a wish that didn’t sound like something an apostle would want. But that was his greatest wish. Because—
“I lost everything.”
In a single day, he had lost everything.
“My friends.”
“My family.”
“My life, my dreams.”
“My past, present, and future.”
“I was dragged into a strange world where I don’t know anyone.”
And he had been forced into this situation.
“Lord Chronos,”
So,
That was why he’d pleaded.
“Pity me. Please, save me when I’m about to crumble. That was all I asked for… but…”
Lord Chronos.
Do you have any idea what you did to me?
“You were smiling when things were going well.”
But when he was afraid, when he wanted to run, when he’d given up on fighting—
“You told me to fight, you scolded me for running away, you made fun of me! And now, you’re trying to brainwash me?!”
He had said it before. No, he said this all the time.
“I’m used to injustice. I’ve been through a lot of shit.”
But even so…!
“There’s a line you shouldn’t cross—!!!!”
His cry echoed through the room. It was filled with his genuine emotions, something even Chronos’s power couldn’t suppress. The mirror began rippling.
[…I understand why you might be upset.]
“…Huh?”
But—
It was just a reflection.
[But you were the one who abandoned me first.]
“……….Wow.”
Chronos was still the same.
Meanwhile,
“Hmm… uh…”
Ur was still on Chrono’s lap. ‘…How long do I have to stay like this…?’
She wasn’t sure if this felt good or not. It was good, probably. But the tension between the two gods behind them was making her spine tingle. ‘Ah…♪ He touched a good spot…’ Chrono was setting up the tent. ‘Haa…!’
To think that she was doing this in front of the Supreme Gods. ‘I might become addicted…’ She trembled.
