Inner Voice: All Heroines Hear My Inner Voice Chapter 949 949: The betrayed Loki

The following day dawned bright.

Sunlight pierced through the mansion's window slits, bathing the second-floor bedrooms in a warm glow. Eiji had only managed to close his eyes about thirty minutes prior, right after an intimate workout session with two stunning women nestled beside him.

While sleep was technically optional for him, he still indulged in it for relaxation, though his slumber was significantly shorter than that of an ordinary person.

After all, he was no longer a mere mortal, nor an average being.

"Sphew... Sphew... Sphew..."

[Host, I highly doubt anyone else emits such sounds while sleeping.]

Miss System, please be quiet. Your host is attempting to rest.

[Isn't it quite late already? The sun is up, and the roosters are crowing.]

I am not a rooster.

[That's hardly the point!]

Even in this state, the two companions could still engage in banter.

Leme pondered when they would finally engage in intercourse.

Eiji, disregarding Miss System's commentary, sought to savor the tranquility surrounding him, including the comforting warmth and softness he experienced.

To his left, Artoria slumbered, her expression one of profound calm and serenity, a stark contrast to the austere demeanor she typically displayed as the King of Knights. Little over half an hour ago, the Knights of the Round Table would scarcely believe she had a lewd expression while pleasuring him with her mouth.

While on his right, Morgan clung to him tightly, her long hair splayed haphazardly across the pillow, projecting an aura of delicate beauty. Much like Artoria, she too bore a suggestive look. In their recent intense encounter, she had passionately kissed him for a full hour, all the while expertly attending to him elsewhere.

The legendary King and Queen had shed their dignified exteriors.

Both women now served a single man.

As the man in question, Eiji felt an immense sense of happiness and contentment. As for Haruhime? Yesterday marked her inaugural day at the Seiya Familia's residence.

He decided against immediate intimacy, opting to let her acclimate to her new family first.

Although, according to Leme, he could have consummated his relationship with Haruhime right away, given her exceptionally high positive disposition.

[Haruhime's positive level on the Harem King: 96 (Great Gratitude + Generous Love + Regarding You As Her Hero + You Are Her God and Husband At The Same Time)]

However, he chose not to.

*Tok... Tok... Tok...*

A gentle tapping echoed from beyond the room's teakwood door.

"Eiji-sama? I sincerely apologize for interrupting your rest... Scáthach-san requests your immediate presence to prepare breakfast for everyone."

"O-Of course, Haruhime can also assist you, even if she lacks culinary skills. She is eager to learn!"

Haruhime's voice, soft and slightly uncertain, reached him from outside.

When addressing him directly, she often referred to herself in the third person.

Eiji's lips curved slightly. He opened his eyes, suppressing any urge to complain. Regardless of his personal status, within this familia, he was revered as a deity.

Scáthach, if you desire a meal, prepare it yourself!

But wait, perhaps that woman harbored ulterior motives, orchestrating a 'wingman' operation to have Haruhime rouse him. Suddenly, Eiji conceived a playful notion to tease the lovely fox waiting outside his chamber.

"Do come in, Haruhime. The door is unlocked," he announced, his voice pitched neither too high nor too low.

Artoria and Morgan stirred but kept their eyes closed, holding onto him as if he were a plush teddy bear.

Haruhime tentatively turned the doorknob. "Excuse me—"

Upon opening the door, she halted abruptly in the entryway. Her eyes widened, and her face instantly flushed a deep crimson.

Before her stood Eiji, bare-chested and propped against the headboard. Artoria and Morgan, still deeply asleep, were embraced by him, their shoulders and backs exposed, draped only partially by a rumpled silk sheet.

They were completely undressed!

A peculiar yet fragrant scent, reminiscent of those found in brothels, wafted into her nostrils.

Numerous droplets of white fluid speckled the floor. Though Haruhime was still somewhat naive about life's intricacies, her prior association with the Ishtar Familia allowed her to discern precisely what had transpired within the room.

Eiji, Artoria, and Morgan...

They must have shared an intimate night together.

"H-Hiiiii?! I-I am so sorry! I had no idea... that the three of you were sleeping together and... and were... ah!"

Haruhime's reaction was remarkably amusing.

She covered her eyes with both hands in a frenzy, her tail stiffening in sheer astonishment.

Eiji let out a chuckle and inquired, "Good morning, Haruhime. Did you rest well last night?"

"I... Eiji-sama, I..."

Haruhime stammered, utterly unsure where to direct her gaze.

Morgan emitted a soft moan, pressing her face against her husband's strong chest. "Eiji... tell that pretty fox to be quiet... it's far too early for such shrieking..."

Artoria slowly opened her eyes, a flicker of embarrassment crossing her face before she turned to Haruhime. She adjusted the blanket higher, covering herself, especially the lingering white liquid that still traced paths from her two intimate openings. With regal composure, she attempted to regain her calm. "Ah... Haruhime. My apologies, it seems we've overslept a tad."

Haruhime's gaze had indeed fallen upon Artoria's intimate areas, which appeared remarkably suggestive. She swallowed, pondering if this was the undeniable mark of a woman who had lost her virginity.

She herself had never experienced such a state; thus, she appeared to be a true virgin.

While she did not suspect Eiji of deceit, the recent spectacle solidified her conviction.

Unbeknownst to Haruhime, while what she witnessed was indeed proof of a woman's lost innocence, the dimensions of those openings, particularly Artoria's delicate pink an4l, were distinctly unusual.

Such a sight could only result from a man possessing a penis of considerably above-average size.

Ehem! Speaking of which, Eiji felt his inner dragon stirring once more.

A distinct bulge began to rise beneath the blanket's surface.

"...?" Haruhime tilted her head, observing the scene with bewilderment, unsure of its meaning.

Artoria and Morgan directed their unblinking gazes at Eiji.

This man...

He was simply never satisfied!

Artoria then turned back to Haruhime. "Inform Scáthach to wait for another hour."

"An hour? A-Alright." Haruhime felt the time stretched excessively, just to extricate herself from that spot and take a bath.

However, she refrained from further questioning. She spun around and hurried out of the room, ensuring the door clicked shut behind her.

Yet, she did not descend to the first floor immediately. Driven by curiosity, she pressed her ear against the door, focusing her keen fox ears to secretly eavesdrop.

Her heart began to pound, and she gulped as she heard—

"Mnn.. ahh... Eiji, just a moment longer, okay? After this, you absolutely must prepare breakfast. This time— Oohh! I'm craving a chicken dish."

Artoria’s voice was accompanied by her riding Eiji, her hips undulating rhythmically.

His cock thrust in and out of her ass hole, creating a symphony of moans and resounding slaps that filled the chamber.

Morgan, not to be outdone, laughed and began licking Eiji's cock as it moved within Artoria's rear. She cooed, "My husband, I desire any kind of fish dish. As long as you're the one cooking, I'm certain it will be exquisite~ Here's my initial offering."

"You two are doing this just so I'll cook for you again, aren't you?" Eiji chuckled with a helpless smile.

He had not only captured the hearts and bodies of these two women but also conquered their palates with his divinely skilled cooking.

It was quite troublesome, indeed.

But given the token of affection they offered, he couldn't refuse. While allowing Haruhime to continue her clandestine listening, he embraced Artoria's waist, savoring the sensations from her backside and Morgan's warm tongue.

Leme let out a laugh.

[Continue, keep going, our king! The women in your harem aren't just for show; you should engage in more perverse acts with them!]

With such wicked exhortations, Eiji plunged deeper into the intoxicating sensation, culminating inside Artoria.

The woman renowned as the King of Knights let out a thunderous moan. She climaxed, her release splattering across Morgan's beautiful face.

Nevertheless, their passionate encounters persisted.

Haruhime gazed at the women now attending to Eiji with a pang of envy, her fingers tightening on her kimono, longing evident in her eyes.

From the second floor, Scáthach, who was enjoying Medusa's homemade tea, heard the sounds and smiled with amusement.

"My wingman operation appears to be progressing splendidly."

"...."

Medusa refrained from questioning the necessity of it all.

This Haruhime seemed to have fallen for Eiji. Once she joined his familia, escape would be impossible.

More than an hour later.

Eiji had prepared breakfast for everyone in his familia. With ample time before Apollo's party that evening, he decided to review his spoils for the morning.

[Ding! Detected that the host has altered the plot of "Danmachi".]

[Plot successfully changed by 20.5% through healing Hephaestus's affliction and her subsequent falling in love with you. You have removed the possibility of the protagonist group member, Welf, forming a romantic bond with his goddess.]

[As expected of a blonde villain.]

"Blonde? My hair is undeniably white. That villainous persona couldn't possibly be me."

"Continue, Miss System."

Eiji paid no serious attention to the System's assessment.

He certainly didn't see himself as a blonde villain.

The System found itself momentarily speechless by its host's denial.

[In the process, you have managed to sway Hestia's affections towards you. Though unconfessed, in her heart—Bell's position now ranks below yours.]

Bell-kun, my apologies.

You fancy Ais, don't you? So, it's perfectly alright for me to look after your goddess.

Seated comfortably on the sofa before the house, Eiji shamelessly offered his inner apology to the story's protagonist.

Bell now perceived that his goddess, Hestia, was no longer clinging to him. While Hestia remained kind and loving, her affection toward him had shifted from their past dynamic.

A mix of happiness and sadness churned within Bell; he found himself uncertain of how to feel. It wasn't just Syr, but Hestia too, who seemed to have ceased her pursuit of him.

A truly wise person might label this scenario as fanfiction. If you don't adapt, what's the purpose?

[You have successfully captivated the Goddess of Beauty, Freya, in her guise as Syr. She is now so fixated on you that Bell, Ottar, or any other male within her Familia holds absolutely no interest for her.]

[Having learned of Allen's demise, she suspects your involvement. However, rather than anger, she feels a longing for you, lamenting that you abandoned her after toying with her affections.]

[Tonight, she is eager to claim you as her own, completely and irrevocably.]

Was this Freya's thought process regarding the events of the previous night?

Not bad.

She still appears oblivious to the contract with the Emanator of Voracity that lies embedded within her very being.

As for Freya's plans for the night, Eiji was looking forward to witnessing her clash with Ishtar in a battle of wills.

[Finally, you've usurped the protagonist's role in rescuing Haruhime from the Ishtar Familia. You liberated her from Ishtar's grasp and even bestowed your own falna upon her.]

[This act perfectly aligns with your established persona as a villain.]

"Could you refrain from labeling your host a villain? I am not the one who transmigrated into a villainous role."

Eiji suspected that Miss System had been engrossed in numerous villain-centric novels lately, explaining her frequent comparisons of her host to such characters.

Miss System feigned ignorance, continuing her tasks.

[Congratulations, host. You have received 100 Rebirth Pills.]

"Have you exhausted your repertoire of rewards, Miss System?"

[It is a matter of random allocation, host.]

Eiji felt an urge to weep, yet no tears would fall. He let out a sigh before rising and stretching his limbs.

The reward this time was, in fact, quite beneficial. His previous stock of rebirth pills had been meager, making the acquisition of more a positive development for him.

With these pills, he would be spared the necessity of expending his magic, unlike the situation with Aphrodite from Highschool DxD.

...

Meanwhile.

At Twilight Manor.

The typically tranquil atmosphere was shattered by Loki's theatrical wails. The tomboyish, red-haired goddess writhed on the living room carpet, pointing accusingly at Ais, Riveria, and Lefiya.

The reason?

She had discovered their clandestine excursion to the Seiya Familia's residence and the fact that they had deliberately incapacitated her with an excessive amount of alcohol.

"HUWAAAAAA! How could you! How could you! You visited a man named Eiji's house without my permission! This is the second time! Did you think I wouldn't find out? You don't love me anymore?! You've betrayed me!"

Loki shrieked hysterically, shedding crocodile tears that failed to moisten her cheeks.

Lefiya's face flushed crimson as she panicked, attempting to placate her goddess. "L-Loki-sama! It's not like that at all! We merely... we merely wished to foster a positive relationship while gathering intelligence on the Seiya Familia members. In my assessment, they are immensely powerful and benevolent, with their god even permitting us to learn from his familia members."

She elaborated on how Artoria imparted her sword techniques to Ais, and how she and Riveria received magical instruction from Morgan.

There was also the matter of Eiji's exceptional kindness in offering them accommodation at his familia's estate.

Upon hearing this, Finn and Gareth mused that Eiji was indeed a friendly god, and his familia members were remarkably approachable. This information, of course, had been shared by Riveria prior to Loki's discovery.

They offered only brief comments.

However, Loki remained displeased! Her jealousy intensified, fueling her suspicion that Eiji was actively charming the women within her familia.

She sat up abruptly, pointing a finger at Ais's nose. "Liar! I recognize that expression, Ais-chan! You must be utterly captivated by that male god, aren't you? And you, Riveria! What sort of mother abandons her goddess to languish alone, only to visit another familia's headquarters teeming with beautiful women?"

"?" Ais tilted her head in utter confusion.

Ais was unaware that Loki's distress stemmed not only from jealousy but also from her own exclusion from meeting Artoria and the other esteemed ladies of the Seiya Familia.

But as for Eiji—

"Eiji-sama is kind and remarkably handsome."

"Kugh!! Ais-chan, you... what are you saying? Oh no! This cannot be! Ais-chan is completely ensnared by that scoundrel, Eiji! That guy... how dare he attempt to steal a member of my harem!"

Loki clutched her head, her expression a blatant display of the panic a goddess should never exhibit. Within her mind's eye, she envisioned an NTR scenario, mirroring one she had witnessed in a recent dream.

Ais struggled to comprehend Loki's pronouncements. The harshness of her words rendered them nearly incomprehensible to her.

Riveria gazed at Loki with disdain, like one might look at dirt. Exhaling a lengthy breath, a vein visibly throbbed on her forehead, a testament to her strained patience. "Loki, that's enough," she commanded.

"No! Mama-san, you're so unfair! You, Ais-chan, and Lefiya-chan have betrayed my affections! I—"

*BONG!*

A sharp crack of wood striking Loki's head reverberated through the chamber.

With pinpoint accuracy, Riveria had tapped the tip of her magic wand onto the crown of Loki's head, causing her to freeze instantly, clutching her head in evident pain.

Within their familia, only Riveria possessed the audacity to inflict physical discipline upon their own goddess.

Finn and Gareth exchanged wry smiles. In this moment, they wouldn't even dare to intervene with Riveria's actions.

The high elf's emerald eyes narrowed, and a formidable aura surged from her being.

Intimidated, Loki swallowed hard.

"Cease this absurd charade. Refrain from uttering such peculiar and mortifying sentiments. Our visit to the Seiya Familia is solely for the purpose of fostering goodwill and out of professional interest in their capabilities," Riveria stated icily.

Rubbing her head, Loki’s voice dropped, though a pout remained. "But... but you two went without me twice... I also wish to witness the splendor of that guy's residence. I've heard rumor that he even occupies the very house I've been coveting, and that he boasts beautiful family members."

Riveria sighed once more, choosing to disregard the latter part of Loki's statement. "If you could demonstrate a modicum of maturity, Loki, perhaps I would then consider accompanying you on our subsequent visit."

Her concern was that Loki might instigate trouble if she were to accompany them to the Seiya Familia's abode.

Loki's lips pulled into a slight twist. Since when did she require Riveria's permission to meet whomever she pleased? A snort of derision escaped her internally.

Yet, outwardly, she maintained an appearance of compliance. Furthermore, she remembered Apollo's upcoming party. Later that same night, she might encounter Eiji, and at that opportune moment, she would make him pay for charming the women within her familia.

While Riveria was sternly admonishing Loki, Ais remained silent, her thoughts occupied by Eiji. More accurately, she harbored a keen curiosity about the methods he employed to rapidly enhance his familia members' strength.

During their next encounter, perhaps she could inquire directly from him.