Chapter 105: Chapter 105
Because his ’appetite’ had been thoroughly stirred up, Kiriya could not help indulging a few more times.
By the time everything finally settled down, night had already fallen and the city lights were beginning to glow.
"Here, drink some water. Look at you, your voice is hoarse."
Kiriya helped the weak, exhausted Hestia sit up and spoke with concern.
"And whose fault do you think that is?"
Hestia’s voice was hoarse and powerless as she gave Kiriya a faint glare, though she did not refuse the water.
She really did need to rehydrate.
After preparing a comforting dinner for Hestia-sama, who had been overworked beyond measure, and taking care of her until she finished eating, Kiriya finally got dressed and prepared to go out.
"Where... are you going?"
Hestia was half-asleep, her eyelids fighting to stay open.
"The Pleasure Quarter," Kiriya answered honestly.
"Oh, the Pleasure Quarter..."
At first, Hestia did not react.
Still groggy, she was just about to drift off when the words suddenly exploded through her mind like lightning, waking her up completely.
"WHAT? The Pleasure Quarter?!"
This goddess had just been thoroughly teased by him, and now this guy still wanted to go to the Pleasure Quarter?
She instinctively tried to get up and chase after Kiriya, but the moment she exerted herself, her body froze.
Her exhausted body immediately protested, demanding proper rest.
"You... Even after all that, you still have the energy to go chasing after other women?"
Hestia gritted her teeth, wishing she could squeeze Kiriya dry on the spot.
"What are you imagining? Am I really that desperate in your eyes?"
Seeing Hestia’s reaction, Kiriya did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"I’m going there for something serious."
"Hmph. Every man who goes there says that."
Hestia still did not believe him.
A woman’s natural vigilance and jealousy left her extremely displeased.
"Would I lie to you?"
Kiriya then told Hestia about the series of moves Ishtar had made earlier, and Hestia immediately flared up in anger.
"What? That idiot Ishtar actually dared to make a move against you? Unforgivable!"
Hestia ground her teeth.
If she had not been completely drained of strength right now, she would have charged straight into Ishtar’s headquarters to settle accounts.
Although she usually looked like a harmless little goddess, if someone truly provoked her, she could fight too.
"Hey, hey, don’t get worked up."
Kiriya pressed down on Hestia’s shoulders and gently stroked her head, his voice soft.
"How could I let Hestia-sama personally handle such dirty work? It’s enough for me, your Familia member, to take care of it."
Hestia hesitated.
"Are you sure? That’s the Ishtar Familia! They have several hundred people, and plenty of high-level adventurers. They’re not like the Apollo Familia, who only had one Level 3 holding up the whole place.
And besides... you said it yourself. They have a magic that can unconditionally raise an adventurer’s level. That’s practically cheating."
"Relax. I never fight battles I’m not sure I can win. No matter how many people they have, they’re nothing but paper tigers."
Kiriya gave a confident smile, as if everything was already within his grasp.
"This time, I’m not just going to defeat them. I’m going to break them."
"Break them?"
Hestia looked at Kiriya’s gentle smile and suddenly felt a little nervous.
"Killing... killing is no good. The Guild won’t allow that. Don’t get yourself into huge trouble because of those bad women. It’s not worth it."
"Haha, don’t worry. It’s just a figure of speech."
Kiriya stroked the goddess’s smooth cheek.
"No one is going to die tonight, but that doesn’t mean their fate will be any easier."
"If you already have a plan, then I won’t say too much."
Thinking of Kiriya’s taijutsu that could greatly raise his strength, Hestia finally relaxed a little. But she still made her own demand.
"I’m going too. Otherwise, I won’t feel at ease."
"But your body..."
The smile on Kiriya’s face turned slightly teasing.
"Don’t you have that healing magic? Use it on me."
Hestia kicked her little feet.
"All right."
Kiriya shrugged, stepped forward, and placed his hand on Hestia’s lower abdomen.
...
The Pleasure Quarter at night was truly a sea of pleasure.
A large number of lightly dressed women stood on both sides of the street.
From young women to mature beauties, from elegant ladies to passionate temptresses, every age and style could be found here.
A thick, sweet fragrance of perfume and powder filled the entire district.
In this place, whether they were adventurers with unusual tastes or gods who pursued excitement and novelty, everyone could satisfy their own particular preferences.
Naturally, it became the first choice for all kinds of pleasure-seeking men.
As long as they paid enough money, they could obtain the highest enjoyment here.
Even if both body and wallet were emptied, they would have no regrets.
Under normal circumstances, this place should have been a scene where men and women met each other’s eyes, paired off, or gathered in small groups to enjoy activities that were supposedly good for body and mind.
But today, none of those men and women were in the mood.
Because they saw someone unexpected.
Senju Kiriya.
"Isn’t that... Sylvan? What is he doing here?"
"Listen to yourself. A young man grows up and wants to taste the world. Isn’t that normal?"
"That makes sense. After all, his goddess is Hestia... He probably has to work hard every day to keep himself under control."
"Hehehe..." x N.
The men and male gods all revealed knowing smiles.
Quite a few male adventurers and gods were already planning to go forward and greet Kiriya, using this chance to build a closer relationship with him.
For example, by establishing a deep bond between fellow men.
After all, weren’t there a few classic ways men became close? Fighting together, drinking together, and visiting this kind of place together.
If they managed two of those at once, wouldn’t that make them practically brothers?
Meanwhile, the women here all had eyes shining brightly.
The way they looked at Kiriya was burning hot, like a pack of wolves staring at a tender little rabbit.
"Oh my, the famous sylvan. I heard he’s very strong."
"That’s right. He defeated over a hundred adventurers from the Apollo Familia all by himself."
"With that body... I really want to test his stamina."
"That face... so cute! He’s exactly my type."
"Hehe, he’s mine. None of you are allowed to steal him."
"Hmph. Whoever gets him first gets him."
For a moment, the women looked at one another, and the atmosphere became strangely tense.
Less than a second later, they rushed toward him almost at the same time, all trying to claim this rare prey.
Before they even reached him, they had already started showing their cards.
"Little brother, come play with me. This big sister knows all kinds of things."
"With those amateur tricks of yours? Don’t make me laugh."
"Handsome boy, we have triplets here."
Seeing Kiriya sink into a sea of fragrant women, almost completely buried by their enthusiasm, the crowd of lechers nearby turned red-eyed with envy.
One by one, they looked as if they wanted nothing more than to replace him.
Even if they were drained dry, they would accept it gladly.
But what happened next shocked them even more.
Wooden pillars rose around Kiriya one after another, densely forming a sturdy fence.
The wooden pillars blocked all the women outside.
"What... what is he trying to do?"
They did not understand.
"What a waste! What an absolute waste!"
One lecher beat his chest and stamped his feet as if mourning a tragedy.
Facing the gazes around him—some confused, some jealous, some hateful—Kiriya remained calm.
He cupped his hands toward the women around him.
"Ladies, each of you has your own beauty and that makes choosing truly difficult."
"After thinking it over, I decided I should follow my personal preference."
Kiriya’s words immediately filled the women with anticipation.
"Then hurry up and tell us. What kind do you like?"
"That’s right. Name your conditions. This big sister can handle them all."
"I like strong women."
Kiriya pointed toward the Pleasure Quarter in front of him.
"To every working lady on this street: if any of you can defeat me, then I’ll belong to you for the night. How does that sound?"
The moment those words fell, the entire place erupted.
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