Vol 3 Epilogue (1/2)
Epilogue
In the latter half of July, it was the peak of summer.
For southern Italy, beginning in May was already the warm season for
short-sleeved clothing.
So during the peak of summer, the sun's heat was especially intense, and
because of that, the seaside resorts were packed with people every single
day.
”Young man, after you became a Campione, I had given you my honest
advice — ”
Under the cloudless Sardinian blue sky.
A beautiful beach, as well as the deep azure ocean extended before his
eyes.
This was not a place where he had visited with Erica during spring. Instead
this was on the north-western part of the island, a beach near the
abandoned silver mines.
Though it was located close to Alghero which had the airport, the beach
was not recorded in travel guides.
Currently present were Kusanagi G.o.dou and Mariya Yuri, their host
Lucretia Zola, as well as Erica Blandelli with her a.s.sistant and maid
Arianna.
”Your greatest flaw is that you don't suspect your friends. As a young man,
this is admittedly adorable, but you are a real and proper devil king-sama.
As both a king and a warrior, how could you be so careless? This is why
this happens to you.”
The one who explained with such an att.i.tude was Lucretia.
The nostalgic Witch of Sardinia, the chief culprit who caused G.o.dou to
become a Campione, the old lady who looked like a beautiful girl in the
prime of life.
She was now lying on a mat on the beach, elegantly having sun tan lotion
applied on her.
The one applying the lotion was Kusanagi G.o.dou, yes, that's him.
As a side note, the two of them were wearing swimwear, though Lucretia's
bikini top had been untied, in other words, she was lying there half-naked.
Applying lotion to her back, G.o.dou had lifeless eyes, and remained silent
without speaking a word.
”When backed into a corner, your judgment and decisiveness can be
frightening, but I hope you learn to think ahead a little.”
As a side note, Lucretia's body was rich with the voluptuous feel of a
mature woman.
A bosom possessing overwhelming oppressive presence, a narrow waist
despite a very decadent lifestyle, every voluptuous curve of her body
surpa.s.sed those of Erica's.
Besides, at a height of roughly 160cm, Erica was considered somewhat
short amongst Italian women.
By j.a.panese standards, her figure rivaled swimsuit models, but in her
home country, Erica only stood out as a particularly slim and slender girl.
However, Lucretia was completely different.
With a height of 170cm plus a bit, and a body that exploded with the
sensual beauty of her curves.
That kind of s.e.xy litheness, was like a show girl appearing on European or
American television, or comparable to a celebrity s.e.x symbol.
”The first thing you should have suspected, was whether the crafty
Erica-san was provoking your wariness on purpose by that kind of
proposal. From that moment on, you should have pondered whether it was
the beginning of a conspiracy, hey... Keep your hands moving, you need to
apply the lotion more thoroughly.”
”By the way, Lucretia, isn't it time to return G.o.dou to me?”
With a joyful voice, Erica started a conversation with the half-naked beauty
in the middle of her lecture.
Dressed in a black bikini with red patterns and designed for activity, Erica
generously exhibited her well-proportioned limbs and tender skin.
”Because you helped out, I lent G.o.dou out for you to command. But the
purpose of this trip is to hasten the development of my relations.h.i.+p with
G.o.dou, right? That's about enough.”
...Kusanagi G.o.dou and Mariya Yuri had arrived at the Alghero airport.
Welcoming the pair were the three of them — Lucretia and Erica, with
Arianna standing behind them as their maid.
That's right, everything was conducted within Erica's grasp.
From inciting G.o.dou's sense of emergency with the travel plans at the very
beginning, to making the cornered G.o.dou seek help from an acquaintance
who was already complicit in the conspiracy.
And just like that, G.o.dou rushed towards a summer vacation island, to this
open location.
The plan designed by Lucretia and her secret ally Erica, was perfectly
executed to success.
”G.o.dou-san... Did you not say this was your host and savior? Then you
should serve her even more earnestly, and with full sincerity, right?”
As G.o.dou serviced Lucretia as she lied down, Yuri's cold voice was
warning him.
She was wearing a blue one-piece swimsuit with a mini-skirt design. Even
so, the pale complexion of her shoulders clearly gave off a feeling unique
to young ladies.
Though a lot of places were covered, it was still a swimsuit.
Yuri's graceful figure was unambiguously displayed. Though her curves
lost to Erica and Lucretia by a step or two, they were still extremely
pleasing to the eye, and her air of n.o.bility was something wonderful that
the other two lacked.
”...Lucretia-san. Umm, it's about time to stop, right?”
Yuri's glance of derision caused G.o.dou piercing pain.
They had been caught at the airport then kidnapped to this beach.
Subsequently, G.o.dou was forced into manual labor by the pretext, 'you
were invited here specifically so that you must repay the favor using your
body.'
Just as he was about to refuse, Lucretia deliberately looked at him from
afar.
'I see... By the way, you are a man, so it is natural you would not service
an old lady like me, but would prefer the fresh young bodies of Erica-san
and the girl you brought here. Hohoho, a fellow who would ditch his friends
for his lovers, a fellow who doesn't return favors, you s.e.xual predator... By
the way, if you don't agree to my demands, from now on, I will be calling
you s.e.xual predator all the time.'
Due to this convoluted threat, G.o.dou had no choice but to serve her.
”G.o.dou-san. If you don't mind, let me subst.i.tute for you?”
The one speaking beside him was Arianna Hayama Arialdi with her very
long name. Though she was Erica's a.s.sistant, she was basically her maid.
By the way, she was currently wearing an ap.r.o.n over her swimsuit. In a
certain sense, it felt like something was reversed.
When G.o.dou asked her 'why wear an ap.r.o.n,' she immediately answered
with something like 'but when serving others, don't you have to wear this?'
As long as one avoided her driving or any cooking involving stewing, she
was a naturally healing female presence.
”Please do give me a hand, Anna-san!”
”Wait a while, young man, this is no good. Arianna, don't get impatient.”
”Ah, Lucretia-san, why is that?”
”It feels great to know that the young man serving me hates it. So, young
man, do your work with ever more loving care. Besides, this should be nice
for you, right? To openly and legally caress the skin of a beauty like me.”
”...The one who called herself old was yourself, Lucretia-san!”
G.o.dou protested loudly.
It is almost time to stop, for I am next. G.o.dou knew Erica was thinking that
as she laid beside him, and wanted to escape from her. More importantly,
the silently watching Yuri's cold sharp glares were like those of a
demoness^, making G.o.dou very terrified.
”How can I harbor such strange thoughts against an old lady from the
same generation as my grandfather?! Please do not say these kinds of
strange things.”
”Hoho, your mouth denies it, but your body is honest. I can feel your
fingers trembling on my back, it's OK to be a little more daring, eh? Ah...
That's the way, your technique is good, you've already figured out the
sensitive spot on my shoulder. Yes, now gently, slowly just like that, don't
hurry — ah...”
A seductive atmosphere and subtle sounds were deliberately released
from Lucretia's lips.
Unable to stand it, G.o.dou could only surrender.
”I beg you, please could you spare me.”
Anyway, that was the seaside in the peak of summer.
G.o.dou casted his mental fatigue aside. Whenever he started playing, he
automatically felt full of pa.s.sion.
Hearing that the locals were gathering for a beach football tournament,
Lucretia suddenly suggested joining in.
”I don't mind, let's have fun.”
”I see. So, you guys come as well.”
Lucretia was ordering him with a matter-of-fact tone of voice, and G.o.dou
shook his head.
”Why do we have to join as well?”
”It's a tournament where the winning team gets the luxury prize of a fully
automatic was.h.i.+ng machine. There is no meaning unless I form a team
with our group. For the sake of bolstering the ranks of my household
appliances, you all must help!”
”Because I have a bad premonition, I must refuse. Besides, we can't
possibly win in a sports event with our roster of team members.”
G.o.dou, Erica, Yuri, Arianna and Lucretia. Five of them.
There was absolutely no sense of balance. How could such a team
possibly function normally? G.o.dou was certain of that.
”You've been spoiling your lover, but now you ignore me, your local
wife [2] !?”
”W-Who is my local wife?”
”I, Lucretia Zola, am the local wife of you, Kusanagi G.o.dou. How could you
possibly not know that?”
The Witch of Sardinia declared nonchalantly.
Watching the frowning G.o.dou, Yuri showed a terrible expression that
seemed to say 'It really was like that!? To think I believed in you so much!'
Really, please spare me and don't play these kinds of jokes.
”I have completely no idea. You cannot just decide on your own.”
”No, I also want to experience it, how it feels to be Erica-san, who became
the lover of the recently born Campione and won the t.i.tle of [Diavolo
Rosso]. And coincidentally, my dear friend you came along, so I have to
make you spoil me.”
”Please don't have such thoughts. How old are you, what good is there in
relying on others?”
”Despite how I look, I am actually a very stubborn woman, oh? If you doubt
my words, you can ask your grandfather.”
”Don't describe those things in such vivid detail!”
Losing to Lucretia in spirit, G.o.dou had no choice but to partic.i.p.ate in the
compet.i.tion.
If it was a normal football match, five people were definitely not enough.
But since there was a lack of partic.i.p.ants, it suddenly became a beach
football tournament that five people could play.
With such unfettered rules of typical Italian style, the compet.i.tion began —
G.o.dou's worries became reality.
Yuri and Arianna were incompetent at sports, while Lucretia was sports
capable but too lazy.
Those three could not be counted on at all, so it was up to the remaining
two.
As the trump card, Erica charged before the opponents' goal and scored
alone. On the other hand, G.o.dou ran everywhere, taking possession of the
ball, pa.s.sing, and was a total manual laborer.
With this sort of team, how could victory be sustained, and they were
defeated in the third match.
After the tournament ended, G.o.dou walked alone towards the beach.
Finding something that was either a coconut or a cycas tree, he leaned
against the tree trunk to alleviate the fatigue from the beach football.
Looking out towards the sky, the direct sunlight made his eyes narrow to a
slit.
Thinking back, the current situation was much different from the first time
he came to the Mediterranean.
Having obtained the supernatural body of a Campione, but more
importantly —
”You're here at such a place, G.o.dou? I was looking for you.”
Chatting with him as she sat down beside him was Erica.
The first time he sat on a bench with this girl, they kept such a far distance
from each other, but now — what distance, they were completely stuck
together.
Oh no, too careless — ! G.o.dou realized his mistake.
Having claimed such an advantageous position, Erica pursued victory with
monstrous strength and it was already impossible to escape from her.
Furthermore, an originally very attractive young beauty, was now dressed
in this manner...