Chapter 25 – How Did It Come to This
As the first ray of morning sunlight streamed onto the curtain, Hikigaya opened his eyes, feeling a weight pressing on his chest.
Looking down, he saw it.
The girl who had still been slightly innocent when they met two years ago had now grown into a stunning beauty.
Although she seemed to still be asleep, her full, rounded breasts were currently pressing down on his chest, forming two elliptical cushions of flesh.
The wildness of last night still lingered faintly in the air.
Hikigaya and Ena had talked deeply during their downtime, from her birth until now, and they also discussed many things that had happened after Hikigaya became a God Slayer.
Of course, downtime was downtime, and once feelings were stirred, going with the flow was only natural as far as plot progression went.
Either way, in just one night, their relationship had taken a huge leap forward—"leap" was certainly the right word for it.
Which led to the current scene.
Hikigaya gently moved Ena to the side, helped tuck the blanket around her, and then, completely naked, walked out onto the balcony.
As he looked at the freshly risen morning sun, his heart was filled with emotion.
He could finally say this, smugly, righteously, and with full bravado:
Kusanagi Godou's make-out sessions were child's play— This was the real God Slayer style!!!
From now on, call him "God-Smacking Whip."
That's how he evaluated his performance from the night before—boldly and with high ambition.
But with that came a more pressing issue—today's schedule was tight. He had to figure out the monkey situation.
Unlike Kusanagi Godou, Hikigaya's goal in understanding a deity wasn't to defeat them.
Most of Hikigaya's authorities came from the violent side of nature.
Though he had obtained the "Divine Authority Severing" ability from Set, that ability had no direct effect on gods themselves—it was more of a bonus. His ability to defeat gods relied on natural forces.
Therefore, understanding gods wasn't for the sake of slaying them—it was to obtain authorities more suited to himself.
He had long understood that the God Slayer's preferences influenced the formation of the powers they seized.
A strong will would naturally resonate with divine power, giving rise to authorities that aligned with one's desires.
Even someone like Voban, who battled gods merely for sport and held a casual attitude toward the formation of authorities, still had his powers shaped by his personality and his understanding of the gods.
Because of this trait, God Slayers were the enemies of the gods—the only beings on Earth who treated deities as "food," in a sense.
Hikigaya waved his hand, and his clothes floated up from the room.
As ridiculous as it sounded, during the heat of last night's passion with Ena, he had unconsciously used some powers he probably shouldn't have—and upon waking up early, he discovered his wind-based abilities had somehow leveled up.
So divine weapons could be used like that, huh? He'd completely overlooked it before—what a disgrace!
From now on, he wouldn't call Ama no Murakumo a dumb sword or a crutch—it clearly had "ecstatic" properties. Let's call it the Ecstasy Sword.
Full of emotion, Hikigaya stood there hands on hips, waiting for his underwear.
His underwear did arrive—just not on its own.
"Why aren't you wearing anything?"
With a tone of mock blame, a pair of fair arms reached around from behind him, hugging his waist.
One little finger was hooked through Hikigaya's flowery underpants, swaying in the breeze—a very harmonious scene.
"You're awake?" Hikigaya froze, then flashed a smirk, preparing to turn around for a kiss.
"Pervert! Don't turn around—lift your foot!"
The voice's owner scolded coquettishly, stopping him and issuing a rather embarrassing order.
"Isn't this a bit much?" Hikigaya thought to himself—other than his mom when he was little, he couldn't remember another woman dressing him—wait, something feels off about that thought...
"You're so annoying. If you don't let me help you dress, I'll take all your clothes away."
"Alright, alright, I'll let you," Hikigaya sighed, a doting look on his face as he adjusted his little buddy, then lifted his leg.
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.
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He finished getting dressed.
"I think... I should go shower first?" he suddenly asked.
"Do you think you have time?" Ena finally stepped out from behind him. Hikigaya was disappointed to find she was already dressed.
Wait—why did she say he didn't have time?
The answer revealed itself quickly.
From the halo of sunlight in the distance, a black dot emerged.
Hikigaya squinted at it. The black dot grew larger and larger until finally—
Ugh! Isn't that the Luo Hao?! And she was headed straight toward him?!
He turned to ask Ena if he was seeing things—but she had already curled her lip in disgust and knelt on one knee in a formal salute. Of course, that expression of disdain only lasted a moment—by the time her knee touched the floor, she had flawlessly transitioned into a solemn posture.
"Little brother, you really made me search high and low," Luo Hao's voice traveled through the air.
Before Hikigaya could react, a floral fragrance washed over him.
A beautiful woman in ancient Han clothing appeared just a short distance from the balcony.
The wide, flowing Han robes fluttered in the wind, highlighting her graceful figure, all laid bare before Hikigaya's eyes.
The silk fabric seemed high quality—translucent in the sunlight. Hikigaya sharply noticed a shocking detail:
She wasn't wearing any support underneath! Just a traditional dudou chest wrap!
His hardworking little brother from the night before seemed to understand etiquette—it wanted to rise up to say hello. Hikigaya quickly pressed it down.
This guy never understood—popping up uninvited could be lethal.
Hikigaya's eyes widened as he stared at Luo Hao's chest wrap—no, her whole figure—as she walked on air and stepped onto the balcony.
"Why is your expression so strange?" the Eastern cult leader asked as she landed in the middle of this couple's love nest.
But as Hikigaya well knew, she was a fan of talking to herself—before he or Ena could reply, she had already continued her one-woman show, wrinkling her nose and frowning:
"Why do you reek of such impure smells?"
Now that was a good question.
Hikigaya thought he should have pressed a buzzer.
Unfortunately, Luo Hao was a terrible host. If she ever actually hosted a dating show, she'd be kicked off the stage.
She seized the moral high ground way too fast.
"To greet me, Luo Hao, in such a state... how disgraceful!"
Luo Hao's expression changed drastically. Two patches of red bloomed on her cheeks as she took a step back, her face showing a mix of shame and contempt.
"A king, yet acting like a beast… You've truly disappointed me!"
Hikigaya panicked and looked down—confused.
Ena had done a good job dressing him—nothing was showing…
A sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"What did you come here for?"
He finally managed to respond.
If this were a quiz show, the studio—not just the buzzer, but the whole damn building—would've been smashed to pieces by now.
People with OCD really shouldn't talk to Luo Hao.
"Hmph! I originally came to offer some guidance, but it seems that's unnecessary now." Luo Hao took a delicate step, floated off the balcony again, and rubbed her nose incessantly.
"Shameless, utterly shameless. This island is filthy.
Not only has the Great Sage become a beast, but even you, a king, are no better… If you wish to know the origins of the Great Sage, clean yourself up and go see my disciple. He will lead you to me!"
With that, she vanished…
"Hey!" Hikigaya cried out, realizing too late that the database was with her. Unfortunately, no matter how loudly he called, Luo Hao had already shrunk into a black dot within the sun's halo, and disappeared.
He thought bitterly: If I had just taken a shower first... How did it come to this?!
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