"And that's why Ereshkigal is here with me now," Alex finished his story.
Cao Cao and Kuroka's jaws were on the floor, while Valerie was just blinking in surprise.
Ereshkigal cleared her throat.
"My, oh my," she laughed nervously. "I won't cause any more harm to you or Alex. I just want to be with him."
"…Don't you have divine duties?" Cao Cao asked as he recovered.
"Actually, with my pantheon barely having any followers anymore, I rarely receive new souls. I'd have to check in once every six months or so, but that's it. If you're not a leader of your pantheon, you'd be surprised how much free time gods and goddesses have on their hands. They mostly seek entertainment," Ereshkigal explained.
"Well, I think our main problem now is that we're homeless," Alexandre said, looking at the white landscape.
Truly, this was a frozen wasteland.
"Where are we going?" Kuroka asked, shivering. She had put on her kimono, but she was still freezing!
"I'm thinking the U.S. Specifically, Arizona. Lots of land and few neighbors I can easily buy," Alexandre said to everyone.
"Anything you guys want for the house?" he asked around.
"I want a game room," Valerie said.
"I want a big hot tub to fit a group of people and a hot spring, nya~," Kuroka smiled.
"A training room," Cao Cao said, then shrugged. "And a place to rest."
"Well, I'm used to a palace and undead servants, but as long as I share a room with you, it's fine!" Ereshkigal said with a smile.
"Are you sure you don't want your own room?" Alexandre asked cautiously. He still felt she was dangerous.
"No! Ishtar, that bitch, once bragged to me that make-up sex is the best, and I have a lot to make up for," Ereshkigal said, rubbing her thighs. Alex's earlier power may have made her feel fear, but looking back, it highly aroused her.
Alexandre looked at the blonde, red-eyed goddess with a sinful body that looked great in her black dress, her black panties fully on display in the front, and her light brown and black cape flowing down to her feet, with a black crown adorning her head.
He really liked the idea.
"Well, I believe we can get that house today…"
"Can I make my requests too?"
The group quickly turned to the others approaching in that frozen tundra, seeing Arthur Pendragon, along with his sister Le Fay and Arthur's lover.
"I assume you've managed to resolve the issues with the Pendragon Family?" Alex asked with a smile.
"Well, as much as was possible…"
"If you need help, I can assist," Alexandre said with a smile. "I can always unleash [Juggernaut Drive] on the Pendragon Family's headquarters."
Arthur let out a soft laugh. "I'll keep that in mind."
Azazel was sitting in his office, grumbling about knowing a certain Hakuryuukou.
He had no idea what happened in Germany, but it was clear something did.
Hell, every faction was conducting its own independent investigations, but only he knew Alexandre lived right at the epicenter.
His attempts to call him and getting no answer told him his phone didn't survive. Or he didn't want to pick up.
It was obvious what happened was a battle between two extremely powerful people, one of whom was the Hakuryuukou, or Azazel would tear off his own wings.
Fortunately, they kept the battle fairly contained, with only about 20 square kilometers absolutely decimated and just 65,000 human casualties, mostly heart attacks, since it was in the middle of nowhere.
The gods fixed most of the area and tried to cover it all up.
The Norse were up in arms about it since it was their territory, but internal conflict within their faction was still ongoing, preventing any moves they might take.
Azazel suspected Alexandre did or knew something about that too, as it happened after he visited them.
Sighing, he knew he needed to contact the Hakuryuukou somehow, and he was probably somewhere remote.
He'd have to do it the old-fashioned way, and it would likely cost a lot of time, resources, and manpower to find him, if he was still alive. His instincts told him he was.
"I guess I'll put Slash Dog on it," he said to himself as he stood to visit a certain bar.
Ereshkigal watched where her lover was training his two students in the middle of a large field at their new house.
The young blond wielding a holy sword—Arthur Pendragon, if she remembered correctly—was training with the boy with the Holy Spear. Ereshkigal had to say both had great skill.
Additionally, the Dhampir named Valerie was training with the Cat Youkai and the girl Le Fay in magic and combat.
"That immortality is really something," Ereshkigal thought, seeing all of Valerie's wounds vanish instantly on her body. She didn't even flinch when hit.
Moreover, Alexandre was training with everyone.
She had just watched them train over the past few days and had to say it was very entertaining to see the young ones fight constantly and get beaten. It might be because Alex was the one doing it; she wasn't sure.
"Ere-chan, want to help me teach them?" Alexandre asked.
"Me?" she asked loudly, surprised. She had never trained anyone in her life.
"Yes, you. You're very powerful and probably getting bored. Plus, it gives them a good chance to face someone besides me and see a different style."
"Well, if my consort asks, it would be very improper to say no," she said as she stood from her chair and dismissed it.
Her spear appeared in her hand, making everyone look at it cautiously. The memory of how painful it was still fresh in Alexandre's mind.
"Now, who should I face?" she asked as her cape rippled in a wind that came from nowhere.
"Ere-chan, no spear. Just hand-to-hand combat, and keep it slightly above their current level. Since you're smaller, I think you should work with Valerie, as she might pick up some moves or ideas from you," Alexandre said, a bit nervous. He wasn't sure if she could actually do what he asked.
Sighing, she dismissed her spear and looked at Valerie with a terrifying intensity that immediately put her on guard.
Valerie knew she had no chance against a serious Ereshkigal, or any Ereshkigal.
"Well, little girl, I'm not great at hand-to-hand combat since my spear is where I really shine, but I can't let you make blondes look bad, so be prepared. I'll show you how the torturers of the Underworld beat the souls of the damned!" she exclaimed theatrically.
She then rushed forward at a speed Valerie could still see and threw a left hook. Valerie blocked but grunted at the force behind it, which broke her arm. She definitely wouldn't make that mistake again.
Valerie dodged and weaved, moving slightly back with each motion, letting punches and kicks miss by inches, looking for any opening to counterattack.
As Ereshkigal overextended slightly on a punch, Valerie grabbed her arm, locked it, and delivered several kicks to Ereshkigal. Ereshkigal blocked them all with her other arm, which was trying to pull Valerie off.
Valerie let go as a brutal jab came straight at her face and landed gracefully on the ground, looking at Ereshkigal, who had a small smile.
"This is actually pretty fun," she thought as she attacked Valerie again, this time going a bit faster.
Sex.
Oh, how he loved it~
Well, in Alex's mind, it was nothing unusual. After all, he was twenty-one years old and had already slept with several women.
Especially with Youkai, like Yasaka and Kuroka, who could use Bouchujutsu (techniques that used Ki and Senjutsu in bed).
Well, it wasn't widely known, but according to his research, Youkai who knew Bouchujutsu and Demons who were masters of seduction arts were the best of the best in nighttime activities.
Of course, the research was conducted in absolute secrecy and purely for scientific purposes.
"Alex~"
The Hakuryuukou stayed in the hot spring they were in.
Alex looked up to meet Kuroka's eyes. She had a gentle but tired look.
"Would you mind letting me go?"
Alex didn't respond, just grunted and buried his face in her breasts again.
"Just a bit longer…"
Kuroka couldn't help but laugh at her lover's antics. She gently stroked his hair.
She liked pampering him. It always gave her a sense of triumph to see Alexandre act like a spoiled child and a horny teenager around her.
She wanted to see all sides of her lover and had succeeded. And she fell even harder for him.
There was nothing about Alexandre she didn't love. Well, except for his unmatched stamina. Not that she didn't enjoy it per se; who was she kidding, she loved it. But on days like these, she wished he'd control his impulses a bit more.
After all, she couldn't meet the Youkai leaders in her sore state. And no matter how much she cleaned or healed herself, some Youkai had really good senses of smell and perception.
Kuroka couldn't help it. She laughed and hugged his head tighter. She didn't want to get out of bed either, but work was work.
"Alex~ If you don't let me go, I'll be late."
"Yasaka?"
"Yes."
Kuroka never regretted killing her former master, as her beloved sister's life was at stake, but if there was one thing she regretted, it was how she did it.
Because never in her life did she think her actions would nearly annihilate her entire race. Though the Nekoshou clan narrowly avoided total annihilation, many innocent lives were lost. And when she witnessed the supposed massacre and the scar it left on her clan, it was too much.
If not for Alexandre, the guilt would've turned her into a different person.
Maybe she would've become a wanderer traveling the world to find a strong person to have children with, out of necessity and not love.
But Alexandre showed her how she could atone for her sins, which ultimately benefited both her and her clan.
Yasaka was a fair, kind, and strong leader, but even she had her limits. She couldn't keep spending her resources and time on the Nekoshou clan, no matter how much she wanted to. But Alex found a solution for everything.
Every supernatural faction had one or a few rulers and a council that governed the respective factions.
The council was there to guide the rulers, but in some cases, the council held more power than the rulers themselves. The Kyoto Youkai faction also had a council, but it was a bit different. To hold a seat on the Youkai council, one had to be a strong leader of a noble or prominent clan. There were special cases too—if a Youkai was truly powerful and did many good deeds for the faction, they could earn a council seat.
That was what Kuroka wanted, per Alex's advice. If she could join the council, her clan would automatically become prominent, receiving the special treatment they desperately needed.
For over a year, she had been secretly helping Yasaka with various missions that the Youkai leader couldn't trust anyone else with. Instead of taking money or something for herself, she asked Yasaka to help her clan.
And according to Yasaka, a few more missions, and Kuroka could easily join the council. Thus, Kuroka was redeeming herself, the Nekoshou clan was getting the proper treatment, and Yasaka got her special missions completed.
But what Alex didn't know was that by doing this, he helped her fulfill her dream. Kuroka wanted to be strong enough to stand by Alex's side. But at the same time, she wanted her own identity.
She didn't want everyone to know her as 'Alexandre's lover' or 'The Banished Nekoshou' or simply a strong individual following Alexandre.
She would forge her own identity. She would earn her place in the Youkai world and regain her clan's respect and trust, no matter how long it took. But first…
Kuroka gave Alexandre a tight hug before transforming into a cat.
"I hate that technique of yours," the Hakuryuukou pouted as he watched the Youkai leave.
He looked at the sky; maybe he should go for a walk…
A pair of smoldering red eyes vanished, having witnessed everything.
Kuroka walked cheerfully through the house's corridors until she met Valerie and Le Fay in a room and smiled at them.
"What's up, nya~?"
"My brother went on a date with Elaine," Le Fay said with a smile. "I'm happy they can finally embrace their love."
Valerie nodded. "I'm trying to convince Le Fay to move forward with her feelings for Alexandre."
The little witch knew Merlin's descendant had been involved with several women, including Kuroka and Ereshkigal, but she didn't mind if she could be with him.
"I think that's cool," the Black Cat Youkai smiled.
"So… how big is he?" Valerie asked with a stoic face but a blush on it.
She had seen Alex naked a few times before but never fully erect. She hadn't slept with him either.
Le Fay also blushed with interest.
She was a curious girl about what she'd get in the future!
"You want me to give the exact size?"
A voice came from their left, making all three jump and prepare for an attack. Instead, they saw Ereshkigal standing before them in nothing but black lingerie, her eyes fixed on Kuroka.
"What are you doing here, Ereshkigal?" the Youkai asked loudly, not showing the slight fear she felt inside.
"I saw what you did with Alexandre," she stated as she summoned her spear in her hand.
Kuroka instantly summoned her Senjutsu, and Valerie her Longinus, while Le Fay was in complete panic over what might happen.
Ereshkigal pointed her spear at them, making them even more tense, but she didn't seem like she would actually use it, based on her body language.
"I just wanted to inform you that my King Consort is off-limits. You won't take him from me, and I'll kill you if you try. Don't think you're something special, because the power in my pinky could probably kill you. You think your tactics will be enough to win him over? I'll outdo you, give him more attention, and sleep with him so many times he won't be able to get hard anymore," Ereshkigal declared, dismissing her spear.
She gave them a small smile as she left the room.
"Good night, children. Make sure to check under your beds for monsters!" she said mockingly as she closed the door.
Kuroka released her Senjutsu, Valerie her Longinus, and Le Fay sighed in relief.
"Looks like we have a rival. A powerful and beautiful one," Kuroka grumbled.
She wondered what would happen in the future.
Alexandre teleported to an alley dressed in an immaculate suit, though without a tie.
He stepped out and walked down the street to a dingy Chinese restaurant. Almost every eye was on him the moment he walked through the door.
He noticed many of the patrons were carrying weapons, not that it scared him.
"The lotus blooms at dawn," he said in Mandarin to the hostess. She quickly nodded and showed him a door in the back.
Opening it, she stepped aside as Alexandre entered and saw a room much larger than the restaurant, filled with people, a huge bar, a cashier, and several gaming tables.
Smiling, he went to the cashier and pulled $20,000 from his blazer's inner pocket. The cashier took it and gave him 40 chips, each worth $500. He looked around until he spotted a tall, light-brown-skinned man with a ponytail of black hair and sunglasses blocking his eyes. His suit looked woven from the finest materials known, especially the gleaming silver button.
Alexandre made his way to him and sat beside him, stacking his chips in front of him, noticing the man had only 10 chips left with a small pot in the middle.
"How much have you lost tonight, you degenerate?" Alexandre said as he waited to be dealt into the next hand.
"I haven't seen you in weeks, and this is how you greet me? Sorry for worrying you might've died," the man scoffed as he tossed in two more chips.
The dealer revealed, and the man cursed softly in ancient Egyptian.
"You should have more faith in me, Khonsu. I wouldn't die from something so weak," the Hakuryuukou mocked.
Khonsu showed his hand and cursed when his three of a kind was beaten by a full house. The fat man across from them at the table took it all.
"I should make him experience eternity in the span of a single second," Khonsu muttered darkly as he watched the human with envy.
"Not his fault you have shitty luck," Alex said with a laugh. "Still can't believe you lost five days of moonlight to Nut!"
"That woman has luck that rivals yours!" Khonsu said exasperatedly.
"I thought senet was more strategy than luck?"
"…Shut up, you miserable bastard," Khonsu said as a new hand was dealt.
Alexandre looked at his cards and saw he had a 10 and 7 of clubs. Revealing nothing on his face, he slid $1,000 into the pot, the current ante to play. Khonsu followed moments later.
"So, Alexandre, what the hell happened in northern Germany? That place was a wasteland," he asked in ancient Egyptian so no one could understand.
"Well, I guess it boiled down to a lovers' quarrel," Alex said, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
Khonsu looked at him in disbelief.
"…You're telling me you had a gigantic fight that devastated square kilometers, which we had to pass off as a prematurely detonated nuclear warhead, all because of your dick?" he asked slowly as the first three cards were revealed.
"It wasn't my fault! How could I know that would happen? You gods love messing with my life," Alexandre whined as he tossed in a few chips.
Khonsu grimaced as he folded, not liking his hand enough to risk his last six chips.
"As if we could do that," Khonsu snorted, amused. His friend was too powerful for that.
"So… did you kill her? Who is she?" Khonsu asked curiously.
Alexandre sighed as the turn card was revealed.
"No… she explained why she attacked me, and by proxy, I felt bad. She's living with me now," he explained.
"Amazing make-up sex?"
"You have no idea," Alexandre said with a hint of awe in his voice.
"Damn… crazy girls are always the best in bed," Khonsu stated with the wisdom only a god could have.
Alexandre tossed in 10 chips, making everyone but the fat man fold.
"Yeah, except I think it might cause problems. I've gotten involved with several women…"
Alexandre said as he added another 10. The fat man's eyes glinted with anger as he called immediately.
The man flipped his cards to reveal a club flush, Ace-Queen in hand. He looked greedily at the pile and started grabbing it before Alex even flipped his cards.
Alex tossed his cards on top of the pile, making the man freeze. The other players laughed at the fat man's expression as Khonsu shook his head in amusement. Alex had a straight flush of clubs with 10.
He collected the pile with a small smile, having just won about $16,000 in that hand.
"So, what are you gonna do? The crazy girl won't like that," Khonsu said, looking at the man jealously.
Why the hell did Renenutet love this human so much?
"I know, especially since Ereshkigal is extremely greedy and possessive," Alexandre said, rubbing his head. A week ago, his life was perfect, problem-free; now he had to deal with a ton of emotions and drama.
"The Sumerian Death Goddess? Out of all the goddesses, you get involved with the most dangerous ones," Khonsu said casually as he looked at his new cards.
"Also, a little bird told me you slept with Freya and are responsible for the state of the Norse Pantheon," Khonsu said loudly as he tossed in some chips. Alex folded, not liking his cards.
"I guess I can't underestimate a god's intelligence, even if it's you," Alex said jokingly, receiving a retaliatory glance. "Also, what are you smoking to be talking to birds?"
"Haha, very funny," Khonsu said dryly.
He removed his sunglasses when he saw the card, a wide smile on his face, not caring who saw. He was sure he had a shot at this.
His molten silver eyes looked at Alex. "Well, I know you'll figure it out. You always do."
"Thanks, Khonsu. It's nice to have a friend to talk to like this," Alex said honestly.
Khonsu smiled and flipped his hand to reveal a pair of 5s, which, combined with the three Jacks on the table, gave him a full house.
Another player, however, showed a pair of 6s in hand and took everything.
"I'm really gonna kill every mortal here," he muttered, then stood and rolled his shoulders.
"Come on, Alexandre. I know a little bar in Mexico with the best tequila drinks and gorgeous girls. You're paying, of course," Khonsu said.
Alex rolled his eyes, collected his chips, and cashed out.
Khonsu stopped time for a moment, and they teleported right in front of the bar. It was night, with a bright moon hitting the ocean behind the bar as they heard loud music and a lively atmosphere inside.
"Come on, let's find some drinks and ladies!" Khonsu exclaimed.
An hour later, Alexandre was quite drunk.
Alex looked across the table at Khonsu, who had two girls with him.
Suddenly, Alex felt another presence outside the bar. Definitely a god, and a powerful one too.
A barrier rose around the bar, and Khonsu looked much more alert and nervous.
"Do you recognize who it is?" Alex asked.
"No, but it's highly frowned upon for a god to enter another's area without telling them. They never noticed before!" he complained.
Entering through the door was a two-meter-tall blond man wearing only a pair of jeans, leaving his chiseled chest on display. He was almost radiating light, Alex thought to himself. His golden eyes scanned the bar until they landed on their table. Khonsu let out another groan as he approached.
"Of course, it HAS to be a sun god. Just my luck," he muttered as the man stopped right in front of them.
The girls in their arms left, clearly sensing the tension and not wanting to be part of it.
Khonsu snapped his fingers and stopped time within the barrier so no one could hear them talk.
"So, what's an Egyptian god doing here in Aztec territory?" the man questioned, his golden eyes glowing.
"Clearly, I'm plotting nefarious schemes," Khonsu said mockingly, spreading his arms wide. "I'm having fun drinking with my friend, you hothead!"
The hothead fumed at the nickname and mocking tone.
"Calm down, Khonsu. I think the alcohol's getting to you. Chill," Alex said, trying to play peacemaker. Khonsu grumbled and took another shot of tequila.
"I'm Alexandre Ikuse, and this is my friend Khonsu, the Egyptian god of the moon, time, and youth. Who might you be?" Alex asked, having no idea who this Sun God was.
The Aztecs had five sun gods, maybe more.
"Know my name, lost one, for it may well be the last you hear! Tremble in fear before me, I who am Huitzilopochtli, the Aztec god of the sun and war!" he boasted proudly.
"That's a pretty long name. I'll call you Huitzil," Alex said, getting a snicker from Khonsu.
Huitzilopochtli's face showed disbelief that a human was disrespecting him, in front of him.
"Now, if you want to defend the honor of your name, Huitzil, I challenge you to a drinking contest! Of course, if you're man enough to accept?" Alexandre said with a questioning hum.
"An Aztec never backs down from a challenge! I'll crush you here and then flay you alive for your insolence!" Huitzilopochtli said angrily.
Several hours later…
"And that's how I almost started a civil war in the Norse Pantheon," Alex finished his story, eliciting huge laughs from Huitzilopochtli and Khonsu.
It seemed that once Huitzilopochtli drank and calmed down, he was actually a really fun guy to be around.
"Looks like I lost the drinking battle," the drunken Huitzilopochtli declared.
"Of course. I'm still at the same level of drunk as I started," Alexandre said, not mentioning he cheated by using magic to stay sober.
"Alexandre!" the drunken Khonsu shouted, leaping from his seat. Both looked at him questioningly.
"You know Azazel, right? I heard the Fallen's brothels are amazing! Let's go!" Khonsu declared.
Alexandre had to give it to the Egyptian; he handled alcohol well.
"Yesssss, I'm going too!" Huitzilopochtli said as he stood and stumbled into one of the frozen people.
He patted their back as an apology but accidentally used too much force and sent the person crashing through the opposite wall.
"Err, okay? I guess we can do that," Alex said.
"If he says no, I'll talk to him too!" Huitzilopochtli said as his power surged. A pat on the shoulder from Khonsu calmed him.
"Yes, my friend! Nothing shall stand in our way in our quest for the Fallen Brothels! We'll kill them otherwise!" Khonsu said.
Huitzilopochtli teared up at the beautiful speech and hugged him.
Alexandre sweat-dropped and downed half a shot of leftover tequila, needing to be a bit drunker to deal with these two.
Albion stopped helping him at that moment, smirked maliciously, and let his power cease circulating. He wanted his host to hook up with some Fallen Angels tonight!
Alexandre grabbed the two gods and teleported them out of the bar. Time resumed, catching up with the rest of the world, making everyone think they passed out.
The next morning, Alexandre groaned as he woke. His head throbbed painfully as his eyes opened.
He tried to lift his right arm, only to look down and see a beautiful naked girl. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and he groaned. It was fun until he couldn't remember, but clearly, he slept with the girl beside him.
His eyes scanned the room until he saw a Fallen Angel even more beautiful than the girl in his arm, servicing him. She looked up and smiled as she continued stroking him.
"Good morning, Lord Alexandre!" she chirped cheerfully before wrapping her mouth around him.
"Erm, good morning…" he said hesitantly as he used his left hand to massage his forehead. He lay back as the pleasure started to outweigh his injuries. He groaned and slightly rocked his hips.
She stopped and positioned herself above him, her black wings visible.
Alex's eyes widened slowly, remembering he slept with her the last time he was at Grigori—if he wasn't mistaken, her name was Raynare.
"Relax. Let me do all the work this morning after the work you put in last night," Raynare said with a smile and a slight blush.
She could never forget him from years ago, and what he did last night absolutely ruined sex with any other man for her; it would never be the same. She impaled herself and started working, wanting to please him in every way she could.
An hour and a half later, Alexandre finally came downstairs to the brothel's main floor, where he saw Huitzilopochtli and Khonsu each sitting on a couch with a huge injury too.
"At least it's not just me," he said as he looked at his hands.
Placing a hand on his forehead, he created a glowing green magic circle that healed him.
"Here, let me heal you," Alex said as he placed his hand on their foreheads and used the magic circle, instantly healing them too.
"Alexandre, you're a lifesaver! And this place is everything it's hyped to be!" Khonsu said, clenching his fists. Last night was a great night for the god.
"I agree, Alexandre. To think we almost fought at the start of last night. I'll flay someone and wear their skin during the day to signify the friendship we have," Huitzilopochtli said firmly with a nod.
Alex laughed awkwardly, recalling how Aztecs celebrated anything with sacrifices.
"Thanks, Huitzil. We should do this again soon, but without passing out," Alex said, scratching the back of his head.
"Every Friday night! We gamble, drink, and come here to top it off!" Khonsu said.
"I agree!" Huitzilopochtli voiced in support.
"Alright, I can agree to the first two parts. Anyone know the time in Arizona right now?" he questioned.
"11:25:34," Khonsu said as they turned and looked at him. He shrugged.
"God of time."
Both nodded in acceptance.
"How do we keep in touch?" Alex asked.
"Use the phone I gave you," a voice shouted as Azazel walked into the building, looking refreshed.
"Azazel? How did we meet up with you?" Alex asked.
"Oh, you don't know? Gave me a bit of a headache," Azazel informed him.
**Flashback.**
Azazel was sitting in his office on a Friday night, doing paperwork. He was trying to be more responsible since Shemhazai had a wife and wanted to spend time with her, meaning he had to sacrifice.
He read a report from Slash Dog stating they were no closer to finding Alex, despite being brothers; the Hakuryuukou was too good at hiding. He might've died in that battle.
"Still, my instincts are screaming he didn't," Azazel thought as he placed the paper in the read-and-done pile. Suddenly, he felt a teleportation circle appear in his office, which shouldn't happen due to the numerous defensive barriers. You'd have to force your way through them, meaning they were extremely powerful. He braced for battle.
He saw who appeared before him, and his jaw dropped. The golden-eyed man he was looking for, along with two gods, arms around each other, and by the smell, drunk.
"That was a rough ride," Alex said, stumbling a bit. "Thanks for the energy to break those barriers, Huitzil and Khonsu," he said gratefully.
"Nothing will stop us from reaching the promised land!" Khonsu shouted cheerfully. Huitzilopochtli nodded in agreement, a serious look on his face.
"Yo, Azazel! These two want to hit some Fallen Angel brothels!" Alex said with a smile.
"Alexandre?! I've been trying to call/find you for days. Where've you been?" Azazel asked.
"Phone got destroyed! Get me a new one, and let's go!" he said, the alcohol starting to hit him.
"I kinda have to do paperwork…" he trailed off, seeing the angry faces the gods were making at him.
"…Guess I have some time to entertain foreign emissaries! No one can blame a leader for that!" Azazel said quickly, getting smiles from the three. He sighed in relief, not wanting two drunk gods angry at him.
"YEAH!!!" Huitzil shouted.
Azazel grabbed a phone from his desk, tossed it to Alex, and then teleported them to a place that could only be described as Heaven.
**End of Flashback.**
"Damn… sorry," Alex muttered.
"Sorry, dude, it didn't mean anything," Alexandre said apologetically.
Azazel shrugged, as it all worked out fine. He tossed two more phones to for the gods and programmed their numbers into Alex's into Alex's.
"You all have my number and each other's. Just text or call each other, and let me know before you come visit. Also, please, just teleport here next time instead of straight into Grigori, breaking barriers. The amount of work I'll have to do to recreate those barriers you smashed will be huge," he said, with a sigh.
More paperwork, for him.
Alexandre sighed.
"Did you guys have fun last night?" Alex he asked.
"Yeah, I went back right after dropping you three off. I don't need to go to a brothel to get women," he said, confidently, with confidence.
"Please," Alexandre scoffed.
"Raise your hand if you got laid last night and this morning," Alex said, getting four raised hands, including his own.
three.
The two gods and Alex laughed at Azazel, whose hand was down.
"Case closed," Huitzil said, with a laugh.
"We'll be back next Friday night, night Azazel! Bye, Alex, Huitzil!" Khonsu said, as he vanished. Huitzil followed soon after.
"Hit me up for some bandit or Fallen Angel slaying if needed!" Alex said, as he teleported away.
"Damn, I forgot to ask him about what happened in northern Germany," Alex said.
"Oh well," he muttered, shrugging.
"I'll ask him next week," Azazel sighed with a grimace.
Raynare came down the steps a few seconds later, a sheet wrapped around her body. Azazel raised an eyebrow at her.
"Find anything out?" he asked seriously.
"No, he didn't say anything about Germany beyond it being a lovers' spat when Khonsu brought it up," she said.
"Can I see him next week?" she asked with a slight blush?
"Hmm, well, he seems to think you work here, and you could get more info from him," he said.
"Surprised you actually slept with him, Raynare," he said, surprised.
"You usually just seduce, get info, and then leave or kill," Azazel said, with a questioning look.
"What?"
Raynare blushed even deeper.
"H-He's handsome, powerful, and kind!" she exclaimed.
"And I needed it for the mission!" she added.
"Not that I minded…" she mumbled, eliciting a laugh.
from him.
"Well, at least you won't try to seduce me anymore," he said, leaving her wide-eyed at that.
"Of course I knew," he said, giving her a cheeky grin.
With a wave, he teleported out of the brothel, leaving her.
Alexandre arrived back at his home, still looking disheveled and reeking in of he alcohol, smells faintly of alcohol, and sex.
He looked up and saw the glares from the four girls he was living with, and his eyes widened. He should've teleported somewhere else and cleaned up first.
"H-Hey-ey, everyone. Sorry for worrying you; last night was pretty wild, and I lost track of time," he stammered.
"Okay know," he said.
"I can tell," Ereshkigal said calmly, though her eyebrow was twitching. "You feel like you had sex last night."
"Err… yeah," he admitted, feeling a bit guilty at seeing Kuroka's and Le Fay's expressions.
"With who?" she questioned.
"Who?" she pressed.
"I was at went a to Fallen a brothel last night with Khonsu," Alex admitted, and Huitzil."
Ereshkigal looked at him, her eyes narrowing.
"You don't need a prostitute when you have a goddess at your disposal," she said.
"Let me remind you," he said to her, as she started walking toward their his bedroom.
"Sorry, Ere-chan, maybe later tonight," Alex said, earning a wary glance from the goddess.
"Yeah, he's staying with us!" she replied.
"No, he's mine!"
Kuroka grabbed took Alex's hand, while as Le Fay beside her nodded shyly, and she took his other hand. Valerie just shrugged.
Ereshkigal's eyes narrowed as she grabbed took his other Alex's hand.
"Let's calm down, yeah?" he said nervously, Alexandre said nervously.
"Don't worry, darling, worry, honey; this goddess needs to learn to share," Kuroka said.
Ereshkigal grimaced. She'd prefer not to share him, but the others were cornering her. She didn't want Alex to have a harem, but it ensured she'd be with him and not replaced.
Alexandre quickly glanced around for help, until he saw Cao Cao entering the room.
His Alexandre's golden eyes were literally screaming for help as they focused on Cao Cao.
A smile spread across the Holy Spear bearer's face.
And then he vanished faster than he appeared.
"You traitor!"