Chapter 231: What kind of play is this, exactly?
In an instant, Eikou was pushed down onto the sofa by the mature Greek woman.
"Medusa…?"
Eikou froze, looking at his Servant with deep confusion.
On Medusa's alluring, mature, and cold face appeared a seductive blush. At the bottom of her deep purple Mystic Eyes, a dangerous red light seemed to flicker—like a ferocious beast staring intently at its prey.
"...Medusa?"
Being suddenly pinned down by such a beautiful older sister made Eikou's heart race. He looked at his Servant with slight fear.
He felt that the Medusa before him suddenly became very unfamiliar, and extremely dangerous.
What on earth was going on? Just moments ago she was gloomy, lifeless, distancing herself from everyone—getting close to her was difficult. Why did it suddenly feel like some kind of switch inside her had been flipped, instantly turning her into a onee-san full of predatory aura and overflowing with aggression?
"W-What are you doing?"
Eikou had a vague idea of what she wanted to do, but he still couldn't believe it.
"I'm asking you, Master… do you perhaps like my current appearance very much?"
Medusa whispered beside his ear.
"This…"
Eikou felt his ear heat up, and his face burn.
Did this even need to be asked—an older sister who was voluptuous and mature, of course I like her very much!
But Eikou absolutely would not say such things to Medusa. Because her own standard of beauty was "small and cute," he didn't want to say anything that might make her uncomfortable. When comforting her earlier, he had even deliberately avoided mentioning this aspect.
Even though he tried hard to hide it for her sake… could it be that the way he looked at Artoria and Ibuki-Douji had been so obvious that she saw through his preferences instantly?
"Hehe, just looking at your expression is enough. You really think about me too much. It's obvious you like my current appearance,"
Medusa's voluptuous, seductive chest pressed tightly against Eikou's body, her beautiful face so close that his heartbeat grew even faster, "yet you still wanted to support my aesthetic preferences, still wanted to treat me like a little girl. But you don't have to be gentle with me like that…"
After saying that, looking gentle but actually using force, she pushed his hands aside and locked her fingers tightly with Eikou's, just like lovers.
"Even though I hate my current appearance very much, if it can make you like me, then it's fine."
Like a python coiling around its prey, preparing to swallow Eikou whole, she held him so tightly he couldn't move at all. Those two full, soft mounds even buried his head, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
This passionate woman—was she trying to smother him with her voluptuous body?!
Very heavy, but very kimochi!
"..."
Eikou tried to break free from her embrace, but realized he was completely no match for Medusa.
Impossible—his Strength should have been a whole rank higher than Medusa's, so why couldn't he even struggle a little?
Had she activated her Personal Skill, Monstrous Strength B+?
If she even used Monstrous Strength, then clearly she was serious!
"U-U…"
Pressed under her "two hills," Eikou could barely breathe. "Medusa, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"I'm only faithfully following your command—trying my best to act spoiled toward you. Please pamper me well, Master."
"I didn't mean that at all! Did you misunderstand something extremely important?!"
"Even if I misunderstood, that's your fault. I clearly wanted to stay away from you, yet you kept tempting me again and again… yes, it's all your fault."
"Ugh—don't hold me so tight…"
"Hehe…"
Seeing Eikou completely helpless in her embrace, a heart-shaped glint seemed to appear in Medusa's beautiful eyes.
Thinking back to not long ago, she had still been a shy young girl, and Master was the gentle older brother she deeply respected. Now the roles were reversed—she had become a sexy onee-san with a mature body, while Master had turned into a pure young boy who didn't know what to do in front of an older sister.This reversal of positions made her especially moved.
"Master, the battle is coming soon, I hope you can transfer some mana to me."
Taking advantage of her dominant position, Medusa made an extremely impolite request.
"Mana… mana transfer?"
Eikou was frightened by that word. "No way, what are you thinking! I already have a lover, and besides, we're about to compete—where would I find the time to do something like that?!"
"But if we don't deal with it quickly,"
Medusa's voice carried a seductive tone that was hard to refuse, and she lightly rubbed her voluptuous, soft chest against him, "if Artoria sees us like this, things will become very troublesome… hurry up, Master…"
Eikou jolted, thinking to himself—could it be that she already knew about his relationship with Artoria?
Then everything from last night… Anna must have heard it clearly. How embarrassing…
To be honest, if she already knew about his relationship with Artoria, then rather than risking being caught by Artoria, she shouldn't be doing this in the first place!
"No!"
Eikou's face turned red as he frantically shook his head.
He wanted to protect his morals for his lover, refusing to let himself be swayed by the atmosphere and end up doing something half-accidental. They called it mana transfer, but wasn't that basically cheating?!
"Hehe…"
Medusa bit her lower lip lightly.
Was she… getting even more excited?
Clack, clack.
At that moment, footsteps echoed outside the resting room.
That heavy, metallic sound—anyone would recognize it as the sound of Artoria's armored boots hitting the floor, coming from the distant hallway.
It seemed she had finally finished eating and was returning to the room to prepare for the upcoming match.
Eikou's heart immediately began to race—he didn't know whether to be relieved or terrified.
In this situation, Medusa should have understood that the time had passed, and it was time to obediently withdraw.
But…
She only pressed her lips together and gave a charming, fawning smile. She had no intention of letting go at all—still tightly interlocking her fingers with his like lovers, still holding him in an ambiguous position, and gradually lowering her face closer to his.
And then…
Medusa's seductive red lips pressed down on his, giving him an extremely bold, deep kiss.
"!"
Eikou's eyes widened in shock.
Medusa was completely obsessed—even now she refused to stop, even going further, sneakily "stealing a taste"!
And it wasn't a normal kiss, but a very adult one—with tongue, the kind only grown-ups did.
"!"
His heart jumped to his throat. He truly didn't dare imagine what would happen if Artoria walked in right now.
But just a few seconds before Artoria would open the door, Medusa still moved. She reluctantly withdrew her lips, grabbed his wrist, and forcefully dragged him toward the table nearby.
"Master, come with me!"
"Wait, Artoria is about to come in—"
Dragged by that monstrous strength, Eikou stumbled as she pulled him toward the table.
"Hehe, Master, whatever happens next, don't tell Artoria…"
The moment Artoria pushed the door open, Medusa immediately slipped under the table without hesitation, even making a gesture telling him to stay silent.
What kind of play is this, exactly?!
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