Chapter:63 The Challenge of a Goddess - Is it wrong for a Godslayer to Have a harem goddesses

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Yeah, Loki." He quickly looked away. "Something about you is definitely not right. Can you stop?"

"You're weird Godou," Loki said. "When Lancelot pulls you for a kiss, you turn to putty. But now that I'm touching myself in front of you, you don't look and even ask me to stop?"

"It's different!" he protested.

"Yeah, I get it." Loki sighed. "You like big boobs."

"No!"

"Really?" Loki sounded hopeful.

"I fail to understand the nature of this conversation," Lancelot suddenly interjected. "If this is a ploy to confuse us, goddess of mischief, you are succeeding very well. Though I must warn you that I do not appreciate such underhanded and clandestine tactics."

"No, I'm just sizing up my competition," Loki stated.

"Competition?" Lancelot asked. "I was not aware we were competing."

Oh no, Godou realized. Loki still hadn't given up.

"Kusanagi Godou. I want him. And if you're not willing to give him to me, then I'm going to have to take him from you."

Godou was quite sure that Loki was misunderstanding something here. Unfortunately, Godou wasn't exactly sure what. Hadn't he made it quite clear he had no interest in joining Loki's Familia?

"You speak as if I am in the position to give him away in the first place. That is not the case. I am his Knight. He is my Lord. I do not have the authority to offer him to you even if I wanted to."

"Oh. So you don't mind if he joins my Familia?"

"If he so wishes to, then I will support him in whatever choice he makes," Lancelot replied coolly.

"Then Godou will be affiliated with two Gods. Doesn't that bother you?" Loki asked.

Lancelot shot him a look. He shook his head, sending a silent message not to reveal anything she didn't have to. He wondered how Loki would react to the actual number of Authorities he had.

Lancelot shrugged. "It's only natural for a King to garner more followers. In any case, it hardly matters because Kusanagi Godou will never join your Familia in the first place."

Loki frowned. She turned to look at him. "Tell her she's wrong, Godou."

For a moment, Godou did nothing. Then he realized Loki was talking to him. She had her hands pressed into her hips, and her eyes had narrowed to form an expectant look on her face.

"What?"

"Tell Lancelot you just haven't made up your mind on Familias yet. Just because you don't want one now doesn't mean you'll never want one in the future."

Well, Loki had a point, Godou had to admit. Nothing was set in stone. But he didn't really want to encourage her.

"You really shouldn't get your hopes up, Loki," he said softly. "I don't want you getting invested into recruiting me and only to end up being rejected."

He didn't want to hurt her.

"You're wrong."

Godou blinked. Loki's reply had been instant and determined. She walked up to him, jabbing a finger into his chest.

"It's already too late for that." A sharp nail dug into his chest. "How am I going to convince you if I'm not sincere about it? How can I show you that I'm a God worth following if I don't give it my all? How am I supposed to win you over, if I'm not prepared to lose anything over you?"

Godou gulped. He'd prepared himself before coming here, but now that Loki was so close to him, and exuding such an intense and determined aura, buried instincts were starting to resurface.

Godou suddenly became acutely aware that the short, redheaded, girl in front of him was a God. Something inside of him began to itch. This was bad. Manifesting Lancelot meant that he was tapping into his Campione powers. It meant embracing his Godslayer identity, including all of the urges and senses that came with it.

He no longer saw Loki as just his annoying redheaded friend. She was more than a living body. She was life itself. Suddenly, he could feel the divinity, diluted as it was, coursing through her veins. He could feel the bubbling emotions within her. He could feel her power.

And she was issuing a challenge to him.

Anger. Defiance. Excitement. A multitude of responses sprung up within him, and Kusanagi Godou did his best to suppress them. He hated this. He had no doubt that Loki experienced some kind of a similar reaction every time to his own presence, even if she wasn't aware of the cause. He knew it was a major factor to her odd obsession over him.

It was in their nature to be attracted to one another, and Godou's fingers twitched as his mind began to force-feed him memories of his past battles against Heretic Gods. The itch in his gut grew stronger with every passing second.

He could not allow such a thing to come to pass here. If anything, this was a stern reminder to keep his distance away from Loki. He'd been careless. Gods could not become friends with Campiones. Not unless they were willing to be subsumed as an Authority like Lancelot or Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi had. He could never do that to Loki.