SON OF THE HERO KING



The war was approaching but, looking at the street, one would not think that this was so.

Currently, Isis was walking around with her tentative friends. Kali had snatched a screaming Sheherazade and chased them away, saying that she would take care of the raccoon girl while they had fun.

They were now walking with wigs and changes of clothes to hide their identity. Setsuna had brown hair and had taken a full human form with her tail not showing up anymore.

She was also wearing adventurous clothes. The same went for Lilin. As for Isis, she did not change much of her clothes. Few people actually knew who she was after all.

“So first thing first we need to do more shopping!”

Isis whooped in excitement as she skipped all around. She was channeling her inner Sheherazade because she knew that both Setsuna and Lilin were more of the silent type.

“So. What kind of robe do you guys want?”

Lilin tilted her head and looked at herself, “As long it doesn’t restrict my movement.”

Setsuna's answer was pretty similar. “Something simple that allows me to fight.”

Isis was speechless. “You two…Is fighting only what you think about everyday?”

“...”

“...”

The two were as speechless as Isis. “Well…I also think about Sol?”

“Yes. My duty is to protect him.”

“Bzz! Wrong answer.”

Isis placed her arms in an X. “Why the hell would you make your life turn around one guy?”

“Hey…”

She then placed her hands on her hips and shook her head at the clearly frustrated expression on their face.

“I also love Sol, you know? I may only have known him for a short amount of time when compared to you two. But this doesn’t make my love any less. But…”

She waved a finger, “Sol is Sol and he lives his life. You are also your own person. Shouldn’t you find something for yourself? At least a hobby?”

Isis knew that she was pushing a little too much but she believed that there was no way that obsession could be healthy.

Perhaps this was because she was not broken or lived through any traumatic experience in her life.

She did not feel that she was dependent on Sol for her continued existence.

‘Well. This is my way of living.’

She knew very well that just because she didn’t care about this nor did she need to make her whole life about Sol didn’t mean that they were wrong in doing so.

“Okay let’s see this from another perspective. Don’t you think Sol will be happy to see you two in beautiful clothes? You do know he likes costumes, right?”

She rose an eyebrow when she saw Setsuna blushing and immediately light twinkled in her eyes.

“Ohoh. Seems like we have an interesting story here.”

Like a shark smelling blood, she began to look around for the perfect place.

She took both of them by the arms and pulled them toward a cafe that caught her attention, “Let’s have a girl talk about love first before shopping.”

The cafe was striking. The entrance, marked by an arched wooden door, creaked gently as patrons pushed it open, revealing a cozy interior bathed in warm, flickering candlelight. The air was thick with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the tantalizing scent of freshly baked pastries.

Inside, the café boasted low-ceilinged rooms, creating an intimate ambiance. Rough-hewn beams crisscrossed overhead, supporting a thatched roof adorned with colorful tapestries depicting epic battles and fantastical landscapes. The walls were adorned with hand-painted murals, portraying ethereal creatures and legendary heroes.

At the heart of the café, a crackling fireplace radiated a comforting warmth. Customers gathered around sturdy wooden tables, their surfaces polished and etched with intricate patterns. The chairs were mismatched, each one uniquely crafted, and often adorned with plush cushions embroidered with floral motifs.

“Ohhh. We really need more places like this in the underworld.”

She shook her head and took place with the two bewildered swordswomen.

There were many things that Isis wished to do. She even had a to-do list about the activities she wished for if she ever had a friend.

One of such was the thing known as “Girl talk.”

Sadly, Sheherazade was not interested in love and neither was Kali. But this time, she could speak about this with her fellow harem members.

“Well now…Tell me everything.”

One order for a soft drink later, Isis looked at Setsuna with anticipation. Lilin was also observed on the side as she coughed. Her expression was indifferent but in reality, she was also very interested in this topic.

She was the one with the lowest amount of experience after all.

It was only at this moment that Setsuna understood what peer pressure truly meant. Thankfully Isis placed a barrier around them to stop anyone from hearing what she was about to say.

“Well…Sol is actually quite the pervert actually.”

‘Sorry Sol…’

She prayed inwardly as she immediately sold her king.

What followed was a tale of perversion of the highest degree as Setsuna began to retell the events of the night when both she and Persephone enjoyed some alone time with Sol while they were in the midst of their adventure.

"Oh my…So you took it…There?"

Isis spoke as if she could not believe it and Setsuna covered her face while feeling absolute shame.

But a certain excitement filled her as well as she could see the gaze of respect both Isis and Lilin were throwing at her.

Thinking about it. She was the most experienced of the three, right?

At the very least she was the one who had tried the most daring things with him.

"Did it hurt?"

"Ahem…Well. A little bit."

She blushed as memories of that night came back to her.

Truly this had been a crazy moment now that she thought about it.

(AN: Depending on my H level. The next chapter will either be memories of that night or not.

We will see. Hehe)