Chapter 603: The Apostles’ Reward (Part 1)
"<Oh...OHH!!! What...what is this delicacy>?!" Exclaimed Gula, sauce smeared around her jaws as she wolfed down some food ravenously.
"That’s fried chicken. Eat as much as you want, there’s plenty more where that came from," I replied, as I made several more copies and set them before her.
"<Mm, this is delicious as well! Such tender and flavorful meat>!" She grinned, as she munched on a whole steak, tearing it apart.
"Glad you like it," I smiled in response.
"<I don’t believe that accurately conveys the extent of how deeply I’m enjoying this, my King. I never imagined anything could taste so incredible...these foods are even more delicious than your flesh. I hope that doesn’t offend you, my King, but I do not want to lie to you>," She replied apologetically, as she picked up a handful of fried chicken strips and crammed them into her mouth.
"Oh, I’m not offended in the slightest, don’t worry about it," I assured her.
On the contrary, it’s a relief. Even with regeneration, lopping off my arm on a regular basis doesn’t sound particularly appealing.
Anyway, today’s the 27th of January, 2171, a couple of days have passed since our hangout with the other X-Aces.
And I decided it was high time I rewarded the Apostles for their help in the Final Dungeon. Without the extra firepower they brought to the table, we almost certainly would’ve lost.
Gula initially wanted some of my flesh, though she was pretty conflicted about making the request. I then suggested she try some other food to see if there’s anything else she might like, and made copies of a bunch of different meat options I had stored in Treasury.
"<This is quite lovely too...and this as well! I cannot get enough of any of these>!" She declared ecstatically, as she began trying the rest of the options.
In addition to the fried chicken and steaks, I had also provided her with plenty of other meats, like bacon, ribs, lamb chops, mutton, as well as a decent amount of seafood options.
I figured I’d keep it nice and simple with just meat, I’ll try introducing her to a wider variety of dishes later, like pasta, burgers, pizza, rice, and so on. Not sure if she’ll like fruits and vegetables though, she very much seems to be a pure carnivore.
"Alright, then, I’ll leave you to it. Let me know if there’s anything you want more of," I remarked, as I began to head out.
She was in the training room, with several mountains of food stacked up around her.
"<Thank you, my King, I truly appreciate your generosity. I believe this will suffice for now>," She replied, as she tore a lobster apart and ripped the meat out.
She’s really making a mess...but it’s fine, we just bought a robot maid to clean up for us. While our apartments do have a self-cleaning function, it still requires a manual clean every so often.
But, in the spirit of slacking off, Aria and I bought a robot maid to help make things easier. And now, I’m glad we did...because this looks like it’s going to be an absolute pain to clean up.
As I shut the door, muffling the sound of Gula’s munching, I glanced at the couch, where Avaritia was sprawled across, tapping away on the personal device I’d gotten her.
"Whatcha upto?" I asked her, tapping her shoulder to get her attention as I walked over.
"<Huh? Oh, my apologies, Master, I was rather engrossed in this. It’s really interesting, it describes how these structures known as the Pyramids of Giza were created by aliens>," She replied, as she scrolled through an article.
Uh-oh.
"Hey, uh, that’s just a conspiracy theory, Avaritia. You gotta be careful when getting info online, not everything you see is true," I advised her warily.
"<Oh. That’s disappointing. Hm...ohh, I get it, these conspiracies, it must be the lizard people who are spreading them>."
"...what?"
"<Yes, the lizard people, led by the one known as Zucc, who created the book of faces to steal everyone’s personal information. Well, I don’t quite understand all of it just yet, but I will>," She declared with a determined look on her face, before adding, "<Oh, by the way, Master, I have a request, if that’s alright. I’d like a pair blue light glasses, it seems staring at screens for too long without them damages the eyes>."
...where do I even start? How did she end up down this conspiracy rabbit hole, anyway?
"Well, considering that you’re in peak condition every time I resummon you, you really don’t need them. But if you want them anyway, then sure, I’ll get you a pair. Also, we need to have a conversation later about how to spot what’s real and what’s fake online. But, for now, just enjoy yourself," I replied with a wry smile, giving her a pat on the head.
Oh, so soft and fuzzy.
"<Okay, Master, I-...>," She began.
"<Wha-...?! Hey, no fair, Daddy! How come she gets headpats>?!" Suddenly came Luxuria’s voice indignantly, startling me.
"Hey, keep it down, Luxuria, you’re being way too loud," Frowned Aria, as she walked out the bedroom with a grumpy look on her face, letting out a yawn.
She stayed up late watching a show last night, and it’s now past 2 PM. She woke up about an hour ago, but she’s just been lazing in bed since then.
"<B-But...but Daddy gave Avaritia headpats>!"
"Huh...? And?"
"<Wha-...? Hey, no fair, you got all pissy when I asked for headpats, I’ve still never gotten any>!"
This conversation’s starting to make me kinda tense...think it’s best if I just suppress my presence and don’t say a word...
"Oh, right. Well, it’s different. Wholesome headpats are fine, so Avaritia’s in the clear. But everything’s sexual with you," Aria shrugged as she stifled a yawn.
"<And what’s wrong with that>?!"
"Hm...yeah, whatever. Now that I think about it, I don’t feel as apprehensive as I did back then...," Muttered Aria, before adding as she glanced at me, "You can give her headpats, Kai, I don’t mind."
"I, uh...well, okay, if you’re really sure," I replied, before Luxuria came bounding over with a bright gleam in her eyes, bowing her head down a bit as she came to a stop before me.
"<Pat me real good, Daddy>!"
"Watch it, don’t make me change my mind. I’m going back to bed," Yawned Aria, stretching her arms up as she headed back into the bedroom...
