Bastet’s tail swayed in smooth, delighted arcs behind her as she followed, ears perked, steps light.
And Aria... her hips moved with such exaggerated sway that if she had a tail, it would’ve been spinning like a propeller with how happy she looked.
Both women practically skipped after the warriors, giddy with the restored confidence Calypso planted in them.
But the other three remained behind.
Nyx let out a soft giggle, observing the red-skinned woman’s features. "You’re good with words, you know that?"
Calypso smiled and shrugged, utterly smug. "What can I say? I’m an amazing woman."
Luna snorted at that with a grin tugging at her lips. "I like the confidence. But tell me, do you actually believe what you said?"
Calypso nodded once. "I think so."
Nyx’s smirk curled sharper. "But you don’t believe Alice is someone we can as easily outshine as you made it sound... do you?"
Calypso’s expression shifted immediately into a dry, resigned grimace.
"Hell no."
Both Luna and Nyx perked up.
Calypso lifted both hands helplessly.
"That girl is going to become a menace. She’s already stupidly strong, stronger than any of us. And if her combination with Kaiden is going to help her grow stronger, she might become the strongest woman in the entire group. And I mean, forever. We won’t be able to outshine her."
Luna groaned dramatically. "Wonderful. She’s going to be annoying like that stupid pussy champion. Yuumi. I hate that cat."
Nyx blinked.
Calypso blinked.
Two blank stares.
Luna stared back. "You two are uncultured."
Calypso pointed at her two horns.
"Um, hello? I arrived in this world like... what? A few days ago? How am I supposed to get your references?"
Luna opened her mouth to argue, but found the demoness’ defense case rather solid. Then, the Storm Valkyrie turned her attention to Nyx, wondering what her explanation would be.
Nyx calmly slid her hands beneath her huge boobs and lifted them up, presenting them like a grand prize.
Luna paused, brows scrunching. "... What the hell are you doing? I’m still not into fat. Stop grinning and showing them off."
Nyx said nothing; she just held the pose patiently.
Luna squinted.
Nyx smirked.
And suddenly...
"Oh."
Luna’s face twisted as realization hit.
"You’re saying you’re a hottie with big tits, so you don’t waste time gaming because that’s for nerdy girls?"
Nyx flipped her hair proudly and winked, full of theatrics.
"Bingo~"
Luna let out a dark scoff. "Put those udders away, you damned pink cow. Your farmer isn’t here to drain you. And you’re dumb, by the way. Imagine if you had some intelligence and became a streamer with your giant fat reserves put on display, badly hidden by some sorry excuse of a bra, to abide by the guidelines. You could’ve just sat behind a screen and played games; you wouldn’t even have to be good. In fact, you sucking would’ve made it even better, letting the drooling losers backseat you in the comments. But no, you’re a ’trendy girl’ so you instead did something a dumb bimbo like you would when pressed for money, which is signing up for a porno shoot."
Nyx’s mouth fell wide open, stunned into a state of utter disbelief.
"Wha! I- You-"


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