Orario and balance 2.304

Hitomi, Edgar and Viggo stayed in the meeting room of Semiramis' company. Viggo and Edgar were standing near the exit door as they chatted. On the other side, Hitomi was sitting in front of the oval table meditating on what she had done wrong.

Viggo gave Hitomi a brief glance to see if she reacted, but she didn't seem to be able to get over her mistake in the short time. So, Viggo looked at Edgar and said —Go and look for a building in the southern region of Orario, that its rent does not cost more than one million valis per month—

Edgar nodded and said —don't worry, I know where to look— then gave a look at Hitomi, but seeing her so down, he preferred not to say goodbye. He looked at Viggo, bowed like most nobles, and retreated.

Viggo looked at Hitomi sitting in front of the big table again and walked towards her. The latter noticed that someone sat next to her and looked up. Then her sight coincided with Viggo's, she stared at those eyes with the golden iris. Small golden rays could be seen moving from side to side. Hitomi took a deep breath and said —I'm sorry, really—

—Yes— said Viggo, gesturing with a sympathetic smile —you've said it about ten times. Well, what's done is done. You don't get anything out of feeling sorry and thinking about it—

—I don't feel sorry— Hitomi replied with an indignant tone of voice —I'm furious, I'm upset, I'm disappointed. I thought Mrs. Semiramis was a tolerant woman and would always help me when I didn't understand her thoughts. I never thought she would turn her back on me so easily. I mistrusted—

—Wait, wait, wait, I think you're taking this the wrong way—

—No, it's fair, she humbled me, and I'll return this offense, you'll see, I'll buy her dirty company and kick her out of Orario—

Viggo raised his eyebrows in amazement, he never expects that a woman could hate another so easily —ok, wait, let's talk about this— she said —I don't want a battlefield in Orario—

Hitomi looked at Viggo and saw that he was serious. She looked down and nodded —I understand— she replied —but I won't forgive her, I trusted her, I thought she was my friend—

Viggo let out a sigh and wondered at what point a slave becomes friends with her master. Whatever, the situation had to be clarified —for now, let's talk to my mother. She doesn't get along with Semiramis, if you tell her that you need the money from the chemicals to improve the armor in advance, she will gladly give it to you—

—Really?— she asked.

—Yes—

—Mr. Viggo— Hitomi said, standing up.

Viggo was tall and sitting up to Hitomi's chest, everything would be fine if she wasn't so gifted. Viggo closed his eyes so as not to disturb her and stood up. He lowered his face, and she lifted her up so that their eyes matched.

—Yes?— asked Viggo.

—I want to be queen of the gods—

Viggo looked to the side and wondered at what point they came to this topic. He had told her so that she would understand his other projects, but nothing more. Besides, she was angry with him or something. Viggo thought that surely her erroneous thoughts of a friendship with Semiramis had affected her.

Viggo took a deep breath, invited her to sit down and Hitomi did so. Viggo also sat down and replied —Hitomi, I can't tell you, but being king of the gods is not so easy. Let's put that issue aside, please—

—But if I can't be queen of the gods, the lady and I can never be on the same level— Hitomi replied as if she really cared.

—Ok, enlighten me Why do you want to be queen of the gods?—

—To be able to fight on equal terms with the lady—

Viggo put his hands to his face and rubbed his face. Then he took a deep breath and looked at Hitomi's face. Her red hair fell like two cascades of silk on the sides of her face as two-pointed elf ears peeked out from the sides. Thick, outlined eyebrows, large eyes with a blue iris, upturned nose, thin lips, a defined cupid's bow, and skin as smooth as a baby's. All according to the standards of the elves. However, her watery eyes made her look pitiful.

Viggo took a deep breath and said —OK, let's do this, you can compete with Semiramis, but I don't want fights of any kind, seem to you?—

Hitomi nodded and said —yes, I have no problem, it's just a competition, but I want to be queen of the gods, I promise I will do my best—

—Hitomi, even my wives have not been promised such a thing. Moreover, I don't want any of them to be—

—Why?— asked Hitomi, confused.

Viggo again put his hands to his face and rubbed his face. Once again, he looked at Hitomi and nodded —if I tell you this, no one must know— Hitomi nodded repeatedly. Viggo grimaced in disbelief and waited for this elf not to open her mouth at first. If this news was known, it could generate a stir, but most likely it would later be ridiculed. Viggo took a deep breath and continued —becoming king of the gods marks the end time of the gods on earth—

Hitomi opened her eyes wide in a gesture of disbelief as her mouth formed "O" —bu, bu, but, that's impossible— she said —the gods, they How could they?—

—That's why nobody knows because it's hard to imagine—

—Does that mean I'm the only one?— asked Hitomi with a broad smile.

Viggo frowned and said in a strict tone —it is not to rejoice—

—I'm sorry— Hitomi said, her eyes down.

Viggo let out sigh and continuous —so imagine, I, the king of the gods, will be left alone in the world. A king of the gods without gods to rule, nice title, isn't it?—

Hitomi understood the background of that title better, it was almost a mockery. Viggo was practically a messenger who was left to take care of the disaster that remained in the world. Maybe what dangers... Hitomi looked at Viggo, linked that to the projects he wanted to carry out to strengthen humanity and her eyes were filled with fright.

—Mr. Viggo, does that mean...?— Hitomi asked, but Viggo prevented her from continuing with the question and reached his right hand to cover her mouth.

—Don't say it when it's essential I'll share it with others. Now it would be to generate chaos—

Hitomi nodded, Viggo moved his hand away from Hitomi's mouth, and she looked down. She had always thought Viggo was a frivolous and good-looking guy, but now she thought differently. She looked at Viggo's face. Red hair down to the shoulders, square face, eyes with a golden iris, mysterious and above all dangerous when you notice the ray of golden energy that travels inside the ocular globules. His lips were thick, she had always liked his lips. However, the most important thing was his heart. After learning about Viggo's projects such as libraries, an academy for adventurers and improvements for society, she took Viggo's image and climbed it several points on her scale of values. However, now, Viggo was something else. He was in the midst of a crusade to accomplish something more important than just improving the world. He wanted to protect humanity, like the Argonaut.

For his part, Viggo did not know what Hitomi was thinking, but from her look full of longing, it seems that it was something idyllic. Viggo coughed to pull Hitomi out of her trance, and she waved her face as if waking up from a dream. Viggo said —That's why it's not good that you want to be queen of the gods. It's bad, it's a mockery, it's a task I don't give to anyone—

—But in that case— Hitomi said with a confused expression —Why do you do it?—

—To protect my loved ones—

—In that case, in that case, I'm the one— Hitomi said, standing up and continuing —I want to accompany you, my life is long, I could have been of help. I, I love you, but you never pay attention to me. Just a hello and nothing more. I really want to be queen of the gods, your queen—

—Hitomi— Viggo said tiredly, he really didn't want to continue this conversation, it didn't make sense.

—However, I want you to know something— Hitomi added with a look full of determination —I chose you and not you me. I will win your heart, you will be the courted one and once you fall in love with me, you will not forget me, not even in a thousand lifetimes—

Viggo did not know how to respond to such a statement. He was always the one who approached the girls and coincided with them. Even with Rosewisse, it was he who saved her, although of course, they were first friends before they were anything else. However, never, no woman had ever said anything like that to him. He smiled and thought that sure Hitomi has no social friction or the subtlety of seduction, but she had a reckless heart that threw herself into love without measuring the consequences. Now it was not strange that she had become a slave because she fell in love with a guy and that guy used her to escape. Hitomi was too helpless against others.

Hitomi stared at Viggo, who was smiling between amused and nervous. She thought she was making a fool of herself, that he wouldn't take her seriously no matter what happened. So, she came forward, took his face with both hands, and kissed him.

Viggo opened his eyes wide in a gesture of surprise, looked at Hitomi who kissed him with her eyes closed and then let himself go. He had never felt such a clumsy and awkward kiss, even when he was a boy and gave the twins a first kiss.

Hitomi broke away from him as she gasped and stared into his eyes —those are my feelings. Please accept them— she said.

Viggo nodded several times with a soft smile, stood up, and gently hugged her waist. She became nervous, but seeing Viggo bringing his lips closer, she closed her eyes and let herself be kissed. Then it melted on Viggo's lips as he felt passion erupt inside her. It was such a strong feeling that she felt dizzy.

Viggo separated from Hitomi and stared into her eyes. She looked sleepy with a languid look and a calm expression —after this, there is no turning back. I won't let you back down— he said.

Hitomi raised her face and smiled —I know, I don't intend to back down. I hope to count on you from now on, king of the gods—

Viggo smiled helplessly at Hitomi's insistence and nodded —the same thing I say, queen of the gods— he replied.

Hitomi approached Viggo and hugged him with all her might while resting her ear on Viggo's chest. His heart was racing, which Hitomi liked, as it indicated that he was either nervous or excited. No matter which of the two, she had made him attracted to her.