Bonded Goddess – Prologue

For a divorcee man who used to be Otaku like me, one would never think that a girl would ever point a sword at me.

You think I’m joking? Too bad, I’m not joking at all.

I felt a drop of cold sweat drip down on my forehead as the tip of a longsword was thrust before my eyes.

Holding the sword was a beautiful girl, a naked beautiful girl with silver hair.

Yes, she was a very alluring girl.

Am I joking again? Hell no, I’m damn fucking serious here.

The girl who pointed the sword at me was a real beauty. Yes, the girl possessed a beauty that felt so unreal, you could call her an angel or even a goddess.

My ex-bitch wife would never ever compete with this girl.

I couldn’t help but admire her despite the situation, since I never saw beautiful girls like her in my whole life. This girl is perfect in every possible ways. I can describe her in one sentence

Her beauty was comparable with a goddess.

She held a beauty that I couldn’t think of any other word to describe. Men would get swoon over her and, without a doubt, lust after her.

Normally, as a man, I would feel aroused when I saw a beautiful naked girl like her. Unfortunately, the girl glared at me with glowing ruby eyes like I murdered her parent. This was apparently a turn off of mine. Frankly speaking, I was scared to death.

But how did this actually happen?

Before this sudden event, I’m pretty sure I was sitting on my couch in my living room.

“Who are you?” The silver-haired girl asked me as I started trying to remember how I got into this kind of situation.


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