Made money!
These hundred points investments were undoubtedly a win.
At this moment, Ron had truly matured.
Growth, in his case, meant that upon hearing the words "turbulent waves," he no longer thought of the sea. Typically, when a man sees a woman, the first things noticed are her face or legs. However, this situation was different. Ron's line of sight was completely dominated by towering mountains, providing a significant visual impact.
The woman before him had blond hair, tilted her head while looking at him, and her uniquely different pupils were slightly narrowed, exuding an unusually aura. Her figure was explosive, perfectly accentuated by the red cheongsam, boasting ample breasts and a slender waist.
Merely gazing upon her stirred a three-year itch.
Conversely, Rayleigh had shifted from his usual easygoing nature to tense muscles, a bead of cold sweat streaking across his forehead. Yoruichi, who had been basking in the sun, was no longer as composed as before. Her pupils were dilated, her back arched high, and she now appeared to be frowning.
They could sense it. The sudden appearance was overwhelmingly powerful, robbing them of the courage to fight or escape. It was an oppressive force that transcended dimensions. Under this pressure, they even felt as if the person before them was a god.
Indeed, she was a god!
As the light faded, Ron saw the woman clearly and recognized her.
Lucoa from [Dragon Maid].
One of the Most High Gods!
She was the "Feathered Serpent God" in Mayan mythology, responsible for culture and its propagation.
According to the original work, Lucoa's body was so massive that it couldn't be seen entirely at a glance.
"In the past two days, I've heard a voice inviting me to visit a tavern as a guest. Is this the one?" Lucoa asked with a smile as she took a seat at the bar.
Ron raised his brows, saying, "If you heard right, you've come to the right place."
It turned out that the tavern had already invited Lucoa.
In that case...
She should also be considered as the tavern's guest with the characteristic of a "Royal Sister," right?
For a moment, Ron began to anticipate the arrival of the next three guests with the "Royal Sister" characteristic. After all, the first Lucoa with the "Royal Sister" characteristic was already so impressive. The subsequent ones were sure to be extraordinary as well.
Let the procession of Royal Sisters begin...
"That voice was so annoying; I wanted to have a good sleep," Lucoa yawned and stretched elegantly. "It just happened that I sensed you were performing a demon summoning ritual, so I followed along."
Ron immediately realized.
But...
Since she could break the dimensional barrier and come to the tavern through the summoning ceremony instead of relying on the system, how powerful was this woman?
Just as Ron was about to inquire about Lucoa's drink preferences, he saw her narrow her eyes, dragging her cheek with one hand, and saying with a smile, "Since I was summoned by you, the contract has been fulfilled. What do you want me to do?"
While speaking, Lucoa stood up, leaning forward, and a waft of fragrant wind brushed against Ron's cheek. Ron, not one to be overly polite, smiled and replied, "It just so happens that the tavern is short of a waiter. If you're interested, you can stay."
As the tavern had been upgraded.
At this very moment, Rem emerged from the kitchen, and Ram had just heard this statement. The two sisters instantly became alert. However, as they observed Lucoa's impressive presence, a sense of resignation overcame them.
Lucoa sat down again, tapped her finger on her chin, pondered for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Well, if I stay, I want to be the bouncer. How about that?"
"It seems interesting."
"I have nothing to do recently, so I can stay here temporarily."
As Lucoa spoke, she paused and stared directly at Ron. "Except for the tavern, I can help you with anything you need."
Ron's heart immediately trembled. If Gion could be compared to a brand new family car with all the performance and luxury, then Lucoa could be likened to a Tiger tank—strong, but potentially overwhelming.
Although Ron could barely handle it at the moment, he feared that over time, he might end up like Rayleigh.
Quickly changing the topic, Ron introduced Lucoa to everyone. "From now on, she will be the tavern's new waiter. Her name is Lucoa."
Lucoa smiled and waved to everyone. Rayleigh and the others hesitated to respond, wearing smiles that hinted at a mix of amusement and unease.
It's truly intimidating...
"I'll officially start working tomorrow. Let's try out the bar in the pub tonight," Ron suggested. He turned around, took out a bottle of plum wine from the cabinet, and handed it over.
"Hmm?" Lucoa looked puzzled for a moment, her expression turning somber as if she had recalled something unpleasant. Taking the wine, she calmly said, "It's best to check for curses before drinking."
Ron just smiled, unfazed by her caution. While Lucoa could still be considered a god, her godhood had been stripped away. The reason was her involvement in drinking wine cursed by her friend and subsequently using the wine to coerce Lily into intimate relations with her sister.
This was the present reality, and Ron understood that old habits die hard. Rayleigh, who was sipping his drink, noticed Ron's somewhat mischievous smile and likely grasped the situation.
As an experienced driver, Rayleigh considered boasting about his driving skills but thought better of it. Some things in life were more important, and dealing with Lucoa required a careful approach.
At this moment...
After confirming that the wine was not cursed, Lucoa filled the glass and took a sip.
*Gulp...*
As she tasted the wine, Lucoa's eyes suddenly lit up, "I didn't expect the wine here to taste so good. This trip is not in vain."
The top note of this wine was the fragrance of plums, complemented by a hint of honey. The base note carried a natural fruity and sour wine aroma. After sipping it, the mouth would be filled with saliva, and the sweet taste would linger in the palate. Perhaps due to not being a regular drinker, just one glass of wine caused Lucoa's delicate and fair cheeks to flush.
Observing the beautiful scene unfolding at the bar, Ron couldn't help but smile wryly.
"Your smile was weird just now. Do you know something?" Lucoa asked, holding her chin in one hand, her gaze alternating between Ron and Rayleigh with a mischievous smile.
Suddenly, Rayleigh's body stiffened.
This sensation... It felt as if he had been stripped naked, with his secrets and innermost thoughts laid bare!
"It's just that you drank the cursed wine and took advantage of it..."
Before Ron could finish speaking, a white and tender hand covered his mouth. Lucoa's already flushed face turned even redder, and she appeared slightly panicked, saying, "Stop talking~"
It was an embarrassing past. Though the process may have been beautiful, the final outcome was far from ideal. Lucoa hadn't anticipated that Ron would be aware of these details. However, this only fueled her growing interest in the proprietor of this tavern.
At that moment, lunch was ready. Rem hurried over from the kitchen, saying, "Master, it's time to serve dinner." About to turn around and serve the food, she asked curiously, "By the way, Master, what do you mean by virtual age and full age?"
Ron touched his chin and explained with a smile, "The virtual age is the age when you came out of your father's body, and the full age is the age when you came out of your mother's body."
Rayleigh: "!!!"