"Hm, I expected the organization to save humanity to be a bit more worthy of my abilities. They're using us as garbage collectors," said the purple-haired woman, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. But the person she was 'talking' to simply ignored her, which infuriated her.

"Are you listening to me, mortal?" said Scathach angrily, causing the man to look at her.

The servants were on top of the building, the cold and merciless snow hitting their bodies, and the sound of strong wind in their ears.

Scathach noticed the shirtless archer servant sitting in a meditation pose, but the man wasn't meditating; he simply had his eyes closed while lines of Magecraft ran through his body. Sometimes the blue Magecraft lines turned red for a few seconds, indicating instability, which overheated his man's body and melted the snow around him.

"You could find something else to do instead of annoying me. If what you're doing irritates you so much, complain to the Chaldea directors, not me," the archer said irritably. Sweat trickled down his man's body, even in extremely low temperatures, he was sweating. Scathach could feel the heat emanating from his body, which meant that the archer in front of her was pushing the limits of what he could do with Magecraft and forcing its use of it, thereby damaging his own body on purpose. This made the goddess uneasy.

"You're damaging your body, you idiot. Stop it. Can't you see that the inferior magic you're using is consuming more than it can provide? You'll end up dying!" Scathach said angrily. The goddess moved from her spot on her and reached out to grab the archer's shoulder on her, but he held her hand on her and looked into her eyes with a serious expression on her face.

"That's not your problem... What do you want here, Scathach?" the man said, rising from the cold ground. "I've already told you that I'm not your source of entertainment whenever you're bored."

Scathach narrowed her eyes at the man, but her gauze shifted to her wrist where the man had been holding on to her, and she could still feel the warmth that lingered there, even after he let go of her hand.

"What do you expect me to do, mortal? It's just the two of us in this hole, there's nothing here but waiting and cleaning up the garbage that's sent our way. I'm bored." Despite the goddess's authoritarian attitude and her short temper, when she did n't get what she wanted, she acted somewhat childish. Sometimes it was even cute, like now, as she pouted and kicked the snow off her boots. This made the archer display a half-smile. The woman's behavior reminded him of someone, a tall woman with purple hair and glasses. It made the archer wonder if he had some kind of magnet for attracting divine beings

"We have Davinci and the girl Kyrielight," said the archer, materializing his armor but not his shroud, leaving his arms exposed.

"You mean the homunculus and the man with breasts, I wouldn't exactly call them servants," Scathach said, crossing her arms and following the man.

"Wow, the way you refer to them, I can only imagine that you see me as an insect," said the archer with a half-smile, turning to face the goddess. But the archer did n't expect Scathach to be looking at her boots and blushing.

"You... you're not so bad... I mean... you're still annoying, but... I enjoy spending time with you..." The archer opened his mouth at the woman's words, and Scathach was rubbing her boot against the concrete as if she were playing.

A smile appeared on the archer's face, which quickly turned into laughter.

"HAHAHAhahaha, I can't believe it, the goddess has feelings for a mortal, that's Hilarious," the archer simply laughed out loud, leaving Scathach completely embarrassed.

"W-what, are you delusional, deadly... stop laughing!" Scathach shouted, embarrassed. She was without her mask, which made the expressions on her face visible.

"Oh, that hurts, are you sure you're not flattered?" The archer pulled the woman, surprising her. "Kyaa!" Scathach let out a small, feminine scream, which made the archer smile even more, with one arm on the woman's hip and the other lightly touching the goddess's rear.

Scathach wouldn't normally act like this; it was completely out of character for her. But for some reason, when the goddess was close to the daring man, she felt strange and nervous.

The goddess noticed where the man's hands were, and she felt like a child afraid of a man because she found him very attractive and she didn't know how to approach him.

"G-Get your hands off... you're not... on my level to touch me... KYAA!" Scathach let out another scream when she felt the archer give her a small smack on her behind her, the sound echoing in the elevator. The goddess couldn't remember entering the elevator; she only knew that she was in that location.

"Now that I see it, your outfit is quite provocative, and you're even without your armor. Don't tell me you're trying to provoke me, awaken my most primal desires," the archer gave a small bite to the goddess's right ear, making her shudder.

Scathach's chest rose and fell, and the goddess had noticed the man's hand on her stomach.

"W-Wait ... not here ..." Scathach said, closing her eyes, expecting the man's lips della, but they never came.

Slowly, the goddess opened her eyes and saw the man leaning against the opposite wall of the elevator with a sinister smile on her face, causing the goddess to blink. Scathach noticed that the elevator door was open and someone was staring at them uncomfortably.

"T-This elevator is not the place for such things..." said Davinci, looking away in embarrassment, making Scathach blink in surprise.

The archer smiled at the man inhabiting the body of Mona Lisa. A chill ran down Davinci's spine.

"You only say that because you want to be in Scathach's place," said the archer with a sarcastic smile.

"W-What? No!" Davinci exclaimed in embarrassment.

Scathach could only blink and blink. The archer was toying with her in a way the goddess never expected.

The goddess bit her lip until it bled, while a single thought ran through her mind.

You'll pay for this nameless man...

-A-

Author

Hello, if there's still someone reading the story (which I find unlikely), I still intend to post the story. I'm still writing, but now I'm doing an internship and time just evaporated.

If there's still someone there (as I said, unlikely), I don't plan on abandoning the story. It's just that updates will be slow, but don't lose hope. They will still come.

So, to not leave you with nothing, I'll post this spin-off story until the main chapter arrives.

I hope you enjoy it. See you in 2089, the year the update will come. :D

And for those who want to translate my story into other languages, you have my permission.