Between holy missions and council politics, even saints and goddesses needed time off. Hinata reluctantly agreed to Luminous’s invitation—if only to make sure things didn’t get too wild. They didn’t last ten minutes before being swarmed by admirers.
Hinata let two men tend to her quietly, eyes closed, lips twitching. “This is not fraternization,” she muttered. “It’s recovery. Tactical.”
Luminous, already halfway in a man’s lap, just laughed. “Oh please, call it what it is: divine indulgence. We earned this.”