Is It Wrong to Abusing Cartoon Tropes in Dungeon?

"She's the contracted spirit you mentioned before?" Hestia asked, her voice tinged with suspicion.

"That's right. This is Est," Altair confirmed.

"I am Altair's one and only sword, acting as he desires," Est declared.

So that's what she meant by 'one and only'! Hestia thought, her heart easing slightly. Good, my place as his primary partner is still secure.

"But why is she clinging to you first thing in the morning, completely bare?!" Hestia demanded, gripping Altair's left arm while glaring at Est, who was still unclothed and holding his right arm.

Thanks to Altair's explanation, Hestia understood who Est was and her relationship with him, but the spirit's lack of attire baffled her.

"And clinging to you like that, is that something a spirit should do?!"

In Hestia's mind, elves were a race that valued their chastity highly. Even if Est, as a spirit from another world, differed from Danmachi's elves, she was still a fairy-like being. Surely, such a creature should be even more mindful of propriety!

"Negative. Est is wearing thigh-high stockings," Est retorted emotionlessly, lifting one leg to show the silken fabric before letting it snap back against her thigh, as if to prove she was, indeed, clothed.

"What? You call that clothing?" Hestia sputtered, incredulous. Those barely count as clothes!

Est, faced with Hestia's rebuttal, furrowed her brow slightly, a rare hint of distress crossing her face. She turned to Altair with a pleading look.

"Even if Altair wants me to remove my stockings, it can only be when we're alone," she said.

"Altair would never ask you to take off your stockings when you're alone!" Hestia snapped, exasperated by Est's abrupt topic shift.

Actually, Hestia, I wouldn't mind trying that sometime, Altair thought, though he kept it to himself. No way he'd say that out loud.

"Altair, what's her deal?!" Hestia demanded, turning to him, clearly unable to reason with Est.

"Well, Est isn't human, so her perspective on certain things, like modesty, differs from ours," Altair explained. A spirit whose sense of shame is tied to her feet but nowhere else, what can you do?

"But… but… that's just too weird!" Hestia protested. She understood that different races had different customs, like Orario's Amazons, who were all women and famously open about romance, their attire equally bold. Still, this was too much.

"And what if someone else sees her like this? She's your contracted spirit, Altair. She can't just…" Hestia trailed off. Thanks to Altair's explanation, she grasped that Est's behavior stemmed from her unique habits, but if others, especially outsiders, saw this, it could cause problems.

Est seemed to catch Hestia's meaning. Unfazed, she tightened her hold on Altair. "Est's body is for Altair alone to see, not others."

"Then why don't you wear proper clothes if you know that?!" Hestia shot back, exasperated. But then her eyes widened. "Wait a second, I just saw you too!"

Est glanced at Hestia, then back at Altair. "Altair allows you to sleep beside him, so it's fine."

In the elementalist world, Altair was accompanied by his contractor, Rinslet, at night, and Est would often be seen by her in the morning. Now, in the Danmachi world, Hestia had taken Rinslet's place as the one sleeping beside him. To Est, being seen by Hestia was no issue. She didn't care about Hestia's status as a goddess; her only concern was that Hestia wasn't Altair's contracted spirit. In Est's mind, her bond with Altair as his sole spirit was paramount. Other women in his life? Irrelevant. None could be closer to him than she was.

That's just how it is! Est thought.

"What kind of logic is that?!" Hestia groaned, feeling like she'd been dumbfounded one too many times this morning.

"Altair, you need to teach her properly! She can't just throw herself at you without clothes, even if she's your contracted spirit!"

"Hestia, honestly, I'm at my wit's end," Altair admitted. "I've told her countless times, but it doesn't stick."

It was true. Altair enjoyed Est's morning cuddles, who wouldn't love waking up to a soft, adorable spirit? But her insistence on being nearly bare was unnecessary, yet she never listened. Every morning, she'd cling to him, half-asleep and unchanging.

With a resigned sigh, Altair reached out and ruffled Est's hair. She squinted happily, nuzzling closer, her head resting against his chest.

"Hey!" Hestia's brows twitched at the sight. "I get that she's your contracted spirit, but she needs to know her limits! Stop clinging to my Altair!"

"Altair is mine!" Hestia declared, grabbing him and trying to pull him away from Est.

But Est was practically glued to Altair. Tugging him only dragged her along, making it clear that prying Est off was the only way.

"Ugh, you!" Hestia growled. Giving up on pulling Altair free, she threw herself into his arms, squeezing in close.

The crowded sensation made Est frown slightly. She glanced at Hestia, then up at Altair. "Altair, she's too loud. Can she leave? Est prefers being alone with you."

"What?!" Hestia's eyes widened in outrage.

"Altair, what have you done with her?!" she demanded.

"Nothing, I swear!" Altair said, exasperated. Sure, Est woke up in just stockings, but he hadn't done anything beyond hugs, head pats, and the occasional kiss. She's an adorable spirit, how could I not dote on her?

"But she said things like that! If you haven't done anything…" Hestia pressed.

"I'm telling the truth, Hestia. You'd know if I was lying," Altair insisted.

Hestia nodded, sensing no deception. But she shot Est a glare. Why does this spirit keep saying such bizarre things?

Feeling challenged by Hestia's stare, Est pressed herself closer, rubbing against Altair's chest and meeting Hestia's gaze with an impassive look.

"Altair can do whatever he wants with Est's body," she stated.

She's not wrong, but you don't have to say it out loud! Altair groaned inwardly. That's a private conversation!

"You… you…" Hestia's face flushed crimson. She considered herself bold, always affectionate with Altair, but never to the point of going bare!

Est, sensing she'd gained the upper hand, happily nuzzled closer, subtly pushing Hestia outward.

That was the last straw for Hestia. "I can do that too!" she declared, releasing Altair's arm.

"Hestia?" Altair blinked.

Under his and Est's gazes, Hestia boldly lifted her usual white, form-fitting dress, letting it fall away.

Altair's eyes widened, his jaw dropping. This is Hestia, her petite frame, but that figure…

"D-Don't stare like that!" Hestia stammered, suddenly shy, covering herself with her hands. She'd shared plenty of teasing moments with Altair, but always clothed. As a pure goddess, this was her first time baring herself to her beloved, and the embarrassment was overwhelming.

"Sorry, Hestia, you're just too captivating. I couldn't help it," Altair said, unabashedly apologizing while committing the sight to memory. Even with the key parts covered, her shoulders, waist, and collarbone were breathtaking, especially paired with her flushed face.

His intense gaze made Hestia both shy and elated. He finds me irresistible! she thought proudly. Squaring her shoulders, she puffed out her chest, glaring at Est. Your figure's no match for mine!

Est, unfazed, rubbed her cheek against Altair's chest, her expression blank.

"You!" Hestia huffed, feeling provoked again. She sat beside Altair, wrapping her arms around him and pressing close.

"Oh!" Altair gasped.

"Altair is mine!" Hestia declared.

"Altair is Est's," Est countered.

"Mine!"

"Est's."

Caught between their embraces, Altair froze. Est's antics didn't spark a disaster, instead, they pushed Hestia to this incredible moment?

Est, you're the best! he thought. Through their contract, Est sensed his joy, assuming it was her doing. She pressed closer, spurring Hestia to match her. We're both petite, but my figure's better! Hestia thought defiantly.

Altair, basking in the affection of two adorable partners, closed his eyes with a blissful smile.

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