Tasting the delicacies of the Roman Empire in the early years of the Anno Domini era, Ryuya looked at Crimson Moon, who had finally stopped being angry, "Aren't you going to eat anything?"
Pulling a long face, Crimson Moon just glanced at the table full of food, "Do you think I would eat this stuff?"
"Alright then. Let's find a place to stay quickly, and I'll cook for you."
Because he was in a growth period, Ryuya's appetite in this simulation had always been very large, mainly because Midnight Lost Child wasn't on him to provide magical energy.
He had ordered quite a lot of food. He knew Crimson Moon didn't really eat these human things, as the Moon King only ate meals he personally prepared.
"Hmph."
She snorted lightly.
Actually, the slave performers showcasing their talents in this restaurant Ryuya and Crimson Moon had come to were quite... attractive.
In the Moon King's words, it was to 'reward' Ryuya for his 'hard work' over the past month.
It's just that their gender...
"Crimson Moon, even if it's to punish me, we don't have to come to such an eye-watering place to eat, do we? It's a bit too uncomfortable."
The slaves around were quite good-looking, but the only problem was that they were all male.
Ryuya wasn't about to force himself to appreciate that or 'rise to the challenge'.
That's right, in the early Anno Domini Roman Empire, the country's openness regarding gender was simply unbelievable.
Besides bloody spectacles like gladiator arenas for noble entertainment, there were all sorts of entertainment venues.
Male-focused, female-focused, everything was available. The implied hierarchy even surpassed Greek Mythology. Even Zeus would sigh and say, "Oh ho, this king has met his match."
Feeling countless gazes on him, Ryuya knew those were the looks from noblewomen.
"Heh, Blood, you seem quite popular."
Originally intending to make Ryuya endure the male slave performances as punishment for his advances on her, but now, seeing the peeking, the strongly possessive looks from the people around, Crimson Moon felt she might have shot herself in the foot.
At the very least, she didn't like the way those people looked at Ryuya.
'Blood... he can only be mine.'
Thinking this, Crimson Moon felt there was no point sitting here anymore and wanted to leave.
"Wait a moment, esteemed lady."
Just as Crimson Moon was pulling Ryuya to leave, a woman dressed in magnificent clothes stopped them.
"Esteemed lady, I would like to ask if you are willing to sell this male pet?"
Her appearance was gorgeous, and her figure exceptionally prominent under the dress.
Looking at Ryuya, the woman named Messalina was the current Empress of the Roman Empire, wife of Emperor Claudius IV.
Her eyes burst with undisguised fondness for Ryuya and the desire to possess something beautiful. Looking into Ryuya's eyes, the noble Empress was utterly captivated.
Frankly, she had never seen a man with such charm in her entire life. Even the most excellent male pet in the palace seemed like a boring machine compared to Ryuya.
Clearly taken with Ryuya's existence, Messalina didn't recall any memory related to Crimson Moon in the capital, meaning this woman was just an outsider.
In other words...
'If she knows what's good for her, she'll hand over this male pet obediently. Otherwise, I'll let her experience the punishments of the Roman Empire.'
Her personality was quite arrogant, mainly because Messalina's family was the most powerful in the capital, and her father was the head of the Senate.
It can be said that Claudius IV could contend for the emperor's throne was entirely thanks to this Empress.
Under these circumstances, Messalina often held wild orgies in the palace, openly cuckolding Claudius IV numerous times.
Even in the original history, while Claudius IV was away on campaign, she boldly held gatherings with her lovers in the palace, and even married one of them right there.
Under such conditions, things like seniority, ethics, or gender were no obstacles. The nobles and royalty of the Roman Empire really knew how to have fun.
Determined to get her hands on a rare beauty like Ryuya, just like that, Crimson Moon encountered the first person trying to steal her man.
"Sell him? Do you know what you are saying?"
Hearing Messalina's words, Crimson Moon merely looked up, quietly observing this Empress in splendid attire, surrounded by guards.
Killing intent surged unrestrained in her crimson eyes. Having lived for thousands of years... cough, having lived for eighteen years plus tens of thousands of months, the True Ancestor had never seen someone as brave as Messalina.
Trying to steal a man from the great Moon King? Was this Empress not afraid of death?
"What? Don't want to sell? It's fine, I understand your feelings. But I want to remind you, in this country, there is no man I, Messalina, cannot obtain."
"I don't know which backwater minor noble you are from, but here, you must understand, you are..."
Listening to the Empress babble on incessantly, Crimson Moon didn't bother refuting Messalina's words.
She wasn't particularly skilled at talking, and her habit was to fight directly.
What 'most powerful woman in Rome'? In Crimson Moon's eyes, she was no different from an ant.
With a slight wave of her hand, without any visible action from Crimson Moon, Messalina's mouth seemed to be sealed by some unknown force. She couldn't even utter a single word.
"Really annoying."
Blood twisted. As her features contorted, blood suddenly started flowing from Messalina's eyes, nose, and mouth. It was the blood in her entire body, as if controlled by something, rushing towards her head at a speed that made it seem like it would burst.
With Crimson Moon's casual wave, all the blood in Messalina's body was instantly drained. She was dead beyond dead.
"Murder!"
"Kill this bandit!"
Panicked voices arose.
Looking at the restaurant descending into chaos, Crimson Moon's frown deepened.
Just as she was about to continue the slaughter and simply kill everyone, Ryuya's hand stopped her.
"Let me handle it."
Suggesting that Crimson Moon should kill less, in Ryuya's view, although most nobles in the restaurant were decadent, pleasure-seeking fools, the slaves weren't deserving of death… they were just oppressed poor souls.
Using hypnosis magic on everyone else in the restaurant, he led Crimson Moon out of the establishment.
"Hmph."
After leaving the restaurant, Crimson Moon's mood was clearly worse. She was starting to regret letting Ryuya come out. The many gazes directed at Ryuya along the way made the Moon King feel her beloved was being targeted.
Following slowly behind Ryuya, her face clearly written with 'I'm unhappy', the Moon King was obviously extremely jealous.