Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a trap.

Chapter 17 Yearning! Andromeda Saint Seiya (Part 2)

Milo was clearly in pain when he said this.

Unexpectedly, he was met with Aphrodite's disgust.

"Milo, I don't want your lousy photo."

"What do you want?"

"Hmph, you want me to not argue with you tomorrow? Fine, starting today, for the next year, you have to wash all my clothes, shoes, and socks, do all the dirty and tiring work for me, and..."

"Wait, I do all the work for you, so what do you do?"

"My mother said that girls are only responsible for being beautiful."

"you……"

Although he was furious, Milo thought about it and accepted Aphrodite's terms.

Everything for Oni!

With his greatest ambition in life right before him, there was nothing Milo couldn't tolerate.

"One more done, nine left..."

Filled with a mixture of humiliation and excitement, Milo left the stone house to find the other young fighters.

Milo returned in the evening.

His face was filled with sorrow.

Countless unequal treaties were signed.

However, despite his tragic demeanor, Milo couldn't hide the overwhelming excitement that surged through his body, indicating that he had successfully persuaded the other young fighters.

That night.

Just as Jia Long was tossing and turning, unable to sleep and pondering how to bring Andromeda into another dimension, he suddenly heard the sound of Milo getting up.

Milo tiptoed toward the sleeping Aphrodite.

Is this going to be a gunfight?

Just as Jia Long was astonished, he heard a series of cracking sounds from the stone bed next door, followed by... Aphrodite's screams and cries of pain.

"Milo, are you crazy? Why did you sneak up on me and slap me in the face in the middle of the night?"

"Don't blame me, these are Shura's conditions!"

Milo and Aphrodite got into a fight, causing chaos in the middle of the night, until Jia Long couldn't stand it anymore and finally separated the two.

"Milo, you bastard..."

Aphrodite was already bruised and swollen, whimpering like a wronged little wife.

On the other side, Milo wasn't much stronger either. Under Aphrodite's furious counterattack, he was also covered in bruises. However, he managed to protect his face well, without any disfigurement.

Even after being pulled away by Jia Long, Milo remained relentless, insisting on fulfilling his promise to Shura.

"Garon, don't stop me. Let me punch him a couple more times so that Shura will be satisfied."

"You want to punch him now, but you won't want to punch me later, will you?"

"How could that be? Galon, with all your popularity, who would ask me to ambush you? Heh..."

Milo laughed awkwardly.

It would have been better if he hadn't laughed; the moment he did, Jia Long felt something was off.

"I'm popular with people??"

Jia Long thought about it carefully, but he really couldn't figure out why he was so popular.

He had only been in the Sanctuary for a day and had only interacted with Deathmask, Xue Du, Aldebaran, Shaka, and Camus.

Moreover, they don't seem to get along very well.

Upon realizing this, Jia Long immediately became wary, and he looked at Milo with a smile.

"Milo, how did Aldebaran, Shaka, Camus, and the others make their deal with you?"

"This is a matter of personal privacy!"

Why are you so nervous? Why are you feeling guilty?

"Who's nervous or guilty?"

"Look! A beautiful woman has come in!"

"What?!"

Just as Milo looked toward the door in surprise, Jalon suddenly grabbed him and slammed him to the ground, then began to beat him mercilessly. At the same time, he didn't forget to call out to Aphrodite, who was standing there dumbfounded.

"Sissy, aren't you going to come and help?"

"Ah good!"

After her initial shock, Aphrodite immediately lunged at Milo, raising her delicate fists to help Jalon punch Milo.

He certainly wouldn't let such a good opportunity for revenge slip by.

Pa~pa~

The two men pinned Milo down and beat him severely.

Milo screamed in pain as he was beaten, his mind filled with utter bewilderment.

"Garon, why did you hit me?"

"Why? Who knows what conditions you agreed to? If we don't beat you half to death tonight, how can we sleep peacefully?"

"You're framing me!"

"Stop talking nonsense, we'd rather kill the wrong person than let the guilty go free!"

"I accept being hit, but please don't hit my face, okay? I have to see Oni tomorrow!"

……

Early the next morning.

Jia Long stretched and walked out of the stone house; he had slept soundly last night.

Behind him followed Aphrodite, his face bruised and swollen.

The last one to emerge was Milo, who seemed to be on the verge of death. He was staggering as he walked, and his entire body was swollen except for his face.

"For Oni, any sacrifice is worthwhile!"

Milo encouraged himself as he walked.

"You're covered in injuries, and you still want to come with us to cultivate?"

Jia Long and Aphrodite shook their heads as they watched.

"Scars are a man's badge of honor! I'll crawl there if I have to see her!"

Milo said resolutely, then his expression changed, and he grinned lecherously at Aphrodite, saying:

"Sissy, you hit me the hardest last night. Now that you've calmed down, could you lend me your cosmetics for a bit?"

"Dream on! You attacked me from behind and you expect me to help you?"

"At worst, I'll wash your socks for another year..."

"Really?! Great! I happen to have a bottle of Chanel Rouge Allure nail polish here. I don't really like the color, so I'll give it to you."

Don't worry, I know everything about makeup, I'll make you look gorgeous.

……

It took more than half an hour to do Milo's makeup.

When Jia Long and his group arrived at the Grand Canyon training ground, the other young fighters were already waiting there.

The three of them immediately became the center of attention upon their appearance.

The main reason was that Milo's makeup was too eye-catching, with dark eyebrows, a pink face, and red nails, making him look like another transvestite, which drew ridicule from Camus and others.

However, Milo still felt good about himself.

He was very satisfied with his appearance.

Because Aphrodite told him that this was the most popular makeup look at the moment, especially his brightly colored manicure, which was a limited edition Chanel design that any girl would be attracted to.

The three became the focus of attention, partly because of Jia Long.

As soon as he appeared, several resentful gazes were fixed on him. Seeing that he had no injuries at all, these gazes all revealed disappointment.

The resentful gazes came from Aldebaran, from Xue Du, from Camus… but not from Shaka.

Because Shaka is still in a state of confusion.

Ignoring the stares directed at him, Jia Long calmly walked into the group. His only purpose in coming to the Sanctuary was to gain power, but now he was more concerned about the upcoming Andromeda Bronze Saint.

Another half hour later.

"coming!"

As the young fighters eagerly awaited his arrival, Albiot finally appeared. Unlike before, this time, he was followed by a... dark-skinned and muscular young fighter.

The young fighter was over two meters tall, with a fierce face, bulging muscles, and a fishy smell that was unique to people from the seaside. Even from a distance, everyone could feel the smell of the ocean coming towards them.

This is a masculine man with a certain charm!

"Who is he?"

"Where's the Andromeda constellation we were promised?"

Where is my Oni?

Just when everyone was filled with doubt.

Albio had already led the burly, dark-skinned youth over. In front of all the young fighters, he pointed to the latter and introduced him:

"This is the Andromeda Bronze Saint I told you about yesterday, my prized disciple on Andromeda Island, who just received his Saint Cloth... Oni!"

"What?!"