Chapter:42The Goddess of Family - Is it wrong for a Godslayer to Have a harem goddesses

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Godou could almost feel the resolve and determination leaking out from Bell. Something had changed within boy. He was no longer nervous, instead now displaying a mettle that Godou could respect. He let out a sigh. He suddenly felt so old. Who was he to judge if the boy was worthy of power? He resisted the urge to laugh. It was almost like he was playing god. It was something he'd realized long ago. Power shouldn't be given out, it had to be earned.

Godou drummed his fingers on the surface of the table. Bell had made Lady Hestia sound like some kind of saint. For some reason, he wanted to meet her.

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"Fried Potatoes! Fresh and hot fried potatoes for sale!"

Godou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Hestia was a God, wasn't she? This wasn't what he had in mind when Bell said Hestia was working. The goddess was wearing an apron over her dress, running a food stall in one of Orario's market.

"We've got all kinds of toppings, like cream and red beans! Fried potatoes!"

Wasn't this kind of...humiliating for a God? Reduced to a hawker that no one paid a second glance to?

Godou weighed his options. She was working, wasn't she? It wouldn't be very nice of him to disturb her while she was on the clock. According to Bell, their Familia really needed the money.

So he decided to watch from the side instead. If anything, watching her work would certainly offer him deeper insight to her character.

So for the next thirty minutes, Kusanagi Godou leaned against the wall and watched Hestia cook and sell fried potatoes. She was certainly an energetic girl, fully capable of advertising her store loudly once every few minutes. When she did manage to attract customers, her face would be plastered with a big smile as she served them. After they left, she'd pump her fist in determination and begin to fry another batch of potatoes. No matter how Godou tried spinning it in his mind, the truth was clear. Hestia was behaving no different from any human trying their best to make a living.

But she's a goddess, Godou reminded herself. She gave up her life in Heaven for this.

And she looked as if she was enjoying every moment of it as well.

When she finally began to close up her stall, Godou made his move.

"I'm sorry sir, but we're sold out for the day! Can you come back tomorrow?" Hestia immediately bowed to him and apologized.

"It's fine, Lady Hestia. I want to talk to you," Godou said, letting out a smile.

The black-haired goddess looked at him. "You look familiar...do I know you?" Her face scrunched up, and she tip-toed forwards to get a closer look at his face.

Godou let out a chuckle. "We met nearly a month ago, I guess."

Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as she took several steps back and leveled an accusing finger at him. "You're that guy! The one that came out of the Dungeon! You can lie to Gods! You're...you're..." she brought her hand to her chin, as if trying to recall something important.

"Kusangi Godou," he supplied helpfully.

"That's right!" Hestia's head bounced up and down. "How have you been? I haven't heard anything ever since you apparently uh...jumped out the window."

"I'm a chef at the Hostess of Fertility," Godou informed her. She genuinely sounded curious about his state of being, which was a nice change of pace after Freya, he supposed.

"The Hostess?" Hestia looked irritated for some reason. "Bell goes there a lot nowadays. Hmph."

"You care about Bell a lot, don't you?" Godou said.

"Huh? Of course I do," Hestia looked slightly confused, as though the answer should have been obvious. "He's in my Familia. And...he was willing to join my Familia when nobody else wanted to. He's been working hard, going into the Dungeon everyday to become stronger so he can be a hero. I love him."

Godou blinked. Hestia had said it in such a straight-forward manner that he momentarily found himself having difficulty digesting her words. "Love, huh," he repeated softly. Were Gods even capable of such a thing?

"How about you, Godou? Have you found yourself a Familia yet?" Hestia asked, a playful smile on her face.

"No," Godou replied.

Hestia placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, an action that surprised him. "Don't worry, it can be hard at the start. A lot of Familias are picky about their members..."

Godou was about to mention something about how he didn't want to join any in the first place, but Hestia's grip on his shoulder suddenly tightened.

"BUT, since I'm such a kind goddess and I feel sorry for you, I certainly won't mind letting you join mine."

Godou stared at her in disbelief. She was staring up to him with a big, innocent grin on her face. Well, she certainly had no shame.

"I'll have to decline," he said, slightly deadpan.

Hestia sighed. By now she'd managed to pack up most of her equipment. She untied the apron and shoved it into a small bag she was carrying.

"I have to admit," the goddess said, rather sadly for some reason, "that I saw that coming."

Godou suddenly felt very guilty. Had Hestia taken his rejection personally? He knew that her Familia wasn't very highly regarded, but he hadn't meant it that way at all.

"It's not what you're thinking," he quickly sputtered out. "I don't care about the reputations of Familias and stuff like that, it's just..." he paused, wondering how to properly phrase his reluctance to join any Familia.

"It's just that you're still coping with the loss of your previous family and need time to heal."

Godou felt his jaw drop. "I..." he mumbled out. That wasn't what he planned on saying at all. But before he could refute her words, he realized she wasn't wrong. He still found himself thinking about his girls constantly, even though it'd been more than a decade since the last of them had passed. Joining a Familia felt like he would be replacing them, and they were irreplaceable.

"I'm the goddess of family, you know. I know the joy and happiness having a family can bring" the girl continued to say, spinning around so her back was now facing him. She interlocked her hands behind her back and took a few exaggerated steps forward. And then very softly, she whispered. "And I also know the pain losing one bring

s, too."

A dejected huff escaped through Godou's lips. "Am I that obvious?"