"That heartless Hephaestus!"
"She had someone lock the workshop door! She won't see anyone!"
"That's fine!"
"But the most unforgivable thing is!"
Hestia looked up, her teary eyes filled with accusation.
"I woke up from my nap and missed the workshop cafeteria's mealtime!"
"Those people actually told me there were no leftovers! Not even a single bun!"
"Wahhh... I want to eat fried potato balls... I want to eat red bean cream crepes..."
"But I don't have a single penny on me..."
Shakti, standing nearby fully armed, watched this scene, her usually stern expression cracking slightly.
Although she had heard many stories about this goddess,
Seeing is believing.
...
But there was nothing that could be done.
After all, this person had been a freeloader at Hephaestus's for so long that laziness and gluttony were ingrained in her bones.
Like a lone wolf in the wilderness that had been tamed into a begging husky in just one winter.
Heimdall, feeling a bit helpless, reached out and pressed against the face that was still rubbing on his waist, trying to pry it off.
"Alright, alright, your snot is going to get all over me."
"This shirt is new; if it gets dirty, I'll make you pay for it."
"Heimdall——!"
Unexpectedly,
This tactic didn't work at all.
Hestia not only refused to let go but even became more demanding.
Her little short legs kicked in the air a few times, and she climbed up like a koala, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Lend me some money! Please!"
"Just a little bit! Even if it's just enough to buy one fried potato ball!"
"When I have my own Familia in the future, I'll pay you back double! No, ten times! Twenty times!"
...
Seeing this sight,
Heimdall gave up on trying to reason with her.
Talking about dignity with a starving, penniless goddess was like playing music to a cow.
"Sigh..."
Finally,
Heimdall sighed helplessly and reached behind him, precisely grabbing the back collar of Hestia's old but clean white dress.
Then,
He exerted force with his arm.
"Up you go."
Like picking up a struggling stray cat, he lifted her entirely off him, suspending her in mid-air.
"Let me go! Put me down!"
With her feet off the ground,
Gravity, though late, never fails to arrive.
Hestia was still flailing her limbs helplessly in the air, her signature black pigtails swinging with her movements.
"Stop shouting, you're making my ears ring."
Heimdall brought Hestia face-to-face with him, making her look directly at him.
"Hephaestus is in seclusion for important matters."
"And you, as her closest friend, do nothing but freeload and complain about her not cooking for you?"
"Besides,"
"Since you're awake now, it saves me the trouble of finding you."
"There's something I need to tell you."
"Wh-what is it?"
Hearing this,
Hestia, who had been struggling, suddenly paused.
She sniffed, her blue eyes instantly filling with wariness as she stared intently at Heimdall.
"As long as you're not asking to borrow money!"
"I'm truly penniless! I'm so poor that my face is cleaner than my empty pockets!"
"If you dare to try and take my savings, I'll bite you to death!"
...
What is this called?
This is called judging a gentleman by the standards of a petty person.
Does he look like someone who would rob a beggar?
Heimdall couldn't help but roll his eyes.
...
"Don't worry, I'm not asking to borrow money or for food."
"I want to tell you,"
"I plan to move out of the two-story house I was living in before."
With that,
Heimdall let go, putting this struggling person back on the ground.
"Since I'm moving out, that place will be empty anyway."
"If one day you get kicked out by Hephaestus,"
"You can go live there."
"Although it's a bit rundown, it can at least keep out the wind and rain."
"How about that? Pretty generous, right?"
Heimdall finished speaking,
He thought,
Logically, even if this person wasn't grateful, she should at least be a little moved.
After all,
In this land-scarce Orario, giving away the right to live in a house for free,
Even if it's a rundown two-story house, even if it's just the right to live there,
For a penniless goddess who can't even afford a fried potato ball, it would definitely be a timely help.
This is like giving half a bun to someone who is starving,
It should at least earn a 'good people are safe' in return, right?
Instead,
Hestia listened and shook her head vigorously like a rattle drum, looking completely unimpressed.
"Come on, Heimdall~"
"Are you kidding me?"
Hestia put her hands on her hips, her face full of inexplicable confidence.
"Hephaestus and I are sisters!"
"We have a bond that goes back millions of years!"
"How could she possibly kick me out?~"
"Even though she locked the door today,"
"It's because she's busy with work, which I understand."
"Once she's done,"
"All I need to do is act a little spoiled, be a little cute, and shed a few tears, and she'll definitely soften up~"
"Hmph~"
As she said this,
Hestia proudly raised her chin, holding up one finger and waving it in front of Heimdall.
"Then, it will be a piece of cake~"
"Not only will I be able to live here, but she will also have someone deliver my favorite red bean cream crepes!"
"So,"
"You can keep that rundown house of yours to collect dust~ This goddess isn't interested!~"
"..."
What incredible confidence, what utter hopelessness.
Watching this guy now, speaking so righteously about living off a woman...
After hearing this, Heimdall's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he was utterly speechless. He had already begun looking forward to the day this guy would be thrown out by Hephaestus.
After all, when that time came, this guy would definitely be unable to bear it and come running to find him. It would be the perfect opportunity to thoroughly mock him.
...
"Oh, right."
"You said you're moving out of that two-story building. Have you decided where to move to?"
Hestia thought of the key point and asked, tilting her head.
"Yes, it's already settled, and it's not far either."
"Where?"
"In that upscale residential area at the intersection of North Street and West Street."
"A three-story stone house with a laurel tree."
"...Huh?"
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