Just as Zong Chu was furiously barging into Hephaestus's minion shop, inside the shop's office that belonged to Hephaestus.
"…How long do you plan to be like this?”
The red-haired and red-eyed goddess Hephaestus let out a surprised and tired voice.
She was dressed in her minion uniform and sitting at her desk. Her voice was directed at the round object kneeling on the floor with its head pressed down. No, it was the loli goddess, Hestia.
"Don't look at me like this. I'm very busy.”
“……”
"Even if you don't make a fuss and stay there like a bug, it will make me lose my motivation and reduce my work efficiency. Do you understand?"
“……”
"Are you listening, Hestia?”
“……”
"…Sigh."
Hephaestus sighed at her little friend who remained silent and maintained the same posture.
It had been three hours.
This was the duration of Hestia's strange kneeling posture towards Hephaestus.
During the feast of the gods, Hestia begged Hephaestus to make weapons for her minions, but she refused.
She had many reasons to reject Hestia, and every one of them was a reason that she had to reject. Even if Hestia was the one with the best relationship among her few divine friends, she would not give in so quickly.
However, things were not that simple. Hestia, whose request was rejected, kept bowing her head to Hephaestus after the banquet ended. No matter how hard she tried to chase them away, Hestia would not let go. It was Hephaestus who was stumped first.
Since that was the case, he would let Hestia cause trouble until she was willing to give up. Hephaestus decided to ignore her.
This was because when Hestia used to work for her, she often made a fuss like this, wanting Hephaestus to buy her this and that.
It was just that in the past, Hestia would only make a fuss for a short while, and then forget about it.
Today, however, she persisted for such a long time, completely different from her previous unstable behavior.
How should she describe it? Hephaestus could feel Hestia's persistence, or something similar to thirst.| Wang's strong will.
At this moment, Hephaestus vaguely heard the sound of fighting outside. She frowned and didn't expect someone to dare to fight in front of her shop.
However, that was only a small problem at most. The loli goddess in front of her was the big problem. She sighed and stared at the back of her head.
"…Tell me, Hestia. What made you do this?”
"…I want to help that child!”
Hestia continued to maintain her humiliating posture and replied excitedly.
"That child is so hardworking! I can't help at all! Following a Sovereign like me is really too unfair to him. I don't want to be unable to help at all! Hestia wants to help too!"
Her eyes were fixed on the floor, and she did not look at Hephaestus. She just kept talking.
"I always let that child help me! Or rather, I've been relying on him to support me! I'm that child's master god, but I didn't do anything for him that a god should do!”
" He doesn't let me come out to work. He's afraid that I'll be wronged. He gives me the best food to eat."
"He's like this…I don't want to be unable to do anything for him…"
These words were barely audible, but they were enough to move Hephaestus.
At this moment, she understood that Hestia's intentions were not hypocritical. An unprecedented sense of comfort rose in Hephaestus 'heart. She didn't expect that such an unreliable divine friend like her would be so sensible one day.
"Ah…I know. I really can't do anything to you…Then I'll do a martial arts for your child…"
"Bang!"
Before Hephaestus could say anything, the door to her office was opened. No, it should be said that it was blown open by someone's body.
"Hestia!" An anxious voice sounded.
Hestia's eyes widened and she suddenly looked up.
Zong Chu, whose face was covered in blood, stood there and looked at her, who was still in a kneeling position, with pity in his eyes. Then, Zong Chu rushed over and held Hestia's hand. He said firmly,
"Come home with me!"
Hestia looked at him blankly, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be held back. She suddenly threw herself into Zong Chu's arms. Her eyes, which had never reddened even when she suffered all kinds of grievances at the gathering of gods, finally dripped with tears of the goddess.
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