Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 51

Chapter 51 You are mine

There is no other way, why did Lorne still owe Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, two crops of seedlings.

These are all sins he himself had committed before.

Since I agreed, I can only pay it back honestly.

With the rising sun, the hard-pressed debtor Lorne began his daily routine of loosening soil, sowing seeds, watering, fertilizing and promoting growth.

Thanks to the goddess of wisdom who came to apologize last time and left a bottle of [Secret Dew of Life] that can promote the growth of plants.

Dilute this thing into water, and Lorne's debt repayment speed increased several times.

After a few months of busy work, the whole yard has been rejuvenated, and his debt is almost paid off.

Three poles after the sun rose, Lorne put down the water ladle, looked at the green seedlings that were already half a foot tall in the nursery, and couldn't help but put down the farm tools in his hands with satisfaction.

Hash off the dust and filth from his body, walk into the kitchen, and start preparing lunch. Lorne cursed while busy in front of the stove.

I don't know whether it was because he exposed his true nature or was deliberately training him. After the stove goddess tasted his cooking, she not only gradually delegated the kitchen that she regarded as her territory to him, but even recently stopped even entering the kitchen door. .

Instead, he took little Medusa out early in the morning to go shopping in the name of buying things.

When it's time for dinner, they often buy a lot of strange ingredients and let Lorne research and develop new recipes.

It is well-known as—enriching the Minoan menu and improving the quality of life in the city of Knossos.

"We're back!"

Just as Lorne, who was forced to change his job to become a housewife, was secretly cursing, a familiar shout of joy came from outside the door.

Little Medusa, who went out to do some shopping, casually placed the half-human-high bag in her arms on the ground, and rushed into the kitchen with a smile on her face.

A strong floral fragrance poured into his nose. Lorne put down the spatula and his eyes fell on the top of the little Medusa's head, with a trace of surprise appearing on his face.

“What a beautiful garland, who gave it to you?”

“It's the mother-in-law from the flower shop opposite!”

Having noticed the difference today, little Medusa answered happily and couldn't help but show off excitedly.

“Lorne, I helped to visit the store today and sold thirteen bouquets of flowers! My mother-in-law gave me a wreath and a bag of freshly baked croissants!”

“It seems that little Anna is very popular.”

Lorne smiled and nodded, and continued to ask curiously patiently.

“So, what else can you gain from going out today?”

“Yes, yes, Grandpa Kontanius's granddaughter is finally willing to let me hold her! I took care of her for a while!”

"how do you feel?"

“Small, soft, and very cute!”

"that's it?"

“Also, I found the herbs that Sister Beatrice wanted to use, and helped the lame uncle on the other street pick their grapes. Before I left, he even gave me a basket..."

In the kitchen, little Medusa, with a sweet smile on her face, excitedly showed off the fruits of her labor to Lorne.

　　The eyes that were full of defensiveness and gloominess when they first met are now full of bright colors, and the wariness of not wanting to look at others is gone.

Lorne listened quietly to little Medusa's sharing, smiled and nodded.

“Hmm, no wonder I heard the whole street was praising you.”

“No, no…”

Hearing such praise, little Medusa, who was a little unsure of herself, felt embarrassed and her face turned slightly red.

Looking at the Gorgon who had lost her fierce legend and showed her pure nature, Lorne stretched out his hand and put it on Medusa's little head, gently stroking the smooth purple hair, his eyes were filled with relief and softness.

Compared to the "necessity" in the myth, he prefers this "accident" created by his own hands.

If the function of [dice] is to give birth to this kind of beautiful possibility, then being driven by this kind of thing does not seem to be a completely bad thing.

“Hey! You two, it's almost done! Can't one of you come over and help me get my things?”

Just as everyone in the kitchen was immersed in the increasingly warm atmosphere, Hestia's indignant protest came from outside the door.

At this time, her hands were full of large and small shopping bags, and the bloated size had exceeded the limit of the room door.

And because she happened to be standing at the intersection, it was inconvenient for her to directly use her divine power to demolish the house, so she could only stand blankly at the door. "I'm coming!"

Little Medusa came to her senses, stuffed half the bag of croissants to Lorne, then hurriedly rushed out of the kitchen and came to the door to help unload the goods.

“Having brought so many things back, did you go out and loot the vegetable market and grocery store? Auntie...”

With the joking, Athena, who had disappeared for several months, came back from a deserted street corner with her slave goddess Niki.

Elegant and calm.

But the goddess of wisdom could not maintain her grace for a few seconds before she was dragged over by Hestia.

“Athena? You came just in time! Come on, come on, come on, help move things!”

The Stove Goddess's voice fell to the ground, and a bag of purple onions fell to the ground and rolled around.

Little Medusa, who was stunned on the spot, stiffly turned her head and looked at the acquaintance behind her with silver hair and purple eyes, her voice was dry.

“Ya…Athena?”

The goddess of wisdom raised her hand to touch her forehead and looked at Hestia with a speechless expression.

Even if you take all precautions, you still can't prevent your pig teammates who actively expose themselves.

“What? Did I say that?”

The guilty Hestia pretended to be confused and asked, trying to pretend to be dumbfounded and pass the test.

However, this little trick is okay for coaxing the simple-minded little Anna, but the one in the kitchen is not so stupid.

“Okay, no need to pretend.”

Athena rolled her eyes angrily at her aunt who accidentally sold her, and then gently patted Anna's shoulder to express comfort, with a soft voice.

“It's okay, it's just a name, just keep it the same as before.”

“Hey, I feel relieved when you say that! You're really suffocating me to death!”

Before little Medusa could recover from her fright, Hestia next to her saw that her eldest niece had no intention of pursuing the matter, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and felt very good.

“Come on, come on, help me move my things in first!”

Looking at the bag of radishes on her left hand and the bag of rosemary on her right hand, Athena, who had just regained her reputation as a goddess for a few seconds, couldn't help but feel the veins on her forehead twitching.

Forget it, don't argue with her.

Talk too much, tired...

The goddess of wisdom who has had a profound experience in this regard can only be forced by the power of her elders to act as a coolie and condescend to carry food into the door.

But after finally moving all these miscellaneous things into the house, Hestia was still not ready to let go of a few free laborers and directed them with her hands on her hips.

“Hey, don't be idle, the radishes need to be peeled, the rosemary needs to be crushed, and whoever, pickle the olives for me!”

Incidentally, even the little goddess of victory who did not deserve to be mentioned by name became an object of enslavement.

Seeing that not only was the fruit juice not finished, but she also had to do such boring physical work, Niki's expression suddenly fell, and her face was full of depression.

“Don't be unhappy, these are all prepared with great care for me. When Lorne and I cook together in the evening, when you taste the new dishes we have recently developed, you will know how worth the hard work you have put in now..."

Hestia, who was ready to show off her skills, proudly announced today's entertainment plan while scolding the greedy Nikki.

“There's no need to cook the rice.”

Athena raised her hand to interrupt Hestia's show off, and politely declined the meal. Her purple eyes looked at the figure in the kitchen, and the corners of her lips curled up in pleasure.

“Because of people, I want to take them away!”

　　Discovered!

In an instant, Lorne and Little Medusa both changed their expressions, and subconsciously put on a defensive posture, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified.

(End of this chapter)

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