Chapter 51 You Are Mine
There was no way, since Loen still owed Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, two crops of rice seedlings.
This was all due to the sins he had committed before.
Since I have agreed to it, I can only pay it back honestly.
With the rising sun, the poor debtor Lorne began his daily routine of loosening the soil, sowing seeds, watering, fertilizing and inducing 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 plant growth.
By diluting this thing into water, Loen's debt repayment speed increased several times.
After a few months of hard work, the whole yard had come back to life and his debts were almost paid off.
After noon, Loen put down the watering can, took a look at the half-foot-tall, lush green seedlings in the nursery, and put down the farm tools in his hands with satisfaction.
He washed off the dust and dirt on his body, walked into the kitchen and started preparing lunch. While busying himself at the stove, Loen complained in his heart.
No one knew whether it was because his true nature was exposed or she was deliberately training him, but after tasting the food he cooked, the stove goddess not only gradually handed over power in the kitchen, which she regarded as her territory, to him, but she even stopped entering the kitchen recently.
Instead, he dragged little Medusa out shopping early in the morning under the pretext of shopping.
When it was time for dinner, they would often buy a lot of exotic ingredients and ask Lorne to research and develop new recipes.
The purpose was to enrich the Minoan menu and improve the quality of life in Knossos.
“We’re back!”
Just as Lorne, who was forced to become a househusband, was secretly complaining, a familiar burst of cheerful shouts came from outside the door.
Little Medusa, who went out to buy groceries, put the half-person-high bag in her arms on the ground and rushed into the kitchen with a big smile on her face.
A rich floral scent rushed into his nose. Lorne put down the spatula, his eyes fell on the top of little Medusa's head, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
"What a beautiful wreath, who gave it to you?"
"It's the grandmother from the flower shop across the street!"
Noticing the difference today, little Medusa answered happily and couldn't help showing off excitedly.
"Lorne, I helped run 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 patiently out of curiosity.
"So, what else did you gain from going out today?"
"Yes, yes, Grandpa Contanius's granddaughter finally let me hold her! I took care of her for a while!"
"How does it feel?"
"Small, soft and very cute!"
"That's all?"
"Also, I found the herbs that Sister Beatrice needed, and I helped a lame man on another street pick grapes for his family. Before he left, he gave me a basket..."
In the kitchen, little Medusa, with a sweet smile on her face, excitedly showed off the fruits of her hard work to Lorne.
When we first met, those eyes that were filled with defense and gloom were now full of bright colors, and the wariness of not wanting to look people in the eye was also gone.
Lorne listened quietly to what little Medusa shared, chuckled and nodded.
"Yeah, no wonder I heard the whole street was praising you."
"No, no..."
Hearing such praise, the somewhat unconfident little Medusa felt embarrassed and her face turned slightly red.
Looking at this Gorgon who had shed her fierce legend and revealed her pure nature, Lorne reached out and placed his hand on Medusa's little head, gently stroking her soft purple hair, his eyes filled with relief and gentleness.
Compared to the "necessity" in mythology, he prefers this "chance" created by his own hands.
If the function of [dice] is to give birth to such beautiful possibilities, then being driven by it does not seem to be a completely bad thing.
"Hey! You two, that's enough! Can't one of you come over and help me get the stuff?"
Just as the two in the kitchen were immersed in the increasingly warm atmosphere, Hestia's indignant protest was heard outside the door.
At this time, her hands were full of large and small bags of purchases, and the bloated size had exceeded the limit of the door.
And because she happened to be standing at the intersection, it was not convenient for her to use her divine power to tear down the house, so she could only stand there at the door.
“Here it comes!”
Little Medusa came to her senses, stuffed half a bag of croissants to Ron, then rushed out of the kitchen and came to the door to help unload the goods.
"You brought back so many things. Did you go out to rob the vegetable market and grocery store? Auntie..."
Accompanied by joking teasing, Athena, who had disappeared for several months, came from an empty street corner with her goddess Nikki.
Elegant and calm.
But the goddess of wisdom's composure did not last for a few seconds before she was pulled away by Hestia.
"Athena? You've arrived just in time! Come on, help me move the things!"
The Stove Goddess's voice fell to the ground, and a bag of purple onions slid to the ground and rolled around.
The little Medusa, who was standing there in a daze, turned her head stiffly and looked at the acquaintance with silver hair and purple eyes behind her, her voice dry.
"Ya…Athena?"
“…”
The goddess of wisdom raised her hand to her forehead and looked at Hestia speechlessly.
No matter how hard you try, you still can't stop teammates who expose themselves.
"What? Did I say that?"
Feeling guilty, Hestia pretended to be confused and asked back, trying to get away with it by playing dumb.
However, this little trick may be used to appease the simple-minded little Anna, but the one in the kitchen is not so stupid.
"Okay, stop pretending."
Athena rolled her eyes at her aunt who had inadvertently sold her out, then patted Anna's shoulder gently to comfort her in 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! I'm finally suffocating!"
Before little Medusa could recover from her fright, Hestia, who was standing next to her, breathed a sigh of relief and was in a good mood when she saw that her eldest niece had no intention of pursuing the matter.
"Come on, come on, help me move the things in first!"
“…”
Looking at the bag of radishes in her left hand and the bag of rosemary in her right hand, Athena, who had just regained her reputation as a goddess, couldn't help but feel the veins on her forehead twitching.
Forget it, I won’t bother with her.
Talk too much, tired...
The goddess of wisdom, who had a deep understanding of this, could only work as a laborer under the tyranny of her elders and condescend to carry the food into the house.
But after finally moving all these miscellaneous things into the house, Hestia was still not going to let go of some free labor, and she put her hands on her hips and gave orders.
"Hey, hey, come on, peel the radishes, crush the rosemary, and whoever, pickle the olives for me!"
By the way, even the little goddess of victory who was not even worthy of being mentioned by name became the object of enslavement.
Seeing that not only did she fail to drink the fruit wine, but she also had to do this boring physical work, Nikki's expression suddenly fell, and her face was full of depression.
"Don't be unhappy. I spent so much time preparing all of this for you. When Luo En and I cook together tonight, you will taste the new dishes we have recently developed, and then you will know how worthwhile the hard work we put in is..."
Hestia was ready to show off her skills. While scolding the greedy Nikki, she proudly announced today's reception plan.
"You don't have to cook."
Athena raised her hand to interrupt Hestia's boasting and politely declined the dinner invitation. Her purple eyes looked at the figure in the kitchen, the corners of her lips raised in joy.
"Because of the people, I want to take them away!"
Discovered!
In an instant, Lorne and Little Medusa both changed their expressions and subconsciously became alert. The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.
(End of this chapter)
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