Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 51 You are mine
There was no way, why did Lorne still owe Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, two crops of seedlings.

These were all sins he had committed before.

Now that I agreed, I had no choice but to pay it back honestly.

With the rising sun, the miserable 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, she left a bottle of [Secret Dew of Life] that can promote the growth of plants.

By diluting this thing into water, Lorne's debt repayment speed increased several times.

After a few months of busy work, the entire yard has been rejuvenated, and his debts are almost settled.

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

After washing away the dust and filth from his body, he walked into the kitchen and started preparing lunch. Lorne was busy in front of the stove while cursing.

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, which 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 weird ingredients and let Lorne research and develop new recipes.

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

"We're back!"

Just as Lorne was secretly complaining about being forced to become a housewife, a familiar shout of joy came from outside the door.

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

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

"What a beautiful garland, who gave it to you?"

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

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

"Lorne, I helped visit the store today and sold thirteen bouquets of flowers! My mother-in-law gave me a garland 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 cute!"

"that's it?"

"Also, I found the herbs that Sister Beatrice wanted to use, and I 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 into the eyes of others is gone.

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

"Yeah, no wonder I heard the whole street was praising you."

"No, no..."

Upon hearing such praise, little Medusa, who was a little unconfident, felt awkward 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 pressed it on Medusa's little head, gently stroking the smooth purple hair, his eyes filled with relief and softness.

Compared to the "inevitability" 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 stuff?"

Just as everyone in the kitchen was 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 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.

"After bringing so many things back, did you go out and loot the vegetable market and grocery store? Auntie..."

Along with the playful teasing, Athena, who had disappeared for several months, came from a deserted street corner with her follower Nikki.

Elegant and calm.

But the goddess of wisdom couldn't maintain her grace for a few seconds before she was pulled over by Hestia.

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

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

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

"Ya...Athena?"

"..."

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

Despite all precautions, I still can't prevent my pig teammates who take the initiative to expose themselves.

"What? Did I say that?"

A guilty Hestia asked, pretending to be confused, trying to get through by pretending to be dumbfounded.

However, this little trick was okay for coaxing the simple-minded little Anna, but the one in the kitchen was 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 could not help but let out a sigh of relief and felt very happy when she saw that her eldest niece had no intention of pursuing the matter.

"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.

Talking 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 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 who else, pickle the olives for me!"

By the way, even the little goddess of victory who didn't deserve to be named was also enslaved.

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, with depression written all over her face.

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

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."

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!"

It was discovered!

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

(End of this chapter)