Chapter 468

Chapter 475: Loki: I Want to Chop Izay (Please Subscribe!)

It was early spring in Orario, and the sun shone brightly. A refreshing breeze swept through every corner of the city, carrying a hint of post-rain moisture that effortlessly lifted the gloomy spirits of its inhabitants.

Yet on such a fine day, Loki found herself unusually restless.

It wasn’t any sort of bad omen or anything like that.

Just… a strange feeling of emptiness… Hmm, it was a complex emotion that Loki couldn’t quite put into words.

Before she could delve deeper into this sensation, she overheard from the children’s chatter that Ais had been injured.

This news startled Loki, who had just stepped into the dining hall but immediately rushed out without hesitation.

In her haste, she arrived at Ais’ room, forgetting to knock and instead bursting through the door with a loud bang.

“Ais! I heard you’re hurt…!?”

The sudden opening of the door startled Ais, who paused mid-motion as she flicked her long hair out of her shirt, leaving her momentarily stunned.

Her gaze shifted toward the doorway, and for a moment, the young woman didn’t know how to react.

Simply put, she was flustered…

But what Ais didn’t realize was that at the same moment, there was another person equally at a loss for words—Loki.

Watching Ais smooth her long hair, Loki couldn’t help but stare in amazement.

Even though Ais was fully clothed, and Loki had seen similar situations before, why did today make her heart flutter so much!?

A certain charm enveloped Ais, especially the glimpse of her white shoulders and delicate collarbone peeking out from beneath her dress. Under the morning sunlight, they gleamed with a fine luster, exuding an irresistible allure even to the gods.

Ais’ beauty rivaled that of celestial beings, and today, for some inexplicable reason, she seemed even more radiant.

Loki quickly wiped away her drool, momentarily forgetting why she had come here in the first place.

Seeing the familiar expression on the goddess’s face, Ais showed no visible change in expression, except for a trace of disdain in her clear golden eyes.

Of course… Loki is still Loki.

“Eh? Wait, Ais, what are you doing with that sword!? Don’t—! Ahhh!”

However, explanations were futile!

Having missed the best opportunity to explain her intentions, Loki was kicked out of the room by Ais.

“Ouch… my butt hurts… But what was that just now? Why did Ais seem so alluring today!?”

Lying face down, Loki propped herself up, rubbing her reddened nose.

She hadn’t seen Ais last night.

What had happened in just one night?

Could it be, as Izay suggested, something went awry during their mission?

But what kind of mishap could cause such a transformation?

Could it be… just possibly… that guy Izay…

“—used the mission as an excuse to secretly meet with Ais!”? Loki sat cross-legged in the corridor, her divine eyes slightly open, her crimson pupils glowing with cold light.

So was Ais’ transformation due to the bloom of love?

If that were true, how far had they progressed?

“No, I must find a way to get Izay to spill the beans… That kid already has Artemis and Haruhi, yet he dares to lay his hands on Ais! Ugh! I want to chop him!!”

“Who do you want to chop!?”

As Loki muttered to herself, Riviria happened to pass by from the other end of the corridor, tilting her head slightly.

Behind her, Refia carried drinks, and Izay followed with breakfast.

The latter two were there to deliver breakfast to Ais. Initially, this task was solely Izay’s responsibility. However, halfway through, the little sprite discovered his actions and forcibly inserted herself into the mix.

She truly—inserted herself!

When Izay prepared breakfast in the kitchen and was about to leave, Refia suddenly placed her white-silk-clad calf in front of him.

“Wait! Izay! Are you going to deliver breakfast to Miss Ais!? I want to go too!!”

And thus, it became the current situation.

As for Riviria, she came to ensure Loki wouldn’t act rashly.

After all, among the Familial Groups, when it came to restraining the main deity, Mama-san ranked top-tier.

“It’s Mama-san? And Refia, and… Izay!! How dare you show your face to me!?”

Facing the trio approaching, Loki displayed two entirely different attitudes.

She remained cordial with Riviria and Refia, but upon seeing Izay, she instantly turned ferocious.

Izay nearly lost his composure.

“Did I offend you somehow, Loki? If so, I can apologize to you~?”

After pondering briefly, Izay spoke gently, unable to figure out why Loki had gone berserk.

What?

You mean because of Ais?

Come on, right?

He and Ais loved each other mutually, and Loki would surely understand and bless them eventually (yeah, right).

“You still dare to bring it up!? Explain! Is it because of you that Ais…!?”

“That Ais…!?”

“… …”

Staring at Izay, who parroted her “question” back like a broken record, Loki fell silent.

She wanted to reel Izay in, but this guy was composed and refused to take the bait.

Not only did he not take the bait, but he didn’t even flinch.

Damn!!

Compared to the furious deity, Izay was much more amiable.

Since earlier, using perception magic, he had sensed Ais returning to her room, so he felt there was nothing to panic about.

As for his relationship with Ais… When Loki calmed down from her current “urgency,” he’d find a time to confess to her.

At worst, she’d chase him down a few streets with a knife, but no big deal. Izay was well-versed in this business and wasn’t afraid at all.

On the contrary, keeping secrets… There’s a saying: better to guide than to block, a term he often used with Ais.

They would reveal everything sooner or later, so whether it happens early or late makes little difference.

Later, Riviria calmed the troubled Loki, and the four proceeded with their original purpose, knocking on the door to visit Ais and deliver breakfast.

During this time, two people kept exchanging glances, but Loki wouldn’t say who specifically. Nonetheless, she was seething.

Refia… was easy to fool, so there was no need to worry about the little sprite.

Riviria noticed the changes in Ais, much like Loki, but Mama-san was also confused and couldn’t figure out the reason.

After all… she was merely someone Loki had forced to bear the title of “mom.”

Specific experience… cough cough… none~

Lacking experience, it was normal not to guess the cause.

As for Loki, as an ancient deity, she might have realized something, but deep down, she subconsciously didn’t want to think about the worst possible development.

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