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◈ Chapter 84 - Nemesis, a Model Instructor.

In the end, Eris' face turned bright red and she disappeared with a scream and did not return.

I wonder why she suddenly acted like that, but how can I know the true feelings of the disobedient youngest (Jeon), a Greek tomboy who also professes to be the goddess of judgment?

I just left it there, thinking it would come someday.

But.

"Huhuhuhu..."

"Sister?"

"Eris, this tomboy... Why don't you dare run away?"

The goddess of strife and strife was almost certain to be half dead to her sister.

Even though it was a class anyway, all she did was make things like apples and snakes and brag about them to me and make me study.

She even escapes, which only angers the strict goddess.

Her benevolent teacher was gone, and Nemesis, the Goddess of Judgment, was just fiddling with her Judgment Sword with her creepy smile.

Perhaps 50% of the blood on that beautiful white sword belongs to Eris.

'Should I tell you that Eris's condition was a bit strange?'

I thought about it for a while, but it seemed right to be next to an angular stone.

All we could do was pray that our little sister would not cross the River Styx.

"Ἐμβάπτω,θάπτω,πυρόω..."

Nemesis, with her white eyes flashing while speaking a horrifying ancient language that could be either a spell or a curse, was truly the goddess of judgment, or the angel of vengeance.

In particular, the wings flapping nervously on her back and the sword glowing white showed why she was such a feared goddess.

In short, it was so intense that I didn't want to touch it.

Really.

"Get this guy from me right now!"

"Hey, sister. Calm down. Eris must have had something going on!"

"I look real now!! How much trouble I suffer because of this tomboy!

Even in the divine realm that Hera allowed with great difficulty, I couldn't control my temper and ran away?!

"You have to break those wings...!"

In the end, I managed to calm Nemesis down as she spewed fire from her mouth and spread her wings, trying to fly away like a demon.

Is it also discord and conflict?

How dare you make this Nemesis goddess so angry that she will shut up and threaten you.

Looking back, it was almost the same flow.

Eris was the type of person who wouldn't do anything she didn't want to do, even if it meant death, and Nemesis was an exemplary goddess who made you feel like she was the strict student council president.

Eris's routine was to get hit by Nemesis like before, and then get hit by her gunfire.

However, the Goddess of Judgment rarely expressed her anger at Eris's flight today.

The exemplary goddess who waited patiently even when I was wasting away for 23 hours.

"Now, deep breath, deep breath! "Please eat some nectar."

"Fuu, huu, huuuuu..."

When Ares handed her another bottle of nectar, saying she would probably need it, the goddess with her black wings and white eyes took it and gulped it down.

"Whoa... I'm sorry, little brother. "I looked disheveled."

Haha. No."

To be honest, the white light that burned in the eyes and the sight of the Judgment Sword that was blocking the Guyu Sword were quite scary.

She wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud.

Nemesis, whose pure white face turned red as if he was aware that he had behaved in an indecent manner, quickly changed the subject and sat down quietly and looked at me.

"Hmm, first of all, did you do well with today's assignment?"

"Who is saying this? How dare you break it? Then shall we begin?"

Nemesis, the goddess of judgment and justice.

The goddess who some say is the goddess of revenge is not a Greek goddess, but rather reminds me of an angel from the Bible.

Long, shiny black hair without a trace of dust and a face with a calm and clean look.

She was a goddess who could be called an apostle of judgment because of her natural strictness.

She is literally the polar opposite of Eris.

Ares, who is half fighting and half drinking, is different from Eris, who is not able to make proper progress in class.

Nemesis, who always focused on the class itself and taught strictly, was truly a goddess who gave the impression of being a female teacher or model student.

It's not for nothing that I call you sister.

"Great. "Get started."

However, like this, she sometimes smiles and, unlike her public image, she sometimes shows a defenseless appearance.

She was a charming goddess.

In this way, Nemesis was mostly a strict and rational goddess, befitting her divine profession of judgment and justice.

She was also a wise teacher, and unlike Eris' Miracle Class, she was a respectable teacher who taught me patiently despite my lackluster classes.

I was able to learn from her the magic that healed her wounds, how to revive her memories engraved on her objects, and how to delve into her images through her human dreams.

"Let's see... Then!"

And today is the time to establish how I will realize my power along with what I have learned so far.

A blueprint for this had already been drawn up.

-Whoa!

A huge amount of divine magic energy flowed through my entire body, and as I stirred the air like a conductor playing an orchestra, the air and energy in all directions began to fluctuate.

-Kooooo!!

A sound like the air howling.

The earth shakes with enormous energy.

From that reaction, I could tell that the magic I had created was about to be activated properly.

'What can I say? I feel like this is real magic.'

The fortune-telling and magic tricks of divine rebirth were similar to the magic I saw in that they basically realized supernatural abilities outside the human body, not inside the human body.

However, the common misconception that people have is that magic or magic can control the wind with a single fan and transform into an amulet, but that is not an easy task.

"It would be great if everything in the world were this easy."

"Uh-huh, focus! "Magic that deals with divine power does not require sacrifice..."

"If the person handling it is not focused, big trouble can happen. Haha, I learned it properly."

Shin Jae-gwi's technique was, in a word, mathematics.

Mathematics, even graduate school mathematics.

Mathematics calculated using Chinese characters without even Arabic numerals.

Only I know how terrible it is, whether in Korea, Moorim, or Greece.

God returns?

That crazy guy is a rare idiot who rose to that position because he liked it.

In addition to the difficulty of the technique itself, everything from the detailed calculation of constellations, the flow of ley lines and the influence of trees growing on the land to be spread, etc. It was Shin Jae-gwi's technique that required all kinds of variables and calculations to be incorporated and an investment of manpower and assets equivalent to building a tower of gold.

However, its power was so great that it was used occasionally when something unexpected or asymmetrical power was needed.

In most cases, just emitting energy waves or punching once was effective.

However, the power that I was born with, called divine magic, or divine power, omitted all the restrictions of such secret arts and showed miracles worthy of the power if only abbreviated calculation and control were used.

-Kugugung!

"...I think it went well?"

If you slowly open your eyes and look around.

A pitch-black space surrounded me, as if it had brought back the darkness of the beginning.

A huge darkness that covered the moonlit sky created by the power of Nemesis and Eris and swallowed up the endless land that Ares had asked his mother Hera to spread.

It was a re-enactment of Shin Jae-gwi's Nine Palace Hwanmongjin.

As I was satisfied with looking around at the magic I had cast, Nemesis cut through the darkness and came next to me and asked me.

"Is this... A combination of the secret arts you learned from me and the knowledge of other worlds you knew?"

"It's a rudimentary application, though. How is it?"

Nemesis' task was nothing special, but to apply the secret arts and principles she had learned and realize them in a new way.

Should we call it an ancient eye-level education?

Fortunately, unlike the miracles shown by Eris, the magic of Nemesis, which was a perfect science in its own way, was something I could understand.

In addition, it was not very difficult to use the magic of Shin Jae-gwi, which I completely remembered the theory of, using the power of divine power.

If Shin Jae-gwi had seen it, he would have probably vomited, asking what this was, and saying that it was against the aesthetics of the technique.

What can I do? Even though the effect is definitely awe-inspiring, it only has a cooldown of several decades, limitations when casting, and a huge amount of power consumed.

If all of that could be solved with a single act of divine power, it would be perfect for me.

"Did you pass today's test, sister?"

Shinjaeguiguigugunghwanmongjin.

His team, which required enormous sacrifice and effort, was a fierce battle that held off the special forces of the Murim League, consisting of two fire fighter masters and twenty supreme masters, for nearly ten days in the Daeseol Mountains of Sacheon.

However, a huge amount of investment and effort was put into building a palace made almost entirely of gold, and if it was opened one more time, the financial head would bleed out and collapse, so I would never see it again, so I was glad to see it again like this.

"It's my teacher's technique that held off strong men comparable to the old heroes Cadmus and Perseus for ten days. "I reinforced this with the secret techniques I learned from my sister and developed it with the power of divine power..."

To be honest, beyond my calculations, the divine power firmly supported Shin Jae-gwi's Jin, and Nemesis' secret art further boosted Jin's supernormal abilities.

"I didn't know that secret arts and magic would work so well together."

Gu Gung-jin, who cannot see an inch in front of him, cannot feel any touch, or feels the passage of time.

However, to me, the caster and member of this group, everything about this group looked and felt like the palm of my hand.

The magic that expands the earth and separates it from the outside world with the power of Hera, and even the power of the night sky with the power of Nemesis and Eris.

Even the bumpy face of Nemesis, whose lips are slightly tingling.

"Sister?"

"Yes? Yes?"

"Why are you doing that?"

Is there something you don't like?

However, just like last time, Nemesis did not spare praise for the footwork or detection magic that combines magic and magic.

But today, Nemesis was unable to hide his displeasure to the extent that even the slightest cracks on his white face were not noticeable.

'No, rather than being upset, I think I'm somewhat disappointed?'

Is it because her main magic is not her main form of magic, but her main form of magic?

"Hehe.. Don't be so surprised. I'm just surprised that your wisdom is better than I thought.

"I have nothing to teach you."

"Wow, what happened to my sister who always praised me and said I had to be fair?"

I joked and joked, but Nemesis shook his head firmly and said,

"No. I'm serious. I have nothing more to teach you.

Look. This dark sky.

It was so pitch black that you couldn't tell the difference between the ground and the sky.

"You have already proven yourself to be a great son of a great chestnut mother."

The Goddess of Judgment, who shines brightly even in the darkness I created, stretched out her hand toward the darkness I created and spoke.

"The Queen said so. If you see her mother's darkness blooming from the wisdom I have given her.

Know that you are worthy of learning your secret arts. "It ended up happening that way."

Nemesis, who said that, seemed somewhat regretful or sad.

◈ Chapter 85 - Nemesis, the Lewd Instructor.

To make an excuse, unlike Hera or Hecate, esotericism and secret arts were not Nemesis' specialties.

She, too, was a god, and it was as simple as breathing to unleash her power through divine power, but she went deeper and only learned secret arts such as magic to force her will on the world as a matter of culture.

Her sword and blood were closer to her as she was by nature her mighty judge and warrior.

But even so, a goddess is a goddess.

The secret arts she had mastered and knew were things that a human would not be able to cast even if she studied and worked hard all her life, and the energy she needed was also unusual.

However, this young brother had absorbed all the secret arts she knew in just over two weeks at most, or even a year in the barrier.

They even mixed it with the secret arts of the other world that she originally remembered and sublimated them into even more powerful and profound secret arts.

Nemesis swept away the darkness that had enveloped her with her hands with all her emotions.

The abyss where her mother dwells.

The endless darkness that resembles the abyss of the abyss.

What was the goal of the teachings called magic? It's about forcing one's will on the world.

That is why it is called magic, not a miracle.

Although the younger brother could not even remember, he brought his mother from the abyss to the ground with his own divine power and authority.

'How far do humans go?'

No matter how much knowledge he had in his previous life, he knew a talent similar to modern secret arts.

The reason he is so fast is probably because his original talent is so outstanding that no one else can compare it to him.

But this was understandable.

Sometimes, humans would rise to the rank of heroes by accomplishing feats so great that even the gods would be surprised.

Even if they were gods, their power could not be taken lightly, and there were even those who competed with the gods and won.

However, the younger brother's original strength lay in martial arts, not magic.

Her swordsmanship using her divine power, which directly attacked the power of her judgment sword, was comparable to the power of any god, including Ares and Athena.

Even looking at the duel with Ares, Ares was also demonstrating his divine power and authority without using his hands, and was mobilizing his own martial arts skills.

The god of war who has lived through war for thousands of years.

The power of the struggle and the martial arts accumulated over thousands of years were not something that could be overcome by ordinary human strength, and no god of Olympus would dare to challenge him with pure martial arts and combat.

He competes on equal footing with Ares.

'You're not good at martial arts, so you absorbed all the secret arts I knew?'

On the contrary, even if Eris's insincerity is taken into account, power lessons with Eris are sluggish due to Dianeth's inability to easily understand the concept itself.

Eris, Nemesis, and even Ares were surprised as to why this was the case and speculated about it, and Ares even asked Hera for advice, but they only thought it was because of their inexperience.

This is due to the limitations of having a human body in handling divine power and authority, as well as the fact that it has only been a short time since the divine power was unleashed.

However, Nemesis could not agree to this.

The god-to-be, who is more skilled than anyone else in handling divine power, is inexperienced in handling it?

Is Mi-sook the embodiment of talent that absorbs everything about her in less than a year?

Nemesis, armed with pride in his brotherhood and in his role as her teacher, had no intention of acknowledging Xuhii and further accelerated her teachings.

However, the only result was a farewell to her younger brother, who had absorbed all of her knowledge.

"Sister?"

"...Yes!?"

Sister, sister, sister.

Indeed, the more he heard, the more Nemesis, who had been momentarily distracted by the sweet and beautiful title, was startled by the voice and flapped his wings.

"Um... So is this the end of your classes with your sister?"

"Uh, that's..."

She was always called a stern judge, a goddess feared by the gods, a ruthless avenger, etc. It was an even more addictive name for her, who was only called by her sharp name.

A friendly title called sister, sister, or nemesis.

Ah, does the younger brother know?

Every time he called her by her name and called her his sister, the corners of her mouth that had once passed down her judgment loosened like her hair.

When he unleashes his divine power with his white hands but is blocked by something and laughs, the hands that used to execute justice and revenge flounder in the air with unknown expectations.

He naturally comes closer and grabs her shoulder, which no one has ever dared to touch, and when he hugs her back, he lets himself go without even realizing it.

When I sit face to face with him and have a passionate discussion about mysteries, mysteries, gods and heroes, I see his sparkling eyes and his body scent hitting my nose, and my black wings flutter in surprise.

That magical warmth and touch that makes you feel weak like an ordinary woman, something that is not like you.

Today too, for no reason, I worked even harder to find Eris.

What on earth is it about that little hero, what is it about the little brother that entangles him so much?

This is a feeling you should definitely avoid when thinking about your new career.

She felt so lewd, decadent and immoral for her.

However, the warmth that came after thousands of years and that she never wanted to let go of made even the strictest judge shake her head and waver.

During her long life as a newborn, was there anyone who approached her so comfortably and greeted her so warmly?

Will she really be able to not find this man again even after she firmly pushed him away?

When she faced him, she had to do everything in her power to hold her heart in check because of the base and depraved agony she had never felt in her long life.

'Let's come to our senses. Wake!'

Even though I tried so hard to control my mind, the burning emotions that were already on fire only curled up for a moment.

It warmed her heart like a residual heat.

In order to avoid this, I may have focused even more on class to ignore it.

However, as a result, at the end of her class, which came in an instant, at the moment of her farewell, she was showing her disappointment without realizing it.

Her body and emotions are so uncontrollable that even she herself is embarrassed.

A torrent of emotions came over her solitude for the first time since she was born from her mother's breath.

A moment so sweet and addictive yet so obscene and decadent.

Now was the time to cut it off.

"Yes?"

Nemesis nodded his head as if he were cutting off his own arm.

She was the judge, patroness of justice, and goddess of vengeance.

She is a goddess of great deeds who should not be swayed by her own emotions like the maiden of the House of Yeom or the gods and goddesses of Olympus.

Neither her business nor herself could allow her to be shaken by her emotions any further than this.

In any case, if you want to learn secret arts beyond this, you should go to Hecate, the goddess of magic and witchcraft.

Since there were no more secret techniques for Nemesis to teach him, it was right for them to part ways at this point, either for his or her sake.

"Ah... Haha, that's a shame."

"...!!"

However, even that desperate resolve was completely shattered by the smile of the boy smiling wistfully in front of her.

"B-but class, class isn't over yet!"

"...Yes?"

Alas.

What did he just say?

Before he knew it, Nemesis was approaching his younger brother, his hands clenched and his wings spread wide.

'Uh...? 'When did you grow up like this?'

When I first saw her, it definitely seemed like she was a little shorter than me.

Her younger brother was now so tall that he could hardly be considered young anymore, and he was looking down at her.

The beautiful brother, whose eyes had opened without realizing it, looked at himself with confusion.

"Ah..."

My face turned red in an instant, but as an elder and a teacher, I couldn't just stand there and watch over him.

But she is a goddess.

She was a goddess who had lived hundreds of times longer than humans, and she was a goddess of judgment who had lived far longer than her brothers who had lived with the burden of karma in another world.

Even though she was dizzy with a torrent of emotions and confusion, she was able to find the next lesson in an instant.

'Thank you. 'Eris!'

"The miracles and martial arts you see are all based on the wisdom you learned in the previous world, right?"

"Yeah, that's right, but..."

It was great!

Nemesis felt proud that she had done it at the innocent reaction of her brother who nodded obediently to her.

Even putting aside why I feel so proud.

I wonder where the solemnity of the declaration of separation that I made with the determination to cut off my own arm went, but even to myself, it was a pathetic sight.

For just a moment, as we meet after thousands of years, wouldn't it be okay to let go of your career, your destiny, and your resolve for yourself and enjoy this feeling?

Once I thought about it, there was nothing to hesitate about anymore.

Like a warhorse with its reins released, like a bird of prey riding a favorable wind, it just runs where it wants to go.

"You're still having trouble dealing with miracles."

"Ugh..."

Miracle.

The power to control divine power is divided into two categories.

The miracle of creating something from nothing with pure divine power.

A secret art that changes reality through divine power, a magic called esotericism.

However, coincidentally, he was unable to even attempt miracles that all gods could perform as easily as breathing, and instead showed himself to be proficient in magic that even the gods found difficult.

In other words, the reason she narrowly passed the exam was due to her steadfast view of justice.

Since Eris ran away first, she had a good reason.

"Both Hera and Eris said that it was too early to do so, but don't make any promises. From now on, let's explore how to handle miracles with me."

"Wow...Ah?"

Until the end, Nemesis did his best to avoid the eyes of his brother who said something was strange, and only enjoyed the fact that he could legally(?) Be with him.

◈ Chapter 86 - Quiet Night, Gentle Waves.

After finishing my strength class early for the first time in a long time, I was able to return to my comfortable room for the first time in a long time.

Two rooms in a spacious living room! It is even equipped with a running tap so you can wash at any time, and even the toilet is a state-of-the-art insular facility that flushes.

After putting in various household items there with the extra income I earned while working with Hestosias not long ago, I definitely felt like it was my home.

There were times when I was tormented by twelve demons in that desolate wasteland.

Thanks to Nectar's complete recovery, the class wasn't that difficult, but since I was still a demigod in a human body, the mental fatigue was considerable.

I washed up quickly, turned on the heat, and dried my body and hair until they were soft.

I threw myself on the bed wearing only light pajamas, or pants-like bottoms.

"Phew... Good."

As soon as I lay down on the spacious bed, what filled my mind was my sister, the beautiful goddess I had just met.

It was Nemesis and Eris.

At the Temple of Zeus, the orphans were asked to be careful of the gods, at least not arguing or fighting with them, or even just not meeting them. If they did, they were told to hit their heads and keep quiet until they passed by.

At the time, I thought that Neri was a nymph, so there must be a god, but even while I was ignoring it, it was Nyx's bloodline that was famous for its extreme evil.

The most dangerous and most avoidable goddess among them is Eris, the goddess of discord and conflict.

Any hero of great fame or a god of powerful status would be horribly destroyed if caught in her hands.

The conflicts and wars of this land are all the work of Eris, who is paired with Ares.

She went so far as to tell him not to dare call, not to look, not to praise.

But when I actually opened the lid.

There was only one pink cat that came and nuzzled when it felt like playing around.

Of course, as she is an ancient goddess born with the Nyx bloodline, whenever I was close to her, something like an aura of discord clung to me.

The karma I had accumulated so far was too pitch-black for me to just go around spreading fire with that much heat.

"Now that you think about it, if Eris had tried to sow discord and start a war, would she have caused more trouble than the Great Demon War?"

First of all, Greece and the central plains are already several times different in area.

If you see me there, catch that bastard! Kill it! Even if we estimate the number of the Murim Alliance and political factions that were attacking them, they number in the hundreds of thousands.

Even if I just mobilized all the people of the currently largest polis in Greece, the strength would be similar to that of the imperial army, and in the meantime, the number of political faction members I personally defeated would easily exceed 100,000.

"...Am I not the true god of discord and strife?"

When I occasionally saw and heard from Gwihyeonsa, the basic number of people passing by was in the 10,000s...

"No, let's not think about it."

It feels like you suddenly become a crazy warmonger or a homicidal maniac.

Anyway, I had come too far to be afraid of that cute Jammin of discord and conflict.

What he actually did was somehow able to overcome the initial dislike, so it was worth looking at as cute.

And another one.

Nemesis, the upright goddess whom I call my real sister.

If Eris was guarded and tabooed by the Greeks for her divine work and her nature, Nemesis, on the other hand, was tabooed by the humans who called her, asking what on earth she had done to allow her to descend.

A harsh judge, a defender of justice.

What on earth would such a terrible thing have been done for such a goddess to come across in person?

In fact, if you listen to Nemesis, bizarre crazy people who can't even say 'I want to know that' say that her power reveals their crimes and names.

And when that pure white sword of judgment decapitates the criminal, the body is buried nowhere, ignoring even the corpses that eat it and rejecting even Mother Earth.

It is said that the soul will fall into the abyss of Tartarus and suffer forever.

Although they seem similar, they are completely opposites.

Although the directions were different, they were all great gods who were feared and revered by the Greeks and who were not worshiped and were identified with their divine work itself.

However, looking back on the past time spent with such goddesses, the lesson I learned was that this guy's body became axe-ridden as it entered puberty.

"Hmm... No, I guess not though. No, but those reactions are a bit..."

Even in Greece, where all kinds of affection lines extend in all directions, transcending gender, age, race, and even blood relations.

We've only known each other for a few days, but they fell in love with me?

Honestly, if someone else had said that to me, I would have told them to fuck off because they were overly self-conscious.

Eris's tomboyish face, blushing as she was held in my hand.

The sight of Nemesis fumbling with the tent I had spread out and flapping its wings as if it were regretful gave me both thoughts of what might be possible and doubts as to whether it could be possible.

"No, but... We are the same flesh and blood, no, we are gods, so aren't we blood and flesh? No, blood doesn't really matter in the first place, right?"

There is no such thing as DNA for gods, and I also had a strong perception of them as beautiful goddesses rather than as blood relatives.

I was secretly happy that they were interested in me.

No matter their notoriety or their new career, just as their name suggests, they were goddesses with divine beauty and different charms.

The sight of the powerful goddesses, who others were afraid of, blushing at my every word or gesture, and filled with joy and sorrow, made even this old soul feel proud.

As a male, it could be said to be a feeling similar to a sense of conquest or satisfaction.

Any man in the world could not help but feel good if such beautiful and mysterious women said they were interested in him.

However, as a man like that, along with the satisfaction, what filled my mind was embarrassment.

Regardless of why they were reacting like that when they looked at me, it was because I now had two lovers.

"Should I stop worrying about it right now..."

To be honest, I wasn't really sure what the two of them were feeling, and it was quite funny that they were excited and worried about whether to do this or that like they were middle school teenagers.

I was just about to fall asleep, laughing bitterly at the feeling of self-destruction that was creeping up on me.

-Smart!

"!?"

I heard someone knocking on the balcony door.

They wondered if their sisters had come to catch them for thinking blasphemous thoughts about them, but white hair flickered through the half-open door.

"Neri?"

"Yes! I'm here!"

Nesneria, a sea fairy with sparkling blue eyes resembling the sea.

She was a beautiful nymph who always appeared at unexpected moments and made me smile.

It wasn't unusual for Neri to come by unexpectedly like this these days.

As I began to receive lessons from the three gods, I somehow managed to break through the tight security of the forest.

He started coming to me every night.

"No, you came again? "How did you get here?"

The security of the forest of nymphs was very tight because of the minor heroes who illegally invaded the forest.

Didn't I almost get stabbed to death out of nowhere when I went looking for Neri?

I had a grim thought that this little girl might have killed a few nymphs with the talent she stole from me, but Neri reassured me by waving her maple leaf-like hand.

"Ah, it's okay for us to go out. Aunt Cariklo often goes out with Uncle Chiron?

"The other sisters are also bored because they go out to the forest and river every night."

"Oh yeah?"

I don't know who goes in, but is it because they are free to come out?

In a way, nymphs will also have a lot of love, so there is no reason to stop them from drinking at night since this is not an entrance exam academy.

"How is it? It's good? Are you happy? I can't believe these pretty Sisters of the Waves are coming to visit me in person. "It's okay to brag about it?"

She couldn't help but smile as she saw her little boy lifting his head in triumph.

Seeing Neri acting so unexpectedly and showing off in a way that doesn't suit her, I heard some strange things from the sisters.

"...What did your sisters say again?"

"Yes! They say that when a man is tired, he needs to be hugged in bed so he won't be tired and will feel energized the next day."

Ruler! Neri's arms spread out towards me like wings, indicating that she wanted me to hug her right away.

What on earth do the sisters of Thousand Waves want to make their youngest sister do?

"OK got it. I lost."

Actually, I've never won.

Surprisingly, I guess I'm an easy guy.

With that foolish thought in mind, I picked up Neri, held her in my arms, and threw myself onto the bed.

Then, Neri was deeply buried in the matrix filled with her feathers, and Neri laughed again, saying she liked it.

Hehe..."

"Ugh. I don't know."

Perhaps because the time in the world between the three gods moved much slower than the time in the original world, I grew up quickly in just a month or so, and in an instant, I looked like a young adult.

His body, which was originally a little larger than Neri's, was now so large that even if Neri hugged him tightly or lightly held him in his arms as if he were hugging a younger sibling, his body would remain in his arms.

"Wow... Dia, when did you get so big? "It's solid!"

Neri must have noticed the change and giggled as she rubbed her face against my chest.

"That's right. "You are too small."

"Eh? Small?"

"Small?"

At first glance, I looked like I was around 20 years old, but Neri looked like a middle school student around 145 years old.

In short, if you touch it or even have the intention of touching it, it is a crime.

It's not for nothing that I said to Ares that he was too small and didn't care.

Even so, I was disarmed by the blue eyes that were always looking at me and the innocent white face that occasionally flashed black light.

I, too, had a bad conscience to be so hard on young Sunaebo, who had come all the way here with only me in mind, and I was not the only one who felt her affection.

This close skinship was a greeting and a sign of friendship between me and Neri.

However, Neri seemed somewhat offended when she heard that I was small.

"Ugh, that's why I come here every day..."

"Huh?"

Neri looked at me with wide eyes, as if she was somehow shocked, and slowly buried her face in my chest.

Because of that, it was hard to hear exactly what was said, but one thing was certain: this young lady was upset for some reason.

"Hiiiiing!"

Neri hugs the woodpecker hanging from a tree with his arms and legs and hits its chest with his forehead.

Of course it didn't hurt, but I was just confused as to why this was happening.

"Calm down. Princess. "It doesn't hurt at all?"

"It hurts! I don't know!"

I slowly comforted Neri, who was struggling for some reason, but the sea princess sulked for a long time and wouldn't let me go.