Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 423 Gradually Adapt to This Feeling
Sure enough, this routine has been enduring.

Although Hestia did not let down her guard against Eros, she was secretly happy.

So even though she knew that she had to drive Eros out in order to defend her own little world as a homegirl, she still subconsciously ignored this option.

Who doesn't have some wonderful and beautiful little fantasies?

As the son of Kronos, a man of high rank, and the eldest sister of the King of Gods, Hestia had nothing more to ask for than status and power.

What remains is only a little pursuit in personal spiritual pursuit.

"Oh, I don't believe what you said."

Hestia was wrapped in a blanket and said she didn't believe it, but in fact, when she said that, she no longer had any intention of driving Eros away.

It's like stealing a widow's door at night. The hardest part is how to knock the door open. As long as the door can be opened, the rest will be no problem.

Scolding you, asking you to give an explanation, threatening to expose your affairs, etc., are all fake and insincere.

When she opened the door with a fluke mentality, she was actually halfway to success.

Just like now, the subtext of Hestia's words is: I don't believe you, but you can say more, let me listen.

Sometimes, this subtext is not necessarily what they are thinking at the time, but just a subconscious reaction.

Being able to skillfully apply and grasp this kind of subtext is also a compulsory course for scumbag men.

"Goddess, it's up to you whether you believe it or not. Just treat it as something I said casually. Just listen to it."

Eros leaned back on the sofa, feeling the warmth of the stove, and squinted his eyes slightly.

"Alas, after all, goddess, you won't understand. As the son of Kronos, who is of noble birth, no one will stop you from doing anything you want."

"When you don't want to interact with anyone, no one will risk offending you and bother you, but I can't do that."

Eros said with a slightly mocking voice.

"It is the support and love of these goddesses that have brought me to where I am today. How can I just run away from them?"

Every word of Eros poked at Hestia's heart, grasping what she cared about.

"So you think they're annoying?"

Hestia complained, but in her heart she affirmed Hera's evaluation of Eros.

This man is really a scumbag. After taking advantage of those goddesses, he now starts to find them annoying.

"No, no, how is that possible?"

Eros quickly clarified.

"It's just that sometimes when things get too busy, you can't help but feel a little tired, and you can't help but want to have some quiet time."

"Since I took the initiative to tease their minds, I naturally have to take responsibility. How can I just abandon them?"

After saying that, Eros smiled self-deprecatingly again.

"Being expected by so many people and having to respond to their feelings one by one is indeed tiring, but it is something I have to do."

The faint smile on Hestia's face froze in an instant.

What a Versailles statement. Saying this in front of an autistic otaku like her, is he trying to show off his popularity?
Damn it, but it doesn’t matter. Doesn’t the current situation prove that her decision to stay away from the world was the right one?
"If it were just this, it would be fine, but why can't we all just live together happily and harmoniously?"

Eros was deeply saddened and expressed his true feelings.

"When I returned to Mount Olympus the day before yesterday, Artemis got the news from somewhere and blocked me at the gate in the middle of the night."

"As a result, Selene saw them halfway, and a quarrel broke out between the two goddesses. No matter how I mediated, it couldn't be stopped." If Artemis had heard Eros' ambiguous narration at this time, she would probably be so angry that she would kick him on the spot.

She was clearly blocking the door to prevent him from meeting Apollo in private, but she spoke as if she was impatient and couldn't wait to meet Eros in private.

The truth lies only in the mouth of the narrator.

At least now, Artemis could not explain her relationship with Eros no matter what.

"This kind of thing is so tiring. Why can't everyone just live in harmony and happiness? Seeing them quarreling, I feel bad too."

Eros covered his chest, showing off his excellent acting skills.

He never felt heartbroken, and even hoped that Selene and Artemis would fight more fiercely.

If they don't fight harder, how can the scumbag take advantage of the situation?

If they unite, Eros will be in trouble.

The purpose of these words was naturally to make Hestia resonate with himself.

When they met last time, Eros already had a rough idea of ​​Hestia's general mental journey as an autistic homebody.

Therefore, this time, Eros's attacks were all centered around replicating this point, creating a feeling with Hestia that "the two are the same."

Judging from the current situation, Eros's move is quite effective.

The vigilance in Hestia's eyes was reduced a little, and she snorted twice.

"That's all your fault. You deserve it for provoking so many goddesses!"

There was an unconscious familiarity in their tone, and the atmosphere of the conversation around the fire gradually became normal.

"There's nothing I can do about it. After all, Hera has something against me, and I can't go against my own inner thoughts, right?"

Eros smiled faintly, brushed aside his own scumbag behavior of falling in love with every woman he met, and pushed the main responsibility onto Hera.

"You speak ill of Hera in front of me. Don't you know that I am Hera's sister?"

Hestia found it a little funny. You know, before Eros, Hera had already complained to her.

Eros was very calm about this.

"I'm just saying it. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. I'm not here to complain or make a fuss to you."

"Goddess, you just need to stay here. If you leave this palace, I will lose a place where I can have some peace and quiet and talk."

Eros's frankness actually increased Hestia's favor towards him.

After all, compared to Hera's obviously purposeful smear campaign, Eros' remarks sounded impartial and he didn't seem to be asking for anything.

If you just listen to it like this.
Hestia stretched out her body slightly as she curled up on the sofa, letting down her guard a little.

If that's all, then it doesn't seem impossible.

Her mentality gradually changed, and Hestia began to learn to convince herself.

Well, just think of him as someone who occasionally comes to share with you the latest interesting things on Mount Olympus.

As long as he behaves himself, there's nothing wrong with that.

Anyway, if he is alone, he won’t get into any trouble.

　I finished typing at 2:30 and got up at 5:00 to send it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)