You and me under the world tree

And there is no sense of incongruity.

"Hey, what's the matter? Are you still in a daze? No, I have to go out today."

"Going out..."

My head is still a little dizzy, so I have no way to understand the meaning behind these short words.

"What go out?"

"Didn't you make an appointment to go out for a picnic together before, of course you have to make preparations in advance."

picnic?

Have you agreed on this before?

My mind was still a little heavy, and I didn't know what happened.

Before he could continue to think, another voice sounded.

"Is Nana up?"

"How is it possible, she must be lying in bed."

"Hey, I'm not ashamed."

The voice was a little strange, but the two teenagers who had never seen before came into view.

"How old are you and still like to stay in bed?"

"Well, I don't know who will be unlucky in the future and marry Nanna back home."

Just singing and singing together like this is obviously talking nonsense and smearing.

However, nothing was felt.

No sadness, no anger.

It's better to say that I have some doubts.

Who are they?

Even if he looked at the two teenagers who came into the room now, he didn't have any accurate cognition in his heart.

My head is still a little fuzzy.

And their names linger in my mind.

Yes, I should know.

they are……

"Fenrir, Jormungandr!"

There was another voice in my ear, it was mother!

"You run on your sister like this?"

"It's not that you dote on her too much, mom, so that she doesn't look old or young."

He didn't seem to care about his mother's scolding at all, so he curled his lips just like that.

However, who of them is Jormungandr and who is Fenrir?

I don't know at all, and I don't have any impression.

"Then you usually seem very obedient? One or two are just like your father, not stable at all."

"Ah, can you stop scolding me together?"

Outside the door, a voice that seemed aggrieved came.

Ah, this one is very familiar.

It must be Rocky!

He heard this voice so many times that he could recognize it no matter what.

but……

"It's fake."

So sure.

She didn't feel it was real.

However, even though these have been denied, the scene in front of him still continues.

"Wash up first, breakfast is ready."

Following the sound, the girl called Nanna looked at the gentle woman again.

Her face was unclear, for even Nanna had no idea what her mother looked like.

However, the warmth in my heart couldn't go away.

Suddenly, she felt strong irritability and restlessness.

"Don't be in front of me, please."

she whispered.

However, they still continued.

"Honey, are you all right?"

When the girl looked up again, the gentle woman in front of her had already reached out and touched her forehead.

"Anything you're not happy about?"

Looking at her unclear face, the girl only felt that it was difficult for her to breathe.

"do not do that……"

"Nanna?"

"Step aside!"

She didn't know where the courage came from, she pushed the woman in front of her away, and then ran out of the so-called room.

Then, what she saw was the unpretentious living room.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but the girl always feels that this living room and the room she was in before are familiar.

It's like a hybrid of the adoptive dad's house and the guy's house that I lived in when I was a kid.

And beside the open kitchen, a dining table was full of food.

Bread and jam to serve, bacon and eggs already divided, and a few empty glasses.

And now, there is only one man at the table.

Nanna knew him well, she knew who he really was.

Rather, here, this should be the person she is most familiar with.

And this man also showed a puzzled look.

"Nanna?"

There was concern, curiosity, and doubt in that look.

"Do you want to take a shower? It's okay to wash your face, you look messy now."

He smiled gently.

There was no joke, and the smile was extremely gentle.

However, it was this look that made the girl grit her teeth.

She felt chest tightness for no reason and couldn't breathe at all.

Then, everything came to a standstill.

She could clearly see that the expression of the 'Loki' in front of her became stiff and motionless.

In the end, everything crumbles and returns to darkness.

…………

"what!"

Almost subconsciously, the girl yelled out.

She got up directly from the bed, and the next thing she saw was the sunlight shining through the window.

"here it is……"

The difference from before is that her thinking is obviously much clearer now.

After waking up, she was no longer Nanna, but Hela.

The goddess of death occupying Brunhilde's body!

"Well……"

Just when she subconsciously wanted to move her body, she felt that she bumped into something.

Immediately afterwards, a low groan came out.

When Hela followed the sound, what she saw was a touch of silver.

She seemed to be still glowing, extremely conspicuous.

The silvery white hair can even reflect the sunlight.

Dietrich.

She remembered that they slept together at night.

"It's time to wake up."

Seeing her as if she hadn't woken up, Hela couldn't help but speak.

"Ah."

She replied, but her body didn't move.

Then, she yawned.

"Get up, the sun is drying your ass."

However, before she could say anything else, a carefree voice came from outside the door.

At the same time, Hela somehow felt that these words were familiar.

"Breakfast is done, are you awake?"

Then, she saw the man.

Howard, he was standing at the door of the room.

"woke up."

Hella said.

then……

'whoosh'

A pillow flew straight out.

'boom'

Hitting the wall, Huo De was the fastest to hide.

If he had been a little slower, he might have been headshot by a pillow.

"Get out!"

After tidying up her messy hair, Hela said.

"Who let you in!"

Then, she looked at the mirror on the side.

The messy hair made her feel inexplicably angry.

"go out!"