NOVEL WEB Chapter 115: Hermes
Chapter 115 - Hermes
"Are you Orsted?" A gentle male voice reached their ears.
Unlike before, this voice was soft but distinctly masculine.
Orsted and the others turned to see a blonde man in a feathered hat, his face kind, approaching them.
A blue-haired girl with glasses trailed behind.
"Hermes-sama," Tione called out.
"Hermes, what're you doing here?" Tiona asked bluntly, skipping formalities.
It was Hermes, the God of Messengers, a wandering deity known for his restlessness.
"Asfi wanted to buy clothes, so as her patron god, I tagged along," Hermes said with a smile.
Behind him, Asfi rolled her eyes.
'You wanted to check out Orsted and used me as an excuse, you jerk,' she thought.
Tiona and the others caught the gesture, instantly seeing through Hermes's lie.
They knew he was here for Orsted.
"Hermes," Orsted said, nodding politely but coolly.
He didn't care for Hermes.
The god was a troublemaker, stirring chaos everywhere.
In the anime, Hermes was behind the Goliath, the Ishtar Familia's kidnapping of Bell, and the Xenos incident.
Orsted wanted no part of him, keeping his courtesy distant.
Hermes sensed Orsted's resistance—the forced smile was too obvious.
His own smile faltered.
Trouble. First meeting, and he's already wary.
Why? He'd hoped to chat and build rapport, but now he felt a headache brewing.
"Hermes, come join us?" Freya called, waving from nearby.
Hermes froze.
'Crap, Freya's watching.'
This just got worse. Though reluctant, he plastered on a smile and walked over.
"Hermes, what brings you here?" Hestia asked, her tone dripping with disdain.
"When did you get back?" Loki added, smirking. She knew Hermes's knack for mischief, only slightly less than her own.
He'd been gallivanting outside Orario—why return now, and why target the Hestia Familia?
"Asfi needed clothes, so I came along," Hermes repeated, slipping into the goddesses' conversation.
"Liar," Tiona muttered.
"Why not call him God of Lies instead of Messengers?" Tione suggested.
"I'd go further," Asfi said, adjusting her glasses.
"God of Scoundrels fits better."
"Perfect!" Tiona's eyes sparkled.
"How about God of Troublemakers?" Orsted joined in, intrigued.
"Even better," Tione agreed, grinning.
"No, no," Asfi countered, shaking her head.
Their loud banter echoed through the store, audible to everyone, including Hestia.
Hermes's mouth twitched, his embarrassment palpable.
Asfi, I'm your patron god! Do you have to roast me like this? I have dignity!
"Pfft!" Hestia burst out laughing.
"Sorry, Hermes, I usually hold it in, but this is too much."
"Let me laugh for a minute. Even your own captain's dragging you."
Loki's grin stretched wide, nearly rivaling Apollo's.
"Oh, Hermes," she chuckled.
Freya, more refined, covered her mouth, giggling softly.
Hermes: "…"
As evening fell, the scene shifted.
"That's it! Bye, Freya, Hermes, flat-chested Loki!" Hestia called.
"Who're you calling flat-chested, little runt?!" Loki snapped.
"Let me at her—I'll crush that runt!"
"Calm down, Loki," Hermes said.
"Look at me, roasted by my kids all day, and I'm not mad."
"You're not the same! She's a runt!"
"They're gone, Loki," Freya noted.
"Hmph, I'll let it slide this time, but next time I'll squash that runt's assets," Loki huffed.
"Ais, Tione, Tiona, Lefiya, let's go."
Hestia and Loki departed with their Familias, leaving only Hermes and Freya.
"I'll head back, Freya," Hermes said, sensing trouble and eager to slip away.
"Wait, Hermes," Freya smiled and added.
"It's been a while. Let's find a place to catch up."
"Can I say no?"
"Of course not."
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