Danmachi: The Sign In System!

Chapter 124 - Aerith and Orsted's joy

Hestia didn't want to discuss about Apollo yet. She had already dragged Elenoir and the others to her room to update their Falna.

Since learning that Elenoir and the others were boosted by Orsted's powerful "magic item," amplifying their Falna growth fivefold.

She vowed to update their status daily, reveling in the thrill of watching their basic abilities soar. 

Even Orsted's rapid growth paled in comparison—his was singular, while over twenty members now surged together.

As a goddess, nothing beat seeing her Familia's Falna skyrocket. 

Hestia, once daunted by the constant bloodletting, was now energized. 

Orsted figured she'd spill divine blood for Elenoir and the others without blinking.

While Elenoir and the others followed Hestia, Aerith, newly arrived, stayed behind. 

Orsted, with ample materials, was crafting magic items and a Grimoire for her in the workshop. 

Aerith, with nothing to do, sat on a nearby sofa, quietly watching him work and chatting occasionally.

Their talk often drifted to Aerith's old world. Knowing she was summoned, Aerith had been vague around Hestia to avoid confusion, ensuring Orsted understood but Hestia didn't. Now, alone with Orsted, she spoke freely.

"I never thought you'd end up in a world like this after vanishing, Orsted," Aerith said, elbows on her knees, chin in hands, smiling. "And at fifteen? You're adorable."

When she met Orsted, she'd just lost her mother and was adopted by her foster mother, a time of deep grief.

Orsted's sudden presence helped her heal, becoming a vital emotional anchor, surpassing even her foster mother.

But after two years, he vanished under a mysterious force. She'd thought she'd never see him again.

Eight years later, a voice in her mind summoned her here, flooding her with knowledge of this world and Orsted's role. She sought Hestia immediately, expecting hurdles but finding none.

Hestia, Orsted's patron goddess, welcomed her warmly, engraving her Falna without hesitation.

That moment confirmed Aerith could stay with Orsted. Seeing him again, still a fifteen-year-old boy, surprised her.

Eight years had passed for her, but only five for him. Once a year older, Orsted was now younger, shifting from a brotherly figure to a younger sibling she couldn't resist teasing.

"I never expected we'd reunite," Orsted said, focused on the Grimoire, not turning. The three magic items for Aerith were already done.

The system's memories felt so real that Orsted fully embraced them as his past. His feelings for Aerith and Tifa were genuine.

Reuniting with Aerith after their separation left him dazed, then joyful, though he noted she'd aged slightly compared to his memories.

"Tell me about your life these past few years, Aerith," Orsted said, more curious about her experiences than the age gap.

"I was just about to," Aerith said, smiling. She launched into her story.

At seventeen, Aerith was pre-Final Fantasy VII plot. Her life had been calm—no Shinra encounters, no Zack, no plot involvement.

"Good to know you're safe," Orsted said, smiling.

Aerith's tragic fate in the game had pained him in his past life. 

Now, summoned before her story began, she'd live in this world by his side. 

He'd ensure no misfortune befell her. With the Hestia Familia, her future was bright, free from the sacrificial burden of saving her planet.

"Stay with me from now on, Aerith," Orsted said calmly, still working.

Aerith paused, her expression softening. 

"Yes, Orsted!" she replied warmly.

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