Chapter 70: Something Came Up
Chapter 70 - Something Came Up
Loki turned to look at the street below and spotted Hestia.
She let out a surprised exclamation.
Fortunately, the bustling noise below drowned out her voice, so Hestia didn't hear her.
Otherwise, she would have surely looked up.
Though Hestia remained oblivious, Orsted, with his keen hearing, caught Loki's voice.
His eyes instinctively darted toward the sound.
Noticing the three figures, Orsted's mouth twitched.
Without hesitation, he grabbed Hestia's hand and bolted forward.
"Orsted-sama?" Lili, confused by his sudden action, hurried to keep up.
Tifa didn't follow immediately.
Instead, she glanced at Loki and the others, her gaze settling on Ais.
After meeting Ais's eyes, Tifa smiled, nodded politely, and then turned to catch up with Orsted.
"Hey, that's the guy you met, right, Ais?"
"He's quite the looker—handsomer than most male gods!" Loki, catching sight of Orsted's appearance, raised an eyebrow.
She quickly pieced together Orsted's identity and turned to Ais with a grin.
"Yes, that's Orsted," Ais replied with a slight nod.
"You know him?" Freya, seated across from them, had already looked away.
Her brow furrowed slightly at Loki and Ais's conversation.
"Hm?"
"Wait—don't tell me he's the one you're interested in?" Her eyes gleamed as Freya's frown sparked a theory.
If true, this would be entertaining.
As rivals, Loki relished the thought of Freya targeting Hestia's Familia, leaving Hestia scrambling to counter her moves.
The chaos would be delightful.
Freya didn't respond.
She gave Ais a long, probing look, then stood and left without a word.
Her abrupt departure puzzled Loki.
"What's her deal? Leaving without saying anything?" Loki muttered after Freya was gone.
The next moment, she shouted in outrage.
"That jerk invited me out and then ditched me with the bill?!"
"Ais, let's go too. Time to soak in the festiv atmosphere," Loki said, downing her coffee in a huff and standing up.
"Yes," Ais agreed.
Meanwhile, Orsted had swiftly pulled Hestia away from the area.
He wanted nothing to do with Freya and preferred to avoid her entirely.
"What's wrong, Orsted?" Hestia asked, puzzled by his urgency.
Though confused, she hadn't resisted his pull.
In fact, holding his hand made her oddly happy.
They ran for a hundred meters before Orsted finally stopped.
The moment they did, she checked on him.
"Your rival Loki was back there, staring at you," Orsted said, his mind racing for an excuse.
He couldn't admit he was avoiding Freya—not out of fear, of course.
So, Loki became the scapegoat.
In Hestia's eyes, Loki was her sworn enemy, the kind of person she'd bicker with on sight.
"Huh? Why run from Loki-sama?" Lili, who had caught up, tilted her head in confusion at Orsted's words.
"Because that woman and I can't stand each other. We argue every time we meet," Hestia said, crossing her arms with a huff.
"Oh… I get it," Lili replied.
Her eyes flicked to Hestia's chest, then to the memory of Loki's flatter figure.
She nodded, suddenly understanding their rivalry.
Tifa, a step behind, overheard the exchange.
In her mind, she compared Hestia to the red haired goddess she'd just seen.
Covering her mouth, she stifled a giggle.
They really were opposites.
"Alright, enough about that. Let's keep exploring," Orsted said, eager to move on.
"By the way, are you all going to the show?"
"Yes! I've always wanted to see it, but I never had the chance. Plus, it's no fun going alone," Hestia said excitedly.
"Let's go together!" Lili chimed in.
"Sounds good," Hestia decided, seeing Lili's enthusiasm.
Tifa had no objections.
The group headed toward the coliseum.
Halfway there, they ran into Eina and Misha.
"Orsted! Perfect timing—please help me!" Eina's eyes lit up when she saw him.
She hurried forward and grabbed his hand.
Hestia: "..."
Lili: "..."
Tifa: "..."
"Haha, sorry! Something came up!"
Misha called out awkwardly to the three before dashing off.
"What?!" Lili snapped, realizing what was happening.
Furious, she started to chase after Orsted to pull him back.
Tifa gently stopped her.
"Something's going on nearby. Miss Eina needs Orsted's help, so let's not interfere," Tifa said calmly.
She sensed several disturbances in the area.
Eina likely needed Orsted to handle one of them.
"I guess…" Hestia sighed.
Eina had looked genuinely anxious, so she didn't protest.
As a reasonable goddess, she trusted there was a good reason.
Lili calmed down, though she still pouted unhappily.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure Orsted makes it up to you later," Tifa said, taking Lili's hand and leading her toward the coliseum.
She comforted her like one would a child.
Lili pursed her lips but said nothing.
"Hestia, come on!" Tifa called.
"Coming!" Hestia replied, hurrying after them.
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