Chapter 78 – Criminal Battle (3)
As always, people get tired of eating just one.
No matter how delicious food you keep eating, you get bitten and want to eat another food.
With cheese in your veins, you need something to wash it down, be it kimchi or pickles!
But in Olympus, there is only ambrosia and nectar.
For me, who remembers spicy and savory flavors, the feast of light, greasy, and greasy flavors inevitably becomes boring.
So, when I was living in a cave on Crete, I studied all kinds of cuisine.
Some of the results of the research were compiled to make food that our family enjoys together.
But here on Olympus, it is impossible.
-Oh, Zeus! A man who cooks! Sexy!
– Give me a bite too!
Goddesses go crazy after seeing my cooking?
Not.
The goddesses freaked out as soon as I tried to enter the kitchen.
Even if I tried to make something different, I was often kicked out of the kitchen.
– A man is not entering the kitchen!
Confucianism works too much.
Even in a medieval fantasy world, there are cases where there are men among the chefs, but Olympus set the kitchen as if it were a forbidden zone and screamed in horror.
How much?
It’s okay to openly go into the spring where you bathe naked,
Entering the kitchen in a suit is flagship and tries to kick me out.
“…Groan.”
Numerous goddesses admired me for entering the kitchen and grabbing the cooking utensils.
Through this, I realized that the life in the cave is quite different from the life of the existing titans.
Leah and my sisters had no objection to my cooking.
One reason.
– Mother, what is this?
-Everyone, I’ve boiled chicken.
-You are also the mother of life. The chicken is so undercooked that if we give it even the slightest bit of strength, it’ll come back to life and scream at the top of its lungs at dawn!
Because I cook better than Leah.
I also learned from Amalthea, and I had to teach myself how to cook to survive in Crete.
I, Zeus.
Titan, the best cook in Greece.
Compared to me, Leah was the earth goddess who made everything into charcoal and returned it to the ground.
-Have you ever tried to cook?
-…No.
How can you be worse than a former homeschooler’s survival cook?
But when she thought about it, Leah was a 100% pure goddess.
As she was born as a descendant of Uranus and Gaia, her life was at its peak, and her life her did not change even while she was married to Cronus and stayed in her cave her.
She was a woman who enjoyed the authority of the highest god in Greece except for her state life and sex life, and her diet her.
-Mother, don’t you miss the life of Orthus?
– Glamorous jewels sparkle, but rather than living in a cage, I am happier with this time with you guys with dirt on my hands.
-Keuuu… That can’t be done, Leah. I’m standing
– Go, suddenly?! Oh, no…! I said I’d get dirt on her hands on her.
Leah lived according to her life on her island of Crete.
So I didn’t know that entering the kitchen for men was a more serious taboo in modern society than entering the women’s bathhouse.
“Sheesh.”
Mouth tickles.
Also, trying to put only olives in my mouth is so boring that I can’t stand it…
“Ah!”
Eureka.
I ran straight to ‘her’ her bedroom.
“Heray!”
“…Brother?”
Hera was busy weaving.
As if to wrap herself in her white cloth, she was making her cloth.
“What’s up?”
“Help me, Heraemon.”
I made known the situation I was going through.
Hera, taken aback by my words, nodded her head heavily.
“Brother can’t go into the kitchen now. He just needs to sit quietly on the throne. Then ‘Nectar’, then the kids will have to get the nectar.”
For me, who used to live with the common sense that water is self-serving, that was too difficult.
“That’s true, but other people don’t know how to make it.”
“Ughhh. Okay. Two hours… Will it be enough? Go and eat rice cake.”
Hera stopped her clothes and headed to the kitchen.
As she said, I wandered from place to place and attacked the goddess who was pregnant with my child.
Squeak, sizzle.
2 hours later.
Hera brought ‘it’, and I almost cried over the food Hera prepared separately.
“Keuuu… This is it.”
“Really, what do you like so much about this?”
“More than liking it, it’s the taste of home. How many of these did you eat in Crete? Huh?”
Thin wheat flour dough.
Boiled and steamed minced meat and vegetables inside.
Even if I didn’t order separately, the ingredients were thoroughly selected to suit my taste.
And it’s a food that can be finished by cooking it in oil, frying, boiling, or steaming it in any way.
What to hide
Dumplings
No, is it spanacopita?
Metis called the food I mentioned spatacopita, and I was horrified to hear the ingredients inside.
Dumplings made with spinach and cheese? Ugh
How are you?
Put some meat in it, put vegetables in it, fry it in oil, and that’s it.
‘I remember when I used to eat only dumplings.’
I remember the days when I somehow found cheap dumplings per 100g, stuffed them in the freezer, thawed them, and ate them.
I remember the days when I had to boil fried dumplings in boiling water because I had to use oil to eat fried dumplings.
And, of course, it was no different on the island of Crete.
The cave life that had to live avoiding the eyes of Cronus.
“Brother, is it delicious?”
“Yes. As expected, Hera is the best.”
During the march of hardship, I found peace and rest in Hera’s cooking her.
She watched me cook and learned by my side of her, and now she has mastered better cooking skills than me.
Neptune rules the waters and sweeps away those who stand in my way,
While Hades wields necromancy so that the dead do not dare to infest the ground,
Hera cooked, cleaned, and took care of the dirty work so that I could rest at home at any time.
“Because my brother likes me, I like it too. Really.”
“…”
And.
I realized.
Why did I think of Hera, not anyone else, as a candidate for the championship, or rather, ‘Uh-heh’?
‘It’s comfortable.’
There is a different comfort than Metis.
There was a sense of comfort in Hera’s embrace her that I could come and lie down at any time, hug her, and bury my face her.
After Metis reincarnated as Athena, I lost the sanctuary where I could put my mind at ease anytime, anywhere.
If you had been in the arms of Metis before, now you have to notice and meet.
In that sense, Hera gave me rest like a cradle.
If you profess Hera as your fiance her, everyone will be jealous of you even if you openly flirt with her in front of others.
‘So what about Athena?’
My relationship with Athena will continue.
However, this does not mean that Hera will have an affair with her.
In the first place, I am a person who did not have a big concept of marriage.
At the point where she had already given birth to many children, if she were to be my wife simply because she had given birth to a child, I would be able to establish a territory with my wives all over Greece.
That was the role and duty that the titan goddesses wanted from Zeus, the supreme god of Greece.
The most excellent being as a stallion!
No matter how small your dick is, it’s fine if you can only give birth to excellent children.
There are as many as 6,000 children of Okeanos and Thetis, cousins of Metis.
Thinking about that, I impregnated a few more titan goddesses, but that doesn’t make it any less of a problem.
On the contrary, the support for me only increased after I impregnated her with a 90% batting average.
Hera doesn’t say anything about it.
No matter how much I played dick for dick, she cheered me on, supported me, and believed in me.
“Hera.”
“Yes, brother.”
“You don’t like me doing it with another woman?”
“I don’t like it.”
To my cheeky question, Hera answered very honestly.
“How can I keep my eyes open when the man I love flirts with another woman? Of course I hate it.”
Hera patted my head and smiled lightly.
“Leah’s mother, and the other sisters and younger siblings, I honestly hate it. I want to be alone, and I want to give birth to my brother’s children. But that’s not possible.”
Hera smiled bitterly and pressed my cheek with the palm of her hand her.
“What can I do when I am weak?”
“That…”
“It’s too much for me alone. That’s why I’d rather admit it. That’s… It’s to protect my pride.”
I can’t handle it alone, so I’ll admit it from the beginning and give me freedom.
Good idea.
However, ‘the wife of the supreme god of Olympus’ is not acceptable.
“Heray.”
I grabbed Hera’s hand her.
“I’ll tell you a special way to win the showdown.”
“What…?”
Hera’s eyes her twitched.
I offered her a very innovative way that I could only lose, and Hera could only win.
“Oh, brother. That’s against the rules. This isn’t…”
“What’s wrong? I said I’d do that.”
“But… I don’t know about that, but I feel so sorry for her older sisters and younger siblings.”
“I’m already done talking. I came after talking with the other younger siblings.”
“What…?”
Hera’s expression turned pale.
“Others…Recognized? Me? You’re saying I…Conceded to becoming the wife?”
“Yes. Well… It would take too long to convey all four messages, so I’ll tell you briefly. Hera, listen carefully.”
I grabbed Hera’s shoulder and said firmly.
“You are the only one who can be the greatest goddess of Olympus. Only you can be my last wife.”
“That…”
“Neptune rules the sea, Hades rules the underworld. Demeter rules the land, and Hestia rules the furnace. But no one is capable enough to rule this Olympus… Honestly.”
Even objectively, Hera is the right choice.
“Being the wife of Zeus means ruling Olympus with me. You have to be the greatest of all goddesses. Isn’t it right for you to be the greatest goddess in terms of hierarchy? You can’t rule one world like Neptune and Hades. But… Because I can control the next most important place.”
“Where?”
“My bed.”
“Put…”
He shook her head.
“Really… I’ve already received a big present, aren’t we giving another one that’s too big?”
Hera stroked her own belly as she was pregnant.
“Okay. I’ll do that. I’ll take your brother’s wife’s seat.”
“Thank you, Hera.”
“…I was really curious, but why did you choose me as your wife? In terms of lineage, rank, and other things, Demeter and Hestia could have done it too.”
“For no other reason.”
That’s why it’s not really a big deal.
“Because to me you are the prettiest than other girls.”
My type.
What reason could be as firm as that in choosing a lifelong partner?
“Can’t that be?”
“…That’s enough.”
Hera stroked my face with a blissful face.
“If you say you’re the prettiest and then play with another girl… I won’t let you go.”
“How?”
“I’ll kill you in bed.”
“…Five.”
If that’s the case, you can die.
At this time.
I should have made sure
If I had known that the range of other women she spoke of and the range of women I thought were vastly different, such tragedies would not have happened.
And.
Fidelity showdown.
Woah—evil.
Hera slapped me on the cheek.
