Zeus Ex Machina 81

Chapter 81 – Rape Horse Zeus (1)

After Hera’s declaration of cronyism.

A whopping year has passed.

It’s strange to say that a year has passed all of a sudden, but in this one year, I really had a hellish time.

Parenting, parenting, parenting

I’m a bastard, a stupid bastard.

While raising Horai and Moira, I realized that Metis and Themis played a really big role, and I realized once again that the role of a father is really difficult.

My daughters

So many daughters were born.

After Athena, Astraea, Hephaestus, Persephone, Charitex triplets, Corubantes, Clio and Musai twins, Helen, Hersa, Perphoes…

I had so many daughters that I couldn’t remember the names of each of them, if anyone would introduce me to them.

And I struggled to fulfill my role as the father of these numerous daughters.

Ururu, peekaboo.
Flying Zeus!
Woojjujju, Ebebe…

I took turns in each room.
The goddesses were sorry for me leaving my face even for a moment, but they were very grateful.

That’s how I had to endure the hell of parenting for countless daughters.
Fortunately, my infancy period ended in a few months, and now I have grown up and become fluent children, but my hardships are still not over.

“I’m sorry, brother.”

Hera patted my back.
I suddenly hated her, but she could n’t say anything because it was my fault her.

“I need to develop a device for contraception. Spread a thin layer of cowhide, cover it over the cock, and then wrap it around it. Then won’t you get pregnant?”

Hera had a gift for her conception of her.
After giving birth to her first daughter, Hephaestus, she also became pregnant immediately.

Because?

After her birth her, she had sex for pleasure and then got pregnant again.
Now, about two months have passed since Hera gave birth to her second child her.

“Ueeng.”

“Yes, yes. Ares, nice…”

This little child crying with a piggyback on my back is Ares, the ‘female’ god of future war.
What a surprise, Ares.
Wouldn’t it be surprising if Hephaestus was also born as a woman… What? Are you surprised that Hephaestus is a woman?

‘This can be happen.’

Whether it was the repercussions of having sex with too many women, or the karma of throwing the Uranus kick at Cronus, my wives were strangely only daughters.

Ares is also a woman.
And the life conceived in Hera’s belly is probably also a woman.

Yes.

After Ares is fertilized by having sex to commemorate the proposal after giving birth to Hephaestus.
After giving birth to Ares and having sex on her birth anniversary her, they had another child.
They say that the child will be named ‘Eileithia’ or something.

“Brother, aren’t you tired? You’ve been dealing with monsters today.”

“It’s okay. Okay, Ares. Shall I show you that Daddy came after defeating the monsters?”

“Wow!”

Ares was delighted with her eyes shining.
As a future god of war, Ares was very interested in how I fought.

Jijik.

I spurted electricity from the gold bracelet on my wrist.
The golden electric current emanating from the remote Astrafe spread out like a wide mirror, and within it, figures made of electric current were fighting fiercely.

“See it over there? Aunt Hades. Dad and Aunt Hades are dealing with monsters from the underworld.”

I do not rule only the earth.
I entrusted the control of the sea and the underworld to Neptune and Hades, respectively, and I would go and raid together if there was a monster that the two of them could not handle.

“Ares, you can do it too. Later.”

“You can’t blow it in already.”

“But fate is accurate, right? Moirai did it. Ares will be the next god of war next to Athena.”

“Grumble…”

Hera stroked Ares with a complicated face.
I guessed what she was thinking from the fact that she held Ares up and covered her ears while pretending to pet her.

“Sorry.”

“No, oppa. It’s true. Maybe… I might have to practice accepting my fate from a young age.”

Ares.
Athena’s greatest talent.

As long as the adjective “Second only to Athena” Is attached, it is inevitable to hear that he is the second most powerful person in the field of war.

Considering the power that Athena has, in fact, Athena’s authority is considerable as she settles in the next order following me, Neptune, Hades, and Hera, but not being able to surpass such Athena is also related to Hera’s pride her.

Athena, daughter of Metis, is on her way to victory, but her self and her daughters are inferior to Athena?

A sense of entitlement for my children.

This is an area where I can’t carelessly do anything.
I try to give love as fair as possible to everyone, but her mother her, the goddesses, naturally has no choice but to love the child she gave birth to.

And they are competing, not a competition that I am grateful for but nervous about…

“I hope Athena does n’t pay so much attention to being too proud. He will too… Later, when Ares grows up, she will be able to enter the Olympus Twelve that her brother will make her, right?”

“Right.”

12 gods of Olympus.
I will make a trust meeting in compliance with the nuclear power plant.
Of course, the original members included me and Athena in addition to Leah’s six siblings.
The problem is that we need to add five more gods here, but there are no suitable people.
Hephaestus and Ares, the two, if at least added.

“Hephaestus, what are you doing?”

“What? Um… He’s just playing with dirt.”

“…You can’t believe you stole the child’s tools again, right?”

“…”

Hera was silent.

“Hera.”

I called her softly.
But Hera nursed Ares, and she said nothing.

“Hera. Look at me for a second.”

“…You’re trying to say something again.”

Hera glared at me.
It was disrespectful to think that it was her eyes that dared to look at her husband her, who was the sky itself, but she had her own reasons her.

“I really hate Hephaestus playing with tools.”

Hephaestus is the god of blacksmiths.
Of course, he has a talent for blacksmith work, and his dexterity his is excellent.

However, Hephaestus was playing with his hammer when he was young and severely injured his leg his, leaving him with a limp.
He didn’t have to amputate his legs, but Hephaestus suffered from the aftereffects to the extent that anyone could see that his legs were uncomfortable when he walked.

Hera then rebuked Hephaestus for playing with dangerous tools, and he also rebuked himself.
And, if possible, Hephaestus made dangerous objects as far away as possible.

And here, a difference arose between me and Hera’s parenting her.

“You can get help from Cyclops. Trust them.”

“I don’t like it. Cyclops became yard workers in order to survive. Hephaestus… I don’t want to do that. He has to spend his whole life basking in fire and hammering iron.”

Hera didn’t want Hephaestus to do what he called “Men’s work.”

Since the Cyclops sisters were scorched by the hellfire and watched how their hands hardened, Hephaestus, the daughter, did not want to be like that.

Then what about me?

“…No, well, is there a law against women working as blacksmiths?”

“I can do it. I hate that it’s my daughter. She resembles my brother and me, so the prettier children than anyone else… I don’t like that they keep getting involved in war.”

No parent wants their child to be sick.
Hera had a particularly strong tendency, and I couldn’t bear to break it either.

“…Let’s think about it a bit more. Hephaestus will understand if we talk carefully.”

“Yes. Oppa, tell me a story. My story… Has not been heard at all these days.”

Alas, Hephaestus has reached puberty.
It was unfortunate that it looked like a fight between a child secretly using her smartphone at night and her mother her trying to stop it.

I wonder what it would be like to do that, but the thought that I shouldn’t think about Hephaestus being hurt like that coexisted.

Indeed, parenting is difficult.

Smart.

A knock was heard outside.
In the process of proposing to Hera, knocking had become a habit, and I went out first and opened the door.

“Excuse me, Zeus.”

“Themis…?”

“Hera-sama was there too.”

“Ah… Mr. Themis. I’m sorry. I was breastfeeding Ares…”

“It’s okay. Don’t mind it.”

Themis thoroughly treated Hera as a higher being than herself.
As she befits a woman who adheres to her principles her, she treats Hera as her master her this time, just as she thoroughly treated Metis in her past her as her own comfort her.
Whether Hera is uncomfortable or not.

“I have an urgent matter to discuss with Zeus.”

“To me?”

“Yes.”

Late night.

Themis rushed to find me.

“A human woman came to the temple.”

“…A human?”

Shock.

* * *

I came to the temple of Olympus to a human woman.

This can’t be a big shock.

Wait here

The human we are talking about here is different from the human being.

If God created human beings, in which not even the slightest bit of malice can be found, then the innocent masses made of pure goodness itself are the human beings of this era.

But why did humans go to Olympus? How?

“Great Zeus, and many gods of Olympus. Forgive me for daring to set foot on this land. I would like to pay for this disrespect with the life of two years, but would you dare to listen to my injustice before that?”

“What is your name?”

“My name is Callisto.”

After I calmed down the goddesses who were about to step out, I listened to her words.

“Yes. Tell me. What is your grievance?”

“I was… Raped by one of the titan gods.”

Rape.

At those words, the goddesses let out a silent voice.
We looked at each other and couldn’t speak.

‘Athena.’

‘It seems to be in conflict between judgment as a god and judgment as a woman. I don’t know that humans get raped, but women get raped anyway.’

Athena immediately lent me her wisdom of her.

“Do you know who has violated you?”

“He… Called himself the son of the great Oceanus and Thetis…”

“Potamoi-kun. Write.”

He becomes a brother to Metis.
Excluding some of the poles trapped in Tartarus in Titanomachy, there are well over 2,000 Titans.

Thanks to that, I was able to immediately grasp Callisto’s situation.

“Hera, what do you think?”

“You have to catch it. If nothing else, rape is unforgivable.”

“Yes? But in what way? The river nymphs would be silent, and the river gods would not accuse their brothers.”

Is there any way

Okay.

There is a way.

“I said Callisto. You should let others know.”

I posted a good way to bring out the culprit.

“Go and tell me. The culprit who raped you is…”

Called Zeus.