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"I'M SO STUFFED!"
Yui Hirasawa said as she walked out of the hotel restaurant, patting her stomach. After they settled in, she tried every non-spicy dish on the table and ate until her belly was perfectly round.
"Sis, is it really okay to eat that much?"
While Yui happily ate as much as she wanted, Ui Hirasawa walked beside her looking a little worried. She wondered how her sister could eat so much right after arriving in a new world. Was it really safe?
"It's totally fine, Ui."
"We can just take so digestion pills when we get back."
Yui gave a confident thumbs-up, showing she had everything under control. If she ate too much, she could just take so dicine at ho. They had brought plenty of dical supplies with them.
"I hope so," Ui replied anxiously.
This was the Hestia Familia's first real get-together in this world, and Ui liked how everyone got along. Seeing everyone being so friendly made her relax. She had worried her sister might cause a scene and spoil the mood.
But just as they reached the hotel entrance, they ran into the man who had greeted August earlier.
"Mr. August." The man approached, bringing along what appeared to be his family. An adult woman and two children walked right beside him.
"Thank you so much for saving him." The woman, fully aware this was the man who cured her husband, bowed intensely with overwhelming emotion, pulling her children down to bow with her. She knew August hadn't charged them a single di for the treatnt.
"Thank you, sir," the two children chid in, looking a bit nervous and unsure of what to do. But their mother had told them this was the doctor who healed their father. Even at their age, they knew they had to be grateful.
"Thank you," the woman said again, full of gratitude. She wasn't naive like her kids. Her husband's legs had been severed, an injury that should have been permanent—yet a miracle had happened right in front of her. She knew better than anyone how lucky they were that August had helped her husband.
"I just hope your family lives a happy life," August replied with a warm smile.
"Thank you." The man started to say more, but suddenly the mood changed. A line of black cars pulled up right in front of the hotel entrance.
"What's going on?" Yui, Ui, and Liliruca Arde all tried to get a better look. Things were starting to feel strange, almost like the beginning of a story. Everyone stared at the cars.
"They are here for you," August noted, observing the distinct lineup of cars. He knew they weren't here for him. They were here for Hestia.
Hearing August's callous remark, the Goddess shot him a fierce glare. Still, Hestia turned to face the newcors.
"You, go deal with them." Hestia knew these people never learned. It hadn't been long since they were kicked out, and now they were back again. She couldn't even enjoy a al without them showing up like sharks after blood.
Hearing Hestia's command, the grateful man standing in front of them imdiately lit up. "Not a problem."
He understood better than anyone what it ant to be grateful. He would do anything for August and his group. After all, his legs had been healed, giving him a second chance at life. Helping August now felt like a dream co true. He grinned from ear to ear.
"Honey, watch the kids." The man tore off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. The exact mont the leaders of the convoy stepped out of their cars, the veteran charged right at them and threw a punch.
The cars had just arrived and opened their doors for the VIPs. But before anyone could step out, a man rushed over and started throwing punches. Suddenly, everything turned to chaos.
The man's wife didn't really understand why her husband listened to this cute, beautiful, and strangely divine-looking girl. But she saw he didn't hesitate to start fighting. Since the girl was with the doctor who saved them, the wife figured she must be important. She didn't need to ask any more questions.
"Kick their asses, honey!" Instead of holding him back, the wife stood on the sidelines and cheered him on.
The two kids beside her were stunned. Seeing their dad suddenly get into a fight scared them so much they almost cried, but hearing their mom cheer him on left them confused. Still, they got over it quickly.
"Go, Dad, go!" The kids weren't stupid. If Mom supported the fight and they didn't join in, they would definitely be grounded later. The whole mood changed in a flash.
August and Liliruca Arde were used to surviving in the harsh Dungeon, but Yui, who grew up in peaceful tis, could only stare at the fight in shock.
"That's so violent…" Yui thought the scene in front of her was way too brutal. "Lady Hestia, is this really okay?"
It was her first ti seeing a real fistfight up close. Was this really going to be alright?
Beside her, Liliruca Arde could easily tell the man was at a slight disadvantage. After all, he was fighting multiple people at once.
"Looks like he is going to lose," Lili comnted.
But the mont those words left her mouth—
Several unmarked vans rapidly sward the area. Groups of n wearing green military uniforms and wielding batons piled out of the vehicles, instantly surrounding the entire brawl. The chaotic scene split into two opposing sides.
The veteran who had been throwing punches abruptly stopped when he saw the n from the vans. He knew his backup had arrived.
"We are from the E.U Consulate!"
"We are from the Greek Consulate!"
Several n in tailored suits shouted, clutching their bruised faces. They were all speaking fluent English.
Clearly, they never expected to get jumped by a random civilian the second they stepped out of their cars. It was completely humiliating. Yet the veteran, now covered in blood, didn't flinch for a second. He just glared viciously at the diplomats.
The bodyguards nearby were just there for a paycheck. They could tell from the man's fighting style that he used professional military CQC, so he was obviously a retired soldier. Now that real military personnel had shown up, the bodyguards had no intention of getting involved. They let their bosses take the heat.
A commanding officer stepped out from the military group. He gestured for his subordinates to step in and pull the bloodied veteran back.
"You consulate guys beat up one of my n, and you still have the nerve to yell?" he barked. "I've been too lenient with you. We've warned you countless tis not to disturb these people unless necessary. Yet you still dare to start trouble."
The commanding officer from the vans had strict orders. Technically, they weren't there to act as personal bodyguards for August and Hestia. Their job was to keep order and prevent any damage. Sotis, if the diplomats hung around without causing trouble, the military ignored them.
Even if they waited near August's apartnt, as long as August didn't ask them to leave, the soldiers wouldn't step in. But this ti, they had crossed the line and attacked one of their own veterans. That was a clear insult.
"Save your excuses for the interrogation room," the officer ordered. He knew they had to clear the scene. They would properly deal with these diplomats once they were back at base.
The people from the different consulates decided to stay quiet. They had thought that by coming together from several countries, the local military wouldn't stop them.
They wanted to et the famous Goddess of the Hearth, Hestia, one of the Twelve Olympians from Greek mythology. If they got lucky and sohow convinced the Goddess to visit their countries, it would be the ultimate jackpot.
But reality hit them hard.
They were jumped by a wild civilian as soon as they parked, and now the military was hauling them away. It was a huge loss, but a smart person knows when to give up. The soldiers had guns, so the diplomats didn't dare act tough. They followed orders without protest.
Gasping heavily for air, the bloodied veteran was escorted back to the group.
"Good work," Hestia said, looking at the man. She raised her right hand and snapped her fingers. A wave of gentle, warm energy drifted into his body, and he imdiately felt his wounds closing up and healing perfectly.
"Serving you is the least I can do," he replied. Compared to August's clinical healing thods, Hestia's magic was gentle and instantaneous. The man expressed his gratitude.
His wife watched in shock as he healed so quickly. Just monts before, his face was covered in blood, and it hurt her to see him like that. But seeing him recover instantly made her understand. No wonder his legs had grown back. These people were anything but ordinary. They were lucky to have t them.
"Sir, how would you like us to proceed?" the commanding officer asked, addressing August with utmost respect. He deeply admired what August had done—no soldier in their right mind would ever offend a healer capable of restoring severed limbs.
More importantly, August provided the treatnt free of charge.
A man with that kind of generosity commanded absolute respect.
"Handle it by your own protocol," August replied, having no intention of interfering. Since these people ca looking for Hestia, they should be dealt with in accordance with this country's laws.
"Understood." The officer saluted. But shortly after, a coded transmission buzzed through his radio. He glanced at the veteran and his family. "You all need to co with us as well."
The man nodded in understanding. The family quickly climbed into one of the vans and departed with the soldiers. The chaotic scene flared up quickly, but it vanished just as fast.
The whole scene left Yui and Ui, who watched from the sidelines, completely stunned. They had never seen anything like this before.
Foreign diplomats, military action—it all felt too surreal to be real.
"Is this really going to be okay?" Yui asked, still concerned. How did a simple dinner turn into this?
Seeing that the two sisters were overwheld, August decided to explain things in a way they could understand.
"Actually, you can just think of Hestia as a famous pop idol."
"Those first guys who pulled up? Think of them as obsessed stalker fans trying to rush the stage for a handshake."
"That man who started fighting was basically a bodyguard."
"And the military guys who showed up later? Just think of them as event security keeping the crowd under control." August explained everything using simple, modern examples.
"Ohhhhh!" Once they heard it explained that way, Yui and Ui understood right away.
Words like 'diplomats' and 'military' sounded scary, but thinking of it as a celebrity scandal made sense to them. They had read about things like this in gossip magazines, but never thought they'd see it happen in real life.
"Lady Hestia is actually a celebrity!"
"That's so amazing!"
Yui and Ui stared in amazent. This was the first ti they had ever seen a real-life celebrity stalker incident.
"Honestly, if Hestia ever visited your world, it would probably look just like this," August said. He didn't need to explain further. Crowds of fans would definitely follow her. As one of the main Gods of Greek mythology, Hestia could easily attract huge groups of believers. Even people who weren't true fanatics would be drawn in by her status as an Olympian God.
Thinking about sothing like this happening in their own world made Yui and Ui shiver. If people here were already going crazy over Hestia, their world would probably be the sa.
"Hehehe! See that? THAT'S THE POWER OF MY FA!!" Hestia planted her hands on her hips and proudly tilted her head back. That's right—this was the true prestige of the Goddess Hestia. Just a fraction of her na was enough to captivate the world.
Clap, clap, clap.
Yui and Ui eagerly clapped their hands, perfectly playing into Hestia's ego.
"As expected of Lady Hestia!"
"Lady Hestia is the absolute best!"
The two sisters relentlessly piled on the praise.
Liliruca Arde ran her hand through her hair, thinking hard. "But why do they keep coming after you?"
She really didn't get it. Why were they so obsessed with finding Hestia? This world only had myths and legends, not real Gods, but that didn't explain why they were so fixated. Didn't these countries have their own Gods?
"Oh, yeah. Why is that?"
Yui was just as confused. She wasn't dumb—she could tell August and Hestia had been through this many tis before. Even after being turned away and taught a lesson again and again, these people kept coming back.
"To get more military power," Hestia said with a scoff. "It's just like in the old Greek myths. Every nation picks a God to follow, then they fight wars in the na of their beliefs."
They had talked about this before, but seeing it happen made it obvious. These countries would do anything to get more power and advantages for themselves.
"War, huh…" Yui and Ui muttered. They never considered that these people were driven by sothing so dark.
"That's why I much prefer living quietly with all of you," Hestia said. She had no interest in starting a new age of myths. All she wanted was to live with her Familia. That feeling of belonging was the best thing in the world. As a Goddess, she had no desire to get involved in human wars.
"If they want a fight, they should go after soone like Ares, a God who loves war. That guy lives for the old days of huge battles." Hestia really thought these countries were asking the wrong person. She was the Goddess of the Hearth, ant to protect hos and families.
If they wanted power and war, they should look for Gods like Ares, not her.
"As a Familia, we don't need to get mixed up in any of that," Hestia said. "Our only job is to live well." She wasn't just saying it—she truly ant it.
"Got it." August, Liliruca Arde, Yui, and Ui all completely agreed with Hestia's logic. There was no reason to get tangled up in that political nightmare.
Seeing that it was still early, August realized Yui and Ui had plenty of free ti during their vacation. Based on their world's tiline, their school entrance exams wouldn't wrap up until at least late February.
"Do you guys want to go sowhere else? Since we're already out, we might as well hit up a few more spots to have so fun," August suggested, officially inviting the group out for the night.
The first person to jump at the offer was Yui.
"Yeah! Let's go!"
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