The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

"Isn't that a giant R loli?"

"There?"

"Stupid, the one who keeps eating there..."

"Ah, I saw it. Didn't you expect she was still alive?"

"You don't know, this guy is working hard at the North District Shopping Street. He even got patted on the head by customers because of his size, haha!"

Hearing what their companion said, the four or five gods sitting on the sofa laughed happily.

Seeing her friend occupying the dining table carelessly, looking like a foodie who kept eating without caring that he was being teased by the gods, Hephaestus walked over helplessly.

"What are you doing..."

"Guah?"

The familiar, weak voice made Hestia break out of her dry state. When she saw that the person coming was her friend, she immediately put on a smile.

"Hephaestus!"

"Long time no see, Hestia. I would be happier if you were more presentable..."

Looking at Hestia, the God of Fire, who seemed to be the reincarnation of a starving ghost, it was hard for Hephaestus to imagine what this guy had gone through.

"Great, I knew I could meet you here..."

Seeing Hestia leaning over with a big face, Hephaestus twitched the corner of her mouth.

Her expression was exactly the same as when she used to live in her own clan and ask for money from her.

Sighing, Hephaestus took the initiative and spoke.

"What are you doing? But let's start with the dirty talk. If you want to borrow money, I won't even lend you a penny..."

"It's... so rude..."

"Do I look like someone who covets my best friend's wallet?"

Looking at Hestia with her arms akimbo and chest raised, Hephaestus glared at her mercilessly.

I don’t know who came to the lower realm and neither worked nor organized a family, but ate and drank freely at her place for a long time.

Even being kicked out doesn't make people worry, because they are short of money and have no place to stay. Even though she values ​​​​love and loyalty, she cannot watch her friend starve to death on the street.

In the end, what was encouraging was the fact that she recruited the first member of the family clan.

But isn't this kind of trivial thing something that even a god can do? What's there to be proud of?

"I saw you were very happy eating the free food just now..."

"..."

“Isn’t food just for people to enjoy?”

"It will all be left over anyway! Why not leave it to me to use effectively!"

Hestia's unreasonable and strong look made Hephaestus roll her eyes.

Just when she wanted to continue saying something, the crisp sound of the ground caused the two of them to divert their attention.

"The relationship between you two is still as good as ever..."

"Freya?"

After seeing that the person coming was Freya, Hestia's face shrank.

As a virgin goddess, she is really not very good at dealing with this kind of wanton, philanthropic Goddess of Love.

She has waist-length silver hair and purple eyes that contain infinite charm. There is a smile on his face that is like a breeze blowing on his face, and his fair skin makes people think of winter snowflakes at a glance.

Wearing a white dress, her chest showed a lot of spring light. Her slender and delicate limbs and slim waist immediately attracted the attention of all the male gods at the banquet.

"Good evening, did I disturb you?"

Hestia curled her lips when Freya said this.

"No need to bother me..."

"It's just that you and I don't get along a little bit..."

"Haha, I really like this about you..."

Looking at Freya, Hephaestus took a sip of the red wine in his hand.

As gods, almost everyone can have a beautiful and handsome appearance when they come to the lower world, not to mention the postures of teenagers, young people, and old people.

Among the gods, the God of Beauty, who has maximized the ability of "beauty", is the master of causing trouble.

Her beauty, which is coveted by all the gods, has already caused a lot of waves in the heavens. It is not a joke to say that beauty is a disaster.

Looking at Freya's smile, Hestia spread her hands.

Just when she was about to say something, Hestia glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw a woman in a black dress walking over and said helplessly.

"But compared to you... I have someone I hate more..."

A man with vermilion hair, vermilion eyes, and a black dress was running towards the three people gathered together.

"Hey~! Feifei! Freya! Little dwarf!"

Seeing the female god coming towards her, Hestia's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Unmentioned, this guy is an enemy!

"Loki! What are you doing here..."

"Oh! You are allowed to come, but not me?"

The happy enemies soon became involved as Loki started stirring up trouble.

Seeing the two of them fighting, Hephaestus couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

"Hephaestus..."

"Ok?"

"What's wrong? Freya..."

Hephaestus was stunned for a moment when he heard Freya calling him.

"I would like to ask if there is a new cute child at your place recently..."

"That's right..."

"He is a young boy with forging experience..."

"He also said that before I go back, he will forge a piece of work that will impress me."

"That's an interesting kid..."

Hearing what Freya said, Hephaestus also thought of the young man who had just joined the Familia and couldn't help but smile.

Then, the two began to talk about other things, from the development of the Familia to the recent orders from the Familia, as well as whose family had an accident recently, etc.

"Speak of forging!"

"Hephaestus!"

Looking at Hestia who suddenly knelt down to worship her, the red-haired goddess was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? Where's Loki, who had a lively fight with you just now?"

"Hmph! That loser with the barren chest has already run away!"

"Don't talk about this!"

"I actually have something important that I want you to help me with!"

After slowly scanning the area for a week, it was discovered that Loki, who had just been fighting with her, had already left, and the other gods present also made Hestia's action make them the focus of the banquet.

Hestia's slumping action made Hephaestus twitch her mouth. Even Freya on the side was covering her mouth and laughing.

"What are you doing again..."

"I wish you could forge a weapon for Bell!"

Hephaestus thought for a moment after hearing Bell.

"Bell..."

"That kid with white hair and red eyes..."

"I'm not boasting, but do you know how much the customized equipment sold by our family members costs..."

"If you want customized equipment, save enough money and come back to me..."

After saying that, Hephaestus stretched out her long legs and prepared to go shopping elsewhere.

Hestia felt a little tormented when she heard what her friend said, but she still ran to her path and continued to kneel down and beg.