Wearing Pandora is swollen and broken [Greek mythology]

In the early morning of the second day, when the first ray of light scattered into the bedroom, the girl woke up from her lover's arms.She rubbed her eyelashes, used her "little" strength to pull away the arms tightly around her waist, and then sat up from the new bed.

Feeling that his arms were empty, Epimixiu also opened his eyes.He said in a daze, "Duoduo, why do you have to get up so early?"

Pan Duoduo looked down at his waking appearance, he was so cute and sexy, so she bent down and kissed the corner of his lips according to her will, "Hephaestus is leaving this morning, we have to to say goodbye."

Miko was kissed by the girl's good morning so that the corners of his lips curled up, "Well then...he is a good god different from Zeus, we really need to treat him friendly."

Pan Duoduo smiled when she heard that, compared to most gods, that person is indeed honest and kind... She can sensitively detect the change in that person's mood... Maybe it's because she can't face her heart directly If there is a contradiction, he will want to leave in a hurry...

Hephaestus did have a heart that could be called kind.It is absolutely impossible for anyone else in Olympus to have unnecessary sympathy and entanglement when facing a chess piece.

So, it's fine to leave... Although it's a pity that I didn't get the method of metal smelting, but I have a direction in my heart, and I can't help but explore it slowly.

Pan Duoduo did not forget the purpose of Hephaestus coming here - either to test them on behalf of Olympus, or to find the person who ignited the flame by the stream... No matter which one is, for her There are hidden dangers.So thinking about it positively, Lord Vulcan's departure also means that she is safe for the time being...

She breathed a long sigh of relief, put on the skirt that Prometheus had ripped through as before, and went to wash in the newly built bathroom next to the bedroom.Looking at those bathroom designs that were exactly the same as those in her previous world, she felt a little moved from the bottom of her heart...

That one is indeed a good god.

When Pan Duoduo and Epimetheus went downstairs together, Hephaestus was already sitting at the table in the living room, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting there.

In fact, the sky is still very dim, Pan Duoduo thought, maybe this person is not willing to stay any longer, so he is in such a hurry.

Hephaestus really didn't want to stay any longer, he was afraid that if he stayed next to the girl he created, his compassion would intensify...

This is wrong, because he must obey Zeus, obey his orders...

...Even if she is so special, even let him truly feel her existence as an independent life, and let him have a feeling of appreciation...all these should be insignificant in the face of the god king's will and destiny arrangement .

Gotta get back on track.

"Good morning, Dad." The girl's soft and clear voice was as sweet as honey.

The rugged male god paused slightly, and nodded towards the girl.

"Did you sleep well last night? What do you want to eat this morning? Let's prepare now..." The girl chattered naturally, without mentioning the upcoming farewell at all.

"No need." The girl was interrupted by a hoarse voice than usual, "I'm leaving now. Waiting here, I just have something for you."

The little girl's eyes turned red immediately, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

There were not too many lights in the house, and the light was dim, but it didn't affect the red-haired Vulcan seeing the suffocated tears in the little girl's eyes.He vaguely remembered the situation when she was just created... He obviously didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he clearly realized that she seemed to be a crying child from the beginning.

Sure enough, she used too many soft and sticky materials when shaping her...

The short and stout red-haired male god sighed secretly, he stretched out his rough index finger, and a small group of red light slowly condensed on the fingertips.The small light spots are like the essence born in the flames, and the intense red like pigeon blood and the gentle orange shine, making it so gorgeous that people can't take their eyes off it.

No one is more familiar with the ball of light than Pan Duoduo, because she once got eleven on Mount Olympus - got six passively, and actively cheated five.

The one in front of me is No.12.

"You are a child who is very talented in creation. I think, with this, your ideas may be better realized..." The bottom of Vulcan's maroon pupils was reflected by the light, showing a pure red, he Gently stretching out his hand, he tapped the small ball of light between the girl's eyebrows.

In the end, he scratched his head a little uncomfortably and said, "This can be regarded as making up for the gift that was not given at the beginning."

He only has two advantages, forging and controlling flames... No matter which one it is, it is actually not suitable as a gift for human girls.

But when he saw with his own eyes the little girl's love and admiration for his forging skills, and experienced her talented whimsy... He suddenly felt that she was worthy of a gift.

If the child hadn't been born with that fate, he would probably have admired her.Even if she is weak, with such enthusiasm and talent, he will regard her as his disciple...

It's a pity that there is no if...

Since her wish is to learn forging from herself... so giving her a little forging ability can be regarded as fulfilling this wish to a certain extent, right?

He hopes that this still can have a better time in the limited time.

After a while, the little girl seemed to come back to her senses.She lowered her light golden eyelashes, as if she couldn't hold back the tears she had held back for a long time, a crystal tear line slipped from the corner of her eyes.

"Actually, you created me, allowing me to come into this world is the best gift."

Her voice was soft, but Hephaestus could hear it clearly.

"Compared to such a gift, I still think that the time spent with you is more precious... I know you are very busy and won't stay here for a long time, and I don't want to make trouble for you..." The girl The more she spoke, the more choked her voice became, she finally said, "...before we part, can I hug you?"

"……certainly."

Wiping her tears, the little girl leaned over and stretched out her slender arms around the burly waist of her creator.

Hephaestus had not had such an emotionally charged experience in a long time.From the ups and downs after birth, to later burying his head in exchange for everything he owned with his own hands... Most of the time he walked alone in silence, without much emotional cognition.

Family affection, love... He has longed for many things, and it seems that he has got it, but he doesn't have the real feeling of getting it.

When the little girl fell into his arms, he was overwhelmed, awkward and even uncomfortable with that very strange emotion—however, these kinds of uneasiness were quickly suppressed by another novel feeling in his heart.

soft.

Hephaestus hesitated for a while, and finally raised his generous palm, and gently placed it on the top of the girl's hair in his arms.Maybe one day when he really has his own child, his heart will become so soft, right?

"When I was making you, I really put too many soft materials." Hephaestus whispered his inner feelings.

The little girl raised her head from his arms, her eye-stained eyes were slightly dissatisfied, "Does Dad despise me?"

"No." The corners of Vulcan's lips under his beard finally twitched, "You are a good boy." He paused, and repeated, "You are a very good boy."

The girl finally showed a smile because of such a compliment.

The parting embrace was short-lived. With the girl's reluctance, they sent Vulcan to the door of their new home.

Hephaestus, the male god with a rough appearance, once again incarnated as a nagging family member, exhorting Epimetheus in every detail, asking him to take good care of his "daughter", and never forgive him if there is any omission.

The vicious entrustment made Shenzi nodded and agreed in a daze.

"Spend every day with her well." Vulcan's maroon eyes showed solemnity, "Let her smile happily every day."

… They are a team that God envies and regrets. I only hope that in all the visible time, they can truly enjoy happiness and joy.

When saying goodbye to the girl at the end, Hephaestus whispered in her ear, "Papa has prepared another little gift for you, and it's in the house. Don't wear this tattered skirt again."

A gleam flashed across the girl's eyes.

She watched the slightly limping figure go away, and suddenly felt some real discomfort in her heart.Some of the real and fake acting made her unclear whether such emotions were caused by her own emotional substitution, or because of the real reaction of the organ in her chest.

Strange gods, strange emotions, strange touches.

She turned around suddenly and walked into the beautiful new house, and found a row of extra cabinets without any effort.Holding her breath slightly, she stretched out her hand to open the cabinet door, and saw all kinds of colorful dresses neatly arranged, making it dizzying for the eyes.

Pan Duoduo didn't have the time to appreciate the exquisitely crafted clothes, she quickly grabbed a rose-colored skirt and ran back to the bedroom...

The carriage of the Goddess of Dawn came from the east, and Hephaestus left with mixed feelings. Before he had gone far, he heard a vague cry from far behind.

"Dad! I really like the dress you gave me, thank you!"

He looked back and saw a blond girl standing on the terrace on the top floor of a white house in the rosy morning light, leaning over and waving at him.

With the eyesight of God, Hephaestus can naturally see everything very clearly.The pink dress on the girl was impressively made by him last night. In the pale golden light, it really looked like a rose flower growing upwards, blooming softly and stubbornly with its own brilliance.

There was a fine line at the corner of his eyes, and he suddenly felt that raising a daughter seemed really a good thing.

It's a pity that the complicated heart couldn't let him get pure joy, he suppressed the faint bitter taste from the base of his tongue, stretched out his muscular arm and waved at the figure.

"You will be happy."

In a daze, Hephaestus felt that he might be hallucinating.

The brisk voice was like an unfathomable wind, gently passing by his ears, and when he wanted to really catch it, he found that everything seemed to be his own illusion.He raised his head, took one last look at that special girl, and turned around to let his figure disappear into the gentle morning light of dawn.

When Pan Duoduo saw Hephaestus leave, her shoulders relaxed slightly.

The morning breeze rolled up her flowing sleeves, and a slight chill brushed over the skin under the tulle.

The next moment, her back fell into a warm embrace.

"I need to wear more in the morning." Shenzi's tall body enveloped the girl, and there was a slight disapproval in his tone.

This morning, he felt like he had eaten too many lemons.God knows that the more he looked at Hephaestus, the more he disliked it, especially when Dodo hugged him, it almost made him unbearable.

Sensing her lover's petty temper, Pan Duoduo turned her head to look at him, reached out and stroked his cheek lightly, "Are you jealous?"

Miko, who has long understood what it means to be jealous, nodded unabashedly.

"Don't be jealous." Pan Duoduo pinched his cheek with some amusement, "I always need to cover up my truth in front of Olympus, you know."

Epimetheus nodded obediently. These girls had all told him openly... She said it was acting.

"Is Dodo also acting today?" Shenzi asked ignorantly.

Pan Duoduo nodded, then shook his head hesitantly for a while, "...I don't know, Hephaestus is against us...but he is so kind to us...I couldn't tell the difference in the end It's..."

"Maybe you really recognize him as a 'father'?"

Seeing the confusion in the girl's eyes, Miko hugged her a little tighter.

"Follow your heart, as long as you are happy."