Elicia's Grim Reaper

Thanadus, who brought back the soul of Pallas, went to report to his boss first, and then returned to his temple with the broken soul.

After giving the soul that was flashing with sea blue light a burst of divine power for restoration, the silver-haired god of death yawned, rubbed his eyes, and slumped onto the extremely large black bed in the center of the dormitory.

As for the upcoming bright-eyed goddess...it has nothing to do with him. [Humble] "Athena, did Thanadus ask you to come?" Looking at Athena, who should be regarded as his niece, Hades suddenly felt a headache and felt that he wanted to put a subordinate who was completely unconscious Drag over and spank.

"Yes, King of the Underworld, Your Majesty Hades, please help me." The bright-eyed goddess who had sold a certain silver-haired dumpling unconsciously looked firmly at the King of the Underworld sitting on it, and proposed to her requirements and conditions.

Thanadus never imagined that he would see Athena again so soon.

Thanadus, who had an incomparably sweet sleep under the "shroud" of his Nissan, stretched his waist from the Temple of the God of Death to the Temple of Hades to work, and when he stepped into the Temple of Hades, he saw something that did not belong to the underworld at all. s color.

"...Athena?" Thanadus, whose head was still a little muddy, tilted his head and stared at the bright-eyed goddess sitting aside for a while, confirming with some doubts.

"It's me, the son of the goddess of the night, the god of death who is in charge of death, Thanadus." The bright-eyed goddess who nodded in recognition came to the side of Thanadus who was still a little confused, and looked at the silver-haired god of death with a sweet smile.

"...Your Majesty Hades, are you planning to marry her?" Thanadus, who held back his words for a long time, looked at his boss.

Aojin

How did you think of going there? !

The king of the underworld, who appeared at the crossroads for the first time, reached out and rubbed his throbbing forehead.

"Isn't it..." Thanadus, who felt as if he had guessed wrong, shrank his neck, slipped to his seat and sat down.

The less you say, the less you make mistakes!

Thinking like this, the god of death buried himself in piles of documents, and did not look up like an ostrich.

After watching the audience, the bright-eyed goddess walked lightly in front of the king of the underworld, saluted perfectly and then smiled decently: "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Ah."

After getting the affirmative answer from Pluto, the goddess with bright eyes saluted again and then retreated, leaving behind the silent Pluto and the Grim Reaper pretending to be an ostrich.

"Thanadus."

After a suffocating silence, the magnetic and pleasant voice of the king of the underworld resounded in the spacious temple.

"Yes, Your Majesty Hades." Thanadus, who knew that he couldn't escape no matter what, hurriedly knelt down, trying to exchange good posture for leniency.

"You..." The king of the underworld, who originally wanted to accuse him, was speechless after one more word.

Because he suddenly realized that he seemed to have nothing to say.

Use this matter to punish him?

Not to mention the Goddess of the Night who protects the calf and the many gods of the underworld, but he himself, the king of the underworld who felt that he would not be able to do anything as long as he saw the pitiful appearance of the silver-haired god of death below fell into contemplation.

This feels weird...

After getting along with the God of Death in front of him for nearly a thousand years, he knew that his initial impression of the God of Death was wrong.

On the surface, this Grim Reaper is very cute and cute, both in appearance and behavior are very pleasing to God, but after only meeting him a few times, he ruthlessly overturned all the cognitions he had built up.

In his mind, the image of the god of death became more and more blurred, like a layer of tulle, which could be vaguely seen but not clearly seen.Because of not being able to see clearly, the desire to see clearly is getting deeper and deeper, and people unconsciously lean over.

But he couldn't get close, because that god had always kept himself at a distance from everyone, and he was clearly there, but he couldn't get close no matter what.

This kind of cognition made Hades suddenly feel a little inexplicable frustration.

I don't know how he gets along with the god of sleep...

In the mind of the king of the underworld who was meditating, another blond sleeping god who was almost identical to the god of death in front of him but gave a different feeling suddenly appeared in the mind of the king of the underworld.

In fact, Hades didn't have a deep impression of Hypnos. The most impression was that the god of sleep was very gentle.

But that incident changed Hades' view of Hypnos.

It turned out that the blond sleeping god who had always been gentle and gentle didn't care about nothing.

And what he cares about...

Unconsciously, he turned his gaze to Thanadus, who was still half kneeling below, his lake-like beautiful eyes were slightly deep.

Thanadus, who was lowering his head, suddenly felt a chill on his back, and a strange feeling of being scrutinized came to his heart, but the weirdness was quickly forgotten by him, and the most important thing now is to fight for leniency~ ~I don’t know if I will be severely punished for throwing trouble to my boss this time... No matter what kind of punishment he doesn’t like, TAT time slowly passes in the wild imagination of the two gods, and finally breaks the stalemate It is the silver-haired god of death half-kneeling below.

"...Your Majesty Hades."

The childish voice of the silver-haired god of death resounded in the silent temple.

"Huh?" The awakened king of the underworld made an inscrutable expression.

"...If, Your Majesty, if you have nothing to do, this subordinate will leave first." After froze, "Well, you can step back." Realizing that he had really stayed there for a long time, the handsome face of the king of the underworld Weihong, nodded in agreement with his subordinates to step down.

The one who got the permission jumped up immediately, left the Pluto Temple quickly, and started rubbing its neck, it was so sore...

The silver-haired god of death, who was walking towards his own temple while rubbing, suddenly paused, blinking his big silver eyes, could it be that what happened just now was punishment? (certainly not!)

The silver-haired god of death, who was identified in this way, moved his neck, which had been rubbed almost, and looked relieved.

It will be fine like this, oh...it scared me to death... (No!)

So the completely heartless one threw all the fear just now into the gap of time without any pressure, and easily went back to sleep in the Temple of the God of Death.

The king of the underworld, who watched his family leave, did not leave, and his thoughts drifted in this huge temple together with the silence that came again because of the disappearance of a certain god.

Thanatos

Death

god of death

The youngest son of one of the five creation gods, Evernight, and one of the most beloved twins, his identity is simple, yet complicated.

But so what?

These identities did not make the always indifferent king of the underworld pay too much attention. What attracted his attention was the god of death standing in front of him alive.

The silver color represents the beautiful long hair of death, the same color but flashing beautiful eyes that are completely incompatible with its priesthood, the tall and straight figure, the huge black wings that can wrap the whole body, and the surrounding body like stars and moons. Black star light, Thanadus, who showed his full form in front of Hades for the first time, gave him a very amazing feeling.

He never thought that the Grim Reaper could be so beautiful.

It's so beautiful.

It seems that there is nothing in this world that can compare with it, not even the most beautiful goddess of love and beauty, Aphrodite.

But this form only lasted for a short time, and the Reaper in the youth form soon changed back to the silver-haired Zhengtai with three heads and a bun-shaped body.

Kind of a pity.

The king of the underworld, who was thinking this way at the time, frowned, and then he saw the silver-haired god of death looking at him suspiciously.

【"fine."】

I remember what I said at the time, and the silver-haired Shinigami who heard what I said suddenly smiled, took a step back and saluted himself with perfect etiquette with a decent smile, and then walked away without hesitation.

He didn't even give himself a look.

accurate.

The king of the underworld, who was surprised that he would have such emotions, was stunned.

Because Hades was swallowed by his father god since he was a child, and was rescued after he knew he had grown up, his emotions were very rare, so rare that they almost didn't exist.

He has heard his second younger brother who deserves to be beaten say behind his back that he has facial paralysis more than once.

He doesn't care because it doesn't matter.

But that time, he clearly noticed that he had an unpleasant emotion.

why?

His Majesty Pluto, who lacks the ability to detect love, has never thought about it.

This time is probably the first time he started to seriously consider this issue...

But still no clue.

He once observed the eyes of the silver-haired Zhengtai, and then he found that there was nothing in those beautiful silver eyes.

In other words, there is nothing he can see in his eyes.

It would probably be a pleasure to see myself in those beautiful eyes.

So... just do it.

The king of the underworld who was thinking in this way decided his next course of action before he fully understood his mood.

At this moment, a certain silver-haired god of death who was planning to rest far away in the temple of the god of death suddenly shivered violently.

Feeling puzzled, the silver-haired bun rubbed his unruly long silver hair, frowned and decided not to think about it.

It doesn't matter anyway.

A certain silver-haired dumpling that had fallen into a deep sleep at this time has never regretted it. If it knew that it was an early warning, it would have been better to prepare early.

It's a pity that even God didn't regret taking the medicine ╮(╯▽╰)╭The author has something to say:

What does Master Pluto want to do... sa~ who knows ╮(╯▽╰)╭