I love time travel the most!

The free and boundless real world is not like other trashy RPG games where you'll get stuck and unable to progress the story if you don't do the main quests, so he never intended to do them from the beginning.

What can we do if we can't find it?

It must be said that he learned some of the essence of Kazuma Sato's style of doing things.

and……

"That goddess is probably discussing things with some shameless, fun-loving god right now, so she might not have the time or inclination to visit the monster festival. Therefore, there's no need to worry about her."

"……Um?"

"It's nothing. What I mean is, let's enjoy the monster festival!"

Kobayashi grabbed Ryuji's wrist and weaved through the surging crowd.

the other side.

Achoo!!!

On an unmarked second-floor balcony of a tavern, where the flow of people was completely exposed, a flat-chested goddess with a red ponytail sneezed violently, nearly dropping her wine glass. Luckily, the blonde, ethereal girl behind her caught her in time, saving her clothes from damage.

She stood up and muttered to herself, "Is it just my imagination? I have this feeling that someone is talking about me behind my back."

This flat-chested goddess, dressed like a disheveled man in adventurer's attire, is none other than Loki, the most shameless and entertaining god in the labyrinth city.

Sitting opposite her was a woman wearing a dark blue robe.

A single piece of fabric simply couldn't conceal her beauty.

The best evidence is that even when she pulled her hoodie down low, everyone in the store kept their eyes on her.

Every time her slender fingers glide across the wine glass on the table, and her perfectly sculpted jawline peeks out from under her hoodie, gasps of amazement ripple through the crowd.

Many people even lost track of time while watching her.

Without making any move, she captivated everyone present; her irresistible charm made her identity obvious.

——Freya, the goddess of beauty.

"Then……"

Freya didn't seem to mind Loki's uninhibited posture with one foot on the stool. Instead, she asked her curiously, "Could you please tell me why you invited me here?"

"Yeah, I just haven't had a casual chat in a while."

"He'll lie."

Seeing Freya smirking in the shadow of her hoodie, Loki also changed his playful attitude and boldly raised the corners of his mouth in a smile.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly changed completely.

The unlucky waiter who came to order food was so frightened by the immense pressure created by the two goddesses that he couldn't move, as if he were bound by iron chains.

The swordswoman Ais, who was waiting on the sidelines, remained expressionless and did not disturb the contest between the goddesses, but simply watched quietly from the sidelines.

Loki spoke first, asking a question.

"I'll get straight to the point, what good are you up to now?"

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Loki.”

"Stop pretending to be confused, you idiot!"

"hehe."

Faced with the questioning of the top Familia God of the Labyrinth City, Freya, who is also a top Familia God, did not show any fear, but instead gave the immobilized waiter a gentle smile.

The man, captivated by the goddess's smile, widened his eyes, his face flushed, and he fled the scene at breakneck speed.

As the others dispersed, she turned her gaze back.

Loki's narrow eyes, sharp and wary like those of a raptor, snapped, "You've been too restless lately. You shamelessly claimed you weren't interested in the banquet, yet you went anyway. And judging from your tone just now, I can tell you were spying... What trick are you up to this time?"

"What tricks are you playing? Don't put it so harshly."

"Stop nagging! Whenever you do something strange, it's never anything good!"

Freya met Loki's gaze with a smile, a gaze that seemed capable of killing even snakes. Compared to the serene goddess of beauty, the volatile Loki appeared to be at a disadvantage, but knowing the opponent's past impressive record, neither would let their guard down.

The goddesses emanated a divine power invisible to the naked eye, and by the time they were discovered, the shop was already empty.

This mutual glare seemed destined to last forever, but Loki slowly grew weary and powerless. She abandoned her previous hardline stance and spoke in a definitive tone:

"Is he a man?"

"........."

"Are you interested in some clan child again and want to do something with them? Honestly, you've caused trouble, you idiot, you lewd goddess!"

"........."

The goddess did not answer, but simply smiled under her hoodie.

Loki sighed in annoyance.

Trouble is brewing; this silence is enough to confirm it.

It's always the same; she causes a huge mess and makes the entire labyrinth city dance with her. Yet, the goddess, oblivious to her own mistakes, only apologizes without any remorse, as if she never thinks she's done anything wrong and is unaware of her wrongdoing.

If it were just like that, it would be fine, but every time a mess is left, it gets pushed onto her, who is also from a top-tier family in the labyrinth city, making it impossible for her to deal with it even if she doesn't want to.

So annoying!

Ahhh, I wish I knew which child she dotes on.

...Wait, isn't there one already?

Loki pictured a handsome figure in his mind and asked tentatively, with certainty, "The child you've taken a liking to this time was discovered half a month ago, and he's just a rookie adventurer, right?"

"Ok?"

Freya was slightly taken aback.

She first saw that small, thin figure when she returned from the desert, about two weeks ago.

Guess it right!

Seeing the goddess of beauty hesitate, the god of trickery, knowing he was probably right, smiled slyly.

Perhaps because she was exposed, or perhaps because she wanted to show off, Freya took the initiative to tell Loki about the child.

"...He's not strong. Compared to your or my family, he's still not reliable at all. He gets hurt by the smallest things and bursts into tears in no time...that's the kind of child he is."

"Yeah, yeah, I understand, I understand."

Loki wholeheartedly agreed, after all, when the hero Finn reported to her before, he said that when they first met, the person clearly had great strength, but was crying and seeking comfort from his servant.

"...It seems you really do know him."

Freya raised her beautiful, delicate eyebrows. Seeing that Loki wasn't faking it, she was certain that he wasn't lying to her.

Loki, in a cheerful mood, took a big gulp of red wine and reassured her, "After all, our expedition team saved him, so it's normal for us to know each other, isn't it?"

"……really."

The child was being chased by the Minotaur on the fifth floor, and was rescued by Ais, the swordswoman from Loki's Familia, who had returned from an expedition.

It was the girl standing behind Loki at that moment who developed feelings of love and longing for him.

Just then, Freya heard Loki complaining to her: "I mean, can you please stop him from always bothering my swordswoman? He doesn't even have time to be sweet with my dear Ais anymore."

“There’s nothing I can do about that.” Freya looked at Ais with a strange gaze, a beautiful smile curving her lips as she said, “Unlike before, I don’t intend to try to control him too much.”

"……What's the meaning?"

“I will secretly give him trials so that he can grow quickly, instead of guiding him as before.”

"Oh?"

Loki let out a soft "hmm," raised her wine glass to cover her face, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

Is that why Ota was sent to hone his skills?

In her report, the brave Finn mentioned that he had briefly sensed the aura of the mighty Ota before encountering that person on the 17th floor. He later tried to verify the authenticity of the aura, but the other party remained silent without making any explicit statements, which seems to confirm the claim.

Really!

You actually let your own strongest child give guidance? Just how impatient are you, you silly, lewd goddess!

"I really discovered him by chance."

"I see."

"He just happened to come into my view."

"I see."

"It was like this back then—"

Freya recounted the scene in detail, gazing out the window as if trying to relive their encounter.

Suddenly, in the hazy morning light, at the end of the main street to the west, the thin boy walked towards us from the other end of the road.

Yes, just like back then.

"—!"

Freya stopped moving, her silver-gray gaze fixed on the thin, white-haired boy in the crowd, watching his slowly receding figure, a seductive smile slowly appearing on her face.

Turning his head to look at Loki

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

"……Aha?"

Let's make it another time.

Without giving the stunned Loki a chance to stop her, Freya got up and left the shop, tightly covering her entire body with her robe.

At the same time, Fiora Ais was also watching outside.

Noticing something amiss with his family, Loki asked, "Ais, what's wrong? What happened?"

"No, it's just..."

Following her gaze, Loki spotted a striking duo in the crowd—a handsome figure and a gorgeous maid accompanying him.

No wonder that idiot was in such a hurry to leave; he saw him.