Reactions of the Major Familias, Reinforcements

The girl nodded in acknowledgment, then bowed and took her leave, turning to receive Loki.

A moment later.

"Bang..."

With a thunderous bang, the door to Freya's room was shoved open by a red-haired, flat-chested, squinty-eyed goddess.

The door slammed heavily into the wall, letting out a dull thud.

No surprise there. The person who could barge into Freya's private chamber in this fashion was none other than Loki—and could only be Loki!

Perhaps it was true that their personalities clashed, but no matter what, they had lived together in the Heavenly Realm for hundreds of millions of years. Even if they could not stand the sight of each other, they could at least be called familiar strangers.

On top of that, Freya knew Loki had always been like this, so she did not bother taking issue with Loki's rude and unreasonable attitude.

"Do you have any leads?"

Loki could not be bothered to guess what Freya was thinking either. The moment she came in, she sat straight down on a nearby sofa and got right to the point.

Freya gently shook her head. "No leads at all. What happened in the Dungeon this time was too sudden, and there's only this one case. All I can say is that whatever's behind this definitely isn't that simple..."

Nonsense!

Did she need you to say that?

Loki rolled her eyes, then thought of Ouranos and frowned. "Do you think that old man Ouranos is behind this?"

Freya shook her head again. "I'm not sure, but it probably has nothing to do with him..."

"Why do you say that? How can you be sure he didn't do this?"

"I'm not sure. Just a feeling from somewhere unseen, I suppose!"

"...You don't know this, you don't know that. What does a love-struck