Final Swimsuits and the Land Duck

Hestia was tempted at the thought of Broly's swimsuit benefits, so she agreed.

"When are we leaving?"

Hestia asked Loki.

"The sooner, the better. We'll go tomorrow."

Loki answered decisively.

"Huh, that soon? We haven't even bought swimsuits yet."

"Don't worry. Leave everything to me. You just need to come along and enjoy a lovely beach trip."

After arranging to send a carriage to pick them up the next day, Loki ran off to drink. After all, this was the kids' table, and the drinks were all juice.

Rather than clinking juice glasses with others and shouting cheers, she would rather compete with Gareth in drinking. As for whether drinking so much before heading to the harbor tomorrow would leave her hungover—

Ha, what a joke. She was the Clown God with an astonishingly high alcohol tolerance...

"Bleurgh, my head is spinning!"

"You brought this on yourself. Who told you to insist on competing with Mr. Gareth in drinking so much yesterday?"

Inside the carriage, the elf Alicia placed a wet towel over her forehead as she spoke.

"But everyone was so happy for once. Wouldn't it have ruined the mood if I didn't drink? Besides, even though my head is spinning now, don't I get to enjoy Alicia's lap pillow? Mm, mm, this angle is amazing. Alicia, your mountains are right in front of me..."

Smack!

Before Loki could finish, the elf woman spread her knees apart, causing the back of Loki's head to fall and knock against the carriage's wooden floor with a crisp sound.

"Ah, that hurts~"

Loki curled up, clutching the back of her head.

"Is she usually like this?"

Hestia looked at the self-inflicted suffering Loki and could not help asking the Nine Demon Princess beside her.

"More or less. Loki often harasses the