Early morning, Holy Grail City, Akihabara District.
A sliver of fragmented golden sunlight pierced through a gap in the curtains and into the dim bedroom, falling upon the bedside and illuminating the sleeping pretty face of a young girl that faintly carried an air of majesty amid its immaturity.
Was it morning already?
Tch...
Awakened by the disturbance, Utsumi Eri glanced at the sun rising beyond the horizon outside the window, then sulkily pulled the blanket over her head, intending to go back to sleep.
However, after tossing and turning for a while, the young goddess, now unable to sleep, only grew more irritated the longer she lay there.
At last, Utsumi Eri abruptly sat up in bed. A trace of annoyance appeared on her pretty face as she angrily jumped down, yanked open the curtains with a swish, and glared resentfully at the golden sun outside, her eyes filled with disgust.
Sure enough, she still hated that thing.
And that woman, too!
While grumbling inwardly, Utsumi Eri helplessly put on her clothes, unlocked the door, and walked out of the bedroom.
Since she could not sleep, she could only get up early.
The moment Utsumi Eri entered the living room, a rich and somewhat familiar fragrance drifted into her nose, accompanied by the crisp sound of a spatula stirring a pan.
Breakfast? Could it be...?
At once, Utsumi Eri's heart stirred. Excitement flashed in her eyes as she hurried into the kitchen and looked toward the stove.
"Hm? Why are you up so early today, Eri-chan?"
Standing before the stove was Hestia, the goddess of the hearth. Her hair was tied in twin tails, and she wore loose white loungewear, with a blue ribbon tied beneath her chest and around her arms. Hearing the movement, she looked toward the