Fierce Man clumsily lowered his head and affectionately nuzzled Haimo's palm.
"All right, everyone else is upstairs now."
"Let's go upstairs and have a look too."
With that said,
Haimo did not give it much more thought.
He turned and headed toward the stairs leading to the second floor.
Seeing this, Fierce Man and Little Bear immediately trotted eagerly after him.
"..."
And so,
as the man and the two bears headed upstairs together,
the first-floor hall gradually grew quiet.
Only the magical wall lamps hanging on the walls silently cast their soft light.
Amid this peaceful stillness,
behind the frosted-glass door that had been locked shut,
"Hmm, hmm, hmm~"
"Now this is the life a deity should lead in the Lower World~"
Inside the bathroom,
Hestia had just climbed out of the absurdly large stone bath, thoroughly satisfied.
She hummed an unfamiliar little tune.
At that moment,
the skin all over her body had turned pink from soaking, like freshly steamed pork coated in rice flour.
Her signature black twin tails clung wetly to her back.
She reached for the thick, soft bath towel on the rack and haphazardly wiped herself down a few times.
Then,
after putting on her divine attire,
she picked up the blue ribbon she had casually tossed aside.
With practiced ease, she cinched it beneath her breasts.
"Snap!"
There was a crisp sound.
Those breathtaking curves were instantly lifted, restoring her Blue Ribbon form.
"Phew!"
Hestia looked at herself in the bathroom mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
Then, barefoot, she walked toward the frosted-glass door with light, pattering steps.
Next,
she confidently pressed the handle down.
"Click!"
"???"
At last,
an extremely troubling thought slowly worked its way into Hestia's head.
This door...
Had someone locked it from the outside?
And so,