Anime Crossover Chat: Daddy was called to the police by Yukino!

The stars dimmed in comparison.

The light was like a waterfall flowing backwards.

It shot straight up from the ground into the sky, exploding in the clouds into a bewitching blood-red lotus flower.

All the gods raised their heads at the same moment.

This incredible sight was reflected in their divine eyes.

Is this... a god returning to the heavens?

Loki was lying on the roof of the Familia headquarters drinking when the bottle in her hand suddenly slipped, and the amber liquid soaked her clothes.

Her squinted eyes snapped open, her pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

The entire Orario divine power network experienced violent fluctuations at this moment.

All the gods could sense that the aura of one of their kind had vanished forever.

Loki sat up, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the tiles.

This divine power fluctuation... is it that bitch Ishtar?

A strange smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

It seemed both gloating and wary.

As the god of pranks.

She has an instinctive sensitivity to any unusual events.

Hey! Riveria!

Loki shouted downstairs: "Go and find out what happened to the Ishtar Familia right now!"

...

at the same time.

In the forging workshop on the other side of the city, Hephaestus's divine hammer hovered in mid-air.

She looked out the window with one eye.

The fading red light left a lingering image in her metallic pupils.

Ishtar…

She whispered.

He gently lowered the divine hammer in his hand.

The flickering firelight in the workshop cast intermittent shadows on her face.

Did they finally get burned after playing with fire?

Hephaestus walked to the window, sensing the lingering divine energy fluctuations in the air.

As the goddess of forging, she is exceptionally sensitive to changes in energy.

The way this divine power returned was too sudden; it didn't seem like a voluntary return to the heavens... it was more like a forced repatriation.

Who could have done it?

same moment.

Hephaestus closed the workshop doors.

She sat alone in front of the forging table, a map of Orario spread out in front of her.

Is this where Ishtar died?

Her finger pointed to the location of Pleasure Street.

As the god of forging.

She was able to trace the approximate location of the event through the remnants of divine power.

Is it inside Ishtar's main camp?

Hephaestus pondered: This meant she had met with misfortune within her territory…

She recalled the rumors she had recently heard.

Ishtar seems to be plotting something, frequently contacting other clans, including some smaller clans with less-than-stellar reputations.

Did she offend someone she shouldn't have?

Hephaestus muttered to herself: Or... did someone strike first?

Her thoughts drifted back to the unknown.

That boy had eyes that were different from others.

His gaze... was more like that of an observer, calmly scrutinizing everything in this world.

If it really is him…

Hephaestus tapped the table lightly.

She subconsciously touched the blindfold, and the image of a black-haired boy flashed through her mind—Weiming.

The man who left a deep impression on her.

At this moment, she is using the divine materials given to her by the unknown to forge a sword suitable for Ais.

But she quickly shook her head.

Never mind, it doesn't matter if it's him or not.

After all, it was Ishtar, and she didn't like this guy either.

...

In the private garden of Freya, the goddess of beauty.

The silver-haired goddess is gently stroking the petals of a night rose with her fingers.

suddenly

Her movements paused, and her red lips parted slightly.

Ah...

Freya turned gracefully, her silky silver hair flowing in the moonlight.

The annoying fly finally quieted down.

Her archenemy, Ishtar, is dead.

Freya's voice was as gentle as the night breeze, but the light in her eyes was exceptionally sharp.

This is...an interesting development.

She walked slowly toward the edge of the garden.

From here you can overlook the entire Orario.

The city lights still shine brightly, but some things have changed forever.

Gather my children.

Freya commanded: "At the same time, send an invitation to all the main gods—tomorrow at noon, at the top of the Tower of Babel, we need to...discuss this incident."

...

That night.

The gods of Orario were thrown into an unusual turmoil.

It is not common for gods to return to the celestial realm, especially for gods like Ishtar who have a powerful retinue.

Every god is pondering the same question.

who is it?

why?

And—what will happen next?

A huge shadow is looming over Orario.

……

Soon, Loki, having confirmed the chaos in Pleasure Quarter, paced back and forth at the Familia headquarters.

She kept twirling her long red hair with her fingers.

Damn it, damn it!

She cursed: If it really was that guy who did it…

She also thought of Weiming.

That guy was powerful enough to sweep away all gods, even the bodies of true gods.

If it were him… she really wouldn’t know what to do.