The Fukaros Familia, starting from DanMachi.

Chapter 124 Rejecting the Goddess of Beauty

"Mr. Fenyu—how...how did you do that?"

As the only calm and composed man in the room, Fen Yu's performance immediately attracted the attention of the women around him.

With her face flushed and breathing rapidly, Yamato asked in a slightly trembling voice, puzzled.

"It's very simple."

Fen Yu put down his wine cup, met the curious gazes of the crowd, and casually uttered eight words, while also showing off: "If the heart is pure as ice, one will not be alarmed even if the sky collapses."

Fukalos silently rolled his eyes in his mind.

Others might not know, but how could she not? This guy, he's really good at showing off, isn't it all thanks to the highest level of abnormal resistance brought by the [Descendant] cheat skill?

But I have to admit, this show-off was absolutely perfect.

This instantly drew admiring glances from Yamato, whose eyes sparkled with admiration. Even the usually calm Asphie and Nazha cast admiring glances at her.

"Dude, you're amazing! I give you full marks for this."

Hermes gave Burning Feather a big thumbs up, his face full of admiration.

The allure that even the gods cannot completely resist is something that Fen Yu, a mere mortal, can calmly ignore, which is truly admirable.

"The last time was at Ganesha's 'banquet,' and this is the second time—it's quite rare for Freya to show her face like this."

Hephaestus lowered her voice and murmured to herself.

"Yes, the goddess Freya is a rare find. It's such a wonderful surprise to see her this time."

Hermes' eyes were glued to the goddess of beauty, he was practically drooling.

His typical "perverted old man" appearance greatly displeased Asphie, who unceremoniously stomped hard on his foot with her sharp high heels.

"Indeed, she causes a disturbance every time she goes out, which is a real headache."

As Takemikazuchi spoke, he restrained his gaze with the unwavering will of a martial god.

Just then, Freya noticed that Fenyu and the others were gathered there. A smile of interest appeared on her face, and she started walking towards them.

"Da, da, da————"

The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the floor seemed to have its own background music; despite the bustling crowd around, the sound clearly reached everyone's ears.

As if an invisible wall had been erected, the crowd naturally parted to the sides, making way for the goddess of beauty.

Before long, the goddess, who was leading the burly orcish retinue, stopped in front of them.

"Hephaestus, we haven't met since the last Council of the Gods, have we?"

Freya's target seemed to be Hephaestus, but Fenyu could clearly feel that those silver eyes glanced at him almost imperceptibly.

Moreover, unlike the gazes she had felt before, Freya's gaze this time was even more intense, carrying a sense of scrutiny, curiosity, and—possessiveness.

Fen Yu understood.

Undoubtedly, it was his calm demeanor that successfully piqued Freya's interest even more.

Although Freya's allure at this moment was merely an unconscious and natural outpouring, she did not actively use her powers.

But even this passive skill is not something that ordinary people can resist.

The fact that even a martial god of Takemikazuchi's caliber cannot be completely ignored shows just how terrifying it is.

Now, Freya is starting to change her mind.

Previously, she simply wanted to be an observer, appreciating the growth of an interesting "treasure boy" who might become a hero in the future, and had not yet thought about taking him into her fold.

But now, after discovering that Fen Yu could completely resist her charm, she was smitten.

Her heart, which had been dormant for so long, began to beat wildly.

Could this boy be the one and only Ode she has been waiting for for thousands of years, the one who can resonate with her soul?

"I am glad to see that you are well," the goddess Hephaestus replied calmly.

"Freya, what brings you here?"

Just then, Fukaros, with a smile on her face, took a step to the side without making a sound, blocking Fenyu's way, and asked in a light tone.

"Fucarus, right?"

Freya shifted her gaze from Fenyu to Fukaros, and chuckled, "Astria and I are very close. She's mentioned you before. I never expected you would choose to descend to the mortal realm as well."

She paused, her silver eyes curving into crescents, her tone becoming exceptionally innocent and sweet: "Don't worry, I just came to say hello. It's rare to see such interesting people gathered together, so I couldn't resist coming over to take a look."

After saying that, the goddess Freya turned her head and gave the male gods next to her a charming and alluring wink.

Upon being met with that alluring gaze, Hermes immediately adopted a lustful, infatuated expression, almost as if he were about to put on a show of being infatuated with the goddess.

Takemikazuchi's cheeks flushed instantly, and he abruptly turned his head away, letting out a dry cough to cover up his embarrassment.

Mih, however, maintained his noble demeanor and gently praised, "You are just as beautiful and charming tonight, Freya."

Immediately afterwards, the male gods were subjected to "righteous punishment" by their respective female clan members, with foot stomping, flesh pinching, and various physical attacks coming one after another.

"Ugh!?", "Ugh!?", "Ugh!?", screams filled the air.

Finally, those silver eyes settled on Fen Yu's face.

Freya smiled and reached out her hand very naturally, wanting to touch his cheek.

The movement was as graceful as a lover's whisper, possessing an irresistible magic.

To her surprise, Fen Yu's body seemed to move faster than his mind, instinctively taking a step back and precisely dodging the goddess's touch.

The scene fell silent instantly.

The air seemed to have been sucked out, and even the faintest breath disappeared.

All the noise, all the music, all the conversations came to an abrupt halt at that moment.

Even Ota, who had always played the role of a statue, seemingly isolated from the world, widened her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of disbelief—could a man refuse the goddess's advances?

Freya's outstretched hand froze in mid-air for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing across her beautiful face.

But soon, she flashed an even brighter, more dangerous smile: "How interesting."

"Ota".

Freya gently called to her attendant, then gracefully turned and slowly walked away.

Otana's deep gaze lingered on Fenyu for a full two seconds, as if trying to see through his soul, before he silently followed behind the goddess.