“…Let’s try to organize the situation. I was the first to notice the fluctuation in Solana’s magic,”
Uru, the God of Hunting, began, his tone careful as he glanced at the others.
The two large gods—Thor, the god of thunder, and Heimdall, clad in armor—remained silent, arms crossed, as if to say, this isn’t my problem.
Uru raised a hand, adding quickly:
“By the way, I’ll stay neutral on the matter’s progress. You two are… still young, huh… really.”
A bead of sweat ran down his temple as he realized just how slow the others’ reactions were.
The gods were gathered in a space that resembled a sky of pure blue, floating calmly above the mortal world. Only Solana and Freyja, residing in Luisia, were absent from this council.
With the end of the world approaching in two weeks, every report mattered—and yet, right now, the focus had shifted entirely to Solana’s unusual behavior.
Uru’s mouth twitched as he continued.
“After Safi confessed to Rion, it seems that stirred things up between Rion and Solana too… Honestly, I know I shouldn’t be saying this, but… ‘Why now, of all times, when the world’s about to end?’ That’s my thought exactly.”
He turned his gaze to the remaining two gods.
“Loki, Sigris… you two get these subtleties better, right? What do you make of it?”
Loki, the trickster god in black robes, lowered the corners of his eyes further and pressed his fingers to his brow. Sigris, the medicine god, looked equally perplexed, glancing anxiously from side to side.
Finally, a voice broke the silence.
“W-what should we do…?”
Loki shook his head.
“Do what? Rion and Solana… sure, I was enjoying watching it too, but seriously, it didn’t have to explode right now.”
“C-could it be that Loki provoked it?!”
Before the battle at Flocia, Loki had indeed teased Solana.
He waved his hands in protest.
“That’s a false accusation! But… hmm, maybe it just needed a spark from that little dwarf blacksmith… I guess it was only a matter of time. Still, I can’t deny—it’s kinda entertaining.”
The gods floated in the sky-like space, the tension between the impending apocalypse and a sudden human drama blending into a strange, surreal moment.
All four gods’ gazes snapped sharply toward Loki.
He raised his right hand, holding up his fingers, and waved them dismissively.
“Hey now. Sure, I was enjoying it a little, okay? But… seeing it actually happen, right before the final battle, with the key players—Rion and Solana—getting all awkward with each other? That’s a problem.”
The other gods all nodded in agreement.
All of their eyes kept returning to the spot where Solana would normally stand. In the magically recreated sky, sunlight concentrated in a certain place—this was where the Sun’s Daughter always appeared when the gods gathered.
But now… she wasn’t there.
Her magic was so disrupted that even channeling it into a gold coin had been a struggle.
Once more, the chamber fell into a heavy silence.
Sigris, the only female god, slowly raised her hand.
“Then… this means they both realized they like each other, right?”
Loki twisted his mouth into a crooked grin.
“Judging by the vibe… I’d say they definitely felt it.”
“Wha—!”
“Goddess? You’ve been alive a thousand years! You really don’t need to get all starry-eyed over a fourteen-year-old’s first crush!”
Loki ran his fingers through his black hair.
“Solana too… I mean, she’s the youngest among the gods, and she’s been sealed for a thousand years—so her mental age might be about the same as Rion’s? Ah, just—everyone, think! Really!”
He turned his voice toward the remaining gods, who shifted uncomfortably and exchanged glances.
“But… what can we even do?”
“Shouldn’t we just respect their feelings—”
“Are you kidding!?”
Loki waved his arms dramatically. Normally attuned to the subtleties of hearts, this time the trickster god—Trick-Star—found himself forced into the role of facilitator.
“Listen, everyone! Solana is the Sun Goddess! The reason we’ve been able to resist the seal at all is because of her power—the Sun’s Awakening Light!
Thor lowered his chin heavily.
“…That’s right. Even in battle, most of Rion’s fighting power comes from Solana’s blessing.”
“Yes, that’s it! With the final battle just over two weeks away, we need to get Rion and Solana reconciled as quickly as possible!”
The moment Loki said this, a violent wind tore through the blue sky. It was as if a storm had erupted—so strong that even the gods seemed at risk of being blown away.
“…Phew. Everyone saw that, right?”
After somehow weathering the storm, Loki ran his fingers through his disheveled black hair.
“We’re all residing in Solana’s gold coin. Which means… any fluctuations in her magic affect us too.”
“Why didn’t you say that sooner?”
Ignoring Thor’s polite glare, Loki surveyed the other gods.
“You see? If her magic is this unstable, it’s like we’re broadcasting our own unease to the enemy… And by the way, it messes with my investigations too. During the battle in the capital, we still don’t know exactly what Ymir was doing or where.”
Thor swung his massive hammer, Mjolnir, with a roar.
“Alright! I got it! We tell Rion directly. Straightforward approach—he’ll just say ‘I love you’ out loud!”
Loki pointed and burst into laughter.
“You’re telling him to love?!”
“You told me to figure it out!”
“And honestly, it’s monumentally lacking in style.”
“……”
Glared at by the thunder god, Loki fell silent. A slightly awkward tension filled the space.
Then, suddenly, Uru raised a hand.
“…Hm. Is it all right, Chairman?”
“Yes, Uru. Though Loki isn’t really the chairman.”
“I just… I wonder why Rion couldn’t say it clearly back then. In a situation like that, I think it should have been the boy to speak up.”
“Well…”
Loki started to speak, hesitating as if wondering why he even had to. All eyes turned toward him, and with a resigned sigh, he finally said,
“…Maybe it’s because one is a god, and the other is human.”
A silence followed. It felt heavier, stranger than before—almost dark.
Their romance couldn’t unfold like that of ordinary boy and girl. Loki’s words—stating the obvious “premise”—laid bare the barrier between Rion and Solana: that of worshipper and goddess.
The Healing God Siglith shook her blue hair and raised her voice.
“S-still… if there are feelings then….”
“Ah, Medicine God! You’re saying something… surprisingly human!”
Loki buried his face in his hands, but the room erupted in bright, clear laughter. The cheerful laughter went on for a while. Heimdall laughed so freely his face crumpled into amusement. Only after everyone fell silent did he finally stop.
“…Sorry, sorry. I was just… surprised.”
He wiped a tear from his calm eyes and spoke.
“You’ve all changed. Honestly, when I first woke up, I was shocked… but now, compared to the mythic era, you all are unmistakably… human.”
“Well…”
The Thunder God Thor scratched the tip of his nose with his thick finger.
“So that’s what you’re saying… After all that, you’re basically admitting it, huh?”
“Hm. It seems that point helped lead to victory in the dwarf kingdom.”
Heimdall said, nodding with the composure of a seasoned strategist.
“Still, back in the mythic era, we led humans—but we couldn’t really call them ‘companions.’ And now… even the fearsome Thunder God Thor is sticking his nose into a boy’s love life.”
“Shut up.”
Thor muttered, awkwardly brushing back his red hair.
Meanwhile, the Trickster God Loki crossed his arms, intrigued.
“Indeed. In just a few months, we’ve come to understand humans far more deeply. And yet… we’ve been alive for a thousand years.” he said, glancing toward the heavens.
The blue sky deepened in color the higher one looked, and Loki’s mind drifted up, soaring toward the true sky.
“Odin’s proposal was tempting too. To create a new world and abandon humans… newly awakened as we were, perhaps we might have agreed.”
His words cast a chill over the conversation, but no one dared contradict him.
—Gods above.
—Humans below.
It was true that many gods had once regarded reality that way. Heimdall acknowledged it.
“But now….”
No one finished the sentence. There was no need. Their hearts already shared the thought.
Loki let out a soft, amused chuckle, his shoulders shaking lightly.
“At the very least, we will protect this world. I’ve come to… rather like humans.”
The goddess Sigris smiled gently.
“…In that sense, perhaps the one who has changed the most is still Solana. At first, she didn’t even know what human food was, and now—”
The observation was taken up by the God of Hunting Uru, his brown braids swaying lightly.
“Indeed. She’s grown the fastest. A goddess growing alongside a boy… perhaps even love is inevitable.”
He shrugged as he spoke the last part, almost to himself, quietly.
“Well then,” Loki clapped his hands, breaking the reflective mood.
“Everyone! It’s far too early to get sentimental! Let’s switch gears! Right now, what’s more important is that this growing goddess is completely flustered.”
Heimdall cleared his throat.
“Ah, about that, truthfully, there’s no need to worry. The reason she remained silent at first was exactly this. It seems the humans already have a plan in motion.”
“…A plan?”
“Well… whether you can call it that is debatable. But it’s as straightforward as Thor would approve.”
Heimdall raised a hand toward the front.
In the blue sky, a circular gap opened, and through it—beyond the gold coin scattered in the room—one could see the outside.
It was as if opening a window. Even while the gods lingered over the coin, they could see what was happening outside, in the mortal world.
Outside, there was a knock on Rion’s door.
His younger sister, Luisia, appeared, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Oniichan, go on a date with Solana-sama!”
With those words, she grabbed Rion’s hand, her determination shining bright.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeneijiworks.com
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