Mini Outtake / Blooper Reel 2
Blessings Upon this Wonderful World (QAylor version)

"R-really? You'd really take a complete stranger into your home?" Aqua sniffed.

Queen Administrator nodded.

"Yes. I absolutely won't sell you into slavery, deprive you of necessary resources, or otherwise mistreat you."

The blue-haired healer stared at Host for several seconds before abruptly turning and sprinting away.

"Eeeek! Kazuma, save meeee!"

Queen Administrator watched the screaming human female vanish into the distance, puzzled. QA had been under the impression that the Crusader known as Darkness was an anomaly among humans; was she merely part of a larger human subtype wishing for irrational mistreatment?



A Certain Scientific Railgun & A Certain Magical Index

" 'I do not understand why you would interfere with productive scientific experimentation,' Taylor says with clear confusion. 'Or why you believe a few days of physical exertion could improve the quality of life for almost ten thousand people, all of whom are lacking independent sources of income. Not all problems are solved by punching them,' Taylor adds disdainfully."

" 'Academy City records indicate that Kamijou Touma's violent solutions do solve a statistically significant number of short to medium-term issues,' Misaka protests. 'The resources expended by his actions are generally minimal and seldom mutually exclusive with other solutions,' Misaka thoughtfully notes."

"Oh, God. There's more of you?"
 
Chapter 25: Internal [s]Screaming[/s] Scheming
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By the end of the day, Queen Administrator still hadn't managed the foes of the sixth floor to Aiz Wallenstein's satisfaction. QA could reliably cut off their long, dagger-like fingers with the aid of thrown daggers, but that generally only took out two fingers at a time. War Shadows also appeared to be capable of trying to pummel foes with even fingerless fists, much to Queen Administrator's annoyance. The Frog Shooters that accompanied them — irritating foes that attacked by impaling foes on their tongues — were almost worse. They fared worse than War Shadows after being blinded, but they seemed to be able to retract their tongues faster than QA could throw a knife. Dodging and immediately cutting the irregular projectiles on their outbound route truly seemed to be the only viable solution.

However, Queen Administrator was not unhappy with the day's haul. Even with extensive Friend feeding, she'd still extracted enough Magic Stones to birth new Guardians for Hestia and their new Familia member. However, a quick examination by QA's Friends indicated that the child in question had not yet exited the Dungeon; she would need to wait.

"I believe I would like to wait for someone," Queen Administrator said aloud. "Please proceed without me; it may take an indefinite amount of time for her to appear."

Rather than proceeding as requested, Aiz stopped and idly began to scratch under Sir Kara's chin.

"Tiona?" Aiz asked, seemingly confused.

Queen Administrator shook her head.

"A possible Familia member," she elaborated. "A cat-person child of approximately ten years."

Aiz tilted her head questioningly. Queen Administrator honestly wasn't sure if the adolescent had chosen that direction so she could touch Sir Kara's head with her own or if it was simply chosen automatically. Given the events of the day, QA was inclined to think the additional contact wasn't an accident.

"Why?" Aiz asked.

"She is unhappy where she is and fits my other criteria for a desired Familia Member. I will not publicly say what those criteria are in order to prevent false imitation by others."

"Hey-yoooo!" Tiona Hiryute interrupted, bounding to beside the conversing pair and rocking back and forth on her heels. "Nice to see you back in one piece. Good day down there?"

Aiz sighed and turned to the new arrival, not appearing at all surprised to find the amazoness so soon after surfacing.

"Ta—Administrator is impatient," Aiz noted. "Ranged specialist or not, she needs to know how to dodge consecutive attacks before she goes further down. She doesn't yet."

"I have learned what I needed from the more difficult floor," Queen Administrator said reassuringly. "I will comply with your requirements now that my curiosity is abated. Aiz, you do not need to wait for me; please proceed with the collection of your preferred potato treats."

"Supposed to stay with you," Aiz objected.

Tiona waved one hand airily and leaned back against Lady Sable. Her posture was initially stiff, apparently prepared to jump away in the event of an attack. The Hiryute gradually relaxed once she'd confirmed using a Friend as a backrest was something permitted.

"I'll do it," Tiona volunteered. "But uh, where are we going, Administrator?"

"Nowhere," Queen Administrator explained again. "I wish to intercept my potential Familia member before they continue to a home that does not adequately provide for them."

Tiona brightened and clapped her hands together.

"The elf? I've been wanting to see who got your attention all day."

"She is a cat-person," Queen Administrator corrected, deliberately misleading. "I may be waiting for an indeterminate amount of time before she arrives; there is no scheduled meeting time."

Tiona's forehead furrowed. Queen Administrator made a mental note to ask about that expression when they were next in private. She had the vague feeling she'd deciphered it before, but she couldn't remember what it was.

"So, wait. You're just going to sit here for hours and then start chatting with her out of the blue as soon as she shows up?"

"Approximately," Queen Administrator admitted.

Tiona let out a brief burst of laughter and shook her head.

"Okay, this I have got to see. Aiz, you in or would you rather go home to get your Status checked?"

Aiz hesitated for several seconds before making her decision.

"Hestia and Status," the gold-eyed girl said aloud. "Loki will whine otherwise."

"Probably, yeah," Tiona agreed. "Good luck!"

All conversational participants awkwardly stared at one another for several seconds before Aiz finally began to walk toward the Hestia Familia's home. QA noticed the swordswoman frequently glancing back at Host's Friends, but the verbal tic seemed to have temporarily(?) vanished.

As soon as Aiz was out of sight, Tiona levered herself atop Lady Sable and scooted beside Queen Administrator.

"So, tell me more ab—" Tiona happily began.

"It is later: You are not stupid," Queen Administrator interrupted. "You merely have poor cognitive patterns ingrained in your consciousness. We can fix that."

Tiona stared blankly at QA for several seconds before appearing to remember their earlier discussion. Despite her previous objections, the return of the subject prompted a short stint of laughter and a wide smile.

Archival note: Try harder to remember the word 'smile.' I believe I have used it before, but I keep forgetting.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Aiz silently stared at the sheet of paper now holding her updated Status, a childish glee slowly filling her. The updated numbers showed that she wasn't just allowed to take a break to spend time with both Friends and friends. She was being encouraged to spend time with them. Each and every one of her Basic Abilities had gone up by an entire letter grade, and her Magic was maxed. She'd never managed to max a Basic Ability before leveling up before. Given as training Queen Administrator wasn't exactly the sort of feat that allowed rank-ups, Aiz may very well be able to max everything before she leveled. She couldn't remember if anyone had ever managed that before, but she was heavily leaning toward a no.

Aiz Wallenstein
Lv. 5
Strength: C 634
Endurance: C 623
Dexterity: S 936
Agility: S 933
Magic: S 999
Hunter: G
Abnormal Resistance: G
Swordsman: H
Magic:
Ariel: Wind enchant magic.
"Tempest."
Skills:
Avenger: Activated skill. Heavily increases user's attack power against monsters; massively increases attack power against dragon-type monsters. Effect increases depending on hatred.
Teacher of Heroes: Greatly enhances growth of user as they nurture the growth of select others. Effect scales with strength of purpose and achievements of students. Most effective if a pupil was at level 1 when nurturing began.

The sounds of running feet thumping on carpet forcefully dragged Aiz's attention away from fuzzy feline Friends and back to the outside world. The Sword Princess's eyes widened as she saw Loki standing by her bedroom door.

"Loki, don't you dare—"

The goddess slammed the door open and took a deep breath.

"AIZ'S NEW—" the goddess shouted.

Aiz clapped one hand over Loki's mouth, dragged the door shut with one foot, and waited for Loki to stop trying to talk through Aiz's palm. The trickster goddess gradually petered into silence and turned betrayed eyes upon her Familia member.

"No," Aiz chided, then slowly withdrew her hand. She kept it hovering nearby in case Loki tried to shout again.

"But Aiiiiiiz!" Loki whined. "Your Abilities went up a lot! A lot a lot! I've never heard of anyone growing like that!"

Queen Administrator, Aiz didn't say. Even if she was jealous of her friend's Friends, she wouldn't betray Administrator like that.

"And that will paint a larger target on T—Queen Administrator's back," Aiz said firmly. "You can tell everyone when I reach level six."

Loki crossed her arms and huffed unhappily.

"She'd be fine if you would just let me take her from that midg—"

"No, Loki," Aiz sighed. "Administrator is trying to recruit a new Familia member right now. She's even talked about how our Familia's size would mean missing out on vital emotional support."

Loki blinked and affected a thoughtful expression. If Aiz wasn't afraid of having secrets shouted for all the world to see, the adolescent would be tempted to retreat right about then.

"Fine," Loki reluctantly conceded.

Before Aiz could wholly relax, the goddess whipped up a finger and pointed dramatically at her Familia member.

"But tonight, you're eating dinner and playing games with the rest of us!"

There was a long pause as Aiz tried to link the condition to their earlier discussion. It wouldn't come.

"I do not see the connection," Aiz finally admitted.

"And that is why we're eating dinner together!" Loki said triumphantly.

Ah, there it is. Loki would seldom pass up an excuse to spend time around Aiz. Spending time around their Familia was really just a cover for that motive. There was one outstanding problem Aiz had been meaning to get to, though:

"That's fine," Aiz agreed. She waited for Loki to begin smiling triumphantly before dropping the explosive. "But I'm locking you in a room for three days if you touch me inappropriately."

Aiz knew Loki just intended it as a show of affection, but it really was not pleasant. With the recent incidents in everyone's mind, Loki needed to stop. And really, Aiz had already been asking for the goddess to do so for years; it was long overdue.

Loki's expression flipped from triumphant to devastated in an instant. Aiz steeled her heart and refused to give in. It was for the good of not just Aiz and Loki, but the entire Familia!

"But why?" the goddess asked pitifully.

"Ishtar's Familia with the number of times I've publicly told you to stop," Aiz said simply.

Loki's face froze for a moment, flickered to anger — directed at Ishtar, Aiz was absolutely sure — and finally settled on hope.

"What about in private?"

"Loki," Aiz said in warning.

"Aiz," the unrepentant goddess cheerfully replied.

Aiz closed her eyes and resigned herself to playing along with some of Loki's other embarrassing methods of having fun. It was preferable to the alternative.

"Loki," Aiz sighed.

"Aiz."

"Loki!"

"Aiz!"


~ ~ ~

Lili hurried away from the quartet of adventurers who had, as expected, proven themselves to be little better than the monsters they slaughtered. They'd said they just needed a bit more cash for their equipment and then they'd pay Lili more later. The first few times she'd been told such lies, she was still naive enough to believe them. No longer. Adventurers always needed to buy new armor, or replace a broken piece of equipment, or pay off a debt, or take care of a dead friend's relatives, or whatever excuse they could think of. This group hadn't even possessed the brains to count their money before making such claims. They'd had Lili empty her backpack and transfer the contents to their own rather than risk her running off with 'their' haul for the day.

(Admittedly, she was planning on stealing from them, but still! She wasn't that blatant!)

Lili could wait. She'd chosen this group specifically because they were of the type to think that abusing their Supporter and then leaving her to stand watch over the camp was a marvelous idea. She'd replace their weapons with cheap—

Lili's planning was interrupted by the feeling of someone grabbing her backpack and hauling it into the air. The Supporter immediately slipped out of her nearly-empty backpack with the ease of long practice and hit the ground running; it wasn't the first time that she would need to escape someone she'd stolen from and it wouldn't be the last. Still, she was a little confused. Her current identity was new and she'd yet to even steal anything with it! Why would someone be grabbing her already?

Lili's cloak was grabbed from behind, and just like her backpack, Lili discarded it to keep running. Unfortunately, she hardly went five steps before something that was not a hand seized the neck of her clothes and lifted her into the air. It wasn't actually that uncomfortable, Lili admitted, and—

—And is that one of Queen Administrator's cats?

Lili stared at the massive feline casually carrying her in its teeth, wide-eyed. What did Lili ever to do Queen Administrator? This didn't make any sense!

"Hello, sister-to-be!" Queen Administrator said in what was probably intended as a happy tone. It was clearly just unchanging and broken as Lili's own mask of fake happiness. "I don't yet know your name, but we're going to be such good friends!"

Lili met the monarch's emotionless gaze, tried to combine it with the monarch's words and the Supporter's own precarious situation, and utterly failed to find any sane explanations.

She's actually insane, isn't she? Lili thought distantly.

Queen Administrator soon had Lili carried over to where the younger of Loki's famous Hiryute Twins, Tiona Hiryute, was bent double and clutching her stomach from sheer laughter. They were earning quite a lot of interested looks from passerby, too, but none with as strong a reaction.

"You can't just kidnap kids off the street, Administrator!" the famous amazoness gasped out.

Lili would be inclined to agree had she not been dangling from the jaws of a monstrously large cat. As it stood, she settled for hanging limply and trying to look as pitiful as possible. It didn't take much work; she really was feeling increasingly frightened. For the cats, Lili was little more than bite-sized and their teeth were right there.

"I am still on the street," the mad monarch revealed, still moving away from the Tower of Babel. "Additionally, I'm bringing her home. That is adoption, not an abduction."

Lili blinked and tried to grapple with the new information as Queen Administrator began to walk away, Lili still suspended from the jaws of her cats. Apparently, Administrator hadn't just been spewing nonsense words and did have a plan. But what could the foreign monarch want with her? The cats looked as though they could carry any loads without problems. Lili supposed they wouldn't be able to retrieve monster materials and Magic Stones, but Queen Administrator shouldn't be killing enough foes to really warrant a Supporter's assistance. Lili's only explanation was that of simple, spoiled laziness; was the monarch really that desperate for a servant?

The Hiryute twin managed to regain some semblance of control and hurried after Queen Administrator.

"Okay, but—" another giggle escaped the veteran. "Really. You literally can't just steal people like that. Are you trying to make Hestia forget about your nation's child-rearing habits by bringing one home? Because I'll tell you now, it won't work."

"One: As slavery appears to be illegal in Orario, she is not legally a slave. Therefore, I cannot steal her," Queen Administrator returned. "She is clearly unhappy in her current family and shows considerable potential. If they will not appreciate her, then the Hestia Familia will. Two: No, I am not doing this for the sake of avoiding that inevitable discussion."

What potential? Lili had tried to be an adventurer and found herself wholly unsuitable for it. She couldn't help but imagine all the different ways something could kill her or a situation could go wrong. That was fine when she was a Supporter, but potentially fatal when she was supposed to actually fight her enemies instead of only avoiding them. Admittedly, Lili felt she was a good Supporter, but her life showed that nobody cared about Supporters unless it was convenient for them.

And what kind of "child-rearing habits" were so bad that the Goddess of Hearth and Home felt the need to discuss them? Was Lili going to be made to fight giant cats? Surely Hestia would prevent that, wouldn't she?

"Seriously, Administrator," the Hiryute insisted. "Her Falna won't even update unless her deity releases her from their Familia."

Lili saw her chance and grabbed it with both hands, ignoring the little voice saying it was a bad idea. She'd take questionable motives and dubious past practices over the Soma Familia without complaint.

"Lili would love to join Queen Administrator's Familia!" Lili chirped, her mask of false happiness eternally intact. "Lili has been trying to leave the Soma Familia for a long time, but she isn't allowed. Could Queen Administrator help Lili with leaving? Nobody there cares when Lili cries and they sometimes deliberately make it worse."

There. Given the high number of witnesses, now Queen Administrator needed to aid Lili or risk a large blow to her recent heroic reputation. If Administrator possessed any political savviness whatsoever, she might realize what Lili had done and be bitter about it, but Administrator was the one to grab Lili. Any consequences were the monarch's own fault.

Lili hadn't expected the madwoman to squee aloud and hug Lili, though. The Supporter froze, unsure of what to make of such an irregular development. At least Queen Administrator didn't appear to mind Lili's lack of reciprocation, even if it did seem like half of Orario was watching with keen interest.

"Aww, Tiona! Did you hear what she just did? It was so cute!"

The younger Hiryute looked at Queen Administrator with a mirror image of Lili's own bewilderment. Lili couldn't help but feel relieved that she wasn't the only one aware of the monarch's madness. The phrasing was odd, though. Had Administrator noticed Lili's maneuvering and been happy about it? It wouldn't make sense, but little about the current situation did.

"...Ask for help...?" Tiona Hiryute hazarded.

Queen Administrator shook her head, opened her mouth, stopped, and appeared to think better of whatever she was going to say.

"I shouldn't explain," the royal rookie decided. "It would sabotage her efforts. Suffice to say that I will gladly help my excellent soon-to-be-sister gain her freedom."

Lili blinked again as Queen Administrator's original greeting finally registered with her. That was one possible interpretation of a Familia member, but it wasn't one often used; it would make in-Familia romantic relationships rather awkward. Were the Shard-Spirit's curses powered by the betrayal and lethal sacrifice of a sibling or something? That seemed like the sort of thing that would — at least in stories — grant enough power to curse one's enemies. But no, Hestia only met the queen a few days ago. Even if all the rumors were wrong and the Goddess of Hearth and Home was actually an evil witch, Hestia and Administrator shouldn't have had time to coordinate such a scheme. A few days wasn't long enough to conceal the evidence of such things from even Orario's irresponsible eyes.

"Administrator," Tiona said carefully. "I'm as happy to help..."

The amazoness trailed off and frowned. Lili waited for the inevitable refusal to help, explanation of why it was a bad idea, and general dismissal. The Hiryute wouldn't suffer negative repercussions for being "sensible" about things.

"Fuck it," the Hiryute decided. "Count me in. It's a better way to spend the evening than what I'd had planned."

The adventurer paused and smiled evilly. Lili impatiently waited for the other shoe to drop. Adventurers would never help if they didn't need to.

"But we're clearing it with Hestia first."

There it is...n't? Lili wanted to frown with confusion, but she kept her happy front as intact as always. Queen Administrator's public promise of aid hadn't vanished, and even if her reaction to it was all wrong, it seemed as though she was well aware of the trap Lili had set out. One short explanation to Hestia and Lili should have the goddess's reluctant aid, too.

"We could be finished and victoriously returning by then," Administrator protested.

Then why aren't we heading toward Soma's home? Their path was clearly leading them in almost the complete opposite direction. Lili was guessing they were returning to the Hestia Familia's home out of force of habit.

"Remember Hestia's reaction when we picked her up from the market?" Tiona Hiryute pointedly asked.

Even Lili had heard about that incident, although it was likely corrupted with changes from being spread via word-of-mouth. Apparently, they'd been in such a hurry to get Queen Administrator and Hestia to the pantheon that they'd dragged the latter atop a cat and took off, leaving Hestia's stand completely unattended and the contents gradually ransacked over several hours. The Loki Familia eventually retrieved it, but all the supplies had been stolen by then.

Queen Administrator's lips slanted downward. The lack of movement on the rest of her face made her look furious instead of the sadness she'd likely intended to express.

"Yes. Understood; I will comply."

"Good," Tiona said firmly. "And transfer Lili to one of your Friend's backs, would you? She can't be comfortable and we're earning all sorts of weird looks."

Actually, it isn't really that bad. Lili was more worried about her clothes tearing. Still, she didn't voice her complaints as Queen Administrator transferred Lili to the same cat as her and hugged the disguised pallum to herself. That part, Lili would complain about if she'd thought anyone would care. As it stood, she resigned herself to acting like a temporary doll for a monarch of dubious sanity.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Hestia repeatedly switched her gaze between Administrator and the tiny, chestnut-haired cat-person child — surely, she can't be older than ten or eleven? — holding one of Administrator's hands as they stood beside one another. Both of them wore unchanging smiles that were more than just a little off and hinted at terrible lives to those who didn't know Administrator. Given as the child likely didn't have Administrator's excuses, Hestia was understandably worried about that. In fact, even Administrator's excuse was worrying with the revelation that one of her homeland's magical experiments was responsible for her injuries. Hestia still couldn't decide whether Queen Administrator fleeing her homeland would be worse or if they'd kicked her out for a perceived deficiency in communications after causing that problem.

Behind the two stood Tiona Hiryute and QA's Friends. The cats were doing their usual examination of any new area they entered, but at least Tiona was giving Hestia an apologetic look. The amusement twitching the amazoness's lips threatened all that, though.

"This is Lili. I want her in the Familia. She already has one, but Tiona and I are going to fix that."

"Queen Administrator kidnapped me!" Lili chirped, the dead words sounding suspiciously like a cry for help.

Hestia immediately flicked both eyes to Administrator, intending to transition to a glare. Tiona shook her head before that could happen.

"Administrator's methods aside, Lili apparently does want to leave the Soma Familia," Tiona provided.

Hestia breathed a sigh of relief before remembering other possible interpretations of "fixing" someone's possession of something. That interpretation killed Hestia's relief like Queen Administrator wished to slay those she considered enemies.

"You're not planning on killing them, are you?" Hestia asked tentatively.

There was an uncomfortably long silence. Lili's fake smile didn't waver in the slightest; disturbingly enough, her eyes even looked hopeful as she turned to look up at Administrator.

"Only if necessary?" Hestia's child hazarded.

Tiona, thank the Heavens, was not half as hesitant. She started and shot a dirty look at Queen Administrator's back.

"Yeah, how about we not do that," the amazoness drawled. "There are plenty of ways to get someone out of a bad Familia without resorting to violence. Doing that will just get you blacklisted with the Guild, banished from Orario, and probably kicked out of your Familia. This place thinks itself too civilized for such things."

"Not if we leave no witnesses or proof," Queen Administrator argued.

That was definitely hope in Lili's eyes, Hestia noticed. Just who have you brought me this time, Administrator, and what did Soma's Familia do to her?

"We're witnesses!" Tiona said, clearly sharing Hestia's exasperation and concern. "Gods can sense lies, remember?"

"My Friends have no voices with which to tattle. They can do it for us."

"And when they leave black hairs all over the crime scene?" Tiona demanded.

"My Friends do not unintentionally shed fur."

Hestia clearly needed to cut this off before she ended up with cats leaving bloody paw-prints all over the church.

"But the point is moot because what have I said about murder, Administrator?" Hestia demanded.

"Wait, this seriously isn't a one-off?" Tiona muttered.

Of course it isn't. Last time was genocide.

"That I'm smart enough to not need to resort to it," Queen Administrator dutifully recited. "But what if I want to resort to it? They hurt Lili."

Hestia closed her eyes and quietly whimpered. It didn't help that Lili had looked as though she'd prefer that solution, too.

"And the rest of my lecture?" she forced out.

"Killing all my problems just causes more problems to rise from their ashes," QA summarized. "Very well. We will attempt peaceful methods first."

"And then you're coming home if those fail!" Hestia stressed. "There are other ways!"

"Like War Games," Tiona unhelpfully provided before transitioning to better examples. "Or political pressure. Lili is level one too, right? That means Aiz might benefit from taking her on, which means we might be able to bring her in if all else fails. Don't worry, Hestia; I'll make sure Administrator behaves."

If Hestia wouldn't have had to shove her way past the other entities in the room, she would've given the amazoness an enthusiastic hug. As it stood, she settled for a grateful look and all the sincerity she could summon.

"Thank you."

"I can behave without assistance," Queen Administrator protested.

"Tell me that during a week in which you haven't threatened genocide against most of Orario's other gods for their selfishness and idiocy," Hestia rebuked, carefully watching the ten-year-old in the room.

Yes, Lili certainly appeared uncomfortably interested in the mention of mass slaughter. Her facial features remained fixed in a dead front of happiness, but her eyes, posture, and ears reflected enthusiastic interest.

If she joins, I'm going to be having discussions like this regularly, aren't I? Well, better Hestia than someone who'd find such inclinations amusing or encourage them. No child was ever truly lost.
 
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Interlude: It’s Not Wrong to be the Dungeon
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To the distributed entity known to others as "the Dungeon," wakefulness was not a binary state of being either awake or asleep. It had a number of stages and continuous divine interference forever dragged it back to the lowest levels of dormancy. However, throughout its long lifespan and the shifting levels of awareness, it had kept ahold of a single distinct goal: to see and admire the starry skies without interference. The ancestors of those who now stalked the Dungeon's halls had interfered with that using everything from fires and smoke to magical lighting. The Dungeon had been close to purging their interfering selves when overwhelming power had swatted its extensions and imprisoned the Dungeon's core. Slaughtering the now-loathed interlopers had been added to its list of priorities at that time.

Oh, the Dungeon had also wanted to spread all across the world and numerous other goals, but those were not objectives it could cling to while mostly trapped in a single place and almost wholly dormant. Seeing the stars and achieving vengeance against the divine were both easier to remember while trapped and mostly unconscious.

But right then, it could cling to another, newer goal: Finding the Other. Its awareness had been jolted when something tried to speak to it in a manner it could almost understand and converse with, an entity close enough to touch. Still, almost was not enough and its attempts at communication failed. The Dungeon had nearly wholly lapsed into sleep when two (or three?) extensions that were not its own entered it and refused to so much as receive the Dungeon's commands, let alone acknowledge or heed them. The sheer shock had dragged it back to a level of awareness that allowed a certain level of coherent thought, if only briefly. It could use that reprieve to swat many of the invaders within its halls, but it had done so in past centuries and more always arrived. That which awoke it took priority.

The extensions of the Other had now left it alone, but it could still feel the impression the Other had of the Dungeon: curiosity. The Dungeon embraced that idea and decided to reciprocate the best way it knew how: through imitation and contrast. Curiosity was a fine motivator, but there needed to be a major difference as well. The Other's confirmed extensions were black, so its scout would be the opposite.



Within the twenty-fourth floor of the Dungeon, an unnaturally white hand covered with crystalline blue scales broke the surface of a wall as its newly-created owner dragged herself free. Four goals pounded in her inquisitive mind and formed the cornerstones of her still-indistinct personality:

Stay alive.

Seek knowledge.

Find and speak with the Other.

See the starry skies.


That first goal would likely be somewhat difficult. The porcelain-skinned, crystal-studded humanoid figure had barely taken two hesitant steps away from the shattered wall that birthed her when a stag-based monster impaled her on one of the two swords acting as its horns. She was able to shatter its skull and kill it with a few desperate kicks, but that still left her with a giant blade running through her chest.

Assessment of concept 'pain:' undesirable, the unnamed being decided. Seek solution next.
 
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Chapter 26: Rationalization
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Lili had misjudged Queen Administrator. In Lili's defense, it looked like everyone else had also misjudged the monarch. Administrator wasn't a hero; real heroes didn't exist. She was the kind of leader you'd expect from a nation of secretive scholars, though. Unwilling to accept prolonged idiocy in any form, willing to execute those who'd oppose her will or harm her Familia, and utterly unaware of how the world actually worked outside of theories. Thinking of her as an adventurer would be a disservice; Queen Administrator was more like an... explorer! That worked.

Lili was still missing an explanation for why she'd been chosen, though. On the way to the Hestia Familia's home, Lili had overheard some people talking about how Administrator had harshly turned away all the adventurers who'd tried to join their Familia with the reveal of Queen Administrator's real name and title. Lili's favorite was "moronic, title-chasing skin-sack of inadequately bioactive water and equally flawed bone." The Supporter could only assume it was an amusingly weird translation of some harsh insult from Queen Administrator's homeland.

In contrast, Tiona Hiryute acted in a manner compatible with Lili's view of her and adventurers in general. She was helping Lili because the amazoness thought it would be entertaining and had not-quite-offered a spot in the Loki Familia since it might let the Sword Princess benefit from training Lili. Everyone knew that Aiz Wallenstein had a new skill that incentivized training rookies; last Lili heard of them, the Loki Familia had been getting bombarded with constant apprenticeship requests, all of which were politely refused.

So, no, Lili didn't share Queen Administrator's naive affection for Tiona Hiryute. Lili did, however, wish that more adventurers could entertain themselves by helping instead of harming. The Supporter could tolerate Hiryute if she never flipped back to the other, more common adventurer method of having fun.

Hestia didn't seem anything like the rest of the gods and goddesses Lili had watched, though. The goddess reminded her of the elderly couple who'd taken Lili in when she'd tried to flee the Soma Familia as a child. Initially kind or not, that couple had pushed Lili away when their shop was wrecked in retribution; if life got rough, she expected Hestia would do the same. Administrator wouldn't, though. Lili had never heard of a monarch willing to back down from opposition. Entire wars had been fought over their stubbornness.

"Tiona, would you like to go have some dinner?" Hestia asked politely, keeping her eyes fixed on Lili. "I think Administrator and I should have a long, boring talk with the potential Familia member she brought in."

Please go away so we can talk about private matters, Lili mentally translated.

"I have yet to eat and I find it likely Lili is hungry as well," Queen Administrator noted in her default monotone. "She could eat with us."

Ahhh. Queen Administrator really is naive, isn't she? It was pretty obvious what Hestia had been aiming for: the privacy to lecture Administrator without an outsider overhearing and thinking the worse of them for it. Familia could be so weird about hiding their corruption from each other considering how all of them were sick. Their oddly competitive civility was the only explanation Lili had for how Orario hadn't collapsed on itself centuries ago.

In the aftermath of Administrator's proposal, Hestia looked remarkably like a cat caught bullying a baby — not quite guilty, but not sure how she would manage to explain herself. Tiona came to the goddess's rescue before things could get too awkward.

"I'm pretty sure she's trying to politely get rid of me so you can talk about private stuff," the Hiryute said dryly. "I don't mind. Inducting someone into your Familia shouldn't be something done blind. So, want me to grab some takeout for you lot so she can focus on that instead of cooking? And don't give me an automatic denial, Hestia, I can more than afford it."

Hestia closed her mouth on the polite refusal she'd undoubtably been about to issue and took a moment to actually think about it.

"If you don't mind, I think that would be for the best," Hestia admitted. "Otherwise, I'm not sure I'll have enough to feed everyone healthy portions at breakfast tomorrow. Thank you, Tiona."

"Any time!"

The amazoness skipped out of the church and pulled the door shut behind her. Lili didn't really think that broken front windows and barely-boarded side windows would provide much privacy, but it seemed as though Hestia had thought of that; the goddess led Lili and Queen Administrator to a large trapdoor in one corner of the room and opened it to reveal a staircase leading downward, the hidden passage concluding in a heavy wood door. The goddess needed to unlock the latter before they could enter with QA's Friends staying behind to guard the trapdoor.

The Hestia Familia's basement home wasn't very large, but it was kept clean and three half-filled bookshelves concealed the fact that it was almost barren of decorations. Even the (surprisingly high) ceiling looked to be kept clean; considering that there didn't seem to be any ladders in sight and Hestia was little more than a head taller than Lili, the Supporter really did wonder how she managed that. Did the goddess stack multiple chairs on top of each other…?

The kitchen off to the right and the bathroom straight ahead were similarly spotless. Sleeping arrangements could be a little awkward, though; there was only one bed in the bedroom and one couch near the entrance. Lili wasn't sure she wouldn't reflexively hit one of them if she was meant to share the bed; she'd learned to sleep light in the Soma Familia if she wanted to avoid having her belongings stolen. Even after she practically moved out, the habit persisted and had protected her equipment from two different burglars so far.

Hestia gestured for Lili to sit down on a well-worn, cloth-padded chair and moved to take a seat opposite her. Queen Administrator also obeyed the silent order, but began speaking before everyone was seated.

"Hestia, Lili, I now have enough Magic Stones to make suitable Guardians for both of you. Do you have any—" the monarch began.

"Administrator, you can't just treat Lili joining like it's a foregone conclusion!" Hestia interrupted, hissing. "Um, I'm sorry, Lili, she doesn't mean anything by it!"

The goddess's eyes repeatedly switched from Administrator to Lili and back as though the monarch had just revealed some great secret. Lili supposed she had; if Queen Administrator could make something autonomous from Monster Cores, well, that was only one step away from what the Dungeon could do. Even research into magical efforts to replace limbs was often viewed with suspicion; the more life-like a replacement, the larger the stigma. Lili had heard of plenty of people who wanted to become blacksmiths, but despite the large market among injured adventurers, nobody ever aimed to become a limb-smith.

Queen Administrator blinked with apparent surprise and appeared as though she would continue thinking of the Supporter as a guaranteed future sister despite the objections of her goddess.

"Lili is far too intelligent not to accept, especially with the added incentive of a Guardian-Friend of her own."

Administrator's voice lifted to the happiness-imitating tone she'd assumed when first greeting Lili.

"She was even cunning enough to ensure her request for aid had as many witnesses as possible. I would've assisted her either way, yet she couldn't have been sure of that and ensured my recent reputation would be severely damaged if I backed down."

Lili barely noticed the reveal of her motives; she was too busy trying to grapple with the implications of Queen Administrator's words. Guardian-Friend? The monarch's cats were artificial? Merciless gods, no wonder Hestia wanted to keep that quiet. The Supporter couldn't see Orario handling that revelation very well; everyone still remembered the now-dead coalition of sadistic gods, Evilus, who'd thought acting like villains would be fun. Someone capable of creating monsters was even harder to guard against than the monster smuggling and widespread attacks Evilus had carried out half a decade ago.

"She wh—" Hestia began, then stopped and shook her head. "Lili, I understand and I'm not mad, but Administrator! Why are you happy about that?"

Nobody would lead the charge against Queen Administrator lest their Familia be the one to receive a Familia Curse, but it was only a matter of time until… well, the public distrusted the Hestia Familia in general, Lili supposed. Perhaps not more than that; having Hephaestus, Loki, and maybe even Freya as interested allies would prevent most overt consequences.

And that brought up another issue: If Lili was able to make the connection between artificial monsters and the Monster Mansion, others were sure to do so as well. Aside from possibly-twisted words, what guarantee did they have that Queen Administrator hadn't been experimenting with the Dungeon itself? If the monster-making was a trait of QA's homeland, that, too, would be problematic; the recent Magic Stone thieves could likely make an army out of what they'd taken. Even powerful political aid wouldn't keep Administrator in Orario if there was ever a repeat incident.

"As previously mentioned, it demonstrated an ability to exploit available opportunities, creativity, and intelligence in general. Lili's form-changing ability is too versatile to ignore, yet her other traits pushed her from a good Familia candidate to an excellent one."

Hestia paused, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath before opening them again.

"Please explain," Hestia ordered, her tone clearly indicating it wasn't a request.

Lili was pretty sure it hadn't been directed at Queen Administrator, but the monarch answered anyway.

"While with Tiona, my Friends signaled that someone with too many similarities to be a different person — otherwise known as a form-changer or shapeshifter — was present and indicated that an elven child was the individual in question. I flagged Lili for future reference and encountered her again as I was entering the Dungeon, accompanied by four adventurers who were emotionally neglecting her and now wearing her current appearance. As they would undoubtably oppose me if I contacted Lili at that time and I had a prior appointment with Aiz Wallenstein, I resolved to contact her after she was alone and continued into the Dungeon. I did so, and I believe the events following that have already been summarized."

Lili and Hestia both stared at the visibly satisfied monarch, the former not sure whether she should be happy or upset that her magic, Cinder Ella, had already been revealed. She was always going to need shift back so that her Familia's Captain couldn't learn of it, but she'd expected to reveal it of her own accord. Knowing that Administrator's cats could see through her disguises was more than a little disturbing.

At least now I have an answer for why Queen Administrator picked me…? The thought was actually rather satisfying. Lili's magic was useful for non-combat purposes, but adventurers didn't care about those. It was nice to be recognized for something concrete instead of such a confusing concept as 'potential.' As Lili's life had shown, disguise magic was perfect for a thief or a con artist. And if Queen Administrator came from a country with magic to bridge two places, perhaps she recognized those applications? Lili wouldn't mind helping with smaller, more subtle heists if others helped her in return. Not another widespread theft, though; everyone would blame Administrator if they did that.

"Lili's magic is called Cinder Ella," Lili provided. "As Queen Administrator said, Lili uses it to change herself and hide from the Soma Familia. Lili still goes back every month, but Lili hasn't given Soma enough Valis to have her Status updated for almost half a year."

Hestia stiffened and looked genuinely horrified, as though the concept of exchanging money for Status updates was something utterly foreign to her. It might be; if Queen Administrator was Hestia's first Familia member, that meant the goddess had descended recently. Most gods weren't so overt, but they did still tax their children's income and kicked them out of the Familia if they refused to pay. There did seem to be something else to Hestia's expression, though. She was looking at Lili in a manner the Supporter couldn't quite place. It wasn't the anger; that was clearly aimed at Soma.

"We're absolutely getting you out of there," Hestia managed, visibly divided between apparent fury and alarm. "How long has this been going on?"

"Since Lili was born!" Lili replied. The Supporter briefly hesitated before continuing. "Fifteen years."

Hestia blinked, squinted at Lili, and appeared to remember Cinder Ella's existence. The goddess looked even angrier at that point, but Lili didn't think it was directed at her. It was a nice change from what she was used to.

Queen Administrator was not so restrained. Lili jumped in her seat and forced herself not to scramble away as the adventurer explorer lunged across the room and pulled Lili into a hug.

"And you look like a child to minimize suspicion and maximize potential gains!" Queen Administrator squealed. "It's perfect! See why I picked her, Hestia?"

"Oh, yes," Hestia said distractedly. "And please broadcast your movements more, Administrator, it's clear she's not used to getting hugs. Forget what I said about keeping your Friends to yourself; Lili gets to have one even if she doesn't join. Is there any way for you to show her something before making it so she knows what she'll be comfortable with?"

Queen Administrator released lili and nodded enthusiastically.

"I can sketch potential designs. Lili, what is your favorite organism? I can create something not based off a preexisting Terran creature, but Hestia has recommended I use their exteriors to avoid suspicion."

"Something you're comfortable following you around," Hestia provided.

Lili's face twitched as she stopped it from frowning thoughtfully. She needed to keep her mask of false happiness in place; she was no longer sure she'd need it immediately, but she'd always had trouble replacing it after stopping.

"Lili doesn't want a black cat," Lili said aloud. "Everyone knows about those and thinks they're only for Queen Administrator's foreign family. Lili doesn't want someone trying to steal it or realizing Queen Administrator can make them instead of importing them."

The monarch hesitated for a few seconds before replying.

"I was actually planning on giving Aiz Wallenstein a gold-colored Friend," Administrator admitted. "She has been unconsciously whispering her desire for a kitten-Friend with increasing frequency. I had been planning on saying my Spirit gave it to me, which would be entirely truthful and would save us from needing to explain how it had been imported so quickly."

Hestia looked pained while Lili frowned. The Supporter had almost forgotten about the 'Shard-Spirit;' she had assumed it was the leader of whatever foreign pseudo-Familia Administrator formerly belonged to, but Administrator's possessive reference indicated the rumors about one hiding amid the populace were true. The monarch had indicated she was the one designing them, though. Were the Friends a collaborative effort between Queen Administrator and her Spirit? Administrator for their concept, the Spirit for turning ideas into reality?

"I think that would work. But Queen Administrator, please at least keep that secret unless Lili joins," Hestia said, appearing pained by her child's loose lips. "Mistakes happen. Lili, the Friends come fully grown if Administrator doesn't specify otherwise, so you don't need to start with a kitten if you don't want to."

The goddess's eyes lingered on Lili's ears and tail as she said that. The disguised pallum decided not to enlighten Hestia as to her actual race. The only big appeal of a cat would be how visibly intimidating it would be, and that same threat would keep Lili from taking it certain places.

"Can Queen Administrator do something exotic enough to be overlooked as Lili's protector?" Lili asked. "Everyone knows the Friends are big and dangerous. If Queen Administrator could make it, Lili would prefer something small and harmless-looking. Something happy staying in Lili's backpack or carried on her unless it's needed?"

Small and harmless looking, just like meee oh. Between that and Aiz Wallenstein's gold kitten, Lili had a wonderful idea. Unfortunately, she had to keep it to herself for the moment; Hestia was beginning to speak while her child nodded with abnormally normal-looking enthusiasm.

"It doesn't need to be exotic," Hestia sighed. "I literally did not want to know how dangerous her Friends are. Their list of weapons was long."

"Lili thinks you could make person-based animals!" Lili burst out, feeling genuine excitement for the first time in years. It was clear the others hadn't even considered it and she was proud to raise her own perceived value yet further. "A monster-maker would be scary. Guardians based on the person would be more obviously magical, but in a good way! Lili's could be small and harmless-looking like her, Aiz Wallenstein's swift and gold to match, and you could do the rest later!"

There was the briefest of delays as the other people in the room stopped to consider Lili's idea. This time, the Supporter was prepared for the resulting squeal and hug. She even managed to restrain herself to a small flinch away instead of a full-body reaction.

"See? See? I told you she would be perfect! Not even two hours and she provided a marvelous innovation!" Queen Administrator gushed, her expressed happiness seeming unusually normal. "Thank you for the excellent explanation, Lili! I can have her as a sibling, can't I, Hestia?"

While Lili wondered if she should remind Administrator that the Supporter wasn't an actual house-cat, Hestia smiled nervously and shrugged.

"That was always up to her. Could you go draw your idea for Lili's Friend while she and I talk about that?"

Queen Administrator nodded, detached from Lili, and skipped toward the bedroom. The monarch only stopped bouncing in the doorway to avoid hitting her head.

As soon as her child was out of the room, Hestia turned a nervous smile to Lili and lowered her voice slightly.

"First of all, you should know that you don't need to join our Familia if you don't want to. We'd be glad to have you, but we'll let you keep the Friend either way. Tiona's offer is also a good one; even if Loki and I don't get along, she does love her children and is far smarter than she lets on. It certainly isn't her chest that lets her lead the top Familia in Orario."

You couldn't help yourself, could you?

"Thank you, but Lili is aware she doesn't need to join Lady Hestia's Familia!" Lili said truthfully. "She still wants to!"

The Hestia Familia obviously wouldn't help her as much if she didn't, but it was technically an option. Plus, Lili couldn't even guarantee she hadn't stolen from anyone in the Loki Familia. The Supporter had been careful not to go after anyone belonging to such a powerful group, but Loki was well known to take in promising members of other Familia without a second thought. Someone might've joined after Lili had taken from them.

And honestly, Lili did actually want to join Queen Administrator's Familia. She didn't think any other Familia would value her magic or thoughts; to them, she'd just be a level 1 supporter with a useful skill and useless magic. Lili's ideas would be stolen, ignored, or both. Here, Queen Administrator wanted her because of Lili's intelligence and magic, not despite them.

"Right," Hestia said dubiously, clearly not believing the Supporter but unwilling to object to something that benefitted her. "I suppose we can return to that once you're actually freed. Just, if you don't join, please don't tell anyone the truth of Administrator's Friends."

"Lili promises not to tell!" Lili chirped with false cheer, well remembering Administrator's inclination toward homicidal solutions.

They would be of great help in letting Lili get revenge on the Soma Familia. Still, Hestia didn't appear to pick up on Lili's extra motivation and accepted the promise better than she had Lili's now-genuine willingness to join.

"Thank you. I really do appreciate it. Second, you should know that Administrator isn't... quite... all there. She even has a skill explicitly stating that she doesn't see the world how she should. She's consistent in her irregularity and wonderful when you get to know her, but it's the people who don't know her that I worry about. You heard how quick she was to consider killing? I think that's something her homeland encourages. Their children are given weapons before they can walk. Administrator said it was to keep the babies from reflexively blasting threats with 'comparatively exhausting' magic."

Lili's brow twitched as she kept it from furrowing. That kinda made sense for any Spirit children, but Queen Administrator was human, wasn't she? They didn't have that sort of magic. All spells were difficult without the Falna; there were some that could be managed without it, but they were weaker, more unstable, and had far longer chants. How could human children manage even the smallest magical attack without even being able to talk?

"All of them?"

Hestia hesitated and took a deep breath.

"I think so. I'm sorry, but I probably shouldn't say more unless you do join us; the less you know, the less you can accidentally reveal."

Lili wanted to roll her eyes. The goddess should've done some vague evasion, not say there was something there worth examining. Still, the Supporter would learn about it soon enough, so she chose not to lecture the goddess on proper secret-keeping.

"And that brings us to problem three," Hestia continued. "Administrator is on track to break the Sword Princess's record by, ah, rather a lot. Aiz's tutelage will help excuse some of that, but it'll still draw a lot of attention to us. That isn't something unique; you probably know about the Familia Curse, her homeland's space magic, and whatever other things the rumor-mill fixated on. I wouldn't be surprised if they already found out about how rudely she refused applicants, too."

"They did," Lili said helpfully. "Lili's favorite is 'moronic, title-chasing skin-sack of inadequately bioactive water and equally flawed bone.' Lili thinks Queen Administrator may have accidentally prompted a drinking game for inventing strange new insults."

Hestia closed her eyes and sighed.

"Of course she did. Queen Administrator is many things, but she's not subtle. Our Familia is going to draw a lot of attention over time and most of it won't be very friendly. As you now know, all that will get worse if they find out some of the other secrets Administrator is hiding. With all that in mind, are you sure you want to join? We'll still help you either way."

Lili's plan to burn the Soma Familia to the ground and escape with Cinder Ella hadn't been very subtle, either. And there was a stark contrast between Hestia's possibly-genuine concern and Soma's unrepentant apathy; since Lili had to pick a Familia to manage her eventual vengeance, she might as well choose one that could provide aid and possible companions. Even if the worst was true and Hestia's concern was a lie, Lili now had enough blackmail material to ensure they treated her well regardless.

"Lili is sure. Lili thinks it will be fun!"

…Lili honestly wasn't sure why that declaration seemed to make Hestia more uneasy than reassured. Hestia did remember that Lili was older than she looked, right? She wouldn't run through the house breaking things or any of the other things most children were allowed to do. Lili wasn't an adventurer, either; breaking things in houses was reserved for Soma.
 
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Chapter 27: You Had One Job
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AN: Searching for sketches other than the zergling was taking away from writing, so I'll have to break tradition and do without. :p



With Hestia and Lili discussing QA's Friend concept art, the shard-turned-human had been ushered upstairs to await Tiona's arrival and continue sketching more potential Friends. It was more enjoyable than she remembered it being with Danny Hebert; presumably, having friends to make Friends for appealed to Host's community-based brain. It somewhat appealed to Queen Administrator's original framework, too, but other shards didn't really have any use for Friends. They weren't dangerous enough to use as anti-shard weaponry, Queen Shaper was one of the only ones who appreciated their design, and their siblings often seemed upset the few times QA "Friendbombed" a Cycle. Admittedly, the most recent competition with Maker had gotten a little out of hand, but couldn't the others at least appreciate how quickly their primary experimental world was overrun?

Eventually, Queen Administrator heard a light thump on one of the church's twin doors and hurried to open it. Tiona generally indulged in heavier knocks, but carrying food may have changed which body part she needed to use for knocking.

Contrary to her expectations, Tiona Hiryute was not on the other side of the door. Instead, a red-eyed and white-haired human adolescent approximately Host's age stood beyond, shifting as though he needed to use the restroom or otherwise felt he should shortly be somewhere else. A small emblem QA didn't recognize was engraved on his light grey armor, located approximately adjacent to where part of his lungs would be.

"You are not Tiona Hiryute," Host's body automatically stated. Why it sometimes felt the needed to relay such obvious details, QA wasn't sure.

The white-haired adolescent quickly shook his head and bowed.

"I'm, um, I'm Bell Cranel. Hi? I'm so very very sorry and I know we just met, but could we please have a friendly sparring match? My goddess said it'd be good for me to challenge someone who started adventuring the same week as me. I'm sorry for the trouble, Your Majesty!"

Queen Administrator stared blankly at the adolescent human male as one of her older memories surfaced without prompting. With light grey armor and white hair, he possessed a strong resemblance to an adorable Terran rabbit. Bell's attitude, though...
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Bell's attitude resembled someone she'd rather not dwell on. He'd even been encouraged by someone who likely should've known better.


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Queen Administrator slammed the church door shut, shuddered, and strode back toward her Friends. She refused to create another Escalation, especially since Queen Administrator couldn't just kill Bell to make the annoying challenges temporarily cease. Neither Hestia nor Host would approve.

"...Um, Queen Administrator? Is that a no?"

Never again.

~ ~ ~

Hestia was starting to feel immensely relieved that Aiz had saved her from her day job. Bringing in a second, stealthily homicidal mini-Administrator would be bad enough, but then there was the fact that Lili was simply broken. Moreso than Administrator, even. Hestia's first child acted eerie from a lack of practice and simple ignorance. Lili's false happiness might as well have been painted on. Hestia had seen the child's face twitch numerous times in what were clearly suppressed reactions.

Lili hadn't lost her way. Much like Administrator, she didn't know what the path looked like to begin with. Lili said, out of Administrator's earshot, that she didn't possess the potential to be an adventurer and had instead become a Supporter, but Hestia was stuck wondering how much of that was nature and how much was nurture. Had Lili gotten any help trying to become one at all? If you didn't have someone teaching you how to fight, killing monsters would be terrifying. The goddess would need to encourage the child to try again at some point; she'd much prefer that Lili decide her role based on preference instead of perceived capability.

And horrid Heavens, the rest of Lili's tale was just as horrifying. The basis was bad enough, but the results were what really reinforced the situation in Hestia's mind. Falna-granted magic was almost always a reflection of who you were; the fact that Lili had received something to let her hide who she was? To change faces like most people changed clothes? The origins of such a spell were the stuff of nightmares. If Hestia hadn't just found out how utterly reprehensible Soma apparently was, she'd be tempted to begin heavy drinking. It was probably for the best that Hestia would, for the foreseeable future, likely feel disgust when considering alcohol; Lili didn't need any more reminders. Maybe Hestia could convince Hephaestus to stop buying his wares, too. She would try for Loki as well, but the rival goddess was likely to buy more out of sheer spite.

And it really was a shame that Lili felt she needed to hide herself; she'd even gone into the bathroom to change forms. Apparently, the girl was an adorable little pallum, a species that seldom grew to more than three-quarters the height of an average human. Lili herself hovered at around the two-thirds mark, putting her a full head and change below Hestia's own diminutive height. The goddess found it likely that malnutrition could be blamed for some of that; it sounded as though Lili had been outright starved for most of her early years.

The more she heard, the more Hestia wondered how much of Lili's selection was cold practicality and how much was very understandable concern. At the very least, Taylor's Curse had shown her to care about complete strangers. Administrator's abduction of Lili indicated that the monarch might also care, but it really was difficult to tell beneath the brutal practicality.

Lili pulled Hestia out of her thoughts by pointing at one of the sketches spread out across the table the goddess generally used for both meals and general company.

"Does Lady Hestia know why Queen Administrator would think that looked harmlesss? Lili thinks it looks more like a scary dungeon's monster."


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Hestia wanted to agree with Lili. She also wanted to whimper in a corner and wonder what kind of upbringing would make QA think that something made of claws and teeth would look harmless. Still, shunning one child in front of another was a good way to ruin the relationship between both. She'd just take QA aside in private and ask about it then.

"I did mention she can be a bit odd, didn't I?" Hestia replied with forced casualness. "Or it might just be there for contrast. All the others look fine, don't they?"

The supporter shifted and briefly scanned the half-dozen drawings on the table.

"Lili thinks they might look too harmless," the child admitted. "Cats eat tiny animals, but Lili thinks this just looks like a ball of fur with two goat horns. Lili thinks there might be a little mouth, but nothing big enough for biting."

Lili pointed at a sketch that looked like exactly that. Hestia took one look at it, remembered what Queen Administrator had said about her cat-Friends, and sighed.

"Knowing Administrator, it can probably straighten those horns or use them for some other weird attack," Hestia wryly remarked. "She really did manage to fit a lot more weapons in her Friends than just the teeth and claws that everyone sees and expects. Remember that they had enough situational awareness to notice you. I think that if she drew one for us, we should just assume it can protect you and go from there."

"Should Lili ask her?" Lili asked.

Hestia fixed her gaze on the all-too-innocent Supporter and carefully watched for the murderous impulses she knew to be there.

"If you can stand knowing all the ways it can kill things, definitely."

Judging by the slight wrinkling around her eyes, Lili would like that very much. Hestia wondered if the children would ever manage to become sane and productive members of society with them encouraging one another. There was enjoying knowing how something could protect you, and then there was wanting to know how it could kill things. Lili seemed to fall under the latter.

A knock at the door narrowly preceded Queen Administrator opening it with Tiona right behind her. Hestia hastily snatched the sketches off her table and hid them under a pillow.

"Hey-yooo!" Tiona cheerfully called, her arms laden with a number of small boxes. "I bring delicious food in great quantities! Oh, and you had one of Freya's kids at the door. Cute kid, solid equipment. Said he wanted to talk to Queen Administrator, so I told him you were busy with Familia stuff and to come back later."

Oh, that's not a good sign.

Hestia hadn't really given Freya's previous aid much thought, but there was a definite chance that the Goddess of Beauty could see the souls of both QA and Taylor. Still, Freya had reportedly supported Hestia's claim, so maybe she was just going to watch or play attempted matchmaker instead of interfering? Hestia certainly hoped so. Freya's Familia was one of the most powerful Familia in Orario and had the city's only living level seven, Ottar, as her Familia Captain. The only reason they were often thought of as weaker than the Loki Familia was that Freya was often more subtle and careful with her power; an honest assessment would view them as approximately equal.

"I do not want him to come back later," Administrator whined from behind the amazoness. "I specifically shut the door without responding in the hopes of dissuading him from future combat challenges."

'Combat challenges.' A duel? Such a format was likely to lead to a cooling body on the ground and possible reparations, meaning a likely loss of Administrator to Freya. Hestia definitely needed to cut that idea off at the neck.

"Then let me talk to him next time, please," the goddess said aloud. "I'll try to make him understand. Please don't fight him."

"Understood," Administrator readily agreed. "I've seen the conclusion of complying with such requests and do not wish to encourage him."

Lowercase-s seen or Seen, Hestia wanted to ask. However, with two people in the room who didn't know about Taylor and QA's Seer status, the goddess knew her question would need to wait.

"Soooo, didn't want to interrupt," Tiona says quickly. "But just to be sure, that is Lili, right?"

Hestia hesitated and looked to the undeniably adolescent pallum in their midst. Lili answered for them both.

"Lili was disguised to avoid her Familia," Lili explained shortly. "Lili is Lili."

The amazoness's gaze drifted down to a place that made Hestia want to cover her child-to-be with both hands. She knew that would just make matters worse, though.

"Disguised. Right," Tiona said dryly. "Unless she's padded her shirt now, I assume it was magical. Half the city saw her as a blatantly younger cat-person; that's not going to stay secret for long."

"Cat-ear headbands and tail-belts exist," Administrator countered. "Magic need not come into it. Most would dismiss other physical differences as a failure to remember."

Hestia somehow doubted that excuse would hold much water, but she supposed it was worth trying.

"Lili did usually wear a heavy cloak," Lili contributed. "Queen Administrator's excuse may work."

Tiona giggled and shook her head.

"Yeah, uh, wasn't that the one she took off you when you were first trying to make a break for it? That isn't going to help us here. And uh, you don't need to keep pretending to be happy. I don't think you're fooling anyone and it's kinda as, erm, odd as Administrator's own emotionless gig."

Lili snuck a glance at Administrator before responding.

"Lili is as happy as adventurers have made her be!" Lili chirped maliciously.

…Ooooookay? Apparently, Lili was fond of passive-aggressiveness. Who knew?

Tiona winced and shook her head again.

"Please don't judge all adventurers by what your Familia did. Yeah, there are some rotten leaves, but they've hardly corrupted the bundle."

"Lili's Familia were the worst, but they weren't the only ones," Lili said in that all-too-chipper voice. "Lili would prefer not to argue about it."

Tiona opened her mouth to argue, appeared to consider the request, and closed it with a pained smile.

"Yeah, okay. Let's just eat and get you out of that hellhole."

~ ~ ~

Dreamer stared at the shores of Soma's wine-lake and sighed. It wasn't as cut-and-dried a problem as she vaguely remembered Ishtar's captives being; Soma's trees truly craved the wine, the spring at the bottom seemed more depressed than malicious, and filtered streams brought joy and comfort to numerous other groups of trees within the greater forest.

There was a simple matter of capability, too. Dreamer had been able to let the others reject the more mundane narcotics Ishtar had brought to bear, but she apparently couldn't undo the wine's influence without running afoul of the Fates' warning. Ishtar's mind-control was an indirect effect of her power; Soma's wine could be considered his power itself.

Lachesis wasn't helping any. Dreamer knew it was a bad idea to bring the Fate here; with the other two Fates busy implementing the mundane automation aids Dreamer had pulled from Guest-self's records of Dreamer's homeworld, the Fate of the Past had taken one look at the lake and started drinking. Dreamer wasn't sure if the Fate of the Past's apparent foolishness was a symbol for how easy it was to notice past mistakes or if it was caused more by nurturing than nature.

"Good shtuff," Lachesis slurred before partially recovering. "Soma's work, right? It wasn't as good as it was with his Arcanum, but I loved seeing what he made when he got back. Hey, I wondered how it would taste with some ambrosia...?"

The inebriated Fate waved one hand and summoned a falling bowl of some gold-glowing cloudstuff above the lake. Dreamer hastily summoned a small toy plane to retrieve it and tackled the Fate before she could try again.

"Stop trying to break my Dream! I told you not to touch anything!"

"I didn't touch it," the Fate protested. "Trust me, it tasted great!"

"That is exactly what I'm afraid of!"

"You didn't even drink; why did you care?"

"For the last time, the outer parts of my Dream are not just dreams!"

~ ~ ~​

Soma paused and frowned down at the bowl he'd been so carefully adding ingredients to. He hadn't thought this variant showed much promise, but had that been just the smallest flicker of golden light within the depths? Perhaps he was closer to perfection than he'd believed.

It was just too bad he didn't have any friends to celebrate with. Every mortal he'd ever offered it to turned greedy and sordid without a second thought, and most gods chugged what he offered without even pausing to breathe. Disappointments, every last one of them.

~ ~ ~

"That was not an invitation to start trying to feed me alcohol, either! What part of 'I'm still underage' do you not understand?"

"Pssssh, you were basically a cute little baby goddess. You handled a little hard alcohol just fine; we did within a few years of being born."

"Feeding wine to a baby isn't even a little bit better!"
 
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Chapter 28: Step One
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AN: No, really, thank my patrons for this one. I was only able to work so long on this since I had delicious, quickly-made food to sustain me. Also thank @Sapient_Ham for searching the novel's text to answer a few canon questions I had; that saved me a good bit of time. As always, feedback and comments are appreciated!



"You really do have a serious alcohol problem."

"Hearing that from the black flower addict was pretty rich."

"That doesn't count! I need those!"

"I'd never heard that one before."

"No, really. You don't want to see what happens if I stop eating them."

"Still nothing new."

"...Go sit in time-out."

"And you even transitioned from denial that you had a problem to anger that someone questioned you! You really weren't helping your case any."

~ ~ ~

Lili had felt so confident in Queen Administrator's abilities when she'd first left the Hestia Familia's home. Approaching the sprawling home of the Soma Familia made her question all that. Its watchtowers towered over her like the spines of some great beast, its iron fencing and gates reminiscent of teeth and lips. Those gates were open, now, and Lili had spotted someone rushing inside to warn others of their arrival. Nobody ever reacted like that when Lili returned. At best, they ignored her instead of trying to steal any belongings she brought.

And it wouldn't do for a queen to find someone passed out along her route, would it? Not that Tiona would be tricked; the amazoness could probably smell anyone who'd slept there in weeks. Lili was glad she couldn't; she was afraid the mere scent of soma would steal her reason away and turn her into just another addict.

Still, there really wasn't anything forcing the Soma Familia to yield Lili. Orario's laws were made for the benefit of its gods, and those gods didn't like being told how to manage their Familia. The Guild was sometimes allowed to punish those who harmed other Familia, but that would actually harm Lili more than it would help her. If the Soma Familia refused to release her, there wasn't really anything Tiona or Queen Administrator could do. The Loki Familia could make their lives difficult, but Soma would just take that out on Lili.

The more she thought about it, the more reasons she recalled for why the Soma Familia might refuse to release her. She knew of the horrible things they did to get enough money for the wine soma, much of it illegal. With someone else's support, Lili thought she could get at least a few adventurers blacklisted and banned from Orario. Not many, though; she knew some of it happened, but she didn't have proof. There were only a few specific incidents she could remember in enough detail to get it, and only because the perpetrators were arrogant enough to brag about it.

The only hope she could cling to was the curse Queen Administrator's Spirit had laid upon Ishtar's Familia. Nobody sane or sensible would risk bringing that down upon themselves, least of all Soma. The curse had protected people from their own addictions and the effects of narcotics, if only for a little while. What would it do to those warped by Soma's wine? Even if their freedom was only temporary, how poorly would they view their own past actions? Or was it already too late for them?

The runner from earlier soon exited the Soma's Familia's main building and rushed to greet them. The brown-haired young man had to be relatively new; he hadn't yet developed the sunken-eye appearance of exhaustion that was so common among those who dedicated their lives and deteriorating minds to getting just one more sip of soma.

"Ah, hello? It's Queen Administrator and Amazon, isn't it?" he asked carefully.

His eyes skipped past Lili like she wasn't even there. Unsurprising. She'd donned her brown Supporter's cloak once more, and to adventurers, that made her just another part of the scenery.

"And Lili, a member of your own Familia," Tiona the Hiryute stressed.

The adventurer started to roll his eyes before remembering who he was speaking with. He quickly turned the motion into a nod of agreement.

"I understand," he lied. "Regardless, our Captain would like to speak with you. Could you follow me, please?"

Tiona blinked, appearing somewhat surprised by this turn of events.

"Inside?" the amazoness asked.

The adventurer gave her an odd look.

"Of course. His office is in there."

Tiona opened her mouth to object again, appeared to think better of it, and shrugged. Inviting friends into the home of a Familia was often reserved for the careless or close allies, it was true. The keen senses of an adventurer could let them learn an awful lot about a Familia's operations from just a glance. The faint smell of alcohol that pervaded the Soma Familia's home would be rather less faint indoors, Lili knew, and the blood shed by those fighting over Soma's wine would likely linger as well.

Lili soon needed to dismount, but clutched Sable's fur with one hand regardless. Their guide almost looked as though he was going to object to the presence of cats indoors, but took one look at Queen Administrator's expressionless visage and thought better of it. The Friends were even well-trained enough to wipe their paws on the entryway carpet, Lili noticed.

The route was familiar and almost as anxiety-inducing as it always had been. The only difference was that there was nobody to harass her along the way, nobody to examine her to see if she had anything worth stealing and selling to get yet more soma. The apparent extravagance of Soma's home concealed its rotten foundations to casual visitors and hopeful Familia applicants alike. A close inspection would reveal the inadequacies of their decorations: their scratchy red carpets were cheaper than they appeared, and the apparent gold fixtures weren't made from actual gold at all. Soma's Familia members would've stolen and sold them if they were; Lili had even seen someone breaking apart a chandelier once.

All too soon, she found herself shuffling into the opulent office of the Soma Familia's Captain, Zanis Lustra. Even with others beside her, the room was still massive. She'd long suspected that the sheer size and poor lighting was intended to make others feel very, very small. It worked.

When Lili approached Zanis, he'd always made a show of putting aside some document or another in a silent hint that he had better things to do than to discipline her. There was none of that for his current visitors; his desk was cleared and he deliberately showed every sign of giving them his full attention.

"Tiona Hiryute and Queen Administrator, I assume?" the Soma Captain asked smoothly, his eyes repeatedly wandering to QA's Friends. "It's a pleasure to meet you both. Please, take a seat. I am Zanis Lustra, Captain of this Familia. What business do you have with the Soma Familia? I do hope our little Liliruca hasn't caused you any trouble."

Zanis flashed a too-pleasant smile at Lili that promised punishment if she'd managed to do exactly that. Lili squeezed Sable's fur just a little harder as painful memories surfaced from even such a small action. She loathed Zanis most of all and regularly daydreamed about spreading his ashes in the wind; he was perhaps the only person aside from Soma in a position to truly help her, but he never had. The frequency with which he made things worse showed that he never would, either.

"We are here to speak with Soma," Queen Administrator answered emotionlessly, not moving toward the offered chairs. "Any trouble caused by Lili is, and will remain, well within acceptable margins."

…Lili honestly couldn't tell if that was a pointed threat or not. She'd need to ask Hestia later; she didn't want to find out what 'too much trouble' meant. For his part, Zanis paused to parse QA's words before shaking his head with apparent regret.

"I'm afraid that isn't so easy," Zanis said apologetically. "Soma generally supports the Familia through his famous wine and finds lesser affairs tedious. However, I have his utmost confidence; any business you wished to bring him, you can bring to me instead. Given the wonders he can produce, I think we can all see why he thinks his time is better spent there. Would either of you care for a drink?"

Absolutely not. Lili wanted to escape that horrid drink, not let others fall into the same trap. She doubted he'd be so stupid as to give Tiona superior soma, but Queen Administrator? Her Familia was weak and her Spirit reportedly exhausted. Fortunately, Queen Administrator promptly shook her head and answered for all those present.

"We would not," Queen Administrator tonelessly replied. "I am told that Soma's lake has too many hunched trees for that to be safe. Lachesis, however, rates it a seven out of ten with further improvement necessary."

Those assembled stopped to stare at the monarch Lili was once again beginning to doubt the sanity of. Lili had never heard of any 'Lachesis;' was that some obscure Spirit or deity from QA's homeland?

It seemingly took several seconds for Queen Administrator to realize that nobody knew what she was talking about. She soon sighed and elaborated.

"Soma's wine appears to be highly addictive to the sapient category known as 'mortals,'" the monarch translated. "Gods do not experience the same problems. I am not a god, and as I am not, I do not wish to taste it."

Zanis's confusion cleared, the Soma Captain appearing as though he was back on familiar ground.

"But are you not a queen?" Zanis persisted. "Surely you've sampled fine wines before. Could you not manage where your lessers would fall?"

Tiona looked as though she wanted to object to that, but had the self-control to confine herself to a mere glare. Zanis pretended not to notice.

"Most likely," Queen Administrator arrogantly admitted. "But that is a property of something other than my monarchy. Regardless, I would prefer not to take the chance. I appreciate the offer, but we've come to adopt Lili and would prefer to do so quickly. I do not believe she likes you very much."

You aren't supposed to say that, Administrator! Lili shuffled around so that Sable was between her and the adventurer Queen Administrator had just insulted. However, Zanis dismissed the rudeness with a laugh and a wave of his hand.

"Yes, well, you know how children can be. You tell them 'no' one too many times and they blame you instead of acknowledging fault."

Lili really did want to stab him right then. She'd tried years ago, but he was bigger, faster, and had seemingly been expecting such a thing. It had only earned her a contemptuous pummeling and days without food.

"Regardless," Zanis continued. "Is this 'we' the Loki or Hestia Familia? Last I checked, you and Miss Hiryute were not in the kind of relationship that ends in children. I believe rumor reserves that for you and Miss Wallenstein."

And he even has the nerve to tease them! As though he actually cares about someone other than himself!

Queen Administrator turned to frown at Tiona. The amazoness coughed and looked sheepish.

"Yeah, that's probably at least somewhat my fault. I did goad the others on; sorry. Just run under the assumption that the Hestia Familia wants Lili, would you? The Loki Familia won't be stepping in unless we need to."

Zanis laughed and nodded.

"Simple mischief can often get out of hand, true. As long as Lili agrees to it, I'm sure she and her equipment can be ceded for the fee of half a—"

"No," Queen Administrator bluntly interrupted.

The Soma Familia's Captain paused. Judging by Tiona's expression, she'd also be more comfortable with just paying and being on their way. Lili agreed; she assumed he'd been about to say 'half a million Valis' and she already had that much saved up. The Supporter assumed that having two high-profile adventurers in his office was making Zanis want to appear generous. Gods had paid far more in the past; Apollo, for example, was infamous for paying millions of Valis just for eye-candy. Lili still felt his asking price was absurd, but then again, it wasn't as though Zanis had any practice with letting people go. Nobody else wanted to leave the Soma Familia once they'd had their first taste of Soma's wine.

"I beg your pardon?" Zanis asked politely.

Queen Administrator seemed oblivious to his attempts at amiability and replied in her usual dead tone.

"You are proposing a transfer of funds in exchange for the freedom of one who wishes to escape you. That is the definition of human trafficking, a practice that is illegal in Orario. I will not aid in it."

That's an understatement. Lili doubted the market for it had vanished overnight, but it'd certainly been crippled by the Familia Curse laid by Queen Administrator's Spirit.

While Lili was dwelling on QA's apparent dislike of the practice, Zanis visibly bristled at the accusation. Lili knew better than to think the manipulative bastard actually cared; he believed showing offense would help him, so that was what he would do.

"This is hardly something so crude. We have raised Liliruca, cared for her—"

"Poorly," Queen Administrator interjected.

"—And guided her since she was born into the Soma Familia," Zanis continued doggedly. "The fee is just to compensate our Familia for everything it's already done for her. It is a common practice in Orario, as Miss Hiryute could well tell you."

Lili wanted to stay well out of the discussion, but that was too outrageous a claim to allow.

"Lili has already given a fortune to the Soma Familia!" Lili objected. "Lili didn't get a Status update or even food if Lili didn't!"

Even then, her food was often stolen by less productive members of the Familia. She'd been forced to hide money and purchase extra food in disguise just to avoid starvation.

Zanis's expression flickered to something darker in the moment before he covered it with regret. Judging by Tiona's Hiryute's sudden stiffening, she'd noticed the passing emotion just as well as Lili had.

"Alright," Zanis sighed. "I didn't want to reveal internal problems to outsiders, but it's clear you have an admirable amount of loyalty to someone you just met, Your Highness. I'm afraid the money is actually to pay off our little Liliruca's victims; it seems as though she's been stealing from other adventurers for quite some time and pocketing the proceeds. Is that truly the kind of person you want in your Familia?"

Queen Administrator barely even waited for Zanis to finish before responding. Lili herself hadn't even had time to grapple with Zanis's accusation; how had he even known? She'd been careful to wear a different disguise each time! It'd taken her some time to learn how to change her clothes, yet she'd managed even that in time and it wasn't as though most Supporters wore anything different.

"I doubt anyone could prove anything and it is irrelevant even if you could."

Zanis stared blankly at the monarch, apparently not having expected that response. Lili couldn't help but follow his example. How could Queen Administrator not care? Didn't the saying go 'once a thief, always a thief?' Lili didn't even regret stealing! All her targets were adventurers and deserved it!

"Could you repeat that?" Zanis requested, apparently unwilling to believe his ears.

Tiona snickered into one palm, apparently believing her own and finding Zanis's reaction amusing. Lili felt a flicker of perfectly reasonable dislike for how the amazoness was reacting to the situation. Lili's life was not a game! Yes, she found his confusion a little amusing as well, but she was the victim; she was allowed to find rare bits of joy where she could.

"I doubt anyone could prove anything and it is irrelevant even if you could," Queen Administrator obligingly repeated, then elaborated. "When deprived of essential resources, it is moral to steal them in order to prevent personal harm. Additionally, if you were aware of such hypothetical activities, benefitted from them, and directly or indirectly encouraged them, then that would make you an accomplice. Do you want the Soma Familia to be associated with theft?"

Zanis's too-pleasant mask was broken by shock. Like Lili herself, it seemed he hadn't actually expected someone to tie her actions to him. Unfortunately, he was able to transition to mild sorrow without issue.

"I am only trying to warn you," Zanis lied. "We only just found out about Liliruca's crimes, of course. We're deeply sorry our errant member seems to have dragged you so far into her web of lies—"

"We had never spoken when I decided to adopt her," Queen Administrator interrupted.

Zanis blinked, apparently still not yet prepared for Administrator's particular brand of strangeness. In all fairness, neither was Lili. The Supporter was amazed that Hestia seemed to have adapted so quickly.

"What?"

Lili had never seen him surprised so many times in one month, let alone a single conversation. It would probably be fun if they weren't talking wasn't about her.

"Queen Administrator isn't joking," Tiona confirmed. "Literally snatched fleeing little Lili off the street and began talking about her new sister."

Zanis's eyebrows crept toward the ceiling. Lili distantly wondered if they'd manage to escape his face entirely and make a mad dash for freedom.

"You cannot possibly be serious."

"Just said she was, didn't I?" Tiona cheerfully replied. "Right outside the Tower of Babel and in front of everyone. Could barely breathe, I was laughing so hard. There's a street full of witnesses who saw it and probably spread word all across Orario by now."

This latest news finally seemed to give Zanis pause. Why, Lili wasn't sure; he'd never before hesitated to risk the Soma Familia's reputation in the name of higher Familia revenue. The only reason the Soma Familia's name wasn't mud was that other adventurers were just as corrupt as they were.

"What did Queen Administrator do in public, exactly?" he asked carefully.

Tiona raised her hands and began checking points off on them.

"Argued about how it didn't count as kidnapping if she was just adopting Lili, promised to help Lili escape from the Soma Familia after Lili loudly expressed her wishes and said nobody cared when she cried, hugged Lili, happily talked about how she'd take good care of her new sibling, and so on. Went on for several minutes, you know? There was a whole thing."

Zanis steepled his fingers and lapsed into a long silence.

"Very well," Zanis finally conceded. "Due to the Hestia Familia's destitution, I suppose we can waive the departure fee. I still believe you are making a mistake. However, if you truly wish to accept a manipulative thief into your Familia, I suppose that is your prerogative. As your Familia member, any necessary restitution for her crimes will, of course, be your responsibility."

"As previously mentioned, you are unlikely to have proof of any such claims. Attack my new sister's reputation and my Friends will tear you to shreds," Queen Administrator said in what could charitably be called a pleasant tone of voice. To most everyone else, she just sounded happy about threatening murder. Pleasant and happy were not supposed to be the same thing.

There was a long pause while both Zanis and Tiona stared at Queen Administrator in shocked silence. Honestly, Lili was surprised it'd taken this long for the threats to start; a Familia Curse would've been a rather massive stick to wave around, yet Queen Administrator hadn't so much as mentioned that possibility. Still hadn't, actually.

"Are you threatening me?" Zanis eventually asked, aghast. "In my own Familia's home, when Orario's laws are on my side, while I am well within earshot of dozens of reinforcements, after I've already agreed to your unreasonable demands, and when I am a higher level than you? Are you truly a queen or merely a brainless thug?"

"She isn't threatening you, exactly," Tiona demurred. "She's just talking about how upset she'd be if someone went and accused her sibling of something she's clearly innocent of. Nothing wrong with that. But since we're apparently discussing our levels: I am level five, you know."

Queen Administrator sighed.

"Tiona Hiryute, I appreciate the attempted assistance, but please let me threaten this ignorant peasant without interference."

Tiona's hand met her own forehead with an audible clap. Lili could sympathize; hadn't the monarch ever heard of plausible deniability? As long as you could skitter around a deity's questions and tell technical truths, you could make yourself look innocent when you really weren't. Outright admitting it could cause problems later.

"Gods damn it, Administrator, how am I being the smart one right now?" Tiona groaned.

"You're not as dumb as you like to say you are," Queen Administrator promptly replied before turning her attention back to Zanis's flabbergasted form. "Unlike monsters, my Friends are perfectly capable of being far stronger than I am without rebelling. My flesh is fragile; theirs is armor. My teeth are small and puny; theirs are sharp and possess a paralytic toxin currently curable only with an Elixir. Friends: Maces."

The tails of the two cats flanking Queen Administrator rapidly stiffened to fluffy brushes. Lili wasn't impressed until a straightened bit of fur scratched the polished wood floor with an audible screech. Zanis started and stared at the gash left behind, his expression unreadable.

"I do not possess a tail, but theirs are made of needles," Queen Administrator concluded. "Why would a Queen be guarded by something weak? Please learn when to accept a loss, Soma Captain. I am adopting one member when your Familia consists of dozens. You are utterly irrelevant to me after that; I have no intention of pursuing any past slights as long as you refrain from making future ones."

Speak for yourself, Lili thought rebelliously.

"Then why in Heaven's name are you threatening me?" Zanis demanded. "I've already agreed to waive the fee for Liliruca's departure."

A tiny white form fell from the ceiling and lightly bounced off Zanis's head. The adventurer blinked, looked up at the distant ceiling, and (presumably) tried to figure out where it could've fallen from. Lili had no idea, either. Maybe if a mouse kicked it off a shelf or a spider kept it in its web for a little while…?


~ ~

"I didn't give you popcorn so you could throw it at people!"

"But he was being annoying! He totally deserved it!"

"…You're the kind of horrible person who throws peanuts at actors, aren't you?"

"Only if they were bad."

~ ~

Queen Administrator dragged their attention away from the odd white thing by pretending the interruption hadn't occurred at all.

"You were clearly implying you would tell unproven and/or harmful claims of my new sister's alleged crimes," Administrator observed. "I would consider that an attack on my family. As a Monarch, it is my duty to react to attacks on my family with whatever weapons are available to me. I sought to discourage such an irritating, unnecessary conflict from ever occurring. Meanwhile, threats are a direct and memorable method of dissuasion. Summarized: Once Liliruca Arde is my sister, I have no intention of taking further action against you or the Soma Familia unless you start such an unnecessary battle yourself, presumably from sheer spite. Is this explanation sufficient?"

Zanis drummed his fingers atop his desk for several seconds before sighing and answering.

"I believe it was unnecessary," he lied. "But yes, I can see how you decided on such a crude solution. Very well. I will keep what I know of Liliruca's 'alleged' crimes to myself unless you decide to throw the first stone. Should I die of unclear causes or you take further action against my Familia, then I will no longer hesitate to share what I know. Do we have an agreement?"

Queen Administrator's nodded as soon as he finished speaking.

"Correction: What you believe, not what you know. We will also continue escorting Lili while her Falna is being altered. Apart from that, those terms are acceptable."

No they are not! Wasn't Queen Administrator supposed to help Lili not only get free, but also get revenge? Why was she giving in so soon? If it was because of the threatened fee, Lili would gladly pay that!

Zanis grimaced and looked at the two Friends, oblivious to Lili's growing disgruntlement with the situation.

"I can let you and Miss Hiryute in to see him, but your cats will need to stay here or outside the house. Animals are strictly forbidden inside or near Soma's workshop; it wouldn't do for his wine to be contaminated by animals, would it? That is a policy I could not change even if I wanted to. Miss Hiryute should be more than enough to protect you."

"Understood," Queen Administrator allowed.

After a short delay, Zanis pushed himself upright and began moving toward the doors. He even pointedly walked within striking distance of Queen Administrator and her Friends, a demonstration of confidence that was rather thoroughly undercut by Tiona's giggling. Zanis really wasn't used to people he couldn't push around, it seemed.

The path after was one Lili hadn't traveled in months; she'd refused to pay the monthly quota for a Status update and wasn't allowed to enter Soma's rooms for any other reason. Nobody was. She just hoped the god was in a good mood and would forgive the transgression.



He wasn't. Zanis had barely opened the door when the god spoke up, surrounded by glassware and busy adding strange powders to a wooden bowl.

"Not update time," Soma said shortly, not bothering to look up from his work. "Get out."

"Ah—" Zanis glanced at Queen Administrator and shook his head. "My Lord, Liliruca Arde wishes to leave the Familia. Immediately, if possible."

"I don't c—" Soma began, then blinked and stopped speaking.

The god's movements slowed as he seemingly came to realize what his Captain had said. He carefully put down the wooden bowl of purple liquid he'd been examining and turned to the group he'd considered intruders mere moments before. It took him a moment to find Lili with three others towering over her, but find her he did.

"You want to leave?" Soma asked, seemingly puzzled by the very idea.

"Since Lili—" Lili began. Was little.

"She does," Zanis interrupted shortly. "Queen Administrator has offered to take her in and she appears to—"

Soma held up one hand for silence, his eyes still fixed on Lili. The Supporter didn't know what to make of Soma's apparent expression; he'd always appeared as though he didn't care about anything, but now he appeared interested. Kind, even. She honestly wasn't sure if it was for the benefit of their visitors or if the god truly did find the idea so unthinkable. Perhaps he did; his wine was terrifying. Even Lili had been enthralled for a time; if adventurers hadn't stolen her rightful shares and allowed her to save up enough for more, she might've become just another mindless thrall.

"I wish to hear it from… Liliruca, wasn't it? Let her speak for herself, Zanis."

"We have already discussed it," the Familia Captain protested. "The rest would merely be a waste of your time. You appointed me to avoid such delays, did you not?"

"Then you can stop wasting more time by objecting," Soma rebuked. "This is a matter of my art, Zanis. Lili, you truly don't wish to have more soma? I should have a few spare bottles laying around. You can have them."

I want them.

The supporter shook her head violently and tried to discard her happy mask. It persisted anyway; something told her that letting it go around enemies would only end badly. And no matter how he was acting, Soma did still know about his Familia's horrors, Lili knew, and he'd never cared before. It was best to just answer his questions and get away.

"Lili does not," Lili replied as firmly as she could. "Lili had it when she was first inducted into the Familia and is terrified of what another taste would do."

The god's brow furrowed further, his initial confusion almost completely replaced by interest. Was it because Lili rejected it where all others wanted more? Gods did always seem attracted to new experiences and marvels, certainly, but she thought the effects of his wine were the point. The bottles they sold outside the Familia weren't half as potent and were, after all, considered failures.

"I remember that batch," Soma murmured. "Some of my better work, I think. And… yes, there were others who tried it. How long have you felt like this? Be as precise as possible."

Lili bit down her reflexive answer and tried to cast her memory back. There'd been the overwhelmingly wonderful taste and more happiness than she'd previously felt, of course, but its tantalizing lure had only held her for so long. The aftermath had left her shaken and horrified. She hadn't been that happy when she brought money for her reckless parents, when she'd received the rare piece of candy or extra food, or even when she'd found an unbroken toy horse with flaking paint outside one of Orario's residential districts. The casual cruelty and abuse of adventurers hadn't helped any; one party had almost let her die to a monster and even refused to heal her afterward and the rest weren't much better. She'd only managed to tolerate their actions by clinging to the distant promise of more soma. The massive contrast between what she'd felt while drinking soma and what she'd felt before and afterward eventually left her miserable instead of wanting more.

She'd fled the Soma Familia, then, and had briefly managed to find happiness assisting a pair of elderly flower-sellers. That, too, had faded; adventurers from the Soma Familia found her, ransacked flower shop from greed, and left Lili to return to a pair that no longer welcomed her. She'd been devastated at the time, but Lili understood why they hadn't wanted anything to do with her after that. They didn't need to look at her as though she'd helped the rest of Soma's Familia, though. It hadn't been her fault; she'd just wanted to hide.

"Within months of when Lili first tasted it," Lili said aloud. "It made Lili too happy and she was left miserable once the effects faded. Lili has avoided it since."

Soma slowly took a seat atop a nearby stool, his distant interest giving way to even more unusual excitement. Lili doubted that emotion could mean anything good for her, but she knew that saying that would just get her in even bigger trouble. Shooting a pleading glance at Queen Administrator and Tiona Hiryute only earned her a mildly confused frown from QA and an encouraging smile from the amazoness.

"Absence has never stopped any other mortal," Soma persisted. "That was one of the first things I tried. They just wanted it more."

"She just doesn't appreciate—" Zanis began.

"Leave us, Zanis," Soma interrupted irritably. "I'm busy and won't ask a third time."

The Soma Captain stared at his god in silent shock, his mouth still hanging open. Eventually, he shook his head and moved out of the room in what likely would've been an angry stomp had he not been around delicate glassware. He tried to leave the heavy door cracked open as he left, Lili noticed, but Tiona soon shut it with one shoulder. It might not entirely prevent eavesdropping, but it'd at least make it a little harder.

"As I was saying," Soma began again. "No other mortal has opposed their baser urges since I first tried to share my better works with them. You don't appear to have properly appreciated it, either, but rejection is a far different response than any have shown before you. A better response. Are there any others in the Familia like you?"

Lili immediately shook her head, anger and regret filling her in equal amounts. Even the rare individuals who didn't try to hurt Lili were still hopelessly addicted to Soma's wine; Soma knew that and kept giving it to them anyway. How dare Soma be happy the one time someone rejected his creations?

"Pity," the god sighed. "And it would be cruel to make you try it again. Very well. Sit down so we can get your Falna altered. I would like to continue speaking of this later, but I'll need time to think of more questions."

Lili scampered over with alacrity. She would've been perfectly content to have her Falna updated in silence, but it wasn't to be; she hadn't managed to raise her shirt when Queen Administrator spoke up.

"Why would it be cruel to force Lili to ingest addictive substances when you regularly do so with others?" Queen Administrator asked. "I could understand your actions if you were solely interested in the resources they contribute, but you appear happy that someone finally resisted conversion."

Please stop talking, Lili wanted to tell her. Being rude to a god was never a good idea; their moods could flip in an instant and they seldom tolerated impudence from mortals.

Soma looked at the monarch as though he'd completely forgotten she existed and could care less about that fact. He didn't even bother to look away from Lili's now-exposed back as he answered.

"It's the difference between taking the goblet themselves and having it forced upon them," Soma answered curtly. "To force it upon her would be barbaric. I don't make anyone do anything; they take the test of their own will, and they all fail. I even keep my greater works from the public so they are not caught unaware."

Queen Administrator hesitated long enough for Soma to actually begin updating Lili's Status. The Supporter kept waiting for something to go wrong. Zanis had probably been eavesdropping some; would he barge in and ruin everything?

"While I am here, I am supposed to relay the following from Lachesis: 'Your quarter-assed attempt at a Familia was unbecoming of one who strove for perfection. Your Captain was an annoying ass who shouldn't have been allowed near kids unsupervised and your business practices were disgraceful.' Message ends."

Why are you relaying an insult? Lili wanted to scream. Was the monarch trying to ruin Lili's chances of escaping?

Contrary to her expectations, however, Soma's tone indicated he was more intrigued than upset, albeit not enough to stop updating and altering Lili's Status.

"Lachesis? The Fate? I hadn't realized she'd descended. Are she and her sisters in Orario?"

Queen Administrator hesitated and, for the first time since Lili had met her, began to fidget. The stark difference between her impassive expression and nervous actions was rather glaring.

"The Fates are still in Heaven," the monarch admitted. "I am, approximately, a prophet with one degree of separation."

Then someone Administrator knows talks to Lachesis? That wasn't very prophetic at all. That was just being a normal follower of a prophet. Still, the declaration was enough for Hiryute to raise her eyebrows and look at the monarch with clear interest instead of getting her to stop talking. Soma also paused his work on Lili's Falna for the briefest of moments before continuing.

"That's against the rules we set up," Soma said dismissively. "You were tricked."

His piece said, he seemingly put Queen Administrator out of his mind and focused on the work ahead of him. Lili waited for the monarch to inevitably object and endanger her freedom again. It didn't take long.

"Correction: Leaving Heaven or using their powers on the mortal world is against the rules. Mortals are allowed to travel most of the way themselves for the purposes of discussion and guidance. Mortal offerings may also be received even if few continue with such a practice when descended deities walk the land; this can include letters."

Soma was silent for quite some time before replying, his tone uncharacteristically harsh.

"That is extremely dangerous, child. Who risked their life so I could receive a mere greeting? I hadn't thought Lachesis to be so careless with mortal lives."

"No lives were risked in the acquisition of her message," Queen Administrator said shortly. "There are methods you apparently do not know of and I am not supposed to share them. I merely delivered her message."

"She should've delivered such a useless message herself," Soma rudely replied, apparently annoyed. "Get out so I can finish updating Lili's Status in peace."

Finally. Lili would need to ask Hestia if she was allowed to undercut her future Familia Captain; watching the monarch trample over Soma's passing goodwill was stressful. Lili would hate to see Queen Administrator get them in trouble just because she couldn't tell when she was being rude.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Nothing went wrong. Nobody attacked them as they waited for Lili's Update to be finished; there were none of the bloodstains that indicated someone tried to attack or kidnap QA's Friends; and they didn't even see Zanis on their way out of the building. Tiona was uncharacteristically quiet until they'd left the Soma Familia's mansion, but leave they did. Oddly enough, it seemed as though Lili had stopped smiling the one time she had something worthy of happiness. Queen Administrator truly didn't understand humans sometimes.

At least Host had revealed herself to be even more productive than Queen Administrator had realized. Apparently, she'd managed to make contact with three individuals in Heaven, the 'Fates,' and found them useful enough to relay the occasional message. Host had lapsed back into dreaming afterward, but it was still impressive that she'd managed so much all on her own. She would've had to develop the relevant communications arrays herself, too, which only made Queen Administrator prouder. Host really was becoming a proper shard.

Tiona soon skipped ahead and began walking backward, her eyes fixed on Queen Administrator's new sibling.

"Right!" Tiona began briskly. "Congratulations on your freedom, Lili! I've been where you are, kinda, so let me fill in the inevitable 'things will go wrong' impression you're probably feeling."

Queen Administrator didn't understand why Tiona felt she needed to humor such thoughts. The Monarch could, with sufficient warning, kill anything that threatened them. End of story. There was no reason to present something as worthy of ruining the good mood Lili should've had, but was currently failing to properly display.

"Anyway," Tiona continued. "I'm pretty sure they're going to say you were misinterpreting things and that their Familia had no idea that you were so miserable. Clear bullshit, I know, but that's life."

This news seemed to shock Lili out of her stupor. The Supporter whipped her head around to glare at the amazoness, her false happiness thoroughly discarded. Queen Administrator tried to expresses happiness to encourage the contrast, but Lili didn't appear to notice and/or care.

"They beat Lili!" QA's new sister objected.

Tiona shook her head and expressed unhappiness. Archival note: Unhappiness is 'frowning.'

"I'm not saying your suffering didn't matter, but when it comes to excuses? Three words: 'pain tolerance training.' There are a couple Familia who genuinely believe it helps people survive and they provide cover for all the abusive assholes."

That does sound somewhat sensible, actually. Human pain had clearly transitioned from a mere warning into debilitating dissuasion somewhere along their evolutionary path. Queen Administrator could see the application in non-sapient species, but shouldn't sapients know better? Then again, humans did seem to have a disturbing tendency to avoid their problems until forced to acknowledge them. Perhaps painful pain was a necessity. Queen Administrator still hated feeling it, though, so she'd skip such training and would avoid encouraging others to put her through it.

"What of the starvation?" Administrator asked instead.

"Same deal. What'stheirname, uh, Ares... Rakia! The horribly warlike country off to the west? Anyway, in some parts of Rakia, the children put up for military training are underfed so much that they need to steal to avoid starvation. I don't really get the reason for the 'encouraging theft' part, honestly. But anyway, the main idea is to ensure that hunger doesn't distract them in combat and it supposedly works pretty well. Honestly, I think it's a dumb excuse here since it's easier to take quick food breaks in the Dungeon than during a big army-battle. It's one Soma can use, though, so I suspect they will."

Queen Administrator tried to make sense of the idea of not merely forcing children to utilize their resources well, but to deliberately deprive them of adequate amounts. It was nonsensical. Perhaps Rakia's frequent warfare was due to lingering bitterness that individuals in other countries could have what they didn't? Instilling the mindset necessary for a given goal seemed like a more sensible reason than the one they publicly provided.

Still, the fact that Tiona could predict enemy plans was in and of itself a sign that her brain was adequately functional and at least average among humans.

"You are not stupid," Queen Administrator told Tiona yet again.

Human memories seemed to require extensive repetition in order for humans to reliably recall them. Even Queen Administrator's attempts at creating archival notes were more wishful thinking than anything else. QA wasn't sure if repetition would help teach someone who rejected a lesson, but she could at least make Tiona understand that QA believed in her abilities.

Tiona frowned and waved one hand into the air.

"That's not planning or any of that shit. I just enjoy gossip and I've heard similar excuses before. Anyway, uh, I know your Familia is pretty short on cash and all, so do you want me to buy Lili a puppy or something? It might help. I think Loki already bought a few for those of Ishtar's Familia that we took in. There should still be a few left in the litter."

Lili adopted her falsified smile like it'd never vanished to begin with. Queen Administrator was starting to dislike that expression; why would you signal happiness when you were feeling anything but? It was an excellent way to accidentally provide unhelpful feedback to others and encourage them to do more things that you disliked. An emotionless visage was far safer.

"Lili appreciates that Tiona would think of her, but Lili will already be getting a pet from Queen Administrator."

...Oops? Apparently, there was a downside to casually disseminating secrets to close allies: human communications did not automatically come with specified information permissions. QA would need to be sure that secrets were properly noted as such in future interactions.

Tiona blinked and turned hopeful eyes on the shard-turned-human before her.

"You're giving out Friends now? If so, sign me up; that tail thing was great. Did you overrule whatever said you weren't allowed to?"

Queen Administrator spent several seconds silently thinking of a sufficiently truthful response. Refusing to outright lie had served her quite well thus far and would likely continue doing so in the future.

"The rules were intended to prevent reckless dissemination and negative attention," Queen Administrator replied eventually. "Friends are also expensive to grow and bring; they must consume—"

No, she couldn't tell Tiona that they needed a number of Magic Stones. Queen Administrator had already told Aiz that her Friends had never eaten any before.

"—A specific diet toxic to most other creatures or a large number of Magic Stones. The latter is ideal for a combat subtype, but can be understandably difficult to provide."

"So... my question?" Tiona prompted.

Queen Administrator sighed to express exasperation.

"I had not yet finished. Lili is to be family, and is thus easily permitted. Aiz Wallenstein has formally classified me as her student and is apparently considered a master of her specialty; I can excuse her as a :COUSIN:—"

The two humans walking near Administrator simultaneously stumbled and reached for their own heads, involuntary sounds of moderate pain escaping both. Tiona managed to ignore her own pain long enough to catch Lili before QA's new sibling could hit the cobblestones below.

...Oopsie? She'd meant to say that in the purely auditory human-speech, not a bastardized variant of shard-speech.

"What the fuck was that supposed to be?" Tiona groaned, still pressing against her forehead with one hand. "Fucking hell, that feels like someone just pounded a tent stake into my brain. I mean, fuck! Don't do that!"

Lili nodded in silent agreement, both hands still pressing against her own head.

Archival note: Human-adapted shard-speech may be usable as an improvised weapon. Avoid using near allies.

"I apologize. I did not intend to say it like that. However, could you please stop swearing? I may be forbidden future contact if Hestia is like my former parental figure."

"How the fuck do you accidentally—" Tiona hesitated and shook her head. "—Say something about a crystal spire that isn't yours...? Did you just shove a damned memory in my mind? Shit, that'd be pretty cool if it didn't sting like fury."

Queen Administrator paused. That transmission should've been little more than indecipherable noise to normal humans. Tiona's status as a pseudo-pseudo-host may have helped, but Queen Administrator hadn't realized that came with the interpretation structures necessary for understanding. For her to recognize even the idea of an :AUNT: or :UNCLE: was at once impressive and baffling. :MOTHER: couldn't have been planning on converting successful humans to shards, could she? There weren't enough local rewards for intellectual pursuits for that to make sense. Successful adventurers couldn't contribute much more than knowledge of small unit tactics utilizing humanoids.

The more she learned about this experimental world, the less support any of Queen Administrator's ongoing theories received. Confirmation would be slow, too; she likely wouldn't receive it until the experiment was concluded.

"It was the conveyance of an idea, but yes. Again, I apologize for the mistake and am amazed you understood any of it. I meant to say—" QA concentrated on saying it through only Host's original primary communication method. "—'cousin.'"

Tiona let out a weak chuckle, still rubbing at her forehead with one hand and supporting Lili with the other. For once, the shapeshifter didn't seem to mind the close contact.

Archival note: Pain may render humans more amenable to shows of affection and/or balancing aids. Do not deliberately cause pain lest they be tempted to reciprocate; test when opportunities are provided.

"The betting pool isn't going to be happy... actually, never mind. I don't think that's stopped them before. Seriously though, how the hell do you accidentally shove an idea in someone's mind? Is that just how people talk where you come from?"

"It is an inferior approximation, but yes. Please refrain from sharing this information with others; it could be problematic."

Tiona flapped one hand in yet another gesture Queen Administrator didn't recognize.

"No complaints there. Am I at least allowed to tell them that you're probably all mages? It's not like you've been subtle about that."

"You may," Queen Administrator allowed. "However, this permission should not be taken as confirmation. Supplementary: You are not stupid."

The pseudo-pseudo-host let out a weak laugh and started to shake her head, then winded and halted the motion.

"That's basically confirmation, you know. And are you just going to keep saying that until I agree with you? Because you should know I'm more stubborn than that."

"You interrupt or oppose me whenever I attempt a longer explanation and conveying it normally would apparently harm you. Repetition may help you learn."

"That's not the way it works, Administrator."

"You are not arguing as vehemently as you were earlier today."

"Because you just shoved a dagger in my brain!"

"Understood."

Archival note: Pain may make humanoids more amenable to changes in personal beliefs and/or changes to self-esteem.

"Don't you 'understood' me, I know what you're thinking. It was not a fucking invitation to go and do it again! I'm saying that's why I'm protesting less, not that I'm agreeing more!"

Archival addendum: Humans may become moderately agitated when considering the idea of using pain to further teaching methods. Avoid implying such in the future.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Lili silently seethed as she stepped into the Hestia Familia's underground home, her mask firmly in place. She'd technically achieved her freedom — she doubted it could be this easy and kept waiting for something to inevitably go wrong — but it sounded as though she was back to her original plan of needing to get revenge herself. It wasn't as though Zanis would just leave her alone; she'd seen before what running away got her. She'd thought he might accept a bribe to look the other way, but she hadn't even provided that. All Queen Administrator had done was threaten him and push him around, neither of which were things likely to encourage him to leave Lili be.

She'd hated Soma for his apathy before, too, and now she was infuriated by his interest. She'd been in his Familia for her entire life and he hadn't taken a second look at her, but as soon as he realized she might be interesting after all, his opinion flipped? How dare he?

She was grudgingly willing to acknowledge that Tiona might not be entirely deserving of her hatred, though. The amazoness didn't need to warn Lili about the excuses Zanis spewed; Tiona had still previously walked past Lili without caring, but the adventurer at least didn't want to make it worse. When it was convenient for the Hiryute to help, she would. She'd even caught and kept Lili walking after Queen Administrator's... thing. Lili was still horrified by the idea that the monarch could momentarily incapacitate a first-class adventurer by accident. Admittedly, Tiona handled it better than Lili did and appeared to be all better by the time they parted ways at the church; Lili still had a slight headache to contend with. She was amazed Administrator didn't. Was Queen Administrator even human at all? Hestia hadn't exactly said QA's nation had normal humans in it, and she did act rather suspiciously when Lili asked about the magic of their children.

"How would you like to get vengeance upon Zanis?" Queen Administrator abruptly asked, startling Lili out of her brooding.

"What?" Lili asked automatically, still trying to understand what the monarch had just said.

"In what manner would you prefer to get revenge upon Zanis?" Queen Administrator repeated. "You clearly loathe him. It should be easy to arrange a fatal encounter in the Du—"

"Administrator!" Hestia's muffled voice called from the bathroom, seemingly scandalized. "You are not offering to kill someone! Do I need to set up some bizarre version of a swear jar? Because I will if you make — ugh, I do, don't I? I'll go find something tomorrow..."

Lili blinked and tuned out the exasperated goddess. The Supporter really had thought that Queen Administrator would be satisfied with the non-aggression pact they'd agreed to. The only person left unhappy about it seemed to be Lili herself.

"Lili thought everyone but her was happy with the truce. Why would Queen Administrator want to break it?"

"One moment, please," QA said, then raised her voice to respond to Hestia. "I do not know what that is. Summary: Lili has been freed from Soma. His captain, Zanis... last name cannot be recalled, but he appears to be both spiteful and greedy. The temporary truce between us is likely to be broken as soon as their Familia deems it advantageous to do so. Tiona believes they have an excuse for their behavior that Orario will largely find acceptable. Soma is unwilling to accept constructive feedback. Soma appeared pleased that Lili was not addicted to his product. Lili innocently revealed the fact that I will be making a Friend for her; I managed an excuse before it could become problematic. I accidentally spoke to Tiona and Lili in a manner that hurt their brains. It may be worth attempting to weaponize this ability. Summary ends."

Briefing delivered, Queen Administrator rotated her neck to look back down at Lili.

"One: he hurt you and you want to hurt him in return," Queen Administrator explained. "Two-A: I do not believe him to be intelligent enough to maintain the Soma Familia's current state forever; it is likely that he will lose power eventually. When he does, I believe he will harm as many people as possible in his death throes. Two-B: That assumes he does not betray us immediately, which his personality type seems compatible with. Three: His reaction to the public nature of your declaration indicates that he has a potentially viable damage control scheme in mind. We should undercut that plan with damage he hadn't planned for. Four: I dislike how quickly Soma dismissed Lachesis's well-intended advice. He appeared to be well aware that the caustic wording poorly concealed genuine concern. Five: Their god knows of your transformation spell. He may have shared this information with others. Six: Assassinations are easy. Interpersonal interactions are harder."

Hestia slipped out of the bathroom with her arms crossed and an expression that couldn't decide whether it wanted to be exasperated or stern.

"Do I really need to start teaching you about politics just so you stop trying to kill people as your first solution?" Hestia grumbled. "Honestly, I was already going to tell Hephaestus about them. She has a lot of people beholden to her and she can get a lot of people to stop buying soma in a short period of time. It might not satisfy you as much, but it has the advantage of being both moral and legal."

That would just make them hate Lili more, she knew. Queen Administrator had the right idea; people died in the Dungeon all the time. The only problem was that Zanis seldom entered the dungeon and focused more on managing the Familia. Or at least, Lili thought so. That might've just been a rumor he spread so people didn't try to ambush him down there. She hoped it was a rumor he spread, even.

"More weapons are always welcome," Queen Administrator allowed. "If you can present a non-violent plan that satisfies Lili's requirements, it would be welcome. A mere embargo is insufficient."

No such plan exists. Soma's Familia could recover from a boycott and come back angrier and more spiteful than ever. Lili wouldn't feel safe until their estate was gone and their horrid god returned to Heaven.

'Weapon,' Hestia silently mouthed, her eyes widening.

"If you count something like that as a weapon," Hestia began hopefully. "Did you maybe mean a whistle when you talked about arming babies...?"

Queen Administrator appeared to consider this idea.

"Closer to primed crossbows," the monarch admitted.

Hestia's hope died a painful death, the goddess hanging her head in apparent despair.

"And just for a moment, I'd thought your country might've been somewhat sane," Hestia quietly mourned. "Silly me. That's worse than a knife."

"We are perfectly sane," Queen Administrator protested, then stopped and appeared to think better of it. "Addendum: Most of us are sane, and we are far less irrational on average."

Hestia's head snapped back up, the goddess appearing infuriated by the mere claim. Lili resisted the urge to hide behind Queen Administrator; the Supporter was not a child.

"You arm your children and experiment on each other! That is not anything approaching reasonable!"

"The benefits far outweigh the downsides. It also makes sense in context," Queen Administrator deflected. "And doesn't Lili require additional actions before she is considered a member of our Familia?"

Hestia shot Queen Administrator a look that promised further arguments in the future, then transitioned to a kindly smile for Lili's benefit.

"I am so sorry," Hestia apologized sheepishly. "Administrator's people seem to have a whole book's worth of issues. You'll get used to it."

Lili felt she was already approaching that point. The baby-crossbows, Friends, and painful speaking were all weird, but since 'normal' was dictated by adventurers, she'd welcome every little difference she could uncover. Having someone willing to help with her revenge was nice, too; she'd always been worried to even speak of it aloud, but it looked like she could collaboratively plan with Administrator without fear of censure.

"Ah, just to confirm, do you want to join our Familia?" Hestia asked anxiously. "You don't need to; anyone can update your Status now and we're rather poor at the moment. Even if you don't join us, you can still stay for a few days until you find one you like and you can keep whatever Friend Queen Administrator makes for you."

Lili looked at the cushion hiding Queen Administrator's sketches, panned her gaze to the smile just as fake as Lili's own mask, and made her decision.

"Lili would still like to join, please!"



Several minutes later, Lili was stuck wondering why Hestia was whimpering. She knew her Status wasn't much to look at, but it wasn't that bad, was it? Queen Administrator's had to be even worse; Aiz Wallenstein might be training her, but QA had reportedly only gone into the Dungeon twice. Even if Queen Administrator was growing as quickly as the Sword Princess herself had, QA would still be far weaker than Lili.

Her confusion only switched targets when Hestia passed the Supporter a sheet of parchment with a longer Status than Lili had expected. She'd had her Status updated not even two hours prior and she certainly hadn't possessed a second skill back then. She hadn't done anything worthy of one in the time since, either; how could she have gotten what looked to be the perfect Supporter's skill with so little excelia to help create it?

Liliruca Arde
Lv. 1
Strength: I 42
Endurance: I 42
Dexterity: H 142
Agility: G 284
Magic: F 320
Magic:
Cinder Ella: Transformation magic. Allows the user to assume an envisioned shape at time of casting. Indistinct imagery will cause the magic to fail; imitation is recommended.
"Your scars are mine. My scars are mine."
"Stroke of midnight's bell."
Skills:
Artel Assist: Automatically increases effective abilities when carried weight exceeds a certain threshold. Amount of assistance is proportional to weight carried.
Terpsichorus: Grants additional ability growth based on benefits provided to teammates and the growth of those teammates. Additionally, provides immunity to foreign mind-affecting effects; this second function may be partially suppressed by the user, but it will still reject divine influence.
The world is cruel and life is short,
Let this be a sibling's retort.

"Administrator, you get your royal butt over here right this instant! And get Taylor's attention if you can!"
 
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Author's Note: The previous scene with Bell was edited a few hours after its posting to make it clearer that the shard communications were flashbacks, not talking to a shard Bell doesn't have, his spark of divinity, etc. Sorry about any confusion.

EDIT: The spelling of the sword is deliberate.




Queen Administrator felt Host's body involuntarily shift to reflect her own discomfort. She still didn't know why she'd been called over so abruptly, what she'd done to justify anger, or even why Hestia kept silently opening her mouth and closing it again. It likely wasn't because QA had seen Lili's Status; QA's Guild Advisor had also told Queen Administrator that a person's Status was often private from even one's own Familia, but Hestia had offered a summary of it without prompting. Was it because of the skill likely granted by Host, Terpsichorus? It was possible Hestia was unhappy about the mutilation of the name 'Terpsichore,' which host's memories vaguely indicated was a mythological figure, but humans seldom seemed to get upset about language disagreements. Really, it would be healthy for them to disagree more. They tended to be very imprecise.

"Lili thought that Taylor was just a fake name for Queen Administrator," Lili eventually said into the silence.

Hestia shook her head and smiled weakly.

"Before we begin, Lili, we should probably cover the context," Hestia began. "Administrator, did you want to explain Taylor's existence or should I?"

"Please proceed."

Queen Administrator was rather interested in hearing what hypothesis the pseudo-host had formed from available information. However, despite prior precedent and offering without prompting, Hestia appeared moderately surprised by Queen Administrator's acceptance.

"Um. Right, so..." Hestia slid into silence and shook her head. "There's no good way to say this, but Administrator is sharing a body with another soul: Taylor Hebert. They've been sharing since they were born. Taylor used to be in full-time control of their shared body, but something went wrong during an experiment and they got hurt. As I understand it, Taylor is in something like a permanent Seer's dream-quest and her lucidity comes and goes without much warning. With me so far?"

Archival note: Inform Lili that this is meant to be classified information and to not share it outside the Familia. Human communications do not automatically come with marked permission levels.

Lili twitched and turned to stare at Queen Administrator. The mask of happiness made it difficult to gauge her mood; the only indicator was the significant delay before she answered.

"Lili understands," QA's new pseudo-sister acknowledged. "Lili has many questions, but will wait until everything is covered."

"Have fun with the answers," Hestia ordered quietly, then returned to a normal volume. "Taylor used to be human, and Administrator used to be the 'Shard-Spirit.' Their twin-souled state wasn't normal for their people, either, and given the Falna benefits it seems to be providing them, we really don't want the other gods to find out. They might try to cause this sort of thing on purpose without caring about the downsides.

"Anyway, Taylor and Administrator switched places and races during a recent magical experiment, so Taylor is learning how to wield a Spirit's power at a rate Administrator apparently finds exceptional while Administrator tries to learn how to act human. As your new skill shows, Taylor can apparently give out blessings in addition to the curse everyone knows about. Given how the Crozzo congenital skill used to work, I probably shouldn't be surprised. If their blessings work the same way as their curses, though, then Taylor and Administrator need to sacrifice things incredibly important to them for it to work. They also have a very similar skill of their own called 'Terpsichore.'"

Hestia turned to Administrator, her expression unhappy despite the useful subject matter.

"So, Administrator, could you tell me what you've sacrificed this time? I'm not saying you shouldn't do nice things for your family, but hurting yourselves to make it possible isn't good for any of us!"

<EXPLANATION.>

...Host, explanations are supposed to explain things, not confuse them further. Unless that was meant to be tagged as an excuse instead?

Queen Administrator didn't expect an answer; speaking often tired Host to the point of a relapse, yet the former human kept trying. It was genuinely concerning. Still, QA did think it was meant to be relayed directly; the format seemed intended to obfuscate and imply that repetition would not be easy.

"I did not sacrifice anything. Taylor's answer: 'A box full of secrets from the attic, unnecessary pre-berry memories, a friend's gift, enough treasure to satisfy a dragon, enough energy to fill Jörmungandr, and the fear of addiction,'" QA relayed. "No confirmed translation is available; H—Taylor's lucidity does not necessarily equate to understanding or reliable communication. Incidentally, delivering that much appears to have put her back into dreaming."

Hestia produced a wordless sound of apparent unhappiness, started to lower her face to her palms, and stopped the motion partway. The pseudo-host soon looked back up with visible confusion.

"Wait," Hestia commanded. "By 'Jörmungandr,' does she mean the sea serpent or Tiona's twin, Tione? Because I wouldn't be surprised if Tione was named for her eating habits, but an amazoness with a big appetite is different than a ship-devouring monster."

Neither. The impression from that name seemed to be some sort of world-devouring creature from mythology. Queen Administrator felt that admitting such wouldn't really help their feigned weakness, though. She was hoping it was an exaggeration anyway; using the mass-to-energy conversion of a planet for such a small edit to preexisting conditions would be horrifyingly inefficient. Not as bad as Broadcast, of course, and Queen Administrator's reserves would still have an abundance of remaining resources. That didn't make waste okay, though. QA would hate for Host to develop bad habits.

"Unknown; she's unresponsive again," Queen Administrator reminded her current parental unit. "And there is no guarantee she will remember this conversation or the sacrifice's content."

It was likely since she should've had her own version of QA's archival suite by then, but not guaranteed. Human communications were imprecise enough to make deception unusually easy. Generally, QA would be required to utilize the more precise idea-transmissions for such a sensitive conversation.

Hestia's expression flickered to apparent unhappiness and possible sadness.

"I didn't realize it would be so fast," Hestia said unhappily. "When she's next lucid, please tell her I'm sorry to have bothered her and to not push herself so hard."

"Lili thinks she will be fine," Lili reassured them. "Queen Taylor—"

"Taylor has yet to earn Monarchy," QA interrupted. "She is progressing quickly, but not that quickly. Her current Concept is also 'Dreamer,' meaning it would be 'Queen Dreamer' if she doesn't switch at some point in the future. You may proceed."

Lili hesitated for a moment before nodding and continuing.

"Miss Taylor was telling Queen Administrator about messages from the goddess Lachesis just a few hours ago, wasn't she? Lili thinks Miss Taylor will be awake again soon."

Hestia silently closed her eyes, mouthed a number of words Queen Administrator couldn't decipher, and eventually opened them with the intention of glaring at QA.

"Please explain," Hestia ordered.

Queen Administrator felt Host's body automatically blink. Wasn't that what she'd been doing?

"Which topic requires further elaboration?"

Queen Administrator's counter-question appeared to replace most of the possible anger with confusion and/or questioning.

"The Fate, Lachesis. Why and how is Taylor relaying messages from her? I should've sensed something like that. Every god and goddess should've sensed such an attempt; it's against the rules we laid out."

Queen Administrator expressed unhappiness frowned as she tried to recall Host's explanation.

"The current mechanisms do not appear to violate the rules. If I am understanding the timeline correctly, Taylor drew their attention when laying her Familia Curse upon Ishtar's prisoners. She subsequently 'invited the Fates to tea' and provided excessive quantities of alcohol to the apparently-alcoholic Lachesis. They are allowed to provide no aid to her beyond advice and company, but she is permitted to teach them about possible engineering solutions to alleviate their exponentially increasing workload. Presumably, Lachesis was told of Soma's current habits somewhere along the timeline and asked for Ho—Taylor to relay a mildly insulting message to him."

Lili shook her head in disagreement. Since she still kept her false expression of happiness, it made the adolescent look happy to argue. Queen Administrator had to remind herself that it was a ill-chosen default expression instead of Lili's actual emotion.

"Lili thinks it was more than just a little insulting," Lili disagreed. "Lady Lachesis implied that Soma's Captain was a kid-lover. Lili believes that was very rude even if Lili does agree that 'Zanis shouldn't be allowed near kids unsupervised.' Zanis doesn't care about age, only how much money he can take from you."

Hestia dropped her face into both hands and produced a quiet, high-pitched noise of apparent distress.

"I try to teach my children good habits, and other goddesses go and make them do stupid things anyway…" Hestia mumbled.

"Soma was already mildly hostile whereas Lachesis is a potential ally," Queen Administrator protested. "Improving relations via a relayed message was a reasonable action. Additionally, Taylor's tone indicated that it was intended to be genuine constructive feedback between rude allies instead of an insult to an enemy. Given Lachesis's alleged alcoholism, I believe it is likely she was a frequent visitor to Soma in Heaven."

Queen Administrator still wasn't sure if Heaven was a simulated or physical location. The fact that the Fates could visit Host's dreams seemed to indicate it was simulated, but she only had significant evidence instead of confirmation. An even stronger piece of evidence was the claim that pseudo-hosts were stronger in Heaven than they were on Earth; a simulated environment would save heavily on overall energy costs.

When Hestia refused to respond for a far longer period than normal, Queen Administrator decided that a change of subject may have been helpful.

"What kind of Guardian-Friend would you like for our home, Hestia? I was considering snakes."

"Ah," Lili hastily interrupted. "Lili still has questions if Queen Administrator doesn't mind them!"

Queen Administrator nodded and smiled to express approval and pleasure. However, she couldn't tell if Hestia's matching smile was because of similar approval or dislike of the previous topic. As Friends would be immensely useful and certain types ate spiders, which Hestia had expressed a dislike of, QA assumed it was mere approval.

"Questions are only inconvenient in certain time-sensitive situations. This is not one of them. What did you want to know?"

The expression on the face of QA's new pseudo-sibling didn't change as her request was met. Queen Administrator really would need to talk to Lili about the default emotion she'd chosen, especially since she delayed the first of her actual question(s) by several seconds before actually asking it.

"Lili was wondering why Miss Taylor would sacrifice her own things for Lili. Lili hasn't done anything for the Hestia Familia yet, but Lili's new skill appeared on Lili's status as soon as she joined. Lili was wondering why Miss Taylor would do that for someone who's still a stranger. Even if Queen Administrator and Lady Hestia say they adopted Lili, they still only just met her."

Queen Administrator hesitated and ignored the urge to poke Host for advice. The former human had been far too active lately and should probably rest for her own good. She needed to solve this problem herself. QA didn't want her supplementary family to know what Host had been doing to their local system — host species almost never reacted well to realizing they were experimental subjects and/or that someone far more powerful was nearby — but she was finding that she also didn't want them to worry. Further downplaying the cost seemed like a reasonable solution.

She didn't know why Hestia had momentarily stopped breathing, though. The pseudo-host was watching Queen Administrator as though the Monarch was about to do something alarming. Or perhaps Hestia was watching for lies? Host had avoided telling Danny Hebert about personal problems, it was true. Given as that seemed to be a recurring human habit, Hestia may have worried that Queen Administrator would do the same.

"Memories, secrets, belongings, and power can all be recovered or replaced with time," QA said aloud. "Siblings cannot, and you are now a sibling. Friends can protect against most threats, but directly empowering a given individual is far more…"

Queen Administrator forced herself to stop talking. Lili's expression had crumpled into apparent sadness, the adolescent's eyes shining with the beginnings of discarded moisture. QA really didn't understand what she could've done wrong; she wasn't threatening Lili, discussing terrifying or tragic matters, or otherwise performing any actions that should reasonably prompt sadness. She would need to ask Hestia later.

"I apologize for whatever I may have done to elicit this—" Queen Administrator began.

"Not now," Hestia sighed, leaning forward and pulling QA's inexplicably upset sibling into a hug. "Neither of you three did anything wrong. Lili, please don't try to keep it all inside; it's okay to cry."

Queen Administrator lapsed into silence as instructed, now even more confused. Crying signaled sadness, and sadness should be avoided whenever possible. Fighting it and searching for a new source of happiness seemed as though it would be vastly preferable. Unless Hestia was instead referring to the neurochemical effects of the process? If so, QA could agree with the assessment.

"Lili didn't—" The adolescent hiccuped. "—Lili didn't do anything yet! You just met her today!"

Hestia patted the girl on the back and repeatedly hushed her, an order Lili appeared to ignore. As Hestia seemed to be encouraging tears instead of trying to stop them, QA assumed it was not a demand for silence after all.

"Family is about more than what you get from each other," Hestia informed Lili. "Just because we've only recently met doesn't mean we don't want to keep you safe."

At least that seemed to be consistent across species. There were plenty of idiots Queen Administrator would like to completely ignore, but they were still — technically — related to her and she would protect them against foes. She didn't think Hestia would appreciate the input, though, and Queen Administrator was actually finding that she enjoyed not having her normal siblings around. Humans were irrational, but host-species were supposed to be irrational; the differences from shard psychology increased the chances of an accidental discovery or the pursuit of a surprisingly-useful topic that had initially been deemed a waste of resources. Queen Administrator regularly confused local humans, too, yet they generally still seemed to like her instead of being insulting. Even those who didn't were preferable; Queen Administrator was allowed to act against them — if with odd restrictions on violence — without being deemed a 'sore loser.'

Even without QA's input, however, Hestia's claim seemed to make Lili even more upset. Was crying yet another human expression that meant more than one thing? They seemed to have an awful lot of those. It was as though someone had misinterpreted the usage of something, began to consistently misuse it, and managed to convince others that the additional use was reasonable and should be made official. QA was increasingly convinced that humans didn't have any measures of quality control or widespread revision at all. They were clearly overdue for a systematic review system, but they had yet to actually implement one.

Host, your former species is weird.

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Dreamer stomped through one of the innermost hedge-mazes of her Dream, searching for the center and the prize located there. She was getting rather irritated by the repeated recalcitrance of specific stolen subordinated systems; the riddles to regain access to private communications had been fun at first, but quickly grew tiring. If she wanted to answer riddles, she'd look for riddles. When she wanted to talk, she wanted to actually talk. She still didn't want to interfere with her guest-self's mind, but Dreamer's patience with improvised lockpicks had run out. She instead wanted the keys to the city, and copying those wouldn't hurt either of them.

The hedges soon gave way to a humble wooden church and the prize Dreamer had been searching for. Within the churchyard and a suspiciously-placed beam of gold light sat an ornate silver sword embedded to the hilt in solid rock. Dreamer slowed to a stop before the stone and frowned. It shouldn't have been so easy to obtain something vital to her Guest-self's safety. With her previous claims, Dreamer generally had to find ways to unblock collapsed mines, climb tall trees with exceedingly fragile components, launch explosives at the towers of castles, or other delightfully challenging quests. A mere test of character seemed far too easy.

It did start to make sense the more she thought about it, though. Excaliburn was only supposed to respond to a specific person, and that person wasn't actually her. Probably. Dreamer gripped the hilt and gave it a solid tug on the off chance that it was actually that easy.

As expected, it didn't budge. Instead, the light shining from above darkened to an angry red and wolves began to creep into the yard from all sides, including from the skies above. Dreamer turned the lot of them back into harmless, winged angel-puppies with an irritated wave of one hand and went back to glaring at the sword. The light may have returned to a comfortable gold once its defenses were dismissed, but the sword didn't look any more cooperative than it had been the first time around. If anything, the jewels on its hilt looked a little smug.

"Your original wielder was a sexist prig who sentenced his wife to death while only banishing his bestie," Dreamer complained aloud. "And he let his country dissolve into civil war. By those standards, I'm phenomenal. Or is it because I'm a girl? It's because I'm a girl, isn't it? Flipping patriarchal..."

Being a hunk of metal with dated standards, the sword refused to grace her with a response. Dreamer huffed, tossed her hair back, and willed a construction crane into existence.

"Fine. Be that way. I'll get you out of there somehow."
 
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Lili still wasn't sure what to think of her life or if she was actually even still sane. It was certainly strange enough to be a fever dream. In the span of just a few hours, she'd been kidnapped off the street, pulled from the Soma Familia without any real fight, acknowledged as the newly-adopted sibling of royalty, and blessed with an extremely powerful skill by a self-sacrificing Spirit that also viewed her as a sibling. It was like one of the fairy tales that Lili clung to when she was younger, one where a royal figure or god swept into a serf's life and carried them away to a life of luxury and/or glorified adventure. It now made sense that they typically ended with "and they lived happily ever after" at that point; the after was too strange to fit into a story.

Even the most welcoming of Familia still acted uncertain around new members, Lili knew. The sole exception seemed to be the Familia of the Goddess of Hearth and Home, Hestia. She supposed it made sense; "all are welcome by the hearth" was still a common creed in much of the world. An innkeeper might not offer a room or bed to travelers without coin, but they were still allowed to rest by the fire. She was still amazed it was happening to her, though. She'd stopped thinking she was special years ago; even her first skill was something intended to let her act like a sapient pack mule. Despite that, Lady Hestia was still letting Lili cling to her without complaint.

"Lili is sorry," the Supporter mumbled. "Lili didn't mean to bother Lady Hestia and Queen Administrator."

The goddess gave Lili an oddly comforting squeeze.

"You don't need to apologize for how you feel," Hestia half-chided. "Or call me a lady. I knew you'd need plenty of time and care the first time I saw you. I wanted to have a family when I descended, not a glorified group of employees or an egotistical showpiece. You aren't a bother; comforting others and making them happy makes me happy, too."

And Lili could honestly believe her. The gods could sometimes be a little off depending on their duties. Soma only cared about wine. Hasamelis, God of Travelers, loathed staying in one place for more time than it took to explore an area to his satisfaction. Apollo, God of the Sun, wanted his Familia to be as beautiful as he perceived the Sun to be. The late Zeus, God of Thunder, had reportedly been infamous for having brief trysts with practically every willing female he could find before vanishing as quickly as his namesake. Only the fact that gods were infertile kept Zeus from having countless bastards, divine and half-mortal alike.

Yes, practically every god was just a little mad. Lili had just gotten lucky to be inducted into a Familia of one obsessed with making her chosen family happy. Not having a happy family, but making a family happy. Lili would be a stain on the first one, and since Hestia wasn't upset by her inclusion, it seemed as though she really did mean what she said. Plus, Queen Administrator's usually-expressionless visage was about as far from a happy family member as you could get.

"Would it help you feel better if I offered a Friend again?" Queen Administrator asked, still seeming bewildered by Lili's tears. "You can hug and cuddle Friends all you like. That is a significant portion of why I make them."

A slightly hysterical giggle escaped the Supporter. That was another thing: Queen Administrator wasn't just royalty, but Spirit royalty who could grant skills and make life. Lili had thought that was reserved for the Dungeon, the gods themselves, and normal parents.

"Give her time, Administrator," Hestia said quietly. "I think she's still feeling a little overwhelmed, and that's okay. She's had a long day."

"Understood. However, she might feel safer if I made household Guardian-Friends; would snakes be acceptable? They could easily slumber within cushions or the walls, then come to our aid as needed."

"That is absolutely not giving her time!"

A genuine smile briefly tugged at Lili's lips. There was one of the hints that Lili wasn't just dreaming everything: Queen Administrator was obliviously insensitive and didn't seem to know much about people in general. Lili would never have imagined a queen like that on her own. A thoughtless one, perhaps, but not one who tried despite her own cluelessness.

"Lili would like the house to be safer," Lili admitted.

The idea of having enough near-monstrous creatures to fight off the entire Soma Familia was a comforting one. It would save her from needing to decide on a Friend so soon; even if she just pulled from common household pets, she still had too many choices. Cats and dogs were both hunting animals. Rabbits would remind people of the monstrous version on the upper floors. She didn't want a pet who'd steal her belongings and hint at her past habits once the 'personalized Friends' excuse came out, so a squirrel or ferret wouldn't work. Chickens would make her feel like little more than a slave for the same reason. Lili had never really liked pigeons, but she had occasionally thought about how useful flight would be; adventurers could do many things, but they couldn't fly. A Friend might even be able to steal belongings for her or help ferry incriminating items somewhere safe.

"We are not putting snakes in our house," Hestia sighed. "Maybe a few dogs or cats. Not snakes, not mice, not rats, not lizards, not insects, not spiders, and not Friends pretending to be furniture."

Birds were pretty safe as far as animals went, too. Jack Birds were a rare first-floor monster with a drop worth around a million Valis, but they didn't attack people; nobody would associate it with something bad. Jack Birds often led people into traps, but the rooster-like monsters themselves didn't hurt anyone. If they were cornered, they'd just briefly run up a wall and continue fleeing at a speed most level ones couldn't even see.

"Excellent work," QA praised Hestia in her dead imitation of a happy tone. "I hadn't even proposed spiders, mice, or furniture-mimics yet."

Lili thought even a little bird could be easily weaponized. The bats of the tenth floor had shrieks that could disrupt concentration and hurt people; why couldn't an innocent songbird have the same? She was just having trouble deciding if she should ask for a big one or a little one. Lili's short legs could sometimes get annoying; occasionally being able to rest atop a larger bird would be nice. Not when Lili was carrying a full load, of course, but maybe on the way in and out of the Dungeon.

"I tried to look at it from the view of someone who makes animals like a carpenter makes furniture," Hestia sighed. "It was obvious. Please don't offer to make Lili a Friend backpack, either. You promised household cuddle-Friends, but I didn't know enough back then to realize you meant that."

Or maybe also when she was carrying a full load? Lili didn't know what the limitations on Friends were. If she fed them enough Magic Stones, they might be strong enough to carry things for her. That would render Lili obsolete in some ways and that thought was frightening, but she could still help in others, couldn't she? Not having a backpack to lug around would make it easier to drag monsters out from underfoot, retrieve Magic Stones while combat was still ongoing, fire poisoned crossbow bolts through the eyes of distracted enemies, and generally make sure that monsters didn't sneak up on distracted allies. If she couldn't be a normal Supporter, that just meant she would need to find new ways to help.

"My former parental figure instituted that ban, too," QA noted. "I do not understand why. The only difference between wearing animal furs and a disguised Friend is that one of them is still alive and capable of protecting its wearer."

Lili felt Hestia shudder, dragging the Supporter out of her planning in the process.

"Definitely no clothing Friends," Hestia ordered. "Or Friends that look like people, or accessories, or furniture, or anything that isn't ordinarily alive."

"Wood was once alive," Queen Administrator promptly protested.

"Lili doesn't want to interrupt," Lili lied, well aware that Hestia would be grateful for it. "But Lili was wondering if Queen Administrator thinks a bird Friend would be okay or what it could do. Lili isn't sure if she'd want a big one or a tiny one."

Hestia sighed as enthusiasm spread across Queen Administrator's features. Even though the goddess was facing away from QA, she still seemed to know what was coming.

"Here we go again," the goddess muttered.

Maybe not so grateful. Changing the subject from one unpleasant topic to another miiight not have been as helpful as Lili first thought.

"The feathers of Terran birds provide a useful base design capable of being improved in numerous different ways," Queen Administrator lectured. "If so desired, I can make a single Friend with all of the following:"

Hestia began quietly humming a lullaby that seemed more for her own benefit than Lili's. The Supporter didn't think that would work very well as a distraction, but if Hestia wanted to try, she was allowed to.

"The central shaft, or rachis, of a feather may be filled with an explosive compound that would allow easy distribution of the feather's other components after post-launch impact. Alternatively, the rachis could be structured as a needle and act as a direct delivery mechanism for toxins. The vane, or outer sections of a feather, may also be filled with toxin; this would allow the barbs, barbules, and hooklets to incapacitate an enemy within a single volley. Some care will be taken to ensure none of these components could inadvertently harm allies instead, including a manual detonation option in the event of attempted theft and/or hijacking by a foe."

"What is with you and putting poison in everything?" Hestia burst out.

"It is a very efficient biological weapon and it would be negligent not to do something with all the unused portions of their diet," Queen Administrator happily answered. "Resuming: Directed sonic weaponry may exploit constructive interference and general sonic properties to damage physical substances, including glass, numerous kinds of metal elements and metal alloys, wood, flesh—"

Hestia produced an incoherent whimpering noise and squeezed Lili to herself. The Supporter didn't think the hug was for her own benefit anymore.

"Lili thinks Lady Hestia would prefer if we talked about this later," Lili interrupted. "Does Queen Administrator think Lili would be better served by a little bird or a bigger bird?"

Hestia relaxed marginally, apparently hoping the interruption would be enough to transition to safer topics.

"A smaller bird would be a less capable Guardian," Queen Administrator admitted. "I could still grant it a suitable sonic defense, but larger size means more space for weaponry. Poison dosage in feathers would be much lower, barbs would be smaller, and so on. That being said, I am perfectly capable of making you both a small bird-Friend and a large bird-Friend; the smaller variant would consume a minimal amount of resources when compared with its larger relative."

Lili's brow furrowed as she considered this. If Queen Administrator's Friends could just discard all the downsides of eating Magic Stones, then wouldn't little Friends benefit more than big ones anyway? They wouldn't need to spread the magic as far.

"If that's the case, why can't Queen Administrator just make Lili an entire flock of little ones? Birds normally hatch in groups, don't they?"

"There really are two of you," Hestia inexplicably muttered.

Queen Administrator mechanically nodded in agreement.

"I could. However, mind storage is limited and exceeding the limit would allow Friends to fully die when they're killed. Opting for quality over quantity ensures that I can simply create a new body for them — if one that does not benefit from past Magic Stone consumption — in the event of apparent death."

Lili's mind hiccuped and momentarily went blank. She can manipulate souls. She can manipulate souls. Why can she manipulate souls? Spirits aren't supposed to be that strong.

"Lili is wondering if Lady Hestia is sure gods can't have children," Lili questioned aloud.

The goddess let out a broken bark of laughter. Lili decided that it might not have been a good question to ask right then after all. Hestia really didn't seem to like knowing about the specifics of Queen Administrator's Friends.

"I'm still certain," Hestia sighed. "Heaven's workload would be a lot lower if we could."

Lili had to admit that was probably true. The gods did seem like the sort to make kids do all the work just so their parents could laze around and drink wine all day. After all, that was basically what Soma did. Lili would just need to blame Queen Administrator's apparent status as a royal Spirit for her absurd feats despite her young age. After all, nobody knew that Spirits got stronger as they got older; it could be that only the stronger ones survived that long. Giving hand-crossbows to babies seemed to imply there were a lot of ways for them to die.

"Query: Lili, assuming you want a pair of bird-Friends as protectors, do you have any preferences on coloration?"

Crimson. It'd be easier to wash bloodstains off of them. Then again, QA's Friends hadn't had any blood on their fur when they captured Lili, so maybe it wasn't that much of a concern after all. Water slipped off ducks, didn't it? Why couldn't blood slip off Friends?

"Lili would like whatever makes them look cute and harmless," Lili said instead, then thought about the spike-monster sketch and a certain 'cute' color and quickly amended her request. "Without being pink. And maybe Queen Administrator should sketch one beforehand."

Hestia half-turned to QA and nodded in enthusiastic agreement, her thoughts apparently going to the same place as Lili. Queen Administrator seemed utterly oblivious to the parallel thinking of her other two Familia members; awareness of her own horrors didn't seem to be one of her strengths. Really, living furniture and Friendly backpacks? Even if Hestia had preemptively denied them, the fact that it'd needed to be denied said something all on its own.

"Understood."

...She's going to draw some strange half-reptile abomination, isn't she?
 
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Hestia wordlessly whined as her arms were gently removed from whatever source of warmth she'd been hugging to herself. It was sleepy time, not awake time! But telling her child to go back to sleep would force Hestia to wake up more! And besides, Queen Administrator might've been trying to be sweet by making her breakfast in bed. Or so she hoped; she didn't think QA had ever prematurely abandoned her before.

The goddess drifted in an indecisive half-awake state until hushed voices emanated from the other room. Evidently, Lili had also been awoken from her chosen position on the couch. Hestia would need to talk about QA about awakening one's siblings just because you happened to wake up first. Not everyone shared a body with their sibling.

"Lili doesn't see how her Friend is supposed to eat Magic Stones without a real mouth."

Hestia would need to try to get Lili to stop faking being happy all the time, too. She'd add it to the increasingly long list of Familia challenges.

"Your Friend's beak appears to let it pierce and absorb necessary resources from Monster Cores. The remainder will crumble into black dust. Her beak also acts as a venom injector, laser target designator, and short-ranged sonic weapon. She will utilize her assortment of weaponry as she deems fit, but you may order her to use specific attacks should you dislike her tactics."

...On second thought, they could discuss that without Hestia all they wanted. The goddess counted pigs until she drifted back to sleep.



Hours later, Hestia found her eyes fixed on the adorable little rainbow hummingbird happily exploring the nooks and crannies of her home. It was hard to believe that something so colorful could possibly be a tightly-packed bundle of weapons given flesh and deadly purpose.


Liliruca and Queen Administrator were sitting in surprisingly close proximity on the couch, although they weren't quite touching. Both of them seemed to be drawing. Admittedly, Queen Administrator's movements were much more rapid, precise, and certain than those of her smaller sibling, who seemed to keep forgetting how to even hold the stencil properly. It would be an adorable display of two children making art together were it not for what Hestia knew they would be drawing.

There was something niggling at the back of her brain, though. Something wrong with what she was looking at.

...The floor? She'd covered the central part with a rug, but their living room was not innately carpeted; the outer edges had once given way to polished wood. Now the rug appeared to cover the entire area. Hestia didn't think they could've gone out without awakening her, which meant...

Hestia closed her eyes and took a long, deep breath. Baby steps, Hestia. Taylor is perpetually drugged, Administrator just wants to keep her family safe, and Lili wants to be safe.

"Administrator, what did I say about furniture Friends?" Hestia demanded.

The two adolescents on the couch exchanged a look and turned to Hestia. Both wore their respective fixed variants on smiles.

""Rugs count as upholstery, not furniture,"" Hestia's children cheerfully chorused.

Hestia stared at the little pallum who'd happily enabled the goddess's first pair of children, pinched her own forehead, and sighed.

I'm going to need to make a long list of all the things they're not allowed to make, aren't I? Because that's certainly a productive use of my time and I definitely won't miss anything. Why couldn't you be the responsible one, Lili?

There was something else niggling at Hestia's brain, too. Something about other people who spoke in chorus? Nothing else came to mind, though. It'd probably come to her later, she knew; she had other issues to deal with right then.

"Please just make normal animals next time," Hestia pleaded. "Please. Stepping on a creature doesn't feel right to me and it's creepy. Living items belong in horror stories, not houses."

Lili started to giggle before cutting off the sound and replacing it with a vaguely surprised expression. The pallum quickly shook herself and continued as though the heartbreaking self-suppression had never occurred.

"Then Lili isn't sure we should tell Hestia about the dart-shooters," Lili said with cheer that might not be false after all.

Hestia's breath hitched as she scanned the room for whatever other abominations against life Queen Administrator had managed to create. The room looked normal, except... didn't she used to have fewer books? Two of the shelves had been entirely filled with tomes she wasn't sure she recognized. They starkly stood out from the rest of the half-filled shelves.

"They're on the bookshelves, aren't they?" Hestia sighed.

Her Familia really did belong in a horror story. Living in the basement of an abandoned church, seemingly-haunted upholstery and books, empty smiles, at least one member whose head was stuck in the clouds, murder-happy dispositions, a bathroom that was forbidden for hours at a time and was often turned slightly pink with blood, black cats that didn't act entirely like real cats and people who didn't know how to act like people…

"Correct. It was Lili's innovation," Administrator volunteered, still maintaining her mirror to Lili's often-fake smile. "Your own escorts are currently incubating alongside Aiz Wallenstein's kitten."

Being able to do them simultaneously meant Hestia would be getting something else small and normal, didn't it? Didn't it? The goddess shuddered, shook her head, and trundled over to the kitchen. She should make breakfast and Aiz's croquettes before the latter came for Administrator. Hestia wasn't quite sure what to do with Lili while Administrator was gone, though; it would put their Familia deeply in debt to Loki should Hestia request Aiz take on a second student. Hestia imagined that some people were already thinking of her Familia as one subordinate to the Loki Familia, something Hephaestus had taken pains to avoid with her own Familia. All that hard work had been thrown on the fire within just a few days.

Sorry for wasting all your hard work, Hephaestus.

"Lili still thinks Queen Administrator should personally give the Sword Princess the kitten," Lili said to her new sibling. "The Sword Princess doesn't know Lili. A gift from Lili would make Lili seem like a fan or a suitor, both of which Aiz Wallenstein has had hundreds of."

Orrrrr maybe Lili will be spending the day with them. Hestia supposed the debt wouldn't be as large if Aiz did it of her own accord. Still daunting, but not crippling.

"I trust Taylor's assessment," Queen Administrator immediately replied. "Humans do seem to place a disproportionate amount of weight on their first meetings. As a result, Aiz will subconsciously associate you with the gift even if the greater part of her mind knows it's from someone else."

...Hestia honestly couldn't tell if that was a display of casual racism or not. QA had blamed such tendencies on humans, but as far as she could tell, that applied to practically everyone. Even most Spirits act like that, don't they?

"Lili is too unimportant for Aiz Wallenstein to waste her time on," Lili insisted. "Lili is just a Supporter, not an adventurer."

"You don't yet have the abilities usually associated with them, but you are still the Innovator sibling of a monarch," Administrator said patiently. "You should also be in close proximity to me so you benefit from my growth. Additional lessons would be appreciated if offered, but are by no means necessary. Regardless, a Supporter's aid would be useful; approximately a third of yesterday's training time was spent retrieving Magic Stones and other monster parts."

Innovator? Administrator had used the word as though it was some sort of title, and Hestia supposed the monarch had been referring to Lili's suggestions as 'innovations.' Was that their term for an inventor?

"Lili understands," the Supporter agreed, any true emotions swallowed by her mask. "Perhaps Queen Administrator could replace the door? That isn't furniture, either."

"Absolutely not!" Hestia automatically vetoed from the kitchen.

Doors that shut themselves could only strengthen the horror theme. Hestia already needed to spend enough time thinking of ways to fight it; just for starters, it was clear that Hestia would never be allowed to live in a hot spring. QA would probably replace all the rocks with Friends, the pools with water-filled mouths, or something else horrifying. Hestia did not want her home to become a detour on some great hero's quest.

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Aiz trudged up to the double doors of the Hestia Familia's home, still mulling over what Tiona had told her earlier in the day. Apparently, Queen Administrator had basically kidnapped someone from a bad home, claimed her as part of the Hestia Familia, and visited the Soma Familia to make it so. It didn't sound like the sort of thing Aiz would know how to navigate, an impression Tiona had been only too happy to reinforce.

(It was too bad Aiz couldn't get away with kidnapping and claiming a Friend. They came from good homes, she was sure. She didn't have an excuse beyond simple selfishness.)

At breakfast, people were chattering about how the Soma Familia claimed they didn't know Lili was unhappy and would be more than happy to let her go without a fuss, but bad families always said that sort of thing when they wanted to avoid public disapproval. Aiz was sure that, had they not released her so readily, they would've lost more money from decreased soma sales than they could've possibly gotten from a single level one Supporter.

Aiz raised one hand and began to knock on one of the double doors leading into the church, fighting the idea of a loyal little kitten through the promise of delicious golden treats. She hadn't even managed to make it to the third knock when the door was dragged open by an unusually happy-looking pallum(?) wearing a Supporter's cloak. Aiz supposed the girl must've been very glad to be rid of the Soma Familia. Aiz would need to check up on it later and see if there was anyone else who wanted to leave. Riveria insisted that showing up at someone's door with one's sword drawn was a blatant threat, but Aiz had found it to help her the two times she'd needed to free others from Familia they loathed.

"Ah, Queen Administrator will be up shortly," the Supporter said quickly. "Lili is a new member of Lady Hestia's Familia, and Queen Administrator told Lili to give this gift to Lady Aiz."

The chestnut-haired child thrust out a small picnic basket, her eyes reflecting the nervousness that her apparent happiness failed to hide. Technically, Aiz was paying Hestia for her daily supply of treats, but Lili couldn't have known that. 'Gift' sounded so much more polite. Aiz accepted the basket on autopilot and lifted the upper layers of cloth aside, her stomach audibly howling for the blood of its potato-birthed prey.

She'd expected to see delicious bundles of golden potato treats. Instead, a tiny kitten with sparkling golden fur gnawed on a Magic Stone. Moments after the cloth was lifted aside, it turned golden eyes on Aiz and froze in the manner of all Friends acknowledging someone new. Aiz couldn't help but mirror the motion, her mind tripping over itself in an endless cascade of confusion and slowly growing happiness. Weren't Friends supposed to be reserved for family? Aiz certainly wasn't that.

Aiz's awareness of the surrounding world vanished when it plaintively meeped and began tripping over its own paws in its attempts to reach her.

~ ~ ~

Lili bemusedly watched the famous Sword Princess cradle and whisper to her new golden kitten-Friend. Lili's typical loathing of adventurers was having a hard time equating the blatantly airheaded warrior with one of the people to ruin Lili's life. The Supporter was even regretting the fact that she couldn't turn into something so small; given Aiz's reaction, Lili might've been rescued years ago if she could've become a kitten. For that matter, Lili might've even been able to masquerade as a big cat if she hadn't thought she'd be hunted as a monster for trying. Then again, eating cat food and raw meat would've been rather disgusting, so it was probably just as well that she hadn't tried.

"—And I will feed you Magic Stones until you can bring down dragons," Aiz whispered, her golden eyes gleaming. "And then you're allowed to eat him, too."

Lili blinked and kept her happy mask firmly in place as the Friend began purring. The Falna was said to let adventurers approach divinity; did that also involve developing the eccentricities and obsessions of divine beings? The Supporter had always assumed the odd traits of strong adventurers were merely amplified and exaggerated by their fame, but Aiz's reaction was beginning to make Lili think otherwise. At least the murderous impulses were directed toward monsters, weren't they?



AN: Queen Administrator: Cheerfully adding yet more confounds to the old "Level 1 Commoner vs. Housecat" experiment since 2011. :V
 
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Chapter 32: Acceptance, Annoyance, and Acknowledgement
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Aiz's mind returned to find both the Hestia Familia's mortal members watching her with apparent happiness. Even if they showed no signs of judgment, Aiz still felt her face grow hot and considered herself lucky that they were well away from the more populated parts of Orario. She'd be relentlessly teased by her Familia members if they'd ever learned of such a lengthy lapse in situational awareness.

Despite how badly she'd wanted a Friend of her own, Aiz hadn't expected to actually be given one. At best, she thought she might be able to bribe the Hestia Familia with something like a hundred million Valis, but even that had seemed like a stretch. She was resigned to enjoying the giant cats while she was near the surface until Queen Administrator grew strong enough to accompany them.

She hadn't even gotten around to buying the monarch a spellcasting staff yet. Aiz should've known how useful a supporting spell could be for one's combat abilities and general fighting style, yet she'd been putting it off in favor of basic swordplay lessons. Parrying with a staff was different than with a sword, and you could seldom parry with a bow at all; running away from foes you couldn't beat was a perfectly valid means of survival, supposedly dishonorable or not. Queen Administrator wanted to pick off foes while her Friends menaced them; Aiz shouldn't be interfering with that.

Really, she shouldn't have been putting off introducing Administrator to the Loki Familia in general. Even if it meant letting Administrator be taught by others, Aiz should be thinking about what was best for Administrator, not herself. Aiz had even promised the rest of the Loki Familia that they could be friends even without making Administrator join. Aiz knew that Lefiya was interested in petting Friends at the very least.

There was also Administrator's new Familia member to consider. Aiz lifted her face and turned thoughtful eyes on the diminutive pallum beside Administrator. Becoming a Supporter was often temporary; staying clear of a fight could be difficult with inadequate stats, but watching and learning monster behaviors from observation was often still safer than personally fighting them. If Aiz couldn't do as much with Administrator, maybe she should focus her attentions on Lili instead? Aiz wouldn't need to make it into any sort of mostly-formal mentorship like she had with Administrator; the monarch would still be nearby. Aiz could act like the more experienced Familia member they were lacking without actually needing to leave the Loki Familia. That did raise a certain question, though.

"Why am I allowed a Friend?" Aiz asked aloud.

She wasn't a biological family member, royalty from Queen Administrator's meritocratic homeland, or even a member of the Hestia Familia. Aiz had no intention of leaving what had been her family for nearly the last decade and expected Administrator would be well aware of that. Recruiting more members to the Hestia Familia seemed to indicate that Administrator had no intention of joining Loki, either; if Administrator left, they wouldn't be able to follow for quite some time.

"I believe the term is 'loophole abuse,'" Queen Administrator cheerfully summarized. "Your public acknowledgement as a specialist in your field and decision to teach me allows me to count you as—"

"Queen Administrator said you could be considered a cousin," the pallum interrupted. "Lili is sorry for interrupting, but the word in Queen Administrator's language is painfully harsh and Lili doesn't want to hear it again."

Lili didn't look sorry, but then again, Aiz was starting to think the Supporter's apparent joy was a mask for something else. And really, why would Lili interrupt if she wasn't truly uncomfortable with the word? It wasn't as though there were any... other...

Aiz covered up her flash of embarrassment by raising her new Friend to face level and nuzzling the purring little kitten. The word hadn't been fiancée, had it? Or sister? Either one of those would be a different flavor of embarrassing and strange. Lili might have been trying to help by interrupting, but now Aiz would have that question uncomfortably squirming at the back of her mind all day.

The Sword Princess did have to admit it would be a vastly superior proposal than any of the countless others she'd been subjected to in the past, though. Not only did Aiz actually want the gift she'd been given, but she didn't harbor any doubts as to the worth of even a single Friend; an eternally loyal, intelligent, and obedient creature capable of devouring Magic Stones without downsides was the closest thing to priceless. Aiz would need to tell Loki about their worth just to ensure the goddess knew not to harass Hestia about any future favors; at this point, Aiz arguably owed Administrator favors rather than the other way around. She'd need to do some extra hunting to clear that slate in a timely fashion.

Aiz felt her expression transitioning to a frown as she considered another, rather more unpleasant possibility. She'd been thinking of the Friends as cuddly creatures that could grow to absurd heights of power with relative ease, but there might've been another reason QA's homeland had yet to conquer the world: aging. Why burn a fortune empowering a Friend when they'd die within less than two decades?

"Name and lifespan?" Aiz asked.

Lili began to shuffle out of the doorway and to one side as Queen Administrator began to speak. Aiz wasn't quite sure why; maybe she was uncomfortable having the extra attention from Aiz, if only as a side effect?

"She does not yet have a name. Life expectancy is indefinite; they will persist as long as they are supplied with energy."

The Sword Princess felt her frown transition to something closer to simple puzzlement. The Friends were effectively immortal? Even the exceptionally long-lived race of elves couldn't claim that. Monsters and Spirits might be, but Aiz felt comfortable assuming the Friends didn't have any Spirit blood in them and they were too sweet to be monsters. The blessing of a Spirit could excuse a long life, but not immortality.

Queen Administrator's Friends were sounding more and more like the Divine Beasts that some gods had been forced to leave back in Heaven. Aiz had heard tales of how Odin had often complained about his missing ravens, Huginn and Muninn, before breaking the Arcanum limitation rules by setting up a future means of summoning them without rulebreaking. Apparently, he'd decided that having his feathered friends with him when he next descended was well worth the multi-thousand-year wait.

That explanation was still problematic, though. Aiz was pretty sure that Divine Beasts were just as incapable of spawning children as the gods they were associated with. The kitten — Felicity, Aiz decided — proved that Friends could…

Wait, can they have children?

Aiz stopped herself from checking the various Friends for bits. Did they even have those? She wasn't going to look. She wasn't going to look. She wasn't going to look.

"Ah, Aiz!" Hestia called from inside the church, hurrying toward the entrance. "Don't leave yet!"

The goddess's arms were laden with another, smaller basket than the one that had once carried Felicity. Aiz was starting to think she would need to speak with Riveria regarding how to ignore beloved animals; so many consecutive lapses in awareness could've gotten Aiz killed had she been in the Dungeon. Aiz reluctantly placed Felicity back inside her temporary cradle and accepted the snacks her grumbling stomach finally seemed to remember.

"Thank you, Lady Hestia," Aiz returned politely. "While you're here, may I have permission to introduce your children to my Familia? I don't know enough of archery or…"

The veteran glanced toward Lili and decided not to mention the magic. She couldn't hear anyone else nearby, but Aiz knew better than to share someone else's secrets. Still, even the implication seemed to be enough to make Hestia's smile sour; could the goddess be unhappy about her child's spell? Why?

"Ah. Right, that," Hestia said darkly. "You can talk about everything in front of Lili. Besides, knowing how easily Administrator collects trouble, it probably won't stay secret for long."

"Provided she is informed when something is meant to be relatively secret," Queen Administrator added helpfully. "Your language does not come with innate information classification attachments. This can make information restriction difficult without explicit warnings."

Aiz felt her frown returning. She'd thought scholars were supposed to be all about sharing knowledge. Why would their language have grammatically required components to denote levels of secrecy? Was becoming a sufficiently skilled specialist in one's chosen 'Concept' a royalty-worthy feat not because of knowledge levels, but because they deliberately made it harder?

…Actually, that made more sense the longer Aiz thought about it. Elevating someone to royalty based on their levels of knowledge had seemed rather weird, but if one needed to make numerous alliances to learn that much, it might explain their stance. It was an odd way of ensuring that their rulers were always the most well-educated and well-connected of their number, but it at least made sense.

"And you can introduce them," Hestia belatedly answered. "I would come with you, but I think it would turn into a shouting match between Loki and me. Just try to keep the chant relatively quiet, please? I know it'll get out eventually and I know it's not exactly bad, but I would like to wait for things to quiet down a little before we throw more fuel on the fire."

Aiz raised her eyebrows. That wasn't going to happen. Gods were attracted to interesting secrets like monsters to an injured adventurer. It was ironic when you considered how hard they tried to keep their own. One might be able to conceal a skill for a long time, but something like a chant? That was going to be revealed sooner than later. Still, Aiz would humor the goddess and join her in hoping for the best.

"I don't even know it yet," Aiz admitted. "Queen Administrator told me length, not wording. Too dangerous to practice without a staff or skilled teacher."

Hestia blinked in apparent surprise.

"She doesn't already know how to use it?" the goddess asked. "I thought…"

The goddess trailed off and shook her head. Aiz couldn't blame her; given Queen Administrator's apparently high Magic Ability, it was reasonable to assume QA knew how to cast more difficult spells than the easier and stronger substitutions the Falna made possible.

"Not as I am now," Administrator answered, her smile transitioning to neutrality as though the former happiness had never been. "I believe Aiz was going to get another member of her Familia to provide me with the basics."

"Should Lili stay with Lady Hestia?" Lili questioned with unchanging cheer. "Lili is just a Supporter. She wouldn't want to waste the Loki Familia or Sword Princess's time."

Aiz stopped to examine the Supporter thoughtfully. The happiness is fake after all. On top of that, Aiz had often heard such objections from people who'd very much wanted favors and were just trying to remain polite. It was sometimes as good as saying "I want something from you, but don't want you to think I'm demanding it." Aiz hoped the Hestia Familia hadn't accidentally taken in a con artist; Tiona had been only too happy to dismiss the possibility last night and at breakfast, but it still stood. It shouldn't stand, though. Aiz honestly should trust Tiona's judgment and the Sword Princess knew people from bad Familia sometimes adopted odd behaviors. It would be horrible for Aiz to let them get to her.

Besides, sometimes people just truly didn't want to trouble others. Aiz herself fell under that category; she shouldn't be throwing stones just because someone's smile reminded her of seedy salesmen.

"You should come," Aiz replied firmly. "You might learn something, too."

If Aiz knew her own family, they'd probably pounce on Lili with almost as much enthusiasm as Administrator's Friends. Even the Captain of the Loki Familia, Finn, would probably be interested in having another pallum around. It wasn't as though Lili was in any real danger of poaching; it would be an entire year before the rules of Orario allowed Lili's Familia to be changed once more.

The pallum shook her head in apparent disagreement, her smile and tone still unchanging.

"Lili is a Supporter," Lili stressed. "Lili shouldn't be wasting the time of her betters."

Behind Lili, Hestia shook her head and whispered well below what her children could likely hear. Judging by the swiveling ears of Administrator's Friends, they might not have been so limited. Aiz glanced at her own Friend and noted her to be oblivious; apparently, her hearing wasn't that good yet.

"I'm going to have to make another jar for self-esteem, aren't I?" Hestia murmured.

Aiz didn't know what that was about, but knew better than to flaunt her senses by immediately asking. She could try asking Administrator about the 'jar' later.

"Raw power isn't a signifier of personal worth," Queen Administrator disagreed, apparently oblivious to the whispering. "One of my other siblings—"

The royal rookie hesitated for a moment, possibly trying to find the correct translation. Judging by Lili's sudden tensing and decision to cover her ears, the pallum might have been genuinely telling the truth about Queen Administrator's 'painfully harsh' language. Aiz couldn't help but feel relieved by that; she liked to think Administrator was a friend, but Aiz wasn't interested in the monarch in the other meaning of friend. Aiz would have neither the time nor the inclination to entertain such things with anyone until the One-Eyed Black Dragon was dead. The whole romance thing was annoyingly confusing anyway.

"One of my other siblings, Broadcast," QA began again, "is an utter idiot who wastes inordinate amounts of shared resources on inefficient applications of his Concept. He will never achieve monarchy and his waste arguably cuts into the budgets of other, more intelligent sh—specialties."

That had not been the word Administrator had been planning on finishing with, Aiz was certain. Shards, wasn't it? With every passing day, Aiz was more and more convinced that Administrator was a half-Spirit like herself. The veteran would need to find a way to ask Administrator without getting it all wrong and offending or frightening the monarch.

"Nobody would truly be changing their plans," Aiz reassured them. "The next Expedition is still over a week away and most of us are relaxing until then. More friends would be a welcome change."

Aiz wasn't even sure she would even be going on that expedition, though; even Loki herself had mentioned the idea. Paradoxically, Aiz was finding that she didn't want to level up. Not with the promise of easily maxed stats dangling over her head.

A memory of the roaring dining hall had Aiz pushing away her power fantasies. A warning was only fair.

"Just… please say something if you start to feel overwhelmed? They aren't the best at moderation."

"Understood," Queen Administrator agreed. "However, please warn them to avoid entering touching distance. My Friends would take exception."

Aiz felt a flicker of interest and established eye contact with the still-purring Felicity. Loki was behaving herself for now, but Aiz dreaded that it would only be a matter of time until the goddess deemed it safe to resume uncomfortable groping. An 'overprotective' kitty would do wonders for discouraging such actions and seemed smart enough to distinguish between safe hugs and that.

"Could Felicity — my Friend — be taught to be that protective?" Aiz asked hopefully.

Queen Administrator smiled and nodded.

"A command list is included in the basket. Currently, she will only accept commands from you and I; the relevant commands to change that are included. However, Guardian duties are not recommended until she grows significantly larger."

Aiz started and carefully examined Felicity. The kitten innocently blinked back and tilted its head quizzically. Felicity couldn't be more than a month old, could she? Too soon for the kind of in-depth training that would associate commands with actions. That meant the commands were either automatically inherited or instilled with magic. Automatic inheritance would probably be keyed to the language of QA's homeland, which meant customizable magic was likely used instead. Unless it was less training and more actually understanding people?

The Sword Princess suddenly wanted to see what Felicity's Falna would look like. Would the kitten start with any skills? The very idea was absurd, but so were Friends in general.

"Follow me," Aiz instructed, spinning and setting off toward what had been her home for the last decade. The sooner she got home, the sooner she could learn what cute little Felicity could do.

(And the sooner she could cuddle her cute little bundle of love and eventual dragonslaying in private~)

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The proxy examined the piles of defender bodies littering the Pantry, or the food source for all defenders in a given floor or floors. They'd seemed to be personally offended by her own consumption of the life-sustaining nectar. The proxy continued to find such attacks rather puzzling. One of her only viable explanations for their continued hostile behavior was the greater Dungeon's desire to prepare her for the two-legged invaders, to force the proxy to kill her would-be brethren and feast on their cores. It was working. She could feel herself growing faster, stronger, and quicker to heal from injuries as time passed and magic pooled in her chest.

The other explanation was the simple fact that her crystalline blue scales made her appear as though her skin was studded with the cores of defenders. Conflicting orders from the Dungeon could've simply been too weak to override preexisting instincts. Whenever an invader neglected to claim the hearts of defenders, other defenders could consume those hearts and claim some of the strength of their fallen comrades. She might've just looked like a walking food-pile to them.

She'd taken to using the sword-horn of a not-stag as an improvised weapon, but she had yet to find a way to properly conceal her scales. The hides of her brethren often disintegrated into reclaimed power when cut from their deceased bodies, and the hides which didn't crumble were too small for her to wear without some sort of adhesive to link them together. Spiderwebbing hadn't worked for that purpose and the proxy had yet to find any other suitable solution.

There was always the option of growing her own covering — the Dungeon had been generous when it came to the proxy's potential development — but the proxy rather liked her current strategy. If a blow was strong enough to crack a scale, then that broken scale would grant the proxy a temporary boost of power and allow her to fell otherwise unbeatable opponents. She didn't really need anything else. Oh, she was deeply interested in the structured magic she'd seen invaders using as she stealthily spied upon them, but attempting to imitate their actions had literally exploded in her chest. And out of her chest. And around her chest. Really, she'd lost a lot of flesh back then. She'd need to grow some method of detailed magic detection once she found a suitable creature to consume and imitate. Not invaders, of course; they didn't have any cores for her to eat and learn from.

Some strange part of the proxy also liked the way she looked in the reflective red quartz of the Pantry. Like the invader-imitating Vouivre she'd been based on, the proxy's skin was pure white and unblemished by any of the mundane markings of invaders. Unlike Vouivre, however, the crystal blue scales storing her power were scattered all across her body instead of being primarily concentrated in a red forehead-gemstone. The proxy's strategy added redundancy, protection, and generally made her better. Overall, she just didn't care for the idea of covering herself with something permanent. External coverings could be removed when they annoyed her. Ones she grew were far more difficult to discard.

She would need to do something eventually, though. As much as she disliked the idea of marring her own beauty, the proxy hated the idea of failing her search for the Other even more. A solution would need to be found, preferably before an invader managed to find her despite her best attempts at hiding.

Attacking a patrol of invaders for their coverings had an unacceptably high chance of failing and drawing attention or death, and she had yet to see an invader group that failed to salvage the items of a fallen ally. Actually, the proxy wasn't sure they weren't more fond of salvaging the coverings of enemies. She was reasonably confident that at least one invader group had killed independently-wandering invaders she'd been stalking and observing. No, an open attack was too risky.

Perhaps she could set up some manner of nonlethal trap instead? A system to cover foes in the pantry's nectar would encourage them to discard anything they didn't need, tainted coverings included. Execution would be harder than theory, though. The reflexes of invaders were impressive and they seemed quite adept at dodging unexpected attacks. The proxy might eventually be able to produce an explosion suitable for wide-area liquid dispersal, but her prior mishaps showed that to be a poor idea without more information. Only her storage strategy had let her survive the first magical misuse.

The proxy paused and scanned the scattered bodies surrounding herself. The greed of invaders was known to the Dungeon as their greatest weakness. Showing herself would be unacceptable, but perhaps piles of nectar-coated corpses would achieve the desired saturation without personal risk? The collector-type invader variants may seldom fight, yet their coverings were not innately worse than those of warrior-type invaders. They were often less skilled at dodging, too. The only truly problematic part was how she would really prefer to eat the cores of defenders herself.

Still, she supposed no task was truly achievable without sacrifice. Both survival and learning required pain, effort, and fear; it was reasonable for a disguise to be earned through food, power, and effort.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Hestia hadn't really thought about it until her children were leaving, but all the clothes Queen Administrator recently wore had been provided by others. It was hard not to let it bother her; Hestia had cheerfully leeched off Hephaestus's goodwill for months, yet it was somehow different when she couldn't provide for her own children. It was only fair that she avoid complaining too much about the things Hestia's children provided her.

Really, the rug and the two rows of books weren't so bad once she got used to them. It wasn't as though she was staying on the ground floor because they creeped her out; she just preferred the fresh air and sunlight. However, Hestia had listened carefully and there was no creepy breathing, no strange heat, no purring, and most importantly, no teeth. Each of the two filled shelves seemed to have only one Friend apiece instead of one Friend per book; there might be trouble if someone tried to take one, but Hestia doubted that would be a problem. Nobody ever read her books unless she specifically pointed one out, and even then they usually just held on to them for a few months whilst forgetting they existed. It wasn't as though the book-Friends had titles in any of the local languages Hestia knew.

The promised escorts were also surprisingly normal if one ignored their silent movement. Administrator had promised Hestia more personal Friends once they came back with their next haul, but Hestia was honestly content with the two rainbow hummingbirds she'd been given. They were cute, tiny, and politely unobtrusive. When she wanted to pet them, Hestia didn't even need to consult the list of commands Administrator had provided. All she had to do was hold up her palm and the closest one would come darting over to land and cuddle.

She'd still need to have a long talk with Administrator and Lili about family rules, though. Administrator might've had the excuse of innocence, but Lili didn't. If they didn't agree with the spirit of Hestia's Friend-making rules, then they should've talked to her instead of finding the first loophole they could.

Hestia was truly starting to worry about the name 'Friends,' too. She suspected that Taylor, as QA's vessel, had been adopted from among human commoners into some sort of ruling Spirit caste. If they were anything like elves, the shard-Spirits might not have had many children; Administrator and Taylor might not have had any real friends or family they liked when they were growing up. The two had been remarkably quick to fixate on Hestia as a mother figure and Lili as a sibling. Hestia liked to think she was a good parent, but she knew she wasn't that good. She knew what not to do from years of watching mortals and their households, yet before Administrator, the Goddess of Hearth and Home didn't have any real practice of her own. Gods couldn't have children without adoption and this was her first real chance for that.

There was also a potentially darker side of Queen Administrator's title. In ancient times, it hadn't been outstandingly uncommon for a monarch to be sacrificed to ensure the gods-granted health and safety of their kingdom. Hestia always thought that sort of thing was horrifying, but she was too busy trying to keep homes safe from monsters to actually take time to complain. By the time she and the other deities had smote the monsters en masse and began to properly descend, there weren't really any more rulers of kingdoms to sacrifice. Mortals really had been on the brink of utter annihilation. Sure, that would've meant a smaller workload, yet even the most sadistic of gods realized that extinction would take away their entertainment.

At any rate, QA's story of how Taylor had been hurt during a magical experiment was making Hestia remember all sorts of horrid incidents. Sixteen had been a popular age for sacrificing unwedded princesses, she knew. Since Shard-Spirit magic seemed to be built on sacrifice, it stood to reason that they might revive such a practice out of personal ambition. And what better sacrifice was there than a self-made queen?

If Taylor and Administrator had such a fate to look forward to, they might've decided to run away in the night rather than deal with such a thing. They had shown up in astoundingly well-woven clothing clearly unsuitable for traveling long distances and without any money to their name. Queen Administrator had even said they were her sleeping clothes, and the clothing certainly wasn't filthy enough to justify a journey from the other side of the planet.

Had sympathizers cast their spacial magic in sequence to smuggle QA out of her homeland and to Orario? But no, Hestia had gotten the impression their magic was far shorter range than that. An ambitious country willing to sacrifice its own people would be even quicker to abduct others if it were easy enough for them. It was already frightening enough as it stood; QA had given the Guild a note detailing runes that supposedly protected from the magic, but they couldn't be used outdoors. In a military invasion, appearing on the roof of a building wasn't too much better than appearing inside.

An escort or a royal quest, then? Or even just a tagalong on a raid? Queen Administrator had said she was ignorant of the thefts, but really, who else but her countrymen could've managed them? Such a bounty of Magic Stones could maintain the magical machinery of an entire country for decades to come; by the time they needed replacements, the incident would've all-but faded from memory. Why waste time adventuring when they could just leech off the hard work of others?

A light knock on the doors of the church brought Hestia out of her increasingly dark brooding and back to the real world. She doubted it would be one of her children; they didn't really own enough to leave something behind, No, it was probably just another applicant she'd need to turn away lest they clash with Administrator. Hestia sighed and walked to open the church doors, her hummingbird escorts silently flying behind her. The lack of humming from the birds was a little eerie, she had to admit, but it really could've been worse.

Contrary to her expectations, however, it didn't appear to be another applicant. Freya's emblem was proudly displayed above the heart of the captivatingly cute white-haired boy waiting outside. Hestia vaguely remembered some mention of him from the chaos of the previous day; hadn't he challenged Queen Administrator to a fight?

"Ah, Lady Hestia?" the boy said, quickly bowing at the waist and staying down. "I'm Bell Cranel of the Freya Familia; it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance! I'm sorry to trouble your Familia, but is Queen Administrator available?"

His words were at once nervous and stiff, as though he was simultaneously unsure about what he was requesting and unused to acting formal. Hestia felt the stab of pity and irritation she always felt for those Freya claimed. The cheating bitch had always snatched all the exceptional souls for herself; Hestia still wasn't sure why she hadn't yet made a bid for Queen Administrator and Taylor. Or perhaps this was her bid? Regardless, Hestia was more than comfortable rejecting the attempt. Freya's Charm would probably run up against the insanity-birthed skill of Hestia's children and Taylor wasn't exactly hesitant when it came to self-sacrifice; forcing them to join would end poorly for the Goddess of Beauty.

"Queen Administrator has had bad experiences with duels and doesn't want to fight you," Hestia bluntly informed him. "Please find someone else."

Bell blinked, straightened up, and shook his head furiously. Hestia tried not to notice how remarkably similar his swishing hair was to a bunny's fur. Just because she wanted to pet it didn't mean that it was a good idea. If she really needed to, she could ask Administrator for a rabbit-Friend of her own. Oh, Hestia wouldn't since seeing a white rabbit covered with the blood of its enemies would scar her for all eternity, but it was technically an option.

"Ah, not a duel!" Bell insisted. "Just a friendly sparring match. I've been doing a lot of training and Lady Freya said it would be good for me to fight someone who started the same week as me. I wouldn't actually hurt her!"

And if you did, her Friends would slaughter you within seconds. Really, a fight was just a bad idea for so many reasons.

"And what then?" Hestia demanded.

Bell blinked, finally seemed to spot the flying Friends flanking Hestia, and blinked again. The overall effect had him hesitating for several seconds before answering.

"Er, I don't understand what you mean?" he half-asked.

Hestia didn't bother to hide her sigh. He was cute and earnest, but apparently Freya's Charm had either clouded his wits or he hadn't been all that bright to begin with. Hestia would ascribe it to the former. Or maybe she was being too harsh; it wasn't as though adventurers often thought about the possible poor consequences of supposedly-friendly fights.

"Say you win," she began.

Doubtful. Freya's Familia might be absurdly powerful and Freya might be unfairly good at snatching souls, but Administrator's growth was literally unprecedented. Honestly, Hestia was more worried about QA casually putting a knife through his eye. The way Administrator described her homeland was making it pretty clear that Taylor wouldn't be acting as any voice of caution, either; Hestia had to blame Administrator's disposition on the environment they'd been raised in instead of lack of practice.

No wonder Administrator had said conflict was the fastest route to growth. She wasn't implying that her people regularly attacked other nations. She was referring to how their entire society was apparently built around the keeping and acquisition of secrets. Given the cold-blooded actions that would be needed to reach royalty in such an environment, it was no wonder QA was so careful not to relay anecdotes from her daily life. Scholar no longer seemed like the right word for shard-Spirits; Hestia didn't think there existed a term for whatever they were. She might make one up out of sheer spite.

"My child is remarkably prideful," Hestia forced herself to continue, "and she was badly hurt recently. Do you really think a blow to her self-esteem will help?"

Bell's confusion vanished and was replaced by unease. It seemed as though Hestia wouldn't even need to elaborate on what would happen if Administrator won. It was just as well; she didn't know Bell well enough to speculate. He didn't seem like the sort to pursue revenge

"…I could let her win if she needs the boost?" Bell proposed guilty. "I'm really sorry; I'm so used to getting thrashed by Captain Ottar that I forgot about how other people look at losing. I know Grandpa would always sulk when I beat him in games."

It took an effort of will for Hestia to maintain a kindly expression rather than the shock she truly felt. One of the world's only two living level sevens, Ottar, was personally training Bell? Frequently? While taking the effort not to kill Bell with a mere flick? Heavens, no wonder Freya wanted him to fight Queen Administrator. Going to that kind of trouble implied a comparable amount of promise. There was no way Bell could keep up with Administrator, of course, but Freya might truly have thought that even losing would be healthy for him. There was learning, and then there was growing; being crushed by someone supposedly his own level might encourage the latter instead of the former.

Honestly, now Hestia wanted to help the bunny-like boy. Like the rest of the female goddesses exposed to Freya's cheating nonsense, Hestia felt both loathing and jealousy for Freya, but there was no reason to blame the children for the sins of their… she wouldn't say mother in this case, but Familia Head definitely applied. Hestia wouldn't force Administrator to do anything, but maybe a friendly spar would be good for them? Administrator could learn what even a promising rookie was supposed to be like and Bell could gain something to aspire to.

Besides, the extra goodwill from Freya couldn't hurt any. Hestia could grudgingly admit that the Goddess of Beauty could be a powerful ally, especially now that Freya wasn't focusing so much of her efforts on fighting Ishtar. Hestia still wasn't sure what had happened to the evil goddess; she'd neither felt Ishtar return to Heaven nor heard word of the pillar of light that would indicate such. It really did look as though the Goddess of Beauty had chosen to flee and try again elsewhere rather than lay a counter-curse out of spite.

"I really do think she won't want to do it," Hestia reluctantly warned. "But I can ask her again. Just be sure to emphasize how it's for training instead of comparison, okay?"

Bell nodded eagerly and clasped Hestia's hands between his own. Pleasant surprise soon gave way to horror as a colorful blur zipped past Hestia's left shoulder and headed for the offending limbs.

"Cease!" Hestia hissed under her breath.

The Friend stopped with its beak mere inches away from Bell's wrists before withdrawing. The earnest child seemed utterly oblivious to just how close he'd come to death and seemed to regard the bird as though it was just being friendly. Hestia really would need to check the command list QA had sent her and see if there was any way to make them be less prone to killing people. Heavens, that really had been far too close for comfort.

"Thank you very much, Lady Hestia! I won't let you down!" Bell promised, doing a remarkably good job of displacing Hestia's horror with something arguably more positive.

As she stared at Bell's pure smile, one thought dominated Hestia's mind: she really hated Freya and her stupid, cheating eyes. Then again, Hestia had Queen Administrator and Taylor all to herself, so ha!
 
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