Danmachi: Is It Wrong to Be the Main Character in Orario?-Chapter 777: A Goddess’s Feelings Run Deep

"Bell, mmm~ I missed you so much!"

As Bell returned, he was immediately met with Hestia’s fiery welcome. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

With all the enthusiasm she had, Hestia threw her voluptuous body straight into Bell’s arms.

After three months without touching the girl, Bell felt his own emotions stir as well.

He could control his desires far better now—especially after integrating the "Seven Deadly Sins." That control let him stay calm almost anytime.

But at home, Bell always relaxed that restraint, letting his desires run free.

"Hestia."

He crouched down and hugged the lovely girl in his arms. Petite, a face with a touch of baby fat, yet with a surprisingly alluring figure—who wouldn’t like a girl like this?

Bell certainly wasn’t an exception. His feelings for her weren’t just fondness; they were love.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

The longing built up over three months finally eased.

Although Hestia clearly felt the affection Bell poured into the kiss, the intensity was overwhelming—one kiss was enough to leave her breathless.

"I can’t breathe..."

She clenched her fist and lightly tapped his shoulder to show her complaint.

"Sorry, I got a little too excited."

Bell leaned his forehead against hers with a hint of regret.

"Three months without coming home. I wanted to savor Hestia’s scent properly."

"Mm..."

Such straightforward words were nothing like the usual Bell, leaving Hestia’s whole face flushed red, unable to speak at all.

Tap tap—the sound of high heels approached.

Bell lifted his head slightly and saw Freya in her black Goddess of Beauty attire already standing before him.

"Bell, have you lost control?"

"Huh?"

Hestia froze at the question.

Bell understood what Freya meant, but he only smiled and gave a small shake of his head.

"Desire doesn’t dictate my reactions. But at home, I don’t bother suppressing it. A simple release isn’t really release—it’s expression."

Freya stared at him for a moment, confirming he wasn’t being swayed by desire, then finally relaxed.

"If it’s just that, then it’s fine."

She opened her arms expectantly, silver eyes narrowing with a playful smile.

"So shouldn’t I get to feel it too?"

Bell couldn’t help but laugh. He released Hestia, stood up, and walked toward Freya. Interlocking his arms with hers, he wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered her name by her ear.

"Freya, it’s been three months. I missed you."

Freya rested her chin on his shoulder, her arms tightening around his back.

"I know. I missed you too."

Bell could come home any time he wanted. But he needed to keep himself focused; he couldn’t let thoughts of the goddesses at home distract him, or he’d never concentrate fully on mastering his Authority.

Freya knew that if she said, "Bell, I miss you. Come back," he would return immediately. But she also knew she absolutely couldn’t do that. It would disrupt Bell’s plans and interrupt his training.

Both Bell and Freya knew this. In fact, all five goddesses at home understood it well. Even though they missed him terribly, none ever called him back.

Because they all knew Bell was working for the future—one where their whims had no place.

Letting herself indulge a little, Freya felt all the pent-up frustration in her heart melt away, even though she hadn’t done anything.

"Alright, alright. If you don’t let go soon, some people’s eyes are going to burst into flames."

After a few tender moments, Freya stepped aside. She could already feel two burning gazes piercing her from behind.

While holding her, Bell of course saw the two familiar silhouettes just behind Freya.

"Sorry."

He had hoped for more time, but with so many goddesses needing attention, what could he do? Freya didn’t mind at all—she knew exactly what kind of boy Bell was, so she wasn’t in a rush. "If you want to apologize, then spend a little more time with me while you’re home."

"Mm."

He’d be home resting for at least a week. That should be enough to take care of every goddess in the house.

Part of his return was to give Ais time to adjust.

She needed preparation for her promotion, and afterward she’d need time to adapt to the upgrade. Otherwise, the mismatch between soul and body might weaken her control, reducing her combat power.

Bell had analyzed it carefully—Ais needed about three days to adjust.

As for the remaining four days? That wasn’t because of Ais, but because of Bell himself.

He hadn’t been home in three months. One way or another, he had to take a day to spend with each of the five goddesses. Otherwise, the five might just stew themselves sick.

Freya moved aside, and Hephaestus stepped forward without hesitation.

"Honestly, sometimes you really are exactly like Hestia."

Hephaestus’s crimson eyes held countless unspoken thoughts, but she didn’t voice them all here.

Showing open affection toward Bell in front of so many people wasn’t her style.

Hephaestus believed her shame was still intact—aside from that one time she snatched Bell from Hestia. Other than that little guilt, she had never gone overboard, especially not in public.

Catching sight of Artemis behind her, practically ready to pounce, Hephaestus felt proud of her own restraint.

"Chu~"

She planted a soft kiss on Bell’s cheek.

"We’ll talk properly later. For now, you’ve got a major jealousy bomb incoming."

As soon as Hephaestus stepped aside, Artemis couldn’t hold back any longer.

With a burst of speed, she jumped forward, arms wide as she dove straight toward Bell.

"Darling, I want a kiss too~"