The morning sun rose over Oda Hideyoshi, who was standing on the curb with weary eyes.
“I’m so tired,” he said. “Why did I get up at 3 AM to find Sanda-san?”
More and more time passed, and Hideyoshi looked at the clock on his phone.
“Dammit! Is Sanda-san staying home today? I have to get to school.”
Hideyoshi ran to the building, stumbling on his way there. He jumped through the door and saw Yuko right in front of him.
“How did you get here? You weren’t on your usual route,” he wondered.
Yuko replied, “My father drives me to school in the mornings. I walk back at night since he works late.”
“Ugh!” Hideyoshi groaned. “And I’ve only met you on your route after class.”
“Yes, you have. Do you have any advice for Hera?” she asked without emotion.
He answered, “First, don’t try reconciling with her. Hera hates you for existing, and she won’t care what you do.”
“Alright.”
“Next, you’re fucked.”
“I’m fucked?” Yuko wondered.
Hideyoshi said, “I’ll stick with you through this no matter what, but there’s nothing either of us can do against Hera. You have no defenses against her unless another god decides to protect you, and what’re the chances of that?”
Thor walked inside the school with Loki. The latter was in his Thursday disguise and the former was disguised as a teenage girl, wearing a pretty little dress and earrings.
“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Thor groaned.
Loki replied, “Hey, how else were we going to get you in the school?”
He stated, “I’m starting to think of many other ways, but it’s too late for those now. How did you get earrings that turn people into teenage girls anyway?”
“It’s something I borrowed from Freya.”
“Meaning that you stole it?”
“Guilty as charged,” Loki smiled. “But it was so deep in her belongings that I’ll be able to put them back before she notices they’re gone.”
“Well, now, our first step is finding which student Zeus’ daughter is,” Thor stated.
“That’s true. I have…”
“THURSDAY!” a teacher shouted. “CLEAN UP THAT MESS YOU MADE IN THE TRACK FIELD YESTERDAY!”
Loki handed Thor a piece of paper and ran off, “Sorry, Thora, you’ll have to get to class without me! I hope that the girl is there!”
Thor looked at the piece of paper. It had his classroom number and nothing else. The god sighed. He had no idea how he’d go about this.
Oda Hideyoshi slumped against his chair.
“I’m so fucking tired,” he thought. “And I wish I could do something for Yuko, but I can’t go against a goddess. No one can.”
Thor walked in and scanned the classroom.
“None of the girls here are impressive. Which one of them is the daughter of Zeus? Maybe one of the boys here will know.”
He sat down next to Hideyoshi and talked, “It’s nice to meet you. My name’s Thora. I’m from Iceland, and my ‘dad’s’ a dumbass.”
“Why did you make air quotes when you said dad?” Hideyoshi asked.
“It’s a long story,” Thor sighed. “So, are there any strong or beautiful girls around here?”
“Hey,” suspicion flowed through him. “Why do you want to know?”
He thought, “This girl could be Hera in disguise. I have to be careful.”
The god’s mind was on a different track, “Shit! I should have known that I couldn’t ask about women out of nowhere. Think of something, fast!”
“I’m a lesbian, and strong and beautiful girls are my type,” Thor made the first excuse that came to mind.
“Sure, that’s why,” Hideyoshi didn’t trust this. “Where did you come from anyway? I haven’t seen you here before.”
“I’m the new PE teacher’s daughter. His name’s Thursday.”
“Never met him.”
Thor sighed, “This is not going to be easy.”
After classes ended, Hera walked into the school. She was disguised as a boy this time.
Hera thought, “This is perfect. No one would expect me to be a man. Well, I am swift as a coursing river, but I had better shut up before Disney sues me.”
She peaked around a corner and saw the girls exercising. A fat boy leaned over her shoulder.
“They’re hot, aren’t they?” he asked.
“What do you mean?” Hera wondered.
“Come on, you’re here to peep on them too, didn’t you?”
Her eyes widened, “How dare you accuse me of being some degenerate! I’m not even attracted to them!”
The boy blinked, “You’re gay?”
Hera remembered that she was in disguise.
“No, it isn’t that at all,” she clarified. “I’m just devoted to my cheating husband.”
“What? Aren’t you too young to be married?” he was confused.
“Of course I’m not! I’m older than this nation is,” Hera stated before thinking. “Dammit! How do I keep messing this up?”
“Oh, I get it,” the boy said. “You’re a Chūnibyō, still trapped in the delusions of the second year of middle school.”
She asked, “What are you talking about?”
“Keep looking, the most beautiful of all of them is up next,” he pointed.
Hera grit her teeth as she saw Yuko stepping up.
Loki, disguised as Thursday, spoke, “Alright, it’s time for tennis. You’ll be playing with my balls again.”
“Oh, are we now?” Thor, in his own disguise, smiled. “I’ll be playing tennis too today.”
“Go ahead, Thora,” he shrugged.
Yuko said with her stoic voice, “Excuse me, you promised me a prize yesterday, Thursday.”
Thor looked at Loki, who started whistling.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get it to you,” he assured Yuko. “My dad can be an ass sometimes.”
“Hey! Don’t talk about me that way! Now, start playing tennis, you two!” Loki glared.
Hera looked at the balls, “Those are weighted.”
“What do you mean?” the boy with her asked.
She answered, “No teenage girl should be able to play tennis with them. Yuko’s the only one who can.”
Thor flung the tennis ball through the air, making sure to restrain his strength. Hera was stunned all the same. Yuko whacked the ball with her racket. It flew back at Thor, and he hit it as hard as he could.
Rather than go to Yuko, it slammed into Loki’s face. The ball bounced off it and to Yuko. She hit it with her racket and the ball went into Loki’s face again. They kept going at this with Loki’s face swelling from the hits.
“Impossible!” Hera thought. “Did Thor bring his daughter here? Now, wait…Thor’s daughter wouldn’t do something like this, and she’s just as strong as Yuko if not stronger. Then does this mean that Thursday’s someone other than Thor? His daughter hates him, so…”
“Fuck! Thursday’s Zeus and Thora’s his daughter! Yuko’s some other god’s daughter!” she said.
The boy sighed, “I don’t know what delusions you have, but you shouldn’t bring other people into them.”
Hera grit her teeth, “Listen, help me get revenge on Thora and I’ll make you king of all of Asia.”
“Okay, whatever,” he shrugged. “My name’s Sato Shigeru.”
“My name’s…” she thought a moment. “Can I trust this guy? I just met him. No, wait, it doesn’t matter if I can trust him. I literally have no other options. Well, I might have other options, but I’m too lazy to find them.”
Making her decision, Hera introduced herself in her disguise, “…Nakamura Haruto.”
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