The next day

A silver-haired woman seemed to open a book. When she just wanted to read the writing on it, the memory of the male mortal resurfaced, so that moment made the young goddess angry, and she started to close her eyes. "Shit! Why do I even see his face, anyway? What the heck!”

In less than a minute, a cold aura began to be felt there so that without turning around, the virgin seemed to have known who had come there, even though they were not invited. A woman with long black hair was on the left of the room's owner. She stared expressionlessly at her best friend....