Chapter 4

The voice rumbled like that of a cave, making Calypso jump in surprise.

"Oh, a voice that doesn’t match the face at all."

Her eyes were slightly droopy, and the dark circles made her look sensitive, but her voice was nothing like that.

But this had nothing to do with Calypso herself.

"If I show up from the start claiming to be his daughter, he won’t even give me a second glance."

She hadn’t seen Pierre much, but she had a good grasp of his personality.

To be precise, she had heard the stories from the previous incarnations of the gods.

"Pierre, who has passed away? Oh, he really hated anything that was bothersome or annoying. He especially disliked children, which is why he never paid any attention to his own child, the head of the family!"

"You heartless and ignorant brat, is that something you should be cheerfully chattering about in front of the head of the family? Anyway, you bony fish have no brains, you noodles. Ah, speaking of the head of the family, I just remembered, I heard that even though he was ill, he had an extreme preference for cleanliness."