With the first twenty members having Leveled Up, the atmosphere within the entire Loki Familia became strikingly unified.
At this point, they'd lost interest in everything else. The only thing on their minds was that special place—the Training Space—where one's Status could skyrocket through sheer effort.
The low-level adventurers were completely obsessed.
And the high-level ones weren't any better.
Finn had already confirmed it himself: the effects of the Training Space were undeniable. Once that was made clear, there was no way the upper ranks could sit still.
One after another, even the veterans dove into the Training Space.
But Finn and the others quickly realized that if too many members entered at once, it would cause serious issues for the Familia's day-to-day operations.
So, they decided to stagger the schedule.
Every adventurer at Level 4 and above was divided into three separate groups for entry. Each batch entered the Training Space two days apart, with those two days serving as rest periods.
Meanwhile, adventurers below Level 4 were only allowed to use the weakened version of the Training Space.
Under this system, at any given time, about two-thirds of the Familia remained active.
From the outside, everything appeared normal—nobody could tell that the Loki Familia had entered a massive internal training phase.
"Things have been awfully quiet lately."
Loki stretched lazily in her chair, looking unusually well-behaved for once.
Her children had all become ridiculously competitive. Every single one of them was fighting for a chance to enter the Training Space Tsuna had created.
She didn't mind it—in fact, she was happy to see it—but it did mean that almost everyone in the Familia had gone completely inactive outside.
Those waiting for their turn were conserving energy, while those who'd just come out were resting to maintain perfect condition for their next session two days later.
"How long do you think this phase will last, Tsuna~?"
Loki tilted her head up to look at him.
At the moment, she was lying across Tsuna's lap, bored out of her mind.
Everyone else was either tense or busy—even during their downtime, they were wired with energy.
Which, unfortunately, left the goddess herself with absolutely nothing to do.
"I'd say about six months," Tsuna said after thinking for a moment. "That should be the limit."
He'd already predicted this outcome.
"Half a year should be enough for everyone to push their Status to the limit. The ones ready to Level Up will do so, then train again until they hit their new ceiling."
"Once they've maxed out their stats, no amount of grinding will help. What they'll need next is more Excellia—something they can only earn through Expeditions."
Loki hummed thoughtfully. "Makes sense."
"Your training really lit a fire under them. It's like they've all been injected with pure motivation."
"They've rediscovered what it feels like to want strength again."
"It's scary, isn't it? That kind of mindset—'hard work really does pay off'—can be terrifyingly powerful."
Tsuna nodded slightly. Yeah… terrifying, but in the best way possible.
Then Loki grinned mischievously. "And what about you?"
Tsuna blinked, caught off guard. "Me? I've been pacing myself lately. Even with the Gravity Bracelet, I'm keeping my training intensity moderate."
"That's not what I meant." Loki rolled her eyes.
All her children had been consumed by this new wave of diligence—and somehow, Tsuna had fallen into it too.
"You've been here for three months now, haven't you? Don't you ever feel like going out?"
"Not really."
He thought about it, then shook his head.
Sightseeing had never been on his agenda. Even in another world, he didn't see much worth "touring."
"Back home, I'd just go camping or fishing in the mountains sometimes. The rest of the time, I'd read or train. I'm not much of an outdoors guy."
"Besides," he added, glancing toward the window, "there are plenty of eyes on us in the Labyrinth City. If someone saw you out with a stranger they didn't recognize, people would start asking questions immediately."
"Fair point."
Loki sighed.
She'd noticed the same thing—more and more people had been watching her lately.
Her fellow gods weren't exactly subtle. They'd already sensed something unusual happening inside her Familia.
"Yeah, those idiots have been on edge for weeks now. Anyone with half a brain can tell something's up in our house."
"They're all too curious to stay away but too cautious to ask directly. So they just… loiter outside my gates."
She groaned dramatically. "Ugh, it's been so boring! I haven't even had a drop of Soma's divine wine in forever."
She shook her head helplessly.
It wasn't that she'd lost her taste for it—she was just worried that if she got drunk and let loose, she might accidentally spill something about Tsuna.
"...Soma, huh?"
The name made Tsuna flinch slightly.
"Oh? You know Soma?" Loki perked up, instantly intrigued. The goddess who couldn't leave her home was desperate for gossip.
"Sort of. I paid attention because there was this Pallum thief who ended up involved with him early on."
That explanation only piqued her curiosity further. "Eh~ that shut-in actually has someone who converted over to his Familia? Wait—what's this about a thief?"
Since Loki seemed genuinely interested, Tsuna went ahead and elaborated.
"It's basically the story of a Pallum girl with a special magic that lets her change her appearance. She turned to thievery and hunting—all just to get a taste of Soma's wine."
"Oh, that mess." Loki immediately got the picture and rolled over lazily.
"That's what happens when Soma tries to 'test' his children with divine wine while barely understanding people."
"You don't even have to dig deep to see it—the whole Familia was corrupted by that stuff. Add in a greedy captain running black-market trades inside the Familia, and boom—chaos."
"Not a single good seed left in that bunch."
"Even the ones who were good got dragged down by the rot."
She let out a long, tired sigh, her voice dripping with disdain. "That shut-in god really has no idea how to handle mortals."