Call for that Cow goddess right now

"Hera, come here."

You called.

Immediately, a blinding flash of light lit up your bedroom.

When you opened your eyes, the very goddess whom you had the most beef with was standing in the middle of the room.

"Why did you call me, Perseus?"

Hera asked with a slight smile.

You couldn't help but grin wide.

There wasn't an ounce of the usual scowl or demanding demeanor from the goddess of Marriage, even when she was summoned directly into your messy room.

That could mean only one thing:

'This notebook...it actually works to the very word I've written.'

It was one of, if not the most, powerful artifact you had ever gotten your hands on. Zeus's Master Bolt didn't even come close.

Meanwhile, Hera's light smile quickly vanished as her eyes roamed your bedroom.

"You really ought to keep this place cleaner, Perseus.

This isn't your bedroom all the way down on earth—you are living in Olympus, one of the highest places in the Cosmos."

"Yeah, yeah..."

You rolled your eyes and sighed.

Since Hera was the "Mother" position of the Olympian family, it was no surprise that she immediately started nagging on you even with her reality warped around by the notebook.

You stooped down to pick up a single discarded sock when an idea came to you.

"Hera, if you want my room cleaned so bad, why don't you do it yourself?"

"Oh."

Hera blinked.

For a split second, her eyes narrowed a little.

She glanced around the room once more, taking in the scattered clothes, empty snack wrappers, and the suspicious pile in the corner that you had been pretending not to notice.

Then she sighed.

“Of course, Perseus.”

Her expression settled into a warm, patient smile as she clapped her hands.

With a small clatter, an assortment of cleaning supplies appeared around her feet.

"Would you mind leaving your room to me for... an hour or so?"

"You're a goddess, you need an whole hour to clean my room?"

You asked back, appalled.

Hera huffed as she tied the knot on her apron.

"As I've said, this is Olympus. Cleaning here is not as simple as tidying up and throwing out the trash."

"Fine, whatever."

You waved off Hera's words and stepped out of your room.

You left the apparent and headed to a nearby pond, a combined gift from the river gods all around the world that let you look upon anywhere on the earth close to a river.

Since the Notebook was proven to be effective, you were in no rush to make any advance on Hera... for now, at least.

If you wanted to, you could simply call her anywhere, anytime, and she'd show up without any hesitation.

It would be much useful to use the hour on someone else, such as...