[Greek Mythology] The Queen of the Gods Refuses to Compete for a Mate

I'm a transmigrator, and my name is Hera now. I'm a goddess. My grandfather is the King of the Gods, my father is the King of the Gods, and my younger brother, who is also my husband, is the King of the Gods. And I'm the Queen of the Gods.

What the hell is this, being Queen of the Gods!

Those shameless Greeks! Which genius came up with the idea of a brother and sister being married?

First of all, I personally can't accept this kind of marriage, which is illegal in the modern world. Secondly, who in their right mind would want Zeus? And lastly, I refuse to compete with a bunch of women for his attention!

But I'm the goddess of marriage, so I can't get divorced...

And that bastard Zeus doesn't want to divorce me either.

"Darling, my dear, what did I do wrong? Who had the nerve to put this idea in your head? We can't get divorced! You can't leave me and the children! What would I do without you? Darling!"

"...Get off me, and I won't bring it up again."

So I can only continue this dull, chaotic life as Queen of the Gods.

The heroine shines on her own. She loves baths, gardening, and sleeping, and occasionally has a roll in the hay with Zeus to relieve the boredom. Everyone is a goofball, and there are no schemes or conspiracies!

Theme: The person who loves you most will always be yourself.