A Chat between a Goddess and Her Believer
“Hey, Makoto?”
“Yes, what is it, Goddess?”
I turned around while practicing my water magic.
“I think you could at least give the training a rest while you’re dreaming. I mean, I’m right here!” The goddess pouted as she puffed out her cheeks in an adorable way.
“I just need one more level to top out my water magic mastery at 99. Then I can get my max-out bonus!”
“O-Oh... Well, have fun, then.” The goddess was looking at me with disinterest. But, why?
Meanwhile, she seemed to be holding...ice cream?
“Wait, is that Haa*en-Dazs?” I asked. Where’d she get that?
“Hmm, from a Japanese online store, I guess?” she responded.
“...They deliver here?” Was this the true power of the goddess? It was a mystery...
“Oh, I can do plenty more than this!” the goddess boasted before showing me...a copy of Weekly Shonen J*mp?! I-I wanna read that!
“No can do,” she declined, chucking the magazine away. It vanished into thin air.
“Aww...” I at least wanted to check out the latest chapter of One P*ece...
“Wanna know how all the manga in your old world is going?” the goddess teased as a sneer snuck onto her face. She had a rotten personality.
“Well, yeah. Thinking about how I can never read them again makes me start to miss them,” I said. But oh well, this was another world. Best to just give up on it.
“Hey, you’re the one who’s got it good here!” the goddess said. “You can travel anywhere in the world you want. I, on the other hand, have been stuck here for hundreds of years, in case you forgot.”
“Here? This place with nothing in it?” I asked. This blank area where I met the goddess stretched as far as the eye could see.
“I meant the Seafloor Temple where I’m being held! In terms of places humans can actually reach, it’s located at the end of the dungeon at the deepest point in the world.”
“Guess I oughta start swimming, then.” It was hard not to have some compassion for someone who’d been all alone this whole time.
“Don’t worry, take your time. I’ll wait patiently for as many years or centuries as it takes.”
“Humans kinda don’t live that long, though...” I pointed out.
Come to think of it, how old was the goddess? She looked pretty much like a teenage girl, but was she actually an old lad—
“Well now, is this believer of mine thinking something incredibly rude?”
“Ow, that hurts,” I pleaded as the goddess tugged on my cheeks. I guess asking about her age was heretical.
We both remained silent for a bit.
“Hey, Makoto, talk to me about something,” the goddess demanded.
“There’s nothing I hate being told to do more than that.” If I could come up with fun things to talk about at the drop of a hat, I would’ve had way more friends!
“Hmph. That’s what you get for asking my age.”
“Oh... I must have angered you,” I said before apologizing to the goddess.
“Okay then, it’s about time for you to head back,” she said. Her smile had returned, so maybe she wasn’t too mad about it.
“...By the way, what’d you call me for?” I asked. I hadn’t gotten any directions or anything.
“Huh? I was just bored and wanted someone to talk to.”
I was speechless. That was it? Ah well, I could let it slide. The goddess I worshipped chose to spend her spare time with me, after all.
“Well, I’ve got a fantasy world to full-clear.”
“Indeed. Within your limits, of course. Your life comes first.” The goddess bid me farewell, waving her hand back and forth and using a phrase that I felt like I’d heard before.
Either way, tomorrow was gonna be another day of work here in Macallan.
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