Chat with the Goddess of Fate and Her Nonbeliever
“You’re finally here, Makoto Takatsuki!”
“Huh? Ira?”
I was pretty sure I’d just been asleep in the Sun Temple. But now...I was in the Goddess of Fate’s domain. She must have summoned me.
“Makoto Takatsuki! Are you getting along well with Annie?!” She wore a determined expression as she swung up her finger and jabbed it close to my face.
Getting along? Why’s she wondering that? All of us had only just arrived at the temple, and we wouldn’t start actively training until tomorrow. Though...I suppose I had finally gotten time to sit down and have a proper chat with Anna.
“Slowly but surely, we’re getting friendlier,” I answered.
“Not enoooouuugh!” Ira yelled.
“Uh?”
“Are you listening? Saint Anna and Abel the Savior are one and the same—you know that. Which means you will need to cooperate at length with Annie to defeat the Great Demon Lord!”
“I mean, I know that, but—”
“You’re certainly not acting like it! You’ve got such cuties in the future too, and yet you haven’t made a move at all! You beta!”
“What does that have to do with it?!” It wasn’t like I was going to date Anna or anything!
“Luckily, I have good news for you, Beta Makoto! I, Ira, also known as the Goddess of Love, will personally tell you how to raise her affection points!” She puffed up her—nonexistent—chest at that.
Hey, who do you mean “Beta Makoto”?!
“Can you stop calling me that?!” I exclaimed, trying to get her to end this conversation. Also... Really? Affection points? She sounded less like the Goddess of Love and more like the Goddess of Waifu Games.
“Makoto Takatsuki! You’re insulting me in your thoughts, aren’t you?!”
“Pardon me,” I apologized. Something she’d said had made me curious, though. “If you’re the Goddess of Love, then you must have plenty of experience in romance, right?”
There was a long pause.
“O-Of course I have experience.”
Really?
“What?! Are you doubting me?! I’m the Goddess of Fate! I couldn’t count the number of men I’ve dated on both my hands and feet!”
“Well, that’s impressive.” That meant she must’ve had more than twenty—at minimum. With those numbers, I could understand her looking down on me for my slow pace.
“So, what was your most recent boyfriend like?”
Another long silence passed.
“Huh? Erm, well...”
“Ira?” Why wasn’t she saying anything? “You weren’t lying about having more than twenty exes...right?”
“How could you say that?! Of course they’re real! Right, the latest! Yes, I remember! He had blond hair and sharp eyes!”
“Huh. So, where’d you meet?”
“Wh-Where? U-Um... We met...a-at work! It was a workplace romance!”
“At work. So, here?”
I looked around her domain. A pink carpet decorated the floor, and on top of it were some fancy-looking plush creatures, all animated and working tirelessly.
There was, however, not a single god to be seen.
“N-No! I don’t just work here. I attend regular meetings with the other goddesses, and I need to head to the heavens and report on the state of the western continent at least once a year, and...”
“And none of those places sound like somewhere you’d meet a guy.” Had she really had a workplace romance? “So, how’d he confess?”
“Wha?! His confession? Uh, well...”
I could barely understand what she was saying. Yup...that settles it.
“It was a lie, right?”
There was a third long pause.
“It was,” she confessed. “I’ve never had a boyfriend.”
“Never?!” She didn’t have any room to talk about me then! “Well, I don’t think you’ll have much to tell me about romance.”
“What was that?!” She followed up this exclamation with a wholly unfair series of smacks.
After that night, Ira appeared in my dreams every so often and gave me lots of advice (despite her complete lack of romantic experience).
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