A Chat between Goddess and Believer
It was the night we left the Habhain Islands, and I was dreaming.
“N-Noah?” I stammered. “What’re you wearing...?”
“What do you think? Does it suit me?”
My goddess was in my dream...wearing swimwear. I-I mean, as far as how it looks on her... I swallowed. I was used to seeing my normal friends in swimsuits now, but this was...brutal.
“It’s cute, right?” she asked, pulling a pinup pose.
“You’re ruining it,” I said, and she acknowledged my criticism with disinterest. “But why are you wearing that?”
At my question, she suddenly looked sulky. “Well, you’ve all been enjoying yourselves at the beach this whole time! Think about how I feel watching you!”
“Ah, so you were jealous...”
I felt bad.
“Hmph, it’s fine. You’re with me today,” she said, snapping her fingers. I could hear the lapping of waves now.
“What?!”
At her gesture, the area had turned into a landscape of sandy beach and blue sea.
W-What the heck?
“It’s not real,” she admitted. Then, she added proudly, “But it’s the principle of the thing.”
“I mean, it looks like a real beach,” I told her. “I didn’t know you could do this.”
“Well, there’s no point when I’m on my own, but since you’re here now, I can have a bit of fun.”
She looked bright as she said that, but her smile had a tinge of loneliness to it. Seeing her expression made my chest hurt.
If only I could’ve made it to the Seafloor Temple...
“Idiot! I told you it’s too soon.” Noah’s scolding came with a smack to my head, and her expression looked dismayed for a moment. She perked up immediately though. “Right! We’ve got the beach and the sea, so you know what’s next. Come on, this way!”
She pulled at my hand. Noah was always touchy-feely, but her unfamiliar swimsuit and the memory of her earlier expression had my heart pounding.
“Look over there,” she said. “This is what makes it a beach trip!” She was smiling and pointing to...a hut with a table. An array of foods were lined up, including yakisoba, fried squid, beer, and shaved ice.
A clubhouse...?
“Come on, sit down,” Noah urged.
Within moments, she was hanging out on a cheap-looking bench with a beer in hand. “Ahhh, it’s a real beach trip now!” she exclaimed. “Aren’t you going to eat?” She was happily munching on yakisoba as she drank her beer. Any sense of her earlier loneliness—or divinity—was gone.
Are you some old geezer...? I thought.
“Rude! Hurry up and sit down.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll top up your drink.”
Floundering a bit, I managed to take a seat next to her. I poured two beers, and she gulped hers down. Noah looked beautiful as she drained the glass.
“Hey, yours is still full. Come on! Chug, chug!”
I sighed. “Could you quit with the frat-bro vibes?”
Well...she was gorgeous if she kept her mouth shut. It was just a dream, but the two of us had a blast. Noah...seemed like she was having fun, at least in front of me.
I’ll beat that dungeon, I swore to myself.
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