I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 2

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Episode 2
A task had fallen to the Possessor.
Nip the problem in the bud before it festered into the future!
First, I had to stop them from wasting energy needlessly. They’d all starved for days—standing upright would be a struggle.
To do that, I had to send Sirius a message or something through Sponsorship.
I examined the System Window and searched for a way to sponsor. But I only saw icons I’d never encountered before.
If I tried to describe the shape of one of them, it looked like my future.
In other words, it looked hopeless.
Which button opens sponsorship? Why couldn’t they just make a button that says “Sponsor”?
But I couldn’t just sit still. Let me try pressing something at random—
[Do you need a helper character for a beginner god?]
[Yes] / [Yes]
A window appeared as if to rescue me from my confusion.
So they give you a helper NPC-type thing? I don’t know what it is, but if it’s a helper, it should help me.
I pressed a button carelessly. Besides, the only choice was “YES” anyway.
[Creating helper character…….]
[A character reflecting your preferences will be created.]
They create a character reflecting your tastes. What a remarkable system.
I wonder what character will appear. If some bald middle-aged man in a lovely pink sailor suit emerges as some tastes I wasn’t aware of, that would be a disaster.
[Character creation is complete.]
Not long after, a new System Window appeared, and light emanated from it, floating in the air.
For reference, I was lying on my back on the bed in proper form. Like many Possessors, I had opened my eyes on a bed.
The reason I hadn’t gotten up was that there was no real need to move, and the bed was so soft and cozy that I had no desire to leave it.
I mention this because I needed to explain that the light was floating directly above my body.
Without turning my head, lying straight on my back, it was in my field of vision—it had to be about there.
Anywhere I looked, that light seemed about to produce something called a character, and it was hovering over me?
I quickly tried to scramble off the bed. I didn’t want to be crushed by someone I’d just met.
“Hello!”
But the character’s entrance was faster.
My surprise lasted only a moment, and thankfully I wasn’t crushed by the weight of a single person.
The character was much smaller than I expected. Small enough to hold in the palm of my hand.
And it was very fluffy and round.
I easily recognized what form this character had taken.
It was a hamster. Pure white, with ears tinted a pale gray.
The hamster that had been floating in midair slowly descended and landed with a soft thud on the blanket covering my body.
I cried out in my heart.
Cute, so cute!
Had it been a regret that I couldn’t keep a hamster before possession because my place was too small? To meet a pet hamster like this, I wanted to dance for joy.
[Please give the helper character a name.]
The hamster’s eyes shone from beyond the System Window. It seemed to be waiting for its name to be given.
I thought for a moment, then placed my finger on the hologram keyboard floating beneath the window.
[Ham]
No matter how much I thought, all I could come up with were names like Britney Chun-ja, so I decided to just give it a simple name.
When I pressed the confirmation button, the hamster’s mouth corners rose.
“I’m Ham, your divine helper! Thank you for giving me a name! If you have any questions, feel free to ask!”
Ah. So cute. So very cute.
Lost in Ham’s cuteness, it was only for a moment—an undeniable voice drew my attention back to the broadcast screen that had been playing.
-Obviously an orphan, so who’d care if he starved to death?
How could anyone say something so cruel? And the person it was aimed at was listening too!
As I leaned in to look at the broadcast screen, Ham also floated over and settled on the pillow beside me, looking up at the image.
After surveying the situation, Ham pointed at Sirius with a small front paw colored pale pink and asked.
“Do you wish to make a Contract with this broadcaster, Sirius?”
A Contract?
Now that I thought about it, the audience member had also made a Contract before they could sponsor. So shouldn’t I make one too?
I nodded, and Ham pointed at Sirius with his small front paw.
“Try clicking on him.”
When I clicked on Sirius floating on the screen, a menu appeared as if I’d right-clicked with the mouse.
One line of text caught my eye.
[Request Contract]
This was it!
I pressed it immediately.
At the same moment, a System Window appeared before Sirius.
[The observing god, “the Listener Who Draws the Path,” has proposed a Contract. Will you accept?]
[Yes] / [No]
The exact sentence I’d seen in the novel was written there.
I was staring at it thoughtlessly when the [No] button suddenly caught my eye.
Surely he wouldn’t refuse?
In his current state, Sirius had relatively few reasons to accept a contract. Perhaps that’s why the Listener proposed it at this timing in the original story.
I studied Sirius’s reaction. His eyes, fixed on the System Window, had widened slightly.
When Sirius suddenly stared at empty air in bewilderment, the No-Answer Three Brothers muttered in confusion. But none of it reached his ears.
Ah, so this was what a “System Window” was.
For someone who’d never read games or novels featuring system windows, it must feel utterly strange…
[The broadcaster “Sirius” has accepted the Contract.]
[Congratulations! You have successfully formed a Contract!]
What? He accepted already?
There was a [Learn More About the Contract with the God▼] button on the lower right of the System Window, but he didn’t even check it?
I began to worry about Sirius.
What if he accepted without reading the terms? What if he got scammed?
“I was going to explain the contract to you, but it seems you already knew about it!”
Ah. That wasn’t something I should’ve said.
I’d pressed the contract request button so quickly that Ham had no chance to explain.
A person suggesting a contract without knowing what it is, and someone accepting it equally clueless. What a pair.
Was this combination… actually okay?
Since I knew nothing about the contract, I should’ve listened to the explanation, but I decided to hear it later. Right now, handling the situation came first.
“How do I send a Sponsorship?”
“You just need to press this icon.”
[Send Sponsorship]
A speech bubble appeared above one of the mysterious icons, as if prompting me to press it.
That bizarre symbol is the sponsorship icon?
It was absurd, but I had no choice but to press it.
[No Sponsorship items exist. Would you like to go shopping?]
[Yes] / [No]
Oh, I had to buy those items?
Come to think of it, I’d never considered where the Listener got the items he sponsored. I’d assumed they didn’t just appear out of thin air.
Even if he was a god, he wouldn’t have the ability to create everything.
When I pressed [Yes], another window opened beside the broadcast window.
[Sponsorship Item Shop]
[Worn Helmet]
[Worn Breastplate]
[Worn Greaves]
[Worn Cloak]
[Worn Sword]
[Worn Shield]
[Clumped Trash]
Why did everything look so shabby?
No matter how much I scrolled, there wasn’t a single item that looked decent.
“Don’t you sell any good items?”
“The god’s Intervention Level is still too low to purchase better items.”
What kind of system keeps better items locked behind a level?
Among the internet broadcasting platforms I knew, there was no such mechanism. On some sites, you could even sponsor expensive Korean beef steaks on your first day of joining.
From Ham’s tone, there was no way to level up immediately. If there were, she would’ve told me.
Do these people have no interest in business? Sell the expensive stuff and rake in that commission!
I sighed internally, but the lineup still looked pathetic no matter how I looked at it.
But there was no choice. I had to find something usable among these options.
I scrolled up and down repeatedly, then pressed on the Worn Sword.
[Worn Sword]
[A worn sword. It appears better suited for bludgeoning than cutting.]
[Price: 100 Points]
It bothered me that this was the very sword the Listener had given to Sirius in the original story, but there were no other options.
When my gaze landed on the price at the bottom, I felt dumbfounded. It meant even gods needed money.
The fact that money was needed to buy things was so obvious that even some puppies knew it, but there was no elegance in it.
Somewhere, there might be a god fumbling for lack of funds.
But did the listener have money right now? Where could I check how much money I was carrying?
“Are you concerned about Points?”
Ham asked. It seemed to be because I’d fixed my gaze on the price.
“Yeah. I’m worried I don’t have any money.”
“Then shall we check your Points on hand?”
Ham kindly guided me even at my strange remark about seemingly having no money.
But what was this.
I stared blankly at the window Ham had opened.
[Points on Hand: 9999999]999999+
The numbers spilled outside the System Window.
Listener…… why are you this rich?
“Using this won’t cause problems, right?”
The unexpected sum was nearly terrifying. Especially since the holder was the listener.
What if it’s money gathered through fraud or borrowed and never returned!
“Pardon?”
Ham questioned it as if the phrase “Points that cause problems when used” could not possibly exist in this world.
Seeing her surprised to that extent, was it okay?
I hesitated for a moment, then pressed the purchase button for the Worn Sword.
[Points on Hand: 9999999]999999+
Yet there was no change in my Points on hand.
This is frightening. Let’s stop looking.
I closed the window showing my Points on hand. Then I returned to the broadcast window and pressed the Sponsorship icon.
A menu of sponsorship methods appeared. It seemed there were several ways to sponsor, just like broadcasts on Earth.
I fixed my gaze on one option from the list.
[Message Sponsorship]
This seemed to be a feature that allowed sponsorship along with a message.
It appeared often in personal internet broadcasts, and it showed up in novels too. The difference was that in novels, TTS voice didn’t come out.
My finger was about to press the Message Sponsorship button…… but instead twisted my wrist and pressed a different button.
[Mission Sponsorship]
This was presumed to be a feature for sponsoring by giving the broadcaster a mission and awarding a prize upon success.
[Please enter the mission content.]
I typed the content into the blank space, and soon a window appeared before Sirius.
He read through the window’s content slowly.

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