I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 56

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Episode 56
That said, there was no way Sirius could be lying.
“I couldn’t think of any other method that might allow me to become a god.”
Sirius added, as if making an excuse.
Fall is fall, and an Evil God is still a god?
“You thought that by absorbing an Evil God, you could become a god?”
“It was half a gamble.”
If not for the item the dream had given him, Sirius might have died.
I’d told him to do whatever he wanted, and this is what he does. If I’d known, I would’ve told him not to do anything at all…….
Sirius blinked slowly, drowsiness overtaking him.
I needed to let him rest first.
“You look exhausted. Please rest on my Bed.”
“……Understood.”
There was a slight pause before he answered. What was that about?
It seemed rude to interrogate someone who was already half asleep, so I let it slide.
* * *
He had been waiting for this day.
When had it begun? He had come to wait for a reunion with the god.
When he first laid eyes on the god? When the god had been absent and returned?
He wasn’t sure. But he knew for certain that he had been waiting to meet again.
So when he heard from the god that it was an Evil God, he decided to use his ability to gain power equal to the god’s.
Absorbing the Evil God came with terrible pain. But if it meant seeing the god again, even this anguish was bearable.
[You really do seem lucky]
[When held, this item will defend against instant death once.]
[The item has been used.]
[The item will be destroyed.]
And countless times, he prayed to see the god again.
As if answering his wish, he moved to a new world.
And there, he saw you.
He collapsed, cradling the god in his arms.
The moment he saw the god nestled in his embrace, his heart bloomed with warmth.
An indescribable sense of fulfillment.
Was this what happiness felt like?
For the first time, he felt as though he had obtained happiness that would never fade away.
* * *
Sirius had fallen asleep, his breathing steady and even.
As I watched him quietly, I suddenly grew curious and decided to ask Ham about it.
“Ham, would you say Sirius is in a state where he could be called a god right now?”
“Well, I’m not entirely sure either. He has absorbed the power of the Evil God and gained strength comparable to that of a god, but I doubt the other gods would recognize him as one.”
In other words, he was far from ordinary.
But what was I supposed to do if the gods didn’t acknowledge him? There were only the two of us here.
No one had tried to stop me from bringing Sirius here either. So perhaps the gods’ recognition didn’t matter to us after all.
More pressing was the drowsiness that was catching up with me—it was getting late.
But first, I had something to do.
[Listener: Thank you for sending the chat.]
Thanks to Seosa sending the address through chat, I had been able to bring Sirius here safely.
[Seosa: Whoa]
[Seosa: Really you? Since when do you say thank you]
Seosa was so shocked by my gratitude that she forgot to use emojis and just typed away frantically.
I’d have to visit her in person later to thank her properly.
After finishing the chat, I opened the Mercury shopping app and bought another Bed.
Then I built three walls around the Bed and one wall with a door, creating a small room.
I didn’t want to wake up startled to find a handsome man lying in the Bed next to mine, so I’d sleep in my new makeshift room instead.
The hastily constructed room was cramped but cozy.
I fell asleep quickly.
* * *
“Haah…….”
“Sirius?”
When I emerged from my small room at the sound of his troubled breathing, I found Sirius writhing in what seemed to be a nightmare.
He’d had frequent nightmares in the original work too, and it seemed he was having them now as well.
“Sirius, wake up.”
As I shook him awake, he finally opened his eyes.
“……Thank you for waking me.”
I bought a wet cloth from the shopping app and wiped away his sweat.
He sat there numbly at first as I wiped him, then flinched in surprise.
“Let me do it myself.”
After a moment, Sirius finished wiping away all the sweat and stowed the cloth in his inventory.
Then he looked at me, hesitated, and spoke.
“There’s something I’d like to ask of you.”
“What is it?”
“I’d like to stay here.”
What? Sirius wants to stay here?
“Why is that?”
“I can’t tell you.”
What kind of answer is that? He wants to stay in my space but won’t explain why.
Though Sirius wouldn’t be plotting anything dangerous in my space, surely.
Unless absorbing the Evil God counts as dangerous?
“Even if you drive me away, I’ll come back. One way or another.”
What is he, some cursed doll?
The protagonist is obsessed with my house. Now that’s what I call a clingy guy.
“At the very least, shouldn’t you tell me the reason so I can understand?”
I’m genuinely curious. Come on, tell me.
Sirius fell silent for a moment before answering.
If it looked like he was racking his brain to come up with an excuse, that would just be my imagination, right?
“If I leave this place, I don’t know what might happen. Other deities might regard me with suspicion or even hostility.”
He’s not wrong. Those winged gods tried to suppress Sirius too.
Other gods could attack him, and I’m supposed to throw him out?
I can’t do that, at least.
I’d wanted to tell him to rest comfortably in this world made peaceful after defeating the Evil God.
Though I never actually said he should rest here.
I sighed heavily to myself.
“If you suspect me of plotting something dangerous, you’re welcome to keep watch over me.”
“I could never suspect you.”
I’d seen our entire journey unfold, and there’d been no opening for him to scheme anything dangerous.
That’s what made it stranger. Why was he doing this?
“All right, fine. I’ll allow you to stay here.”
It wasn’t obvious, but Sirius seemed pleased.
If he were a dog, he’d be wagging his tail right now.
A beautiful man looking satisfied in front of me—something bizarre flickered through my mind as though my brain had short-circuited.
‘Sirius, remember? We went to the Louvre Museum together, and people thought you were a sculpture and admired you.’
All sorts of silly memories surfaced.
Anyway, Sirius wants to stay here—what could I do to stop him?
First, I needed to get him fresh clothes. He looked terrible.
His hygiene had suffered from the battle with the Evil God.
I went into Mercury through the shopping app and purchased a shower booth with frosted glass walls so no one could see inside from outside, then browsed men’s clothing.
I picked out a pair of pajamas that looked incredibly comfortable and elegantly old-fashioned, and handed them to Sirius.
Buying the pajamas was partly because they matched the ones I’d bought, but mostly because I wanted to make it clear he should rest.
“Wash up over there and change into these.”
“Thank you.”
“I’ll be in my room for a while.”
I stepped into the room I’d hastily created and blocked my sight line. I had no intention of seeing the kind of white blur they’d censor on broadcast.
“I’m finished changing now.”
At Sirius’s words, I emerged from the room. In pajamas, he looked even more comfortable than I’d expected.
“Could you tell me your real name—not a pseudonym, but your actual one?”
Sirius awkwardly fingered the collar of his clothes as he asked the sudden question.
My name?
Listener was a pseudonym. So I must have a real name too.
“Hey, Ham-a, what’s my name?”
As I whispered it softly, Ham-a’s tiny hand traced a symbol, and a system window appeared.
[Wibis, the God of Falling Stars]
Wow. To think I’d finally learn my own name.
“It’s Weibis.”
Sirius met my gaze directly. His red eyes held mine.
“Weibis.”
Being called by a name feels strange. There’s an odd tingling sensation beneath my skin. I’m beginning to understand why gods use Pseudonym/Alias Names.
“So you were Weibis, sir.”
“You don’t need to be so formal.”
It feels burdensome to be called “sir” by someone far greater than an ordinary human who happened to be possessed by a god.
Sirius hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
“How could I take such liberties with the name of a god?”
I’m giving you permission. You can call me however you like.
But Sirius showed no intention of obliging me.
Fine. If that’s how you want it, I can’t do anything about it. If it puts you at ease, then let’s leave it at that.
“Anyway, that bed over there is yours. Use it as you wish.”
I pointed to the bed I’d been using. His gaze shifted to the hastily constructed room.
“Are you trying to keep your distance from me?”
That’s not entirely wrong, but this is something different.
“Is it because I held you without permission?”
Sirius’s expression turned self-reproachful.
No. It’s because looking at your face makes me feel like my heart might stop.
“It’s a personal matter, so you don’t need to worry about it.”
Even so, Sirius didn’t tear his gaze from the room.
Regardless, I really should keep the door closed. I don’t know why Sirius looks at it with such irritation.
I stepped into the small room and spoke as if to demonstrate.
“You’ll still be able to hear my voice from here. The wall is open at the top.”
“…Yes. I understand.”
Sirius’s voice sounded as if there were no wall between us at all.
If soundproofing were scored, it would rate a zero.

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