I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 70

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Episode 70
—Wow, what in the world is that?
—I think it’s a Temple.
—Unlike the previous gods, it seems someone has broken the Unwritten Rule that Temples cannot be built in the Capital and constructed one anyway.
Listening to the murmurs of people around me, it didn’t seem that building a Temple in the Capital was actually forbidden by law.
I’d nearly made Antares a criminal by mistake.
Pop! Pop!
[Temple construction has been completed!]
Before long, a suitably large Temple was finished.
—Are you watching, Divine One?
[‘The Listener Who Draws the Final Line’ is clapping, saying you’re our greatest god!]
—Thank you!
[Temple has been constructed.]
[Congratulations! Your Intervention Level has increased!]
[Your Intervention Level: 5]
My level rose from building the Temple.
[You have achieved a great feat as the world’s first!]
[Achievement: Building a Temple in the Capital]
[Congratulations! Your Intervention Level has increased!]
[Your Intervention Level: 6]
And I leveled up once more.
They’re giving me a level up for this?
Well, I’m not complaining.
I was curious what other features might have unlocked from the level up, but sleep was starting to call.
As I settled onto the bed, Sirius approached.
“Might I lean against your shoulder?”
Lean against my shoulder, just like that?
“Is that not allowed?”
He spoke with a suddenly forlorn expression.
Not allowed? Of course it’s allowed.
Looking at that face, I wanted to grant him anything. I nodded to show that yes, he could lean against my shoulder.
Soft breathing, steady and even.
Sirius tilted his head to rest it against my shoulder, and not long after, he fell asleep.
Just how comfortable was my presence that he could sleep so soundly?
I laid Sirius down in a proper position and then drifted off to sleep beside him.
* * *
[Seosa: Come to my space. I’ve got something to show you. (￣v￣)]
“Sirius, I’m going to step into another god’s space for a moment…”
That’s when Sirius grabbed the hem of my clothes.
Why did he have to look so pitiful?
If I had to describe it, it was like the eyes of a puppy separated from its master.
I didn’t know you could make that kind of expression.
It seemed that when circumstances changed, the light in someone’s eyes changed too.
In any case, Sirius was hoping that I wouldn’t go anywhere.
[Seosa: Your friend can come along too. (￣∇￣)/]
Well then, I could bring Sirius with me.
Originally, I had tried to keep Sirius hidden from the other gods. I’d worried they might harm him, or that careless remarks they threw around might wound his pride.
Yet for some reason, I had a feeling that Seosa would treat Sirius kindly.
“Sirius, this time we’ll go together.”
“Is that truly so?”
[Transmission]
I pressed the Transmission button while holding Sirius’s arm.
“This place is…”
Sirius looked around, apparently fascinated by Seosa’s Space.
We moved forward, making our way toward where Seosa was.
“Oh my, linking arms, are we!”
Seosa called out with a teasing expression.
I wasn’t linking arms—I was just holding his arm.
But it seemed to be plenty of material for Seosa to tease me about.
What’s wrong with holding someone’s arm? It could happen to anyone.
I stared at Seosa in disbelief.
“Stop looking at me like that. You’ll bore a hole right through me.”
Seosa feigned embarrassment as he spoke. I ignored his protest and took a seat at the tea table alongside Sirius.
Originally there had been only one extra chair besides Seosa’s own, but now there were two more. It seemed Seosa had arranged a place for Sirius.
Sirius settled into his seat and asked a question.
“May I inquire about your relationship?”
“Fair question. We’re like a father and daughter.”
What kind of nonsense was that. I’m Shirin’s daughter.
Thinking it over with all the information I’d gathered so far, the bond between Seosa and me seemed closer to that of a solitary elderly person and their sole visitor.
I couldn’t protest — Seosa’s expression as he poured our tea was far too shameless.
“I do it out of courtesy, but you shouldn’t touch the tea or cookies. They won’t suit your palate,” Seosa told Sirius.
The tea and cookies were sweet enough that they might indeed be too much for Sirius’s taste.
They were delicious to me, yet apparently not to Sirius.
Come to think of it, I’d never seen Seosa actually drink the tea or eat the cookies.
Why was that? Did he perhaps not care for them?
Could this refreshment be composed entirely of my preferences alone?
No, surely not.
Crunch.
I took a bite of the cookie. The sweet confection melted across my tongue.
“So, what did you call us here for?”
“Just bored.”
I made a show of standing up.
“Ah, I was joking! Don’t go!”
I sat back down. Sirius watched me quietly.
For some reason, I felt a little embarrassed.
“Sigh. I was hoping we could have some tea and chat a while, and then I’d explain things to you slowly.”
But the Listener isn’t the type for that. They’d want to cut straight to the point, just like I did a moment ago.
“I have something to show you both. Come along.”
Where Seosa led us, there hung a curtain in mid-air, as if concealing something.
As we stared at the curtain in confusion, Seosa swept it aside.
“Tada.”
Behind the curtain was the entrance to a Dungeon.
“Why is that here?”
“I don’t know either.”
“How don’t you know?”
“All I know is that it just appears. The reason why, I have no idea.”
Seosa made an aggrieved face, then shifted to one of pity.
“I need your help. A weak god like me can’t clear a Dungeon.”
He pretended to cry.
“Think of it as helping me — get rid of that thing. I’m scared it might turn into a vortex, so I haven’t even been able to read the new books that came in.”
“Understood.”
And so, clearing the Dungeon had become our responsibility.
“Shall we go, Sirius?”
“Yes.”
The moment we crossed the Dungeon’s entrance, an unfamiliar interior stretched around us.
Enormous bookshelves, arranged haphazardly without pattern, seemed to pierce through the impossibly high ceiling.
If Seosa’s Space was a place of book collection, this place resembled a library in form.
Thud! Thud!
The books that bounded about using their covers as legs appeared to be Monsters.
Between the partially opened pages, jagged teeth bristled thickly. Even a single bite looked as though it would punch holes through your body.
Thwack.
Fortunately, this Monster proved weak. A single swing of my Greatsword sent it flying, and it collapsed limply.
Clearing the Monsters near the Dungeon entrance was not difficult. Sirius also defeated the fanged books without trouble.
I looked around to see if there were more Monsters, when a book in one of the shelves caught my eye. I pulled it out at random and began reading its contents. It was quite thick.
[Story of Potato]
The title was rather endearing.
[Once upon a time, there was a potato.]
The first page contained nothing else. I turned to the next page.
[But then the potato disappeared.]
After that, every page contained no text whatsoever.
What kind of book is this?
I shook my head in disbelief and shelved it where it had been.
“There’s nothing more to see here. Let’s go deeper.”
“Understood.”
We hadn’t gone far when a bright red bookshelf came into view.
I wondered what it could be…
Books Prohibited for Under 19.
Ah, well…
As I stopped, Sirius looked at me with a puzzled expression. It seemed his world had no such restriction on reading materials.
“Let’s not look at this section and keep moving.”
“Understood.”
Fortunately, he appeared to simply pass by the bookshelf without question, heeding only my words.
Thud.
But then suddenly a book fell to the floor and opened at the same moment, and I caught sight of some of its contents.
Oh…? Oh…
“What is the content?”
…
I kicked the book across the floor in front of Sirius, hastily concealing it.
“There is no need to hide it. It is written in a language I cannot read.”
Really? Then I could look at it openly…
…but who has time for this sort of thing anyway.
I pressed forward without looking at the book, trying my best to seem indifferent.
And yet.
Smack.
Did that book just kiss me?
I was about to look at that pervert book in exasperation when—
Thrust.
“An indecent book.”
The book that had kissed me was pierced by Sirius’s greatsword. The book, impaled on the blade, fluttered weakly before going still.
Prohibited for Subscribers Under 19.
In the upper right corner of the book was a red square with white lettering—something I’d seen many times before.
For a restricted book, it was a rather wholesome form of attack.
Sirius moved as though shielding me, pressing forward.
Just as the colors of the bookshelves began to shift into a rainbow of hues again, I saw shadows shaped like people.
-Ah! Aah! Aaaah!
Shadows engaged in loud, raucous shouting.
-Hehehehe!
Shadows scribbling with pens on books.
-Whoosh whoosh!
Shadows ripping pages to fold them into paper airplanes, and so on.
Every variety of library nuisance had gathered in one place.
-Let’s sing together!
-I’ll draw on your face too!
-Whoosh whoosh?
Huff. Huff.
Even swinging the greatsword at them would not make them disappear.

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