I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 73

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Chapter 73
How strange. I hadn’t realized how much taller Sirius was than me.
A small jolt ran through me.
No, Sirius must just be tall. After all, he’s the protagonist of a novel.
So I comforted myself with that thought.
Anyway, is this fruit safe to eat?
In a Survival Game, certain fruits could be poisoned. I decided to test this one alone without telling Sirius.
I bit into the red fruit.
Crunch.
Fortunately, I could eat it without any ill effects. At the same time, both my Hunger Gauge and Thirst Gauge rose slightly.
This fruit seemed to fill both hunger and thirst a little at a time.
“Sirius, thank you. This fruit is delicious.”
“Not at all.”
Sirius continued picking fruit afterward. I wondered if he was gathering them for himself, but he gave them all to me. Soon I was holding fruit in both arms.
“I’m sorry. I should have been carrying these.”
But Sirius didn’t stop at picking the fruit—he tried to carry all of it himself.
“Please, let me carry these.”
“But…”
“It’s not that heavy, really.”
“Then could we at least split it?”
“Yes. If we’re splitting it, then fine.”
We divided the fruit amicably between us.
“Now that we’ve secured food, should we look for somewhere like a Cave to stay?”
“Let’s do that.”
I looked around. I couldn’t see any cave nearby.
“We should probably head to higher ground to see if there’s a Cave.”
I nodded.
We ventured deeper into the forest and climbed toward the mountain.
The mountain wasn’t very tall. We reached the summit quickly and surveyed the area.
“There’s a Cave over there.”
What? Where?
All I could see were trees.
But if Sirius said so, it must be right.
When I walked to where Sirius was pointing, a real Cave appeared.
We entered the Cave. It wasn’t very spacious, but it had an oddly welcoming feel to it.
“My Hunger Gauge dropped a lot on the way here, so let’s eat first.”
We filled our bellies with the fruit we’d been carrying. The Gauge was full only after we’d eaten about half of it.
Then I looked outside the Cave and saw that the sun had already set. Time moved quickly in this place—night fell almost at once.
My stomach was full, so I lay down immediately. But something glittered before my eyes.
[The surrounding temperature is low. Stamina is decreasing slowly.]
The temperature must have dropped because night had fallen. I suddenly felt a chill creeping in.
I looked around to see if there was anything to raise the temperature. The only thing around was Sirius.
But that was more than enough.
“Sirius.”
When I called to him, he looked at me with a questioning expression.
“Is it alright if I stay in your arms to keep warm?”
If we shared body heat like we had in Seosa’s dungeon before, it would be warm.
I’d slept in Sirius’s arms before, so I should have gotten used to it by now—except I hadn’t. Not one bit. That face of his surprised me every time I saw it.
But I had no choice. If I kept enduring like this, my Stamina would only drain away.
Sirius, however, looked slightly startled.
Here was someone who’d already held me while I slept, and he was making that expression. Honestly, it was embarrassing.
“If not, it’s fine.”
“No. It’s alright.”
Sirius turned to face me and lay down. I shuffled hesitantly into his embrace.
Sirius’s arms still weren’t familiar to me, but I had no choice if I wanted to share warmth. I deliberately looked down so I wouldn’t be startled by his face again.
[The surrounding temperature is adequate. Stamina does not decrease.]
I was relieved that it had been resolved.
“Aren’t you cold, Sirius?”
“Thanks to you, I’m no longer cold.”
It seemed Sirius also had the Stamina-decrease system notification displayed.
So holding each other was the answer.
Doing this, we felt like two people drifting together on a deserted island.
[Survival Days Remaining: 4]
The system window shattered the mood. It reminded us that this wasn’t real shipwreck—only a game.
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When I woke, my Hunger Gauge had dropped considerably. Even eating all the fruit hadn’t filled it completely.
The fruit was inefficient. I’d need to consume far more to top off the gauge.
Which meant I had to scout for new food sources.
But first, there was something else.
“I need to find Flint and Buji.”
Fire was essential.
Finding Flint might be straightforward, but Buji was another matter.
Buji meant iron. Whether iron existed here was anyone’s guess.
Then again, this is supposed to be a Survival Game—it should have one. It’s practically a necessity.
“Since we have no Flint or Buji yet, let’s search for more fruit first.”
As Sirius and I wandered through the forest, we discovered a Purple Fruit.
“It looks sinister,” I said.
“I agree.”
By wordless accord, we decided against eating it. And reasonably so—something about it screamed danger the moment you laid eyes on it.
We abandoned our trek deeper into the forest and returned to where we’d first arrived, planning to gather more fruit.
That’s when I felt something crush beneath my sock.
[Buji]
The system window helpfully identified what lay underfoot.
It wasn’t just raw iron ore—it was a proper Buji, shaped as it should be.
I immediately picked it up and showed it to Sirius.
“Sirius, I found the Buji.”
“. . .”
“What’s wrong?”
Upon seeing the Buji, Sirius appeared visibly displeased.
Did he dislike Buji for some reason?
That seemed unlikely, but not knowing the reason left me grasping at odd explanations.
Now I just needed to find the Flint.
[Flint]
The moment I looked for Flint, system windows popped up everywhere.
There was far more of it scattered about than I’d expected.
I gathered one piece of Flint along with Dry Grass and Branches that would catch fire easily, then returned to the Cave with Sirius.
Clink! Clink!
Striking the Flint with the Buji sent sparks flying. I adjusted my angle so the sparks landed on the Dry Grass.
It was far from easy. When did modern people ever use Flint?
And I couldn’t very well ask Sirius for help again. I needed to prove myself useful.
I resolved that even if my hands wore raw, I’d kindle that fire myself.
After what felt like an eternity, a small ember caught in the Dry Grass. I wiped away sweat that hadn’t yet formed and declared:
“Sirius, I’ve made fire.”
“As expected of you. Truly impressive.”
His praise lifted my spirits.
Now came the hunt for food.
We returned to the place where we’d first appeared. This time, instead of toward the forest, we headed toward the Sea.
In a Survival Game, where there’s a Sea, there are Fish.
I picked up a thick Branch with a sharpened tip to use as a Spear and tried to catch Fish.
Wading into the water, I spotted plump Fish swimming about. With prey so abundant and visible, catching them seemed easy enough.
Thrust! Thrust!
But contrary to expectations, the Fish were quick. Not a single one even grazed my Spear.
“Let me try, Wivis.”
The incompetent god handed the Spear over willingly. I stood watching Sirius, wringing out my water-soaked hair.
Thrust!
Sirius skewered a large Fish in one motion.
“Sirius, how are you so skilled at catching Fish? You’ve barely been to the Sea before.”
“I’ve caught them in rivers.”
Is this a matter of talent?
If I could take one thing with me when cast away on a deserted island, it seemed I should choose Sirius.
After that, Sirius caught many more Fish.
We returned to the Cave, carrying our catch.
I set the Fish on a large leaf, then gathered several Branches that were appropriately thin yet sturdy.
But there was one thing I hadn’t anticipated — the fish’s entrails. By the time I returned, Sirius had cleaned every last bit of them out, laying the gutted Fish neatly on the large leaf, their bellies split open.
The entrails were nowhere to be seen. He’d disposed of them somewhere out of my sight.
“Sirius? How did you remove the entrails from the Fish?”
“With my bare hands.”
Be careful not to get torn by Sirius yourself.
It felt like someone was whispering that to me.
I glanced at Sirius’s hands. They didn’t look like the hands of someone who had just torn open Fish and scraped out their innards. He’d cleaned them thoroughly with leaves.
I skewered each gutted Fish with a Branch. It was a meal without regard for hygiene.
But since this place seemed to be something like virtual reality, I wasn’t particularly worried.
Besides, I was a god, and Sirius was something god-like, so I figured we probably wouldn’t die from something like that.
“This is delicious.”
Roasted Fish tasted good regardless of hygiene or anything else.
I checked my Gauges. Even after leaving a considerable amount of Fish uneaten, my Hunger Gauge was full, but my Thirst Gauge had dropped significantly.
But night fell before I knew it. There was no time to find water.
I’d have to look for some tomorrow.

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