I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 89

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Episode 89
“How rude! Our Listener is a god — you can’t just treat him that way!”
“Dating a human?”
“Gasp.”
“Huff.”
Tong-dalja and Gwangdae began muttering quietly to each other.
“So much for all those denials — looks like it was true after all.”
“Seems you’ve been enjoying secret dates behind our backs.”
Whose side are you even on? You’re certainly not on mine.
I condemned them both silently.
“Anyway, let’s clear this dungeon quickly.”
“Right, that’s right. We were in the middle of a dungeon run.”
Tong-dalja spoke as though he’d completely forgotten about the dungeon.
“Come on, let’s head to the next area!”
And so the awkward journey continued, with Tikkul in tow.
Tikkul and the god following him trailed behind us like shadows.
They seemed unwilling to take the lead.
“Stop following us like that! Why won’t you go ahead first?”
“Who knows what dangerous things might be waiting ahead!”
The way they said it made it sound like they were asking us to go first and clear out any danger.
I couldn’t fathom what merit they hoped to claim by acting this way.
Even after Tong-dalja took a jab at them, they didn’t stop trailing behind us.
“This must be the next area!”
As we left the Toy Village behind, we emerged into a place filled with glaciers and ice. Judging by the track visible, it looked like one of the racing maps.
Near us stood rows of adult-sized cars that looked like children’s toys.
[Board Bruungi and proceed to the next area.]
Bruungi? What’s that?
Could it be the name of these child-like adult-sized cars?
Tong-dalja looked over the cars, then pointed to one and whispered to me.
“Get in that Bruungi and stomp on the Super Acceleration Pedal like before. That should let us shake them off.”
“You haven’t removed that pedal yet?”
“I took it out everywhere else, but for some reason it’s still attached to this one.”
I climbed into the car Tong-dalja had mentioned. It was a two-seater, so Tong-dalja took the back seat and fastened his seatbelt.
“Should we just leave Gwangdae behind?”
“I’ll come pick him up later.”
I looked at the pedals beneath my feet. There was one pedal I recognized, standing out conspicuously.
Never thought I’d be pressing this thing again.
I started the engine and, just like before, recklessly stomped on the Super Acceleration Pedal with a ‘Whoosh!’
Screeeeeech!!
The car shot forward like a projectile.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
Tong-dalja let out a scream. I wanted to scream too.
It felt like my soul was being ripped from my body. My long hair whipped wildly, and I couldn’t think straight.
“What kind of speed is this?!”
Amid all this, I heard Tikkul’s voice cry out in shock.
Am I even doing this right?
At least the car was staying on the track.
[Mini Map]
The mini map appeared in my field of vision, indicating an upcoming turn in the track.
I couldn’t rely on luck alone like before and use advanced skills recklessly. I concentrated every ounce of focus and barely managed to lift my foot off the pedal.
Immediately, the car’s speed plummeted.
“Oh. So this is what it feels like to suddenly release the pedal.”
For some reason, Tong-dalja — the one who’d made this pedal — sounded amazed.
As though he’d never actually stomped on the Super Acceleration Pedal before.
I guided the sluggish car through the turn slowly and carefully.
But should I press the Super Acceleration Pedal again? We must’ve already put considerable distance between us and the other gods.
Yet the thought of Tikkul’s irritating face made me stomp on the Super Acceleration Pedal again before I could help myself.
“Gaaahhhhh! Tell me first before you press it!”
Without meaning to, I’d done it. I should’ve given him a heads-up before pressing it.
[Finish Line!]
The track hadn’t been difficult—I reached the finish line in no time.
[Find the correct key and open the door.]
A new mission-like prompt appeared.
At the finish line, before a door made entirely of ice, hung a lock that looked like a toy, and in front of it lay a pile of keys.
Was this a place to test one’s luck?
I tried inserting keys into the lock one by one.
Click. Click.
The lock wouldn’t open—only loud sounds.
“Move aside. Let me try.”
Tong-dalja rummaged through his inventory and pulled out a Safety Pin. I watched as he promptly jammed it into the keyhole.
I wanted to ask if he was going to break the lock, but he was so focused that I held my tongue.
“It’s open!”
The mission said to open it with a key, but was this kind of shortcut acceptable?
At least the system didn’t flash any warning that this was against the rules.
So all that mattered was opening it?
Creak.
Tong-dalja opened the door that had been locked.
And then immediately closed it again.
“What did I just see?”
“What’s wrong?”
“The room beyond is crawling with monsters.”
Tong-dalja continued speaking, his expression still registering shock.
“I think this is your turn to step up.”
My turn? What did he mean by that?
“You open the door.”
I did as he said.
And seeing it myself, I understood immediately. I had to sweep them all away at once.
And that was my specialty.
“Stars, lend me your aid.”
I summoned shooting stars into the room.
Bang! Bang!
Massive meteors crashed down into the chamber teeming with monsters.
Shriek!
Screech!
Not a single monster remained standing after the enormous meteors fell.
“Wow, you really are strong.”
I was a powerful deity, that much was true. If I could have made an expression, I would have looked proud just then.
This ability looked good when used carelessly, but I couldn’t do that when nearby—shards of meteor could strike and wound me at close range.
It worked best against foes at a safe distance, just like this.
“Is there another path forward?”
“Yes. There was a door on the opposite side of the room.”
“Let’s see what lies beyond it.”
Creak.
Opening the door revealed Toy Village once more.
But the atmosphere was different from before. Where the first had seemed for infants, this one felt geared toward children.
“Hmm. Looks like we have somewhere else to go.”
Tong-dalja paused, contemplating something.
“I’ll go fetch Gwangdae. You wait here. He’s not good at driving Bruungi, and frankly, you’ll be irritated if you run into those creatures again.”
So he’d been debating whether to bring Gwangdae along.
With that, Tong-dalja took the car I’d ridden in and drove back the way we’d come.
I doubted his feet would even reach the pedals.
He seemed to care for me. It seemed he also cared that he’d caused me to meet Tikkul.
After a short wait, the car carrying Tong-dalja arrived at a normal speed.
“Ugh, I’m carsick.”
“You can’t even handle that?!”
Tong-dalja slapped Gwangdae repeatedly in the back seat. It didn’t seem to hurt, but it brought to mind Cinderella being mistreated by her stepsisters.
I decided to ask Tong-dalja something I’d been curious about.
“How did you work the pedals?”
“I have my own methods!”
I wondered if Tong-dalja had used Divine Power to reach the pedals.
Each god’s Divine Power had different capabilities, so the probability was high.
“Then let’s move forward.”
“Yes!”
Gwangdae answered brightly, as if he’d never been carsick at all. We pressed on toward the Toy Village.
There, we spotted Robot Toys gathered together, each fitted with Antennas on both sides and the crown of their heads.
“That unit. Something’s wrong.”
“Antenna, missing.”
Looking at what they were surrounding, I saw a robot missing the Antenna on its left side.
“I am not wrong.”
The robot missing one Antenna spoke with a sadness that was hard to ignore.
It seemed these robots were doing something like ostracizing that one for looking odd.
Tong-dalja tilted his head at the sight.
“Hmm, I have no idea what to do about this. Listener, do you have any thoughts?”
I looked at the robots again.
“What if we gave that robot an Antenna so it didn’t look strange?”
“Does a Dungeon really have a place where you need to do something like that out of nowhere?”
“Since it’s such an unknowable place, it’s good to keep possibilities open.”
“Hmm. That’s a fair point.”
Tong-dalja stared at the robot missing one Antenna, pursed his lips in thought, and spoke.
“Listener, how do you think we should fix that one?”
“I think we might find a hidden Antenna somewhere and attach it.”
“Should we look for an Antenna then?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.”
We decided to search the space for an Antenna.
But there was no Antenna anywhere to be found.
Tong-dalja looked as if he’d grown tired of the antenna hunt.
“Ugh! This is a pain! Can’t we just use this?”
Tong-dalja held up a Child-Sized Spoon, speaking as he did. The spoon’s shape did bear some resemblance to the Antennas those robots wore.
“Listener, can you cut this with Divine Power?”
“Let me try.”
I unleashed Divine Power at the spoon, fine and sharp.
Recalling Sirius, who’d coated his knife with Aura to slice meat.
Snap.
I succeeded in cutting away everything but the top part of the Child-Sized Spoon.
“Oh, you actually did it!”
“I’ll attach it!”
Gwangdae said with unexpected confidence.
Did he perhaps have some ability to stick things together?

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