I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 92

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Episode 92
I’d been thinking I’d offer thanks every time something good happened, but maybe I should drop that habit.
Seosa had grown used to my blunt manner, and now I was wondering if I should keep treating her that way going forward—a small concern that nagged at me.
But there was no time for such thoughts now. I had to get Flame’s condition stabilized right away.
I sent a message to Harp String.
[Listener: Are you interested in trading?]
Again, I just stated my business without preamble.
[Harp String: I am.]
Harp String sent me the address of her space.
Before I moved to Harp String’s Space, I asked Sirius a question.
“Sirius, is it all right if I visit a god I haven’t met before?”
“It is fine.”
“Then I’ll take us there.”
I gripped Sirius’s wrist and pressed the teleport button.
White marble pathways wound with green vegetation, thin snow dusted across them.
Before a dried-up fountain that no longer flowed sat a goddess in the form of a young girl, her hands poised over a harp as though she’d just paused mid-performance.
Surely she wouldn’t blame me for spoiling her moment.
There was a difference between a lyre and a harp, at least.
Fortunately, she didn’t.
“I’ve nothing interesting lately, so I’d be grateful if you could find something for me.”
She too got straight to the point. It made for a refreshingly efficient conversation.
But this was quite a difficult request.
What could possibly interest a god who’d lived for eons?
Still, I had to try.
I thought of Water Drop—that frail, child-like deity in particular.
Then I recalled her drooping shoulders as she spoke of Flame’s story.
“I’ll draw up a Trade Contract. What do you want from me?”
“Please use your Purification Ability on ‘Flame Who Dances with the Wind.'”
“Very well.”
[Trade Contract]
[Contracting party: Harp String of the Snowy Mountain]
[In exchange for the Listener Who Draws Lines of Destiny finding something of interest for Harp String of the Snowy Mountain, Harp String of the Snowy Mountain shall use her Purification Ability on Flame Who Dances with the Wind.]
[(Please draw anything with the Quill Pen.)]
It had been a while since I’d seen a Trade Contract. I carelessly drew a line across the bottom of the contract again.
Something of interest. I’d need to think about this.
“I’ll return to my space for a moment.”
“Do as you please.”
Needing a place to think, I returned to my space with Sirius.
“Welcome back, sir,” Hammy whispered.
Hammy stood beside Sapphire, who lay hugging a blanket—it looked like Hammy had been watching over Sapphire while she slept.
“Yawn.”
Indifferent to Hammy’s efforts, Sapphire yawned from her place on the bed, then bounced down with sleepy eyes and rubbed her body against my leg.
I lowered myself and petted Sapphire vigorously with both hands.
Would Sapphire, a divine dragon, spark the god’s interest?
“Hand.”
“Hand?”
I extended my hand and spoke; Sapphire tilted her head.
Sapphire was a divine dragon no less, and she’d been able to speak since birth—training her like a dog and showing her off seemed somehow wrong.
Was there nothing better?
“It’s nearly time for breakfast. Would you care to eat, sir?”
Sirius, who’d been tying Flame to the foot of the bed, spoke while looking at the moon floating in my space.
The moon in this space moved with time just like the real one. When the moon was at that position, it was always breakfast.
Ah. I had a good idea.
“What if I offered Harp String some of Sirius’s cooking?”
“Is my food worthy of capturing a god’s interest?”
“Yes. I believe it is.”
“Truly?”
Sirius looked at me with surprised eyes—eyes that soon softened into warmth.
“Thank you for valuing the food I prepare.”
“Not at all. I mean it because it really is delicious.”
Sapphire, who had been watching the two of us in turns, fixed her gaze on Sirius.
“Dad, are you embarrassed?”
…….
“Kyaa! Dad, you’re so embarrassed!”
Sapphire’s delight was so unbridled that she chirped with laughter.
Whether this counted as teasing the little dragon, I couldn’t quite say.
Even as the small dragon made sport of him, Sirius lowered himself and gave Sapphire a gentle pat.
Rising to his feet, Sirius’s first destination was the sink. He pumped out foaming soap and washed his hands thoroughly, then made for the refrigerator to retrieve the cuts of meat already prepared, and finally headed to the barbecue grill.
Sizzle.
The steaks cooked on the grill. Sirius sprinkled seasonings over them with the care of a master chef.
The aroma was so intoxicating that I had to restrain myself from asking Harp String for a piece instead of waiting for my own.
Watching Sirius cook, I soon received a finished steak.
I needed to keep my wits about me. One wrong move and I might devour it whole.
I considered slapping my own cheek but thought better of it. Instead, I decided to ask Sirius whether he would accompany me.
“I can go alone this time, but would you wait here?”
“I shall accompany you.”
“Me too.”
“Sapphire, you wait with Hammy. We’ll be back soon.”
“Mmph. Got it.”
Sapphire pouted but did as I asked.
With that, I carried the plate of steak and fork to Harp String’s Space alongside Sirius.
“Here, please eat.”
I extended the steak toward Harp String.
“Are you seriously asking me to eat food like a human now?”
Harp String’s face filled with discomfort.
Ah, does this god dislike acting human? I hadn’t anticipated that.
What should I do? I was tempted to devour it myself and pretend I’d brought nothing at all.
After a moment’s deliberation, I chose to press forward.
“Just try it, then you can tell me what you think.”
Come on, just try it.
I fanned the steak’s aroma toward Harp String with my hand.
“Fine, fine. But if you disappoint me, I expect you to take responsibility.”
Harp String spoke as though daring me to prove myself. Despite the “Gentle” in his title, he had quite the sharp demeanor.
He brought a cut piece of steak to his mouth.
“Mm?”
After one bite, his eyes widened.
“Mmm…….”
His fork never stopped moving.
“……Could I have more of this?”
If I had a face capable of expression, I would have worn the satisfied smirk of a schemer watching their plan unfold perfectly.
“Sirius, can you prepare more steaks?”
“Of course.”
We had brought plenty of steaks prepared from my space.
Harp String emptied every plate without a trace.
“How can food evoke such a feeling? It’s remarkable.”
Still visibly amazed, he rested his hand on his satisfied stomach.
“So, where is the one I’m supposed to treat?”
“I’ll bring them now.”
We brought out Flame, whom we had been keeping bound to the bed frame, and showed him to Harp String.
“Growl.”
Harp String examined Flame, held by Sirius, from every angle.
“Oddly enough, the Evil God Transformation is incomplete. He functions as an evil god but also retains function as a god—it’s a strange form.”
“Krroahhh!”
After kneading Flame’s hand, Harp String spoke.
“It looks like we’ll need a Purification Agent for this, and since those are difficult to come by, this is quite the predicament.”
At the mention of a Purification Agent, something occurred to me.
“Like this?”
I retrieved a small bottle from my inventory.
[Purification Agent]
[A highly effective Purification Agent.]
A system window appeared above the small bottle.
“Right, that. How convenient that you happen to have it on hand?”
It was nothing short of good luck.
Harp String examined the bottle from every angle before speaking.
“Oh, the purity on this is quite high, isn’t it? Half should be enough.”
He formed a sphere of light and poured half the Purification Agent into it.
Then he returned the bottle with half its contents remaining.
“Now I need to do some work on the memories. For safety—to erase any memory of becoming an Evil God. If we leave those memories intact, there’s a risk of falling back into that state. So here’s the thing: do you know of any deity with the ability to erase memories?”
Though I knew few gods, I happened to know of one capable of erasing memories.
Seosa, the God of Stories—he possessed the ability to see future stories, and at the same time, he could erase the stories of others, their memories.
My hesitation didn’t last long.
I decided to ask Seosa for help.
“Should I bring him here right now?”
“Oh, are you thinking of asking the God of Stories for a favor?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“As expected—you’re truly beloved by the God of Stories.”
Harp String spoke with a sense of wonder. Seosa had few connections among the gods.
Then Sirius looked at me. I met his gaze, silently asking what was on his mind.
“What is your relationship with the God of Stories?”
Sirius had seen Seosa before, but since I hadn’t told him that Seosa was the God of Stories, there was no way he could have known.

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