I'm a Goddess to Be Devoured by the Protagonist - Chapter 93

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Episode 93
“I’ve seen him before—a male god with braided hair at a place that used to have lots of books. We’re just close. I’ve known him for quite a while.”
“Is this the god you mentioned having a relationship like father and daughter?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Sirius didn’t ask further. He seemed satisfied with my answer.
In any case, I sent a message to Seosa.
[Listener: Would you come to Harp String’s space?]
[Seosa: It’s a bit much for me to leave here. (T∇T)]
[Seosa: Could you two come here instead? (TVT)]
Here was a god who was already living alone, and now showing hermit tendencies on top of that. A problematic deity in every way.
“Harp String, the god of stories is asking if we could come to his space. Would you be able to move us there?”
“Sure thing.”
I sent Harp String a message with Seosa’s spatial address via chat.
Harp String then disappeared, holding the Sphere of Light. It seemed she had moved to Seosa’s space first.
“Woof! Woof-woof!”
“Ahhh! Scary!”
Seosa curled up at the sight of the small god, as if absolutely terrified.
“I’ll—I’ll put her to sleep with a sedative first. That way I can search through her memories.”
“Sure thing. Do whatever you need.”
Seosa pulled out a pouch of powder and sprinkled it on Firelight. The god who had been barking fiercely at Seosa soon fell asleep.
Seosa led us toward the tea table.
“Sit them down here.”
He gestured to a cushioned chair and spoke to Sirius, who obeyed.
Except for the fact that most of Firelight’s body was black as charcoal, she looked like an ordinary child sleeping peacefully.
Seosa placed his hand into Firelight’s head.
I don’t know how that was possible. His hand simply… went inside her head.
“Ugh. I hate doing this every time.”
And when Seosa pulled his hand back out.
Pop.
With a cute sound, the Old Book emerged.
“Let me see here.”
Seosa began reading the Old Book. To us, it appeared to be a book with no writing at all, but he would be able to see its contents.
“I need to erase everything from here to here.”
“Can you really just decide on it like that?”
“It’s not just deciding.”
Seosa rubbed something like a bread crumb across where the text would have been.
Could it be he was using that because he didn’t have an eraser.
“All erased. It should be fine now.”
When he searched through Firelight’s head again, the book vanished.
“Ugh~”
Seosa pulled his hand back with a grimace, making a sound of real displeasure.
“Now I’ll apply Purification.”
Harp String opened Firelight’s mouth and placed the Sphere of Light inside. Even while sleeping, Firelight chewed on it absently.
“All done. Her condition still looks poor, but that should heal naturally with time. I’ll be heading back now.”
I was about to bow in thanks, but I didn’t even see her off. I wasn’t sure what Seosa would say if I did.
It felt both familiar and unfamiliar at once.
Besides, she didn’t seem to want a farewell either. She had the same kind of personality as me—say what needs to be said and leave.
Harp String pressed the transfer button and disappeared, and silence settled over Seosa’s space.
“Our Listener did a good deed, didn’t they?”
Seosa had an expression I couldn’t quite read.
“If we’d left this one alone, she would have become a full Demon God. We were able to treat her because we found her quickly.”
Hearing his words, I felt a small sense of pride.
How hard I had worked, running through dungeons to find Firelight.
“Now take her to where she’s supposed to be. She’ll wake up soon.”
“Understood.”
I sent a message to Water Drop.
[Listener: I’d like to meet briefly to discuss something. Would it be alright if I came to your space?]
[Water Drop: What?]
The message came back with typos as always.
I moved to Water Drop’s space together with Sirius, who was holding Firelight.
“I found Firelight before she became a Demon God.”
“Really? You did?”
Sirius showed me Firelight, whose form had turned pitch black. Though Harp String said the healing was complete, it seemed she would need time to return to normal.
“Ah, so she really was about to become a Demon God.”
Water Drop shed tears. Her figure looked so forlorn.
I decided to explain the situation to Sirius, who didn’t yet understand what was happening.
A brief explanation seemed like it would be enough to make him grasp the circumstances.
“Sirius. This deity is Water Drop Who Rises With the Morning Sun, one of the Principal Gods of Quartz.”
“Is that truly so?”
Sirius looked at Water Drop with disbelief. Soon his expression shifted to understanding why Water Drop was grieving over Firelight’s condition.
He was meeting two Principal Gods simultaneously.
“I never imagined both of them would appear as children.”
I had seen both deities depicted as muscular figures in the temple. Had I not explained, it would have been nearly impossible for him to believe that gods appearing as children were truly his Principal Gods.
“Oh—are you perhaps a resident of Quartz?”
“Yes, I am.”
Water Drop bowed her head deeply, as if ashamed.
“I’m sorry. I have no words for you all. Even if we didn’t deliberately abandon the world, we’ve caused you great suffering.”
It seemed Water Drop had long harbored regret toward the people of Quartz.
Sirius hesitated, uncertain how to respond.
He was one of those who had suffered from the deities’ absence.
Water Drop sensed the conflict in his heart and changed the subject.
“When will Firelight wake?”
“They said she’ll wake soon….”
Growl.
Before Sirius could stop her, Firelight snarled and bit Water Drop’s arm.
Fortunately, she didn’t appear to be in pain.
But since her condition hadn’t changed, I sent a message to Harp String, puzzled.
[Listener: Why is Firelight still growling like this? Was the Purification really completed properly?]
[Harp String: The Purification was done right. But it’ll take a bit of time for her mind to fully recover.]
That meant Water Drop would have to care for a pair of snarling, snapping twins for some time yet.
“It will take some time for her mind to return.”
“I see. Thank you for telling me.”
“Should we be going then?”
They clearly needed time alone together after so long apart.
“Yes, go well.”
Though Water Drop gave me cause for concern, she too was a deity who had lived for thousands of years. She would be able to resolve what had befallen her.
We returned to my space.
Sirius checked the position of the moon and spoke.
“It’s time for lunch.”
Earlier it had been time for breakfast, but now lunch had arrived.
“I’m sorry. Because of me, you didn’t get to eat breakfast.”
“Please don’t concern yourself.”
“Sapphire must be hungry too, having missed breakfast?”
“Food? Food!”
Sapphire seemed unaware she had even gone hungry.
I’d done something terrible to this small life. Deprived her of breakfast, no less.
We ate the meal Sirius had prepared for lunch.
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“Without any help from me, you went ahead and restored that Demon God!”
The Enlightened One commended me, somehow having already heard of my accomplishment.
“Well done, very well done.”
The Enlightened One appeared eager to pat my head, but the height difference prevented it, so he patted the back of my hand instead.
As if that wasn’t enough, he suddenly raised a teacup full of warm milk high in the air and cried out.
“In honor of our Listener’s magnificent achievement, let us raise our cups!”
“Cheers!”
The Enlightened One and the Clown clinked their teacups of milk together. I watched them as I sipped my milk alone.
“Right, I’m thinking of challenging a new game genre!”
“Haven’t you said that over twenty times already?”
The Clown teased the Enlightened One.
“A spirit of challenge is always good.”
“Ha, yes, well, that’s true.”
The two of them got on remarkably well.
“So, Listener—”
“No.”
“Tch, this is what I get with a perceptive Listener.”
Enlightened One was about to propose something, so I refused outright.
“Come on, test it for me. This one’s actually fun.”
“I trusted you once before, and I ended up trapped in the game. It was a real mess.”
“Ah, but this time you can quit whenever you want during the game! Don’t you trust me?”
Still, I found myself doubting.
That skepticism must have shown on my face, because Enlightened One pretended to cry.
“You’re the only god I can ask to test it. Sob.”
“Wait—can’t I test this one for you?”
“No. Not this time.”
“You can’t be serious.”
Clown feigned shock. He seemed to enjoy Enlightened One’s games.
“I’ll give you a fun toy to play with, so test it for me.”
“I’m past the age of playing with toys.”
“Age has nothing to do with playing with toys. I’m thousands of years old and I still play with them.”
Enlightened One placed his hands on his hips and spoke with complete confidence. If he hadn’t been in the shape of a child, laughter would have escaped me unbidden.
When I didn’t respond favorably, Enlightened One pondered for a moment, then began crafting something with his own hands.
“Here, take this!”
And without even writing up a transaction contract, he tossed the toy to me.

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