“What the hell is that?”


  ã??A certain righteous divine being asks a question.ã??

  “Ahem. If people look directly at the sun with the naked eye, they’re bound to go blind. This serves as ‘sunglasses’ that protect people who look at deities.”


  ã??A certain divine messenger answers.ã??

  The explanation of the divine messenger with a weak spine was vague, but I understood what she meant immediately.

  The principle was similar to gravity.

  According to that law of the universe, objects with lower mass were attracted to objects with higher mass.

  Gods were overwhelming beings. Thus, a relatively weak entity would simply be swallowed up by their presence.

  “… This is problematic.”


  ã??A certain righteous divine being is upset.ã??

  I was going to visit my family on Earth as soon as I dealt with the problems of Fantasy.

  But it had now become more difficult to do so.

  If I were to appear on Earth, my beautiful home planet, not only my family but all living beings on it would be destroyed.

  What should I do…


  ã??A certain god is peeping.ã??

  ã??A certain divine administrator welcomes a certain righteous divine being.ã??

  ã??A certain god is waving his hand at a certain righteous divine being.ã??

  ã??A certain divine spirit is sniffing around.ã??

  ã??A certain god smiles.ã??

  … A bunch of deities that I never knew existed.

  They didn’t seem to be hostile. Instead, they just seemed to be greeting their new neighbor.

  … but it was distracting.

  “The sooner you get used to it, the better for your psyche, God of Justice,” Disco said.

  ã??A certain divine messenger provides advice.ã??

  Ignoring these divine announcements, I asked, “Who created this community?”


  “The Innocent Goddess.”


  “Ah! That highly ranked deity!”


  Lanuvel said that the Innocent Goddess was one of the three greatest beings to ever exist.

  “In the past, the gods didn’t know about the existence of their fellow transcendents. Think of it as what Fantasy’s Heroes were like before the mollanphone community was introduced.”


  “Ah!”


  I again understood what she meant immediately.

  “But one day, the Innocent Goddess made an offer that eventually led to the emergence of this Innocent Community.”


  “Hmm…”


  Did she dream of harmony and coexistence between selfish gods?

  A really naive, innocent creature.

  “I don’t remember joining it, though.”


  “You didn’t directly do it. By receiving the support of other deities who were already in the community, you automatically entered it.”


  “Support… Oh, I see.”


  [Demon Realm]

  [Adventure]

  I didn’t even notice it, but my mother-in-law and Lanuvel blessed me.

  Disco confirmed my thoughts.

  “The Demon Realm is the divine power of the Restless Demonic God, who’s on the same level as the Innocent Goddess. He loves… to mock members of the Innocent Community.”


  “How?”


  “You’ll see. Oh! There he goes again.”


  ã??A certain restless demonic god brandishes stolen underwear.ã??

  ã??A certain divine administrator begs for it to be returned.ã??

  ã??A certain restless demonic god runs away with a scream.ã??

  ã??A certain divine administrator begins to cry.ã??

  ã??A certain innocent goddess waves a pillow.ã??

  ã??A certain restless demonic god suffers from a nosebleed.ã??

  “… Hmmm.”


  I didn’t know why, but I got goosebumps.

  Was this the fear of death?

  “I see. The reason you were able to break the contract of your own volition is that you’re confident you can win even if you have to fight Mollansoft.”


  “You’re the only one who interpreted it that way.”


  But I wouldn’t deny it.

  I was powerful now!

  “You shouldn’t use me as a standard for judging Mollansoft. I’m just the President’s pet.”


  “…”


  Was that a bluff?

  Or was it the truth?

  I was confident in my victory when I regained most of my divine power from the Fantasy Institution.

  However…


  ã?? A certain divine administrator expresses gratitude for the help.ã??

  ã?? A certain innocent goddess smiles affably.ã??

  ã?? A certain god is digging a hole.ã??

  ã?? A certain god is burying something in a hole.ã??

  ã?? A certain careless god erects up a beautiful monument.ã??

  ã?? A certain restless demonic god leaps out of the grave.ã??

  ã?? A certain god grows frightened.ã??

  …


  I discovered the world of gods, which I didn’t even know existed.

  Hence, I became more careful.

  This was what reality truly was.

  It was because of this that Parmael, a powerful deity who controlled time, was unhappy with her position.

  She was just one of many gods.

  The universe was too vast.

  “What do you want?”


  “Romantium. It is one of the two rarest metals that the gods cannot create. And the Fantasy Institution was a good source of it. Until recently.

  “A pity.”


  I got rid of the parallel worlds that could be called ‘romantium mines.’


  “You remain ignorant to the full value of that metal, God of Justice. If only you knew what it was capable of, you wouldn’t have given up the Fantasy Institution so easily, which Director Parmael worked so hard to create.

  “Is that all you have to say?”


  She shouldn’t underestimate me.

  My dream was to open my own cafe and live happily ever after, having fun with my wife’s pelvis.

  I didn’t need any more than that.

  Oh! My cowardly wife had been knocking on the door for quite some time now.

  I completely forgot.

  Pop!

  “Husband!”


  As soon as I let her back into the Fantasy dimension, she swiftly jumped into my arms.

  ã??A certain god’s eyes sparkled.ã??

  ã??A certain careless god likes this scene.ã??

  ã??A certain god smirks.ã??

  ã??A certain superstitious god’s heart raced.ã??

  …


  It looked like it would take longer to get used to this community.

  I immediately took hold of Ssosia’s pelvis, not paying attention to the stares of those around me.

  “… Hippolia.”


  “Yes, master.”


  I gently ran my hand down the First Angel’s back, the pleasure I caused making her arch backward in a graceful and beautiful manner.

  … Yes. This was enough.

  This was the future I wanted.

  “If we were in a love story, this would be where we’d reach a happy ending perfect to be its epilogue…”


  ã??A certain god stares at what’s happening.ã??

  ã??A certain superstitious god stares at what’s happening.ã??

  ã??A certain god stares at what’s happening.ã??

  ã??A certain careless god stares at what’s happening.ã??

  ã??A certain god stares at what’s happening.ã??

  ã??A certain divine administrator stares at what’s happening.ã??

  …


  If not for these entities, I would’ve been enjoying my life as a gigolo now.

  Why were so many gods interested in other people’s familial and love affairs?

  “Where’s Sidael?”


  “Ah! Mom decided to take care of him herself…”


  “Is that so?”


  It seemed my mother-in-law was very attached to her grandson.

  But I was a little worried about the Addicted Spirit and Lanuvel, who stayed with them.

  ? Report: We’ve finished transferring students, President. Some of them hesitated, but they were quickly dealt with by promising them a reward.

  Reward? Bakery was doing great.

  But it hurt my heart that Morality Teacher’s tone had become so cold! It was as if a wall had been erected between us!

  ? Confusion: But I’m at work right now… I apologize for failing to attend the President’s inauguration, though. I was far too busy.

  ã??A certain righteous divine being is very upset.ã??

  ã??A certain kind goddess is confused.ã??

  … Hmm?

  My heart beat faster.

  ‘Morality Teacher! Morality Teacher! Be my personal secretary!’


  ? Disclaimer: I think Ms. Ssosia is more suitable for that position than I am. I dream of becoming an outstanding teacher.

  ã??A certain righteous divine being insists.ã??

  ã??A certain kind goddess refuses.ã??

  Ah…


  The first time could be considered a coincidence, but not the second.

  Morality Teacher, whom I had loved since she was a trainee and I was a student…


  I was so shocked that I didn’t want to think about it now.

  “… Disco.”


  “Hey, what’s the matter?! I understand you’re shocked to find out there’s someone stronger than you, but why do you look like you’re about to cry?”


  “Don’t you understand the heart of a man?”


  “…”


  “Thank you for sharing new information with me, but I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”


  “Wait! We definitely have some business-related disagreements, but I don’t remember saying anything harsh enough to make a man cry!”


  ã??A certain divine messenger makes excuses.ã??

  ã??A certain careless god accuses.ã??

  ã??A certain god reproaches.ã??

  ã??A certain divine administrator expresses condolences.ã??

  ã??A certain god criticizes.ã??

  ã??A certain superstitious god is disappointed in someone.ã??

  …


  I still found this community crazy, but I didn’t think it was that bad.

  Some of the gods, having greeted me, immediately left. And only five or six continued to watch me.

  It had become much quieter.

  “Go back to where you came from.”


  This inspector had prolonged her stay in the world of Fantasy far too much.

  Morality Teacher gave me too strong of a shock a while ago, so I didn’t want to deal with Disco anymore.

  Besides, I was also a little busy.

  [Genesis]

  [Source]

  I absorbed [Genesis], which I had previously entrusted to Ssosia, since I was prepared to use it now.

  This was probably the crucial difference between [Original Sin] and [Source].

  If [Source] was a raw material, Genesis was the factory that processed it.

  The two forces, which were originally one, merged again.

  At this time…


  “Let me inform you of our final offer at least, God of Justice and President of Fantasy. Mollansoft wants to buy the planet Fantasy. At a very good price. We’ll also find you a planet where you can be quiet with your family if you like. I think this is a good deal,” Disco said with a meaningful smile.

  I frowned. I didn’t know what their company’s intentions were.

  “The institution has been shut down, and it no longer produces romantium.”


  “It’s still worth exploring.”


  “Hmm…”


  “Of course, its locals and ecosystem will remain unharmed. Besides…”


  “I’ve heard enough.”


  “Then…”


  “I refuse.”


  “I don’t think you should refuse without hearing the price first, President.”


  “The price is irrelevant.”


  My soul was from Earth, but my body was from the Northern Continent of Fantasy.

  In other words, it was the home planet not only of my cowardly wife and mother-in-law but also of me.

  No matter how good the conditions were, I would never sell it.

  “… Okay.”


  “If you understand, then leave.”


  “I wanted to settle this peacefully in consideration of our history. I’m sorry it had to end this way.”


  KRRRRRRRR!

  As soon as Disco finished speaking, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous red outfit breached the wall of the Fantasy dimension.

  “I received a request from the Minister Distoria of Foreign Affairs for help. Who needs to be destroyed?”


  Her voice was also just as beautiful, but it had no emotion. Moreover, her expression and gaze were terrifying.

  Who was this?

  She had no divine power, but my instincts told me she was stronger than Disco.

  And it got on my nerves…


  “It’s a mollanroid!” Clinging to me like a frightened kitten, Ssosia screamed in shock.

  “What’s a mollanroid?”


  “It’s the latest killer android! Distoria intends to acquire Fantasy by force!”


  [Demon Realm]

  Pop! Pop!

  I acted quickly.

  Without listening to further explanations, I threw Ssosia and Hippolia into the Demon Realm.

  Afterward, I arranged divine punishment for a certain divine messenger who decided to oppose me.

  [Genesis]

  [Source]

  Although its integration wasn’t yet complete, it wasn’t difficult to erase the inspector from this world.

  “What?! This is…”


  Having fallen into the time-space trap I created, Disco froze like a mannequin, leaving her defenseless.

  However, just before I could eliminate her, a blade cut my flesh.

  Swoosh!

  Blood flowed from my neck.

  Looking at the android, I found her holding two swords drenched in my blood.

  CRRR!

  After recklessly breaking through my trap, she spoke in a dry tone.

  “I recommend that you surrender. Your chance of winning is only 99.7%.”


  “… What did you say?”


  Was this mollanroid broken?

  I charged at her.