Vol 4 - Chapter 22

Volume 4 Chapter 22

Kami-sama remained frozen still as my face become more warped by the second.

‘…. This is the worst!!’

It’s an outburst. Yeah, I know that.

I know that I’m just venting my anger to Kami-sama, hurting him, and I hate myself for doing this. It’s the worst. And yet…

I pursed my lips, gnashed my teeth, but no matter what I did, I couldn’t erase this expression from my face that was reflected on his trembling body.

Distorted face.

The corners of lips were lifted.

Narrowed eyes glaring at Kami-sama — I’m hideous.

The horrible quivering smirk pasted on my face.

“— You’re showing your true colors, aren’t you, Nor.”

The silence that filled the room was broken by the dry sound of somebody clapping.

It broke me out of my reverie. I abruptly raised my head — not sure when the door opened, but somebody else was standing inside the room.

“Yeah, you’ve just proven what kind of person you are. Thanks to your performance, I can break our engagement without holding back.”

“… Eric.”

My fiance was staring at me with narrowed eyes filled with scorn, and the sight of him made me stiffen.

I almost staggered for a moment, but I steadied myself by clenching my fists tightly.

No, I didn’t want Eric to see any weakness in me.

“What did you come here for? Don’t you know how rude it is to enter a deity’s room without saying anything!?”

“I just came here to bid you farewell before we leave the Shrine, and also give you a piece of my mind while on it — This will be the last time we’ll meeting each other, after all.”

“Last…!?”

I didn’t agree with yesterday’s conversation, not at all.

Eric was the one who dragged that Amalda into the conversation that was supposedly only among the four of us.

Eric is the one who broke the engagement first — Amalda was the one lying, so no way, I can’t —no, I won’t accept that they’re breaking the engagement because they’re treating me as the liar.

“We’re not yet done talking! Don’t decide on your own!”

“You’re the only one thinking it hasn’t ended yet… Besides, even if you say this is a deity’s room, it’s just the Incompetent God’s room, you know.”

He spat those words that were dripping with contempt more than what he was showing me, before he averted his eyes.

He was now staring at Kami-sama, who was trembling as if confused with all of this.

“So that’s the Incompetent God, huh…”

He murmured unpleasantly while focusing his eyes at the quivering, black Kami-sama.

His face was soon filled with disgust as he covered his mouth with his hand, as if he’s looking at something dirty.

“Just like the rumors said, you’re a hideous monster, aren’t you. So, how are you any different from a demon spawn, huh? Why the heck does something so useless like you —”

“ERIC!!”

I reflexively yelled at Eric when he started spouting those abuses.

In that same motion, I jumped in front of Kami-sama in an attempt to shield him while staring daggers at Eric.

“You’re in front of a DEITY!! What are you saying!!”

“… Really, do you have the right to tell me that?”

He didn’t even flinch.

His face was still filled with disgust and contempt, then he snorted at me.

“No worries, this Incompetent God can’t even understand humans. Besides, you just said everything I said yourself, no?

He smirked at me, and that expression of his startled me.

The desire to hurt someone — a horrible quivering smirk pasted on his face

“‘ Just what can you, the Incompetent God, do’ — didn’t you just said that. With a smirk, no less.”

“Eric!!…”

I called him, but I couldn’t continue speaking more than that.

That’s because… I did say that.

Said that with a face similar to Eric — I said the same thing as him.

“You’re ridiculing Incompetent God worse than me. So don’t you think it’s too late to act like a Saintess, no?”

I bit my lips hard.

I wanted to refute him, but I couldn’t.

“Amalda said she trusted you and even gave you the position as the Saintess of the Incompetnt God — she’s way too kind treating you like that. You don’t even have the slightest desire to serve Incompetent God. You don’t have faith, no resolve as the Saintess, not even the pride of at least trying to act like one.” “That’s —”

“Not true — can’t say that, huh? That’s because your aim isn’t to be a Saintess at all.”

He heaved a sigh, before walking towards me.

He slowly made his way one step at a time, but his words didn’t stop.

“What you really wanted is just the ‘social status’ of a saintess, right? You want to  be the saintess to garner attention — then kick Amalda down, right?”

What a crude — petty, even — reason.

He laughed again after saying those things.

I couldn’t utter a single word in face of his rumbling laughter.

“I heard it from Count Cradil himself, you know. You’ve been competing with Amalda since long ago, and you bullied her, and that you’re a troubled child.”

‘Father?’

Father, who only had eyes for Amalda; he couldn’t even spare me a single glance. Father, who wouldn’t turn around no matter how many times I called him so that he would mind me —

That same Father said that I was a troubled child.

“Goodness me, what an exasperating human you are.”

Eric spat those words. It felt as if he really believed I’m a despicable being from the bottom of his heart.

He stopped right in front of me, his contempt-filled eyes near mine.

He didn’t even tried to hide it, and it made me want to avert my eyes.

I tried my best to stop myself by biting the inside of my cheek that it almost hurt.

No, I would never look down.

I would never cry — as if I could bear to cry in front of Eric.

That’s what I thought, but —

“Being a Saintess is just a trophy for you, right? You don’t even have any interest other than the highest ranking deity there is, do you?”

Eric’s voice echoed in my head.

Clearly enough that I couldn’t refute him.

“Being the Saintess of the Incompetent God doesn’t bring you any sort of benefit, does it? That’s why you can insult your own deity, right — ?”

Being the Saintess of the Incompetent God —

You’re just going to be insulted.

Nobody’s going to be happy with this. Nobody wanted to be the one.

Held in contempt by the Shrine, treated as a parasite by your own family.

I never wanted to be the Incompetent God.

It’s just as Eric said.

It would have been great if a high-ranking deity became my partner. The higher the rank, the higher the worth.

If I became the saintess of a magnificent deity, then —

“You’re like this, so that’s why nobody chose you. I, your own family — not even the Incompetent God, you know.”

—then they would have looked at me , was what I thought.

That has been my long cherished dream.

My mind was swirling in chaos.

Even Eric’s voice as he spoke sounded so far away.

‘I don’t want to cry in front of Eric.’

My feet were shaking, my eyes misting over, and I could barely remain standing.

Just when I could no longer hold it, and the feet that was doing their best trying not to fail collapsed despite putting all my strength in them —

“— Eric-san. Please stop talking.”

A soft, plumpy mass caught me.

The voice that had always been so gentle and calm now sounded horrifyingly cold and sharp.

“Pardon me, but please leave now. I don’t want to hear any more of what you have to say.”

Eric gasped in fright, shaken by Kami-sama’s quiet voice.

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