<b>Volume 2 Chapter 3</b>
ā€œThis really, REALLY ticks me off!!!ā€
I unintentionally blurted out as I slammed the food tray on the filthy table.
I’m currently inside Kami-sama’s tiny room at the deepest part of the Shrine.
ā€œWhat’s with this place! Can’t clean it AT ALL!ā€
ā€œā€¦W, what happened?ā€
It’s still morning, yet sunlight didn’t shine through this gloomy room. Kami-sama was in a corner, perplexed.
He probably thought he’s the reason why I’m fuming, so he shrunk his body, vaguely apologetic.
But I was literally smoldering with resentment right now, ain’t have the time to be polite.
Actually, him asking about it further fanned my anger.
ā€œListen, Kami-sama!! The dining hall here is the WORST!ā€
Basically, meals within the Shrine are served in the dining hall. The ones for saintesses, priests and temple guards were separated from those of the deities, and I used the dining hall for saintesses, which had very few people using it.
Many saintesses took their meals together with their deities, and if the deity’s meal is normal, then they could carry it to their own rooms.
ā€˜If it’s normal, alright!’
In short, deities who were not normal – those with low status like ā€˜Incompetent God’ did not have their meals carried to them.
The saintess would be the one to request her food from the dining hall, and she would be the one to set the table for the deity.
ā€œI’m totally fine with getting my own meals! I’m used to it when I was still training to be a Saintess – taking care of myself, eating, cleaning, I did all that by myself!!ā€
The time I spent for Saintess Training was longer than my Ladyship Training. Thanks to that, I didn’t have an trace of theĀ  proper young lady I should have been, but unlike those young noble misses, I can survive even without a maid, so that’s all good.
But – that’s not the problem.
ā€œI don’t understand why Kami-sama’s meals are TOTALLY different from the other deities! Hey, you didn’t even have a meal! Those things were not something a deity could eat!!ā€
I recalled what had transpired at the dining hall a while ago.
When I went there to get Kami-sama’s meals along with mine, they threw a bread that had molded all over, saying ā€˜That’s more than enough for that Incompetent God’.
And when I peeked at inner part of the cafeteria, I saw a full course meal, probably for some other deity – so infuriating!
ā€˜I already knew how treatment of saintesses changed based on the status of their deities! I also knew that the Shrine looked down on Kami-sama! But this is too much!’
Rage gripped me, enough to tattle everything to the priest.
But to no avail – he didn’t even react.
ā€˜Actually, deities don’t need food.’
Then why on earth did they prepare a full course for that other deity? So infuriating!!!
ā€˜This is a SHRINE! The holiest place where deities lived, you know!? You should have a little more faith!!!’
It couldn’t be helped that the incompetent god’s taken as trash by the world.
To be honest, I also prayed ā€˜please do not let me be chosen by the incompetent god’ during my training back then.
But this place should be the most sacred since it housed the ones we worshipped.
It’s not like I’m saying that they should give him a great life, nor let him live in luxury – I understand that a powerless deity could only be treated accordingly.
Nevertheless, they could still provide him with an average life – but I was naive for thinking like that, judging from the situation of this room.
The Shrine was strict with the hierarchy of the deities, much more than the public. The higher ranked deities and their saintesses enjoyed favorable treatment, whereas those in the bottom rungs of the ladder were poorly treated.
ā€œEven my food’s not better off – it’s just thin soup and bread! Those poor guys in slums fared better than this! There’s no way you could fill your stomach with this!ā€
I tore the bread in half, seething all the while. I then poured the soup into the bowl that I made them hand over. Kami-sama jiggled, seemingly perplexed.
ā€œAhm, I am terribly sorry to hear that but… Er, may I ask what you are doing?ā€
Kami-sama turned towards me, elongating that mud like body of his – the gesture was like peering at me.
Dunno if he had eyes, though.
ā€œIf you are having your meal, wouldn’t it be better for you to eat at the dining hall? I am here, so it wouldn’t be good for your appetite, I presume.ā€
The Kami-sama that would cause you to lose your appetite just by seeing and smelling him had actually said those words, and very apologetically, at that.
Honestly, I also wanted to eat in the dining hall, if I could. But things had turned into this, so there’s no way I’d do that.
ā€œKami-sama, there’s no way I’d let you eat that moldy bread.ā€
My irritation flared as I placed half of the bread and the soup on the tray.
ā€œI’m sorry, my meal is also shabby but here, please have this. I’m sure you could still eat this side.ā€
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