Chapter 471: # 471 My sisterâs pride, and husband and wife god.
Pantheon, the Temple of Heaven.
Far above the heavenly realm, the holy temple that exists in the divine realm where the gods live.
Every god gathers, discusses, relaxes⊠it is a place like a gathering place.
Although I am a new Peppee, I am once a member of the family of the World God, and I am also allowed to enter this Pantheon Temple of Ten Thousand Temples with the qualifications of Superior God.
Though it is at the bottom of the line to say that divinity is a superior god. Being a family member of a pro-god (in this case, a world god), I have to feel that it just inevitably happened and that it is not appropriate for me to be myself.
So honestly, I canât be very comfortable. Youâre weirdly nervous, arenât you? Naturally, but god damned itâŠâŠ
It automatically moved to a place like a large courtyard as it crept through the gates of the Pantheon of the Ten Thousand Temples. Many places exist independently within the Pantheon of the Pantheon, and there is no such thing as a determined route there.
If youâre used to it, you can move to your destination in an instant, but if youâre not used to it, youâll quickly get lost.
Sounds like the place that should be called that central station is this courtyard, but how do we get there from here?
When I was at a loss, a patter and a tin flew in from the edge of the trees in Kaira and stuck on my shoulder. That, this suzumeâŠ
âOoh, Shinjin, the new god. Long time no see, how are you?
âAh, yes. Thanks to you. Uh, flying god⊠Wasnât it?
âOoh.â
It looks stingy at first glance, but this is still a clean god. I have met Sister Hana Love before when she came to the Pantheon Temple of Heaven. Is God of Flight not just about birds, but about what flies in general?
âIâm here alone. Oh, you got something to do with someone?
âYep. Hana Loveâ Kan 'sisterâŠâŠ Oh, Iâm here to see the love god though. Do you have any idea where he is? I only heard you were in PantheonâŠâ
âUh⊠a love god⊠Right, is that itâŠâ
The flying god in a tin cleverly holds his head with one wing and shakes his neck to the side.
Huh. What is it, a reaction that incites that anxietyâŠ
âMa, no. Iâll show you around. Over here.â
Flying God flies out of my shoulder with patties and little wings again. I donât know, but letâs just stick with it. There is nothing else.
Installed in the courtyard, twirling an arch made of bright white stone instantly switches to another landscape. The courtyard earlier disappeared somewhere, and a spiral staircase made of glass went up.
Inside the cylindrical glass building was a spiral staircase, outside of which colorful fish swimmed freely through sparkling blue liquid. Oh, itâs beneath the sea, here?
âThis way. If you get lost, you canât go home alone.â
Whatâs so frightening? A little bit of [gate] or [cross-space transfer], but you canât get out of it?
I rushed after the flying god and went up the glass spiral staircase.
If you look closely, the sea (?) Some of them are like people and mermaids. That must be God, too, or his family.
No, even the fish swimming there? Is that so? Because you say thereâs only God or his family hereâŠ. Letâs try not to do anything extra.
While guided by the flying god, twirling the arch that was above the spiral staircase leaves me in a different place again.
Now in a thin, blurry, dark space, there were many stars of âAgainâ in the sky for a moment.
The foot is a rainbow glowing cobblestone that stretches straight forward. Thanks to this, you can manage not to lose sight of the flying god who flies forward.
âBring it on, this way. If you stay here too long, youâll be intrigued by fun.â
âWhat!?
I remember the inexplicable fear of the word of the Flying God, and I run through the darkness with a dash of all my might. I heard a tongue-in-cheek from the darkness behind me, but I pretend I didnât hear it. I can also hear you dragging something with the zuli, but I pretend I canât hear you!
Running through the darkness almost alongside the flying god, he once again went elsewhere. Is this a labyrinthâŠ
Later, as I walked through several places, I greeted the gods I met, while fleeing the troublesome gods, I finally reached the place where I had a flower love sister.
âThis placeâŠâ
Flowers of blooming flowers in depression and lush green trees. Beautiful streams flow and cool winds blow. Beyond the trees overflowing with the light of the Spirit was the white Shia âAzumayaâ â a gazebo â whose roof was hemispherically glazed. It is a garden as if it were a rose garden.
As I lost my word about the splendour of the garden, the Flying God flew toward Patapata and Gazebo.
As I chased after him, I went through the rose tunnel to get there, and I sat in a chair at a table in the gazebo, and I found a woman lying down. ThatâŠ!
âFlower Love Sister!?
I panic and wake up my flower love sister lying on the table without force. Sister Hana Loveâs face, weakened all the time, was blue, her eyes swimming through the universe in vain.
âCome, [Light, come, heal in peace, cure heel]! Hey, [Recovery]!
Apply healing magic and state healing magic, but Flower Love sisterâs complexion will not be undone. Damn, doesnât magic work on the god tribe!?
No, Iâm a god, too. If it works for me, it should work for Sister Hana. No way to the god demon poisonâŠâŠ!
ââŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâ
âDonât talk! Wait for me! God of the world nowâŠâŠ!
Take the smartphone you took out of your nose and scream at the flower love sister you held.
âRice⊠I want to eatâŠâ
âŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ
ââŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ Ahhh!?
When I let go of my hugged hand, Hana Love sister, who hit her back of the head on the back of the chair, screams.
Hey, wait, Cora. Are you just hungry for dinner?!?
âI was wondering if you could explain what you meanâŠ?
âI havenât eaten anything in days! No more limits! You donât have to eat because youâre a god to die, but itâs an unbearable pain for me to find out how delicious a meal tastes on earth! So give your sister something to eat!
Ignoring my sister who pulls the joke out, I bow my head deeply to the flying god on the table.
âOh, flying god, thank you for your help. Iâm leaving.â
âI canât! You canât go home! Donât abandon me. Yeah!
âAh, already! Okay, so tell him to let go of his clothes!
I shook off Sister Flower Love, who had been clinging to her coat crying, and took some of Louâs cooking out of [storage] for now. I can get around to smelling delicious.
âI did it! Winter Night, youâre a delivery success! Here you go!
Flower-loving sister reaching for a spoon placed with a joyful look. Wu âCrowâ who just cried laughs already. I knew you were lying and crying, Konnya.
âYou⊠Iâm having a hard timeâŠâ
Stop. Donât look at me like that.
I couldnât stand the gaze of the flying god anymore, and I looked up at the sky I could see over the glass with a sigh.
â â â
âSo? What are you doing here after all?
âIâm in the middle of an exam.â
âShishinâŠâŠ?
Huh? Not promotion?
âItâs an exam to raise your divinity. Divinity is divided between the superior, intermediate, and inferior gods, but now itâs just divided by purpose. They used to have a tough up and down relationship, but they said, âHow about that now?â I donât know. Itâs so privileged up there now that itâs basically not much differentâŠ. I donât care, but itâs delicious. This! I canât stop stumbling around!
KAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA! And he was eating Louâs dish as the flying god explained to him to hit the plate in a row. By the way, itâs omelet rice youâre eating. As a result, the flying god was all over ketchup. Itâs like a bloody scratch.
âIf you pass that ascension exam, will you be more divine?
âUnique. But in the last tens of thousands of years, youâve hardly had one to take, have you? Unlike the ascension from subordinate God, treatment doesnât change that much, and exams are a lot of hassle.â
HmmmâŠâŠ I donât know. No, I donât know what the ascension exam was like and why Flower Love Sister wanted to take such a hassle.
I donât know, so when I honestly bumped into the question I thought, Sister Flower Love stopped her hand eating omelet rice and started pounding the plate with a cutlet and a spoon. What? Whatâs that hard look to say?
â⊠on a winter night, you would have been recognized by the world gods as a divine tribe, wouldnât you?
âYeah.â
âSooner or later, being entrusted with the management of that world means being given the role of being in charge of one world, which is undoubtedly the work of a superior God. I mean⊠youâll be better than your sister on winter nights like this!
â⊠what?
⊠What is this sister saying?
âAs your sister, you canât be below your brother! Hereâs one thing to show off your sisterâs strength and try to take the same advanced divine character as you in winter and nightâŠâŠ Aww!?
Zubishi on the head of Sister Hana Love, who started waving the hot valve! And, chop.
âThatâs why if youâre worried because you wonât show up for days and you canât reach me! Thatâs too much crap for words! Thereâs no word for it!
âWhy twice!?
Sure, Iâm a family member of the world god, so if itâs just divinity, it sounds like an advanced god class, but in my position, itâs the bottom of the god Iâm in right now. They say it takes about 10,000 years to talk about a world god to be recognized as a proper superior god. I mean, until then, it was only âShinjin,â the new god, âand thatâs why itâs a paper.
Me and Sister Flower Love, if you ask me which one is up there, I will answer that all God is Sister Flower Love.
Look, the flying god is looking at you with a frightened eye.
âUghâŠâŠ Your sisterâs majestyâŠâ
âI havenât had anything like that since the beginning!
âOut of words!? I do! Thereâs a little bit of it!
TotallyâŠâŠ Donât make me worry too much. Could I leave this alone, as Sister Blade said?
Divinity and the status of God are separate and not comparable. Well, it seems that divinity makes you more responsible.
I see why. Well, what do we do with this stupid sister for now? Yumina and the others are worried, and I just want to force myself to take them homeâŠâŠ
âSo when does that exam end?
As I sighed and asked, Sister Flower Love gave her a distorted look of painâŠ. What is it? Or whatâs the exam content in the first place?
âI want to end this nowâŠâŠ I want to end this⊠but this isnât over until you two are convincedâŠâ
Sister Hana Love, who looked up at the void with a bump in her mouth, carries the omelet into her mouth like a machine. Iâm out of light in my eyesâŠâŠ Whatâs going on?
Instead of Sister Hana Love, who turned into a machine just to eat omelette, the flying god full of ketchup answered. Uh, already. I wiped him with a handkerchief because I care.
âAscension exams often show their ability to âdo thisâ, mostly in their area of expertise. Increasing your divinity is like proving your own ranking. So, in the case of the love godâŠâ
âIn the case of Sister Hana LoveâŠâŠ what, a romantic matter, is it?
âWhoa. Thereâs a couple gods in a fight. Simply put, if we go into that arbitration and put things together, we pass, if we fail, we fail, we failâŠâ
I see. You mean to help me make up? Surely that is not to be questioned about your power as a love god.
When I was impressed, I heard men and women arguing from behind the rose bush. Theyâre getting closer and closer. A couple gods in a fight?
âOh, Iâm hereâŠ!
Sister Hana Love takes off Karan and her spoon and gives her a painful look.
âWhoa, well, thatâs where the oila is. Bye, Shinjin, the new god. Let me try it again!
âAh, the god of flight! Running away is cheating!?
A hasty flying god flies away from the gazebo with a patter. I obviously got away with it⊠but what, those couple gods are such bad guys!?
As I freaked out inside, a group of men and women appeared from the cobblestone path behind the bush.
âHey, love god! Tell this sturdy thing to do something!
âLove God! Tell this thin man something!
Yelling and banging! and two gods slapping the table where Flower Love Sister was. Scary. Is this the conjugal god weâve been talking about?
The man had red copper skin that burned in the day, and was a great musculoskeletal figure, such as the gymnasium system.
He wears short blonde hair on blue-eyed eyes like a sapphire, a toga-style blue costume like that worn by the ancient Romans, and golden sandals on his feet.
The woman was a black-haired, long-haired, white-white woman, somewhat of a beauty type. Hazelnut âHamamiâ coloured eyes on a neat face, blue strips wrapped around white clothes similar to Japanese clothing, but black leather boots at the foot.
âUh-oh⊠And, for now, we both need to calm down. Letâs just calm down and discussâŠâ
âWeâve been discussing this ever since, but this guy doesnât listen at all! Iâm not talking to you!
âWhat are you talking about! Youâre probably the one who doesnât listen to people! Deny everything, youâre like a childâs wagamama!
âWhat!?
âWhat!?
I was overwhelmed by the two people who kept arguing, staring at each other, and I was speechless. Clearly, Iâm scared. My father and mother had a couple fights, but my father could break it, my mother apologized right away, and it didnât last long.
âUh, Sister Hana Love, these twoâŠ?
âItâs the ocean god and the mountain godâŠâ
Sister Hana Love points to the male goddess and the goddess with her gennary face. haha, god of the sea and god of the mountains?
The opposite was true when I thought that God of the sea was more female. I often say âMotherâs Seaâ.
But maybe with Poseidon, famous for his Greek mythology, heâs a manly god, and isnât it strange?
The mountain gods also had images of âYamako the Mountain Manâ and other men, but there is also the term âMother Earth Godâ. Doesnât it bother you too much?
âIs the god of the sea and the god of the mountains a couple⊠I donât feel like weâre going against each other at allâŠâ
âIâm usually a good couple god. But once itâs twisted, theyâre both meanâŠâ
ââ This is the only one whoâs mean (it is) (it is)!!
They yelled at me on stereo. This is definitely true. Well, I guess it wouldnât be an exam if it wasnâtâŠ
âFor the most part, you always make it hard to think because youâre stuck in the mountains. More like the ocean. Youâre a large calfâŠâŠ!
âHa! Like a jellyfish with no thought, flirting over there, I donât want the guy flirting over here telling me. Really soggy man!
âWhat!?
âWhat!?
Come on, youâre endlessâŠâŠ Itâs all together if youâre not willing to listen to either one of themâŠ
ââ What do you think of Love God!?
The staring faces are rotated ninety degrees, and their gaze is directed at Sister Hana Love. I felt like I saw a flaming aura behind me. Godâs wrath?
The talked flower love sister opens her mouth with a pulled smile.
âOh, erm⊠oh, winter night you! As the same married man, I want you both to advise me!
âHuh!?
Hey, why are you swinging this way!? This is Flower Love Sisterâs exam!?
âLove God, what about this guy?
âHeâs my brother on the ground. Hereâs an example of a new god.â
âOh, you said you were a family member of the World God? You were married. Then weâll talk fast.â
No, no, no, no! He said wait a minute! Sure, Iâm married, but honestly, Iâve never even had a fight that almost sounded like a couple fights!
Iâm mostly done apologizing, and if they come in numbers, I canât winâŠ
âYouâd know if you were a man too!? My wife should move herself to her husbandâs heart!
âHa!?â Arre, bring it. Itâs me, itâs me, itâs me. âWell, thereâs no way you can even tell it in a nutshell! Say your name properly!
âThough it would be my wife who would guess there!
âI canât because Iâm not your mother! Hey, this guy got you doing something and you donât have a word for labor!? What do you think!?
âUh, yeah. I just want a word or so of thanksâŠâ
Asked by the mountain god for his opinion, he answers with a slight pull. Could I have said it right too� I tried to say it as much as I could, but there might have been times when I neglected it.
The ocean god speaks to the mountain god who agreed with me and became a Doya face.
âThatâs how I donât have to tell you because youâre going to tell me the details, Netineti, Netineti! Still steaming back tens of thousands of years agoâŠâŠ How many times do I have to apologize? Come on, man!
âUh, sure. I donât care how many times they say itâs already over. What are we going to do nowâŠâ
âRight!?
âHey! Which side are you on!
No, Iâm not on either side, though.
Two people scattering sparks and arguing in front of each other. If you answer one of them by asking for your opinion, you can blame the other. Irrational.
The spirit shreds to the grip on the repetition of the arbitration of loving laughter and âFair enough, calm downâ.
I mean, why am I seeing this!?
Stealing from the culprit, Sister Hana Love, she was cleaning up the leftover omelet rice without me involved. Hey, come on, sister! Itâs your exam!
Over my shoulder, where I learned to kill a little, a mountain god looks at the omelette on the table.
â⊠Love God, what have you been eating since just now? Sounds delicious?
âIs that you? Are you eating on the ground?
Interestingly, the two peek into Sister Flower Loveâs plate.
Oh, well. God doesnât have to eat to die, and because the divine world has complete foods such asâ Kamikaze âNectarâ, âKamikazeâ Amrita â,â Fruit of God (Ambrosia) â, is the cooking of the divine world a completely different food from the cooking on earth? Is it unusual?
âItâs been a long time since the cooking god one has been locked in his lab, the kitchen, and hasnât come out for tens of thousands of years, so you havenât seen anything to eat on earth⊠Hey, isnât this anymore?
To the inquiry of the ocean god, I said it out louder, and arranged several items on the table, including omelette, from [storage]. For now, letâs distract ourselves from the person we fight against.
âOhâŠâŠ!
âLooks deliciousâŠâŠ!
Arrange on the table with as many varieties as possible, from gutsy to light. You caught my interest, the two of them stopped arguing and each sat in a chair and started reaching for the dish in front of them.
⊠ugh. Itâs not a fundamental solution, but itâs cheap if this argument stops temporarily with food.
But how am I supposed to make it up to youâŠâŠ
â â â
âYes, you. Ahhh.â
âMmm! Yummy! Donât make me taste better when I feed you!
âNo more! Itâs not embarrassingâŠâ
I included the coffee in my mouth in the reward of the sweet words that were played out in front of me. I feel sweet that itâs supposed to be blackâŠâŠ
âThis is delicious too! Great mountain vegetables with mountain blessings! Horrible for a gentle flavor like yoursâŠâ
âOh, these seafood dishes are delicious too, arenât they? The taste of the sea is concentrated. Itâs lovely with a deep adult flavor.â
I manage to swallow it, enduring a flirtatious conversation that is likely to spit out all the coffee I have in my mouth.
Bitter taste. Give me more bitternessâŠ
âWhat the hell is going onâŠ?
When they both started eating the food, they began to share their opinions with each of them. At first, we were just expressing our common opinion of âdeliciousâ on our own, but in time we started recommending to each other what we were eating. And I thought we were having a fun conversation about the dish, and it wasnât long before this sweet space formed.
âI was originally a good couple gods. I thought it would be prolonged, but this couple fight took a short time. Thatâs the god of love.â
âI didnât do anythingâŠâ
The flying god, who was coming back at some point, now answered my question with meat sauce all over him. What? You like the tomato system?
Sister Flower Love is Sister Flower Love, drinking fruit water with straws with tired eyes. I thought I was feeling an indescribable void. Thatâs right. Thatâs all Iâve been struggling with. Because the problem has been solved on its own.
In the end, does that mean I should have left you alone? âCouple fights donât even eat dogs,â I used to say.
âI knew you were the best!
âAlready! If that happens!
Watching the flirting play in front of me made me vain, too, wondering what the fuck I was up to earlier. How dare you let a love ray shine so far? I honestly admire it. People around you are in trouble tooâŠâŠ
When I crushed that, Hana Love looked at me like I was stunned. Oh, what?
âWhat are you talking about? Is that what you guys look like on a winter night?⊠Iâm afraid Iâm unconscious.â
What⊠so�
Oh, itâs like that, we⊠I do think I got more hugs and kisses instead of greetingsâŠâŠ I guess it was enough not to care about the eyes of someone like thatâŠâŠ
Um⊠you didnât. Yeah. I thought it was okay because weâre married.
âWell, Iâm a newlywed, so I donât think I can help being a lover.â
âRight! You have no choice!
I canât help being a lover because Iâm newlywed! We have no choice!
For some reason, I drank the rest of the coffee all at once to mislead my lit face.