Chapter 272 – Interview (2)

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“…Is this world a virtual world? So, am I playing some kind of game or something?”

At my question, the goddess smiled silently.

This suspicion did not arise in a day or two. I had a strange feeling of discomfort before. The UI of the system is sophisticated enough to be considered the UI of the most up-to-date game.

And the screams of Goblin Park in the Goblin Dungeon. An artificial high-pitched sound that could not be thought of as belonging to a world of swords and magic.

In addition, the moon shooting satellite laser cannons, and broken letters as if there was a bug when checking Niniel’s condition.

At that time, I just skipped it without much thought, but after entering this place, the sense of incongruity surfaced again.

This is a truly modern facility, no, rather than a modern facility, it is a facility that can only be seen in near-future science fiction. Besides, it’s like transforming drones talking about accessors.

And when he finally met the goddess, this subtle sense of incongruity turned into concrete suspicion.

What a goddess staring at a monitor wearing a shirt and a dustpan? And what? Manager? Channel? Macro?

The goddess smiled at my doubtful gaze and asked again.

“So what? Do you want to get out of virtual reality and go back to reality?”

“…No.”

The words came out of my mouth, but I was a little surprised by my own answer. It’s an almost immediate response.

But there was no reason to think deeply. Leave the kids behind and go back? It can’t be!

“Hmm. Why? Aha, those children you love. It’s because of those kids. But if this were virtual reality, those kids would be just… A few lines of programmed code?”

“… It doesn’t matter.”

Yes. Does not matter. Even if Lenny or Yuri are just a few lines of code, they are people to me. What matters is how I feel.

The goddess gave me a benevolent smile, different from before. A divine smile worthy of a goddess, never seen before.

“You don’t have to worry about that. It’s not like that.”

The goddess’s answer inevitably let out a sigh of relief.

On the one hand, because I was a little afraid. There was a fear that I might have become a brain in a vat without even knowing it, but the fear that my children could disappear with a few lines of command was greater.

The goddess tilted her head.

“But virtual reality, why did you think that?”

“Ah, that’s why… I guess it looks too familiar. This and that…”

When I told her the reason for my suspicion of her, the goddess became somehow elated and, on the other hand, unluckily smug.

“The reason UI has such a form is that it is a user-customized service. That is, it appears to the user as a form. If you apply a game-style UI to everyone in the first place, how will you adapt when you summon people who don’t play games?”

“Ah, then… “

“Okay. The game style is probably the most familiar to you, so it appeared in that form. So that you can use it naturally as if you had it originally.”

Aha. Interesting. So, if you are a person who only plays classic games, a classic game-like menu will appear, and if you are a person who only reads books, it will appear in the form of something familiar from books.

Come to think of it, I had never seen a story in a novel about how the summoners struggled to adapt. It’s an old story now.

It was for that reason.

The goddess continued her explanation in a somewhat pompous tone.

“The way I see you, the way you hear me. It’s not the original form and intention, but it’s undergoing a significant transformation. If you show it as it is, you might go crazy or burn your brain.”

“…”

Yeah, come to think of it, I’ve heard of such a story before. There is a reason why angels appear in the Bible and say ‘fear not’. It’s like saying that angels have seven wings attached to their eyes, or that he has several legs, so he’s saying that first.

Then, the true form of the goddess is…

I stopped imagining. Yeah, well, it’s important to convert anyway. What’s the point before plastic surgery? Anyway, thanks for letting me breathe.

“Well. You’re amazing. Somehow, I thought the goddess look was too familiar.”

“Is this a familiar style?”

“Uh, so I guess it’s a bit too office-like… I think she was wearing a fluttering dress and wrapped in light… I expected something like that. Because it’s not like that.”

The goddess suddenly had an expression that seemed to have realized something at my words of her.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t checked how I look in your eyes yet.”

Then she summoned her full-length mirror from the air and began to look at herself.

“Huh…”

The goddess opened her eyes round, and as she giggled, she looked back and forth at her own reflection her.

Messy hair, a shirt that was loose enough to barely show the cleavage and navel, a tight mini-cut that was crumpled up a little, and tight stockings. Three-lined trap and glasses.

The Goddess looked around herself and smiled at me.

“You also had a desire for me.”

“…Yes?”

Only my mouth is smiling. The eyes are not smiling. If you look closely, there are even blood vessels on your forehead?!

“It’s hard to draw a tired face, but such a decadent look. I knew it was a lump of desire, but I didn’t think it would be so outrageous…”

“Oh, no, wait, wait… Ghast!”

…

I sat down and massaged my throbbing limbs.

In a word, it’s a damn b… I might have understood it if I had said that my gaze was inside her and that it made me feel bad.

But that appearance is a reflection of my subconscious? Then isn’t it too harsh to hold me responsible for what my subconscious reflected?

It’s like being arrested for doing something bad in a dream. My unconscious is out of my control!

“Isn’t that too much? It’s not like I meant to.”

At my grumbling, the goddess put on an embarrassed expression.

“Hmm, hmm. That too. Sorry. As you can see, I’ve been a bit tired lately. I hope you understand.”

Are you tired of a lot of work? Does God work overtime? Why?

There were many things I wanted to ask, but I decided to focus on the important issues first.

“Am I doing it right? So… Take care of all the bastards.”

The goddess answered my question with a question.

“What do you think?”

“Well, you seem to be doing it right. It’s kind of crazy. Dealing with these guys I don’t think it’s too much of an invasion of privacy, but seeing what they’re doing, it seems like the right thing to do…”

As I spoke, I felt a bit embarrassed.

“But I didn’t know that there would be so many things to fight for. If that’s the case, shouldn’t you give me abilities that are more specialized for combat?”

The goddess looked down at me obliquely at my grumbling her.

“There are many reasons why you have that ability. But isn’t that the ability you’ve been longing for?”

“…”

“Are you dissatisfied?”

“No, complaints, that can’t be. I am very satisfied.”

Okay. It’s a bit risky when you have to fight, but it’s to the point where I can’t be satisfied anymore in other situations. But tired is tired.

“Well, what if, what if. What if I throw everything away and just live in seclusion in the mansion?”

“What do you think will happen?”

“I do not know…”

The goddess’ eyes sank deeply. Your eyes seemed to ask how dare you say such a thing. It is a warning look that makes you imagine the worst just by looking at it.

“…”

I suddenly felt uncomfortable.

The goddess had been answering my questions only with questions. All in all, what do you think, was it not what you wanted, what do you think will happen, and so on.

“…It seems like the words have been spinning around since a while ago. Can’t you just teach me in a straight-forward way?”

At my words, the goddess had a very tired face. It’s a young and beautiful face, but it’s an expression that seems to have passed through immeasurable years.

“I know that this type of conversation is frustrating. But I hope you understand. Talking directly is too risky and against the rules. So keep asking questions.”

“…”

I’m really frustrated to death. Keep asking questions without giving a quick answer. I asked with a bit of desperation.

“What was the reason you couldn’t wear shoes at that time?”

The reason why the writer Goddess didn’t wear rice cake shoes from end to end. Actually, it doesn’t matter now, but I’m still curious about what I’m curious about.

“It’s not that I didn’t write because I didn’t want to write.”

At the casually asked question, the goddess took on a serious expression. I didn’t write because I didn’t want to write, so I didn’t write? No real experience?

I had a stupid thought in my heart, but the goddess did n’t react and still had a serious expression on her face.

“You’ve said it before.”

“Yes?”

“You acted based on the contents of the novel. How did you explain that to the children?”

“Well…”

Of the novels I read. I used that as a basis for action. And when I explained it to my kids…

“You can see a kind of future… “

“Concentrate a little. What do you call predicting a future that hasn’t happened? What do you call a calculation based on a basis, not a prophecy or an oracle?”

“…Simulation?”

The goddess didn’t answer, but she expressed a silent affirmation.

I felt like my head was getting complicated.

Fiction is a simulation. There was no sex in the simulation.

My powers are related to sex. And my mission is to catch the erratic.

….I can’t seem to grasp a concept. I don’t know what it is clearly.

“Then…”

– Beep beep.

A noise came from the monitor, and the goddess swung her head away. Then she looked at me with stunned eyes.

“You. The level…Why is it so low?”

“Yes?”

“I knew you were idle, but it was only this much… How did you get here? Maybe the level wasn’t enough? The Guardian’s level is in the 60s, so did you let them pass?”

“No. They didn’t let me through.”

“Then how?!”

“Uh, so my level is low, but my kids got my buff… So it felt like a shot.”

At my answer, the goddess opened her mouth in a hee.

I’m not as omnipotent as I thought. Being stupid means being human.

“Go back right away.”

“Yes?!”

No, you send it back like this?

Haven’t anything been resolved quickly? I’m about to get a concept, but I’m sending it back like this?!

The goddess gestured before I could protest.

“Take your guess and do as you please. Then we will see you again soon.”

By adding this at the end.

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“…”

“Hey… Ugh. Wake up, Yujin-ssi, heck, wake up…”

When I opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling…A familiar face.

Lenny was weeping and moving her waist on top of me.