Chapter 82.2 – Conversation with Asama

「I don’t think it’s a waste because it’s already useful this way but if Takeru, the lord, says so, I’ll have the believers use it too.」

「Stop! Please, I was wrong.」

I don’t think I can stand it if she runs a love hotel in my territory.

The church power is independent even of royal authority so a lord like me can’t interfere.

「The design is just outlandish but it’s a holy circle necessary for the rite to descent. Stop your prejudice and don’t interpret it that way.」

「Yeah, this time it’s really decent.」

Calm down. The sooner this rite to descent is done, the better.

Ria took off her clothes including the seven colored goddess’ robe and sat on the round bed with pink sheets with nothing but her white underwear.

I didn’t ask her why she stripped.

I don’t want to spend a long time with Ria in this room.

We have to finish this ritual as soon as possible.

「Then, I’m going to start the ritual of Asama’s descent.」

There’s no wind but the beeswax candle’s flames shook hard which means the holy magic has begun.

The bed with holy words of Asama engraved on the side begins to move.

I have a language comprehension cheat so I can read the holy words but I catch a glimpse of something written in holy words saying “Woman is Courage, Man is Charming”.

I ignore it.

Out of nowhere, I hear music that sounds like coming from a pipe organ and I can also hear church bells ringing from a distance.

Along with that music, Ria, who’s sitting crossed legs with nothing but her underwear, slowly rotated along with the round pink bed.

It was surreal.

Suddenly, a large silver white wings appeared on Ria’s back.

It was so sudden that I could no longer say anything and just stared silently at the glowing Ria.

「…..ah, mayday mayday, I’m, talking through Sister Steriana’s body now. Was it a sonata that called me? 」

「…..ehto, Asama? 」

What do mean by mayday mayday?

That’s supposed to be a distressed signal or something. Is something wrong with Asama?

「Hmm, it’s good that we connected but, don’t you have anything to ask? I have deadline. 」

「A deadline. But we’re alive…. 」

I’ll take that as a sign that something’s wrong with my language translation.

Also, why did I tsukomi with the goddess? There would be some serious consequences if I offend her.

「Don’t tell me you called me for nothing, Hero Takeru. 」

「My apologies. 」

I’m not sure why I’m feeling angry, ah, probably because it’s the nonchalant Ria’s face.

She just called me here saying we have to do the final sacrament to rank up as a hero.

「Then, it looks like you have nothing to say. Should I interpret that as your wish to end the sacrament? 」

「No, no, wait a minute. 」

This is a valuable opportunity.

There are a lot of things I want to ask to this real fantasy creator and having tsukomi with the Asama Church is not something I should think about this time.

She’s an omniscient and omnipotence goddess and only she can answer my questions.

What I want to ask is….

「Why was I teleported in this world? 」

That’s the most fundamental question.

I don’t have any memories of the time I teleported in this world. I vaguely remember being a high school student but even so, it feels like the me from those memories is nothing but a stranger.

In addition, I’m not suffering any homesickness and I could say that it was so convenient for me in order to be able to adapt to this world.

Even so, I wanted to find out what has caused my transmigrations that I have forgotten all this time.

I’m not standing at the crossroads in my life where I might marry a princess from this world.

As a man, if I make such a choice and then have to go back to my original world, I’ll never be able to move on.

Finally, here I am, standing in front of Asama.

The reason why I’m confused became clear to me. If I don’t know my past, I can never choose the future.

「Should I tell you about your life in your original world, Takeru? 」

「Yes, if you can include my life, that would be great…. 」

「You came to this world in despair of your original world. The reason why you have no memory of your transmigration is because you wished to forget everything that caused you to transmigrate. 」

「What happened to me to wish for that? 」

What are the things I wanted to forget?

If you say it like that, I can’t help but be curious.