Yeah. I knew it. The perverted pedo lolicon deity wouldn’t help me grow taller.
He’s already given me plenty of rewards; if he helped me grow taller on top of that, wouldn’t that make him a true pedo deity? Something wearing the guise of a deity?
I knew this, but still...
“Grandfather! You said I would change! You said I would grow!”
<Didn’t I say? There are individual differences.>
“But this is too much!”
He could at least have given me a little growth!
Did I ask for so much?!
I would have been satisfied with just 3 centimeters!
But what is this?!
Nothing has changed! Absolutely nothing!
<...Well, it doesn’t seem like nothing has changed.>
“Where? No matter how much I stare at the mirror, I can’t find a single mistake!”
Don’t give me half-hearted comfort! No matter what, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m still a puny little kid!
<Go ask Lina, who’s tied up over there. She’ll tell you well.>
‘...That’s a bit much.’
...I’ll retract the statement that nothing has changed.
I might not know, but it seems something has changed.
In the morning, when I met Feiby, she blushed slightly and said I had become quite beautiful.
When I ran into Johan, he commented that I had become full of noble elegance.
And when the usually awkward fox girl, who tried to cosplay as normal when she usually saw me, saw me, she bumped her head and started rambling about such things.
‘Please, stomp on my head! Tell me how disgusting I am! If you spit on me, that would be even better! Huh, huh, a rope? What do you plan to do with that? I’m fine with anything! Do as you please!’
Ha. Even thinking about it now, it was truly disgusting.
How did that master of the forest end up becoming such a pervert?
If I free her from that binding now, she’ll probably start spouting nonsense again, and I have no desire to listen to it.
Yet I can’t figure out what exactly has changed within me.
“Can’t you just tell me, Grandfather?”
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I’m asking you to just say it! You don’t want to see the awkward fox girl making a fuss, do you?!
<...Cough.>
In response to my question, the old man merely cleared his throat.
What on earth is going on? Why are you acting like this?
“Employer, you’re awake, I see?”
As I pondered how to interrogate the reticent old man, the door to the reception room opened, revealing Karia.
She stood at the entrance, quietly inspecting my face, then rushed inside and locked the door behind her.
“What are you doing?”
“Why are you acting like this? Even though you’re older, you shouldn’t be experiencing dementia yet, right?”
“Are you seriously unaware of your own changes? Employer?”
‘What do you mean?’
“Changes? What are you talking about? I’m still cute and pretty as ever, unlike this old lady who’s getting older.”
“...Hah.”
As I tilted my head in confusion, Karia sighed heavily and brought a mirror before me.
“I’ll explain everything one by one since it seems you have no clue.”
Then she grabbed the back of my chair and turned it toward the mirror.
“First, your height. You’ve grown about 1 centimeter.”
...What? I’ve grown?! By 1 centimeter?!
Taken aback by the unexpected news, I raised my head, but Karia insisted that this wasn’t the important part and brought my head down again.
But it is important! Even 1 centimeter is a huge deal!
“And your face. Your eyes have become a bit more provocative, your eyelashes have grown longer, and your jawline has become slightly slimmer.”
Is that... so?
I couldn’t quite tell even when she pointed out each detail.
Doesn’t it look pretty similar to before?
“And your body has changed even more. Your waist has slimmed down, and your hips have rounded out. Plus, you’ve developed muscle in your arms and legs, creating some definition.”
This one I could somewhat understand.
I couldn’t notice it overall, but when I looked at the parts Karia pointed out one by one, I could feel that something had changed.
But, you see...
‘In the end, nothing has really changed, has it?’
“So you’re saying I’m beautiful as usual? Why are you rambling about something so obvious?”
I understand that changes have occurred, but they’re not at a noticeable level, are they?
When I asked, Karia questioned whether I was serious and, upon seeing my nod, pressed her forehead and spoke in a slightly sharp tone.
“To put it bluntly, you’ve gained a certain allure, Employer.”
No.
What?
A... allure?
The unexpected word made me blink in surprise, and Karia continued.
“Before, you felt like a very pretty and cute girl, but now there’s an added charm. Do you understand now?”
Uh.
Uh, uh.
So, does this mean my charm has increased compared to before?
When she puts it in gaming terms, it becomes much clearer.
Ah, so that’s why the awkward fox girl went wild. My increasing charm made it impossible for her to contain her perversion.
...Should I be happy about this?
While an increase in charm is certainly good, I couldn’t bring myself to smile.
I had already endured so many perverts surrounding me, and now it seems that would only multiply.
I didn’t want this kind of growth!
If you have the leeway to increase my charm, you should increase stats that are practically helpful, like divinity, stamina, or agility, you perverted lolicon deity!
Don’t always be honest about your personal desires; at least try to hide your perversion a little!
“I locked the door for this reason. Behind me, Isabel and that perverted apostle are following you. What kind of situation would it have been if those three had seen you?”
I imagined what would happen if those three came in here.
First, Isabel. That divine pervert would definitely be excited to see my increased divinity rank.
Next, the apostle who worships the goddess.
Even in a dress, he would have been all flustered upon seeing me, and now, seeing my increased allure, he’d probably spout all kinds of nonsense.
Lastly, the knight...
Hmm. I think he’d be okay?
After all, what’s important to him isn’t my appearance, but the fact that I’m his master.
I didn’t think my increased charm would change anything in his mind.
Anyway, he aspires to be a proper knight.
“Karia? The door is locked!”
“I’ll open it! Wait!”
In response to the voice of the perverted apostle, Karia pulled out a long robe from her spatial pocket and draped it over my shoulders.
“First, take this and cover yourself a bit. It’ll help, even if just a little.”
Then she stepped out the door and spoke to the others, probably advising them not to get too excited upon seeing me.
“Grandfather. Grandfather.”
<What is it?>
“Was it really that hard to say that I’ve become pretty? You sound just like a paladin.”
<...What did you mean by that just now?>
“It’s just what it means, isn’t it?”
Can’t you just say I’ve become pretty instead of clearing your throat?
I could tell without looking at how it used to be.
“I’m sure if there’s a girl in front of you, you’ll be at a loss for words and fumble, and you’ll lose everything to Garad.”
<How many times must I say it’s not like that?!>
“Ah, did I let that slip? My bad.”
<What do you mean by ‘my bad’! It’s intentional!>
Ignoring the old man, who grumbled about feeling a lack of respect lately, I observed those entering the reception room.
Karl briefly lost his words but soon approached, politely greeting me by saying I had become remarkably beautiful.
Isabel tried hard to maintain a serious demeanor but ultimately failed to hide the loosening smile on her lips.
The perverted apostle walked toward me with a stern expression, pulling something resembling a guitar from his spatial pocket.
“I will recite a song to praise the beauty of the noble lady in place of the goddess I serve.”
“Karl. Karia.”
“Pathetic old lady.”
“Yes.”
“Right.”
“Get out of here.”
“Sure.”
“Understood.”
“I wasn’t planning to stop you! The goddess has inspired me! Gyaaa! Don’t touch the instrument! It’s better to break my bones than touch the instrument! Just the instrument!”
After tossing the perverted apostle into a corner, bound next to the awkward fox girl, I turned to Karia to ask how things were handled while I was asleep.
Specifically about the inquiries from the Church of the Deity and the aftermath in Burrow territory.
“The inquiries have been resolved well. That perverted apostle is human trash, but still, he’s the Apostle of the Artistic Order.”
After gaining the right to draw my picture, that pervert immediately contacted the Artistic Order and brought in their personnel to Burrow territory.
Thanks to that, when the inquiries that had been driven away by that pervert returned, the people from the Artistic Order were already tidying up Burrow territory.
Since the inquiry couldn’t provoke a fight with the Church of the Deity, it had no choice but to withdraw from Burrow territory.
It seems the Artistic Order in this world is stronger than I thought.
In the game, they had some standing, but they weren’t at the level to oppose the Church of the Deity.
“The cleanup in Burrow territory has gone smoothly too. Thanks to the miracle you performed, Tariki’s magic has completely vanished.”
If I had simply suppressed Nakrad, Tariki’s magic would still be swirling in Burrow territory.
However, thanks to my miracle, which erased all darkness, not only was there no magic from the Evil God left in Burrow territory, but a kind of blessing spread throughout the entire territory.
As a result, those who had been possessed by Tariki were reportedly recovering rapidly.
“I’ve sealed Nakrad in the underground of the Artistic Order. I’ll slowly interrogate him later to extract information.”
‘So, then...’
“Is everything settled now? Old lady?”
“Well, roughly.”
In response to my question, Karia activated a magic inscribed on her ring to block the sound from the surroundings.
“I’d say everything is resolved except for the Burrow Duke.”
Jakel? Why? I brought him while he was fainting, didn’t I?
“That guy didn’t just fall under a spell; he made a contract with the Evil God. Tariki’s magic is still inside him. If left as is, it wouldn’t be long before whatever he does is revealed. That’s not what you want, is it?”
Nodding at Karia’s words, I agreed.
I didn’t wish for that guy to die. Though I don’t like him, we do have a kind of one-sided familiarity.
“So, for now, I’ve locked him up in a suitable place. I’ve made excuses to the Burrow Duke that he went missing.”
Her decision was certainly the best one.
If I hadn’t taken action, Jakel would surely have found himself in trouble one way or another.
“What will you do?”
Upon hearing the question, I began to think.
What to do was already determined.
First, I need to erase the magic of the Evil God embedded in him.
And for the trouble he caused me, I’ll make him suffer.
After that...
Well, I’ll probably have him pay for it, but I’m not sure how exactly to do that.
I’m not a being who judges sins.
‘Jakel is...’
“Where’s that foolish inferior duke?”
“Are you planning to go yourself?”
‘Yes.’
“You should.”
If it had been before.
Before my divinity rank increased.
And when I hadn’t completed the merciful deity tutorial and didn’t know how to handle that skill properly.
I would have had to ask Feiby to eliminate Tariki’s magic.
But not now.
Now I can do all of that myself.
Heh. This is perfect.
I needed a place to test my growth, and here it is—a test subject that wouldn’t evoke any guilt even if I ruined it.
Alright. Let’s see how I can toy with it.
If it breaks...
Hmm.
I suppose I can just ask Feiby to fix it.
Probably.