I blankly stared at the message, then I remembered that there were people around me looking at me, so I quickly closed my eyes.
If I just stared into space, I would definitely think something strange.
Was the message I just saw from the crow goddess?
... How did the leader of the perverts of the art cult send me a message?
I know you can send messages.
Even though you are a sloppy and unprincipled pervert, you are still a god. You can probably convey messages to people on Earth like you did in the game.
But sending messages directly is limited to your own apostles. Isn't it impossible for you to send messages to me, an apostle of another god?
While thinking about this and that, I wondered if my memory was wrong, so I looked back on my memories before I was possessed.
The basis of the game Soul Academy is ultimately the confrontation between good and evil gods.
The evil gods are trying to achieve their own resurrection by using their followers, and the good gods are also doing their best to stop him.
When you become a second-year student at the academy and start going outside the academy, you can experience this through various quests.
For example, you can help the good gods' apostles who are doing their best to stop the evil gods' power, or follow in the footsteps of the few true priests of the Lord's Church who sacrificed their lives.
If you do this, you will naturally catch the eye of the good gods and the evil gods, and in this situation, if you meet certain conditions, you can become an apostle of the good gods.
If you become an apostle, you can receive various quests directly from the gods, just like I am receiving various messages from the Lord now.
Of course, the quests given in the game are not as spontaneous and playful as the Lord gives them.
Anyway, if I remember correctly, the crow goddess cannot send me messages.
Even if it's not this setting. Since there's a pervert apostle right next to me, it's okay to tell me the story through him.
But you're ignoring the sloppy god who's looking at me and trying to contact me directly. Does that make sense?
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Sloppy god. Are you really sloppy because I'm always sloppy? Are you so sloppy that you're ignored by the guy below you?
- Tiring.
- Tiring.
As I was thinking that, notification sounds rang in my ears one after another.
I don't know if it's the sloppy god or the crow goddess, but whoever it is, let's do it moderately.
Can't you see the serious atmosphere around you right now! It's okay to send a message after work is over, you perverts!
- Tiring.
- Tiring.
- Tiring.
Eventually, I couldn't hold it in any longer and opened my eyes, blinking at the many messages lined up in front of me.
[Ah. Why! I'm not trying to do anything bad!]
[I told you I'd give you a blessing?!]
[I'll give you something good!]
[Why are you being so deadly!]
[I think monopolizing this kind of art is bad!]
[God, stop your tyranny! Stop it!]
...What is this.
<What's going on?>
I was so dumbfounded that I forgot about my surroundings and just stood there blankly, when my grandfather spoke with concern.
'Uh. That.'
I was wondering how to explain this, but soon realized there was no answer and shook my head.
'...It's nothing.'
Let's say the crow goddess spoke to me. But how can I convince her that the goddess, the author, is protesting to God in an unjust way!
<Hmm. Well, then I understand.>
Fortunately, my grandfather didn't press me any further.
- Tiring.
[Isn't that a bit too much? Even though she's Lucy Allen.]
[Can't you do something else? There are many good things among my blessings.]
[Ugh. Okay. Okay. I understand. If it's for Lucy Allen, our Frete will understand.]
While I was relieved that I didn't have to explain, the crow goddess seemed to have negotiated something with the god.
No. Hey. You sloppy god. Don't you think it's wrong to make a deal with a crow without even asking for my opinion, the center of the deal? You could at least ask for my opinion.
If you left the negotiation to me, I'd be confident that I could take everything from the crow!
- Tiring.
[...Huh? Are you kidding me? Lucy Allen was watching all this? There's no way.]
[Excuse me. Miss Lucy? If you see this message, would you close and open your left eye?]
I don't know what's going on, but I did as I was told, and silence returned.
Why did you throw away all your dignity and grace? You didn't know I was watching.
- Tiring.
[Apostle of the Lord. I'm sorry. I caused you trouble.]
Even if you act dignified now. When I frowned, the crow, who had guessed the situation, sent a sighing message.
[Is it too late...]
[Haaah. There's nothing I can do. Then let's talk comfortably now?]
The crow's appearance, realizing that there was no turning back and immediately giving up, was a perfect match for the crow I knew.
How could it be so different from a game? The size of the sect has grown this much, so shouldn't it have some dignity that matches it?
...No. Now that I think about it, it seems like it would be scary if it changed. Even if it's a fool, it's better to be the fool I know.
[Anyway, I promised to give you a blessing, right? The Lord said something, but you're the one who will receive the blessing. If you have any wishes, tell me.]
The crow goddess told me about many things she could do for me, but most of them were about my appearance.
Her tone, when she said that she wanted to be more beautiful than I was now, was filled with her extremely personal desires.
Naturally, I ignored all of her words. It's perverts like you who are interested in my appearance, not me.
There are countless other good things about me, so why should I accept such inefficient things?
[Aren't you interested in my body type? If you want, I could make you a little taller!]
...That's possible?! Really!?
Is it possible for me to grow taller!?
Am I finally going to be able to look down on Frey?
I almost nodded in a fit of haste, but the rotten reason deep inside my heart caught my instincts.
Calm down. Calm down.
My height won't be an important issue in the many trials that lie ahead.
Even if I were a little taller than I am now, I wouldn't be able to escape the crisis.
However, the various rewards I could get from the Raven Goddess are directly helpful to me.
There's no need to think about it.
Just hand it over.
But if I'm taller and have longer arms, wouldn't I be able to fight better?
Originally, combat is all about weight class.
Right? Right?
Anyone can see that it's a reasonable choice...
This is it!
I bit my tongue and barely managed to regain my senses, realizing that I shouldn't play around with the Raven Goddess any longer.
I was able to resist temptation somehow for now, but there's no guarantee that I'll be able to do so in the future.
I need to tell her what I want and negotiate quickly!
Having made that decision, I infused magic into the jewel that Caria had once given me, blocking out the sounds between me and the surroundings before opening my mouth.
"Raven Goddess. The more you talk, the uglier you become. Could you please be quiet for a moment? If you don’t want to be despised, that would be better.”
Having been treated badly by the foolish fox and the perverted apostle, I was worried that I would be asked to be despised, but fortunately, the crow goddess kept her mouth shut to maintain at least a minimal amount of dignity.
“To be honest, I don’t really want anything from the crow goddess. If you, the leader of the perverts, were to bless me, I would feel creepy, like bugs walking on my skin.”
[Wait. Wait! Do you want to listen to my story?! There are more good things than what I just said! Seriously!]
“You’re still babbling. Do you want to be despised that much?”
[No. That.]
“That’s fine. I don’t want to talk anymore, so I’ll tell you what I want.
Give me your aesthetic sense. Of all your useless abilities, that’s the best.”
The moment I said aesthetic sense, the crow goddess fell silent again.
That was expected.
The passive skill called Aesthetic Sense is a skill that you can only obtain after becoming an apostle of the Raven Goddess and rolling around for a long time.
Even when giving the skill, it was all over the place, so it wouldn't be something you would give to someone who had no connection to it, right?
Even knowing this, the reason I mentioned Aesthetic Sense was closer to the build-up for the next time than the usefulness of the skill.
The moment you reject this, I'll find fault with it and take away many blessings.
I've already thought of a few things.
Many of the skills that the Raven Goddess gives are useless, but if you combine them well.
[...Ugh. In the end, I have to give it to you.]
Huh?
[I can't help it. It's also something I agreed on with the Lord, so if you want it, I have no choice but to give it to you.]
Huh?
No.
No.
Wait.
Isn't this what I really want?
What I want is something else!?
I tried to shout in confusion, but the crow gave me a blessing faster than I could.
[The skill 'Aesthetic Sense' is granted.]
[You will naturally be able to recognize beauty.]
...
Refund!
Refund me!
Give me something else instead of this!
Where would I use a skill that's useless except for making money!
I have so much money right now!
[This is the most valuable thing I can give you, so please use it well.]
No! You don't have to give me the most valuable thing, so take it! Replace it with something else! Please! If you can change it right now, I'll pray for you!
[I'll cheer you on from above. Fighting! You can do it!]
It's pointless to try to act warm at the end!?
And what do you mean by cheering? You're not saying you're going to watch from above, are you?!
Even if you're a pervert crow, you're not that bad that you'd declare stalking!
[The God of Beauty and Art blesses you.]
[Her energy gives you strength.]
Crazy. Was it that bad? You openly declared that you'd be a voyeur while babbling nice words!
Aah! Seriously! You're not satisfied with a sloppy god, a foolish fox, and a perverted apostle, and now you're even following a crow goddess!?
Why are there so many perverts in this damn world!
Is it because the god is a pervert?!
That's right! Damn it!
I was gritting my teeth in annoyance, but I felt the atmosphere around me was strange, so I quietly released the magic.
"Ohhh!" “The goddess has blessed me!”
“How can she be so beautiful!”
“Is that person really the incarnation of the goddess?”
I stared blankly at the scene where sadness and excitement coexisted, and I couldn’t stand this atmosphere, so I chose to run away.
I wonder if I’ll ever come to the art world again!