My Ability Is OOOO (8)
"Hey. If you're going to explain something, do it properly. That information wasn't even accurate. Where do you get off playing games from the start? And move. You're heavy and it's suffocating."
Beside me, as I was trembling with excitement at the prospect of escaping my "powerless" status, Metatron was pushing away the entity that had introduced itself as the Akashic Records, tossing out a line so cold it felt like she might slice someone's wrists off if things went even slightly wrong.
"Your chest is heavy, that's what I mean. Let go, quickly."
"…?"
Akasha grumbled, rattling off the explanation like a machine gun.
…Huh?
Something felt like it just zoomed past me…?
So… there are three administrators… that are coming…?
Ah, no, wait—it just means there are three of them, right?
For a split second, I almost made a joke about "three people coming" because of the word "three."
No, no!
What are you agonizing over!
Just give me my ability already!
I wanted to shout my inner thoughts out loud, but knowing I’d immediately be berated by someone, I kept my mouth shut.
Akasha let out a soft, nasal hum and rested her chin on her left hand.
Then, she naturally used her other arm to support her left elbow.
As she did, her already violent chest became even more prominent.
OHHHHHH YESSSSS!!!
The exclamation "Oh yes" almost slipped out, so I raised my hand and quickly clamped it over my mouth.
Metatron raised her hand and pointed at me.
Akasha’s gaze followed Metatron’s finger and stopped on me.
"…Look at his eyes. They're about to pop out… He was staring right through your chest."
"…"
Excuse me…? A what-man?
It’s not like I’m an onion… asking about such a sensitive topic so bluntly…
Of course, I like chests, obviously…
But I’m actually a… pelvis-man…
Snap!
As Akasha snapped her fingers, a chair that looked like it was made of high-grade wood appeared.
She sat down, crossed her legs, and rested her chin on her hand again.
Her already voluptuous figure was highlighted even more.
As expected… I never doubted you would show me…
The black stockings visible beneath her rising skirt…
I offer nothing but overwhelming gratitude…
"Hey, look at him. Now he’s staring right through your pelvis?"
Metatron, who had noticed my gaze in the meantime, tattled to Akasha.
Akasha let out a playful, charming sound, quickly uncrossed her legs, and moved the hand that had been propping up her chin to cover her lap.
I laughed, feeling satisfied at the sight.
"What are you laughing at? You pervert…"
Embarrassed by Metatron’s habit of pointing out exactly what I was doing, I scratched my head.
"…Yes."
"…"
"…I'm fine."
"Ah… I'm fine as well."
I wanted to sit down at Akasha’s kind invitation, but I declined, sensing Metatron’s glare.
The results were finally coming out.
Is this what it feels like to wait for the verdict of a first, second, and final third trial?
What could it be…?
I suppressed my trembling emotions and waited for Akasha’s answer.
Akasha toyed with her hair that fell down to her chest, examined her golden locks for a moment, and spoke.
Hmm? Then…
Does that mean… it reflected the appearance of a sergeant who had been in a combat-ready state (due to reward leave), then turned into a sickly chick with no stamina, and finally became a sergeant who just talked a lot and claimed everything was a "buff"?
"What? That… is that even possible? The system acted on its own without the administrator's consent…?"
"So… it's my fault that it almost shattered the dimension?"
Metatron, who had crept closer, raised her hand and poked Akasha’s chest with her index finger.
With a scream, Akasha’s chest bounced.
Watching Akasha’s bouncing chest made me feel like my mind and body were at peace and my lifespan was being extended.
Is this why people are so obsessed with chests…
Me… I might become a chest-man…?
No… show me faith. Pelvis-man…
"So… are you saying those holograms from earlier were nothing?"
Akasha snapped her fingers, and the hologram from earlier appeared.
"That's right… it's always been that way."
"…Yeah."
"…What? What on earth is this human?"
As Metatron turned her head to look at me with a troubled expression, Akasha turned her head to look at me as well.
That was when it happened.
Crack-!
With a crackling sound in the clear sky, lightning struck near us.
Once again, the phenomenon occurred where the sound came first, followed by the flash of lightning.
Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!
The lightning struck a spot near us dozens of times.
Huh? I’ve seen this scene somewhere before?
Ah… where was it…
It was a scene I saw while binge-watching movies in the army because I had nothing to do…
Was it Universe War, starring that Western actor Tom Cruise?
It definitely wouldn’t be an alien invasion like in the movie…
Picking a fight with those close to the gods?
That makes no sense.
Could it be…
The administrator called Recall?
Ah… if that’s the case…
Just by the way they appear, they seem like a total attention seeker…
I hope that’s not it…
But as always, my anxious predictions were never wrong.
Pop. Pop. Pop!
A cute hand, presumably from a stuffed toy with some stuffing leaking out, broke through the sand.
Rustle-rustle-rustle. Rustle-rustle-rustle.
Struggling, the stuffed toy that perfectly emerged from the sand was a large teddy bear about 2 meters tall.
The bear’s hands were cute 'U' shapes, like the characters from the toy brand LECO that men loved when they were young. The bear, as if proud of having escaped the sand, raised its hands high and wiggled its butt as if asking for praise.
"Recall!"
The two administrators, Akasha and Metatron, approached the teddy bear with excited voices, welcoming it.
It seemed the System Administrator called Recall, who would resolve this frustrating situation, had arrived.
But… why a teddy bear…?
I can guess the taste of this administrator named Recall.
They are definitely a kidult.
The teddy bear reached out its arms toward me.
As it clenched and unclenched its fists, the holograms disappeared and new ones appeared.
"What is this… it’s trash, isn't it?"
Akasha agreed with Metatron, who lightly dismissed me as trash… and Recall said those three holograms were my future.
"That’s impossible… the future vision of such a human…?"
The unbelievable word reached my ears as I stood there, listening nervously.
What…?
Pre-!
Reflec-!
tion!?
IT’S HERE---!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It’s out!!!
It finally appeared… that magic word that is written as "pre-reflection" but read as "god-tier reflection"!
Wow…
Those three holograms were my potential future, guaranteed by the lips of those close to the gods…
Overjoyed, I clenched both fists and swung my arms back and forth in a "fighting" pose.
"…Look at that, the human is happy…"
Hearing their criticism, I said what had just crossed my mind.
"Hmm… could it be that I’m a versatile growth-type who can both attack and support?"
???
"Grow-?"
Their berating continued immediately.
"What a load of crap. Hey, let go. Ah~ I’m not going to kill him… just let go! I have work to do!"
After the chaotic situation with the three administrators ended for a moment…
Akasha and the teddy bear Recall were holding Metatron’s arms, as if trying to calm her down, since she showed signs of a seizure whenever she saw me.
"Ha… ha… yes…"
They held out their arms. Among them, the teddy bear Recall began to speak.
"…"
Vwoooooooom.
On the arms they held out, two round, transparent orbs had formed, looking like Doraemon’s fists.
The two orbs floated up slowly and burst with a pop sound about 20 meters above.
Pop-
Thin smoke spread through the air.
I heard Recall’s voice, filled with annoyance.
? Is that for you to say…?
Who was the goddess that came down riding lightning…?
Whiz.
Suddenly, the teddy bear turned its head to look at me.
"Yes? I didn't say a… thing…"
I quickly shook my head from side to side.
The smoke soon disappeared…
And as expected, the Goddess of Justice, holding scales in her left hand and an executioner’s sword in her right, was looking down at us from above.
"We meet again soon, don't we? The crazy human who called me a rude goddess."
The voice of the Goddess of Justice, which I had never imagined, reached my ears.
Tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble.
Tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble.
Tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble-tremble.
I shook my whole body like a trembling aspen tree.
How did she hear that…?
"P… please save…"
Smirk…
The beautiful smile the Goddess of Justice wore felt like pure terror.
Damn it…
Save me!