Chapter 655: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 655: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18]
The setting is modern, but it's a world where gods coexist with humanity. The gods no longer remain in the 'Divine Realm.' They have descended to the 'Mortal Realm,' living mixed in among humans, deep within their daily lives.
On the surface, it's packaged as a peaceful, civilized world where gods and humans coexist, but in reality, it's a dictatorship where the gods hold absolute power, controlling the structure and order of all society.
Nearly all humans take the gods' existence for granted. A social system, bordering on brainwashing, has been perfectly established, making the worship of gods a basic premise for survival.
‘The gods here are all petty bastards.’
Humans were nothing more than the gods' eternal playthings, toys to alleviate their boredom.
‘The only comfort is that the gods are weaker than in other stories, and contacting them is easier than I expected.’
The problem was the protagonist. The protagonist of this novel was the literal embodiment of a 'cheat.' He received the interest, love, and even obsession of the goddesses all at once.
Even though I've approached the Profound Realm, that guy is a walking cheat code who can ignore all that.
‘There’s no winning if I have to compete with a guy like that.’
I have to eliminate the protagonist in the early stages. And this novel is nothing more than a creation to cure Bi-yeon.
‘I need to focus on healing Bi-yeon as quickly as possible, then find a way to get stronger.'
There was no reason to delay. I immediately launched the Libido App and tapped on I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed.
[Would you like to begin I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed?]
-Yes.
[Would you like to apply a penalty?]
-No.
I had no intention of wasting time on penalties.
[Generating Avatar.]
*
The moment I opened my eyes, flames filled my vision. The heat was so intense I could barely breathe, and it felt like it would scorch my skin.
I stared calmly at the fire. At the same time, the avatar's memories flooded into my mind in real-time.
An orphan since birth. The life of a 24-year-old man who had survived by drifting from one daily-wage job to another flashed through my mind like a film.
And right now, in the middle of a construction site, a crazed contractor who wielded fire was slaughtering people.
I quickly assessed the situation in an instant.
‘What a flashy start.’
I raised my hand. The moment the Libido App's stats were overlaid onto the avatar, my once-powerless body changed. Internal energy filled my dantian, and the flames were no longer a threat.
I took a step forward.
Atop the burning building, a man wreathed in flames was glaring down at me.
"How are you unharmed after being hit by Lord Agni's flames...?!"
Agni, the Hindu god of fire. This man was clearly a contractor of Agni.
"Unfortunately for you, fire doesn't work on me."
The moment I lightly waved my hand, a fierce wind swept through, clearing away the debris and flames in one go. The fire that followed was on a completely different level from what the man had been spewing. It was far hotter, more ferocious, and it swallowed the entire space.
The man's eyes widened as he looked back and forth between me and the flames.
"Impossible… Lord Agni definitely said there were no other contractors in this area—!"
I spoke with indifference.
"I'm busy. Just burn to death."
Samadhi True Fire.
Normally, it's a weak flame used for burning documents, but the moment my internal energy infused it, the very nature of the fire changed completely.
Even with my reduced stats, my internal energy was still overflowing.
The flames coiled around the man, instantly beginning to incinerate his entire body.
"Gah, I don't know how you're fine in Lord Agni's flames, but I am the contractor of the fire god, Agni! Your fire won't work on me either—!"
"All this chatter is annoying."
If the firepower was lacking, all I had to do was add more fuel.
I increased the intensity of the flames.
"Aaargh! It's hot! My body…! Lord Agni! Save—!"
The man's screams were swallowed by the fire and vanished into the air.
Soon after, the loud chopping of a helicopter echoed from above. Figures in black uniforms jumped down from the helicopter and immediately shouted at me.
"Stop! This area is under the control of the Disaster Management Bureau!"
In an instant, the muzzles of the surrounding agents' guns were aimed at me. Those weren't ordinary weapons. They were special armaments, specifically designed to capture criminal contractors.
I slowly retracted the flames and raised both my hands high.
Causing trouble with these people would just be a hassle. I was the victim anyway, and my actions were purely self-defense.
The agents, still on high alert, surrounded me.
*
I sat alone in a stark white investigation room. While waiting, I took out my smartphone from my pocket to check the date.
December 29th.
‘Two days before the original story begins… I still have time.’
A moment later, the door opened and a middle-aged man with a neat appearance walked in. His black suit was wrinkle-free, and his steps were precise.
"I'm Inspector Kim Jeong-su from the Disaster Management Bureau. I'd like to ask you a few simple questions. You'll be free to go as soon as you answer."
The Disaster Management Bureau.
A special agency under the South Korean government. They handled cases involving those who had contracted with gods or criminals who abused that power.
I stated my name calmly.
"I'm Jin Seo-yun."
The man tapped the tablet in his hand a few times, scanning my information.
"Name, Jin Seo-yun, age 24. Reputation in the area is good. Parents died in an incident 16 years ago. And…"
He looked up from the tablet and met my eyes again.
"According to official records, you have no history of contracting with a god. Have you perhaps made a contract recently?"
I shook my head firmly.
"No."
"Not a contractor… Then it could be a Blessing, or perhaps you're a half-blood."
In this world, a 'Blessing' referred to a god sharing their power with a human they took a special liking to, without a formal contract.
‘A very rare case.’
Usually, a god bestowing a Blessing upon a human was akin to a marriage proposal.
And a 'half-blood' was a being born between a god and a human. In most cases, their power awakened only after several generations, and in rare instances, they lived ordinary lives without even realizing their heritage.
The man studied my face once more.
"Could you hold out your hand?"
I held out my hand. The man took a small jewel from his pocket and carefully placed it on my palm.
To live comfortably in this world, the best options were to either make a contract with a god, receive a Blessing, or be a half-blood born of a god and a human. This was because the government officially provided various forms of support and benefits to such individuals.
The moment the jewel touched my skin, a faint light began to spread slowly from my fingertips.
‘So it reacts to this?’
I wondered if it might react to my divine power stat, but I hadn't expected it to actually work.
‘The divine power stat, which I could never raise with points and had left alone because I didn't know how to use it… To think it would be useful here.’
The man nodded with a smile.
"Ah, so you have received a Blessing. Congratulations."
"Thank you."
The man handed me a document.
"Could you fill this out as well? Even if you're not a contractor, Blessings must be reported."
I took the report form from him and quickly filled in the necessary sections.
A formal investigation followed. Since most of the information was already in my statement, the additional questions were nothing special.
I remained impassive, giving short answers to his questions.
The man carefully reviewed the document I handed him, then nodded silently.
"Thank you for your cooperation. Mr. Jin Seo-yun, you will now be eligible for certain government benefits. The paperwork will take about a week to process, and you will be contacted separately with further guidance. You are free to return home for today."
I stood up from my seat quietly.
*
I arrived at the house where the avatar lived. Opening the door, I was greeted by the silence of a small, one-room apartment.
Out of habit, I took off my shoes, went inside, sat at the desk, and turned on the computer. As I watched the monitor slowly boot up, I began searching for information related to blacksmith gods.
Hephaestus of Greece.
Huode Zhenjun of China.
Vulcan of Rome.
Svarog of the Slavs.
Ptah of Egypt.
Amatsumara of Japan.
Tubal-cain of the Celts.
Danya of Korea.
There was a long list of gods of fire and smithing. However, realistically, the only ones whose current locations were relatively public were Japan's Amatsumara and Korea's Danya.
There was no information on the others, as they were gods who were barely mentioned in the original story.
I moved the mouse and searched for Danya's name. The screen was flooded with videos of Danya, dressed in a flashy outfit, singing and dancing as the center of an idol group under dazzling stage lights in front of a huge crowd.
"An idol...?"
I stared blankly at the video for a long time before a disbelieving laugh escaped me.
Next, I searched for 'Amatsumara.' A moment later, a completely different kind of information began to pop up.
"And this one... is the CEO of an adult toy company?"
The search results included media interviews, new product launch events, and even behind-the-scenes footage from a provocatively themed commercial shoot. The company Amatsumara was the CEO of was a household name worldwide. Moreover, everything from the advertising concepts to the imagery, and even the outfits, was extremely daring.
"..."
I let out a sigh in front of the monitor.
‘They both have too high of a social standing. If I just show up unannounced, I'll be ignored.’
Besides, gods are a prideful bunch. There was a higher chance of just offending them than getting them to grant my request.
‘Even if I succeed in making contact, they'll demand something in return. There's no way gods would be that easygoing.’
Amatsumara was the CEO of Japan's top adult toy company, and Danya was a national idol. To approach either of them, I needed a proper identity, a purpose, and something to catch their interest.
‘There’s a lot I need to worry about.’
I organized a plan in my head.
1. Aim for an official fan meeting or corporate event.
2. Gather as much information as possible: the gods' weaknesses, preferences, recent interests, and relationships.
3. Search for alternative routes, in case there's another god who can perform the repairs.
4. Prepare a bait that would pique a god's interest.
‘Preparing a bait to pique their interest might be the easiest part.’
Alternatively, using my sexual aura directly at the fan meeting is another option.
On a whim, I searched for Danya's fan meeting schedule.
Soon, a notice caught my eye: after finishing a concert in Japan, a fan meeting would be held in Korea soon.
‘Perfect timing. Ticket sales open in an hour?’
Whether it was good luck or not, the timing was perfect. I didn't absolutely have to succeed, but it wouldn't hurt to try while I had the time. I had some leeway before I had to deal with the protagonist.
Until the ticketing time approached, I spent the time searching for information on other gods as well.
‘Most of these gods are social media addicts.’
While many gods publicly shared their lives, a significant number did not.
Still, it meant that gathering information had become incredibly easy.
I glanced at the clock and saw that the ticketing time was just around the corner.
I quickly accessed the official website. But in that instant, the page froze.
I hit refresh.
But a familiar message was already on the screen.
SOLD OUT.
"...Damn, how was it that fast...?"
Even though I had gotten in the moment it opened, every single seat was sold out in an instant.
‘Can't be helped… I'll give up on this.’
It seemed I would have to stick to my original plan.