Chapter 659: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18] (5)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 659: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18] (5)
She slowly lifted her head, looked deep into my eyes, and then gestured for a staff member.
“Tell them I’m taking a ten-minute break.”
“Understood, Danya-nim.”
“You two, follow me.”
Danya’s expression and tone changed in an instant. She walked toward a door behind the stage.
We followed her into a small room. As soon as we entered, she plopped down onto a chair and grumbled.
“Ugh, some annoying weirdo shows up and interrupts everything. I was already pissed off enough today with all the smelly otaku bastards here.”
Her personality had completely flipped. Her eyes were now incredibly sharp.
“Hey, if it weren't for the goddess next to you, you’d be dead right now.”
“…I apologize.”
There was no need to make the atmosphere worse, so I offered a cautious apology. I knew well that gods like Danya, who enjoyed their own little amusements, hated even the slightest interruption.
‘Especially since she’s a blacksmith god, she doesn’t have many ways to gain divinity. She’s supplementing it by being an idol, so she must be pissed that I interfered.’
But strangely, an impulse to grab Danya by the hair and rape her surged through my body.
In the past, I would have given in to that impulse.
‘Here we go again.’
Suddenly, a refreshing energy spread from a corner of my mind, clearing my head.
‘…Was this what Verdandi did for me earlier?’
But that wasn't what was important right now. I had to deal with the god glaring at me, still full of anger.
I maintained as calm a voice as possible and said, “If I have committed any rudeness, I apologize.”
Danya stared at me with sharp eyes for a long moment before finally letting out a sigh.
“Whatever. So, what? You want me to fix a sword? What kind of sword is it?”
I carefully took Bi-yeon, wrapped in the Bongmacheon cloth, out of my inventory and held it out.
Danya’s expression changed at once. The annoyance vanished, and her gaze grew calm. She slowly reached out and took Bi-yeon.
A moment of silence passed before she muttered, “…Interesting.”
“Can you fix it?”
Danya examined Bi-yeon for a while longer, then slowly nodded.
“It’s possible. But…”
Her eyes sharpened.
“It won’t be free. Naturally, there’s a price.”
I had expected as much.
“What price do you want?”
Danya returned Bi-yeon to me and said, “First of all, perfectly repairing this sword will take a significant amount of time and effort. Plus, it requires special materials.”
I opened my inventory and took out the materials I had.
Meteorite Iron, along with the remains of Nerzaka’s dragon heart, teeth, and bones.
“Will these be enough?”
“Holy shit, where did you get all this…!”
Danya was stunned by the Meteorite Iron and what was left of Nerzaka’s dragon heart.
She carefully lifted the Meteorite Iron to inspect it.
“You can tell just by looking at it that this is an incredible treasure!”
Danya marveled, examining the materials from every angle.
“Hey, where on earth did you pick this stuff up?”
“I just happened to acquire it. Can you fix the sword?”
“With this, it’s more than possible. No, I could do more than just fix it—I could make it even stronger.”
I let out a sigh of relief.
“How long will it take?”
“Hmm, a few months at least. My schedule is a bit packed. And you’re still short on materials.”
Danya counted on her fingers.
“I need Spirit Powder and a Highest-Grade Life Stone. You know about the Highest-Grade Life Stone, right? It’s incredibly rare and hard to get.”
“I know.”
“I heard the prize for the upcoming Survival tournament includes a Highest-Grade Life Stone. You should participate in that.”
‘A Highest-Grade Life Stone as a reward for the Survival tournament…’
There had been a similar reward in the original story. I just couldn’t remember exactly what rank you needed to be to receive it.
“So, what is the price I have to pay?”
“The price is…”
Danya thought for a moment before speaking.
“First, bring me all the materials. I’ll tell you then. Just get the materials first. And for the record, next time you want to see me, contact me in advance and make an appointment. If you just show up unannounced like this again, I won’t let it slide.”
She warned me sharply.
“Understood. I’m sorry.”
“Good. This is my contact information. Get in touch after the Survival tournament.”
“Yes.”
“Now, I have to get back to my fan meeting. You two can leave.”
I took Verdandi’s hand and left the room. As we walked down the hallway, Verdandi spoke quietly.
“She’s a very scary person, isn’t she?”
“She is… More importantly, thank you, Verdandi. You keep helping me. Is there anything you want?”
“Umm, please hold my hand and walk me home.”
Verdandi smiled, squeezing my hand tightly.
“That’s all?”
“Yes. Just being with you like this is enough for me.”
I wondered if she had any idea how much harder it was for me to hold back every time she acted so alluringly.
I didn’t let go of her hand as we left the shopping mall.
*
In the time remaining before the Survival tournament, I spent my days in meditation.
Spirit Powder wasn’t difficult to obtain.
As for the Highest-Grade Life Stone, I looked it up and found that it could be obtained by winning the main tournament.
‘Useless, distracting thoughts are creeping in again.’
Lately, it had become increasingly difficult to concentrate. It felt like something deep inside my mind was constantly interfering with my thoughts. A baseless anxiety and restlessness weighed on my chest.
But every time, the refreshing energy Verdandi had given me helped me endure it.
Meeting Verdandi was an incredible stroke of luck for me.
‘But when did it start getting like this…?’
I slowly closed my eyes and repeated a series of deep breaths. I tried to recall what I was like before the Dungeon Conquest Chronicle, before I obtained the Akashic System.
A sharp, strange pain pulsed in my head, but I didn’t stop. I kept trying to grasp at the far reaches of my memory.
‘I was definitely an ordinary human.’
A person who, at the very least, lived by a minimum of conscience and morality.
I certainly wasn’t the kind of person who would use women like tools without a second thought or commit rape without any guilt.
‘Come to think of it, I just jerked off to eroge, manga, and AVs. I never even thought about things like rape.’
…I did have a slight curiosity about that genre, but it was just a fantasy. I was confident I wasn’t that much of a scumbag…
‘Or was I…?’
Maybe not.
My mind was a mess right now. I stopped trying to recall any more memories.
‘But why didn’t I realize this until now?’
Suddenly, two systems came to mind.
The Akashic System. And the Kkitomi Application. And the Libido App, which was created when the two merged.
There was no way such ridiculous abilities and systems would be given without a price. It was possible that one of them, or perhaps both, had a problem.
‘But I don’t think that’s it…’
If so, then what?
‘The point where I became the strangest… was after I got the Akashic System and used the Predation ability in the Dungeon Conquest Chronicle.’
Of that, I was certain.
And then, without warning, a sensation and a memory surfaced.
The pleasure of using the Predation ability for the first time. The thrill of absorbing a God’s Fragment, stealing its power, and making it my own.
The ecstasy of the moment I devoured another’s very existence, making it all a part of me.
For a moment, I thought it felt better than sex.
‘Better than sex… That’s creepy.’
It was as if something was deliberately making me feel that sensation again. Seeing this, it was clear the Akashic System was the problem.
‘Fucking system bastard.’
If it’s a tool, it should act like one. It was getting way ahead of itself.
“Seo-yun-nim?”
Verdandi’s voice brought me back to my senses.
“Are you okay?”
It seemed she had reacted to the killing intent I had unknowingly released.
“Ah, sorry. I’m fine.”
Verdandi, still looking worried, quietly knelt before me. She gently stroked my head.
“Don’t push yourself. Let’s take it slow, okay?”
“Heung, Mommy!”
“Oh, my.”
To think the original protagonist had a goddess like Verdandi by his side for over 200 chapters and never had sex with her once. He must have been a fucking eunuch.
I buried my face in Verdandi’s chest and acted like a spoiled child. Her hand gently caressed my head.
Being buried in Verdandi’s soft breasts, I felt all my worries melt away.
‘Ah, I want to have sex.’
*
A few days passed.
I repeated a cycle of meditation and training, trying my best to control my mind.
Every morning and evening, Verdandi would place her hand on my head and infuse me with that refreshing energy. Maybe that was why my mind had been so clear lately.
And then, finally.
The morning of January 10th arrived.
It was the day of the Survival preliminaries.
“Seo-yun-nim, please wake up.”
I opened my eyes to Verdandi’s gentle voice.
She was already fully dressed and ready.
“What time is it?”
“It’s seven. I woke you up early so you’d have plenty of time to get ready.”
“Thanks.”
I got out of bed, quickly washed my face, and changed my clothes.
A black t-shirt, jeans, and a light jacket on top. It was a comfortable outfit, easy to move in.
“Would you like some breakfast?”
“No, it’s okay. Let’s just grab something from a convenience store on the way.”
“Okay!”
We left the house.
*
It was about a forty-minute subway ride to the Gangnam Sports Complex.
Even though it was early in the morning, the subway was already crowded with people heading to watch the Survival tournament.
“Wow, there are so many people!”
“Who do you think will win this time?”
“I don’t know, but I heard Park Seong-jun is competing again. He was third last year.”
“Whoa, really? Then he might actually win this time!”
“There’s also a rumor that last year’s champion is coming back.”
The subway arrived at Gangnam Station.
We followed the crowd toward the stadium.
The massive stadium building unfolded before us. A large screen was installed on the outer wall, already playing a spectacular video announcing the opening ceremony.
Hundreds of people were lined up at the entrance.
“Participant registration is over there.”
We followed the signs to the participant-only entrance.
Disaster Management Bureau employees in black suits were checking IDs at the entrance.
“Are you a participant?”
“Yes.”
“Please show me your ID and your participation confirmation.”
I showed him the confirmation email I had received on my smartphone.
The employee checked it on his tablet and nodded.
“You may enter this way to the waiting room. Is your companion your contract god?”
“Yes.”
“Contract gods must move to the viewing area reserved for gods during the tournament. An attendant inside will explain the details.”
“Thank you.”
Verdandi and I went inside.
As we walked down the corridor, another attendant soon appeared.
“Are you a participant? Could you please show me your QR code? I need to register your participant number.”
I took out my smartphone and showed her the QR code from the confirmation email.
The attendant scanned it with her tablet and nodded.
“Jin Seo-yun-nim, your participant number is 30. Please attach this number tag to your chest.”
I took the tag she handed me and attached it to the chest of my jacket.
The number ‘30’ was written in white on a black background.
“And your companion is…”
The attendant looked at Verdandi and paused for a moment, captivated by her beauty.
“You must be the contract god. If you’ll come this way, I will guide you to the separate viewing area for the gods.”
Verdandi glanced at me. I knew from the original story that the other gods wouldn’t be able to attack her, but I still felt uneasy.
I squeezed her hand lightly and said, “It’s okay. I’ll finish this quickly, and we can go get something delicious to eat.”
“Okay. You be careful too, Seo-yun-nim.”
The attendant led Verdandi down another corridor. I watched until her back disappeared from view, then made my way to the participant waiting room.