Chapter 664: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18] (10)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 664: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18] (10)
After the massage was over, I secretly hoped for something more, but in the end, nothing happened.
What a shame…
Being properly stimulated by a beautiful woman's touch for the first time in a while was making it harder and harder to hold back. I even considered just having sex with her, but…
I can't break my vow.
It seemed like if I held out this long, the explosion of pleasure later would be even greater.
Just then, my smartphone rang. It was Danya.
I answered the phone, my voice laced with annoyance.
“What is it…”
[Oh? Dropping the formalities now, are we?]
“I’m going through hell because of you. Did you really expect me to be polite?”
[Are you mad? Sorry, sorry~ But thanks to me, Verdandi’s divinity has gone up, right? You two are total celebrities now~]
“Fuck off. You’re making my life difficult in so many ways.”
Somehow, word had gotten out that I was staying at this hotel, and now reporters and all sorts of people were camped out front. My relationship with Verdandi was also being sensationalized in the news with all kinds of provocative rumors.
[Ah, that? Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.]
“…If you’re going to take care of it, do it quickly.”
[First, meet me. There’s something I need to talk to you about.]
“About what?”
[The sword you asked me to fix. And… I have a proposal for you.]
“You said you were busy with your schedule. I guess you finally have some time?”
[Ah, I canceled all of it.]
“Where should I go?”
[Come to my workshop. I’ll text you the address.]
Danya finished speaking and hung up without waiting for a reply.
Ding—
A text arrived immediately.
[Address: B3, ㅇㅇ Building, ㅇㅇ-dong, Gangnam-gu, Seoul]
I left a message for Verdandi, telling her I was stepping out for a bit. She had gone out earlier, saying she wanted to look around the hotel by herself for a while.
I had to find a way to avoid the crowd gathered in front of the hotel.
I can just go out the window and use my Lightness Skill.
I opened the window and felt the cold wind on my face. Looking down, I could still see people holding placards and shouting.
“Pathetic fools…”
I easily climbed out the window and onto the hotel roof. From there, I leaped to the roof of the adjacent building and continued across the rooftops, heading for the address Danya had given me.
*
In the heart of Gangnam, on the third basement level of a luxury building.
When the elevator doors opened, a massive steel door appeared before me.
[Danya’s Workshop - Authorized Personnel Only]
A fingerprint scanner was installed next to the door.
Is there no doorbell?
The moment I thought about calling her, the steel door slid open on its own.
I stepped inside.
The workshop was much larger than I had expected, with a high ceiling. The walls were lined with all kinds of weapons and armor, and a furnace blazed in the center. Blacksmithing tools and workbenches of various sizes were scattered about chaotically.
And there, in front of the furnace, was Danya.
She was hammering something with a mallet.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew as Danya focused intently on her work, never looking away. Finally, she set the hammer down.
“Phew, done! It’s finished!”
She lifted a glowing object with a pair of tongs. It was a dagger that emitted a pure white light.
“Hmm, it came out quite nicely.”
Danya smiled in satisfaction and plunged the dagger into a trough of water.
Sizzzzzle—
A cloud of hot steam erupted.
“Alright, now it’s your turn.”
Danya looked at me and gestured with her hand.
“The sword, the materials, the Life Stone you got from Freya, and the Spirit Powder. Hand them over.”
I opened my inventory and took out Bi-yeon, which was wrapped in a Demon-Sealing Cloth, along with the other materials I had prepared.
Danya carefully took Bi-yeon and unwrapped the cloth. The blade, covered in cracks, was revealed.
“It should take about two weeks.”
“Last time you said it would take months.”
“That was because I was busy. I’ve cleared my schedule now.”
That was a relief. I felt a sense of ease knowing I would have Bi-yeon back in two weeks.
Danya stared at me intently.
“On the condition that I finish it within two weeks, I want this chunk of metal.”
“A chunk of Meteorite Iron?”
“So that’s what you call it. Anyway, this is the repair fee.”
“Wait, a repair fee, not your price?”
“Don’t like it? Then forget it. Besides, you probably can’t ask any other god for help. That bitch in Japan or any of the others would just try to steal your materials and your sword.”
“How can you be so sure? And what guarantee do I have that you won’t do the same?”
“I’ll swear it on my name.”
Danya looked me straight in the eyes, her expression serious.
A god does not swear on their name lightly. As such, an oath sworn on a god’s name could be trusted.
“If that’s the case… I can believe you.”
“Right? For the record, I haven’t decided on my price yet. I’ll collect it after the repairs are done.”
“That makes me nervous…”
“If you’re nervous, then don’t do it.”
I looked at Danya for a moment, then smirked.
Her type is usually the most reliable when it comes to deals…
“Fine. And what was that proposal you mentioned on the phone?”
Danya’s lips curled into a slight smile.
“It’s simple.”
She pointed a finger at me.
“You’re going to be my exclusive model.”
“…What?”
“A promotional model for the weapons I make.”
“So suddenly? I thought you were just an idol.”
“…That’s not all I am. My true nature is that of a blacksmith. There’s a limit to the divinity I can gain from being an idol… And compared to that bastard Hephaestus, his reputation as a blacksmith is far greater, so there’s no competition…”
She continued, a sad look on her face.
“As you know, Korean-made weapons aren’t well-regarded overseas, right? So, you’re going to have to actually use the weapons I make to raise my profile a bit.”
“What’s in it for me?”
“I’ll give you a discount on the price I’ll charge you later.”
“Yeah, no. Who do you take me for, a sucker? You think I’ll agree to such a vague offer?”
“Aww~ Oppa♡ Can’t you just do it for me~? I’ll back you up from behind the scenes. Huh? Then the other gods won’t be able to touch you or Verdandi, at least not in Korea.”
“Who are you calling Oppa, you old hag.”
“What did you say, you bastard?! If we’re talking about age, Verdandi is way more of an old hag than I am! And have you ever seen such a delicate and pretty old hag?!”
In an instant, Danya raised her tongs, and an immense energy gathered around them.
“Hey! Put that down. I misspoke! I think I’ll actually die if you hit me with that!”
“Take back what you said about me being an old hag!”
“I take it back…! I take it back!”
I quickly raised both hands in surrender, but Danya swung the tongs anyway.
“Too late! You’ve already wounded my delicate heart!!!”
“Are you a crazy bitch?!”
*
Ten minutes later, I was sitting on the sofa in her office, sipping coffee.
Danya was still glaring at me, fuming.
“I’m still pissed.”
“I said I’m sorry.”
“If you’re sorry, then do it for free—”
“Get lost.”
“Tsk, didn’t work.”
Danya crossed her legs and shot me a sullen look. Through the gap in her skirt, her panties were just barely visible.
“Heeey~ Are you interested, by any chance?”
Noticing my gaze, she lightly pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingers and gave me a meaningful look.
“Ahem, not interested.”
“I don’t think so. You look very interested~”
“If I say I am, are you going to let me fuck you?”
“Hey, I was just kidding. Saying it so seriously is kind of disgusting.”
“Whatever. Stop with the nonsense and let’s finish our conversation.”
Danya’s expression turned serious, and she nodded.
“First, if you become my exclusive model, I will guarantee your safety in Korea. I’ll provide whatever support you need without holding back, and I’ll pay you a monthly modeling fee of 5 billion won.”
“For just that?”
“Ha, you’re greedy. Fine. Then I’ll also cut the price I’ll charge you later in half. Deal?”
“And you have to grant me one more favor on top of that.”
“Hey, aren’t you getting a little too greedy? This is already a really good deal for you!”
“It’s not difficult. I want you to use the Meteorite Iron to make some additional weapons and equipment for me.”
“Huh? You have more of it?”
“Yes.”
Unlike before, Danya was showing me a great deal of favor now. An opportunity to have a god craft a full set of equipment wouldn’t come again. It was best to secure it now.
I took out all the remaining Meteorite Iron and presented it to her.
“G-Good heavens… Just how many treasures do you have stashed away in there…?!”
Seeing Danya’s shocked expression, I spoke calmly.
“You can use twenty percent of it as you please. In return, make all the weapons and armor I want.”
“…Twenty percent?”
Danya closed her eyes and fell into thought for a moment. Juggling her idol activities and blacksmithing work wouldn’t be easy, even if she had cleared her schedule.
But soon, a grin spread across her face, and she nodded.
“Okay! We have a deal~”
Danya stood up and extended her hand to me. I took it.
“I look forward to working with you, Master Blacksmith.”
“Likewise, Mr. Model. As long as you promote the weapons well, neither of us will lose out.”
“So, when will I get the weapon?”
“Wait for it. I’ll craft you a magnificent one from the Meteorite Iron. I’ll have the repairs and a new sword ready for you before the main competition.”
I nodded. Danya reached into the air and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.
“Then, let’s draw up the contract.”
On the parchment spread across the table, Danya carefully began to write.
[Contract]
Parties to the Contract: Danya & Jin Seo-yun
Terms of the Contract:
1. Danya will perfectly repair Jin Seo-yun's sword.
2. Before the main competition, Danya will forge one new exclusive weapon for Jin Seo-yun using Meteorite Iron.
3. Danya may freely use 20% of the remaining Meteorite Iron. The rest will be used to craft weapons/armor as requested by Jin Seo-yun.
4. Jin Seo-yun will act as the official model for the weapons Danya creates. (This includes official promotional photoshoots, participation in competitions, and cooperation in advertising interviews as needed.)
5. Danya will be responsible for the safety of Jin Seo-yun and Verdandi within Korea.
6. Compensation not specified in this contract will be decided later through mutual agreement. (However, in the event of non-compliance, both parties will accept the penalty for breach of contract.)
“Alright, now give me a cool signature.”
I looked down at the parchment, picked up the pen, and wrote my name. As soon as the contract was signed, the parchment glowed with a golden light and duplicated itself.
One copy flew to Danya, and the other to me.
“Great! The contract is complete.”
Danya smiled, satisfied.
“Oh, and by the way, Freya’s fans will be taken care of by the time you get back.”
I nodded and stood up.
“Then I’ll be going.”
“See you!”
*
In a villa on a remote European island, Freya scowled as she scrolled through news articles one by one.
With every swipe of her fingertip across the tablet screen, the frown on her brow deepened.
“My reputation and dignity, built up over so long…!”
Her body trembled with rage as she vividly recalled the events that had transpired in the hall that day.
To be slapped for the first time as a goddess, and by a human no less, in front of so many other gods and their contractors—the humiliation made her shudder.
Freya’s hand unconsciously drifted to the cheek that had been struck. One by one, the insulting words that man had hurled at her came to mind.
“He… he called me… a slut…? B-But I’ve never even done it once… How dare he insult me…?!”
Freya’s hands trembled with anger and indignation. The truth was, she had wanted to try it, but somehow, she’d never even had the chance. The fact that she was the only virgin among the goddesses of love wounded her pride even more.
This is all the Norn Sisters’ fault…
Long ago, because of a prophecy that she must maintain her virginity for 500 years, she had preserved her purity for a period far exceeding that.
What was truly unfair was that despite preserving her virginity for so long, the male gods, having witnessed the conduct of Aphrodite and various other goddesses, looked down on her as well.
“And he called me… what? A slut? A whore?!”
Being compared to Aphrodite was what enraged her the most. The very idea of being put on the same level as that whore who sold her body to countless men was unbearable.
Grit… As if it wasn’t annoying enough that humans worship me and Aphrodite as some kind of sex gods…
Moreover, Freya knew all too well where those rumors had started.
It was Aphrodite, who was always being compared to her and putting her down. Pride had kept Freya from revealing the truth about her virginity. It was simply more convenient for controlling gods and humans to maintain that image, and so she had gradually grown accustomed to the role.
…Next time, I won’t let him get away with it.
She unconsciously stroked the cheek that had been slapped. Strangely, whenever she recalled that day, her heart would beat far too quickly.
T-This is because of my anger…!
The tablet in her hand shattered. Dozens of broken tablets already littered the floor around her.
Freya summoned another tablet from her subspace and scanned the articles.
“Hm…?”
A new article had been posted.
[Jin Seo-yun Signs a Contract with Korea’s Top Idol, the Goddess Danya!]
“What?!”
Freya was shocked. The news that he had rejected her offer only to sign with that good-for-nothing blacksmith bitch was astounding.
She hurriedly clicked on the article and scanned its contents. To her disappointment, it was just a modeling contract, and she scowled.
“What the… It’s just a modeling contract.”
As she skimmed through the article, a single photograph caught her eye. It was Jin Seo-yun, holding a sword with a blank expression. He was neatly dressed, exuding a somewhat cold aura.
“He… he is handsome… Gasp! What am I thinking…?!”
Freya felt her face flush against her will. Flustered, she quickly moved on to the next article.
[Freya: Is She Really a Slut?]
“…These bastards who write headlines like this… should I just kill them all?”
