Chapter 127
Chapter 127
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: A Direct Conversation with the Saintess
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Saintess Erin, who had heard the voice of God, spoke in a trembling voice.
"Ah…… Aah……!!"
As if her emotions were overflowing, she clutched the Holy Scripture containing God's words tightly to her Divine Power Pouch—
Then she knelt down, carefully placed the Holy Scripture before her, clasped her hands together, and offered a prayer.
"Lord Igugwoden……! At last, at last…… You've finally come to me directly, without going through a Proxy……!"
[ Yeah, something like that? ]
"Aaah……!! O God—"
—Lord Igugwoden!!!
Tears welled up in the eyes of the lamb who had first encountered God.
Her chest felt so full it was as if her heart might burst out at any moment.
Erin was the Saintess.
The one and only woman 'chosen by God,' the sole being who could hear God's voice and commune with Him.
Ever since she had conceived God's providence, Erin could sense Igugwoden's presence. She knew what He desired and how the plain facts were bestowed.
However— hearing God's voice was only conceptual. She could grasp the direction of His will, but not the 'tone' of His voice.
Erin knew that Igugwoden was male.
When He had granted her selfish wish to take a bath, He had made sure she never forgot that she was a woman.
From that moment, she had become aware of Igugwoden as a definite, tangible entity.
Yet, ironically—
God had never once shown His true form to Erin.
Whenever He delivered messages, it was always through a Proxy, even if He directly filled her belly to the brim with plain facts—He had never revealed the figure hidden behind that veil.
In truth, that was fine. History proved that God did not casually reveal His form to His creations.
Even receiving messages indirectly was enough.
The Saintess was the chosen one who had to serve God above all else in any situation. She could not dare demand that He show His face first.
—Not until Eirene claimed to have seen God's face.
"I…… I."
Was it because her emotions were surging?
Tears began to flow from Erin's eyes.
"I…… have been waiting only for this moment."
"Ever since I learned of Lord Igugwoden's existence, ever since You told me not to forget that I'm a woman, I've been waiting and waiting. For the day I'd hear Lord Igugwoden's voice…… for the day You'd come to me directly……!!"
Erin could pray to God.
Of course, anyone faithful could pray. Religion was the act of bowing one's head to a great, abstract existence and seeking the blessings of life.
Even so, the Saintess's prayers were different.
She was the only one who could convey her own will directly to God. As such, she could make requests whenever she wished.
She had hidden deep in her heart the earnest desire: Please, just as You permitted it for Lady Eirene, show me Lord Igugwoden's form too—
It was greed. In a situation where she already asked much of God, desiring that as well was not fitting for a Saintess who must affirm Him in all things.
Instead, she chose to wait.
Just as with Lady Eirene, she believed the day would come when He would show her His holy voice and visage, so she carried out His words and waited, and waited.
Even if.
Even if His form did not appear, just being able to speak to Him like this—
"So…… I'm truly happy. That Lord Igugwoden came to me first…… really…… sob."
With that, Erin burst into tears like a child.
She thought it was fine…… but in truth, it wasn't.
The girlish heart beneath the Saintess's armor had not been fine at all—
[ Sorry, Erin. For taking so long to come. ]
—God.
[ Still, the one I've watched the longest isn't anyone else—it's you. ]
[ This direct way of speaking, without any indirect methods…… Erin, you're the first. ]
The man who had made her aware of her womanhood now sincerely soothed the hurt feelings of the wounded woman.
Erin couldn't even respond; she just hugged the Holy Scripture and sobbed loudly.
How many minutes passed?
"……Sniff."
[ Feeling better now? ]
"S-Sorry, Lord Igugwoden. I was just so, so happy…… that's why."
[ Don't worry about it. Even I'd be shocked silly. The being who only watched from above is suddenly talking to you, right? ]
"Watched from above…… No, Lord Igugwoden. You've always been up there, loving us steadfastly. And not just anyone—I'm the one who knows that best……."
Erin wiped her tears with her sleeve and smiled like starlight.
Was it her imagination?
The reply from God seemed to come a little later.
[ Ahem…… Anyway, thanks for carrying out all my requests until now. You've worked so hard. ]
"What are You saying, Lord Igugwoden? It was only natural. As the Saintess, I just did what I had to—"
[ That's not true. ]
"Lord Igugwoden……?"
[ As God, I can see how many humans fail to do what they must. Well…… it's not something only a god would know, I guess. ]
[ What I mean is, everything you did wasn't just 'natural.' ]
[ Thank you for conveying My will and making so many people happy in My stead, Erin. Without you, I couldn't have done anything. ]
"D-Don't say that…… I, I'll…… start tearing up again."
[ Don't cry. I became a god just so I wouldn't have to see you cry—what am I supposed to do if you keep crying? ]
"Yes……?"
Erin's eyes sparkled like a lake reflecting moonlight at God's words.
"Is…… that true……?"
[ Why would I lie to you? ]
"Ah……."
Erin, who had been gazing at the sky, suddenly bowed her head deeply.
Her face flushed red like a beet.
"Th-Thank you…… so much……."
And then, another pause of waiting—
[……Do you remember? When we first met. ]
For some reason, God's voice seemed to change the subject, and Erin lifted her head again, her eyes shining.
"Of course! I remember! I remember everything……!"
Erin chattered away happily, conversing with God.
That sight was certainly distant from the relationship between the Saintess and the Sole God.
They seemed incredibly close. More than friends…… a subtle distance like that.
What was certain was that the more she conversed with God, the more the tension in Erin's heart turned to a sense of peace.
'It's warm…….'
Was it because He was God, or because He was Lord Igugwoden?
Just talking filled her heart with complete happiness.
She could stay forever in this ideal world with only God and herself.
God and the Saintess spent a long time sharing stories known only to them.
And just as Erin now vividly felt God's presence.
Igugwoden—
* * *
'Haa…….'
What should I do?
This is way more fun than I thought……?
I've never felt a comic character this vividly before??
'Good thing I swallowed my pride and asked for it…….'
Erin and Eirene.
Of the two characters now indispensable in my life, the one I chose to meet first was Saintess Erin, who had been with me from the very beginning.
Sure, I liked Eirene a lot.
My phone wallpaper was Eirene, most of the rewatch scenes featured Eirene, and strictly speaking, the character I thought of most when falling asleep alone was Eirene.
But— the one through whom I discovered this comic.
The one who always strives to spread My will.
The being who connected me to this world— My first girlfriend has to be the Saintess Erin, right?
If this were a web novel instead of a webtoon, she'd be the one front and center on the cover.
So naturally, I thought meeting Erin first made sense, and I still had no regrets about that decision.
Right. Can't leave this out either.
The 'real-time conversation' was proceeding just as I expected: the author, who'd received 1,000 won, sending one panel at a time.
When I sent my lines, about 20 minutes later, a link to the 'reply panel' would pop up in the chat.
Considering the time, it was hard to believe they weren't pre-drawn—the quality was incredibly high.
Even though.
Even though it took 20 minutes per exchange, which didn't feel like real-time communication at all—
'……This is fun.'
It really felt like talking to Erin, and it was enjoyable.
Maybe— Erin actually exists.
Maybe that place is another world, and I've become its god— I even had that foolish illusion.
It must be because the author understands the character Erin so deeply.
Of course, comic characters can't exist in reality.
'Writer-chan…… you're terrifying……!'
At that moment.
[ GimmeMoney : Lord Igugwoden ]
[ GimmeMoney : I'm terribly sorry, but it seems we need to wrap up the conversation soon ]
[ GimmeMoney : Coordinating the spacetime between the divine realm and our world is more difficult than expected... Truly sorry ]
They seemed tired of providing the panels.
Yeah. It'd be too much to keep begging for more conversation.
I'll end it appropriately and do it again next time.
After all— it's not just for today.
[ Igugwoden : OK OK ]
[ Igugwoden : Guess I should say goodbye to Erin-chan ]
[ GimmeMoney : Thank you ]
[ GimmeMoney : And sorry once again ]
[ Igugwoden : No no no, it's fine lol Let's see ]
[ Igugwoden : This time, here's what to say ]
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[ Erin. I want to talk more, but I should get going. ]
"Ah……! R-Right! Lord Igugwoden is the Sole God…… so You must be incredibly busy!"
[ Sorry. I wanted to praise you more for working so hard... ]
"No."
Erin shook her head vigorously and smiled.
"I'm grateful just that You came to me and spent this time, even if briefly."
[ I'll definitely come again when there's a chance. Anything you want to say last? ]
"Last…… Ah! Yes! Lord Igugwoden! I…… I still remember that too!"
[ What? ]
"You said it, Lord Igugwoden! The moment I became the Saintess……!"
The moment she could never forget.
The moment He saved her from near-execution and made her a Saintess, repaying a divine love beyond measure.
That overwhelming 'love' that filled her belly, flipping every switch in her as a woman with that one line—
—Erin Boobs Super Big!
Erin thrust forward her chest, barely covered by the taut negligee stretched to its limits—
And blinking her eyes like the Milky Way in the blue sky…… she conveyed 'those words' to God once more, full of proud joy.
"You said, 'Erin Boobs Super Big'!"
"That means You were praising my Divine Power Pouch for being big, right? Hehe…… I remember! I haven't forgotten a single moment!!!"