Chapter 133
Chapter 133
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 133
Chapter Title: Eirene's Valentine Offering
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Eirene, gazing upward with her face fully flushed, could tell.
Right now—it didn't feel like the god had come to converse with her or anything like that.
But even so—
The Lord watches over us always.
If that's a custom in Your world—I want to adapt to Your world.
I wanted to eagerly mold myself to fit Your gaze——
Eirene's pure devotion transcended even the barriers between human and god.
It was the ultimate, selfless love of a woman fully ripened after 36 years, having met her first man, now unable to be satisfied by anything else.
The only thought filling Eirene's mind now was her boundless love for Lord Igugwoden.
Most people, including Erin, always regarded the god as sacred.
It was inevitable. The god—Lord Igugwoden—is our one and only sovereign, a being on a plane far beyond us creations, benevolently watching over us.
The more one studied theology, the clearer it became that no matter what one did, they could never presume to do anything for Him.
Yet, in a truly ironic twist—
Eirene had faced the god—and His visage—before ever learning theology.
Because she had forged a connection to the divine deeper than any mortal could climb step by step—
Even as a human, she could dare to love a god.
She could truly believe she might bear His child.
'......'
Eirene slowly adjusted her clothing.
Just a little more... if she pulled her clothes down a bit further, the light negligee would surely slip off her ample bosom like a feather, flowing smoothly onto the bedcovers.
If she did that, she could reveal her body in its natural, newborn state to the god.
Her most intimate self, never shown to anyone else—visible only to Him, forever.
Even so—
She wouldn't do it.
She must reserve the sight of herself on this bed—not now, but for when the Lord manifested in this world.
For that day that would surely come someday... Eirene carefully swallowed the surging desire in her heart.
Instead...
"......Ahh."
She stuck out her tongue as far as possible—the tongue that uttered the words of the absolute sovereign above all humanity—
And placed the slightly melted chocolate, warmed by the heat between her breasts, right on top.
Then, she rolled it around in her mouth.
It was sweet.
Filled to the brim with plain facts, yet infused with the soft, sweet taste of the god's love.
Even so...
'I... know.'
Eirene cautiously melted and savored the chocolate in her mouth... then lightly licked her lips with her tongue.
And then, carefully gazing back at the sky—at Lord Igugwoden once more.
'I know that You, Lord Igugwoden, are far sweeter than any chocolate...!'
Though she couldn't convey it directly...
Because she wished to follow Your will as delivered through Reina.
Because Eirene wished to become Your one and only ripened woman.
To share a citadel (Ainsberg) with You, share a citadel (Igugwoden Citadel) with You... and share her body with You.
'So... next time we meet, You have to share something even sweeter... with me too...'
She carefully moved her moist, soft lips.
"Happy Valentine, Lord Igugwoden...♥"
* * *
"Hah...!"
I fixed my trembling gaze on the final scene.
Hah...
Haaah...
Haaaaah...
My mouth tingled.
I swallowed my heart, which felt like it would burst out.
To calm my racing excitement, I stood up and sat back down in my chair repeatedly for no reason—
Then, unable to hold back any longer, I shouted out the one image burning in my mind.
"——Puaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Shiiit—fuuuuck!
She's so ripeeeeee!!!!!!!
Completely sunk by Eirene's ripened ambush attack, I leaned back fully in my chair, steadying my pounding heart as I sorted through the situation.
After giving Writer-chan a break.
To combat the extreme boredom, I'd nearly made the wrong choice of "returning to the game," but I overcame it and spent the day rewatching old comics.
It was just one day without my daily comics... but it felt utterly empty.
Exactly one day. 24 hours. Not that long, honestly?
Others might laugh, but it felt like something massively important had vanished from my life.
Like the colors of life had drained away?
Thrown onto a black concrete road, stripped of its vibrant spectrum—that's how it felt.
Yeah. Like my old self, back when even gaming couldn't fill the void...
But then.
Right upon return, suddenly like this.
As if to make up for our missed chat last time with Eirene.
Hitting Valentine's Day perfectly, they pulled this chapter????
No joke, the volume was insane.
It was easily 2-3 chapters' worth, not the usual one.
Half was the Wood Magic Tower bustling to produce chocolate... the other half was Eirene's solo show.
Huge panels, meticulously detailed shots of Eirene... in various poses across multiple cuts.
From the chocolate nestled in her cleavage, to the solo negligee scene teetering on the edge of disaster if it slipped further.
And... that beautiful, selfless love movement devoted purely to me.
This sensation, like the fragrant aroma of wine tickling my nose...!
Writer-chan.
I'm gonna choke.
Stuffing myself like this is gonna make me choke!!
[ Igugwoden: Shiiiiiit thiiis!! Gwo!! Gwo!! Den!!!! ]
[ Igugwoden: Fuuuuck so damn good lolololololololololol ]
[ Igugwoden: Caaaan't stooop ㄹㅇ!!! Writer!!! Valentine special is god-tier ]
[ Igugwoden: Good work drawing it!! ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Thanks to Lord Igugwoden's consideration, I could observe in even better condition. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Same with Miss Reina—your love via 'subscription' keeps the plain facts flowing, letting me grasp customs from the divine realm. Truly fortunate. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I didn't intend for Miss Eirene to take the lead like that... but this must be Lord Igugwoden's grace too. ]
For a moment, I wondered what that meant—
'Ah. She added her own setting, figuring out it's Valentine's Day somehow.'
The writer was a madman who didn't even know what chicken was.
If she had a mischievous streak, she might've questioned, 'How'd you know about Valentine chocolate without knowing chicken?'
Of course, I had no intention of asking—but maybe the writer had prepared her own 'defense logic.'
Anyway—
'I was hoping to chat with Eirene today.'
Not to brag, but I'm pretty perceptive.
Pumping out this much Eirene content deliberately? That role-play scenario must've been quite the burden for the writer.
Makes sense—drawing scenes of that quality on the fly is tough, and fully immersing as a character to respond isn't easy.
Erin and Eirene were both ultimately the writer, so scripting dialogue must've been tricky too.
After all this, no need to push for a chat right now.
There'd surely be another chance to talk with her later.
[ Igugwoden: Thx for the massive volume right on return ]
[ Igugwoden: Not a hint to rest? Feels like you prepped two days' worth ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Not at all. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: As one who must earn Lord Igugwoden's favor through observation, even a single day off is fatal. ]
[ Please Give Me Money: I was actually worried since there were events Lord Igugwoden missed. ]
Missed scenes, huh...
The chocolate-making felt rushed—maybe that's what she meant by 'unobserved,' her own setting.
Or some backstory reveal later? But whatever—
'I lose, for real.'
I'm just a mortal who can't keep up with the writer in overimmersion territory.
My recent absurd delusion that this world might be real? Probably from witnessing the writer's insane immersion up close.
[ Igugwoden: lololol got it ]
[ Igugwoden: Anyway chocolate special was fire!!!!! Keep it like this forever ]
[ Igugwoden: Oh right, did Writer-chan get any chocolate? ]
[ Please Give Me Money: Pardon? I can't interfere in the divine realm, so... ]
Couldn't get any, huh.
Makes sense—drawing comics all day leaves no time for girls to give chocolate.
Feeling a strange kinship, I said:
[ Igugwoden: lololol me neither ㄱㅊㄱㅊ ]
[ Igugwoden: Wait, I did from Eirene lolol ㄹㅇ! ㅋㅋ;;; ]
[ Please Give Me Money: 'ㄹㅇ' seems to mean 'for real.' ]
[ Please Give Me Money: You did nothing wrong, so no need to apologize. ]
[ Igugwoden: ㅇㅋㅇㅋ~~ Anyway have a good day ]
After wrapping up the chat, I checked my phone to find a weird text.
'?'
[♚♚Valentine Event In Progress!!♚♚Return for $$☜☜+20Enchant Guarantee※ ♜Limited Pet♜3 Months Free￥ Text Confirmed §§Super Real Chocolate§§Free Get Chance@@@ xweq.kl.lr]
Turned out... No Future trying to lure me back to the game.
Good thing not yesterday—might've bitten without comics.
[Limited pet bullshit lololol I got perma rabbit OP opens void gates like nothing]
[Uh]
[Yo!!!!! You alive?]
[Yeah]
[Perma rabbit?? You playing another game??]
[Told you no game; busy with comics]
Sent a pic of Rabbit Lord, said I bought the comic pet with money.
[ㅡㅡYou madman spending on formless comics now]
[Sicko? Your games are just as formless lololol]
[No words...]
[Anyway click the link at the end]
'Huh?'
Clicked the top message link—
And surprisingly, a chocolate gift icon appeared.
Not expensive—convenience store kind, like 3,000 won.
[Wtf???]
[Dunno, got it from some survey??]
[Only gonna get one so just take it]
[Wtf you doing fake chocolate handoff ㅡㅡ]
[Giving it my ass you psycho]
[Who asked?? Think I'd be happy getting chocolate from a dude]
[ㅗㅗㅗㅗ]
'Jeez.'
Wanted to curse more—
But even fake, a gift icon ain't bad.
Plus, from our chats, this friend seems like a total hikikomori who never goes out.
Everyone's got their circumstances—I didn't pry... but hey, no harm taking it.
[Anyway thx gonna eat well]
[And I'm not returning so no more spam texts fr]
[Ha... this guy's persistent. About time to wanna play again]
[Bet once comics bore him he'll boot up the game]
Oof.
This guy, even as an online buddy with our history, knows me pretty well.
Anyway... maybe hit the convenience store.
I slowly stood and stepped out.
* * *
—And at that moment.
'......Haa.'
A young woman harboring feelings for someone, face buried in her pillow—
'I'm not a guy... idiot......'
—was berating herself once more for failing to reveal her gender.
Should've just been honest.
Screw that damn survey—say I bought it 'cause I wanted to give it to you.
We always gamed together every Valentine, but now no more.
You're different from me—lots of friends, kind, handsome... you could forget someone like me quick.
But what's this?
Planned the whole thing: Start with 'lol I'm a girl lol TS curse lol' joke when you said 'dudes don't give chocolate,' banter into naturally revealing my real gender.
All for nothing.
Idiot, stupid moron...
'An Mi-rae, you idiot moron bitch...!!!!'
「An Mi-rae = NO Future = No Future」
Unfortunately, her resolve was as pathetic as her nicknaming sense.
* * *
After the chocolate arrived.
Elves and humans of the New Continent were eagerly sharing the boxful.
Eirene couldn't eat it all alone, so this was only natural.
"This tastes a bit like ratshit...?"
"Nah, talk sense. Ratshit's gross and tastes like crap. This is smooth."
"Really??"
Barring a few humans saying 'tastes like ratshit,' the chocolate earned rave reviews from both elves and humans.
Elves remarked each bite felt 'different in taste and form, but akin to drinking cola.'
Unlike humans constantly steeped in 'plain facts' across the continent, the elves—new to plain facts via cola—reacted more sensitively.
And around the same time—
"......Huh?"
—the elves all noticed the pivotal '
change
' that had come to the continent.