Chapter 73
Chapter 73
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 73
Chapter Title: Eirene's Sweet Dream
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"Hmm……."
Eirene rose and stretched.
Her overwhelmingly massive imperial bosom asserted its presence so intensely that even a slight forward thrust of her chest threatened to rip her negligee apart.
Just as she thought she’d spend another ordinary day as empress—
'……Huh?'
Something was off about the scenery around her.
She was definitely on a bed, but…… the location wasn’t inside the empress’s bedchamber.
A blue meadow stretched out, dotted with a few trees, a lake, and above, a clear blue sky with drifting clouds……
'……What is this?'
A few days ago, she’d experienced something similar.
For some reason, she’d encountered Lord Igugwoden in the form of a boy in an unfamiliar space.
Even as a boy, Lord Igugwoden had been so righteous and dashing that he felt like the embodiment of a 'Plain Fact,' flipping the switch in her as a woman—her lower belly still vividly remembered the dream even days later.
The amazing part was how Eirene had recognized him at a glance as Lord Igugwoden.
Though smaller in stature, his sturdy shoulders that felt distinctly male, different from hers, and those clear black eyes promising protection were spot-on replicas.
Right. Just like the boy lying next to her right now.
……Huh?
'Ah?'
She bolted upright!
Eirene leaped out of bed in shock.
'Wh-what-what-what…… What is this……?!'
Her face flushing red to her ears, she double-checked the boy sleeping soundly on the bed.
No matter how many times she looked, it was unmistakably boy Lord Igugwoden?
What…… What on earth was going on?
Before Eirene could even grasp the situation—
"Hmm……."
'L-Lord Igugwoden?!"
The boy who appeared to be Lord Igugwoden cautiously rubbed his eyes and sat up.
To Eirene, frozen in place and speechless—
"……Oh. Lady Eirene. Sleep well?"
"……!!"
It was clearly a boy’s voice.
But for some reason, it reminded her of conversing with Igeon, the fragment of the god she’d met once—
Unknowingly, Eirene addressed the boy with honorifics.
"L-Lord Igugwoden?"
"You recognized me. I’m glad. How have you been?"
At boy Lord Igugwoden’s words, Eirene’s expression visibly brightened.
"Of course……!! Ever since I realized Lord Igugwoden’s Plain Fact, I’ve been living happily every day……! It’s all thanks to you!"
"No. It’s only natural that you receive the love of the god, having ripened so well, Lady Eirene."
Ripened well!
To hear 'ripened well' from the mouth of the god himself again!
Compared to all her previous dreams featuring Lord Igugwoden, the sensations in this one were so vivid that tears welled up in Eirene’s eyes.
Even if this was all just a midnight dream…… she never wanted to wake up.
"More importantly, now that I’m in this form…… could you soothe me, Lady Eirene?"
"Soothing means……?"
"You’ll see if you look above."
" Ah……!"
On Lord Igugwoden’s pillow lay the rattle she’d shaken for the Demon King.
Spotting it made her finally notice she was wearing an apron.
"Please. I’m looking forward to your ripened form."
Thump, thump.
'Lord Igugwoden is expecting my ripened self……!'
—He’s been watching my hard efforts……!!!
Above all, she was overjoyed that her heartfelt prayer had reached the god.
Unlike the Saintess, the sole being who could communicate with the god, he had looked upon her, unchosen—
Clutching her bursting chest, Eirene carefully picked up the rattle.
Then, kneeling demurely on the bed…… she patted her explosively thick thighs.
"Pl-please, Lord Igugwoden…… lie here."
Boy Lord Igugwoden silently shifted and lay with his head on her lap as a pillow.
Zing!
The moment his head touched…… something distinctly flowed through her entire body.
Eirene carefully held the rattle and, just like she’d done for the Demon King—
No. Infusing it with far stickier desire than for the Demon King—
"Come on…… Lord Igugwoden, good boy…… You can act as spoiled as you want with Eirene……♥"
She shook it with a jingle-jingle sound…… and began soothing the god like a baby.
Boy Lord Igugwoden rubbed his face against Eirene’s lap, silently acting spoiled toward her.
She, in turn, diligently shook the rattle to make jingle-jingle sounds while gently stroking his hair.
"Lord Igugwoden…… I’m always so grateful. Even though no one acknowledges it, I think you’re so cool for doing what’s right for everyone. I’m always thankful for your sky-high heart that extends love even to unbelievers and even the demons. I know it’s all thanks to you that demons and humans could reconcile."
Jingle-jingle—
"It’s okay if no one acknowledges it. Even if the moment comes when no one knows what you’ve done, I—I, Eirene—will never forget. How kind you are, how gentle and caring you are to us all, and what you did for us—I’ll never, ever forget."
Jingle-jingle-jingle—
"Lord Igugwoden, I really, really love you. My god, my one and only master…… Thank you so, so much for granting me the Plain Fact. I, Eirene, will engrave your love in my body and soul for life. Until my entire being is dyed in your colors…… I’ll keep studying your truth. Thank you……."
Boy Lord Igugwoden, entrusting his body to Eirene’s 'pat-pat,' acted spoiled like a purring cat with a blissful expression—
Then, cautiously opening his eyes, he said,
"Just a little longer. Please wait, Lady Eirene."
"……Yes?"
"If you wait just a bit more—"
The moment boy Lord Igugwoden tried to say something, Eirene’s world went dark—
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"……!!"
She jolted awake—finding herself sitting up in bed.
Eirene looked in the mirror.
Her negligee-clad self stared back with a dazed expression.
This was the empress’s bedchamber. Realizing that, she quickly pieced it together.
'A dream, huh…….'
She’d suspected it was a dream this time too.
Like the previous one, dreams featuring boy Lord Igugwoden felt far more vivid than others…… but unless the god descended to the mortal plane, any appearance of him before her eyes could only be imagery from a dream.
It was a bit disappointing, but still—
'Lord Igugwoden was so adorable…….'
This dream had been delightful because she could connect with him, even briefly.
Eirene recalled the boy’s face.
The lovable form of the god, identical to the portrait.
'…….'
At the same time—
She entertained a wildly irreverent fantasy unfit for a creation to imagine.
'If I bore Lord Igugwoden’s child…… would it grow into a boy like that?'
If she could truly have a child resembling the god— she could do so much better than this.
For the child of the god…… and for the god himself……
Eirene immediately knelt and offered a prayer.
She had to confess or risk ruining her entire day— pouring out her heart to the god.
'Lord Igugwoden. Thank you so much for appearing even in a dream. I was really, really happy to be with you, even a little.'
'I, Eirene, am always ready. If you desire it, I can offer myself anytime. This body, this heart…… all of it is yours. Until you’re ready to face me, I’ll remain chaste and wait patiently.'
'I love you…… Lord Igugwoden.'
A love confession to the god.
With each passing day, Eirene’s feelings for her god only deepened, never fading.
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'…….'
Gulp.
I swallowed dryly for no reason.
This round…… it was sucking me in so blatantly.
'Getting turned into a kid and mommy-played by Eirene…….'
If I went to a comic commissioner and said, 'Draw this female character mommy-playing with a boy version of my self-insert (looks like real me),' forget the price—how many would even accept it?
Plenty of artists would refuse just because it’s creepy, right?
Mommy play aside, most would hesitate to draw a 'boy version resembling the actual client.'
And the author just drew it!
[ Igugwoden : Author ]
[ Igugwoden : Did you draw this for 7k? ]
About 10 minutes passed?
The author’s reply came later than usual.
[ GimmeMoney : Indeed. ]
[ GimmeMoney : It’s the result of using 'Divine Power' on Lady Eirene—her wish came true. ]
[ Igugwoden : LMAOOOO Eirene is wild, she wanted THAT?? ]
Ha…….
Saying this, even I felt my face heating up while reading the comic.
What to do?
I…… I’ve fallen way too hard for a comic character?
I wanna marry the comic character for real, how??
I’m going crazy over Eirene, what do I do??
I genuinely wanna act all baby-like on Eirene-mommy, 응애응애 뜌땨뜌땨, how?????
[ Igugwoden : Ha..... reaction real af gonna go insane Eirene << straight up my wife fr ]
[ Igugwoden : Great chapter lololol 7k well spent ]
The author’s reply was delayed again. About 10 minutes.
[ GimmeMoney : I’m truly glad you’re satisfied. ]
'Something up?'
The usually prompt author’s delays worried me a bit, so I typed without thinking.
[ Igugwoden : Busy? ]
[ Igugwoden : No rush if you are, it’s fine ㅇㅇ already read the comic ]
I said that and casually watched short-form videos, and the reply came after about 15 minutes.
[ GimmeMoney : Well ]
[ GimmeMoney : Lord Igugwoden, I have a request. ]
[ GimmeMoney : If you liked this chapter, could you sponsor just 1,000 won? ]
[ Igugwoden : Huh?? Donate?? ]
The reply came a bit late again.
[ GimmeMoney : If it’s not rude, I’d appreciate it. ]
[ GimmeMoney : I’m truly, truly sorry to ask this. ]
Needs money or something?
1,000 won was no big deal.
No, might as well give more.
[ Igugwoden : Lol no ]
[ Igugwoden : (Sponsor / 3,000 won / topping off 7k+3k to even 10k) ]
[ Igugwoden : There ]
[ Igugwoden : Comic was fun~~~!!! ]
[ GimmeMoney : Thank you so much. ]
[ GimmeMoney : If it’s okay…… could I use this 3,000 won worth of Divine Power for myself? ]
Huh?
Sure, whatever, but what can 3k buy these days?
Maybe a triangle kimbap and cup ramen at best.
'Still, asking like that means they needed it urgently.'
I considered giving more, but—
If they needed more, they’d have said so honestly.
[ Igugwoden : Ok ]
[ GimmeMoney : Thank you. ]
[ GimmeMoney : I’ll never forget Lord Igugwoden’s grace. ]
[ Igugwoden : That’s my line ]
[ Igugwoden : Thanks for creating a character like Eirene ]
[ Igugwoden : Really really enjoying it, please tell everyone the god is super super satisfied ]
Replies were still slow after, but this seemed enough, so I closed the chat.
Sipping cocoa and rereading the comic, a few questions popped up.
'Seen me in an unfamiliar space before? Has Eirene dreamed of kid-me more than once?'
'And…… even if they saw my photo, it looks too much like my childhood self.'
Somehow.
It felt a bit off—
'Whatever, they saw the photo so it’s approximate! Descriptions said she’s dreamed of me often before.'
Not a big deal, so I kept rereading casually.
In the comic, Eirene endlessly awaited my descent into their world.
Watching her, I had another otaku thought.
'I wanna go in too. The comic world. Tell Eirene 'ripened well' with my own mouth.'
—Not that it’ll happen.
I closed the window and stood to clean.
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Chomp!
Chomp chomp!
"Smack, smack……."
The pale-faced Observer greedily devoured the power permitted by the god.
Without power, she couldn’t change the world—just as the world couldn’t without it.
After some time, regaining color, she carefully stored the remaining power and sighed in relief.
—All for Lord Igugwoden.
Chomp!
It too was consuming the 3,000 won worth of power shared with the Observer.
—That was close.
"……Yeah."
—She used the god’s power she needed for herself to give Eirene a happy little dream…… all to show it to the god.
"Yeah, right."
She couldn’t observe and show the god that Eirene had reached the 'domain of the god.'
—Then just skip observing it. No need to use even her own share to prepare something.
"……."
—Has gaining life as a being caused this incomprehensible mindset?
The Observer thought.
Divine Power—essential to make the world happy and for her own existence.
Yet she used it for a creation, not herself. Ultimately, for the god who granted it to her.
Why, when there was no need? Fear of disappointing the god? Or……
—For sustainable sponsorship, to not cross the line. Understand?
"I do."
The Observer slowly rose and looked down at the world.
Our world. To protect it, needing the god’s love.
She was meant to wish only for that—
But the god’s love poured upon her was causing an unforeseen chemical reaction.