Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
Thanks to the interference from the flame arrow, Yamabe Takuma wasn’t able to punish the waitress as he had intended. However, that had the unfortunate effect of focusing his somewhat unstable gaze onto me.
Crap, I shot before even thinking. Negotiating is going to be hard now…
“Goddess, why did you stop me from punishing this foolish woman who dared disrespect you?”
“What do you mean by disrespect? She just made a mistake, that’s all. Nothing serious about that, I’m sure everyone has screwed up at some point.” I tried to defuse the situation with a smile, after which I turned to the red-haired waitress and said, “I want a large bowl of shaved ice. A large serving. Two spoons, please.”
I then winked at the waitress and signalled for her to leave.
The other party seemed to have picked up on what I was trying to say as well. “Master Yamabe, if there’s nothing else, I will take my leave.”
“Yes, yes. And be quick about it.” Elated because he thought we were going to share a bowl of shaved ice, he had completely forgotten about the other waitress’s slight. With a casual wave of his hands, he dismissed the two of them, clearly more than happy to be rid of them.
“Now, what should we start talking about? Goddess, what’s your favourite colour? Actually, I will start first. I like black, because it looks mysterious…” Unexpectedly, Yamabe Takuma was a lot more talkative than I had assumed, now that those two waitresses were gone.
“Wait, wait. I have some questions of my own first. Do you mind if we start there?”
I was extra diligent about winking at that waitress just now. My intention was to have her take as long as possible, seeing as I had a bunch of questions I had to ask the boy. Hopefully, she understood my meaning.
“Go ahead, my Goddess. I will do my best to answer as much as possible,” he said with the sparkling eyes of an adoring fan.
“Alright, then here’s my first question: what is up with that mountain of zombies?” I motioned in the direction of that mountain. “I can tell that they aren’t dead, yet they just lie there as if they are hibernating. Is that your handiwork?”
“That’s me, I’m the one who did that!” Yamabe tilted his head back proudly. “I’m an ability user, after all, a bunch of zombies can’t stop me.”
“Really? That’s amazing, there had to be a hundred thousand of those things back there!” I gasped with feigned surprise. Yet no matter how fake that was, he did not seem to pick on that little detail as he basked in the glory of receiving my praise.
“Right, so what’s the deal with these women?” I asked half-jokingly, “Are you trying to start a harem?”
“No, no. There’s only the Goddess in my heart, why would I ever open a harem?!”
“Then where did you sleep last night?”
“On my throne, of course. I made that myself!”
“Wow…” I casually remarked, though my heart was already falling apart. If it wasn’t for the fact that I needed information from him, I wouldn’t even bother pretending to be a girl… although it was a fact that I was officially a girl… but still!
My dream had and always will be to open a harem. Because I like girls! More importantly, I have a little brother. It just won’t stand up at the moment!
“Goddess, you have to believe me, I’ve never touched a single one of them!” Worried that I was beginning to suspect his loyalties, he immediately panicked, even going so far as to swear on his life.
Really, though, what does your chastity have to do with me? I’m just here to extract information out of you. Still, at least the conversation is proceeding well, so far.
“What about your parents? You said they were in the city, why don’t I see them?”
“Oh, they’re dead, I…” His words got stuck in his throat at that point. A strange look flashed across his face as he shook his head. “They are all dead, I witnessed that myself…”
“Oh… I’m sorry to hear that.” I feigned being apologetic. “I thought they would still be alive, seeing how powerful you are.”
He was clearly leaving out something back there. Something’s up… or rather, his sadness wasn’t genuine.
“Haha, I’m not that great.” Yamabe laughed shyly while scratching his head. “But I am strong, and not bald.”
What does being bald have to do with being strong? This boy must be mad, no sane person would talk like this.
“Okay, next question. A SAT team should have passed by this area before they went missing. Do you know what happened to them?”
Having said that, I eyed him warily. Should he even blink when he answered, I would be there to catch it. Then I would dramatically point at him and yell, “You’re lying!”
This time, I was ready to put on the grandest performance of my life…
“Yeah, I know of them.” Yamabe did not even hesitate before admitting that. “They immediately pointed a gun at me when they saw I was alone here. How rude, I hate guests like them.”
“Eh?”
That’s it? You aren’t even going to deny it?
“Where are they now?”
“I dumped them into the mountain along with their exosuits.”
Into the mountain? Did they even try to resist?
I clearly wasn’t expecting the answer I got. But based on the smug look on his face, he was trying to hint to me how much stronger he was than them.
“You killed them?”
“No, I just made them sleep for a while.” He smiled at me once more. “I’m not a psychopath, why would I go around killing people like that?”
I’m not so sure about that… It’s not like a liar would admit to being a liar…
“Why did you do that though?”
“Because they barged into my home, of course. And they were very rude.” He looked at me strangely then. “Isn’t it common sense to discipline someone who was rude to you?”
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