Ch.25Week 1 Complete

I’ll change my destiny. I said I’d do it, but honestly, I have no idea how. How am I supposed to change a destiny I don’t even know?

“Um… could you possibly tell me about my destiny?”

“Please wait. I can only see destiny in the form of dreams, so I can’t immediately determine your destiny just because you want to know.”

“So you’ll tell me tomorrow?”

“Yes. I’ll let you know as soon as I have the dream.”

Finally, I feel like I’m talking to a normal person. It feels like I’m talking to an actual living person!

No uncomfortable talk about destiny or whatever! Instead, she’s saying hopeful things! And with energy in her voice!

No one will ever know how much I’ve missed talking to normal people like this.

“But why are you suddenly helping me?”

It’s nice that she’s acting normal now, but this feels too sudden.

“A destiny that never changes no matter what you do, that remains fixed despite years of desperate prayers to the Goddess, has finally changed. I’m starting to see hope at last.”

Rebecca said with a voice full of emotion.

I’m not sure what she means, but it sounds like she’s saying I’m amazing.

***

My body was feeling better, so I left the hospital and returned home.

I felt weaker than usual, probably a side effect of sacrificing my lifespan, but I could still walk without problems.

After getting home, changing into comfortable clothes, and lying down on my bed, Agath suddenly burst through the door.

“What did you do alone with that boy?”

“Just had some pointless conversation.”

“Surely that wasn’t all?”

“That was it.”

Agath spoke with a disappointed expression.

“Why didn’t you two make any progress? You were alone together, so why didn’t anything happen? Why didn’t that boy pounce on a frail pretty girl?”

It was so disgusting I felt like throwing up, but I forced myself to respond because I knew she’d keep talking if I didn’t.

“Ju-an and I will never see each other romantically, okay? And do you really think someone would do that to a sick person?”

The price of sacrificing my lifespan was much greater than I expected. Imagine already feeling weak and then having even more strength drained from you.

It’s bad enough that even walking feels a bit difficult. If I use more of my lifespan in this state, I might end up needing a wheelchair.

“If it were me, I would have done it while pretending to give you an injection.”

What is this? Since my body is already ruined, is she trying to ruin my mind too?

But I think my mental state is already sufficiently devastated…

“And just when I’m about to finish, I’d say I’m administering the treatment and then inside…”

“Would you please shut the fuck up.”

The more we talk, the more light-headed I feel. If I keep listening, I think I might actually go completely insane.

As if determined to completely shatter what’s left of my sanity, Agath continued.

“But honestly, aren’t you turned on? He sacrificed his lifespan to protect you—that’s practically begging you to let him do you. So just admit it and quietly bear his child…”

Bang!

I turned my disgusting feelings into a bullet and fired it out the window, but somehow I still feel disgusted. So I fired a few more shots. But I still feel disgusting.

Could it be that as soon as the disgusting feeling disappears, it immediately regenerates? If so, isn’t this an infinite power bullet?

While thinking about this and continuing to shoot out the window, I heard Leo shouting from outside.

“We’re going to get complaints at this rate! You crazy women!”

It’s a shame, but I should probably stop shooting now. At least thanks to what I just did, I feel less disgusted now.

“But why did you suddenly start shooting?”

“Because it was so disgusting I couldn’t stand it anymore.”

“And that helps with the disgust?”

“Of course it does. I turned my disgust into bullets.”

This is really convenient in this way. Just a moment ago I wanted to die, but now I don’t feel that way at all…

“Then you won’t have to worry when the time comes to suck that boy’s—”

Thanks to Agath’s cheerfully delivered words, I started feeling like I wanted to die again, intensely.

“While you’re shooting, you might as well turn your aversion to sex into bullets too, then you could have perfect loving sex…”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As I continued turning my disgust into bullets and firing them out the window, suddenly the door burst open.

And there stood Leo, with veins visibly popping on his forehead in anger, holding a wooden club.

“Explain.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

I continued shooting out the window…

With a dull impact to my head, I lost consciousness.

***

So I passed out. Now I need to get up, prepare breakfast, and get ready for work.

Ah… I don’t want to go to work… I just want to hang out with Ju-an like it’s Saturday…

Thinking this, I opened my eyes to find myself not in my room but in a completely different space.

…Where am I?

“Hello, Kim Min-jun. Or should I say, Lite.”

Following the voice, I turned my head to see the Goddess before me.

“…Am I dead?”

The last thing I remember is getting hit on the head with a wooden club. So am I…

“No. You’ve just lost consciousness.”

That’s a relief. I’m not dead yet. Now I can do what I need to do.

“You fucking bitch!”

I hurled every curse word I knew at the Goddess.

***

After cursing until my throat was hoarse, the Goddess spoke while sniffling.

“Are… are you calm now?”

“No.”

“I’m sorry…”

The Goddess cowered like a frightened puppy.

I still have a mountain of things to say, but I forced myself to control my emotions and spoke.

“Sigh… First, can you explain why I’m here?”

“Every Sunday night when you sleep, we’ll meet like this in your dreams…”

“Why are you telling me this now instead of before I reincarnated?”

“I was going to tell you… but you kept making a fuss about not wanting to reincarnate, and I ran out of time trying to persuade you…”

“So you’re saying it’s all my fault?”

“No! It’s my fault for trying to persuade you too late!”

The Goddess started apologizing desperately. But I’m still angry.

“Fine, let’s say that’s true. Then why the hell did you make me a woman?”

“Well… it’s complicated to explain…”

“Explain it in three lines or less.”

“Everyone has a predetermined destiny. To completely escape from destiny, we need someone who isn’t affected by destiny. And you…”

“Three lines, you fucking bitch.”

Does she think I’m here to listen to useless explanations? I’m asking for a valid reason why my body was changed!

“To save the world, we need someone who has completely escaped destiny. For that purpose, I made you into a completely different being. A being that will never be affected by destiny…”

“Did you not understand what I said?”

The Goddess looked at me with a blank expression. Does she really not understand what she did wrong?

“I told you not to go over three lines, didn’t I?”

“I’m sorry… I’m just too stupid…”

“Does saying sorry end military service?”

“What is military service—”

“Don’t talk back!”

And so I continued to berate the Goddess for several more tens of minutes.

***

After berating the Goddess for a while, I felt much better.

“Goddess, can I ask you one thing?”

“Yes!”

The Goddess answered energetically. It was worth berating her after all.

“I understand why I became a woman, but why me specifically and not someone else? And why is my body so weak?”

“Because you were the weakest among the four people who reincarnated!”

“…”

“Your ability is much weaker compared to abilities like slowing down time, interfering with minds, or creating doppelgangers…”

“Please stop talking…”

Those are all powerful abilities. Comparing them to my supernatural power makes mine seem so pathetic.

“Then why is my body so weak?”

“It’s the price for escaping destiny!”

So escaping destiny requires such a big restriction?

It’s ridiculous that extremely strong people can’t escape destiny, but someone as weak as me can.

“So why did you call me here?”

“To strengthen your ability!”

“You can speak comfortably now. But why the sudden strengthening?”

“Oh, thank you. It’s because you’re much weaker than I expected.”

Lately, it feels like I keep getting hit where it hurts.

“Am I that weak…?”

“Yes. If we leave you like this, you’ll die before you even fight the Demon King.”

“But you’re the one who made me this way!”

“I’m sorry… but one person had to become a different being…”

I want to argue back through gritted teeth, but if what the Goddess says is true, I’ve already protected Ju-an thanks to my body being changed, so I couldn’t argue.

I’m grateful, but… this is terribly unfair.

“So how are you going to strengthen my ability?”

“I’m going to give you divine power.”

“Why are you only giving it to me now?”

“Because I just got paid today.”

“What does this have to do with your paycheck?”

“I’m going to convert my entire paycheck into divine power and give it to you.”

Convert the entire paycheck? Then what does she eat?

As if answering my question, the Goddess smiled and said:

“It’s okay. I’m a god, so I won’t die even if I starve.”

Though feeling hungry isn’t pleasant, she added quietly.

…How pitiful.

“But didn’t you say there are other worlds? Shouldn’t you be using it for them too?”

“Other worlds aren’t under my jurisdiction. I’m only in charge of this world.”

“Then why did you work on something related to other worlds before?”

“These days, I need to work multiple jobs to earn enough divine power.”

I can tell she lives a very tiring life. That must be hard.

“So how many hours do you work in total?”

“I work 165 hours a week.”

“…So you only get 3 hours of rest per week?”

“Yes. And this is that rest time.”

“…When did you start working multiple jobs?”

“Probably… about 300 years ago?”

It seems this Goddess has been living a life with only 3 hours of rest per week for 300 years.

“…Why do you work so hard?”

“Because I need to work that much to gain the divine power to protect this world.”

So I’ve been cursing at a Goddess who only gets 3 hours of rest per week to save the world!

“…I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t be. I’m just grateful that you’re going to save this world.”

The Goddess continued to smile brightly as she spoke.

…Did I curse at her for nothing?

“But why are you trying so hard to save this world?”

“Because it warms my heart to see people living happily.”

The Goddess smiled with a pure sincerity that couldn’t possibly be fake.

I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…

“Oh right, please tell Rebecca that I treated you badly.”

“Why suddenly?”

“She prayed desperately every time… but I never had enough divine power to answer even once…”

“Should I answer on your behalf?”

“No. That would only make Rebecca suffer unnecessarily. So please make me sound like a bad person.”

I don’t know what happened, but it seems there was something between them. I should honor her request.

And just like when I reincarnated before, sacred light began to gather around me.

Separately, sacred energy began to overflow within my body. Is this the divine power?

“Then I’ll see you next Sunday… I have to go back to work now…”

“…Hang in there.”

And when I blinked, I was back in my room.

Now I have to go to work again.

…I already feel completely drained.