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#Meeting with Ungodly God!

"Doo-do-do-doo! Congratulations! You've been granted the privilege of being reincarnated in another world! This is an extremely rare opportunity. So rare, in fact, that it's like winning the lottery! That's right, you just hit the jackpot! Are you happy? You must be happy! All right, I've decided that you're happy, so let's get this show on the road! Party poppers, at the ready!"

"Huh?"

The young girl appeared out of nowhere. She had blond hair and wore a simple tunic. Her excessively upbeat entrance was accompanied by the equally sudden appearance of a massive crowd of similarly blond-haired, tunic-donning ladies that stretched for as far as the eye could see. Spreading from each of their backs was a pair of white wings. In their hands, they each held a gadget that resembled a slightly larger version of those confetti poppers used at parties. They also seemed to share the same look of discontent. Nevertheless, moving in perfect unison, the endless ranks of ladies all brought their poppers before their chests.

"Fire!"

At the young girl's command, they pulled the cords. An uncountably vast number of party poppers roared all at once, creating a deafening rumble that shook the very ground they stood on. The overwhelming display sent me reeling and I fell on my behind.

"Discard poppers! Band members, take out your instruments! Clappers and chorus members, at the ready!"

Despite the deep scowls on the ladies' faces, the young girl continued to issue orders with undiminished enthusiasm. Half of the countless winged blondes brought out various musical instruments from nowhere in particular and readied them. Half of the remaining ladies got ready to clap, while the other half clasped their hands before their chest and prepared to sing. Alarms went off inside my head.

This is not good…

The poppers that had just gone off were loud enough. This time, it was an orchestra, complete with chorus and clapping. If they all sounded at once, ruptured eardrums would be the least of my concerns; it might just blow the sanity straight out of my head. Therefore, I decided that I had to do something to stop that from happening, and I had to do it now.

"A Song of Celebration, on my mark! Ready… and… GAH!"

From my position on the ground, I shot to my feet and dashed toward the orchestra's conductor. Without the slightest hint of mercy or hesitation, I took aim at the cheerful young girl who seemed to be having the time of her life and threw all my weight behind a front kick. The girl, not expecting to be attacked, took my kick right in the face and was forced to perform an elaborate sequence of backflips through the air. It was a beautiful curve.

Then, hindsight struck. It occurred to me that the countless ladies who surrounded me on all sides were obeying the girl's orders. In other words, it could be said that the girl was their commander, and they were her troops. Surely, they would not stand idly by after I just attacked their commander. I looked around, but found that not a single one of them budged. I wondered if these were perhaps the kind of people who could not move unless ordered to, but soon dismissed the idea after seeing a number of them grin and give me the thumbs up. Some even quietly waved their hands at me. The ladies were, apparently, very reluctant followers.

"Wh-What was that for?!"

The girl, who was sprawled on the ground after her tumble, got up on her feet and loudly protested her treatment. During her previously supine position, her clothes had been left in a state of significant disarray. Her choice of dress — a tunic — meant that a number of things, none of which were publicly decent, had been in full view from where I stood. I was, however, in no mood to mention that.

"To shut you up! Your party poppers were already loud enough! What did you think was going to happen if you got these many people to sing and play all at the same time? Are you trying to blow out my eardrums?!"

"So you decided to kick a little girl in the face?!"

"I'm against age discrimination!"

"But I'm a girl!"

"Gender equality, then!"

I puffed out my chest confidently, which precipitated a round of hushed murmurs and the odd bout of applause.

"Did I just hear applause?!" cried the girl incredulously. She glared angrily at the mob of ladies. As if on cue, they all averted their gazes in a distinctly 'it wasn't me' fashion. Squaring her shoulders, the young girl turned to face me, who was watching their back-and-forth with a baffled look.

"Ugh… you're still annoying even after that," said the girl.

"What are you talking about? And where is this place, even?" I asked as I looked around. There was nothing but winged people as far as I could see. Turning my gaze upward, I found not a blue sky, but rather an empty space glowing faintly of white light that stretched endlessly into the distance.

"This is the land of God!" announced the girl proudly as she puffed out her poorly-endowed chest.

"Uh huh," I replied flatly.

"Anyway, you have passed away!"

"Sure."

"And what a short life to go! At the age of nineteen, you were killed by a woman you cheated on! What kind of trash are you? You have a wonderful girlfriend who agreed to do anything you wanted, and yet you cheated on her! Go die, you bastard!"

Despite the scorn in her tone, I did not feel guilty. I had absolutely no recollection of this.

"Of course, it's a pain to deal with a piss-poor Casanova, so I just erased all your memories."

In a most casual manner, the girl proceeded to divulge more details. I felt a flash of anger at what I heard.

"Hey, you…"

"I mean, if I didn't erase your memory, you would start to seduce all my angels because every one of them is a total babe. I'm afraid they will fall into your despicable claw just like those women who fell into your silver tongue, but honestly, it's just plain creepy. Like, seriously, I don't want my sacrosanct place turning into a den of debauchery..."

"Hey, cut it out!"

Realizing that it would be a bad idea to let the girl ramble on, I tried to cut her off. However, the girl paid me no mind.

"But I digress. Let us leave the topic of your deplorableness in the proverbial trash can for now."

"Then why'd you even bring it up in the first place?" My quip fell on deaf ears.

"All right, back on topic. As I was saying, you have been granted the privilege of being reincarnated in another world."

"No thanks." The girl had barely finished speaking before I butted in with my answer. The girl froze, seemingly at a loss for words. Paying her no heed, I continued. "I'm not really interested. It also sounds like a lot of trouble. Plus, it's so obvious that all these over-the-top theatrical shenanigans are smoke and mirrors and you're trying to hide something."

"I-I have not the slightest idea what you're talking about!" With the girl clearly flustered, as evidenced by her wavering voice and shifty eyes, I went in for the finishing blow.

"You told me I was killed by a woman because I cheated on her, right? I don't know why but I have no regrets. I guess I can't say for sure since I don't remember, but I assume all that's left is getting shipped off to either Heaven or Hell and having all my memories erased, right? I'd rather not go to Hell, though."

"Th-That's right! If you say no, then you'll get sent to Hell!" said the girl with the most obvious I-came-up-with-that-just-now look on her face.

"What am I guilty of, then?" I asked pointedly.

"Guilty of?! U-Um, well, you know… Uh, cheating! That's right! You're guilty of cheating!"

"That's strange. I seem to recall being told I passed away because I was murdered by my ex. Wasn't that already enough for me to pay my mistake?"

The girl's expression stiffened. Her cheeks trembled a little. "Um… You cheated and ruined countless girls!"

"Wow, I must have been a super Casanova in life, then. Must have been quite the body count in the end. How many was it?"

"I'm so sorry. If you'll give me a chance to apologize, I'll start over and explain properly, so please listen to what I have to say."

Surprisingly, the girl proceeded to drop to her knees and humbly prostrate herself before me. From that, I realized that she wasn't good under pressure. I wonder how someone like her became God. There was another stir in the crowd, more noticeable than before, followed by a round of applause.

"Damn it, people! Why do you always clap whenever something bad happens to me?!"

Leaping to her feet, she glowered at the ladies surrounding her, but found no one willing to meet her gaze. With her teeth bared, she continued to throw menacing glances at her followers until I got her attention with a quick cough.

"I'll listen," I said, "provided that you give me a proper explanation. Whether or not I actually go along with your plan, though, is still up in the air."

"Hnnngh, fine. Firstly, I am that which you people refer to as God. The concept, the being, whatever. It's me. Next would be these perverted ladies standing all around you. They're what you would normally call 'angels.' They're perverts, by the way. Did I mention that? Yes? Good."

Her comment prompted a round of booing. She silenced it with a glare.

"You are all perverts! Are you gonna try to deny it? Who went around making babies with humans? Whose yuri exploits got so out of hand that they actually tried out a virgin birth? Who was it, huh?"

In response, a number of ladies put on innocent expressions and looked off in some other direction.

"I swear, the only thing you people are good for is complaining…" grumbled the girl.

"Whatever. Keep explaining," I demanded.

"Huh? No quip? No witty jab at me?" asked the girl in surprise.

"Nah. How you introduce yourself is your choice, after all. You're God, right? So, which god? The Jesus one? The Buddha one? Or the eye for an eye one?"

"Please. Don't liken me to their lot. Those guys are boring old-timers," said the girl with an irritated grimace. "I, on the other hand, am simply me. No more, no less."

"Wow, I think I'm about to pass out from amazement. So, why'd the creator of all things decide to grace Random Creation A with her godly presence?" My sarcastic tone did not go unnoticed, earning me a scowl from the girl.

"You don't believe me, do you? Fine, whatever. To answer your question though, I do of course have a very good reason for appearing before you. You see, I have a favor to ask of you."

"What's that got to do with being reincarnated into another world?"

In a complete attitude reversal, the girl looked up at me with an almost jarringly meek expression and said, "Actually, you weren't supposedly died that young. It was my fault you died early, and I would get a very bad rep if other gods and goddesses discovered my mess. So, I wish to strike an agreement with you."

"I see." I nodded in understanding. "So, you want me to keep my mouth shut? You're a god, right? With your power, you can easily silence me, right? Why doing this?"

"Eh? About that, everything has its own rules. And doing that will be discovered sooner or later by higher-ups. As a matter of fact, this blunder is probably going to come up in my once-in-century inspection. You see, I'm not that high in the food chain. So, it's better to go through you via negotiation. With this, I can salvage my mistake and get my punishment lessened, somewhat."

"Wow… being god is actually troublesome. I have feelings it isn't different from mortals."

"Right? Right! I'm glad you understand." The girl nodded her head rapidly and grinned widely in happiness.

"So, what's your plan, by the way?" I asked.

"You see, I want you to wait until your actual death approaching. Let's see… at least, you need to wait for another fifty-three years before your actual death. So, I hope you won't mind to wait for that long!"

"…I see. Am I going to return back to my former world?"

"That's impossible." The girl shook her head furiously. She then continued. "I'm going to send you to a world in the realm below yours."

"I understand the gist of it." I nodded calmly. I then sent a curious look towards her. "So, what exactly do you want me to do in the meantime?"

"Huh? Nothing, really," said the girl with a blank look.

I felt a sudden spike of annoyance and drove my fist into her head. There was a dull thud. She wordlessly crumpled into a squat with her hands covering the point of impact.

"I'm going to die out of boredom, you idiot god! At least, give me something so I won't become bored to death until my time is up! It is counterproductive if you try to murder me with boredom!" I began to grind my knuckle on her head, having a full intent to inflict harm on her. Goodness, this self-proclaimed god is very annoying!

"Who're you calling an idiot? Don't call me an idiot!" She flailed, trying to stop my physical abuse, but surprisingly, for someone who's called God, she can't stop me. What a weak god! Maybe, she's not a real god?

"You are an idiot! At least, give me something so I won't be bored until my death!" I shot back as my annoyance kept rising because of her.

"Alright, alright! I'm going to give you my blessing! So please, stop! You're hurting me!" Finally, the girl surrendered and pleaded to me. She also said something interesting.

"What kind of blessing? If it's not good, I will report your mess-up to your higher-ups!"

The girl's face became pale like a paper when I threatened her like that. She whimpered pitifully and pleaded, "Please, no! Anything but that! If those old timers discovered my mistake, my godly privilege will be revoked! Alright! Tell me what kind of blessing you want to carry over? Here is the list of all blessing I can give you! But, remember, you can only have one bless—"

"Five! I want five blessings!" I cut sharply.

"Impossible! I can't give you that many?"

"Either that or I will report your mistake to your boss!"

"Please, don't! I swear I can't give you that many!"

"How many you can give me?"

"Er…two?"

"Forget it. Hey, you, the winged ladies over there. Where can I find this god's boss? I have something to report!"

"Stooooooop!" The girl jumped up towards me, grabbed my thigh, and looked up to me desperately. At this point, the angels disappeared from the room, likely it was the self-proclaimed god doing. She said, "Three! I can give you three blessings! That's my limit. I beg you, please, don't report my mess-up!"

I glared at the god. She was crying and covered in her snot. I then kicked her because her snot disgusted me. She made another beautiful curve in the air before slamming the floor head first.

"Uuuuuu…Why? Why did you kick me, you meany?" The god protested, teary-eyed.

"Your snot is disgusting," I replied coldly and folded my arms in front of my chest. I then continued, "So, about the blessings. Show me the list!"

"Uuuuuu…Fine!" The girl nodded, and suddenly, a transparent screen appeared in front of my face. The was the list of the blessings. I quickly skimmed the list.

While doing that, I became curious about the world I was going to spend my remaining life here. "Say, what kind of world you're going to send me to?"

"Hmmm?" The girl perked up at my question. She then said, "How I should put this… first, let me explain about the construct of creation first. The realms in creation are separated like the inverted pyramid, and the higher the world's rank, more potent the world's law is. Above your world is the Realm of God, our current place. Below your realm is a lesser realm made from the imagination of people in your world. For example, the fictional worlds created by the writer, comic artist, or animation production group. Such a world exists in a realm below your world's level. This lesser realm is where you're going to stay! However, the world you're going to stay is chosen randomly. There are too many worlds and I'm too busy (lazy) to choose one myself."

"…I understand." I nodded my head. "Anyway, I'm done."

"So…what's it? Tell me! Tell me!"

"This! The Free-Magic Creation blessing and Perpetual Mana Reactor…"

"Oh…those are quite strong blessings and suited one another! You've chosen something nice. But, it's only two blessings. What's your last choice?" She inquired to me with a confused frown.

"My last blessing, I want to have my previous life's memory in the next world. That won't be a problem, right?"

"Nope! That's easy-peasy! But, are you sure? There are other blessings you can choose, you know?"

"Nah. It's enough."

"Good! Now, I'm going to send you to one of the lesser realms!" The girl stated, and suddenly, my body was covered by golden light. "Have a nice trip! We shall meet again after your remaining years are up! Bye-bye!"

Then, the light blinded my vision and I felt my consciousness drifted away.