[56] Farfetched Theories

[56] Farfetched Theories

Chapter 56: Farfetched Theories

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[Third Person Point of View]

Half an hour earlier, inside a Middle Shore pocket space, in the yard of an old Japanese mansion, a large round table was kept. Two Gods sat behind it, and opposite them, two Satans sat.

There stood two lackey Gods behind the Gods in the chair, and likewise, two devils stood behind the two Satans.

"How gross," Yatagarasu, one of the two Gods who were standing, said with a smile. "That we are having to share a table with devils."

"Yatagarasu, don't say stuff like that," the Chief Goddess of Shinto, Amaterasu, said, as she covered her mouth with a sleeve. "No matter what, they are our guests."

"Guests who we should be fighting to the death with," the God on the other chair, Bishamon, said. She had her legs crossed as she looked at the two devils. "Sakuya could have died, if not for that young man."

"Entirely untrue," it was one of the devils who had the guts to reply, she stood behind the chair of Sirzechs Lucifer. Sapphire said, "I was just there to stop anything serious from happening. We wouldn't want to mess with Shinto, after all."

The other devil who stood beside Sapphire, Grayfia, looked at her and then nodded at the Gods. "She is right, we tasked her with it. If the situation came down to Ranefer killing Sakuya-hime, Sapphire would have stopped that. That is why Satan Lucifer had sent her, to begin with."

That was a lie, of course. Sirzechs Lucifer didn't even know about this until the incident already happened. But, this was how politics worked, filled with lies.

The Satan who sat beside Sirzechs, the girl who was making her name as a human idol in Japan, looked at the Shinto Gods with a soft smile. "Hey, look, my Levia-tan would be out of commission if we picked a fight with Shinto. Do you think I'd enjoy that?"

Bishamon frowned at the magical girl, the dangerous devil Serafall, who had the guts to play idol in Japan. "As if something so trivial would matter to people like you."

"Of course, it would." Serafall gasped. "I am serious about this whole idol business; you know? Really, trust me when I say that the Satans had no relation to this incident. It was the Phenex Household on their own who pulled off this incident."

"Then hand those birds over to us," Bishamon demanded with a scoff.

"I'm afraid that'd be too much," Sirzechs Lucifer, the strongest devil in history, spoke up for the first time. He had an elegant smile on his face as he looked at the Gods. "They will be thoroughly punished for this incident by the underworld's standards. The devils are ready to compensate the Gods with any other things."

"Doesn't seem very convincing," the loli God, Yatagarasu, said. "Correct me if I am wrong but, I heard that the Phenex Household's third son is engaged with the Gremory Household's heir?"

Sirzechs smiled kindly. "I don't see the point you're trying to make. I'm sure you know that although I was a Gremory in the past, my last name ends with Lucifer now. The Satans aren't allowed to give their families any special treatment."

"Enough, you guys," Amaterasu cleared her throat, looking up from behind her long sleeves. The Satans focused on her. All knew that this meeting would only end when she talked, the other Gods' battering didn't do anything. "Since there weren't many casualties during this incident, and in fact, the Phenex Devils lost more than us, and now the Satans are ready to compensate us, we shouldn't drag this situation on. We shall let them know what we want, and then move on from this."

"Of course, great lady Amaterasu," Serafall replied. "I'm glad you're so understanding. As a token of my gratitude, I'll sing a song about you in my next concert."

That sounded like a polite compliment, but such an incident would cause Amaterasu's popularity to rise. Her faith would increase.

"Mhm? Thank you." Amaterasu nodded. "Though I do hope that's not the only thing you meant when you said you'd compensate us."

"Naturally," Serafall spoke again. Sirzechs leaned back in his chair to let her handle it, she was the one in management for foreign affairs, after all. "Let us discuss that."

After that, for the next half an hour, they went back and forth about what they wanted and what they could get. Bishamon grew bored out of the meeting, she was annoyed that they had to talk things out to begin with, but at one point things came to a solid agreement.

Ai Hoshino will never die; therefore, she doesn’t need reassurance that she’ll be chosen as a Regalia after death.

"Huh," Bishamon looked at me in surprise. "I have heard some expert human Senjutsu practitioners can live for hundreds of years, but it's my first time seeing such a human in person. I don't doubt you though, after the performance you showed. Still, a promise is a promise. I don't know how you plan to make your mother live so long, but if you don't succeed, or even if you succeed and she dies a few hundred years later for any reason, as long as her soul is intact we will take her in."

I found myself a little offended hearing her say 'if she were to die' when I said she wouldn't. I didn't want to agree to such a thing, it was a simple personal agenda to not have backup plans for things like this because then I might get lazy when thinking about ways to keep her the most protected. Since a part of my mind would think she'd be fine anyway let's take it easy. Also, it hurt my pride to take such backup measures when I was confident in granting her immortality.

But, then I knew what failure was. I knew what I was, how many times I had failed despite my reality-shattering powers... I claimed to be absolute, but was I really? This wasn’t a bad offer. If I were to fail again, if I were to die in this world, at least my mother would live on as a spirit.

I pushed my pride aside and nodded. "In that case, she'll be in your care – only if such a tragedy were to fall upon her."

"Hey, why are you guys discussing this without me? I don't want to live forever," Ai suddenly said, making all of us turn to her. What? "I think life loses its meaning if-"

"Oh, shut the hell up, you stupid little woman." I shot her a quick glare as she shut up. What the hell was she on about? What did this child know about the meaning of life?

"...." Ai paused and then glared back at me. “Punk. You wait till our guests leave.”

"Now, now, don’t fight. You shouldn't be rude to your mother, boy," Sakuya-hime gently hit me on my head. “Bad boy.”

“...”

"Haah, he's always like that, so rude," Ai said with a dramatic shake of his head. She managed to shoot me another glare in the midst of it, pretty mad that I snarled back at her while in the presence of literal Gods. "Forgive his insolence, Goddesses."

"It's alright, he's a fine child," Bishamon waved it off. “Plus he has a point, even though usually I’d respect the person’s choice. Eternal life, if you are versatile with it, doesn’t become boring or traumatic... for the most part.”

A silence fell in the room, and Ai looked down on the floor. I could see that she wasn’t really convinced, maybe she’ll find a way to cancel this deal later. For now, I changed the subject.

"I'm surprised you accepted so easily that they are Gods?" I looked at Ai. "What if they are liars?"

"Huh?" Ai tilted her head. "They have this divine presence around them, though? Like, I saw you do magic, I saw Ruby do it, but I didn't feel this even then. Even though they are just standing, they feel divine, I guess. I feel on my entire being that they are Gods. It’s kind of hard to explain more than that."

"Ah, right, the divine presence," I nodded. "My bad, it doesn't affect me so I almost didn't notice.” It also didn’t affect her much, I guessed, if she managed to stay on her feet without bowing and kissing their feet and shit.

"Hmm," Bishamon looked at me. "Yeah, last time, when I and Sapphire clashed our wills, you stood fine. Interesting... willpower for a human."

‘Funny. Could that really be considered a will-power clash? So pitifully hilarious.’ I didn’t express my humor openly, there was no need to offend them.

"Anyhow, we have some gifts for you and your mother," Sakuya-hime cleared her throat and said as she snapped her fingers. Multiple lights shone and bags appeared around us. "It's a bit more than the things you asked, so I hope you'll like them."

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