Chapter 2

I was once again brought back to the blank room.

A familiar boy is seated on a spherical chair and floats fluffily in front of me

“Oh, how do you do, Camisile-sama.”

Greetings is an important courtesy. I bowed gracefully, pinching the hem of my thin silk nightgown.

“Good day to you. Though I’ve been aware of it for some time, but are you an idiot?”

“I have a good memory of things. The teachers said I was the brightest since the academy was founded.”

In the exam rankings, grade by grade, I was the best by far. Unrivalled first place. So much so that first place is what I deserve. To put it simply, I got full marks.

Cynthia, by the way, was in the upper middle of the range. She is not very good at studying.

“That is a different level of smartness. You see, I told you to reflect on your actions and start over again. I told you to start over again.”

“You don’t have to repeat it twice. I don’t like persistent men.”

“Why can’t you see that it is this lack of candour that has ruined you?”

The spherical chair sways in accordance with Camisile’s emotions.

What an emotionally unstable god. If the world I’m in was created by such a restless boy, it’s a shameful thing. The world might be more peaceful if I took that chair away from him and became a god.

“…… Hey, Lydith. Are you thinking of something bad?”

“No, I was just praising you for being so childlike and lovely, Camisile-sama.”

“I am not a child. I am only in this form because it’s convenient for me. If I were to appear in my original form as a super-handsome man in front of dead people, they would all be reluctant to leave me and would not want to be reincarnated.”

“Well, well, that’s a very narrow-minded thing to say. People have different tastes and preferences. You are mistaken if you think that all young women like handsome men. By the way, I like a man more for the power he possesses than for his good looks. Power is an all-round judgement: power, wealth, military power, physical and intellectual strength.”

In this sense, Rafael-sama was appropriate.

He was the next king, although his parents had decided on his fiancée when he was young. He was a little too soft-spoken, and there was an element of unease, but being kind is not a bad thing. What Rafael-sama lacks, I can make up for. After all, I am a perfect beautiful girl, recognised by myself and others. It’s that easy.

“Wait a minute. Then, since I am a god, doesn’t that mean that I have all the overall strength that you say I have?'”

Camisile’s eyes suddenly widened, as if he had just realised for the first time.

“I understand so painfully how much you want to have me, Camisile-sama. Even in this sixteen-year-old form, I am a person of exceptional beauty and loveliness. But there is a certain moderation in things, you know. Yes, if you insist, you can touch me at least at the tips of your fingers.”

Perhaps, Camisile was calling me here once more because he regretted sending me away.

I, for my part, would prefer not to be confined to this white room for the rest of my life. Because it would be boring.

If God’s work is something fun, I can think about it. That is something we need to talk about.

Camisile, probably conflicted about a self-proclaimed god touching a girl who is not yet old enough, put his hands to his face and was silent for a while.

He must want to touch more than just  fingertips.

I confused god because I was born a perfect beautiful girl. I must accept it properly.

But I’m sorry, moderation is still important. And it’s also important to be generous. It makes sense to give permission gradually. That’s the right way to do it – it’s called training.

“…… Wait a minute. That’s not it.”

“I understand your feelings, Camisile-sama, but if you have something to do, make it quick. I’m in a hurry. I have to get to the brothel before my family finds out.

“Why do you have to do that?”

“You don’t have  to shout. It is just the two of us, and there is no one else in the room. You can speak normally enough for your voice to be heard.”

“Lydith, don’t use your second life to try and become a whore for no reason at all.”

“What is wrong with being a whore?  In the first place, brothels are only for the upper classes, successful military men and very successful merchants. It is such an exclusive and protected place. A high-class prostitute has more power in some ways than the queen of the country.”

“I know that. But as the daughter of a duke, it’s not something you should go out of your way for. You need to rethink this. Lydith, you’re sixteen years old, you haven’t met Cynthia yet, and you haven’t enrolled at the Royal Academy.”

“I am aware of that. I’m not going to the Royal Academy. I can no longer take care of Cynthia. I don’t know what Rafael intends to do, but I know the ending. I will not spend my precious time on people who have no value to me.”

“…No, wait, Lydith….. didn’t you like Raphael?” Camisile asks me in a calm tone of voice as he clears his throat as if he has regained his composure.

Before I know it, he has gone from ‘you’ to ‘you’. Apparently, he is the type of god who, when he gets emotional, his ego flares up.

“You are a god who says such lovely things about love and romance. I can imagine how you feel. For you, Camisile-Sama, who wants to enjoy your time with me to the fullest, my love for you is probably your biggest concern. Don’t worry, I am a loving woman like the Mother Earth. I am ready to accept all the affection that is directed towards me.”

“Lydith. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I mean, I don’t love anyone in particular. I am a person who is loved, As much as I am loved, I return the love equally. It’s called Noblesse oblige.”

‘Maybe not. I’m starting to feel sorry foRaphael…’

Camisile is mumbling something.

I’m getting angrier and angrier.

‘I think that if you have something to say, you should say it in a nutshell.

Since ancient times, it has been a given that people who talk too long are not very smart. But no matter how winding and endless the story is, it is a lady’s custom to smile and listen.’

“Dear Camisile. Let’s just call you  “Cami-sama”, as a term of endearment.”

“You’re not making fun of me, are you?”

“No, I don’t mean it in the slightest. Cami-sama, I will not be foolish enough to cling to past glories. I am not going to cling to my past glory, Cami. He must have loved me very much. It’s only natural. It is an open fact that I am a lovely, innocent and impeccable angel.”

“Who rates you that way? And by “openly”, you mean openly to which class of people?”

“My mother, my father, my brother. Even Clive, the butler praises me every day”

“Oh, I see….”

“But, my dear Cami-sama. In the past, Rafael-sama prioritized Cynthia over me. I am not a narrow-minded woman, so I accept men’s fickleness. But while I have my eyes on other women, I pay a certain amount of attention to my own wife. I will take care of my wife a hundred times more than usual so that she does not feel uncomfortable. If a man can’t do that, you can’t expect him to be good at his job. In other words, I can no longer have expectations towards Rafael. Besides, I don’t need a man who can’t give me affection.”

“If you change your behaviour at the Royal Academy to something a little more conciliatory, it could work. That’s why I’ve given you some time.”

“You are talking nonsense. To pretend to be something you are not in order to be loved by someone else!”

Isn’t it God who accepts everyone as they are?

I glared at him, and Camisile held his head.

“Oh, shit, talking to you gives me a headache.”

“Oh, you poor thing. I can understand your frustration, your sadness, your inability to touch me.”

“It’s even more annoying that you’re so beautiful to look at.”

“I know, don’t I? Beauty is sinfulness. I am prepared to live with it.”

“…… Lydith, I beg you, do not go to the whorehouse. You will not know what I have sent you back in time for.”

“I see. I see. Cami-sama says that he doesn’t want me to be loved by an unspecified number of men. Then I understand. You mean I should not lose my innocence.”

“If you understand, then that’s enough.”

“I understand. I swear to you, Cami-sama, I will not go to the brothel. I’ll think about how I’m going to use the time I’ve rewound for a while longer.”

Indeed, if you ask me, my purity is as rare and valuable as Tenma’s tears.

Even though only the upper classes visit brothels, they are still a rare and precious commodity. Voluntarily offering themselves is an emergency situation that should be seen as a loss to the world.

The fact that they are rare means that they are available. After all, even Camisir, who claims to be the Creator God and the only God, is jealous.

I was deeply convinced.

“Well Lydith. I hope I won’t have to call on you anymore.”

“When you need me, please don’t call on me, but come to me, It’s a pain in the ass to be summoned to this dreary room every time you need me.”

“Really, it’s not cute!”

The white world was distorted.

And I was sitting on the same soft bed in my room as before I lost consciousness.