This Wasn’t an Erotic Game?

Chapter 16
I Hope She Never Comes Back
『 Translator – Divinity 』

“I’ve moved the factory building to the large landfill on the outskirts of the capital. You can demolish the building there, sell what you can, and discard the rest!”

As the witch shouted, waving her wand, people raised their hands and cheered.

“It’s the grace of the Goddess!!”

“We believe! Oh, Goddess!!”

It was clearly the witch who used magic, so why is everyone suddenly praising the Goddess?

Please stop that.

The Goddess Lilia is watching me in real-time.

I feel like something is stuck in my throat.

It’s suffocating.

I feel like the Goddess will strike me down with divine punishment at any moment for impersonating a saint.

“I will! I will go and sell it! I know best what’s inside the factory!!”

Scrooge.

No.

Jonathan Karma, who had somehow arrived at the scene, volunteered at the witch’s words.

“Saint! Please wait a moment!! I will go and dispose of it! All the money inside the factory is also yours! Please wait for me!!”

Jonathan Karma disappeared in a flash.

And he returned with a hefty wad of cash around evening.

“Most of the equipment inside the factory was old, so I couldn’t get a good price. Still, the scrap metal alone was worth a considerable amount. 2,000 Saleds, Saint.”

Jonathan Karma placed the bundle of money in front of me with a respectful attitude.

What am I supposed to do when you give it to me so openly in front of everyone like this?

I can’t even pocket it and spend it recklessly.

“High Priest Yodel.”

I cautiously called the High Priest, and the bald elder came flying towards me.

“Speak! Saint!”

“Use this to buy food and feed the poor here.”

“Oh, Grace!! I will do so!!”

And just like that, a free cafeteria was set up in front of the abandoned factory.

The poor, healed and healthy, were shedding tears as they ate the food prepared by the Lilia Church.

“It’s been so long since I’ve had such warm and delicious food!”

“Thank you! Saint!!”

“Saint!! Thank you!!”

Countless people came to me crying, bowing and expressing their gratitude.

Yes.

This is really nice.

It is nice, but the problem is that the possibility of divine punishment is increasing in real-time.

I don’t have a religion!!

I’m not a follower of Lilia!!

I don’t have any faith, dammit!!

I’m not religious!

I’m truly fucked.

I wouldn’t even be able to complain if lightning struck me right now.

The poor people aren’t the problem.

These people don’t know how to use the Miracle of Tracking, and they don’t have the means to systematically search for someone.

As expected.

Those Church people are the biggest problem.

I need to get rid of them quickly.

Fast!

I need to make them spend money fast!!

I need to make them go bankrupt and leave!!

“Yodel.”

“Speak!! Saint!!”

“Tomorrow. As soon as the day breaks, start digging the ground. The foundation must be sturdy. Dig deep and prepare to erect a tall, multi-story building. Understand?”

“It shall be done!!”

“Expensive excavators and equipment. Rent them all and invest without holding back. And don’t make people work for free. Pay them generously. Overly generous wages. A full pocket is true grace. Do you understand?”

“Of course!! Of course!! I will scrape together all the money I can mobilize with my authority! I will also persuade the regional temples as quickly as possible to bring in more funds! It’s the Saint’s order, how can the Church’s money be an issue!!”

I no longer feel guilty about deceiving the Church and causing them losses.

Guilt or no guilt, I need to survive, don’t I?

I’m too young to die from divine punishment.

I’m sorry.

Elder Yodel.

But I don’t have a choice.

Evening came.

The poor people were huddled around me, like baby birds waiting for their mother, staring at me.

I looked at them and finally realized the source of the discomfort.

“Do you all… not have homes?”

“The streets are our home, Saint.”

“We sleep leaning against ropes, Saint.”

So that was the problem.

These people…

They don’t have a place to sleep!!

I don’t have the ability to provide them with shelter.

What should I do?

No, wait! Isn’t this even better?

If word gets out that I’m a useless saint who can’t even provide shelter when it’s freezing cold, wouldn’t everyone leave me?

“Just lay down on the ground with some rags! I will cast a wide-area temperature control spell! Everyone, lie down! It’s important to eat and sleep well! You understand?”

The four-armed witch is trolling again.

Why!!

Why!!

Why are you doing this, why!!

If you do that, I’ll become a proper saint!!

Some people need to get their mouths frozen shut while sleeping, so they’ll curse me out and leave!!

Why are you trying to make even the streets comfortable for them?!

Maybe she’s lying about being from the Magic Tower.

Her actions are those of a dark magician.

“Oh, Grace!! Oh, Goddess!!”

“Thank you! Thank you!”

As the poor people lay down on the streets, the witch waved her wand and cast a spell in the air.

A faint yellow light lingered in the air for a moment, and then the ground where I was standing became warm as if it were heated flooring.

“Everyone, sleep!”

“By the grace of the Saint!”

“Thank you! Witch! Thank you, Saint!! Thank you, Goddess!!”

Everyone lay down on the warm ground and slept with happy faces.

There was no chaos, no misfortune at the scene.

The paladins of the Sun Church and the police officers dispatched to maintain order were watching the scene with satisfaction.

Some of the police officers and paladins were even shedding tears, moved by the sight.

“Saint, High Priest Alois ordered us to look after you only until the Lilia Church arrived. But if it’s alright with you, could we stay by your side a little longer and follow in the footsteps of miracles?”

The paladins of the Sun Church, with a determined look in their eyes, approached me, knelt, and spoke.

“Lord Lopers would also approve of this. With your permission, may we do so?”

Their words suddenly caught my attention.

This is…

Not bad?

“It would be an honor. Master Yodel.”

“Speak! Saint!!”

High Priest Yodel, who had practically turned into a puppy after witnessing the healing of Jonathan Karma’s family, rushed over as soon as I called him.

I pointed at the paladins of the Sun Church.

“Pay them as well. Their efforts deserve to be compensated.”

“No! Saint!! We are not here for the money!”

I know.

That’s why I need to make the Church spend money.

“Please accept it. That is grace. Happiness comes from the wallet, and the wallet is full thanks to money. You must accept it when you can.”

Yodel nodded, deeply moved by my words.

“We will give it to you, followers of the Sun God. It is the will of the Goddess of Grace!”

The paladins of the Sun Church seemed touched by his words and nodded, making the sign of the cross.

“If that is the will of the Goddess, we will accept it!!”

Seeing the paladins of the Sun Church shouting, the police officers also approached me one by one.

“Saint, we will also continue to maintain order here. There could be problems with this many people constantly gathered.”

“Then you should also be paid.”

“We can’t do that! If we accept money, it would be a bribe!”

“Don’t call the grace of the Goddess a bribe. If it’s illegal to give it to each of you individually, then have it delivered to the police station as a donation.”

I have to make them spend money somehow!!

Somehow!!

At my words, Yodel just nodded like a fool.

“I will do so! Anything the Saint commands!”

After I gained the ability to command the police and the paladins of the Sun Church, Jonathan Karma cautiously approached me.

“Saint, do you have any tasks for me? I’ve lived more than half my life as a businessman. I’m confident in handling money and running businesses.”

His words caught my attention again.

Confident, my ass.

You ruined your doll factory!!

That means you’re terrible at business!!

A perfect candidate!!

If I gave this man money and entrusted him with a business, wouldn’t he ruin it spectacularly?

“I want to entrust you with the construction of the temple. Please rent the equipment, including excavators, oversee the construction, dig the ground, and command the workers to build the building. Master Yodel, please entrust all the funds needed for the construction to Mr. Jonathan Karma.”

Puppy Grandpa will say OK to anything I ask.

“I will do so! Saint!!”

“Thank you. Thank you, Saint. I will never forget that you healed my daughter, not even in death. I will help you perform miracles by your side. Thank you.”

Jonathan Karma disappeared after expressing his deepest gratitude.

It’s over now.

There can’t be more, right?

“Don’t you need to rest?”

I forgot!!

The four-armed nuclear bomb witch!

The witch, approaching me with her four arms modestly folded, asked with a smile.

She’s truly terrifying, even after seeing her again.

It doesn’t make sense that she can just wave her wand and teleport an entire factory to the outskirts of the capital, does it?

What’s in front of me is a monster.

I need to calm down.

“I was just about to go to sleep. The ground is really warm. Thank you.”

I’m going to sleep. So please leave quickly.

It’s scary watching you.

I tried to quickly pretend to lie down, but the witch was faster. She came up to me and grabbed my hand.

Wow, I’m scared shitless.

This is truly terrifying.

I unconsciously started sweating and trembling.

“You’re trembling again. Is it a divine trance?”

The witch, with her two spare hands after holding both of mine, touched my forehead with concern.

It’s not a divine trance.

It’s just my body trembling in fear of disappearing with you.

“It’s nothing. You don’t have to worry about it.”

Yes! Don’t worry about it and just disappear!!

Stop coming to find me!!

That’s what I meant, but it seemed like the witch took my words differently.

“You’re truly noble.”

The witch’s eyes reddened.

Her eyes were even welling up with tears.

It seemed she was mistaken, thinking I was a noble saint who was dedicating and sacrificing himself for the people despite enduring a divine trance.

“Name. I want to know your name, Saint. I couldn’t hear it properly last time. Could you tell me?”

Her two hands, desperately grasping mine, sounded like a threat to me.

Was she saying she would crush me if I didn’t tell her my name?

Was she about to turn into a bomb again and explode?

I’m so fucking scared…

“It’s Jericho Amael. You can just call me Amael.”

“Master Amael…”

The witch murmured dreamily, as if in a trance.

The witch, with her eyes tightly closed, seemed to savor my name on the tip of her tongue, then gently lifted my hand and kissed the back of it.

“You have saved my everything, Saint.”

“I simply did what needed to be done.”

“Could you… could you kiss me one more time?”

The witch asked cautiously, her face flushed and excited.

What will happen if I don’t?

It’s a pretty terrifying threat.

I carefully held her face and pulled her towards me.

And gently kissed her forehead.

Please don’t explode.

Yes.

I can kiss you a few more times.

As long as you don’t explode, I can kiss you…

“I am yours forever.”

After the kiss, the witch looked up at me with tears in her eyes, her face as if it were melting.

Her fingers gently touched my lips.

She smiled, ecstatically caressing my lips.

Her eyes were crying, but her mouth was smiling.

She looked like she was rolling around in a pot of overwhelming emotions.

“I’ll be going now.”

The witch bowed politely and then disappeared.

Only after she was gone could I finally relax.

She won’t come back tomorrow, right?

I hope she never comes back.