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“Hmph.”
The goddess, Beleira, smirks arrogantly with her arms crossed.
“That proves it. You’d hate it even a little if that girl died, right? This threat works.”
The hypnosis didn’t work. Did she investigate some condition after I said it doesn’t work on monsters?
“Beleira. Do a hundred push-ups.”
“Ah!?”
Beleira drops and starts doing push-ups.
“N-No! Stop! This’ll make me sweat. It’s hard…! Ngh! Grr!”
She can’t undo the suggestion already in place. That’s a relief.
“How’d you block my hypnosis? Tell me.”
“Urgh…! Gods… can split their consciousness to make clones. I thought maybe it wouldn’t work then… I wasn’t sure.”
“So it’s not related to it not working on monsters?”
“I really don’t know about that… ngh! It’s tough.”
Whining after barely ten.
I knew from the goblins that hypnosis isn’t guaranteed, but this is kinda annoying. Or am I just too arrogant?
Thinking it’d work on gods no matter what.
“Have you ever thought of telling other gods this trick to hurt me?”
“Never.”
“Why not?”
“Because I didn’t plan to kill you.”
“Stop the push-ups.”
That last bit has a weird mix of affection and resentment. Since it’s from a suggestion, I can trust it. Though she said she was human once, so it’s not eternally reliable.
Overall, Beleira doesn’t hate me enough to kill me. But she’d gamble Isti’s life to break free. That’s how it looks.
“Undo the suggestion. Then your precious s1ave will be safe.”
“Trust you? A coward who’s sneaking around to dodge my hypnosis?”
“Who’s calling who a coward!?”
This is tricky.
I did put the keyword 「Obey my commands」 on Beleira, but ordering 「Don’t harm Isti」 in a trance state would be more certain.
What I mean is, commands in a trance sink deep into a human’s—or any sentient being’s, including gods—subconscious, where complex factors mesh and take effect.
They can’t think around it.
But if I make her obey first, then give orders to her conscious mind after waking her, she can recognize she’s being forced, sparking resistance. Even if I order her not to harm Isti, she could sic underlings on a place Isti might be and play dumb. That kind of self-deceptive logic could nullify it.
“To undo my suggestion, you’d need to recall your clone and get hit by my hypnosis again. What if I put an even worse suggestion on you then?”
“Without mutual trust, this deal’s impossible anyway, right?”
“You’d trust me?”
“Yeah. I’ve got no choice.”
“How do I trust you?”
“Ask if I’m serious. I can’t lie to you, right?”
Pretty clever. Since she has to answer truthfully, she’s saying I should trust her too.
“Are you serious?”
“By the name of Goddess Beleira, I’ll deal honestly, no lies.”
“Nah, pass.”
“Grr…!!”
“Do push-ups. Don’t stop till I say.”
“Ahh!?”
“You think I’d risk Isti like that?”
“Then what about me…?”
“Why are you so desperate to break the suggestion anyway?”
“Is that even a question? I’m a goddess—bound and subjugated by a human? A goddess should always be beautiful and elegant.”
“Oh? So if that’s resolved, there’s no issue?”
Beleira lifts her head mid-push-up, struggling.
“Wh-What do you mean…?”
“You called Isti a s1ave earlier. She’s not a s1ave. She’s my girlfriend right now, technically.”
“Huh…?”
“You’ll be my first s1ave, Beleira. I’ll make sure it doesn’t bother you anymore.”
“D-Don’t joke!”
“I’m serious.”
I’d shelved the plan to corrupt a goddess, but now I’ve changed my mind.
Time to break her here.
I approach Beleira as she does push-ups.
“First, a s1ave needs a name, right?
Four syllables is too long. Let’s go with Bella. You’re Bella now. My s1ave, Bella.”
“Shut up…! Enough with the insults. Underestimate a 4-rank goddess and—”
“Bella, bow down to me.”
“Ugh!?”
Bella bows flat before me.
“You seem to know human culture well. You know what this means, right?”
“I do. It’s… humiliation.”
Bella’s b0dy trembles.
“Think this is it?”
I take off one shoe and stomp her head with my bare foot.
“Ngh!”
Bella’s forehead slams into the floor.
“How’s it feel to be trampled by me?”
“Obviously awful… b-but it’s getting hot down there, and it feels weird… grr!”
“Not ‘down there.’ Say it right.”
“When you stepped on me, my snatch got hot and felt weird.”
“That’s your true nature. Got it? Challenging me to a deal? A goddess is beautiful and elegant? No suggestion, no hypnosis—that’s just you.”
“No way.”
Of course, it’s the vulgarity I planted with a suggestion. She’d never know.
“Then ask your heart, loving this while being trampled. Are you really beautiful and elegant?”
“…! …!!”
“Don’t fight your nature. Being your truest self is happiest. You were born to be my s1ave goddess.”
“Such harsh words…”
“Felt good, didn’t it?”
“Y-Yeah, it did. I wanted you to say more.”
“How’s that? That’s your truth. Now declare: ‘I am your obedient snatch goddess. Please step on me more.’”
“I am… your…”
I press harder on Bella’s head.
“Obedient snatch goddess… Please step on me more.”
I crouch, grab Bella’s hair, and lift her head.
She glares at me with blazing eyes, “Think you can bind me with fake words?”
She says that, but the venom’s gone from her tone—no real threat left. It’s more like a desperate bluff, scared inside but refusing to look weak.
“We’ll find out by asking now.”
Bella’s face pales, “No…! Don’t look inside!”
“Tell me what you just thought, Bella.”
“Bella actually wants to be Master’s… exclusive snatch s1ave goddess… Please pamper me… a lot…” Her death-glare while saying this is the best.
Worth trampling and breaking her. The submission suggestion’s locked in irreversibly now.
Time to confirm.
To her, who can only answer truthfully, I say, “Bella, still want the suggestion undone?”
“No, I don’t. I won’t think that anymore… I like being Master’s s1ave.”
“Still want to hurt Isti?”
“I can’t hurt Master’s girlfriend…”
“Good job, my s1ave.”
As I pet her head, Bella’s fierce face softens. She’s still got that reluctant look, like she doesn’t want to admit she enjoys it, but I like that.
A goddess forced to spill her heart and face humiliation.
“Get up now.”
Bella stands, crosses her arms, and acts like nothing happened.
“Hmph…! Don’t think you’ve tamed me with this wordplay. Just wait. …I’ll definitely come back.”
The s1ave-declared goddess flees like she’s escaping.
She’ll definitely come back? Looking forward to it.
“Decal? Done talking?” Isti peeks out.
“Waited long?”
Isti hesitates before saying, “I saw a little.”
“Hm…”
I’m not sure what to say.
“It was loud, so I wondered what was happening.”
True, even in a big dress room, there’s no way Isti wouldn’t hear.
“If you want, Darling, I can do it too.”
“Do what?”
“Get stepped on, insulted… Insults… I’d hate if they’re too harsh, but…”
“…I won’t make you do that.”
“If you want, I’ll endure being t0rmented.”
She must’ve misunderstood after seeing me treat the goddess harshly.
“Oh? Then endure this.” I tickle Isti relentlessly.
“Ngh!? Ahh, stop it!”
I brush it off playfully.
She doesn’t even ask about hypnosis or suggestions—those risky words. To her, I’m probably the most trusted person in the world, so it makes sense. That’s why I get to see Isti’s purest face.
“Pick out any cl0thes you like?”
“…I’d like you to choose, Darling.”
“Me?”
“Can’t you…?”
When she asks like that, I want to make even the impossible happen.
Let’s skip anything too revealing. Fine when it’s just us, but I can’t let her walk around in that.
A mini dress with good mobility like now would be nice.
I spot something eye-catching.
“This one.”
“You like it, Decal?”
“Yeah, it’d look pretty on you.”
“Then…”
“Oh, and this for underwear.”
“This… it’s kinda naughty.”
“Wear it.” I coax Isti into putting on the slightly risqué underwear and mini dress.
“Does it suit me?”
“Really pretty.”
Isti beams at my words.
We hold hands and return to the Water and Grass Inn, just like when we came to the Eight-Colored Clam Castle.
It’s a different world, but time seems to flow almost the same.
Seems odd, but I stop overthinking it.
I eat with Isti and leave the Water and Grass Inn.
Oddly, the guild building’s noisy again today.
Why should I be bothered? Isti’s right here with me.
Curiosity pulls me closer.