Chapter 106

“What makes me a dummyyyyy?!” “Sorry to bother you!” Uroboros chirped. The Lucemia Labyrinth did not have what she wanted. With that realization, Uroboros set out afresh on her travels. All to achieve robust growth. The objective behind going to Arcane Court headquarters had completely slipped her mind as she set a course for the next Elements. “Someone! Anyone! Somebody, teach me the secret to growing big boobs!” In her haste, however, this all-knowing, all-powerful god had forgotten something. She had forgotten that among the many gods with their many games, there was another who loved mazes just like the Lucemia Labyrinth. She would be the one… Uroboros arrived in a certain Elements. This was an underground labyrinth rich with the smell of earth. It was so underground, in fact, the walls and ceiling were all made of dirt. And there in the main hall… “What?!” “Huh? What’s wrong, Li’l Mino?” “I thought I heard someone call me just now.” …were two gods playing cards together. The one called Li’l Mino had cow-like ears that pricked up as she looked around. “Someone calls for the human/beast-god, Minotaur!” “Uh… I don’t think so?” The other deity was a little girl wearing a hooded sea-blue outfit, and she didn’t sound very impressed. She sat there with her cards in her hand, her beloved trident plunged into the ground behind her. The Sea God Poseidon. A god she may have been, but she and the human/beast-god Minotaur referred to each other affectionately as “Li’l ’Don” and “Li’l Mino.” “You are obviously trying to escape a losing hand, Li’l Mino.” “A-am not! I’m sure I heard it! A voice seeking me out!” “And yet I did not hear a thing.” Poseidon smacked the ground impatiently, like a child eager to get back to her game. “Anyway, someone might seek help from me, but why would they ever come to you, Li’l Mino? Your only redeeming quality is that huge rack.” “Yeah, you’re right…” “Erk?! I thought I was mocking you, so why do I feel like you just dunked on me?!” “Hee-hee! You are so cute, Li’l ’Don. C’mon over here.” Minotaur was the “bull” god. By far, her most striking physical characteristic was a chest that seemed to scream Well? How about this?! Her chest was so imposingly ample that if she so much as turned around, it shook violently. It was such a sight that when Leshea and Nel had witnessed it, they had both cried out, “Look at the size of those!” “You really are right, though. My only redeeming qualities are the size of my chest and my cute voice, and how tolerant and broad-minded I am, and how demure and calm I am, and how good at games I am…” “Now you’re just boasting,” said Poseidon. Minotaur had picked her friend up in a hug so tight that Poseidon’s head was half-buried in the valley of her chest. “Maybe. But I really do think I heard something.” “It must be your imagination. Some fool snake is prattling on, but there’s no need to listen to her.” “So you can hear it!” “I can’t have her interrupting our game.” “True enough!” So the divine pair ignored Uroboros completely and went back to playing cards.