And then she proudly laid out her great proposal or whatever.
The long and short of it was this:
There’s another world, different from our own, that is home to someone called the Demon King.
The Demon King’s invading army threatens that world. It’s a place of magic and monsters—in other words, a fantasy setting pretty much like those found in popular games like Dragon Hunter or MonsterQuest.
“So people who die in that world… Well, see, the majority of them were killed by the Demon King, right? And they don’t want to go through that again. So most of them refuse to be reborn. That means fewer and fewer babies are getting born there, and eventually the world will be ruined! So we thought…why not send someone who died in some other world off to this threatened one?”
I can’t imagine the headaches around that immigration policy.
“And we figured as long as we’re sending someone, it might as well be someone who died young, a blank slate. We’d send them with their body and memory intact. What’s more, since it would be silly to send someone over there just to die again, we decided to allow them to bring along any one thing they want. A powerful special ability, an incredible talent… Some people choose a legendary weapon… So how about it? You get another shot at life in a new world, and they get someone battle-ready to come to their aid. What do you think? Not bad, right?”
It really wasn’t bad.
I could feel my excitement ramping up, though. I liked games, sure, but I never thought I’d have the chance to live in a world just like one.
But before that, first things first…
“Um, just asking, but—what about the language in this new world? Can I speak it?”
“No worries there. Through the kind support of us deities, the language will be loaded into your brain when you go over, allowing you to learn it instantaneously. You’ll be able to read it, too, of course. There’s a slim chance that it would result in an overload that makes you go poof, if you’re not lucky. So! All that’s left is to pick your awesome ability or gear.”
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Did you just say I might go poof?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Yeah, you did.”
Even though she was a goddess, I found myself speaking bluntly, without any of the anxiety I’d felt until a few minutes ago.
…I had to admit, it was an attractive proposition.
True, I was worried I might go poof, but (not to brag) my luck had always been my only strong point, so I figured I would be fine.
Aqua thrust something like a catalog in front of my face.
“Take your pick. Any one thing. I’ll give you power second to none. Look. This one’s an amazing special ability. Here’s a legendary sword. Come on, anything at all. Just say the word, and you can bring it with you to your new home.”
I took the catalog from her and thumbed through the pages. It listed everything by name: “Super Strength,” “Profound Magic,” “the Sacred Sword Arondight,” “Muramasa, the Demon Blade.”
I got it. They wanted me to pick some power or item from this catalog.
Aww, man…how could I ever choose?
Maybe it was my gamer’s intuition speaking, but everything seemed totally broken.
What to pick, what to pick? Well, if there was gonna be magic there, then of course I would have to try it! So maybe some power that would involve the use of magic…
“C’mon, hurry up, will you? It doesn’t matter what you pick, anyway. No one’s expecting anything from some hikikomori video game otaku, so just grab something and get outta here! Come on—we haven’t got all eternity!”
“I-I’m not an otaku. And I died outdoors, so I’m not a hikikomori, either.” My reply was quiet, and my voice trembled. Aqua, toying with her hair, answered with complete disinterest:
“Look, I don’t care. You think you’re the only dead guy I’ve got to ferry to the afterlife today? Pick up the pace!”
Aqua leaned back in her chair, not even looking at me as she spoke. She was shoving some little snack in her mouth…
This girl! She meets someone for the first time, and what does she do? Make fun of how they died! She thinks she can do whatever she wants just because she’s kind of cute…
Naturally, her attitude made me pretty ticked off.
So she wanted me to hurry up and decide?
Fine, I’d decide.
Any one “thing” I wanted to take with me, right?
“…You, then.” I pointed at Aqua.
Aqua looked at me blankly and put another snack in her mouth.
“Hmm. Okay, stay inside this magic circle…”
Suddenly, she caught herself.
“W-wait. What did you say?”
At that moment…
“Your wish is received. Then, Lady Aqua, I shall tend to your duties henceforth.”
A winged woman appeared out of nowhere in a bright flash of light. She looked like some kind of angel.
“…What?” Aqua said stupidly. A blue magic circle appeared at her feet, and at mine.
Ooh, cool effects. Were we really headed to another world?
“Wait—what?! Y-you’ve gotta be kidding me! That wish doesn’t count, right? No way it counts! Wait! Waiiit!” She flailed ineffectually, tears flying from her eyes.
“Safe travels, milady,” the angel said to her. “Leave things to me. Whensoever you do defeat the Demon King, I shall send someone to retrieve you. Until then, allow me to attend to your duties.”
“Wait! Seriously, wait! I’m a goddess! I can heal people, but I don’t know how to fight! How am I supposed to defeat the Demon King?!”
The angel only glanced at the sobbing, prostrate Aqua, then gave me a gentle smile.
“Mr. Kazuma Satou. I will now send you to this new world, as one of the candidates for the hero who will defeat the Demon King. Whensoever you should do so, you will receive a gift from the gods.”
“A gift…?” I asked.
“Yes. One commensurate with the worth of a world saved. The gods will grant any one thing you should ask.”
“Cool!”
If I ended up getting sick of this new place, I could ask to go back to Japan, for example—
If I ended up getting sick of this new place, I could ask to go back to Japan, be filthy rich and surrounded by beautiful women, and spend the rest of my life playing video games! Just how decadent could a wish get?
“Hey, wait! That’s a great line—and it’s supposed to be mine!” It was Aqua again, bewailing the sudden loss of her job to this angel who’d come out of nowhere.
Frankly, I was rather pleased to see her like that. I pointed at Aqua.
“How does it feel to be dragged off to another world by the guy you were just making fun of? You’re the one ‘thing’ I’m bringing along—so you’d better use that goddess power of yours to make my life as cushy as I want!”
“Noooo! Pleeease don’t make me go to a new world with a man like this!!”
“Hero! I pray for your success as the one candidate of many who will bring low the Demon King. Now—hie you hence!”
The angel’s solemn invocation was disturbed only by Aqua’s cry:
“Nooooo! That’s myyy liiiine, tooooo!”
✦ ✦ ✦
Then the still-weeping Aqua and I were enveloped in a brilliant light…