“So, what place is this?”
The black-haired, black-eyed youth was currently standing in a boundless pitch-black space, speaking to the young girl in front of him.
He remembered that just a moment ago he was still…
Screech!
Oh, that sharp braking sound in his mind made him recall—he had been hit and killed by a car.
What bad luck.
“It’s so dark, this wouldn’t be some kind of hell, right? I shouldn’t have done any completely heartless beastly things while I was alive.”
The youth was a bit at a loss.
“This isn’t hell, you know.”
Just then, the young girl in front of the youth finally opened her eyes, smiled, and began speaking to him.
The girl was born fair and pretty.
Her crane-like white hair and youthful face, paired with that pure white long dress, made her look especially ethereal.
The reason he was observing so carefully wasn’t because the youth had taken a fancy to her or anything.
It was just that compared to the other party, his own set of black casual clothes looked a bit lacking in presence.
Rustle.
A small booklet that looked like the Book of Life and Death suddenly appeared in the girl’s hand, and then she began gently reading out the other party’s entire life.
“Let me see, the name is Ryuji? Age twenty, likes playing games, no particularly outstanding strengths, cause of death is… pfft.”
When she read to Ryuji’s cause of death, she suddenly let out a light laugh, adding a touch of liveliness to her solemn and beautiful face.
But in the next second, Ryuji no longer thought that way.
“Playing on his phone while walking and getting hit by a car? Hahahaha!”
The way the other party burst into loud laughter completely prevented Ryuji from associating her with any kind of Yama or Satan who managed the underworld and hell.
What was going on now?
Was the other party purely here to amuse herself at his expense?
“Ahem, sorry, sorry, I haven’t introduced myself yet.”
Seeming to notice the disdain in Ryuji’s eyes, the girl coughed once to cover her embarrassment, then stepped down from the throne filled with luxurious decorations.
Her left hand rested on her chest as she said solemnly:
“I am the Nameless Goddess, the great deity who grants a way out to you lost lambs!”
However, this appearance that might have been extremely solemn in the other party’s imagination was a completely different scene in Ryuji’s eyes.
A girl who looked about fifteen and seemed to be playing cosplay, standing here saying some awkward chuuni lines that he wouldn’t even dare to think of.
Oh my god!
What kind of torture was this?!
This place was definitely hell!
But even though his toes were curling as he thought this, these words were definitely not something Ryuji would say out loud.
“Then… Goddess? Are you going to guide me to rebirth or something right now?” He recalled the other party’s earlier exaggerated self-introduction.
He was already dead now.
After this it would probably be like those skits in novels, becoming a baby and randomly living another life somewhere?
Wait, what if his luck was bad and he started in a toilet, or in a trash bin behind a bar?
Forget it, that would all be for the next life’s him to consider.
Anyway, he was already dead now.
“Hehe, feel lucky, mortal. Coming to me, you can bring your current memories and body to achieve a complete transmigration~”
Seeming to have seen through Ryuji’s thoughts, that goddess stood with hands on her hips and said proudly.
These words of hers startled Ryuji.
“If I go back like this, won’t it cause… wait, you mean I’m going to some other world?” Ryuji instantly reacted.
After all, if he just went back to his original world like this, it would definitely cause turmoil.
Moreover, the memory of being hit by a car in his head was still extremely clear, so this definitely wasn’t some prank show or anything.
“Hehe, your reaction is pretty quick.”
That goddess nodded, quite satisfied with Ryuji’s reaction.
“After all, I’m already dead, and a shorty claiming to be a goddess has appeared in front of me, so what’s the next process? Directly teleport me to another world? What’s your purpose? And at least tell me where I’m going, right?”
Ryuji rapidly fired off a bunch of questions like a hundred thousand whys.
That goddess wasn’t annoyed by this.
Instead, the corners of her mouth curved up slightly.
Because she could see that although Ryuji’s tone was calm, the fact that he could ask so many questions in one go meant the other party was actually very excited.
This made things much easier to handle.
“I took a look at your past experiences. Otaku, huh? Do you know of that ‘Wuthering Waves’?” The goddess leisurely flipped through the small booklet recording Ryuji’s life.
“Never played it.” Ryuji spread his hands.
“Eh?!”
The goddess’s strange cry made Ryuji’s head hurt again.
This was completely a little kid who liked yelling and shouting…
“This is very normal. I’m twenty, a college student, not at the age for playing gacha games. You’re not going to throw me into a world I completely don’t understand, are you…”
Toward the end, Ryuji looked at that goddess a bit fearfully.
“Hehe~”
An ominous premonition…
Seeing that goddess’s appearance, Ryuji could only sigh in resignation in the end.
Anyway, being able to transmigrate once while bringing his existing memories and body was already considered his good fortune.
“So… great Nameless Goddess, before my journey begins, do I have any golden finger?”
Ryuji discovered that when he said these words at this moment, he actually didn’t feel any shame at all.
As expected, when asking for favors, dignity and such weren’t important at all.
As for whether there would be a golden finger?
A goddess had already appeared in front of him.
If the other side still didn’t prepare a golden finger for him, that would be far too low-class.
He had heard that these days gacha games casually had scenes of destroying heaven and earth or world-ending apocalypses.
It was better to have some self-defense stuff.
“Of course there’s a golden finger, but because I personally prefer dramatic developments, so…”
As she spoke, that goddess waved her large hand, and a huge prize wheel appeared beside her.
There were many patterns on it.
Ryuji had watched many anime, so he basically recognized them all.
“Rasengan, Zanpakuto, Devil Fruit… there are so many good things?” Ryuji was slightly surprised.
“But what you draw in the end still depends on your own luck~ If your luck is bad and you draw this, I won’t give you any after-sales service either~”
Ryuji looked in the direction the goddess pointed and discovered it was a red bamboo booklet.
“Records of the Great Thousand”
This instantly made cold sweat stream down him.
After all, he was just an ordinary person.
Drawing this self-harm divine artifact was no different from “thank you for your patronage.”
“Truly casual…” After complaining once, Ryuji stepped forward and placed his hand on the pointer of that huge prize wheel.
Ding-a-ling~
As Ryuji turned that huge prize wheel, a flashy notification sound effect appeared.
Afterward, while the lottery was spinning, he took the chance to ask that goddess one last question:
“By the way, at least tell me in the end why it was specifically me who came here.”
Although this goddess looked pure and cute, Ryuji actually felt very uncertain inside.
He didn’t think he was that lucky, to coincidentally become that one in over a billion who could freely get a ticket for an otherworld tourism trip.
“There’s no particular reason.”
Regarding Ryuji’s question, that goddess only boredly played with her long hair a bit.
“It’s just that I sit in this pitch-black place every day ferrying the souls of the dead, which is so boring. So I guide lost lambs like you to other worlds, thinking that after you die you’ll come back and report your interesting otherworld experiences to me~”
Ding-a-ling!
After that goddess finished speaking, the pointer of the prize wheel just happened to land on the golden finger belonging to Ryuji.
Boom!
But before Ryuji could even go check it, he felt the ground beneath his feet empty out, and finally a wave of weightlessness struck.
“Have a pleasant journey~”
After that goddess said this with a smiling expression to the flustered Ryuji mid-air below, this space once again returned to a stretch of pitch black.
Afterward, she waved her large hand, and all the other “golden finger” icons on that prize wheel fell off, leaving only the pattern carved with the shadows of ten creatures in the end.
[Ten Shadows Technique]
Looking at that pattern, She recalled that trace of expectation and excitement that Ryuji had revealed earlier, then couldn’t help but smile.
“Mortals are truly easy to understand.”