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Chapter 52: Worst Day Ever

Makoto’s POV

Today was officially the worst day of his life.

After finding out that his parents had made a deal with a Goddess of another world and basically promised her one of their children, Makoto thought that it would be all uphill from there.

He was getting the general isekai treatment after all, and going by the literal thousands of stories Japan had made about the topic, he was set for life.

That was not the case at all, however.

Upon meeting the Goddess who would send him off to his new life, who he had to begrudgingly admit was a true beauty, his life had once again taken a hit.

The blonde beauty with a rotten personality had taken one look at him and immediately made a disgusted face and called him extremely ugly, which had hurt his feelings even if he didn’t admit it.

Before Makoto could get a word in, she had immediately lost interest in him and then warned him to stay away from the other Hyumans before sending him to the edges of the world so he wouldn’t spread his ugliness to the others.

Extremely offended, and his feelings kind of hurt again, Makoto cursed the goddess in his mind, doing his best to not let the situation get to him and only partially succeeding.

Luckily, it seemed there was only so much bad luck a person could have in one day, as another God had appeared before him. A nice one for a change.

Tsukuyomi-sama had then apologized for the actions of his fellow deity before gifting him with some abilities and then sending him on his way with well wishes.

Extremely grateful, Makoto promised himself to build a shrine for him later or something for the help he had given him.

He had just had to somehow navigate his way through the wasteland and make his way back to human—or Hyuman—civilization, which he thought wouldn’t be too hard.

He had been wrong again.

Makoto had severely underestimated just how big the Wasteland was, and he had spent almost half a day without seeing any structures or other creatures.

Thirsty, hungry, and tired from all the walking he had done, Makoto forced himself to continue walking, keeping his eyes peeled for a good spot to rest for a while.

Of course, because his luck was the shittiest ever, when he finally does find someone, that someone immediately calls him a monster—which again hurts his feelings a little—and points a blade at him.

Looking at his appearance, he couldn’t help but grumble internally, since he just had to meet the most handsome teen he had ever seen in his life, and he was completely straight.

A guy so handsome that he felt ugly just being in front of him, and the guy’s almost glowing skin and glowing eyes didn’t help matters.

Once more he cursed the shitty goddess in his mind before he paused as he realized something.

‘…Wait, I thought Hyumans couldn’t understand me, yet he clearly responded to something I said,’ Makoto thought in realization as he widened his eyes and looked at him more carefully. ‘He looks completely human too, or Hyuman I mean. Ugh, it’s going to take some time getting used to that.’

Preoccupied with his thoughts, he completely overlooked that the guy was releasing a terrifying aura, to the point that it was causing a literal earthquake, and a major one at that.

That little detail almost cost him, as he yelped and barely avoided what looked like a magical projectile that was launched at his head.

“Stop scheming, you scoundrel, and face your death with dignity!” the still-unknown pretty boy exclaimed in a dramatic fashion that took Makoto out of the seriousness of the situation.

‘Why is he speaking like that!?’ Makoto thought incredulously before slapping his cheeks, since that was irrelevant at this point and he had to remember that his life was currently in danger.

“Wait!” Makoto pleaded again as he raised his hands in a sign of surrender. “You can understand me, right? I’m not a monster! I’m human—er, Hyuman! There’s no need for violence,” Makoto tried to explain desperately.

The teen tilted his head for a moment before frowning a moment later, making a pit form in his stomach. “Hyuman? You?” he asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked down at him with a skeptical look.

“Impossible!” he declared a moment later with a sure look and a shake of the head. “I have never met a Hyuman as ugly as you, so your lies won’t save you, monster,” he finished as he raised his finger again with magic swirling for what looked to be another attack.

“It’s not my fault, okay! I was born this way! I can’t help it!” he yelled in indignation as the insults finally got to him and he responded automatically.

Even if he wasn’t the most handsome person, Makoto had never been so insulted to his face like this in his entire life. It’s not his fault that all of his parents’ good looks had gone to his older sisters.

“Just die,” the teen responded before Makoto was forced to dodge for his life as a hail of magical bullets headed his way.

Screaming at the top of his lungs, he did his best to avoid being hit as the teen did his best to riddle him full of holes like Swiss cheese.

After dodging for several moments, a light bulb went off in his head as he realized that he had an ability of his own gifted to him by Tsukuyomi-sama.

Coming to a stop and breathing for a moment, he yelled out the name of the technique.

“Sakai!”

Immediately after, a spherical barrier formed around him, and to his relief it was strong enough to block the hail of magical bullets without a problem.

“Yes! Thank you, Tsukuyomi-sama! I’m definitely making a shrine for you later!” Makoto yelled in happiness.

“Oh, finally going on the offensive, huh? Very well, then I should stop holding back then,” the teen’s ominous words brought Makoto back to the present.

Looking out across where he stood, he saw him with his index finger pointed at him, and on the tip of said finger an astronomical amount of magic was gathering, causing a shiver to go down his back in fright.

Just from the feel of it alone, he could tell with a mere glance that if that hit him, there would be nothing left of him, even with the barrier protecting him. The sound only added to how utterly fucked he was, as he heard a high-pitched, metallic ringing that made it sound as if reality itself was tearing apart.

His face paling in fear, Makoto followed what every instinct in his body was telling him and ran away as fast as he could without looking back, a silent mantra repeating in his mind.

‘Gotta get away. Gotta get away. Gotta get away.’

His thoughts came to a grinding halt as the bastard appeared in front of him out of nowhere, causing him to come to a screeching halt.

“It’s the end of the line, monster,” the teen declared coldly with an expressionless face.

Knowing there was nothing he could do, seeing as he literally knew nothing about magic or his abilities, having not practiced with them yet in the short time he was here, Makoto closed his eyes in acceptance as a bitter feeling rose up his throat at how shitty his isekai adventure had turned out.

In his mind he said goodbyes to his family and apologized to Tsukuyomi-sama for wasting his gift on him before everything went dark a moment later.

“Cero Oscuras!”

He ignored the strange and weird sensation of being absorbed, thinking it nothing but a figment of his imagination before death claimed him.

Darkness.

For an unknown amount of time, darkness was all he felt and saw.

In a move that took him by surprise, though, the next moment he heard the sound of laughter as he felt his senses return to him.

“Wahahaha~ Your face! You should see the look on your face! Wahahaha~”

With some hesitation, Makoto summoned his courage and opened his eyes, only to immediately feel his eyes start twitching at the sight of the teen who he thought had killed him rolling on the ground in literal tears of laughter while he pointed at him.

Slowly, and after several moments of confirming that he was not dreaming or hallucinating, it finally dawned on Makoto that he had just been pranked. He felt his eyebrows and face contort in anger as the teen continued laughing without a care in the world.

‘This utter bastard!’ Makoto thought in utter rage and embarrassment as he felt his fists tremble and was about to give in to the urge to sock the pretty boy in the face.

Immediately though, a feeling of danger and intense bloodlust hit him, causing him to freeze again as the guy finally calmed down somewhat and looked in a certain direction for a moment before looking at him with a small smirk.

“Those are some nice instincts you got there, kid. If you had gone through with your plan of attacking me, I wouldn’t have been able to hold them off,” he informed him calmly as he got off the ground and dusted himself off.

“Now, how about I officially introduce myself then?” he continued calmly with a small smile before he bowed a little theatrically at him.

“Name is Caius Aurelius. Pleasure to meet you, Hyuman from another world.” He casually revealed that he was aware of his status before throwing his thumb over his shoulder.

“And these lovely ladies are my subordinates. Say hi, girls,” he commanded.

Blinking, Makoto looked up and had to rub his eyes as he saw a literal angel floating down from above with white wings, a halo, and a suffocating presence that made him take a step back in wariness.

Something about the way she was looking at him raised all kinds of flags in his head, despite possessing an otherworldly beauty to her with her pink hair, golden eyes, and cross-shaped pupils.

His attention was then taken by another individual, this time a beautiful short-haired girl with black hair in a kimono, who appeared next to the now-named Caius. What drew his attention the most, though, was the similar expression on her face as the angel’s that sent chills down his back.

‘Crap, those girls are trouble. I just know it! Can my luck get any worse!?’

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Back to Caius

Standing silent, I watched with amused eyes as Jibril finally landed on my right, with Mio on my left, and both girls did their damn best to kill Makoto with their eyes alone.

Without a word I tossed a waterskin at the teen, who clumsily caught it before realizing what it was and starting to chug it down.

Unknown to the teen, several minutes had passed since his “death,” which I had used to absorb him and copy all of his abilities for my own before spitting him back out.

The kid truly did have monstrous mana reserves, at least compared to everyone else in this world.

‘No wonder he had little problems becoming the top dog in so little time,’ I thought silently as I felt Astra doing her thing in the background, like the little skill maniac she was.

Hearing the cute huff from her, I smiled before focusing as Jibril spoke up.

“Since it’s an order from my beloved Master, I will obey,” Jibril began with a sweet tone that did nothing to hide the cruelty behind her glowing eyes.

“The name bestowed by my beloved Master is Jibril. I will ask that you please don’t utter my name with your filthy mouth, okay?” Jibril finished in a chirpy tone and winked cutely, her words not disguising at all that she had just threatened him.

“I guess it’s my turn,” Mio said next with a similar expression as she took my arm between hers and coughed politely into her hand. “The name given to me by my beautiful Master is Mio. I will also ask that you please try your best not to wear it out.”

“…R-Right,” Makoto said with a small gulp as he took another step back at the clearly hostile tone the girls were giving him.

He didn’t get to say anything else, though, as he yelped before tripping as he lost his footing and landed on his ass in a crater behind him.

Clearly confused about what had happened, and ignoring the amused giggles coming from all three of us, Makoto turned his head to see what had caused him to fall, only to turn pale white again at what he saw.

Behind him and as far as the eye could see, it looked as if someone had taken a giant spoon and scraped everything away in a general direction.

Smiling in amusement as the kid witnessed the result of my Cero, because I wanted to show off a bit, a chuckle escaped my mouth as I saw Makoto turn back to me with widened eyes and an open mouth.

“Y-You mean you actually released that attack?” Makoto asked in almost a whisper as he realized just how close to death he really came.

Ignoring the giggling from Jibril and Mio, being the sadists that they were, I grinned and puffed out my chest in pride.

“Of course~ I had to make it look convincing after all,” I admitted without any shame.

I watched in growing amusement as his eyebrow started twitching again, but one look at Mio and Jibril and all anger vanished from his face as he let out a tired sigh and seemed to give up.

Letting the kid have his pity party, I hummed to myself at my next plans.

With Makoto’s powers, abilities, and memories now mine, along with the coordinates for his Earth, there was nothing keeping me here anymore.

The question was if my actions would doom this world, since Mio and Tomoe played a huge role in Makoto’s life in this world.

Clicking my tongue in annoyance, I closed my eyes and used the ability to see the future that I had gotten from Yhwach for the first time to see the different possibilities. The Almighty.

Normally I wouldn’t use such a thing, since I considered knowing every exact detail of the future and its possibilities incredibly dull and boring. What was the point in doing anything if you knew what was going to happen anyway?

It would kill any excitement and joy of life if I went on using such an ability, so it was normally turned off and forgotten unless something important came up.

Feeling a tiny bit sorry for the kid for poaching his future subordinates and home for myself, I figured I might as well see if he wasn’t going to die within a year and give him some advice.

After a few moments a frown crossed my face, getting the attention of Jibril and Mio, but I waved off their concerns with a wave of my hand and looked at Makoto, who had gone back to drinking water, as I thought over what I had seen.

In most of the futures I had foreseen, nothing good awaited him, and the number of good endings was pretty low for him.

Anything from becoming the next Demon Lord, massacring all races liked by the Goddess, being seen as a threat to humanity, and all kinds of dark stuff.

One of the few good ones that I saw was when he met the strongest Greater Dragon, Root, and formed a deep bond with her, causing the dragon to take on a female form to seduce and then marry Makoto down the line.

For that to happen, though, the shitty Goddess had to die.

‘Hmm, I guess the question now is, should I interfere more in this world than I already have? Or just leave and let them handle their own problems since it’s not my concern anyway?’ I thought to myself in contemplation.

My eyes then turned to Mio and Jibril, focusing more on the latter as another thought hit me.

‘I wonder how they would feel if I told them I’m thinking of offing this world’s creation goddess before moving on?’ I got my answer almost immediately as the picture of Jibril laughing maniacally while destroying everything in sight hit me.

‘What am I saying? The moment I mention it, she’s going to hump me dry,’ I thought in amusement as I leaned down and gave Jibril a smack on her bubbly and supple ass, causing her to moan loudly while an excited flush grew on her face.

Seeing the jealous look on Mio’s face, I rolled my eyes and smacked her ass too, getting a similar reaction.

“P-Please don’t do such things in front of me. At least wait until I’m gone!” Makoto suddenly yelled with a red face as he looked away from us and especially the lewd faces Jibril and Mio were currently making as they snuggled up to me.

“Hmph, shut it, virgin,” I taunted with a smirk that only grew as I heard him grind his teeth in anger.

‘Fuck it, we ball.’