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Chapter 1.5: The Forgetful "god"

“Hey wake up! I didn’t call you up here to lounge around in my living room!”

I wake up to see “god” in front of me once again.

“Hey Mitsuha, how are ya?” God gleefully asks.

“Hello… god-sama. May I ask the reason why I am summoned today is?” I wonder the reason for summoning me.

“It’s really nothing. I just forgot to give you some other skills that you said you wanted to have in one of your diaries.” He bluntly addresses the notebook he was reading. My diary?!

“Still you don’t really have to come through the trouble to summon me. Even more, if the reasons have to relate to the shameful unrealistic fantasies that I wrote.” I say with embarrassment as the fantasies in my diaries are not that much of a proud thing to read out loud.

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“HAHAHA! I understand that most kids your age would be wanting those abilities, and even more on the side that you wanted to have girls who like you. Since i got you into this mess I should take responsibility of properly prepare my champion since pretty much he’s going to die at some point.” He says.

A shivering pain run through my spine as the word “die” reach the deepest of my soul.

“Sorry to break it to you but you will die at some point…However, look at the bright side, you’re gonna get to be a hero that everyone loves.” In a serious tone, God informs me about my future demise.

“I…I…I understand. At least it’ll be a good adventure in the meantime, right?” I mutter these words after hearing what God had to say.

“Oh, that’s the spirit! As a reward, I’ll give you the best harem you can ever wish for.” God says with a gleeful smile.

“I would prefer not…” I humbly decline his offer due to my trauma with women in middle school.

“And I will even help you with your unconfident ways of dealing with women.” He says in a sarcastic tone.

As if dying wasn’t enough, he had to add more salt to the wound by giving me one of the things that I wanted the most and also feared the most, the love of a woman, or in my case many women.