"Well then..." I cleared my throat, only to get interrupted by the large crowd surrounding us.

"Hey, we did our part, so give us the food!" They roared.

"Oh right, I totally forgot." Sab placed it on the cloudy ground in front of him before turning to the seraphim, "By the way, miss, would you mind taking us to your abode?"

"Yeah, I think that's probably for the best." She giggled, flying over and lifting both of us right off the ground before ascending.

It seems she figured out the truth behind Sab's pan a while ago if she's so willing to follow our lead. I'm glad too, because the moment those angels down below open the lid covering the nonexistent contents of the pan, they'll be raising pitchforks before you know it. She really did save our skin with this act of kindness.

"So Miss, your initials are F.O?" Sab peeked down at the hands she was holding us with.

"Sab!" I scolded him, "Don't be rude!"

"What? I just wanna know what we should call her!"

"Haha, no, it's only natural to be curious." The girl chuckled, "Yes, those are my initials. But really, I don't at all like how the Gods added that feature, so I just chose my own name instead."

"Feature?" I raised an Eyebrow, "I've been wondering this for a while now, but how come you talk like you've been here longer than everyone else? Heaven 2.0, to my knowledge, is only on its first day still."

"Oh yeah, you said too that you earned your wings." Sab recalled, "There's no way it takes less than a day to do so, right? What's up?"

"...It's not worth explaining." She brushed it off, "Rather, my name. You can call me Vastoria."

She's dodging the question like it's some sort of virus. Hmm, fine, I guess I won't press her on the matter too much. After all, Vastoria did just save us from the angry crowd down below.

"Vastoria, eh? Vastoria F.O." Sab snorted.

"Not everyone has to follow our made up naming scheme, Sab..." I groaned, "Vastoria, I think it's a wonderful name. By the way, we're Sab and Migu."

"Ah, after your initials, how cute." She smiled as we landed on the island finally, "Right, we're here. Please follow me inside the house, I'll set up some tea and biscuits."

F-Food! Did she just say that as a joke, or is she actually serious!? Wait, there's actually food in Heaven 2.0? Ah, I guess it makes sense, it should be a paradise that contains everyone's greatest wishes, so statistically there should be at least a few gluttons around. But really—a frilly pink house on a floating island, serving her guests tea and biscuits... Vastoria is quite cute herself, I must say.

"Wait here." She had us seated in front of the living room table, "I don't get many guests, as you can imagine. Most people don't even bother to look up and see the island, so what can I say? I'm rather excited to have you here with me."

"The same goes for us." I nodded happily, "Thank you for inviting us."

"Of course! If there's anything else you would like to know, please don't hesitate to ask." She practically skipped on over to the kitchen.

What an adorable specimen! I bet she was popular with the guys. Hell, if she's got me feeling butterflies in my stomach, then you know she's doing something right! And those wings... Hey, I have an idea.

"Right, here you are." She placed down our cups with cookies to go along with them, "Now, we can beg-EEP!"

"S-" I gasped, "She squealed! Sab, did you see that!? It was so adorable, I just pinched her wing a bit, and she yelped like a puppy!"

"Hey, when'd you switch from being a masochist to a sadist?" He had on a rather uncomfortable scowl.

"M-Migu, please refrain from touching our golden bits so carefreely..." She tried to compose herself in front of us, "Angels and seraphim, though our white skin is numb to any pain or feeling, our golden bits are proportionately just as sensitive."

"Wow~, really? I didn't know that~" I played dumb, "Sorry, my golden part is kind of out of my way, so I never explored it. Hey, to make us even, would you like to touch mine?"

Hehe, all part of the plan! She's so sweet when she gets flustered like this, I'm really into it! Not to mention, she's quite naive, so she'll definitely accept my proposal! And now with this, I can get away with making her yelp like that by having her do the same to me! Ah, then again, it hurt pretty badly when Sab did it. Well, after hearing Vastoria's adorable squeal, I'd say it's well worth any pain she can deal.

"Then, I'll take you up on that offer." She decidedly reached for my back.

Slowly, carefully, her finger approached it. It was obvious from the way she was squirming about that this was her first time. Granted, the same goes for me. Actually, the more she held off due to her own uncertainty, the more anxious the wait got for me. My body tensed up, my shoulders raised, and my Eyes shut tightly. In this moment, even my breathing became audible and ragged. I felt her finger finally scrape my most sensitive part, carefully tracing up each vertebrate until she reached the neck, from which she circled back around to the bottom. The sensation, there was no pain at all, unlike with Sab. She was gentle...

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

"Hmm..." I admittedly let out a soft moan.

"S-Sorry, that must've hurt!" She immediately stopped, retreating back to her seat with a bright Red face, "I think that was more than enough to make us even."

Meekly, she sipped her tea and stuffed her mouth full with biscuits. Maybe, could it be that she enjoyed it as well? Hehe, how cute... Ah, I forgot Sab was in the room with us.

"Y-Yeah, you went too far..." He looked on with a bewildered look on his face, "S-So, to make it even, I think Migu should..."

"No more back and forth!" Vastoria demanded.

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"So, are all seraphim wings golden?" I asked as I victoriously took a sip of my tea.

"Yes, we all have sensitive wings, if that's what you're asking." She sighed, "Every body part replaced or added in Heaven 2.0's spare parts room is made of pure gold. That's what the other seraphim told me, at least."

"How many of you are there?" Sab inquired.

"Oh, a bunch." She laughed, "Since all it takes is a bit of initiative, it's quite easy to become one."

"Then, could we also...?" I alluded to it.

"No." She immediately declined, "Please don't take it the wrong way. It's just that the info on how to become one is classified. Of course, if you snoop around a bit for yourself, I'm sure you can join me."

Damn, so close. Gaining wings would be an incredible asset to have, so I think I should make that my next assignment. As for Sab, he seems quite perplexed about another thing.

"Apart from the wings, you don't appear to have any other golden bits on you." He gazed at her body to no avail.

"Now who's being perverted?" I joked.

"Haha, I can understand where the confusion comes from. Hardly anyone exists here without a single golden part on them, after all." Vastoria giggled, "Mine is on the inside. My heart."

"A golden heart?" I tilted my head, "What kind of injury did you have prior to becoming an angel for that to get replaced?"

"Who knows?" She shrugged, "Ah, but I do have one other golden part that you can actually see. It is a bit embarrassing, though."

You had me at "Vastoria's embarrassing secret". I wonder which part it is? There's nothing on her body, so maybe it's under her hair? A possible head injury on her scalp, it's not as odd as you may think. Hmm, apart from that, what else?

"...My right toe, it's-" She bashfully raised it.

Poke.

"Eep!" She whimpered.

"Stop sexually harassing the poor girl!" Sab smacked me on the back of the head, though it didn't really do much, "Seriously, do I really have to be the voice of reason here!?"

"It's fine, we're both girls, after all." I said with a smug yet dubious smile.

"That excuse doesn't exist in my time period." He groaned, "I don't care if it's a guy or a girl or a damned attack helicopter, don't touch your host's special places after they've invited you into their house!"

"Attack helicopter?" Vastoria tilted her head, "In any case, I have to agree with Sab on this one. Migu, I know you like to joke around, but please don't touch my golden parts so openly."

"...So you're fine with it so long as I touch the White parts?" I suggested.

"No, that's-! Hrmm..." She pouted, "Fine, not like I would feel it, anyways."

Immediately, I stood up from my seat with a newfound passion coursing through my veins. With vigor unmatched, I paced towards her seat and gave her a big ol' hug. She was caught off guard by my energy, so she jolted a bit once I embraced her. Nonetheless, she was right. Guess hugs kind of lose their meaning in Heaven 2.0, given I don't feel anything from it...

"Sorry, I had my fill." I backed away, only to notice the tears in her Eyes, "Vastoria?"

"Sniffle... Ah? Sorry, I..." She broke down soon after, "I just remembered something. No, ignore these tears, they mean nothing."

Really now? Usually, when a person starts sobbing after a hug, that means they must have really needed it. A golden heart, eh... Maybe her human counterpart didn't actually have a physical complication. Possibly... they say a human can die of a broken heart.

"We should get out of your hair." I awkwardly stated, "Gotta try our best to become seraphim as well! Ain't that right, Sab?"

"Yeah!" He raised his fist after he got up as well, "Vastoria, thank you for everything."

"Y-Yeah..." She tried composing herself for us, but it obviously wasn't working.

"...We can stay until you calm down-" I suggested.

"Migu, no. You've done enough." Sab lightly reprimanded me, "Give the girl some space."

"I'll be alright." Vastoria finally calmed down enough for the tears to stop, "Then, let me fly you down."

"Meh, we'll just take the leap of faith." I chuckled, "Not like we'll feel any pain from it, much less die. Just rest up and calm down for now and once you do, come find us so we can hang out again!"

"Again?" She inquired with a melancholy tone.

"Yeah, another day." Sab waved before jumping off the ledge.

"See you soon!" I followed suit.

"Another... day." Vastoria muttered.

The fall down to the ground floor took a lot less time than the actual ascent. Not dissing Vastoria by any means, but I guess it's important to take note of the flight speed. From what I've gathered, seraphim wings seem to be better suited for horizontal movement more so than vertical, but she didn't seem winded from the exercise regardless. Either she's just in great shape, or it doesn't use up any energy. If that's the case, then traversing Heaven 2.0 must be a trivial task for seraphim.

"Oop!" I landed face first onto the cloudy ground, "It didn't hurt a bit, but it still feels scary. How'd it go for you, Sab?"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH-!" He screamed in agonizing pain, "DAMN MY HOOPS, THERE WASN'T ANY WAY TO AVOID THEM HITTING THE GROUND WHEN I FELL!"

"Except there was?" I mocked him, "Why not just stick the landing with your legs?"

Guess the bigger the golden areas are on your body, the more uncomfortable your life will be in this new world. Again, not really fair to give someone that got brutally mutilated a bunch of super sensitive zones, but the Gods work in mysterious ways. As for this guy, he got up after a couple of minutes. He's lucky the crowd that was previously angry with us over the pan incident left us alone, otherwise I would've ran without him.