"Look, it's only a week." She doesn't sound convincing at all.

Can she even teleport without hands?

She said I was slow but didn't realize her limits either. If this isn't a double standard, only because she's hot and a Goddess, I don't know what is.

"In a year in your dimension, I came across so many stories about traveling between worlds, it will be fun, I promise." She's not wrong.

I like those kinds of animes, but it's different when it happens to me. Still, what am I supposed to say to this?

From saving my life, we got to kidnapping, destroying my body, and then abandoning me after a few minutes.

This is a rough day, university or not.

"So it's safe? Nothing bad can happen to me here?" She better cough up the details before she retreats.

The fact, that she doesn't respond within a split second already freaks me out.

"You should be all right. I have a sturdy body." She begins, and this is when they usually say 'but'.

I can feel it, it's coming, the small print.

"It must have been ten years since I left, so they shouldn't look for me anymore." The pebble ponders, and there we go. I was right about questioning her.

So she spent a year in my world and that was ten years in hers.

This sounds less like a commute now and more of an escape. It's not reassuring in the slightest.

"What? Who would look for you and why?"

I must have made a scary face because she's backing off at neck-breaking speeds.

I wish I could see it too. It's still crazy to think, I'm in the body of the hottest girl I've seen. That's her only saving grace, and that you can't choke a pebble to death.

"There was an accident, but you don't have to worry about that." She notes, keeping her distance.

No, no, girl, you can be sure as hell that I'm worried about it.

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You saved my life by evaporating my body, and you want to leave me in another world I know nothing about for a week.

If this is how things go when it's all fine, what happens when she has an accident?

"I would suggest not to use magic while I'm gone, but I doubt you could learn it in a week anyway." She says, and the best I can do is cross my arms in front of my chest.

It's a weird sensation, until now, it was an easy task, but she has actual curves in there, and I can feel them. Crazy.

"What did you do?" I repeat the question, walking towards her. Slow and deliberate.

"A teleportation experiment went wrong, but again, nothing serious. Nobody died. To my knowledge, at least." This doesn't say much.

Since she can travel between worlds, she must know a lot about teleportation.

[Notice: Teleportation is an ancient form of magic, that has been long forgotten.]

[Many great Mages tried to find the lost knowledge in the past centuries, but only the Gates remained.]

[That is, until the Goddess of Luck, Alexandra, the Thirteenth Bride, closed them by accident.]

Betrayed by the system she made, the monotone AI voice rats her out in a second.

Even without knowing the details, closing these Gates sounds like a problem.

[Notice: These Gates connected the continent's capitols, enabling trade across vast distances.]

[Without them, trade and troop movements became slow, and the Crantan Empire collapsed.]

[This led to the Sealing of the Demon Lord and the Harem Wars.]

Wow, too much info, but it sounds even more serious. So the system is finally up and running, flooding my brain with information. Can the pebble also hear it?

I doubt it, she would act way more scared if she knew I was about to choke her, granite or not.

So why can't I use magic while she's gone? I won't even mouth the question, thinking about it is enough to trigger a response from the system.

[Notice: Every spell cast resonates with the caster's aura. It's like a fingerprint, allowing Seers to find certain Mages they're attuned to.]

[As the Goddess of Luck is on the loose for ten years, the Inquisition could still look for her magical imprints.]

A glance is enough at the pebble, and she figures out what's in my head. Is it the murderous intent, or my raised arms that betrays it?

It's hard to tell, but she is gaining altitude to get out of my way.

"So the Inquisition is after you because you started some war, but I shouldn't worry?!"

"As I said, it has been ten years. They have no reason to look for me right now." Whatever she claims, I'm not convinced.

"Unless you cast a spell and they home in on it, there's no way to find you."

"Any spell? Even if it fails?" I raise an eyebrow, stopping by the river.

The system and the pebble respond in unison.

[Notice: Any attempt to use mana counts.]

"Any attempt to use mana counts."

This warrants a facepalm. The granite block is also her. And she tried to make a homunculus. She warns me not to use spells and does it herself. Go figure.

"You urged me to do it." She must have figured it out, and now she tries to push the responsibility on me as if I had any idea.

"Well, what are the odds, that they still had a Seer trained on my signal after a decade, right?"

She tries to be convincing, but the way she keeps gathering distance between us tells me I should be mad.

"In any case! As I said, I will figure something out, and you know what? I will find a way to reproduce your original body with the closest accuracy. It's a promise."

This has to be the worst thing she could try to bribe me.

I want to ask her how she's planning on doing that, but before I can, she disappears in a flash.