I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 53

“Kaname of the Astrological Cauldron? I’ve heard that name somewhere before.”

Barbato and Aquila were casually chatting, weren’t they?

It came up in a discussion about prophecies.

I never expected to meet you here.

“I’m probably the black sheep among them. I can’t go into details, though.”

“So, what did that nuisance come here for?”

“Secret”

“Tch”

I can’t help but click my tongue.

“…Don’t click your tongue, there are things I can’t talk about either.”

“Earlier, you mentioned something called ‘Itakaruna.’ What on earth is that?”

“Ugh, were you listening…?”

Jill scratched her cheek, looking a bit embarrassed.

I believe there was a story about how those who defeat the demon beasts become demon slayers, told by Aquila.

Shall I try asking a bit more directly?

“Do even magical beasts have names?”

“I don’t like the term ‘demon beast’ because it sounds too noble. Well, as you might imagine, Itakaruna is the name of the divine beast residing within you.”

“Divine beast? Not a demon beast?”

“Yes, he is undoubtedly a god who maintains the harmony of the world.”

God? Honestly, I don’t really get it.

Whether to regard the demon beasts as disasters or to revere them as gods.

I feel like it’s a difference in religious views.

“Is it really okay for a being like a god to reside within me?”

“…I have a lot of thoughts about that. But in the end, the reason we ended up like this is because of our own doing.”

“Huh? What on earth are you talking about?”

Jill speaks with a self-deprecating tone.

I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Seeing me in such a state, Jill hesitated for a moment before beginning to speak.

“……Look at that.”

What Jill is pointing at is one of the vertices of the nine-pointed star.

Standing there is a shadowy figure, like a black mist with blurred outlines.

“That is one of your kind.”

“Same kind of human…?”

“Yes, a person who harbors the same divine beast as you.”

Looking around, there are a total of three similar figures.

“Are there three more guys like me…?”

“You don’t have to be so pessimistic. Unlike the other three, the fact that you can bring your consciousness here already shows a significant difference in power. …Or rather, how are you even able to come here?”

“Who knows?”

I’ll just deflect Jill’s probing gaze appropriately.

Since we probably won’t be able to talk about anything important anyway.

“Well, whatever. The most recent one, excluding you, was about forty-five years ago, I think. The other two have been owned for over a hundred years already.”

“Is there a problem with that?”

“There’s a huge problem. It’s only natural that harmony would break down if they were occupied for too long. Ever since we lost track of the three pillars, we’ve been falling behind. This is also my responsibility for leaving my comrades behind. But…”

“Just?”

“…No, never mind. No matter what I do now—it’s already too late.”

“Oh, I see.”

I was listening to the conversation as best as I could, but Jill suddenly said something ominous and cut it off.

Honestly, I don’t really want to be friends.

“…Hey, I have a little favor to ask. How about we meet in the real world? If we do, we might have a bit more to talk about.”

Jill asked me with a somewhat reckless attitude.

Could it be an invitation to a meetup?

The icon is a girl, and her voice is that of a girl too.

However, we cannot deny the possibility of a middle-aged man using voice-changing magic like Boichen.

“……I wonder about that.”

“I’ve never been interested in humans before, you know. I usually live alone in a dark forest, and it’s a bit lonely.
Hey, Shalka, let’s be friends. In the real world, we can talk without worrying about time…”

“Sorry, but I don’t have that kind of time.”

If Jill is really as cute as they say, not meeting her would be a huge missed opportunity.

However, just as there was a term for “honey trap” in my previous life, there were countless men who shed tears after falling victim to various schemes.

I’m a man who can hedge risks, so I won’t make the same mistake again.

“Ugh… I wonder why, my chest feels so tight right now. I haven’t met you yet, but my heart races every time we talk. Could it be love?”

Jill said that and placed her hand on her chest.

This is bad, if I become a stalker because of this, it’ll be a problem.

My existence has already been discovered by Jill.

Suddenly appearing right in front of me and saying “I came♡… stab” is not entirely out of the question.

“It’s just your imagination. Besides, I can’t trust you that much.”

“If we get along well, um… it’s okay to have s3x. I’m not a noble, so you can just use me and throw me away. After all, there’s not much time left anyway…”

“What… the hell?”

When I’m told something that convenient, my heart wavers.

No, the Astrological Cauldron is probably just some shady cult or something.

They might be planning to say they had a child and then squeeze out as much as they can.

It shouldn’t be so easy to believe…

“If we have a child, it’s okay. Even if Shalka is gone, I’ll raise them on my own, so you don’t have to worry.”

“……!”

……When I think about it carefully, sowing seeds is an important thing.

Not just nobles, but all male creatures have such desires.

Only humans live by covering it up.

What is utilitarianism if it does not fulfill this desire?

For example, if I accidentally got Nicolette pregnant, Elmia would surely get angry.

In that regard, if it’s Jill, she apparently lives in the forest, so the risk of any problems is virtually nonexistent.

There are some slightly needy tendencies, but that’s just one of the spices.

“Understood. I will consider it positively…”

“Oh, what a shame, it seems like it’s already time.”

“Huh?”

Jill lets out a disappointed remark.

When I suddenly looked at my body, it was gradually starting to become transparent.

I can’t believe it, but are they trying to log out?

“I’m glad to have met you, Shalka. And I’m sorry for saying something strange… please forget what I said earlier; it was just a moment of confusion.”

“Uh, um, wait a minute… At least, can I have your contact information…?”

Even the final words were in vain, and my consciousness began to return to the real world.