God… A god, huh.
Instead of worshipping a god whose existence is uncertain, it would be better to spread a religion or ideology that reveres magic itself as divine.
Magic is far more impressive than any miracles spoken of by priests.
Is there even a god to begin with?
If I were a god, I’d eliminate a dangerous factor like me immediately…
The fact that hasn’t happened means either I’m too insignificant for a god to bother with, or gods don’t exist. Those are the only possibilities, right?
And now that I can even blow up a planet, am I still an insignificant being? That seems unlikely, doesn’t it?
Well, if someone said, “From a god’s perspective, losing one inhabited planet is no big deal,” I suppose that’s just how it is.
But at least, I’m confident I could kill the god described in this world’s holy scriptures with magic.
We really should praise magic.
V8! No, I mean, magic, magic.
Basically, a cult of the magic god… or something like that?
Oh no, I’m such a chunibyo!
But I like the villainous vibe!
Well, I’m a science geek, so I like that kind of stuff.
Wait, since this is fantasy, does that make it literature? Either way, it’s nerd culture.
“Suu… Haa… Alright! I get it, I understand now.”
As I was thinking about these trivial things, Francis, looking quite troubled, took a deep breath, slapped her cheeks hard, and stared straight at me.
Earlier, she had the strained face of a scared kid, but now her eyes were full of determination.
“I still have no real power. Even though I’m a daughter of the prestigious Klein family, I don’t have a title or achievements myself.”
Hmm?
“So I’m surrendering to you of my own will.”
Huh?
“Surrender?”
“Exactly as it sounds. No matter what my family says, I will submit to you.”
“Why?”
“To preserve our bloodline. If the Klein family were to oppose you, we’d probably lose. So, I’ll become a hostage and an heir to continue the Klein bloodline.”
Oh?
That’s impressive.
Why do I keep encountering such geniuses?
Ada is a genius, my brother Sirius is a genius, my sister Cecily is a genius. Well, maybe Cecily is just highly capable? But Francis is clearly a genius too.
Why?
The answer is obvious.
At twelve years old, she can both recognize an opponent’s strength and know when to cut her losses.
Many adults can’t do these two things.
Moreover, she’s a mage born into a marquis family. It wouldn’t be surprising if she were too arrogant to acknowledge others’ strength.
Yet, she can take such actions.
Assuming a certain level of ability, what makes someone truly exceptional? When considering this question, decisiveness, or the ability to make bold decisions quickly and accurately, is a major factor.
Quick, precise, and bold decisions are essential for a businessman.
Her thinking about preserving the family and bloodline is very medieval.
Ah, how interesting.
This world may be shitty, but there are remarkable people here.
“I accept your surrender and allow your submission. As long as you follow me, I will consider your family.”
“Thank you, Lord Exus.”
Well, in short, I like smart kids who understand things quickly.
“That said, you don’t have to be so formal.”
“Oh, really?”
“I like clever people like you. Feel free to talk to me casually.”
“Got it, Exus.”
I’ve said it many times, but I want to form a faction.
You can never have too many talented people.
Now then, the patties are done.
The fries and nuggets are ready.
I’ve also made some cola… That was incredibly difficult! Getting the spice mix right was tough! The red-labeled cola company is amazing; I couldn’t perfectly replicate their flavor…
And coleslaw too.
I snapped my fingers, summoning a table and chairs from the CG data in the data file.
The table and chairs appeared as if they had been there all along.
I had Ada and Francis sit down.
Ada, as usual, was calm, but Francis looked a bit terrified.
And in front of them… Bam!
Cheeseburgers!
“Yay! Thanks for the food!”
“Oh, um…”
“Go ahead and eat, Fran-chan.”
“R-Right.”
Mmm!
Cheeseburgers are delicious!
Making things that don’t exist in this world is difficult, especially food, as even small differences in composition change the taste.
So, I conducted various experiments in the village to create different foods.
Fortunately, fermentation and mixing can be sped up with magic, and once I’ve created something, I can store it in the data file for replication, but it was still quite a challenge.
Especially this cheddar cheese! It was tough!
Luckily, I have confidence in my taste buds, so I can distinguish between different types of cheese, but I’ve never made cheese before.
I don’t even know if this is really cheddar cheese… It looks and tastes like cheddar cheese, but I don’t know the exact definition of cheddar cheese.
I’m just making cheese by feel…
“This is… Delicious!”
But Francis seemed to like it.
She was biting into the burger, getting her mouth messy.
I almost imagined a wagging tail on Francis as she ate.
Feeding someone is fun!
“Phew…”
After finishing her dessert of shortcake, Francis rubbed her belly and sighed.
“Um, thank you!”
“Yeah, well, you should eat a bit more.”
“What do you mean by that?!”
“I mean your chest is lacking.”
“Do you normally say such things outright?!”
Yes.
“Ugh… I’m sensitive about that…”
“Well, there are people who appreciate it. You’ll appeal to perverts.”
“Is that supposed to be comforting?!”
“No, I’m insulting you.”
“Don’t insult me?!”
Man, she’s cute.
