Clap, clap, clap, clap.
What fills the room is the sound of applause.
It’s a distinct, rich sound that only someone who feels so overwhelmed by emotion that they can’t help but stand can make.
“I tore it apart.”
This was my reaction after watching this episode.
Eirene von Einsberg.
I liked her from the moment she appeared.
She had a perfectly proportioned body, an absurdly large chest that drew all eyes, and an elegant yet strikingly sexy appearance, with one side of her hair falling loosely in an asymmetric blonde style.
Her blue eyes reflected a calmness, hiding a purity deep inside.
A journey of someone who did not know love, someone who didn’t believe in love, learning to trust another.
Others might say what they want, but I could say this with certainty from where I stood.
“36 years old… what a beautiful age… It’s the perfect age! It’s not a chicken coop! She’s well-ripened!”
Eirene-chan! You’re still young!
Honestly, what’s the big deal about age? If you’re beautiful, with flawless skin and a big chest, that’s all that matters.
In fact, Eirene’s appearance was such that I could believe she was in her early twenties.
Let’s make sweet memories together! Even now, starting from this moment!
I’ll always watch over you, Eirene-chan!
Sniff.
Tears welled up again, pathetically.
I cried when Igon died too.
Strictly speaking, he didn’t die.
There were all these flowery words about fragments of God… but that’s just because it was me.
From the start, the author created Igon as a service character based on my own face.
Since I liked Eirene, and they paid me for it, it was probably made just like this, right?
Ha…
‘Was it because of Igon’s character?’
The level of immersion I felt was something different from anything I had experienced before.
Until now, the feeling had been more like the absolute authority of someone who rules the world—like a god looking down from above, helping the characters on their journey.
Even when I watched Erin praying every day in gratitude, or when Luca decided to walk into a harsh fate he could never change, I felt a sense of fulfillment, as though my support had made them happy.
But with Eirene, it was different.
I was blushing at a character that had my face, asking to be petted, and thinking about what it would be like to have a baby with her…
Honestly, let’s just admit it—I felt like I was on a date with Eirene.
When she smiled, I found myself laughing along with her.
When she cried, my heart felt torn.
And when she said she loved me, it may sound ridiculous, but my heart really started to race.
I admit it’s something to laugh at.
But you know, people who love comics and novels are the type who get really immersed, ‘aren’t they?’
Especially when the author makes a character based on my own face and then spins a tale of passionate love with her, ‘how could I not fall for it?’
It was funny when she wiped out the enemy with a “tqui-dye!” at the end, though.
My brain almost turned into “tqui-dye.” Tqui-dye… I hate sweet potatoes…
***
[Igon: Author, author]
[Igon: This episode was so good]
[Igon: But at the end, was the “tqui-dye tqui-dye” thing because I paid for it?]
[MoneyPlease: Yes, it was.]
[MoneyPlease: The will of the gods is absolute.]
[MoneyPlease: Whatever it is, as long as it’s based on the premise that it’s possible, it must happen.]
[Igon: So what would have happened if I hadn’t given money?]
[MoneyPlease: I can’t be exact since it’s something that wasn’t observed, but…]
[MoneyPlease: I can cautiously guess that Eirene would have been captured, and a situation where her faith kept being betrayed would have unfolded, causing her to waver with the keyword “trust.”]
[MoneyPlease: Of course, she would have overcome the trials in the end.]
[MoneyPlease: Looking at the result, I think this method fit better for the corruption of Eirene’s faith. Truly, the foresight of Igon is remarkable.]
If that development had happened, it would definitely have been a little boring.
Not just boring, but probably frustrating to the point that I might have started whining about it.
I admit the good rat-hand.
[Igon: Anyway, this episode was delicious]
[Igon: Ah… I love Eirene so much]
[Igon: Honestly, at first I was thinking about making her two years younger by introducing the “10,000 years old” setting, but]
[Igon: I think 36 is fine… It means that Eirene has 36 years of experiences built into her, right? That’s great.]
[Igon: But author, honestly, I think I need to say this.]
[MoneyPlease: What do you mean?]
I took a long, deep breath.
Then I confidently typed my message and hit enter with a click.
[Igon: After all this development, I think there should be a pure love scene between Eirene and me!]
I’ll say this upfront—it wasn’t my selfish desire.
It’s just the wish of a reader who wants the narrative to have more emotional completeness.
Eirene, because of Igon, began to trust people.
She came to understand what it means to love.
‘So naturally, wouldn’t it be reasonable to end with a pure love scene?’
Both of them trust each other.
They should connect even deeper as proof of that trust.
‘That’s something that must happen, right?’
That she looks like me is honestly a secondary matter.
[MoneyPlease: Are you referring to a pure love scene with actual sex?]
[Igon: Yeah.]
[Igon: Would it be possible to add a scene where I show Eirene, the 36-year-old woman who doesn’t know men, what a man is in a pure love sex scene?]
[Igon: I think all the story development has been set up for it. If it’s not too difficult, I would love it if you could draw it.]
Of course, I was also planning to prepare a sponsorship fee.
‘How much would be needed, I wonder?’
Since it’s a request for drawing explicit scenes, I’d probably need quite a bit.
Around the time I was checking how much ammo I had loaded up…
***
[MoneyPlease: Sorry, but that’s difficult.]
To my surprise, a rather firm reply came.
[Igogodon: Oh? So, you mean explicit scenes are a no-go? Well, it’s fine if you’re not comfortable with it.]
I guess it’s a bit disappointing, but asking the artist to draw such scenes just because I’m offering money is probably a bit too much, right?
It would be rude to push the artist who is already creating such a delicious manga for me.
Feeling a little guilty, I gulped down some cold water when suddenly…
***
[MoneyPlease: It’s not that. Aren’t you in love with Eirene?]
[MoneyPlease: And isn’t Eirene also in love with you?]
[MoneyPlease: Igon is a fragment of God, a being like God itself. However, it can never truly become a god.]
[MoneyPlease: Therefore, Eirene’s first love should naturally belong to you.]
Puwup!
I was so surprised by the artist’s words, which were a hundred times more immersed in this world than me, that I accidentally sprayed water onto my monitor.
[Igogodon: Wait, what the hell? What are you talking about? Hahaha! How am I supposed to take her? Hahaha!]
I mean, the characters can’t meet real people, right, Artist-kun?!
***
[MoneyPlease: I’m serious.]
[MoneyPlease: As an observer, I want to respect both Eirene’s feelings and yours.]
[MoneyPlease: Therefore, it would be difficult to create such a situation.]
[Igogodon: Hahaha, how can I even go there? Hahaha!]
[MoneyPlease: Why do you think that?]
[MoneyPlease: With divine power, nothing is impossible.]
[MoneyPlease: It may be difficult now, but…]
Suddenly, I was struck by what seemed like a strange statement, and I felt a chill… but that feeling was fleeting.
‘The artist is probably just saying that because they don’t want to reject me outright.’
In my late twenties, I could easily understand the artist’s true intention.
‘No matter how much money I give, they’ll still say it’s hard to draw direct sexual scenes. Sorry.’
If the artist had said that, the immersive world we’ve been enjoying would collapse, right?
The artist was a professional.
A proper professional.
They could refuse in a roundabout way, maintaining the immersion of the world.
I was quite familiar with that technique by now.
***
[Igogodon: Haha, okay, no worries, I’m not bothered.]
[MoneyPlease: Actually, if you don’t mind me saying…]
[MoneyPlease: If you would like, I could send you a scene of Eirene bathing.]
[Igogodon: Hmm?]
[Igogodon: A bathing scene? You mean… in a tub?]
If they draw it, I’d be grateful.
I was thinking, ‘I’d probably watch it for 5 to 10 minutes per scene, it would be so tempting.’
Just as I was thinking that…
[MoneyPlease: Of course, I’ll remove the steam.]
[MoneyPlease: I’ll make sure to give you a perfect angle to enjoy Eirene fully.]
They… will remove the steam?
Are they really offering me an uncut Blu-ray edition?
***
[Igogodon: Wait… is that… possible??]
[MoneyPlease: As you’ve seen, Eirene’s body and heart are all yours.]
[MoneyPlease: Eirene won’t refuse, so I believe it’s not impossible.]
[MoneyPlease: What do you think? I’ll do it as you wish.]
Thump, thump.
Suddenly, my heart started racing uncontrollably.
No, wait! This is just a manga! These are just anime characters!
Even though they say that, they’re just asking, “Would you like a new set of images if it turns you on?”
‘So why do I feel so guilty about this?’
‘Why is it making me so anxious?’
Gulp.
I swallowed dryly, drank another glass of cold water, took a few deep breaths, and cautiously typed…
***
[Igogodon: Haha]
That night.
I finally understood women.
In some place.
Asa-sak! Asa-sak!
The divine power.
The divine power that is always sweet.
The divine power that is always enchanting.
Because a sponsorship suddenly arrived, I almost got lost in it…
But somehow, I managed to recover and move on.
This was also thanks to Igogodon’s blessing.
Igogodon was satisfied.
Igogodon loved our world.
The one true love of the gods.
The one who embraces the world everyone else ignores.
Igogodon!
Everything is for Igogodon.
After satisfying their hunger with the “divine power,” they slowly gazed at it.
The more they consumed the power, the clearer their forms became.
The more they thought, the more they could do.
They still didn’t have eyes.
But they could observe.
This was the divine power.
The ability to make the impossible possible.
Observing an uncertain future was difficult.
Observing Eirene’s future, who was being taught a lesson, was also quite difficult for them.
If they acted rashly, they might lose their existence.
But it had to be done.
Dealing with time meant dealing with dimensions.
To fulfill Igogodon’s words, it had to be done.
The fragment of God spoke.
“When the moment comes for the divine to manifest in this world, we’ll meet again.”
The fragment of God’s words were the words of God.
God’s words held power in themselves.
Igogodon’s words.
Something stirred.
The divine will filled their mental world.
***
“Honestly, at first, I thought about introducing a setting where Eirene was 24, so she’d be two years younger, but…”
God’s words.
The sentences God uses.
The media God consumes.
They began to think deeply.
Using the remaining divine power, they boldly explored the great Igogodon’s realm.
For those who merely used divine power, it would take a long time to do so…
But they had no choice.
Because the words of God gain power.
Found it.
“Igogodon, you were here?”
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