Even the simplest blessings I gave had tangible effects; if I prayed sincerely, I could likely fulfill most requests.
What would a man like him, already blessed with status, power, and wealth, desire?
“My wish has already come true.”
“What…?”
“Didn’t you tell me earlier, ‘If you save me, I’ll make sure you meet the girl of your dreams’? Well, here we are.”
So, that had reached him after all.
Unfortunately, I doubted I fit his idea of a dream girl—though he did seem to like my appearance.
“Sorry if this sounds conceited, but I don’t think I’m the one.”
“Eh? Did someone tell you the Oracle has to remain pure? That’s nonsense. Sure, avoid corruption, but reproduction isn’t defilement.”
“No, I’ve long since lost my purity, but that’s not the issue—”
For some reason, the air seemed to grow colder, but I decided to ignore it.
“In this world, I appear rather small, but I’m twenty-five years old. I’m well past being a ‘girl.’”
“…What?”
“My body is fully developed, so I won’t be getting any taller.”
A few moments later, an ear-splitting scream echoed.
* * *
Afterward:
It turned out Isaac wasn’t a lolicon; he just found my appearance incredibly attractive.
He admitted he’d been planning to raise me into his ideal woman, but since I was already an adult in body and mind, there were no issues. He then proceeded to passionately court me.
During a tandem ride on his pitch-black Sleipnir—a mythical eight-legged horse, which suited him absurdly well—we promised to marry.
I formally blessed the king and the Earth General during a grand ceremony at the royal castle, and our engagement was swiftly finalized.
In record time, my life of captivity came to an end.
“Tomoe, what do you say we go for a ride today?”
“No. The vice commander practically begged me to make sure you actually show up to work.”
“Ugh, what a drag. I want to retire. Let’s just get married already.”
“The Oracle’s debut ceremony hasn’t even happened yet. Now go. I’m taking the day off.”
“All you ever do is laze around. Come visit the knights, would you? I’ll actually feel motivated if you’re there.”
“I won’t forgive anyone who disturbs my peace. Absolutely not.”
“…Tch.”
The Embodiment of My Ideal Man, the Ultimate Gentleman.
Arrogant, free-spirited, and utterly untamable—even by the King himself—this unparalleled Sky General becomes a complete mess of a person when he’s with me.
To the outside world, it might look like I’m drowning in his overwhelming affection, unable to refuse anything he gives me. But the reality is a little different.
“I cherish the peace you’ve given me, so let me treasure you in return.”
Even now, I still dislike problems, conflicts, and disputes.
Despite the many challenges that should come my way now that I’ve gained status, his arms shield me, allowing me to live in constant tranquility.
“Take care, and come back soon, okay?”
He saved me.
He loves me.
He gave me peace.
Those reasons alone would be more than enough to love him. But the truth is, I fell for him at first sight.
“I love you, so don’t go touching other women today, alright? You’re mine, Isaac.”
Every day, I cast a blessing—or perhaps a curse—to ensure he keeps his hands off any other women.
If anyone is more deeply infatuated, it’s probably me.
Silver light dances in the air as the man I adore smirks.
He leans down, his broad frame closing the space between us, and presses a kiss in return.
I watch his large figure stride confidently out of the room, etching the sight into my memory.
Left to my own devices, I’ll laze about, waiting for the kind-hearted maids I brought from the snake-man’s mansion to attend to me.
This is my daily life. My world.
My peace.
[The End]
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