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I feigned composure. “I’ve attached it, you know.” My voice, even to my own ears, betrayed a tremor.
At my words, her initial indifference melted away, replaced by a subtle nervousness. “If you’re going to attach it, hurry up! Why are you dawdling? It’s no big deal, anyway.”
She shifted her legs restlessly, and a blush crept up her face. She didn’t understand why she was blushing at the thought of me applying an imprint.
I remained hesitant. Thinking about it was one thing; actually doing it was another entirely.
My heart hammered as I raised my hand. I swallowed nervously. This was a chest!
As the saying goes, there’s only one world, but there are two ‘oppai’!
Though I wasn’t sure what that saying truly meant, it clearly emphasized the importance of breasts.
Watching me dilly-dally, Liu Han felt as if she were being slowly tortured. She grabbed my hand and pressed it firmly against her chest.
Boom—
My brain froze. It truly froze.
Touching my own modest ‘oppai’ had already been an overwhelming experience. But this time, the scale was utterly incomparable. Could a soup dumpling possibly compare to a cantaloupe?
And I was, after all, a connoisseur of the buxom older sister type. Most importantly, these belonged to *her*, not me. The significance was entirely different.
Soft. So soft. My fingers sank completely into them. I couldn’t help but give them a gentle squeeze. They were incredibly elastic and smooth to the touch.
Liu Han watched me knead her chest, her face flushed. A flicker of annoyance crossed her features.
Then she asked, “Are you done yet?” Just as she spoke, I was startled, and my hand, without thinking, applied a little more pressure.
“Mm~” Caught completely off guard mid-sentence, she let out a soft moan. That sound snapped me back to reality.
I froze. What had I just been doing? I hastily and clumsily applied the imprint for her.
Once finished, I darted back to my seat with a whoosh. I buried my face in my mousse cake, not daring to glance up at her.
Her expression gradually calmed. With a brief thought, she understood that I had been taking advantage of her at first. However, since they were both girls, there was no real ‘loss’ or ‘gain’ to consider.
Yet, seeing me hunched over my cake, too afraid to lift my head, occasionally sneaking glances from the corner of my eye, a playful impulse arose within her.
Propping her head with her hand, she chuckled, “How does it taste?”
I dared not look up. “Very soft, very sweet, very fragrant.”
Her laughter grew merrier. “Then, would you like to have another taste?”
I looked up, a hint of confusion in my eyes. “Of course I would, but aren’t I already eating….”
Before I could finish, I met her enigmatic gaze, a half-smile playing on her lips. It suddenly dawned on me that she was referring to her ‘oppai’, and my face instantly flushed a deep crimson.
She let out a soft laugh, then teased, “You must be so envious, aren’t you? What a shame, what a shame, that yours are merely soup dumplings.”
Truth be told, I wanted to say that I didn’t care about such things at all.
She paused, then asked, “When do you plan to return to the God Realm?”
I shoved the last piece of mousse cake into my mouth. My reply was a little muffled. “Tomorrow, at ten in the morning.”
Today was the sixth day. Indeed, I was supposed to head to South City Station the day after tomorrow. However, I still couldn’t fathom what a train station had to do with going to the God Realm.
“Since it’s still so early today, how about we go to an amusement park?” she suggested with a smile.
“An amusement park? I’ve never been to one, not even this big city’s. Alright then, you lead the way.” A sense of anticipation stirred within me, as I had never experienced a public entertainment facility like an amusement park before.
After paying the bill, she pulled me along to her car. As she led me, it was the first time I’d truly felt a girl’s hand—so soft, so gentle, cool to the touch, and remarkably comfortable.
It was a pure white Lexus LS. My knowledge of cars extended only to the small circular emblem on the front; beyond that, I was utterly clueless.
Upon reaching our destination, the amusement park, usually bustling with people during holidays, seemed remarkably deserted. After all, it wasn’t a particularly famous park, so naturally, few people visited on non-holiday weekdays.
I gazed, somewhat dazed, at the myriad of rides, feeling utterly overwhelmed.
Noticing my bewilderment, she suggested, “The carousel?”
I immediately recoiled. “Absolutely not.” There was no way a grown man like me would sit on something only little girls enjoyed.
She seemed to perceive my disinterest in such childish amusements. “How about the drop tower then?”
At her suggestion, I recalled it was a ride where many people sat in rows of seats and rapidly descended from a great height. From that perspective, it seemed like something boys would enjoy.
“Alright then, let’s ride the drop tower.”
“Mm, alright.” She was about to say that a ‘little girl’ like me would be scared. But then she reconsidered: how could a god possibly be afraid of heights? With that, she led me towards the drop tower.
Once seated, there were only three of us on the ride: myself, Liu Han, and a girl who looked to be seventeen or eighteen.
The machine started, slowly ascending. As it climbed higher, my face grew progressively paler.
I had never known I had acrophobia. After all, I had always been a homebody, never having the chance to go to great heights; my house only had two floors.
This was utterly humiliating—a god afraid of heights. God Realm, please forgive this incompetent god: afraid of people, afraid of heights, directionally challenged, and a natural airhead. No matter how you looked at it, I was nothing like a god.
The drop tower stopped, suspended at its highest point. Liu Han looked at me with concern. “Are you alright?”
I forced a strained smile. “I’m fine, really. I’m a god, how could I be afraid of heights? Heh heh.”
Clang—
The drop tower began its descent.
“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh——————”
“Woah-ah-ah-ah—oh—wow—”
Two screams echoed from the drop tower. One was from someone nearly scared out of their wits; the other, from someone utterly thrilled.
Naturally, I was the former, and the little girl was the latter.
I slumped against the seat, as if all color had been drained from me, utterly pale. Partly from fright, and partly from the indignity of being completely outdone by a mere child. The unfairness rankled!
“Are you alright?” She helped me up, asking with concern. “I never would have thought a god could be afraid of heights.”
I smiled bitterly to myself. If only you knew this god was not only afraid of heights but also directionally challenged and a natural airhead, what would you think then?
“So, how about we try go-karts?” she suggested, looking at me.
Ah, yes, this was a boy’s romance! “Great!”
By evening, a person utterly drained of color stood at the amusement park entrance. Yes, indeed, that person was me.
Having tried almost every low-intensity ride in the entire park, I ultimately discovered that my only true talent lay with the carousel.
The go-karts frequently crashed into the track’s edges. The spinning swing ride had left me thoroughly terrified, and the log flume was no different.
I felt as though every single ride in this amusement park was brimming with malice, save for the carousel.
Soon after, she drove me, a completely despondent wreck, back home. All the while, she grumbled, “This house really does suit your image as a shut-in good-for-nothing—no, a good-for-nothing god.”
I offered an awkward chuckle in response.
She waved her hand. “See you next time. Don’t forget to take me to the God Realm for a visit!”
I nodded. Seeing this, she closed the door and departed.
After she left, I collapsed onto the bed, as if all my strength had drained away. Tomorrow, I would be departing for the God Realm. Should I pack my luggage?
With that thought, I unfurled my wings and, using “Divine Art: Spatial Manipulation: Draw,” tossed all the furniture from the room into my personal spatial dimension. These divine arts taught by the Agent were quite useful, after all.
If you’re wondering why I threw everything in, just think: slowly clearing things out one by one, what a pity it would be if I missed something I needed. How much better to just take everything in one go!
It absolutely wasn’t because I was lazy, absolutely not because I was lazy, absolutely not because I was lazy.
Because it was important, I said it three times.