Subtitle: I want outer space filled with my space-based weapons.
Hey, hey, ahem! This is a chaotic scene. *beep*… Sound engineer, be more professional, or I’ll dock your drumstick!
Alright, after being messed with by the sound engineer, I’m not sure how to explain it… In any case, the sound engineer won’t be eating well today.
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“Energy parameter calibration.” “Complete.” “Law weaving framework.” “Success.” “Energy body crystallization.” “Testing in progress.” “Report: all systems nominal.” “Continue monitoring particle beam device usage.”
An alarm blared, and Qiweiya anxiously demanded, “What’s going on? Where did it go wrong?”
A small loli with blonde hair and purple eyes, clad in a pink formal gown, peered at the magic crystal panel in her hand. “The energy impurities are too mottled, causing the beam device to overload.”
Qiweiya bit her thumb, her brow furrowed. “Replace it with the T2 module and recalibrate!”
“Understood,” the blonde loli replied. Moments later, she reported, “Report: the reaction fluctuations have stabilized. Everything is normal.”
Qiweiya dramatically struck a chuunibyou pose, reminiscent of Lelouch, holding a hand to her face. “233333 From this moment on, this world shall be mine to command! I shall become the sovereign of this new world!”
The blonde loli cautiously raised a hand. “Big sister, isn’t this world already under our command?”
Qiweiya’s expression turned wild. “What do you know? This world hasn’t been fully grasped by us yet! They’ll kick us off the divine altar one day. As a proper Qi Ritian, I simply cannot tolerate such a thought!”
Lomance gently patted Qiweiya’s shoulder. “But big sister, you know the nature of us Origin Gods… we’re the type who find it hard to even die.”
Qiweiya slumped in defeat, like a character in an anime. ‘The Life Goddess gets first blood, congratulations, Coca-Cola.’
Tidying her clothes, Qiweiya rose from the ground once more. “It’s fine! As world administrators, what’s wrong with building some space-based cannons? Are we supposed to descend every day for judgment? That would diminish the dignity of an Origin God, and it’s not cool at all.” [‘This is what you truly want, isn’t it? ←_←’]
“*Smack*” “Ouch! That hurt!” A beautiful girl with silver hair and purple eyes, dressed in a black and white maid-like gown with alluring garter stockings, clutched her head, looking pained. “Big Sister Qiweiya, really, can’t you just stay quietly in the temple and rest? You spend all day playing childish world-destruction games here.” [‘Girl, are you sure those three thousand gigantic space-based weapons suspended in outer space are just a game?’] “Can’t you ever settle down? There are too many followers of the Origin Gods, and we’re constantly overwhelmed! And you’ve even dragged Waity into these childish games.”
Qiweiya rubbed her throbbing head, pouting. “What’s the big deal? Just leave these matters to the subordinate gods! We just need to rest well.”
Lomance Light raised her right hand, and Qiweiya cried out, instinctively covering her head. Lomance sighed, “It’s precisely because of you, Big Sister, that Eartha and Hart have gone down to the lower realms to avoid you.”
Qiweiya threw her hands up, shouting, “Men should go out and conquer! How can they stay home all day doing nothing?!”
Lomance challenged, “Then why have you kept Veto Storm confined to his temple? Don’t tell me he isn’t a man!”
Qiweiya tapped her finger. “Well, doesn’t he look quite effeminate… I’m worried he’ll be lured into trouble by those burly men.”
Lomance gave her a ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’ look. “Are you sure it’s not because Veto is shorter than you, which is why you don’t chase him away?”
Qiweiya clutched her chest, heartbroken. “Oh! Sister, how could you suspect me like that? I raised you both from infancy, you’re my wings! How could I possibly treat you that way? You have to believe me!”
Lomance pinched the bridge of her nose. “Big Sister, you’re a god tens of thousands of years old. Can’t you act like one for once? You spend all day messing around with these ridiculous things.”
Qiweiya pointed at the space-based weapons orbiting beyond. “Do you think those orbital weapons are ‘ridiculous things’? They are the future of us Origin Gods! Our very livelihood!”
Nagornes Darkness approached, a playful smile on her face. “Oh dear, oh dear~ The big sisters are arguing again!”
Lomance glared at Nagornes with hostility. “What are you doing here?! This is my time with Big Sister!” [‘Are you a pervert?!’] “You have no right to interrupt.”
Seeing them about to quarrel again, Qiweiya quickly intervened. “Can you two please stop arguing every time you meet? You’ve been fighting since birth, and you’re still fighting now! Can’t you just get along? I raised both of you!”
The three goddesses turned their heads, staring intently at her. “Wh-what’s wrong? Why are you all looking at me? I’m not wrong, am I?”
“You’re the least qualified to say that here.” All three spoke in unison.
“Ugh!” Qiweiya let out a mournful cry.
Nagornes patted her dark blue divine attire, which resembled a nightgown. “Big Sister, aren’t you just experiencing a relapse of that chuunibyou you used to tell us about?”
Waity chided Nagornes gently. “Nis, how can you say that to Big Sister Qiweiya?” Qiweiya nodded furiously, delighted. “My chuunibyou is clearly a brand new development!”
Qiweiya threw her hands up in exasperation. “Waity, where did you get this scheming trait?! You’re supposed to be a soft girl, remember? You can’t be dark! It’s not cute at all!”
Waity looked bewildered. “Did I say something wrong just now?”
Nagornes covered Qiweiya’s mouth, smirking. “No, no~ Big Sister Waity is absolutely right! We fully support you!”
Lomance slapped Nagornes’s hand away. “Is Big Sister’s mouth something you can touch?! That is my treasure! You should know to cherish it!”
For Qiweiya, caught between them, it was terrifying. ‘Mom, where are you?! It’s so scary here, I want to go home!’
Just then, a girl with silver twin braids emerged from a teleportation array. Qiweiya, her face a picture of relief, rushed into the girl’s embrace. “Waaah! Kiana, you’re finally back! Quick, take me to the lower realms! It’s too scary here.”
Kiana scanned the three goddesses present with a wary gaze. “Lady Qiweiya, have they been bullying you again? Don’t worry, as the Valkyrie you created, I will protect you.”
Lomance looked puzzled. “Kiana, weren’t you, Mei, and Bronya in the lower realms resolving issues with Qiweiya’s followers? Why aren’t Mei and Bronya with you?”
Kiana retorted angrily, “You brazen woman! Our Valkyrie matters are none of your concern! I’m warning you, if you dare to bully Lady Qiweiya again, I’ll take it out on your subordinate gods!”
Lomance’s veins throbbed on her forehead. “Young lady, do you know the consequences of disrespecting an Origin God? If not for Qiweiya’s concern for you all, I would have erased your existence long ago!”
Kiana drew her Moonlight Goddess dual pistols. “If you have the guts, come at me! We Valkyries are bound to Lady Qiweiya’s origin; even if I die, Lady Qiweiya will resurrect me!”
Seeing the situation spiraling, Qiweiya quickly tugged at Kiana’s clothes, whispering, “Let’s get out of here quickly. The orbital weapon data isn’t fully finalized yet; we need to adjust it.”
Kiana put away her pistols. “Woman, I’ll spare you this time. Next time, I won’t let you off so easily!” With that, she scooped up Qiweiya and teleported out of the temple.
Lomance exhaled as Qiweiya departed. Waity, uncharacteristically serious, asked, “Was it truly wise to scare Qiweiya away like that? You could have reasoned with her gently. Why use such a provocative method?”
Lomance countered, “Given Big Sister Qiweiya’s personality, how long do you think she’d stay in the lower realms before returning?”
Waity fell silent. Nagornes propped her chin in her hand. “So, what amusing yet exasperating things will Big Sister Qiweiya get up to in the lower realms this time?”
At this, Lomance also smiled. “That will depend on the wheel of fate our sister chooses.”
Nagornes rolled her eyes. “I just hate that mystic act of yours; you’re utterly untrustworthy, you scheming manipulator.”
Then, sounds of begging for mercy echoed through the temple.