[Super Luck]
The ability to turn the impossible into reality, almost akin to a law of causality.
After all, this was a woman who had encountered the Holy Grail War in every timeline, faced countless formidable Heroic Spirits, yet emerged completely unscathed each time!
During the previous Singularity of "Absolute Demonic Front."
After unleashing her ultimate Quetzalcoatl nearly fell into the black mud brought forth by Tiamat.
That was the most terrifying corruptive substance, capable of tainting even gods and Heroic Spirits.
Yet.
The Jaguar Man, summoned using Fujimura Taiga's future body, could simply run across the black mud to catch Quetzalcoatl!
Even Nameless dared not recklessly touch that mud, yet she ran across it without a scratch.
She just... ran across it.
Truly worthy of the skill that turns impossibility into possibility!
Roya clung to her arm, cooing, "Fuji-nee, I love you the most! To me, you're as important as my own mother!"
No matter what, she had to convince her to help with the gacha.
Otherwise, with her abysmal luck, there was no way she'd pull anything good!
"Tch, I'm not that old yet!"
Taiga shot her a disgusted look.
She was only in her twenties—how could she possibly have a teenage daughter?
Though...
Souma did seem to treat Roya like his own child. If she married him, she could technically become Roya's mother?
Fujimura fell into deep thought.
Marrying Souma would mean gourmet meals every day, never lifting a finger for chores, and being gently woken up and tucked in every night...
"Eh? Fuji-nee, why are you drooling?" Roya gave her a strange look.
"Ahem, it's been days since I last came over for dinner—I mean, visited! I just missed you guys so much!"
Wiping away the moved tears (and drool) from the corner of her mouth, Fujimura answered with absolute confidence.
No, this guy was a master at turning people into useless, spoiled brats. Anyone who married him would inevitably become a NEET!
So... she might as well shoulder this sin herself!
She glanced at Souma beside her.
If he dared to confess, she'd say yes in a heartbeat and drag him straight to the registry office!
"Alright, I'll make your favorite dishes tomorrow."
Souma sighed softly.
He could easily guess what she was thinking.
But he didn't mind.
This was the warmth of everyday life.
Or rather, Fujimura Taiga herself embodied the very essence of ordinary happiness!
Even the troublemaker couldn't compare.
Souma suddenly looked out the window, a faint smile curling his lips.
The adorable Queen of the Underworld had indeed descended to the mortal world once more—and even resurrected Siduri.
My dearest friend, was this surprise enough for you?
Speaking of surprises, Souma recalled the shock the troublemaker had given him—
She actually brought Gilgamesh straight to his house!
When he'd been trying so hard to avoid him!
That kid was truly a master at screwing him over.
See? He was much more considerate.
So, Gilgamesh, don't you think those 220 million you lent me should be written off by now?
Souma decided that the next time they met, he'd make sure to settle this debt first.
There was no way he could ever repay such an astronomical sum.
Given his performance during the Singularity, plus resurrecting Siduri to amend his greatest regret, the King of Heroes would surely be too moved to speak.
At this rate, wouldn't [Gate of Babylon] just be handed to him voluntarily?
"Tsk, Jaguar Man, Ereshkigal, Siduri... The people from previous singularities have gathered again after 4,600 years. This reunion wasn't easy."
Souma could faintly sense the distant presence of the Feathered Serpent deity from the American continent.
With the exposure of [Alaya]'s video footage, the gods who had been completely banished to the Reverse Side of the World now seemed capable of manifesting in the human realm one by one.
This situation would undoubtedly shock those false gods of the United States, who would likely attempt to join forces to defeat the descending deities and seize their divine authority.
"Unfortunately, I'm still too weak to confront gods."
Souma sighed softly.
Let's not forget—his Spirit Origin remained shattered. Even dealing with Hundred-Faced Hassan required his full effort, let alone those immensely powerful deities.
The new ability [Platinum Dragon] granted by Qin Shi Huang's appointment as [Imperial Tutor] also couldn't match divine opponents.
Unless his injuries healed further...
But time granted to him remained far too brief.
Souma looked down at his belt: "Come to think of it, Enkidu hasn't fully recovered yet!"
Since that final shattering long ago, the other had never truly regained form.
Now transformed into his belt, it accompanied him constantly.
Strangely, this seemed no different from before—if anything, their bond felt closer?
The next morning arrived.
Souma woke up early and trudged through the snow to the market to buy some vegetables.
The mischievous kid and Fuji-nee had kept him up all night and were still fast asleep, so he decided to let them rest a little longer.
At the fish stall in the market.
Cu Chulainn greeted him warmly, "Yo, kid! Morning! Wanna check out some fresh fish?"
"Sure, give me a crucian carp. I'm planning to make some soup for nourishment," Souma replied with a smile.
"Coming right up!"
Cu Chulainn skillfully scooped one up, scaling and gutting it with practiced ease.
Once finished, he handed it over and said, "When I get some free time, I'll drop by your place for a meal."
He had visited a few times before and had been thoroughly won over by Souma's cooking.
"No problem, just remember to bring extra ingredients!" Souma agreed readily.
The idea of a mighty Heroic Spirit turning into a fishmonger was pretty amusing.
The two of them got along well, both now and in other timelines.
Meanwhile, while he was out shopping—
An unexpected guest had already arrived at his home.
Bzzzt—
A hole silently opened up in the floor of the room.
Ereshkigal emerged with a small shovel in hand, peeking around before taking a delicate sniff. A bright smile instantly spread across her face.
This time, since she could manifest using Rin's body, she naturally had to come see him.
Their last meeting in Fuyuki Magecraft Academy had been far too awkward.
Her younger sister had arrived first and ended up tied up by the Chains of Heaven in an utterly humiliating pose—just thinking about it made her blush.
A small cat lay curled up on the sofa, tilting its head slightly at her:
"Fou… Fou? (What are you doing here?)"
Ereshkigal blinked at the cat in surprise.
She could tell at a glance that it was under some kind of illusionary disguise.
But of course, such tricks were useless in the eyes of a goddess.
She pressed a finger to her lips. "Long time no see, Fou. Shhh~"
"Fou… Fou. (It really has been a while.)"
Fou nodded.
As a Beast of Humanity, it didn't particularly care about her divine status—she was just a familiar face.
Ereshkigal looked around curiously.
The room was utterly ordinary, just a normal human dwelling.
Posters of Heroic Spirits adorned the walls.
Among them were figures she recognized—the King of Heroes, Enkidu, Tiamat, and others.
There were no supernatural artifacts in sight, just everyday objects.
"So this is where he lives…"
A faint blush rose to Ereshkigal's cheeks.
Before, it had always been him visiting her in the Underworld. This was her first time coming to see him in the human world.
She could clearly sense two people sleeping upstairs.
One of them seemed to share the same aura as the Jaguar Man she had encountered before.
Taking a delicate sniff, she could distinctly catch traces of his lingering scent.
The entire house was neat and orderly.
Simple, yet undeniably warm.
For some reason, she felt a tiny pang of jealousy toward that terrifying little loli.
Getting fed by Nameless every day… must be nice.
Click—
Just then, the door opened.
Ereshkigal, who had been about to sneak a peek into his bedroom, froze in place.
Souma greeted her in surprise, "Huh? Rin, what brings you here?"
"I-I was just passing by," Ereshkigal stammered, suddenly remembering she was using Rin's body.
It seemed he hadn't recognized her directly.
"Oh, well, have a seat. I'll get you some water."
Souma calmly poured water for the other person.
Joking aside, as a nameless heroic spirit who walked through human history, he naturally saw through the other's true identity at a glance.
Why did Ereshkigal suddenly show up?
Could it be that she was brought here by that mischievous kid again?
Still, it wasn't a big deal.
With Ereshkigal's gentle nature, she couldn't possibly cause any harm.
Better pretend he hadn't recognized her for now.
"Mm, thank you."
Ereshkigal accepted the tea.
The closer she got to him, the more she couldn't help but want to stay by his side.
Unfortunately, this body wasn't truly hers.
As a goddess, she was rejected by the entirety of human order, unable to descend into the world in her true form.
She could only manifest by possessing a vessel.
And her sister, Ishtar, could also use this body.
If her sister found out where he lived, things might get a little troublesome.
"Did you go for the New Year's shrine visit?" Souma deliberately made small talk.
No matter what, he had to keep her calm for now.
Poor Rin—how did she end up becoming the vessel for these sister goddesses?
Souma felt a little sorry for her.
She was a genius magus, yet she excelled in other areas even more.
The Ishtar he had encountered earlier had already blended with Rin's personality—otherwise, she wouldn't have been so unreliable.
Ereshkigal could also use her body as a vessel.
In other words, though there was only one person in front of him, it was practically three people in one.
Three Rins in one!
Souma looked at her, his mood growing even more complicated.
If he married her, would that mean he was marrying three people at once—legally starting a harem?
"New Year's shrine visit? As a god—I mean, as a magus, why would I go?"
Ereshkigal also wanted to use this identity to casually drop by and see him in the future, so she didn't want to expose herself carelessly.
As a goddess, she couldn't just freely visit the human world.
"True, magi believe more in the Root."
Souma nodded.
Better to rely on oneself than the gods.
In the eyes of magi, gods were just more powerful magi.
After a brief conversation, Ereshkigal reluctantly stood up. "I won't disturb you any longer. I should go."
She would have loved to stay and eat a meal he prepared.
But her allotted possession time was almost up, and she had to leave soon.
Otherwise, her sister would notice.
"Ah, right, of course." Souma quickly stood to see her out.
Too many heroic spirits had been visiting his home lately.
If a few more gods showed up, that mischievous kid would definitely go berserk.
Fortunately, Ereshkigal chose to leave on her own, so there was nothing to worry about now.
Just then—
Souma suddenly felt a slight warmth at his waist, followed by a brilliant golden glow.
The belt that had once been Enkidu, the Chains of Heaven, began to expand within the light.
Ereshkigal stared at him in shock. "Huh? What's going on?"
The aura radiating from it was unmistakably that of the Chains of Heaven!
But why was it positioned in such a strange place?
"This is—"
Souma was even more stunned than she was.
Holy crap, Enkidu was awakening and returning now?!
Just when Ereshkigal was about to leave, why did you have to pick this exact moment?
This is such a disaster!
Under their astonished gazes,
the Chains of Heaven, no longer a quiet belt, fully transformed into an unbearably adorable girl, nestled snugly in his arms—completely naked.
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