"By the way, Mr. Aslan, when did you arrive in Little Garden?"
Kurousagi asked, looking at Aslan with curiosity. After a brief moment of sorrow, she had quickly regained her spirits.
After all, there were now many children in the No-Name community who depended on her. She was the only adult among them.
She had to bear her responsibilities—there was no time left for grieving or crying.
But she was also a little curious about Aslan. When had Shiroyasha acquired a new follower?
Wasn't Shiroyasha's divine follower just the Water God? And wasn't that Water God currently training at the edge of the world?
"Maybe about ten minutes ago."
Aslan answered, estimating the time. In reality, ten minutes ago, he had still been in the world he previously lived in.
Actually, this wasn't the first time Aslan had traveled between worlds. His Planeswalker ability had awakened after he died and was reborn into an ordinary, everyday world.
That world was truly mundane—so ordinary that Aslan found nothing unusual about it.
It wasn't even an anime-style crossover world. It was a normal world without magic. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made his first journey to Little Garden completely unprepared.
Well... though it wasn't as if he came with no preparations at all?
He had prepared a lot.
His supplies could fill a large warehouse, and he'd even stolen an entire U.S. military weapons depot.
But there was always a "but". Who could've guessed he'd end up in Little Garden—a world overflowing with gods and demons?
What use were all those preparations now? Even if sold, they wouldn't fetch much.
Even the largest caliber weapons might not defeat a Seven-Digit Beastman.
After all, someone capable of destroying a small hill with a single punch was merely Seven-Digit.
Besides, he now had a powerful "boss" and had become a Five-Digit Divinity holder—essentially, a god.
"I see."
Kurousagi finally understood what "just arrived in Little Garden" truly meant. The other party really had just arrived.
Aslan probably didn't even know what Little Garden was, yet Shiroyasha had already thrown him into taking care of them.
Instantly, Kurousagi felt an overwhelming urge to complain. Shiroyasha was truly unreliable, wasn't she?
Who makes someone their follower without giving them any basic knowledge at all?
"Then, how about I introduce Little Garden to you?"
Kurousagi sighed, steeled herself, and took on the role of a teacher, preparing to explain Little Garden to Aslan.
Of course, Aslan listened very seriously. Although he already had considerable knowledge about Little Garden, it was only because he had watched anime and read related fan fiction—so its credibility was questionable.
And after traveling between worlds, if he actually believed in the so-called "original story" he'd essentially be seeking death.
Characters could serve as references, but anyone who took the plot seriously was a genuine fool.
Through Kurousagi's explanations and introductions, Aslan learned what Little Garden was: a place where various Gift Games were the central theme.
Overall, Gift Games were all-or-nothing contests, overseen by the core of Little Garden. The winner gained everything, while the loser naturally lost everything.
This included their powers, and even their very selves could become another's slave.
There were also Demon Lords who could forcibly initiate Gift Games using Master Host Authority. No-Name had become like this after encountering a Demon Lord.
Kurousagi also took the opportunity to warn Aslan not to try challenging a Demon Lord.
Aslan had just obtained a Divinity and hadn't even gotten used to his own powers yet—how could he possibly stand against a Demon Lord?
Demon Lords were terrifying beings far above the Five-Digit level.
Yet seeing Kurousagi—a natural Four-Digit god—seriously warning Aslan not to challenge a Five-Digit Demon Lord,
The scene seemed oddly amusing.
Of course, Aslan took note of this point. How could he be so arrogant as to challenge a Demon Lord?
"By the way, Mr. Aslan, what is your Gift?"
A Gift was the foundation for ordinary people to survive in Little Garden. It referred to abilities, artifacts, or other things bestowed by gods or goddesses, granting powers beyond normal humans.
"A spark that crosses worlds, and Magic cards that seal everything."
The Planeswalker spark and the ability to create Magic cards. The first gave Aslan the power to freely travel to different worlds.
The latter allowed him to turn his experiences into his own power, then manifest them as Magic cards.
Was there any need to hide his abilities? Not at all. He might have considered it earlier.
But after Shiroyasha saw the essence of his abilities at a single glance, Aslan gave up.
Better to be open—it would make gaining investment easier.
After all, as a Planeswalker, what needed to be hidden wasn't the ability to travel between worlds or create Magic cards, but which Magic cards he actually possessed.
"And, if I had arrived just one day earlier, perhaps I could've been your friend, Kurousagi?"
Saying this, Aslan pulled out a Magic card containing snacks and handed it to Kurousagi, telling her to open it.
A single-use item card. Aslan had created many of these when preparing his supplies.
"Though, of course, there's a worse possibility..."
Aslan trailed off, not continuing. Both of them understood what he meant.
"That's true."
Kurousagi looked at Aslan, silent again, unsure what she was thinking.
But the quiet moment didn't last long. A blue-and-black blur suddenly dashed into Kurousagi's arms, hugging her tightly—almost knocking her to the ground.
Only Aslan's quick assistance softened the impact.
At the same time, lewd laughter echoed.
"Long time no see, Kurousagi!"
"Still feels just as good as usual~~~"
Shiroyasha said cheerfully, rubbing her body against Kurousagi's.
Meanwhile, Aslan could only clear his throat twice, reminding Shiroyasha to maintain her dignity!
His boss's authority was nearly ruined!
But Shiroyasha acted as if she hadn't heard him, continuing to cling tightly to Kurousagi, inhaling her scent.
One could only say—was she really Shiroyasha?
"You're truly the tastiest Kurousagi!"
"Kurousagi, I need your comfort~~~"
Kurousagi, being touched by Shiroyasha, quickly snapped back to reality. She looked at the suddenly appeared Shiroyasha.
"Lord Shiroyasha? When did you arrive?"
Kurousagi was slightly surprised, but soon felt Shiroyasha's actions growing increasingly outrageous.
She couldn't take it anymore!
She grabbed Shiroyasha's head and forcefully threw her toward Aslan.
"Go find your own follower! Get away from me!"