The Goddess Is Obsessed With Me

"Immediately send back the gods gathered at the academy."

The principal's office was filled with a cold voice, a mix of negotiation and threat.

"Why not just wait a bit longer since they won't be here for long?"

The atmosphere was suffocating with its intense pressure.

"Our plans are being interrupted now, do you think we are unaware of your intentions? Such struggling is merely delaying the inevitable... Our objective is just a matter of time."

Arsia incisively exposed the principal's intentions, causing her to bite her lip in frustration.

"Time is plenty, but I don't want to waste it on useless things. So, I respectfully request that you send away the gods who are searching for us."

She spoke firmly, clearly not wanting to continue any further discusshion.

"I think it's better to leave them alone."

'I must buy some time... somehow for Aris...'

She didn't want to back down this time and was fighting her best in this one-sided relationship.

"Hmm... What kind of futile thoughts are you having now, displaying such deceptive behavior?"

To the cult members standing in front of her, even the oldest spirits seemed trivial in comparison.

She was powerful enough to obliterate them with a mere thought.

"The event ends today anyway... The gods will leave by evening, so it's better to wait."

Despite this, she had to back down, unable to comply with their demands.

"It's a waste of time, that's why we came here, isn't it?"

But she couldn't accept her fate so easily and continued to buy time by persuading them with plausible reasons.

"If I request the gods to leave as you want, wouldn't that raise suspicions?"

The cult leader paused, slightly taken aback by her words.

"What did you say...?"

Reacting with dissatisfaction, she still managed to force a smile at them. "Cancelling an ongoing event in full swing... Especially when it's supposed to end today. Forcibly stopping it now might actually make the gods suspicious and lead them to investigate this academy even more."

A plausible excuse, crafted from her various life experiences.

"You know, right? The bad rumors spreading from this academy have reached the outside... Even now, several divine factions are secretly moving to uncover the academy's dark secrets, aren't they?"

She suggested this not-so-subtle advice to them with a brighter smile, as if delivering a final blow.

"That’s why we decided to resolve this misunderstanding by holding an open event today, aiming to clear up any misconceptions."

Arsia’s words seemed to make them understand to some extent, their previously relaxed atmosphere turning slightly solemn.

"But if we just close down this well-going event, wouldn't it rather arouse suspicion and make the divine factions move more aggressively?"

As her words ended, a brief silence fell in the principal's office, but it didn’t last long.

"Remember, your actions won’t cause any delay in our plans. It's just a temporary obstacle; our plans are still a matter of time."

With that, the cult leader raised his hand to cast a spell.

"You can call upon us gladly, as we walk the path we choose to take..."

Bang!

The principal's office door burst open with a loud noise, interrupting his words.

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"What?! An intruder?!"

Another cult member, startled, blurted out in panic.

"Gravity Bullet!"

"Argh!"

The mood was shattered as an intruder broke in, and one of the heretics was hit by a magic spell, losing consciousness.

"A magic of invisibility...?"

The leader, for the first time, let out a voice mixed with strictness and panic.

"Who...?"

But in contrast, Arsia murmured with a voice filled with desperate hope, perhaps expecting a savior.

And the answer to this hope was... "Arsia!"

It was a girl who resembled her.

It felt like she arrived at just the right time.

At the scene were Arsia and several people presumed to be members of the cult.

If this unfair relationship was true, then the principal might be on our side. Convincing her could easily allow us to take control of the current situation.

And indeed, her expresshion mixed with emotions of sorrow, worry, joy, and anxiety upon our arrival.

"Aris?! What are you doing here?!"

She called out to Aris with a somewhat anxious voice, stretching out her slender hand as if begging her not to intervene.

"Please don't step in! I don't want to lose you!"

What kind of story could she be holding back... Tears glistened on her cheeks, just recently dried.

"It's okay, Arsia! Everything will be alright!"

The student council president, with a voice full of confidence, comforted her.

"Let the enemies be baptized with water, let their bodies be torn and suffer!"

"Water Tornado!"

With that command, fierce waves swirling like a whirlpool erupted from her hands, engulfing the heretics and turning the place into a scene of chaos.

"Aargh!"

"We won't just stand by and take this!"

Annoyed voices rose, and they began to act. A man's voice, deep and resonating as if echoing through the room, commanded,

"Don't move!"

A burly man appeared, gripping something in his pocket as if threatening to unleash something formidable if not obeyed.

"Go ahead and try -"

"No! Please stop!!"

Arsia, as if anticipating their next move, screamed desperately.

"Aris, stop! Don't provoke them anymore!!!"

Her urgent and earnest plea slightly baffled Aris, causing her to hesitate in her actions.

"Just wait, don't destroy it! It's my fault! I'll do as you wish, just let this one go!!"

What could be driving her to such despair... "Then kick those guys out immediately, before I destroy them!"

Could it be...

No, it's not just a possibility. It wasn’t surprising that she was so desperately non-aggressive upon hearing this news, which she shouldn't have known yet.

If... the reason she's trying to stop us is because of the pendant...

"Arsia, don't worry!"

Shouldn't telling her the truth be enough?

With absolute certainty about this obvious fact, I shouted to her the information we had just learned.

"If you’re talking about the pendant, our side has already retrieved it, so if you’re not with them, you can rest assured and oppose them!"

"What...?"

Her reaction, the head of the academy, was one of disbelief as the atmosphere changed in an instant.

"Could it be... really...?"

At first, she seemed incredulous, doubting the truth of my words...

"Is that true?"

But soon, she directed a question filled with lethal intent not at us but at those who had been provoking her.

The cult members, in response to her question, were unable to answer, and the burly man who had been reaching into his pocket seemed frozen in a difficult situation.

"Oh..."

Her reaction seemed mildly intrigued, but then she turned to the cult with what seemed like silent affirmation...

"Disappear!!"

Whoosh!

She unleashed a punishment that, in comparison to what she had suffered, might have seemed mild.

A burst of blue light, and when vishion returned, all the heretics were sprawled on the ground.

"How dare you deceive me all this time..."

Still seething with rage, she ground her teeth in anger towards them, an emotion so fierce that it was almost frightening.

The situation ended somewhat anticlimactically. We expected an easy resolution if she sided with us, but this was something else...

It was a disappointingly brief and overwhelmingly swift development.

"Really! All because of this! How much! Suffering! I felt!!"

With each word, she released her hatred, casting spells on those already unconscious.

The atmosphere was too dangerously charged for anyone to intervene. "Luceria...? Please, calm down first..."

I had to say something, trying my best to keep my voice low so as not to aggravate her further, but...

Suddenly!

I felt a light shock against my body, and the reaction I received from her was the complete opposite of just a moment ago.

"Thank you so much! I don't know exactly how you did it, but you saved Aris, right?! How can I ever repay you! You're not just Aris's... you're my lifesaver!"

She seemed so overwhelmed with gratitude that she was struggling to express her feelings, hurriedly pouring out all the words that came to mind.

Arsia hugged me a bit too tightly, almost uncomfortably, and it was a bit embarrassing given the onlookers.

"Um... Principal? If you could let go, that would be... a bit better..."

After embracing me and shedding tears of emotion, Arsia finally seemed to return to reality.

"Oh my? Wait... I got too excited!!"

She quickly pulled away from me, coughing to cover her embarrassment, her cheeks turning a shy shade of red.

"Arsia... try to control yourself a bit..."

Aris, seemingly a bit embarrassed herself, said something, but her face betrayed a hint of jealousy.

"Sorry, Aris... I guess I got too carried away with the joy of liberation..."

Liberation's joy... it was clear now.

"It's okay... But now..."

But then, she quickly turned serious, casting a solemn gaze at Arsia, who also became more somber, following Aris's lead.

"We have a lot to talk about, don’t we?"

She nodded vigorously to this question.

"I don’t even know where to start... But..."

Arsia took Aris's hand, who could almost be called her daughter or even her alter ego, and began to unveil the story shrouded in mystery.

The entire history she had experienced.

"Perhaps it’s best to start from my birth."

The place where she first opened her eyes to the world was dark and unpleasant, filled only with discomfort and shadows. "Ah...?"

Only seconds after her birth, she was a newborn without concept, yet she inherited the knowledge of her origin, gaining enlightenment at a rapid pace.

"Have you awakened, my sacrifice?"

Spirits are a race created in the image of gods, made of pure magic and close to demigods.

"Where is this..."

It was only when she first spoke that her time truly began to flow, quickly becoming aware of her reality and looking at the entity standing before her.

"Just call it my homeland."

The brief response was cold, almost unkind; biologically she might not be, but conceptually, Arsia's 'mother' was indeed distant.

"I will now tell you your misshion, the reason you were given life... the purpose of your existence."

Her creator, staring into the void as if looking at a distant mountain, seemed to be contemplating some profound concept.

"In the distant future, you will become the flesh for my resurrection, a sacrifice born and destined to die for me... That is why you were created."

Arsia's creator imposed a unilateral sacrifice. Despite the unfair command, she had to nod indifferently as per her design.

"I understand... for you..."

Arsia, speaking in a weak voice as if under hypnosis, soon poses a question after acknowledging her existence.

"May I know your name?"

"Name...?"

Her creator seemed perplexed by the unexpected question, responding with an indifferent and cold voice that could hardly be considered parental.

"Luceria."

Arsia nods quietly as her creator reveals the name.

"In the distant future, when my counterpart appears, you will willingly give your life for my resurrection."

For her, who did not yet understand emotions, even this was a duty she had to willingly accept. "I understand..."

Arsia, with a voice cold and emotionless like a machine, murmurs softly.

"Your counterpart..."

She kept muttering that single word, bowing her head to the ancient deity who had determined her fate.