Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Of course, in order to maintain the persona created by the gods, Emma also pretended to be aloof the whole way.

But the older members of the group didn't hold it against her; instead, they used "cold and arrogant" as an explanation and continued to treat Emma with the same closeness as always. They also took great care of her throughout the journey...

"whee……"

Of course, Emma didn't forget that all of this was thanks to the gods.

"Thank you, Your Majesty... Emma will cherish this friendship."

However, the only thing that Emma regretted was Shirley's rejection.

She called out to her senior, Sherry, who was about to leave, asking if she wanted to go together. But Sherry easily brushed her off.

Emma blushed slightly as she recounted what she had just said.

"Therefore, we humbly beg Your Majesty to show mercy and not use the same methods on Senior Sherry as on Noah..."

After a short while, the blush on her face gradually faded.

The doll placed on the bedside table suddenly emitted a barely perceptible vibration...

"Woo~"

The doll opened its mouth, and Beibei's playful childish voice emerged from it.

Its enormous body instantly occupied most of the room, making the air feel oppressive and heavy.

"Waaah..."

Emma shrank back into the bed, feeling a little scared.

Beibei's body suddenly shrank by two sizes, and then she opened her big eyes and flew to the bedside to look at her curiously.

Emma, ​​startled, leaned her little head in and sniffed.

"Ow~"

Then it shook its head, seemingly confirming that this Emma wasn't "Emma," and then looked rather uninterested.

Emma thought to herself: This really is preferential treatment...

Even though the deity was controlling her body, Beibei was so enthusiastic...

To improve the relationship, Emma shakily raised her hand and pointed to a large bag of pudding that had been prepared on the desk.

"Um...would you like some?"

"Waaaaah~~"

Upon seeing this, Beibei immediately rubbed her cheek against hers. Then she darted over to the pudding and began to devour it.

They didn't even spit out the packaging box.

Even in the midst of the whirlwind, he sucked into his mouth the white stockings that Emma had just taken off by the bedside, still warm from her body!

"Beibei! You can't eat that!"

There was a flurry of excitement.

A moment later, the way Beibei "ate" filled Emma, ​​who was squatting to the side, with a sense of wonder.

I never expected that I would have a "little" pet.

But the cost of a pet is not low.

That bag of pudding cost her a total of 5000 yen...

If Beibei fed them like this every day, they wouldn't necessarily go bankrupt, but they would certainly be left penniless...

"Thank goodness, we have the gods..."

Emma breathed a sigh of relief.

When Beibei heard "God," her eyes seemed to light up for a moment, but then she continued her eating.

Emma pondered:

It seems that the gods also considered that she was just an ordinary high school girl, so they secured a generous position as a professional magical girl for her.

On her way home, she learned from her senior that professional magical girls earn a base salary of 100 million yen per month, not to mention the commissions from defeating wreckage...

"!"

Suddenly, Emma paused, stunned.

Could it be that I have become an extraordinary person with the help of a deity?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to make sense.

She's wealthy (received the benefits of a professional magical girl), popular (favored by many senior magical girls), and has powerful backers (the deputy director and veteran magical girl Sherry)...

It seems I've... become an extraordinary young lady?!

The young girl was a little excited and a little ashamed about the happy life that was about to begin...

"Waaaaah... What am I thinking! Emma, ​​you're not a middle school student anymore..."

Emma lay back down on the small bed, buried her head in the blanket, and let out a soft moan before the blush of embarrassment on her face faded.

After a long while, she slowly peeked out from under the covers and looked at the dim light.

Yes……

Whether it's becoming a magical girl; adopting Bebe as a pet and friend; building good relationships with Sherry and other senior magical girls; or getting a well-paying job at the Magic Bureau...

Before experiencing this unprecedented happiness, Emma did not forget that it was all thanks to that divine being.

Who exactly is "He" who controls my body?

He uses Emma as a vessel to manipulate time, simply to shape the world into what He wants it to be and to make the world treat the individual [Sakura Emma] favorably.

He is kind, gentle, and helpful. Even with the power to manipulate time, He did not do those unforgivable things.

On the contrary, Emma knew clearly that God was doing this for her own good, for Sherry's good, for everyone's good... Therefore, Emma felt at ease letting Him control her body.

Yet, despite His immense power and unparalleled help, Emma was unaware of His identity and could only offer an irresponsible summary as a "divine being."

"I wanted to help Him."

I want to know Him better.

They wanted to investigate His identity more thoroughly.

But... will it anger Him?

Will everything I've gained become a fleeting memory in this deep investigation?

Lost in these thoughts, Emma's eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

"Huh?"

Beibei seemed to have finished eating the pudding, and poked her head out to look down at her.

"Beibei... goodnight."

"Mmm~" Beibei rubbed against Emma's chest and then snuggled into Emma's blankets.

"Beibei...you can't secretly eat me, okay..."

"Awoo!" The promise sounded utterly insincere.

But in the moment before falling asleep, in the last second before consciousness faded, Emma had no time to care about Beibei.

She wanted to share her thoughts and anxieties with the person in her dream.

'Will I run into that older brother tonight?'

……

……

On the lush green lawn, under the azure sky, a set of table and chairs stands out abruptly.

Around the tables and chairs were floating desserts in circles, as well as several cups of tea.

Yang Wen and Sakura sat at the table and chairs.

The girl recounted what she had seen and heard that day. At first, she was indeed uneasy, worried that she was being too long-winded and would annoy Yang.

However, after Yang Wen nodded and asked a few questions, Sakura started talking non-stop, just like last time.

Interspersed among them were numerous beeping sounds, like those of a censor.

Whenever this happened, Yang Wen would hear Sakura make corrections on her own.

After a long while, Sakura finally finished speaking, and Yang Wen then took a sip of black tea.

He vaguely remembered that when he first came to this dream, he was waiting to have a wet dream.

But the nocturnal emission never came. Yang Wen felt like she had become a troublesome auntie in the neighborhood committee, listening to the troubles of young girls.

He guessed that the dream was related to the "immersive sleep aid" he was wearing, so he simply treated this place as a visual novel.

—"Phew~ That's it."

Sakura smiled.

"Although we experienced some setbacks today, we still managed to build good relationships with many senior colleagues!"

"That's good."

Yang Wen ate a cookie and casually asked,

"What's the state of your relationship with 'that person' you mentioned last time? Didn't you want to help him?"

"This one……"

When this topic came up, Sakura's expression darkened, and then she scratched her face somewhat embarrassedly.

“I always feel… I meant well but ended up doing something wrong, and I've troubled him again. But…”

She smiled and boasted cautiously.

"Although it was unexpected, I still received praise from 'that person'! Twice!"

"Wasn't it done very well?"

Yang Wen also smiled easily.

He felt very comfortable talking to Sakura.

Yang Wen has never liked socializing. Moreover, talking to Sakura, his dream girl, is obviously ineffective socializing.

However, even though it was ineffective social interaction, and most of the time it was just listening to Sakura's complaints... Yang Wen still felt a sense of "stress relief".

Perhaps it has something to do with Sakura's personality.

Sakura's personality is very similar to the pure and innocent personalities of the girls in "moe galgames," which undoubtedly makes Yang Wen, the "player," very relaxed.

This is one of the reasons why he considers this place a visual novel.

"Haha... Sorry, I feel like I've been talking about myself the whole time." Sakura twirled a strand of hair behind her ear shyly. "Big brother, I don't think I've ever heard you talk about yourself before."

Yang Wen scrutinized Sakura across from him as if questioning her.

Could it be that... the sleep aid manufacturer wants to use the girl's words to collect users' private information?

Sakura winked at him.

So cute!

Yang Wen thought about it and decided to let it go; it would just mean answering a few more loan calls anyway.

He reflected on his life while also respecting his privacy.

"Actually, there's not much to say. I'm just an ordinary person."

As Yang Wen said, his life is the life of "most people".

Unsurprisingly, I progressed from elementary school all the way to university. I endured the beatings of childhood and tasted the bitterness of studying; I arrived at a mediocre university and lived a mundane life.

I've never been on a plane, but I've taken the high-speed rail; I can't afford Michelin-starred restaurants, but I can easily afford Shaxian snacks; I haven't made any major mistakes, but I keep making minor ones.

Games and anime/manga (ACG) are among Yang Wen's few hobbies.

"Well……"

After listening to Yang Wen's somewhat tedious explanation, Sakura pondered for a while...