Chapter 734: Gods Growth ⑨ (1/2)

If one had to describe it, it may have just been a small change. If I had to describe what I feel, I think that might be the case.

However, even if it's something you'd say is simple later, it still won't change that you need to find something hard for you to find.

At least, Fate-san has switched her goal to ”get to know the other party first”…… and the relationship between my parents and Fate-san was dramatically improving.

Of course, there were a few awkward moments, but I was able to mediate between them, and the conversation continued without pause.

[Ahaha, is that so. You're a bad cook huh, Akarin?]

[……N- No, just a bit. I'm just slightly, really slightly…… the difference between me and the good cooks is just paper-thin! I'm just slightly worse than others.]

[That paper sure is as thick as the space between heaven and earth.]

[……Dear?]

[Ah, yes, I'm sorry.]

Fate-san was able to talk to both Mom and Dad with a natural smile, but it seems like she was more in tune with Mom.

[That won't do, Akarin.]

[N- No, if you put it that way, since Fate-sama is a God, doesn't that mean you have never cooked before? Then, doesn't that mean Fate-sama is a bad cook too!?]

[……Hmph, unfortunately for you, Akarin, but I'm the God who governs fate, you know? Once I settle that my hands are fated to make ”something delicious”, I can make a delicious dish even if I just nonchalantly cook them.]

[That's cheating!]

[Well, even if I don't use my authority, I'm still a God, and I can do most things if I try. In fact, the first time I made cookies, they might be simple, but they came out delicious.]

[G- Gununu……. Curse this difference in specs.]

As Fate-san began to smile naturally, Mom's nervousness began abating and the content of their conversation gradually changed to a casual conversation, as if they were talking with a friend.

Thereupon, I glanced at my watch and saw that it was about time already, so I think it may be a good time to call it a night.

[……Well, leaving the subject of Mom's poor cooking skills aside, isn't it about time we call it a night?]

[Ahh, guess you're right. We did get into quite a conversation.]

Smiling at the completely relaxed Fate-san, who nodded upon my suggestion…… I decided to ask her about something that I had been curious about before.

[How is it, Fate-san? Mom and Dad…… Have you become interested in them?]

[Hmmm, I don't know.]

Even when she said that, there wasn't a trace of Fate-san's previous emotions on her face, and she looked somewhat refreshed.

[But you see, perhaps……. I think this is also fine. Because, you know, the heart is a complicated thing. I think drawing the line between the things I'm interested in and things I don't…… is something I shouldn't do.]

[…………………….]

[I had fun talking to Akarin and Kazuyan today, and I want to talk to them again…… That's why, I think this is fine.]

[I see, I guess you're right.]

I felt that this was probably as close to a perfect answer that she can get. Fate-san's sense of values, which had been based on whether she's interested or not, has changed and she is no longer bound by it.

I think that's really an astonishingly big growth.

[……Well, anyway, I'd better get going. Akarin, Kazuyan, let's chat again.]

[Yes, by all means.]

[I- I'll convince you that I'm not such a bad cook next time.]

[I hope you can convince me…… but judging by your fate, I guess I can't expect much.]

[Me being a bad cook is already predestined!?]

[Ahaha, that's that then……]

After lightly teasing Mom, Fate-san moved towards the door on a floating cushion, but stopped just as she put her hand on the door.

[……Fate-san?]

When I looked at Fate-san, who remained motionless and silent, I called out to her, and she slowly turned towards me with a smile.

[Ahh~~ I think I may have understood one more thing. I see, so this is how it feels…… Akarin and Kazuya, if I remember correctly, weren't your bodies created to fit this world?]

[Eh? Ah, yes.]

[It is as you said.]

[……I see.]