Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"... I don't know, why did you destroy the country you've been recalling?

After finishing the dish, Syndicate asks Kotalou.

"I didn't destroy you. Just a little internal affairs. I guzzled security and stuff. I even broke it to a critical point where it functions as a country. Because I needed to."

"... necessary?

The golden girls, they lower their plates.

And a new dish was brought in.

Soup.

A golden, transparent soup.

"Golden Firebird Soup. It's beautiful."

Kotalou starts drinking soup.

Syndicate also took the soup to her mouth with a spoon and tried it.

Rich.

But very quiet.

It is not flavorful due to the stock taken from various ingredients.

Perhaps this soup is made from a single, stand-alone stock.

Also, a flavor I've never eaten.

Yet very tasty.

"... Syndicate, why do you think the current situation like this game is happening?

To Kotalou's question, Syndicate answers with a little thought.

"Come on? It only said a certain circumstance. Didn't God wake you up or something?

Syndicate recalls what was written on her own tablet.

"Pfft!"

Kotalou, tremble.

"... what the hell"

"Oh, yeah, right. There's a situation. Well, that's what it says here."

Kotarou, let it contain, twinkle.

"... what are you trying to say"

"Hmmm...... right. Shall I change the question? You know what this is?

Kotalou took the purple machine out of his chest pocket.

Looks like a mobile console that has two screens, boasts 3D but doesn't really use that feature.

But on the back of it, it says iGOD.

"iGOD, right? God gives gifts to those who defeat demons"

"Blah!

Kotarou blows up again. More intense than just now.

"Hey, what's up?"

"No, I tried to be patient, but God, a gift... fukukukukuku... no matter when you ask, it's hilarious. It was annoying when he said it, but it was strange when Syndicate said it."

Kotalou, holding his belly, is desperately trying to contain his laughter.

Seeing as how it goes, Syndicate puts a spot on what Kotalou wants to say.

"A gift... no, you mean there's no god"

To Syndicate's question, Kotalou answers with tears in his eyes.

"Yes. At least I don't think God's such a convenient person is involved in this. Neither when I was recalled, nor when I defeated the Demon King, did he show up like that. In the first place, the circumstances in this situation are very human."

Kotalou puts up his iGOD so it looks like a syndicate.

"This isn't in the same shape as the guy Syndicate has, is it? Why do you think that is?

Syndicate tilts her face to the side.

"The answer is, when I was recalled, I didn't have a tablet device. More importantly, it was this console that made me display the letters I wanted at the time."

Kotalou turns his iGOD in circles in his hand.

Syndicate was remembering.

That the iGOD Sai got was pink.

Sai wants a pink tablet device, not a silver tablet like Syndicate.

"In other words, is the iGOD the thing that the owner wants shaped,"

"Ping Pawn. Big Correct"

Kotalou lifts his index finger.

"You used magic too, didn't you? Do you know what this demon means by the word, Syndicate?

Syndicate remembers playing a game before and wondering about it.

"Demons are Mara of Buddhism. Are you from desire?"

"Sasa but Syndicate. You know a lot about games."

"Uh-oh."

Kotalou continues the conversation, nodding satisfactorily.

"Yes, Mara. I mean, desire. Now, this world has turned into a world where desire can easily take shape."

With Kotalou's answer, Syndicate remembered the Death Ghost thing.

A boob lover, Tamura, was obsessed with the breasts of her big rough tail.

A boy named Mityama who attacked Sai was even crushing his love for Sai.

"Are Dead Ghosts Moving With Their Greed, too"

"Yes. He wants to live, he wants to move. It moves the body that's supposed to be dead, and lifelong greed determines further action. That's the Dead Ghost."

"... and the higher the level. Experience in the body... Experience, magic too? The higher the desire, the more it becomes to act according to that desire,"

To Syndicate's words, Kotalou opens his eyes.

"... you're a boulder. On the first day, I didn't understand the freshman year I told you about this."

"... you told another guy that you taught him this?

"Yeah. Just the guy who defeated the Dead Ghost on his own. Two, maybe? I wasn't even free enough to teach a fool not to think and act on his own."

Kotalou shrugs his shoulders.

"But if desire has taken shape, isn't the status quo too gamy for you to have a point?

"Because games are made with so much research into behavior and behavior that people want. It must be natural to resemble it. Is that what Syndicate says?

Stuck by Kotalou, Syndicate remembers.

Documentary, generating interesting games, but also many adults... that the geniuses, with their heads twisted, were desperate.

The stuff that the geniuses have piled up is the game of the day.

So much so that some people say that a console controller is the best controller in the world.

That much, it can be said that games today reproduce things that people essentially want.

"Sure, yeah.... but it was all about Gacha's weapons and stuff that was going to come out of the game."

"It's mostly from mythology, like the weapon of the game. There's hardly anything original about it. And I said desire, but it's not like the desire of one Syndicate took shape."

Kotarou opens his iGOD.

"I think I saw Syndicate, too, but there was a bulletin board, right? The graffiti yard where whoever got this wrote it on their own likes. Like that, the fundamentals of this device are packed with desires from people all over the world."

With that being said, Kotalou opens or closes an iGOD with an open or closed formula.

To Syndicate, that looked like a box for a moment.

Box packed with disaster.

At the bottom, what's stuck?

I hear you have a lot of theories.

"It is iGOD that desires from all over the world have matched my desires"

That's what Kotalou says, closes the iGOD.

"... Then why did it say something about a gift in the explanation? He smelled like a god."

To Syndicate's question, Kotalou laughs.

"We all want God to help us. More or less. To someone named God. I really think of myself as a god."

So, iGOD.

I am, God.