"Now, let's throw it. I wonder who it would stab. There are countless bad years."

God of Destiny is about to throw a dart now.

So what should I do?

Of course, I don't get the answer either. I'm not leaving, but...

I saw Lycra's expression again.

It soon became clear that it was conflicting.

Yeah, that's right.

The answer came from within me.

The god of destiny throws darts.

I quickly jumped into the physical...

I grabbed the dart with my right hand.

"That's my answer!

I screamed.

"This may not be the right thing to do, but if my apprentice is worried, I will make the decision instead! This makes Lycra uncomfortable because it's unreasonable!

I can't tell if it's right. So I chose to get rid of one of my disciples.

If this puts you in a bad position, then it's time. Fortunately, the connection is quite strong, including other gods. When it's time, take a stand against it thoroughly.

"Ah, Azsa!

Lycra's voice was a little blurred.

"Huh. I wonder if it means refusing to allow people to be born with bad luck. That was pretty thoughtful."

With a little smile on his mouth, the God of Destiny said. Too bad personality.

"It's unreasonable for me to create people who are the most unhappy. Well, from God's point of view, it may be necessary... but from a human point of view, there are people who are dying, but it's not good to be in a position to stop them."

For the time being, that's something to stop. Yes, I think so. I don't think it's the right thing to do to leave him there.

"And Lycra said, 'I can't help it. I can't stop it."

I looked at Lycra and laughed.

As a master, that would be a bad attitude.

"Master Azsa... I was really happy as a disciple of Master Azsa!

"Don't say it in the past because you're scared!

Because it seems to assume that I did something irrevocable.

Well, maybe it's true.

Now, Carphen the God of Destiny, how does it work?

"... I'm sorry. I'm just kidding. I want you to forgive me."

Carfen put his hands in front of him and said, "Hold on."

"What? Are you kidding?

I'm having trouble with emotional interactions...

"I don't decide who gets unhappy in bad times. Bad years are only cultural, not until God intervenes. There's no doubt about it."

"Then what have you been up to now!

I am very unconvinced.

"Oh, I was really going to make a crap joke, but... I was really impressed... and I couldn't find any drawbacks either... I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Carfen went on apologizing.

"No, you can't! Anyway, if it's a story from that crowd, I'll take anyone seriously if God does! There's a joke to do and a joke that's not!

"Yeah, that's right. It's just my mistake...."

I can't claim anything more than an apology, and I'll have to drop it here...

"Um, Azsa, um..."

Now that Carfen's apology had stopped, Leica was called.

"It was so cool... I want to continue to be a disciple of Azsa!

I'm glad to hear that, but I'm more illuminated than that...

Both Hulkara and Rosalee say it's amazing. I don't feel comfortable with this...

"Hulkara, look, there seems to be no problem with bad years, so let's go home. Yeah, let's go, let's go!

I've chosen to evacuate now! No need to stay long!

I felt a little sad about Carfen.

"I see... This is the edge of something. If you have any concerns, you can come back to the question. If you can read the clay board, I'll ask you as many questions as you want."

Doesn't this god actually want someone to talk to...?

I simply don't feel comfortable communicating.

I thought it would be rude to say it directly, so I refrained on the spot.

When I returned to the original world, I felt a little relieved, but I couldn't settle down once.

When you ride back on the back of a dragon-shaped Lycra,

"Azsa is truly a fine man."

I was complimented, and my heart began to feel uneasy.

Too much respect is also an idea.

And that night, Halkara,

"It's a celebration because it has nothing to do with bad years!

So I drank too much and got drunk.

It's inevitable to drink and get drunk until you get drunk!

Later, I asked Nintan a question.

"The God of Destiny, you don't have many friends..."

"He's obsessed with a character named God of Destiny... and that's how it feels. I can't go out and play with myself more than that character."

It seems that my expectations were largely correct...

"I'm a troublesome guy, but I don't think I'd do anything harmful, so it would be helpful if you could do it from time to time"

"Yes, I understand."

If someone were free, I would send them to God of Destiny...