Gacha Addict in a Matriarchal World - C.66: Preparation (4)

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I quietly looked at the softelasticflawlesswarmminigoddessoflove held in my hand.

Itā€™s small enough to fit snugly in my palm, but its proportions are identical to those of an adult woman. No, it wouldnā€™t be right to call them identical.

The sturdy pelvis and buttocks promise easy childbirth, and the heavy breasts seem to ensure a baby would never go hungry. On the other hand, the waist is slender, and the arms and legs are delicate, evoking both lust and a protective instinct.

An entity that refines femininity and beauty to the utmost. Isnā€™t it too harsh to equate such a figure with that of an ordinary adult woman?

And then thereā€™s the face. Pink eyes sparkle as if stars were embedded in them. A nose that is neither too high nor too low exudes a mysterious aura. From the faint smile on her lips, a kind of maternal love can be felt.

To think I would find a face the size of the joint of my finger this beautiful. The sexual allure of a woman and maternal love, all stimulated at once by her appearance. Nothing I have ever seen before could be as lovEllie as the being before me.

ā€œā€¦To see a setting Iā€™ve only read about in text become a reality is truly terrifying.ā€

I thought the original marble-carved figure was incredibly beautiful, but this is on another level. I kept admiring internally, looking beyond the overall impression to see what else had changed.

After the beauty that made her seem like a real goddess rather than a statue, the next thing that caught the eye would indeed be the intricate details. Originally, it was a well-carved statue that seemed to have real clothes, hair, and skin, but now, it was as if the real thing had been attached.

First, the soft and squishy texture of the skin. At first, it reminded me of the silicone material I often saw on Earth. Soft and squishy. A solitary writer needs a silent friend. In that sense, there was a time when I studied various materials for dolls. While itā€™s true that silicone feels good, itā€™s not to this extent. TPE material, which has a superior touch but lower durability and oozes oil, is the same.

It didnā€™t feel artificial. It felt like I was touching real human skin, and its warmth made it feel even more realistic.

ā€œSniff, sniff.ā€

I even smelled it, just in case, but instead of the smell of chemicals, I only sensed a pleasant scent of skin. Indeed, as much as the blessing sprinkled on me allows me to control my body odor, this should be a simple task.

While the skin is astonishing, it doesnā€™t end here. Next is the hair. Wavy pink hair ripples as it sways down to the waist. Yes, it sways. Surprisingly, the hair of the fully upgraded goddess statue was made not of stone but of a material resembling real hair!

Every livEllie strand was similar to, or even better than, Ellie, who usually spends a fortune diligently taking care of her fur. I tried to pull on a strand lightly, but there was no sign of it coming out, as if it had always been part of the same body.

With this, it seems safe to say that there wonā€™t be any incidents of hair loss from a momentary mistake, like with my girlfriend mkĀ·3.

ā€œSigh.ā€

I took a deep breath and finally examined the clothes. A garment from ancient Greece, made by weaving a single wide piece of cloth. A design reminiscent of a toga. Surprisingly, this also had transformed into a material just like real fabric.

ā€œā€¦Could it be?ā€

With a hopeful heart, I turned the statue upside down to peek underneath. Previously, it was impossible because it was completEllie attached to the body, but now it should be possible!

Flutter.

ā€œAh!ā€

However, unfortunatEllie, due to the posture, it is only visible up to the thighs, and I couldnā€™t confirm if or what panties it has on. In my haste, I tried to bend the knees slightly, but the legs wouldnā€™t budge at all. It seems like they donā€™t have joints.

ā€œHaahā€¦.ā€

Whatā€™s the point of a figure if you canā€™t see the panties? This makes it ā€˜unusableā€™ in real life!

Suddenly, I began to despise the world. With a feeling of disappointment, I started to fiddle with the soft chest of the goddess statue, wondering what other features it might have, one by one.

It took a while, but after looking into it, there wasnā€™t much to be impressed about. At best, it had become a relic emitting a faint divine power, capable of activating once a day to enhance physical abilities and regeneration speed, creating a mini sanctuary. On cold days, it could also serve as a hand warmer, and when placed in its special case, it turned into RGB lighting, smoothly transitioning through all existing colors.

Beyond that, there really wasnā€™t any notable effect. Love dollā€¦ no, onaholeā€¦ not that either. Anyway, for something that raised such high expectations, it was a rather underwhelming upgrade.

ā€œSince this came out because I asked to be watched over, I wondered if she had descended through divine possession, but it wasnā€™t even that.ā€

Itā€™s just a doll that feels strangEllie blasphemous to touch because it looks pretty, cute, sexy, and makes you feel good when you touch it, but it just happens to have the appearance of a goddess.

ā€œYouā€™ve given me trash again! Someday, I will have my revenge, Goddess of Love!!ā€

Shouting so, I gently stroked the goddess statue held in my hand. Then, I put it in its special case by my bedside, making it shine with the fancy RGB lighting, and slipped the second 4-star item that came out last, a large capacity subspace ring, onto my index finger.

This is also a really great item and useful, but since I already know the purpose and how to use it, thereā€™s no need to test this and that. The middle-aged woman from the Twin Dagger Clan who kidnapped me before used one, and Lydia also wore one on each finger to summon her necessary weapons whenever needed. I can use mine in the same way. Itā€™s just that the capacity has gotten much bigger.

ā€œYap.ā€

A peculiar resistance felt at the fingertips as a bit of magical power was infused. Then, I started stuffing various items inside. Leftover mana herbs and recovery herbs that seem unlikEllie to be consumed today, various potions, and even arrows, a unicorn dagger, and a sheathed dagger. Itā€™s time to also put in a few throwing weapons that Iā€™ve been deliberatEllie not using because they made me feel heavy.

Thereā€™s room for more, but considering the loot from hunting monsters, itā€™s probably best to keep some space free. Thinking this, I nodded. At that moment, I suddenly saw the RGB goddess statue illuminating the bed.

ā€œCould it beā€¦?ā€

It wasnā€™t given with the intention for me to carry the goddess statue wherever I go, right? After much thought, I couldnā€™t deny it. In case the precedent of me giving the goddess statue to someone else, only to suddenly end up with a fully awakened goddess statue, were to happen again, I decided to carry it around whenever possible.

ā€œStarting tomorrow, not today.ā€

As if making excuses to someone, I said that and lay down on the bed. The Goddess of Love statue, surrounded by the fancy lights, looked down at me with a compassionate smile.

ā€¦It was somewhat uncomfortable. But perhaps because of the divine power softly emanating from it, sleep came easily. The sensation of my body floating and my mind becoming hazy as I fell into sleep.

As my vision faded, I could see the corners of the goddess statueā€™s mouth turning up in a crooked smile, as if everything was going according to planā€¦

SurEllie, it was just a mistake seen in my drowsiness.

I woke up after a good sleep. Judging by the dazzling sunlight coming in from the window, it seems to be a clear day.

ā€œItā€™s a perfect day for killing someone.ā€

I nodded and abruptly got up from the bed. With familiar movements, I fully armed myself, and thenā€¦ no, I took the goddess statue out of its case and put it into the subspace before heading down to the first floor.

However, Ellie, who is always around, was nowhere to be seen. Only Lydia and Karen were there.

ā€œHuh? Whereā€™s Ellie?ā€

ā€œSenior Ellie went to get her equipment.ā€

ā€œAh? So, are we waiting here to go together?ā€

ā€œYes. However, Inquisitor Karen will wait a bit longer and then enter alone later.ā€

ā€œSheā€™s wary of the eyes planted in the guild.ā€

ā€œCorrect. Weā€™ve agreed to meet at Safe Zone 26, so Iā€™ll go ahead and wait there to join up then.ā€

ā€œSounds good!ā€

Karen, who had been devoutly praying to the goddess statue I gave, released her clasped hands and said,

ā€œThereā€™s something you need to know, Sir Jonah.ā€

ā€œWhat is it?ā€

ā€œItā€™s possible that theyā€™ve strengthened their power more than what I had seen before. After all, I did stir things up quite a bit.ā€

ā€œRight.ā€

ā€œSo, if it seems our forces are insufficient, weā€™ll aim to stop the ritual rather than eradicate the heresy. And if even that seems too difficult, weā€™ll prioritize survival.ā€

ā€œI understand. In such a situation, thereā€™s no helping it.ā€

If asked whether itā€™s worth risking the lives of those quite dear to me, like Ellie and Lydiaā€¦ Well, Iā€™d say itā€™s not to that extent. Above all, itā€™s one thing to risk my own life, but I canā€™t ask others to risk theirs for me.

Nodding briefly, Ellie appeared in an attire that was not that of the usual bartender but a black full-body suit that clung tightly to her frame. The empty sleeve of one arm was tied up so it wouldnā€™t dangle.

Lydia raised her hand sharply towards Ellie, whose muscular figure was fully exposed.

ā€œSenior Ellie. Jonah is rolling up some expensive equipment Iā€™ve never seen before.ā€

ā€œā€¦Huh?ā€

Ellie, tilting her head in confusion, was met with Lydia driving the point home.

ā€œA transparent cloak hard to find even in the Magic Tower, boots with magic embedded, and even a top-grade subspace ring. Did he rob your storage, Senior Ellie?ā€

ā€œBut I donā€™t have such equipment.ā€

ā€œThatā€™s a baseless slander! Would I ever steal Ellieā€™s equipment?!ā€

Ellie tilted her head to the other side, and I shouted in frustration.

Then Lydia blinked with an indifferent expression.

ā€œThen where did you steal them from?ā€

ā€œDonā€™t start with the assumption I stole them!ā€

ā€œDidnā€™t you?ā€

ā€œNo!ā€

I let out a deep sigh and then pointed at Karen, who was looking around beside me.

ā€œYesterday, after praying fervently to the Goddess of Love with the money I received from Inquisitor Karen, I fell asleep, and then it suddenly appeared. This shows that I am a man of deep faith.ā€

ā€œHmm. If itā€™s Sir Jonah, it could be possible.ā€

Karen nodded her head. Then, she began to offer prayers to me.

ā€¦She believes this?

Jonah is probably referring to a character from the mobile game 'Girl's Frontline' ?

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