Pawahara Seijo no Osananajimi to Zetsuen Shitara, Nanimokamo ga Umaku Iku Yō ni Natte Saikyō no Bōke

[The Married Woman and the Naked God]

I wondered why the Phoenix Seal was engraved on Fluga-sama’s body.

What if… I asked Igniver-sama to check if the Phoenix Seal was also engraved on her body.

“Hm, very well.”

――Blaze!

“Wha!?”

After which, Igniver-sama manly (?) burned up her clothes and struck a daunting pose in front of us, stark naked.

I already got the chance to see it before, but man, her figure sure was outstanding.

Excluding me, there were only women here, so it was okay, but I believed it’d be in her best interest to feel a bit shy in things like this…

“As I thought…”

“Hou, this is a surprise.”

Anyway, just like in Fluga-sama’s case, a Phoenix Seal was also engraved on Igniver-sama’s lower abdomen.

Perhaps being deprived of power had degraded them from god to human.

Therefore, the Phoenix Seal which supposedly couldn’t be engraved on gods was engraved on them.

And the fact that the Phoenix Seal was engraved on them meant that my power was flowing into them.

In other words——this meant they could escape their demise, I was sure of it.

“I see. So that is the reason.”

Having gotten confirmation, I nodded and told everyone of that fact.

After I did, Igniver-sama folded her arms and stuck out her plump breasts with a fearless smile. “I expect no less from the man who’s caught my eye. Very well done!”

“T-thank you for the praise…”

Receiving her compliment made me happy, but if possible I’d like her to get dressed first.

◇ ◇

And so, we found a way to help the goddesses, but the method was kind of… yeah.

Naturally, not everyone could accept it just like that.

“This ain’t the time to grumble about trivial matters!? Just do it and get it over with!?”

“F-fool!? That’s not the problem here!?”

Or to be more specific, Turbo-sama objected to it.

Just raising her body must have been really painful to her, yet on top of that, she was now screaming with a bright red face.

“Good grief, it’s unbelievable that someone who is also one of Olgou’s halves to show such timidity. What in the world do you need to be so ashamed of?”

Well, you on the other hand needed some shame.

Please get dressed already.

“Shut up, you fool!? I’m not a wanton woman like you!? There’s no way I’m doing it with a man whom I’ve never even exchanged a ‘song’ with!?”

“…Song?”

As I was tilting my head, wondering what she was talking about, Tirna nodded, “Mm. Songs are important,” and explained, “Demi-humans like we mermaids or elves gifts a ‘song’ to the person we’re interested in. The person on the receiving end will then replies with a song, too. The reason for that is because a song is like a mass of aesthetics, it can let you and the person you’re interested in learn about each other’s compatibility. Hence why I said it’s important.”

“I-I see…”

Well, compatibility sure was important in a relationship.

But I think the songs they were gifting were the lyric-less, melody-only ones. What a romantic custom.

I got why Turbo-sama was into it, too.

But if that was the case, would it mean that I should gift a song to her, as well?

I wasn’t well-versed in songs, though…

The only songs I knew were the strange songs Elma usually hummed when we were still traveling together…

Hmm, as I groaned with a troubled expression, Igniver-sama said with a slightly amazed look on her face, “You have raised so many human children, yet to think you would say something so maidenly now. You can already be considered a married woman, you know?”

“W-who’s a married woman!? Or rather, you should get dressed already!?”

Indeed, Igniver-sama, who got a finger powerfully pointed at her, was still standing in a daunting pose while being stark naked.