Then I was wandering around the city....

''Hmm?''

　I stop in front of a building.

'A tavern........can I get some meaningful information here.......?

　For a thousand years, the tavern has been a typical place where information is gathered.
　Taverns attract a wide variety of people. Adventurers, knights, and even merchants.
　And because there is alcohol in the mix, their mouths are inexorably lightened.
　I'm not much of a drinker - just sitting at the counter and listening to people talk will help you gather information.

Let's go.

　At will, he ducked through the door of the tavern.

　The inside was even more crowded with people...or gods, than I had imagined.
　Even though it was the middle of the day, it was quite busy.

　If there are this many gods and angels, it would be nice if we could get some information.

　There is no guidance from the clerk. I sat down at the counter with the gods drinking and enjoying their drinks in the background.

"What do you want to drink?

　On the other side of the counter.
　You are approached by the waitress.

'Well I'll have a less strong drink. I'm not a good drinker, you know.
'You're quite the thing to come here when you're not a good drinker. Well, I know it's going to be noisy, but take your time.

　The waiter served me a clear, colorless liquor that looked like water with a strange look on his face.

　The scent of alcohol, which pours through my nose, is not my forte.
　Well, I'm not good at it - and although I sipped it, I don't get drunk in small doses. I just don't like the taste of it.

　I tipped my glass and listened softly to the voices around me as I drank the liquor inside.


Oh no, I gambled away all my money again.
The human world is so peaceful and boring these days.
Peace is all that matters. Don't talk nonsense.
After this barbecue, I'm going to get married.
Master, give me an ale, O'Kawaree.


　What people are talking about is a trivial matter.

'Are these parts not so different from humans?

　I haven't been in the divine world for very long, but it seems almost the same as the human world.

　The same drinks are popular as in the human world.
　Some girls are picked on, while others are picked on in reverse.
　They use these bars to vent their grievances and get rid of their daily fatigue.

　It is said that an ancient man once said, "Man is God's own creation and alter ego," but somehow, looking at the divine world like this, I am tempted to believe him.

Is this normal?　....No.

　--Something is wrong.

　The scene was no different from the human world.
　I felt a slight sense of discomfort there.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what that strange feeling is as you nibble away at your drink.


"Hey, there, bro!


　Pong.
　I heard a voice behind me and a hand on my shoulder.

　Uncomfortable.
　I shake it off.

"What?

　When I turned around, I saw a muscular man with a contorted face.
　Hmm. Apparently, he didn't like my reaction.

'Heh!　Drinking so little alcohol is a waste of time. Go home and drink your mother's milk.
There are many ways to drink, and there are many ways to drink. I don't deny that you can drink to the point of forgetting yourself and enjoying yourself, but that doesn't mean you should make fun of those who drink to the point of not getting drunk.


　The man looked into my face.

　Then he contorted his face into a goofy smile.

'Hahaha!　This guy's a human being!　How dare you humans blend into the God Realm!

　He opened his big mouth and started laughing.

　The man's laughter was very unpleasant and echoed around him.
　Maybe that's why all the gazes of those who had been drinking were drawn to us at once.

Hey, it's just a little sightseeing trip.
'I don't think you can come to the God Realm as a tourist but well, it doesn't matter. But human beings are such poor creatures. Like the way you drink, you have a very frail body.
Huh. I think you might want to shave off a little more of that useless meat.
What?

　The man recoils.

"You think my body is a waste of meat?
''Yeah. It looks like you're working out, but there's too much waste in the way you work out.
What...!　It's a very interesting thing to say. They say that people don't have the ability to see.

　The guy sits down next to me.

　
　I've been drinking unusually well, and have become somewhat drunk as well?
　This is going to be a long story.

"Hey, bro. It's a drinking game. Game on.

　Boom!
　The man places his right elbow on the table and lifts the corner of his mouth in a smirk.

'What do you think you're doing?'
Arm-wrestling? You're so high and mighty, you could beat me, right?

　You see, it's still going to be a hassle.
　It's easy to shake the guy off here and walk out of the store. There's no benefit in going all the way to this guy's game.

　But on the other hand, I wanted to gather some more information in this bar.
　Because so far the harvest has been zero.

''Huh..... Alright.

　I let out a sigh and accept the man's game.
　The game will be won in an instant. It's a waste of time arguing here.

You're in a pretty good mood. I'm going to have to get ready. Let's go.
It's easy to win an arm-wrestling match with you even if I can't touch you.
What?

　The man gives you a 'I don't know what you're talking about' look.

'Just so you know, no magic, okay?　Once you do that, the nature of the game changes.
Of course.

　I stare at the man's face.

　Then.

"Gu, oh...?

　The back of the man's hand moved closer and closer to the table.

'What do you mean?　Why did your hand go on its own...?

　He tried to hold his right hand down with his left hand as it moved on its own.
　Normally, he would have lost a foul play here. But there was no need to point that out.

'Lose.'

　I uttered that word as a warning, and the man's body leaned back further.

Whoa!

　He shouted, and finally the back of his hand was on the table.

　And it didn't stop there.
　The hand went through the table and the man rolled dumbly to the floor.

'I told you.　He said he could win without touching me.

　It's bad enough for the clerk to leave the table like this.
　I use my magic to put the table back together and then look down at the fallen man.

''What do you mean...?　Surely you didn't touch me or use any magic?　And yet.... why did my hand take the liberty of...?
The difference between you and me is too great. This is the reason why you unconsciously feared me, saying 'I can't win a proper fight. That's why your right hand started moving on its own and tried to avoid a fight with me.

　A little guy like this, too stupid to even fight properly.
　I glared at my opponent with intimidation.
　As a result, this fearful fellow's 'unconscious' admitted defeat by itself.

I said, "Muscles are honest, aren't they? They don't even try to fight an absolutely strong opponent.''