In This World That Favors Men, I... ~Starting a Sweet School Life in a World With a 1:8 Gender Ratio~ - 104

Chapter 104: What Kind of Dream Was It Again?

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A softly wafting, sweet and rich vanilla aroma. A golden custard that melted gently on the tongue. A slightly bitter burnt caramel that crumbled apart upon touch. 

All of my most beloved delights swirled together in a slow, fulfilling world. They floated around me now. I felt incredibly happy. 

Is this heaven? I could live here forever…

Just as I was thinking that, overwhelmed by how comfortable everything felt—

《No. This is not heaven. And you cannot live here. Devout Apostle, Linkstar. It is time to awaken.》

Linkstar? Who’s that? …Wait, is that me?

Called by a gentle yet curiously commanding voice, my drifting, dozing consciousness snapped rapidly into wakefulness.

“Where is this?”

Still feeling light and floaty, I asked, and the voice responded once more.

《This is a subspace where divine concepts have been visualized for your convenience. It was prepared so I could speak to you directly.》

Divine concepts? I didn’t really understand the first part of that.

“Speak to me? Then… who are you?”

I finally turned my gaze toward the voice—and was stunned.

“This is… Pudding à la mode? …No, wait, that’s not it, right?”

Floating before me was a rather large, transparent glass dish. A boat-shaped dish made of glass and in its center, jiggling delightfully in place, was apparently the source of the voice.

A plump, custard-colored chick, sparkling with divine brilliance. It was lavishly decorated with juicy cut fruits and beautifully piped whipped cream, radiating such mouthwatering charm that I wanted nothing more than to scoop it up with a spoon and eat it right then and there.

Just one bite. Can I have one bite?

《I am what you would call the Pudding God. I bestow my blessings upon those who love pudding, revere pudding, and are prepared to dedicate themselves to pudding.》

“Then… You’re the one who welcomed me into that world?”

To think the deity who saved me was this charming. 

Ahh, I need a spoon.

《You may put it that way. In your previous world, you were in an extremely dangerous situation. I brought you here as a potential Apostle.》

“An Apostle? So… You called me here to fulfill some kind of mission?”

《What I ask of you is to spread the word of pudding and, through that, increase divine power in the chaotic ‘Dreams World’—the world where dreams come true.》

“So specifically, what should I do?”

《Just continue as you have. Follow the diary and the advice of the spirit, and keep spreading the word of pudding.》

“I get the diary part, but… The spirit?”

《The spirit is always by your side. As of today, you have been promoted from Apostle Candidate to full Apostle. This is due to the increase in your soul’s energy, brought about by your own efforts.》

“Does becoming an Apostle change anything about how I live?”

《My influence in that world has grown stronger. As a result, your wishes as an Apostle will be easier to fulfill. Please continue to work hard in your mission.》

“Yes. If it’s the same kind of activity I’ve already been doing, I’ll gladly keep going. I love pudding, and I truly want everyone else to enjoy delicious pudding too. That’s how I honestly feel. So I’ll do my best from now on. It’s a shame I’ve forgotten everything about my previous world, but I’m so happy with how things are now. I’m deeply grateful to you, God.”

If it was true that I’d been in a critical situation in my old world, then I’d been saved and granted a second life. And not just any life. It was a truly wonderful one.

《What you desire above all is your memory, correct? However, memory erasure is a rule when transferring to this world, so it cannot be reversed. Instead, I will give you something your spirit deeply wishes for. Now then, Linkstar. I look forward to the day we meet again.》

With those words, the ridiculously delicious-looking, jiggly pudding gave me what seemed to be a warm smile.

Wait. Just a little taste… I just want to—

“O… chan!”

“Hey, Onii-chan!”

Huh? Who? There was something really delicious right in front of me… Huh?

“Onii-chan, if you sleep here like this, you’ll catch a cold!”

When I opened my eyes, I saw Yui’s slightly flustered face right in front of mine. Apparently, I’d fallen asleep on the couch in the living room without realizing it. The AC had been left on, and my body felt a bit chilled.

I felt like I’d just had a really amazing dream. Like I was this close to tasting something absolutely divine.

“I wonder what kind of dream was it again?”

“Onii-chan, are you still half-asleep?”

“No, I just… I feel like I had such a wonderful dream, but I forgot everything.”

“Everything?”

“Yeah. It’s a shame, but I can’t remember a thing.”

What a waste. I was sure I remembered it right before I woke up… So I thought to myself when suddenly, an announcement echoed inside my head.

《Congratulations on your promotion to Apostle. A gift from the Pudding God has arrived.》

Promotion to Apostle? What’s that supposed to mean? And a gift from a god? Wait, what? Wait! I really want to know what that is!

《You have obtained the Divine Skill: 【Blissful Curing】.》

Huh? Curing? What even is that?

And so, having been graciously appointed as an Apostle of the Pudding God, I was to continue my efforts to spread the joy of pudding throughout this world.

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