Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V2 Chapter 13

Chapter 13: “Isn’t calling yourself a fiancé kind of pathetic?”

In a certain part of the divine realm.

Alphonse Michael, the son of the archangel Michael, a high-ranking official in the divine realm, was speaking to his father in an irritated tone.

His father was enjoying a beer deliciously after finishing work.

“Father… It’s about time you bring Koume back.”

“Alphonse. Your father is tirelessly working on tasks abandoned by God. And now, at the end of one of those long days, I’m enjoying a cold beer, you see?”

“I can see that without you having to explain!”

Unlike Alphonse, only the archangel Michael himself can use the name Michael as his title. 

In the divine realm, especially among angels, he possesses the highest power. 

His strength was so great that he once cast the archangel Lucifer, then hailed as the strongest in the divine realm, down to the demon world.

Michael, sitting cross-legged on the living room sofa in grey sweatpants, appeared devoid of any dignity.

Despite looking like a beautiful young man in his mid-twenties with long, shining blond hair, the sweatpants he wore seemed out of place. 

However, a pair of sweats purchased from a mass retailer for 1980 yen seemed almost like high-end brand sportswear on him.

His son, Alphonse, a tall young man around twenty, had a physique befitting a warrior. Though not as powerful as his father, he held considerable strength among angels. 

With blond hair inherited from his father stretching to his shoulders, he was dressed in slim jeans, leather shoes, and a shirt with the top buttons undone.

“How many years do you think it’s been since Koume started fooling around in the human world? Lucifer’s eldest son fell from grace, his second son is obsessed with humans, and his eldest daughter is a jobless woman frantically searching for a husband. The only one I thought was sensible, Koume, suddenly changed her personality hundreds of years ago… The old ladies in the neighborhood were lamenting.”

“Lucifer-san’s family matters should be left to Lucifer-san.”

“Look! Koume is my fiancée!”

Michael looked coldly at his son, who claimed to be Koume’s fiancé.

“Alphonse, you are not Koume’s fiancé. Lucifer-san, or rather, Satan, has set conditions for marrying Koume. You must be stronger than her. You were utterly defeated by her once, weren’t you?”

“That was hundreds of years ago! I’m stronger now!”

“Is that so?”

“I even defeated the gods of the North!”

Alphonse boasted. 

After his defeat by Koume, he sought strength and underwent warrior training. He traveled to the cities of the Norse gods, fought, and trained with renowned deities.

“That’s commendable. However, you do not know Koume’s latent potential.”

“No matter how strong Koume is…”

“She does not fight seriously. If she were to use her full power, it would cause damage to those around her. The kind-hearted her does not wish for that.”

Indeed, even without exerting her full strength, Koume Lucifer is formidable.

“I won’t tell you not to meddle, but don’t try to fight and subdue her. Koume’s power exceeds even that of the fallen Lucifer.”

“That’s impossible!”

“Leaving Koume aside, God and Satan have recommended the eldest daughter of the Lucifer family. What do you think?”

“No way! Who would want to marry a marriage-hunting monster? Influenced by humans in a weird way! She’s even demanding an annual income of ten million from us!”

“We are influenced by humans, for better or worse, so it can’t be helped. Now, why don’t you help me with my work for a change?”

Ignoring his father’s words, Alphonse turned away.

“Wait a moment. You’re not planning to go to the human world, are you?” 

Michael, with a frothy beard at his mouth, glared sharply at his son. Alphonse turned back, his face red with anger, and showed his smartphone to his father.

“Look at this! Koume, posting a photo on social media cheek to cheek with a human boy, how indecent! As her fiancé, I must go and guide her correctly!”

On the smartphone’s screen was a photo of Koume, grinning broadly while holding a huge carp, and Natsuki, blushing from being too close but also holding the carp. 

Michael stared at it, unable to see the indecency, pondering if there was some hidden message he was missing, but it was just an innocent photo.

“What is indecent about this? And, I’ll say it again, Koume is not your fiancée.”

“Shut up! I’m going to pick her up!”

“Wait, hold on.”

Michael called out, but Alphonse was already gone in a hurry.

“Ah. This is troublesome.”

Michael sighed, opening another can of beer. 

“After work hours, my mission is to drink beer and watch videos. Koume, you’ll have to deal with the trouble that falls upon you yourself. Cheers!”

Knowing that Alphonse stood no chance against Koume, Michael resigned himself to enjoy his leisure time, letting his son go.

―However, even Michael couldn’t have predicted that Alphonse would end up clashing with a human boy.

〜〜Afterword〜〜

Michael: The type to pour canned beer into a glass perfectly. Gets angry if he fails.

Satan: The type to drink directly from the can and always crushes it afterward. Makes sure to dispose of his trash properly.

God: Sits on tatami mats around a round table, pours beer from a bottle into a small glass, and sips slowly. Showa era style.