Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V2 Side Stories [End of Vol. 02]

Between Talks: “Maybe Amaterasu-sama is starting a diet?” ①

“Mio-chan, Miyako-chan! I’m thinking about starting a diet!”

“…Um, good luck?”

“…Please do.”

Mio Minazuki and her sister Miyako were initially honored to be invited to the divine realm of the goddess Amaterasu. However, they were at a loss for words upon hearing such a trivial announcement. 

Mio and Miyako’s room, befitting their young age, was well-organized and clean, unlike Amaterasu’s divine realm, which felt just like an ordinary six-tatami room, and frankly, was smaller than the sisters’ room.

But that was okay.

It’s all about personal preference when it comes to the size of a room. Miyako likes big rooms, while Mio feels more comfortable in smaller ones.

The problem was Amaterasu’s room seemed a bit messy. It wasn’t exactly dirty, but they wished it was a bit tidier.

Sitting on cushions around a round table in such a divine realm, Mio and Miyako were about to give a cold look upon hearing what the goddess was saying but quickly stopped themselves. 

It’s easy to forget, but Amaterasu is a well-known sun goddess. Normally, even for people from noble families, meeting her would not be possible.

But that was then, and this is now. Their respect for the goddess slightly diminished when she started talking about going on a diet.

“You two are so cold! Let’s diet together!”

“I don’t really need to diet… I don’t gain weight no matter what I eat.”

“So jealous!”

“Onee-chan doesn’t need to lose weight!”

“…Your sister is kind of scary.”

Miyako’s strong affection for her sister seemed to slightly overwhelm even the goddess Amaterasu. She thought to herself how, despite having two brothers, she had never been adored like that.

“Can I ask a question?”

“Of course, go ahead.”

“Why did you decide to go on a diet?”

Amaterasu’s expression darkened in response to Mio’s question, and at the same time, the previously clear sky outside the divine realm turned cloudy.

“…Remember when Samael-san visited the other day?”

“Yes.”

“She was quite a slim and beautiful lady, wasn’t she?”

“…Yes, that’s true.”

“And Koume-san is also a beauty with beautiful legs, and Ginko-chan looks like a model too… though she’s actually an old man inside. So, I felt a sense of crisis!”

“…Now, of all times?”

“Hey, Miyako, don’t say ‘now, of all times.’ Even if you think it, don’t say it. Nope.”

“Thank you for your ‘nope,’ Onee-chan!”

“…Your sister might be a bit weird. Well, it’s a minor thing.”

The sight of the composed young girl melting into a softer expression after being scolded by her sister was a bit scary.

“Um, so Amaterasu-sama, why include us?”

“Let’s be honest. I don’t have the confidence to achieve it alone, so please join me!”

“…”

“Uwaa.”

Mio remained silent, while Miyako audibly showed her reluctance. Despite deciding to diet, it seems the willpower was lacking.

“You know, Amaterasu-sama, if you let Grandma Unkai be strict with you, you might lose weight quickly…”

“Well, I don’t exactly want to become skinny. Even if I try hard, I can’t get beautiful legs. I just want to start by getting rid of my belly.”

“How about stopping beer? It seems to make you gain weight.”

“Unfortunately… beer is like water to me; I’d die without it.”

“Then, there’s no helping it.”

“Exactly.”

Miyako interjected as Amaterasu and Mio nodded in agreement.

“No, no, beer is beer! You should just drink water! Water! I don’t drink juice to avoid gaining weight! And even when I do, it’s only sometimes! Instead, I move my body!”

“I cut down on carbs by seventy percent, so it’s okay! Don’t lump beer and juice together!”

“Then let’s exercise! How about a light run around the Minazuki residence?”

“Eh? But isn’t that area all mountains?”

“Yes, it’s a mountain! It might be a bit rough, but that makes it all the more worth running!”

“…Um, you do know it’s a big deal for me just to leave my divine realm, right? If I get stuck in the mountains, will you carry me?”

Miyako couldn’t help but mutter, “What a hassle,” at such unexpected comments from a deity.

Amaterasu seemed to have heard it too, as her face twisted a bit.

“Can’t you just use your godly powers to deal with it?”

“…It appears that your respect for me, a deity, has disappeared in mere minutes! However, I don’t mind this type of reaction.”

“Just use your divine powers to make my stomach flat!”

“…The divine powers aren’t all-powerful. Even if gods like Amaterasu, Susanoo, Tsukuyomi, Dad, and Mom worked together, they couldn’t reduce the fat that took hundreds of years to accumulate.”

“So, that’s unfortunate. Thanks for trying. Let’s go, Onee-chan,” 

As Miyako started to leave the divine realm, the Great Goddess, Amaterasu-Omikami, clung to her legs.

“Don’t abandon me!”

“Let go!”

“No! I want to say goodbye to this flabby belly and go on a date with Kazuto-kyun!”

“Eh?”

“Huh?”

Both Miyako and Mio were stunned and returned to the table, giving Amaterasu a long look.

“What’s going on?”

“Do you really like that boy, Amaterasu-sama?”

“Mou, Miyako-san, don’t talk about ‘liking’ someone like that! It makes me blush! — But yes, I do love him, what about it?”

Seeing Amaterasu suddenly turn serious, Miyako felt a bit intimidated, but she gathered her courage and spoke up.

“I see. Kazuto Miyahara, huh? He happens to be my junior.”

“—!”

“And I have friends who are his classmates.”

“—!!”

“Do you want his photo or something?”

“I pledge my loyalty to you, Miyako Minazuki-sama!”

“Eh? What’s this all about?”

Surprised by the sudden turn of events, Mio blinked in astonishment.

〜〜Afterword〜〜

It looks like Miyako’s about to get Amaterasu to join her as a subordinate.

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Between Talks: “Maybe Amaterasu-sama is starting a diet?” ②

“I’m an ally of all maidens in love… A maiden?”

“Yes, ‘maiden’ sounds right! Please, don’t hesitate to call me a maiden!”

“I, Miyako Minazuki, will watch over Kazuto Miyahara-kun with all my might, making sure no other girl approaches him!”

“Kyaa, Miyako-sama, you’re amazing!”

“Leave it to me. With a glare, I can scare off any younger girls if I need to.”

“That’s so cool! Miyako-sama, you’re awesome!”

She may not be able to help with her diet, but she can definitely support her love.

Especially for Miyako, there’s an advantage of being ‘senior at school’.

She was thinking of using this to get on Amaterasu’s good side.

(If Amaterasu-sama favors us, the Minazuki family will be secure. And that means Onee-chan will be safe too!)

“But! Even if we prevent rivals from appearing, Amaterasu-sama herself must change!”

“―Eh?”

“First, we start with cleaning up the room.”

“―Wait, hold on. Does this room really need cleaning?”

Amaterasu tilted her head in confusion, as the room, cleaned by Unkai, wasn’t that dirty to begin with.

“I’ll be blunt because it’s definitely not for Amaterasu-sama’s benefit if I hold back.”

“Please do.”

“This room smells like alcohol!”

“Eh?”

“After you finish drinking, please wash the can and throw it away properly! Even if you were too drunk to do it that day, you can always do it the next day! Or maybe, use your divine powers to make the trash disappear! Next, let’s air out the futon! It might not smell bad, but keeping up with these small tasks is important! As for ventilation… I’m not sure if that concept applies to divine realms… No, actually, instead of staying cooped up in the divine realm, why not return to the room we’ve prepared and lead a proper life? Just living regularly can change your body. Let’s start with that.”

“Ah, this girl. Reminds me of Grandma Unkai.”

Amaterasu tried to look at Mio for help, but Mio just shook her head sadly.

“And while we’re at it, let’s cut back on beer. You don’t have to drink it every day; just on weekends would be fine. Reducing the amount you drink could help you lose weight, right?”

“…Whyyy?”

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t drink at all, just do it in moderation to avoid gaining weight. By the way, what was it that you had when you met with Natsuki and the others, whiskey? What about that?”

“Well, highballs don’t have carbs. They do have calories, but it’s the kind of calories that don’t really get stored in your body.”

“Then, let’s stick to those normally. Gradually reduce the amount, and eventually, switch to non-alcoholic!”

“No wayyyyyyyyyyyyy!”

Miyako Minazuki is a very responsible girl. 

Though she has her quirks, she’s hardworking and strict with herself. For Miyako, Amaterasu’s lazy lifestyle was far from appealing. 

She saw this as a perfect chance to help Amaterasu improve her life and hopefully earn some praise.

“Well said, Miyako!”

Suddenly, the divine realm opened wide, and Unkai walked in.

“Hey, Grandma! Don’t open the divine realm like a sliding door!”

“Ah, this Unkai! I was listening in from outside the divine realm!”

“You were listening!?”

“Actually, I also think Amaterasu-sama needs a diet. We need to do something about that sloppy… I mean, that indulgent body!”

“Did you just say ‘sloppy’?”

“So! I rushed to repair the Minazuki house that was recently wrecked by Natsuki-dono, and I’ve finished a gym and sauna!”

“Eh?”

“Huh?”

“What?”

At Unkai’s surprising announcement, Mio, Miyako, and Amaterasu all express their astonishment in unison.

“And! Please, Instructor, come in!”

“Hey! You must be Teruko-chan, right? I’m Jessie! I’m going to help you get a slender body!”

“I’ve also prepared a special instructor!”

“No wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! A blonde beauty with abs is ready to train usssssssssssssssssssssssss!”

“Jessie-dono was just looking for a job, and it turns out she used to be an instructor in her home country. So, I thought, why not?”

“Grandma Unkai, your social skills are off the charts! Unnecessarily high!”

“By the way, I’ve also got permission from Izanami-sama.”

“It’s all over now!”

Jessie was a beauty, wearing skinny jeans and a short T-shirt that exposed her stomach, topped with a hoodie. Her wavy blonde hair fluttered as she smiled warmly.

Miyako and Mio were also surprised, as they hadn’t expected Unkai to bring in an international instructor for Amaterasu.

“Hey! Mio and Miyako, let’s add a bit more muscle! You’ll become even nicer girls! Kaya is joining too, so let’s all work hard together!”

“Mom too!?”

“…For real?”

“Kaya hasn’t been moving around much lately, so I thought it’s best to start some proper exercise before she ends up like Amaterasu-sama. Of course, I’ll join too! I won’t let Amaterasu-sama suffer alone! It’s absolutely not because I’m worried about gaining weight recently! Make no mistake about that!”

“Grandma, you’re making excuses without anyone asking!”

And so, Amaterasu’s diet plan, led by Jessie brought by Unkai, began.

〜〜Afterword〜〜

Next is Samatan time! Since it’s Golden Week, we’ll include an interlude! Mammon-mammon!

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Between Talks: “Samatan, isn’t this complicated?”

※Note※ This story is set a little in the future.

“Nooo! This can’t be happening!” 

Samael, who once fought Satan for the throne of the Demon King, was shivering in front of a computer.

The reason was related to video streaming. 

Samael had been streaming videos as a farmer demon girl named Samatan, but the popularity was so low it was heartbreaking. 

Despite uploading many videos, they barely got a few hundred views each. 

However, that was okay for Samael. 

A few viewers would always leave supportive comments, and some would even come to watch whenever a new video was streamed. 

Samael was content if even a few people learned about the wonderful apple orchard left by an elderly couple who had warmly welcomed and taught Samael about farming. 

Samael’s apples were well-regarded. 

She exchanged information with neighboring farmers to grow good apples and had fields for other crops too, making self-sufficiency easy with some help from the neighbors. 

Samael liked this lifestyle.

However, when the number of followers suddenly exceeded five thousand and the latest video got over ten thousand views, Samael couldn’t hide her disturbance.

“I’m happy that people are watching! But…”

As she scrolled through the comments, all the commenters seemed to end their sentences with “mammon mammon.” 

“…They must have come to see Mammon, right?” 

The trigger was a short video. 

Mammon, under Satan’s order to increase Samael’s video subscribers to a million before returning to the demon world, had come up with a strategy.

Instead of trying to get people to watch videos that were tens of minutes long right off the bat, Mammon pondered over how to spark interest with just a sixty-second video.

The result was a decision for Mammon to make the videos personally. 

“Though a Demon of Greed from the Seven Deadly Sins, defeated by the Hero, I tried making fried rice under the boss I admire.” 

This idea was well-received.

Mammon made golden fried rice, swinging a frying pan in the garden, and seemed satisfied while eating, murmuring “mammon mammon.”

At first, people seemed to wonder what a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit, was doing, but the phrase “mammon mammon” attracted more and more viewers, and soon the comment section was filled with “mammon mammon.”

Getting a bit carried away, Mammon started appearing in the main videos too, doing things like harvesting apples, picking radishes in the field, and even fighting a gang of thieves who came to steal apples. 

All the while, Mammon, stubbornly refusing to take off the suit but not wanting to get dirty, hence wearing boots and gloves, worked in the background saying “mammon mammon,” charming the viewers who stumbled upon Samatan’s videos.

Gradually, Samatan also started gaining popularity.

Many appreciated the contrast of the beautiful, foreign-born Samatan doing farm work in traditional work clothes.

However, it was equally popular to see the stylish, foreign-looking Mammon, saying “mammon mammon” while admiring Samael, helping with farm work, and enjoying meals to relax after a long day.

“…This is bad. Really bad. At this rate, the Samatan channel will turn into a ‘mammon mammon’ channel!?” 

Though Mammon was genuinely trying hard for Samael’s sake.

Right now, he’s cooking while wearing a kitchen apron over his suit. 

However, the sense of crisis once felt wasn’t easily shaken off.

“I’m torn… I’m happy about the monetization, thanks to Mammon, but part of me feels inferior, thinking I couldn’t have done it without Mammon.” 

“Samael-sama! Dinner’s ready! Mammon mammon!” 

“Yeah!”

“Tonight, we have Mammon’s special mammon mammon dumplings, mammon mammon fried rice, and mammon mammon almond tofu! Mammon mammon!”

“You used normal ingredients for those, right!? It’s not something that will make my sentences end with mammon mammon, is it!?”

“Mammon mammon! Samael-sama says the funniest things!” 

“You’re the funniest one here!”

And so, the newly updated video again stirred the mammon mammon craze, and the channel’s subscribers continued to increase.

〜〜Afterword〜〜

I mixed in a little bit of mammon mammon and Samatan Samatan for you.

Some days later.

Mammon: “Um, Samael-sama, there’s an interview request from a publisher… mammon mammon.”

Samatan: “What, really!?”

Mammon: “And an offer from a certain company.”

Samatan: “What did you sayyyyy!?”

Mammon: “And an invitation to collaborate with Torau Products.”

Samatan: “This is kinda scary.”

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