loaded into your brain when you go over, allowing you to learn it instantaneously. You’ll be able to read it, too, of course. There’s a slim chance that it would result in an overload that makes you go poof, if you’re not lucky. So! All that’s left is to pick your awesome ability or gear.”
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Did you just say I might go poof?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Yeah, you did.”
Even though she was a goddess, I found myself speaking bluntly, without any of the anxiety I’d felt until a few minutes ago.
…I had to admit, it was an attractive proposition.
True, I was worried I might go poof, but (not to brag) my luck had always been my only strong point, so I figured I would be fine.
Aqua thrust something like a catalog in front of my face.
“Take your pick. Any one thing. I’ll give you power second to none. Look. This one’s an amazing special ability. Here’s a legendary sword. Come on, anything at all. Just say the word, and you can bring it with you to your new home.”
I took the catalog from her and thumbed through the pages. It listed everything by name: “Super Strength,” “Profound Magic,” “the Sacred Sword Arondight,” “Muramasa, the Demon Blade.”
I got it. They wanted me to pick some power or item from this catalog.
Aww, man…how could I ever choose?
Maybe it was my gamer’s intuition speaking, but everything seemed totally broken.
What to pick, what to pick? Well, if there was gonna be magic there, then of course I would have to try it! So maybe some power that would involve the use of magic…
“C’mon, hurry up, will you? It doesn’t matter what you pick, anyway. No one’s expecting anything from some hikikomori video game otaku, so just grab something and get outta here! Come on—we haven’t got all eternity!”
“I-I’m not an otaku. And I died outdoors, so I’m not a hikikomori, either.” My reply was quiet, and my voice trembled. Aqua, toying with her hair, answered with