A god is looking at you.

“I just meant endeavors in general, not specifically of the pregnancy kind-” Yae’s smile returns when Ozen mentions Lyza. “I’m glad that it could make her happy. We could go on a double date or something, that might be fun.”

“Quite literally anything, yes.” The Abyss sounded awful. She was almost glad she couldn’t properly visit it. “And I wish you well on yours, Ozen. Tell Lyza I said hi! And that she should visit.”

“I’m a goddess. Within the confines of Sakurashin Town, I can essentially do whatever I please.” She states it matter-of-factly. She can only wonder if Ozen has finally accepted that fact. “With modern medicine, the chances of a healthy pregnancy being fatal are slim to none. And with my influence, that chance becomes nil.”

“I mean... I could definitely make that happen, but I’m not sure what a demigod would actually turn out like...” Now she’s preoccupied thinking about the possibility of children. It’s a lot to consider all at once! “I could invite you to the wedding, of course... the whole town will be there, so what’s two more?”

“Oh, well...” She’s pressing her fingers together, now. How quickly her mood shifts. “If that’s what she wants... right now I’m just really enjoying our time together...” Plus, she’s sure she would be incredibly embarrassed wearing a wedding dress. Now that she’s imagining it, it’s going to be hard to stop.

“We’re dating, we haven’t married. There’s no reason for us to elope anyhow.”

“Hmph. At least Juri finds me charming.”

“I find keeping a youthful demeanor makes me more likable.”

“Ah, so you can read me like a book, then. I’ll have to remember that.”

“Because I worship no god beside myself?”

“Not at all, but I’m the one that would be answering your prayers, don’t you think?” That’s what gods do, right?

“Little old me? Getting in trouble? I resent the very idea of it.”

“So cruel! And after we’ve spent so long apart. How are you and Lyza? Things are going well?”

“I cannot deny that. Evening, Ozen.”

And the concentrated force of lesbianism that is absolutely seeping into the water supply.

“... thighs...”