I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me

“Is he your company?”

“Nice to meet you. Miss Ariel. My name is Cero. I’m the Baron’s familiar… no, limb.”

The purple-haired man lifted my hand and kissed the back of my hand. I definitely heard the word ‘familiar’.

[The God of Death, Kairos, blushes slightly as he thinks about his collection.]

I looked at the man with bewildered eyes and then shifted my gaze to Diego. And then I asked something very questionable.

“But meeting you now is a coincidence, isn’t it?”

I couldn’t help but be suspicious when I saw him standing as if waiting in front of the accessories store.

Diego raised the corner of his lips at my words.

“Didn’t you say you’d see me again? Have you forgotten?”

“That… Because I felt like you were going to fight the Marquis…”

Diego raised the corners of his lips and spoke in a whisper.

“Fighting is between opponents of similar strength, so would I be on the same level as a human? You’re right that you were worried he might get hurt.”

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, is angry and spits, asking if he knows who was behind Cass.]

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, prepares lightning.]

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, sternly stops Hesed, saying that if lightning strikes downtown like this, innocent citizens could get hurt.]

“Saintess… You look uncomfortable, shall we go back now?”

Suddenly, Daisy whispered to me with a wary expression.

Apparently, Diego was known as a magician, and magicians aren’t close with the temple.

Yet before I could answer, the purple-haired man naturally went in front of Daisy, knelt down on his knees, and placed the back of her hand on top of his.

“Eh…”

“Wow, there is such a beautiful lady behind Miss Ariel. I didn’t realize it.”

I think he said he was a familiar earlier, but how did he end up hiring such a cheesy guy as their familiar?

“Ah…”

However, the expression on Daisy’s face when she was held by a guy named Cero was strange.

“May I dare to ask the lady’s name?”

“I’m… Daisy.”

Her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes looked slightly sunken.

“Cero is an incubus, so he has the charm attribute.”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, is interested in the incubus.]

[The God of Love, Odyssey, whispers a story about Incubus to Oman.]

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, is angry and asks why only the Demon Realm has such good things.]

“What did you say?”

After hearing Diego’s words, I grabbed Daisy’s wrist and quickly took her into a passing public carriage. I couldn’t let Daisy be possessed and corrupted by a demon or something.

“Please take us to the temple.”

And I gave the coachman a lot of money.

“Ariel, you’re too much. I was looking forward to a double date.”

I glared at Cero and put pressure on my hands.

“But seeing you in person like this makes me want to serve Miss Ariel…”

[The God of Benevolence, Oman’s mouth opens wide.]

Diego clicked his tongue,

, and snapped his fingers before me. Then Cero disappeared from nowhere.

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, clears his throat with a regretful look in his eyes.]

“There are no more disruptors.”

And Diego suddenly grabbed my hand.

I sighed and spoke to him.

“Did you bring in a perverted familiar just to do this from the beginning?”

“It wasn’t planned, but it happened.”

“You’re lying.”

He smiled without answering.

My heart skipped a beat at the sight of the red corners of his lips rising.

“Where are you going?”

“I would like to give you a gift. To thank you for getting rid of Camilla once and for all.”

At his words, I looked at him for a moment. His silver hair rustled in the late afternoon breeze.

[The God of Art, is momentarily mesmerized by Diego’s atmosphere, but quickly comes to his senses.]

“It’s not something scary, so don’t worry.”

Does Diego also have the charm attribute?

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

***

“Here is a black market, you know.”

I put on a mask and whispered into Diego’s ear.

“It’s not romantic, but it’s a more useful place than a flower garden.”

It was an abandoned martial arts ground on the outskirts of the city, and the atmosphere looked dangerous at first glance.

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, asks the Gods if he can now use lightning.]

[All the Gods pretend not to hear Hessed’s words.]

Torches were lit here and there, and dangerously dressed men were walking around with swords. Then about a hundred people wearing masks were sitting in a circle around the stage like us.

“It’s been a while since you’ve seen your face again, Baron.”

“I stopped by because I heard there was some good stuff.”

“Oh, as expected, word spreads quickly.”

At this auction house, a man who appeared to be wearing a mask exchanged familiar greetings with Diego.

“But I think this is my first time seeing the lady next to you.”

“She’s my lover.”

“…!!”

I almost coughed.

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, raises and lowers one corner of his lips.]

[The God of Love, Odyssey, stumbles and straightens his back.]

The man narrowed his eyes at me.

“In this world, the Baron’s popularity and nobility are sky-high, so you must be an amazing lady to steal the heart of such a man. I hope you enjoy your auction date.”

After he left, I asked Diego.

“By this world, does he mean the world behind it?”

He answered my question as if it was no big deal.

“Black magic, Thief Guild, black markets. That’s where demons like to hang out.”

“But this place usually sells certain things…”

The auction started before I finished speaking.

“Dear ladies and gentlemen who gathered here. Thank you. Then let’s begin today’s auction.”

The man who spoke to Diego earlier stood in the center and began to preside.

“The first item you were looking forward to is a pound of dried white sand flowers. Do you know that it’s a poisonous herb that is quite valuable? It’s odorless goes well with wine, so it will also be great for poisoning someone by mixing it in wine.”

Wait… What explanation am I hearing?

“It’s a large capacity for 50 people. Then it starts from 1,000 franc.”

The host began the auction by pretending to slash his own neck.

“1,000 franc!”

“2,000 franc!”

“2,100 franc!”

People began to call for an auction as if they had been waiting.

If the Empress had known about this black market, she might not have gone all the way to Lloyd’s Merchant to rescue Kronia, I thought.

[The God of Art, Mond, reminisces about the auction.]

After a while, the second auction began.

“This is an underground cellar put on sale by the Thief Guild. It has a magic lock, so you can change the lock pattern as you wish after winning the bid. The cellar is located in a class A location. It’s as big as this auction house, so don’t miss this great opportunity!”

People started buzzing.

“10,000 franc!”

“15,000 franc!”

“20,000 franc!”

“25,000 franc!”

I don’t know what it is, but it seems like it’s a good product and people are bidding high prices.

At that time, I heard Diego’s voice next to me.

“100,000 franc.”

When the price jumped, everyone turned their attention to Diego.

[The God of Art, Mond, looks at Diego in shock.]

Even the host seemed surprised.

“Is there a higher bid?”

The crowd was quiet. And Diego won the bid for the underground cellar.

After a while, several people handed over a special map and magic item to Diego.

”…Aren’t you spending too much money?”

I asked cautiously.

Well, although since he is the Demon King, it shouldn’t be a problem no matter how much he spends…

“You have to pay a valuable price for a valuable product.”

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, nods, saying he agrees with Diego’s values.]

Diego said something incoherent and took me out of the auction house without watching any more auctions.

Diego, who was walking along the darkened street, stopped in front of me. The location was in front of my building.

“I said so earlier. I want to give you a gift.”

I looked at him blankly.

He grinned and handed me the map and magic item. Then, while I was still dazed, he took me to the back of the building.

“Let’s go in.”

“…?”

“Read the words on the map.”

”… Ella Tuarotte?”

As I read the words as Diego said, a staircase suddenly appeared behind the building.

I opened my eyes wide in surprise.

“What on earth is this…!”

Diego, who was looking at the wide open stairs below, shifted his gaze to me.

“Do you like it?”

“Did the basement appear through magic?”

“No. It was there originally. It was just being used by the Thief Guild.”

I felt like I had been stabbed in the back by those words.

“No way…”

“Even the building brokers won’t know. There are spaces in the city’s basement that are sometimes used by the Thief Guild or villains. If the building owners found out, they would be shocked.”

“Ah…”

If Diego hadn’t won the bid and had, for example, a poisonous weed manufacturer won it, a poisonous weed factory would have been built under my building.

[The God of Love, Odyssey, wiggles his toes in a way that makes him happy at Diego’s kindness.]

“Use it well. It will also be good for aging wine.”

I looked at Diego and opened my lips.

“…Thanks.”

And then it was time to go inside the stairs to look into my basement. Something like a thin string was wrapped around my ankle.

What is it?

“There must be something inside!! Kyaaa!”

When I looked back at Diego and spoke as if it was weird, the string pulled me.

“Wait, this?”

Diego’s expression suddenly hardened, and I was dragged by the string that held my ankle.

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, opens his eyes wide in surprise.]

[The God of Knowledge, Hetuse, spits, saying that demons can’t be trusted.]

And the basement pulled me in like a deep, never-ending manhole, then when I wondered if I could go all the way into the mantle, I fell somewhere.