After Lilia's performance, the competition went smoothly. Though none of them were able to outshine Lilia.
"How was it?"
However, our masked goddess seemed to want my opinion on her performance.
"It was superb."
I replied to her question. The way she utilized new aspects and introduced such types of relations in theory to archery itself brought a different feeling to me. Even now, I am thinking about how to make myself better at such things.
The usage of mana anchors and reflective mana fields are both different ideas that only creative people could come up with, and that alone itself is insane, in my opinion.
"Superb…..That's it?"
"What do you want me to say more?"
"Maybe worship me?"
"Are you a goddess?"
"Am I not?"
"You might be."
"Then…."
"Then, I would be an atheist."
"I believe I have the power to convert an atheist to my believer."
"This answer is all you could come up with after thinking before the bed all the time?"
"So what?"
"It was cringe."
"…..You don't seem to hear your own words."
"I do. Sometimes, I cringe at myself."
"Is this why you don't speak a lot?"
"..."
"Heh….It is my win this time."
As she smiled triumphantly over me, I shook my head. I was not even competing in any case, and I certainly did not feel annoyed at her smirk.
Certainly.
"So even you can make such a face?"
"What about my face?"
"You look annoyed."
"I am not annoyed."
"This is what an annoyed person would say?"
"….."
It seemed right now that my brain wasn't working on giving quick answers. Considering every person has their peaks and downs, it made sense for me to be the same.
'Next time, it won't be like that.'
My useless inner pride seemed to get hurt a little, but I consoled myself, thinking I would do better next time. And I have then redirected my own thoughts to upcoming events in the future.
"You are leaving already?"
Lilia asked, seeing me getting my things up.
"Yes. I have no reason to watch anymore."
"So, you were waiting for my performance."
"Of course."
"Are you that obsessed with me?"
"Do you want me to be?"
"Urghk- That would be creepy."
It seemed she had at least a little bit of common sense.
"Then, you shouldn't make jokes like that. It normalizes the idea itself."
"...I see….."
Lilia's acknowledgment was accompanied by a subtle shift in her demeanor. It seemed she also understood what I implied.
There were many examples of what I just said, as this idea was something that was used by politicians to control the masses. Even by making jokes about something that seemed out of the world, you introduce those things to the receiver's mind, and underneath the subconscious, you are making them familiar.
And, once you have made enough of this, this new familiarity results in less repulsion by the idea itself, making it a lot smoother to introduce it as a new normal.
These are the basics of the ruling, and Lilia must also be aware of my words.
"Do you have something to say?" I asked, looking at her gaze probing at me. Her bright red eyes seemed to shine a little more.
"I am really curious, you know." She said with a slight smile.
"About what?"
"About this person named Astron Natusalune."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"If you don't know, why are you telling me?"
"Just to let you know?"
"…..This doesn't make sense."
"Does everything have to make sense?"
"If you are not making any sense, then it is named as being crazy."
"Once, Newton was named as crazy too. Look at it right now; his name is everywhere."
It seemed this conversation wasn't going anywhere. She may be curious about me, but I don't hold the responsibility to satisfy that curiosity.
"I am going to investigate you."
She suddenly mumbled, looking directly into my eyes.
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