《Saintess Party》Elma’s POV 20: It’s Utterly Hopeless!?

After breaking into the territory of the goddess of wind—Turbo-sama, I somehow managed to calm her anger and was about to ask for her power, but then the pig made the worst blunder possible.

――Yes, he ‘farted’ right in front of the goddess.

Of course, in the freezing up atmosphere, I had no choice but to offer up the pig as a sacrifice—whether he’d be boiled or roasted was up to the goddess’ preference—and tried to dashed out of the place immediately but,

“—Hou, you’re pretty clever with your fingers.”

“Haha, thank you for the praise. I used to make them for children back in my home village.”

“Wo~w, Uncle’s amazi~ng♪.”

“Amazi~ng amazi~ng♪.”

“……”

How did he end up becoming buddy-buddy with them!?

I was shocked, honestly.

Just how did it end up like this, you ask?

It all began from the farting incident.

As I was thinking that Turbo-sama would flip out and turned him into minced pig, who would’ve thought that the kids would break into a big laugh.

The kids then swarmed him and shook his belly excitedly, and before I noticed the situation ended up like this.

Well, thanks to that, the atmosphere somehow became more harmonious as well, so it was okay result-wise, I guess?

But was it just me, or did it really feel like I was unneeded here?

Eh, I was a saintess, though!?

Why did I have to watch the pig working hard from a distance!?

Just what the hell is going on here!? I felt like grabbing my head, and at that time.

“……”

――Stare~.

“H-hi there little one, do you need something?”

I noticed a little girl staring hard at me all of a sudden, and so I asked her.

After I did, the girl asked back with a puzzled face, “Hey, why don’t you have boobs, Onee-chan?”

Pop—pop.

“Fufu, I wonder why?”

How about we have a little at the back, just the two of us?

I’d have you learn through your body so that such question never occurs to you again, alright?

As I was desperately clenching my fist to hold myself back and smiling benevolently,

“Oh, that’s right! Let’s go ask Goddess-sama!”

“Eh? —H-hey!?”

After saying that out of the blue, “This way,” the girl pulled my hand. “Goddess-sama!”

“Hm? What?”

After bringing me before Turbo-sama, the girl said while pointing at me, “This Onee-chan said she wished her boobs grow bigger!”

“……Huh?”

Of course she’d react like that!?

I mean, even I was the same!?

“……Fumu, well, uhh. —Just give up.”

Do you mean to say it’s hopeless even from the perspective of a god!?

I’m desperately clinging onto the belief that they’re still growing, you know!?

Just why do you say that!?

Doesn’t that mean the chance is nil!?

As I felt like crying inwardly, the pig suddenly said with a face that looked as if he had seen through the truth of the world.

“It’s okay, Saintess-sama. The value of a woman is not just determined by the size of her breasts.”

Shut it, you pig!?

What does a guy who loves big breasts like you know!?

Of course, I continued to mercilessly verbally abused the pig in my mind.