Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 5 - A Brown Destiny

“I don’t get it. How were you able to get in just a day later? What happened to the overbearing mother who loves her son?”

“Can you stop talking? It’s bad enough that I have to cradle you in my arms as I’m feeding you, but doing it to a talking baby is oddly creepy. And can you change your expression? Your deadpan, impassive, babyface just makes it worse!”

“No, I was beaten by my uncle pretty much all the time. So my impassiveness is one of the consequences of the trauma that it caused. Plus, trauma prevention didn’t fix what was already wrong with me. Back to what we were talking about. How did you get in?”

“Good God! You’re already broken! How in the world are you able to so eloquently identify the ramifications of your trauma!?”

“First of all, we prefer the term put-together deprived. Second of all, I went on the internet before we came here and took a short course in psychology. I’m also a licensed therapist from the school of ‘Trust Me Bro.’ I ask again, how did you get in?”

“Don’t you see how beautiful this goddess is? How could they not be bewitched by my charms and forced to-”

“You bribed them, didn’t you?”

“Shamelessly and beyond all reason.”

I guess that makes sense in a way. After all, I did overhear them talking about not having the necessary funds to procure certain herbs that would help in these times. I guess the never-ending wars are a thing that constantly draws from the coffers of any who has it.

“So where did you get the gold coins needed to do that, anyway?”

Coins are the currency used in this world. I’m sure spirit stones are a thing. I just haven’t come across them yet. Isn’t it exciting? Spirit stones, cultivation, spirit qi and isekai.

Speaking of which, I should probably check out those other isekai skills too, but since I’m only a few weeks old, I’ll hold off on that for now. I mean, I can’t even hold up my own head for Pete’s sake, so I’ll get to it when I’m older… so maybe next week.

“I am a goddess.”

“Goddess doesn’t rhyme with money.”

“Fine, I was able to use my godly pow

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