She Was Both Called God, as Well as Satan Chapter 39

Kui: Big thanks to everyone who helped work on this chapter! It has been a long time and exams (and everything else going on) are mostly over now, but I might take rest of the year off to recover and re-motivate, maybe go on a trip to j.a.pan or something. There might be some releases here and there but don't expect anything much (I think I'm pretty good at lowering expectations already).

tl;dr :  Thanks! And I'll hopefully see everyone soon!

Translator: DC

Editor: Not a nice person (subject to change)

Author: しまもん  (s.h.i.+MAMON)

"Cheeeeers!!"

At the center of the wealthy area, the lively voice of the female scholar resounded. At what had once been a bustling resting area in the plaza while people still lived there, the woman held up a gla.s.s, leaning on the fountain. Furthermore, she had prepared and brought a bathtub from who knows where, and was soaking in the water. Naked of course.

The bath was filled with the water conjured through magic, and floating on the water surface were delicate petals plucked from a flowerbed which endured the trials of time.

While she was in the bathtub, she repet.i.tively drank with a gulping sound. It had been a fine liquor which she had retrieved from a mansion. This fine liquor had been one of the kind which aristocrats found really really really important. Important enough to preserve it in an underground storehouse. Such fine liquors that no commoner could ever taste in their entire lifetime were lined up around her tub. She ferociously drank the bottles empty one after another, as though they were her sworn enemy.

d.a.m.n!!

Subliminal!!

I've always wanted to try this at least once!!

I can drink all I want whilst in a giant bathtub!!

If this were my hometown, I would probably be arrested by the police in a blink of an eye but there's no need to worry about that here!!

*Gulp gulp*… Pwah!!!

The taste is great!! It's the best!!!

This is probably worth way more than my income from when I was a teacher!!

While eating her own homemade snacks, she downed the high grade liquor as if it was water.

Aaah~…. 

I'm so happy….

Back when I was a teacher, I was afraid of getting hangovers, and gave up drinking alcohol, but now I don't need to worry about that sort of thing…. To begin with, I start to feel sick when I drink s.h.i.+tty cheap alcohol… but this liquor is magnificent!! It goes down so smoothly, you can tell it's of a high quality! I can drink as much as I want! Well, hypothetically speaking, even if I happen to get so wasted that I couldn't even move tomorrow…. All I have to do is sleep it off in some nice mansion around here…. 

… Just as I thought… I'm really lucky, aren't I…? 

Right now, the world is suffering at the hands of the demons….

………. Aaaah!! But!! There's no going back!! I'm unstoppable!! 

Hmm! I choose you, d.a.m.n bottle!!

How dare these bottles look so expensive!! Outrageous!! I'll get rid of them all!!

The woman's lips twisted into a revolting smile as her eyes landed on her next target. She jumped up out of the bathtub, exposing her voluptuous b.r.e.a.s.t.s bare to the air, and vigorously uncorked a bottle to pour its contents into a gla.s.s as she set out for her next target. The designated luggage courier (demon) stared at the woman with cold eyes.

On the artificial island, the girl could feel the female scholar drinking alcohol in the bath. And then, she muttered.

"Which reminds me… the last time I got into a bath… was it decades ago?"

"I think… it was because I got into a b.l.o.o.d.y fight with the planetary alliance…" 

She murmured as she sniffed her clothes.

"Actually, I can't even remember when was the last time I changed my clothes…"

However, there wasn't a speck of dirt on the girl's pure white clothes, nor did they smell. The scent which wrapped around the girl's thin body was reminiscent to that of gentle sunlight. In the first place, it was possible to live a sanitary lifestyle without taking a bath your entire life thanks to old humanity's technology. In truth, the girl's pure white clothes that she always wore kept her hygienic at all times, thus it was unnecessary to bathe. However, the girl stood up from her chair and proceeded to the bathhouse in her residence.  

After that, she threw her white clothes and underwear into her was.h.i.+ng machine and went into the bath. The house that the girl lived in was small, with an equally small tub. At most, it was no bigger than what a small girl could stretch out in it. But, the girl was pleased with the bath. If she had wanted, she could distort the s.p.a.ce in the tub to make it the size of a lake. However, bathing in a large bathtub alone was neither fun nor relaxing. Hence, the girl intentionally used the tubs original size as is. 

The girl submerged her body in the small tub. She sank into the hot water, stopping just at her head. While sitting in the hot water, the girl grabbed her knees as if to curl up, and stared at her right arm. A scar-like line remained on the girl's unblemished white skin on her right arm. This was the scar from the time the planetary alliance's fleet had attacked. Even though she could heal the scar perfectly if she wanted to, the girl didn't want to get rid of it. The girl wore a spellbound expression as she stared at the scar, before lightly rubbing her cheeks against it.

Yes, I still remember when this wound was made. I vividly remember it as if it happened only a second ago. For that moment, I was the center of the universe. My brain couldn't keep up with nor process the tidal wave of surging feelings and information, and for a second, I went crazy….

In that moment… my instincts woke from the depths of their slumber. My calm conscience was thrown aside, and in its place the "animal" in me bared itself. I had never experienced something so exhilarating since I was born.

… Although I won't be able to do something like that ever again…. 

At that moment… I had been able to "live" like them….

If I went crazy again, what would I do? What would I want to do?

… It's no use thinking about it.

… The answer is obvious.

It's like asking if I should grant everyone salvation as G.o.d, or ma.s.sacre everyone as if I was the Demon King. No matter what path I choose, I'd ultimately send them to their ruin. 

That's how much power I wield. Such a frail body possesses such absolute power. My ancestors who gave rise to this power in search for freedom… Were they able to attain the freedom they sought for?

We can achieve anything, and yet nothing.

A set of armour, crafted to perfection can also serve as the perfect cage.

Can I, confined by this power, truly live 'freely'…

I'm envious of those who can experience a life of suffering.

The girl's outstretched hand fumbled in midair, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Then, a gla.s.s of alcohol abruptly manifested in the air. She took the drink into her hand, subtly closing her eyes for a more meticulous vision of the wider world. She then raised her gla.s.s to the woman still parading in the plaza ruins, whispering a small "cheers" before emptying the gla.s.s.

Oh and Happy Halloween!