Days have passed since my parents unveiled their match. I'll be fair and say he isn't bad-looking, but there is just this one tiny problem with them. They're over 30 years old! What the hell, man!
If this guy is already getting horny at a little girl like me, then I want nothing to do with him and his straightforward Lolita complex oh, hell no. They tend to be the weirdest people to be around, and I would know because I was one of those weirdos.
In case you have forgotten, I shall remind you that I was a man in my previous life, even if I no longer act like one. What I'm trying to get at is that this guy displays a lot of red flags for me.
Naturally, I declined their offer, but my dad insisted on it almost daily. It reached the point where I would not hear about my match, only when training in the woods. And even then, my mind bothered me with it.
"You got to keep training so you get a Pat Ass Bel."
Shut up, mind! I don't wanna hear it from you too! Stop it! Still, even if I said that my training had made me way fitter and prettier than any of the other vanilla girls in town.
It was to be expected as basically no one trained or exercised in this world, so most people were a bit overweight, with some minor exceptions in poor households. Why train your body when there is magic to instantly lose weight? Geez, that was another level of laziness.
Still, I suppose that I would see it as a convenient perk of this world if I hadn't been cursed with this magic ban. I was only sore about it because I couldn't participate even when trying so hard.
My tenth birthday arrived sooner than I had expected, and with it came a gift from my "Fiance." For a second, I thought my parents would react against the gift, but it seemed normal to them.
What the hell was wrong with the adults in this world?! Sure, even my parents looked like they were sixteen when I was born, but come on! Really? You're not going to defend me, Dad?
Inside the box the man had brought was a lewd lingerie set; now, the red flags had become nukes; all my alarms were sounding off, but neither of my parents seemed to care.
"Lolita creep! Lolita creep!"
Even my dirty mind was warning me about the danger. It was probably expected in this world, but it wasn't normal for me at all. Back in my world, this guy would've been already put to jail because of the gift, but here I was, the one being unreasonable!? What?!
Man, get me out of here! I'm not trying to get pregnant in two years! I haven't even gotten a chance to think about it, and time keeps flying by while the creep awaits in the shadows, waiting to get their hands on me.
But what would I do if I ran away? Think about it for a second, Bel. What the fuck would I do for a living? I can't be a farmer because it requires magic, and I can't be a soldier because it also involves magic. Don't even mention being an adventurer; are you kidding me!? Do I have no options?!
Ehehe! Please, oh please, oh great reincarnation Goddess, please forgive me already! I haven't done anything to deserve this crooked fate!
[Request Denied.]
Ahhhh! Goddam, you! You're a stubborn little prick! Why are you so bent on screwing me over and over, uh? Was it because you're a useless Goddess? Fine, then, I shall find a way out of trouble without your stupid help!
[Good Luck, LOSER.]
Hey! That was uncalled for! What is wrong with you!?