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Chapter 70 - Chapter 70: CUSTOMER VS MANUFACTURER

¶¶ Hello. Am I speaking with the head of WIS DELIVERY INDUSTRIES? ¶¶

"Yes Sir. How may I be if help to you?" WIS replied in a friendly tone.

His actions, words and thoughts, were all WARPED by THE GOD OF REALITY.

¶¶ Yes. Yes. I have a complaint to make concern the package delivered to me and the delivery god sent. ¶¶

"The package and the delivery god?"

¶¶ Yes. I have a complaint to makw on both. ¶¶

WIS sat upright on his black leather office chair, listening keenly to what the customer's complaint was.

"Dear esteemed customer. I understand your complaint, but I'm sorry, we can't do that for you. It will be a breach of our companies policies. I hope you can understand and forgive our inability to grant you your wishes".

¶¶ Do you think I am joking here, Director. I'm telling you that the package I received has no directory. And no way of allowing me choose who I want to fight in the tournament. If you can't make this available in the next minute, I will be rating this agency of yours 1 star".

As he said the word "STAR".

An extremely hot star appeared directly above the open celling of the WIS DELIVERY INDUSTRIES head office.

"Dear customer. I do not think there is any need for you to go that far..."

¶¶ Oh, there is. There very well is. Your delivery god here was saying the very same nonsense you're currently spouting. Is this what you teach your staff... ¶¶

"Please do not cut me short while I speak dear customer. I have explained our predicament for you. Breaching our companies policies, simply means destroying the trust we have built so far for..."

¶¶ ARE YOU SHOUTING AT ME? ¶¶

"I did no such thing dea..."

¶¶ See, I do not like that tone you're using to speak with me. I really will have no choice but to give your delivery agency a single star. You are lucky there isn't a zero star rating. GOODBYE! ¶¶

As he spoke, the star above WIS DELIVERY INDUSTRIES head office grew in size, then got completely frozen instant the moment RAY said "zero star".

"Please hold on, our great dear esteemed customer..."

RAY relaxed on his gold coated leather office chair.

Rotating his seat to face the french window behind him, made with golden frames and a half-silvered glass.

¶¶ Now you're talking. ¶¶ He said with. a smile.

~{Oi. DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID WIS.

I'M BEING SERIOUS.

I SAID FROM WITHIN WIS' OFFICE}~

"Will you shit up. I'm on a call. Also, do I look as stupid as you?"

~{THAT...

I HAVE BEEN DEFEATED}~

WIS raised his left index, telling MONOGATARI to shush.

"If you do not mind me asking, dear esteemed customer. What exactly do you need us to do? I'll try my very best to make things easier on the both of us, keeping it within my companies policies as much as possible".

¶¶ Thank you. I need the verification that I will be staged against MONOGATARI, THE GOD OF STORIES in the TOURNAMENT OF GODS. If this is done, your company will get a special 6 stars rating, breaking the rating bars. How about it? ¶¶

~{I TOOK WIS' APPEARANCE AS MY FORM AND BEGAN WAVING MY HANDS AT HIM.

OH GODS.

PLEASE LET HIM NOT SAY OKAY}~

WIS looked at himself looking at him and begging.

With a frown on his face, he turned his seat around, backing MONOGATARI.

"I see, I see. The truth is I can definitely make it happen.

~{I COLLAPSED...

I'M SERIOUS.

I LITERALLY JUST PASSED OUT.

HOW DOES HE EXPECT ME TO FIGHT A GOD WHO CAN JUST SAY.

"OH YEA, THIS STORY ISN'T REAL"

THIS IS WHY WE TIMERS THAT FREAK SHOW.

HE'S A PAIN IN THE BACK}~

¶¶ Oh. That will. be very much appreciated. It was nice. doi... ¶¶

"But. Just like I said earlier, dear esteemed customer. I'm sorry but I can't do that. Wait, wait. But I can make a request..."

¶¶ And why can't you do that. Do you really want a 1 star rating? ¶¶

The star broke out of the ice, becoming hundreds of times larger than it was and billions of times hotter into infinity.

The glass and walls of WIS' office began melting, with the boxes catching on fire.

~{I CAME BACK TO LIFE.

GIVING WIS A DOUBLE THUMBS UP}~

"Like I said earlier, dear esteemed customer. THE GOD OF JUSTICE is the one who will be in charge of selecting the opponents for each entry into the tournament".

¶¶ How exactly does that affect my request? You really are wasting my precious time. I'll be sending your delivery god back and dropping a 1 star rating on your agency... ¶¶

The star began falling down slowly into WIS' office.

"But..."

The star stopped.

¶¶ Yes? ¶¶

"I can put in a word or two for your sake. If he deems it just and right for you to have MONOGATARI as your opponent, then so shall it be".

~{EHN?

I PASSED OUT AGAIN}~

¶¶ And what if he doesn't see it that way? What then will you do? ¶¶ RAY said as he stood up from his seat.

"Well, I can put in another name for you. One that I am 100% certain will be JUST in his eyes".

Silence, like that of a abandoned pirate ship fell upon both offices.

~{I OPENED ONE OF MY EYES AND ENLARGED MY LEFT EAR}~

¶¶ Who? ¶¶ RAY asked, breaking the silence.

With all 4 gods within both REALMS listening carefully to what WIS had to say.

Including TIM who was still busy examining the TIME of WARPED WORLD.

All had their ears to the earth.

~{COMMON WIS, SPEAK FAST I'M BEING TEMPTED TO CHECK THE NEXT PAGE}~

TIM who was busy with his work, also had the same feeling.

Not wanting his name to be called. He was ready to peep into the events of a whole PION from that moment.

"THE..."

The 4 gods listening all repeated "THE WHO?" in their minds.

"THE GODDESS OF MISCHIEF, DECEIT".