INFINITE MONEY - I Will Buy Everything - Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 – Why?
“Welcome to the world domain,” she said, her voice carrying the mature timbre of a woman’s. Despite her petite stature, which resembled that of a young girl, her beauty, attire, and the way she moved and spoke exuded an undeniable allure.

Looking at her it felt like I saw someone who I can truly call ethereal with her beauty that transcended worldly and her way of speaking that felt mature but with the youthful vigor of a young girl.

Her way of clothes with the combination of the house and the outside complemented her even more and made her look like a princess but without the helpless part.

And her assets… They were extraordinarily ample for someone of her size. I estimated they were around H cups. And by the way they jiggled when she walked made me realize that… there was not going to be any better breasts in the real world other than the pair that sat in front of me.

Noticing my silence, she refrained from speaking further, allowing me a moment to collect my thoughts.

Even though she knew that I was gazing at her quite hard, she didn’t say anything as I wasn’t looking at her like a lecherous pervert would, NO. I was looking at her like she was the next door neighbor who could only be watched but never touched.

After a prolonged appreciation of her figure and her bosom, I finally shifted my gaze to her face, seeking answers.

She offered a benign smile, yet to me, it was the most enchanting smile I had ever witnessed. When she spoke, her words were like cool, soothing waves, calming me amidst this unfamiliar environment.

“I know you have numerous questions at this moment. However, I would prefer if we could go inside before we discuss further. Is that agreeable to you?” she inquired of me.

I was momentarily taken aback by her request. Initially, I assumed someone of her stature, a stranger to me, would dictate rather than ask.

But this only elevated my already high regard for her. And for a slight moment I was stumped before I quickly answered her as it seemed like I was being inappropriate.

“Y-Yeah, let’s go,” I stammered, still uncertain about this enigmatic figure. But regardless of that I would at least listen to what she has to say.

Upon hearing my response, she turned and walked gracefully into the house. Interpreting the cue, I rose from the grass and followed her toward the house

A small flight of stairs awaited me. The stairs were built of high quality wood you would only see from old age and I knew that because they had the color and hardness about them.

Ascending a few steps, I found the main door, a sliding paper door. As I entered, the house exuded a traditional ambiance, unlike anything I had encountered. The flooring was tatami, and the windows were reminiscent of shōji-style windows. Another room, with a door similar to the one outside, a fusuma, remained closed.

I walked into the sole room that appeared to be a living area. It had the same tatami flooring, with a small coffee table at its center and two plants in the corners. The lady sat on the floor at the back of the room, facing me.

I approached and sat opposite her, mirroring her seiza position. Cushions were provided for both of us, ensuring none of us felt any discomfort. However, something told me she didn’t need the cushion; it was there solely for my comfort. I wasn’t certain how I knew this, but it felt true.

Seeing that I was seated and ready to converse, the lady spoke. “Are you comfortable? Is the cushion adequate?”

“Y-Yeah, it is… thank you,” I stuttered again, not expecting her to begin the conversation with such concern.

“Alright… I know you have many questions swirling in your mind right now, but first, clear your thoughts and relax. Attune yourself to your surroundings. And don’t worry about time… we have an abundance of it. Take as much time as you need.”

Hearing her, I instinctively began to relax and stretch, without originally intending to. Once I felt comfortable, I looked at her and pondered for a long while before speaking.

“Am I dead?” I asked.

She shook her head and replied, “No, not yet. But the path you are on might eventually lead to your demise.”

“What do you mean by that?” I inquired.

“I mean the anger you harbor. The anger is festering inside you right now. The desire for vengeance without a clear purpose.”

I grasped her meaning, but her final words compelled me to explain myself.

“B-But they abandoned me, discarded me, and… they even tried to kill me.”

“Yes, that may be true… but is it worth enough to forsake the new life that has been bestowed upon you?”

“…What do you mean by forsaking my life? Why would I ever forsake it?”

“Tell me first, weren’t you planning to make yourself stronger after receiving this new body?”

“Yes.”

“But you were in a tremendous hurry to do so… why is that?”

“To ensure my enemies wouldn’t be able to kill me and so I could exact my revenge.”

“What enemies?”

“W-What enemies? My brother is trying to kill me, or someone clearly is. S-So that’s why I think I should become stronger.”

“Hmm… you may be right. But you are more than five thousand miles away from them… so why the rush?”

“I-I… don’t know.” I couldn’t think of any substantial reason to tell her.

“Don’t misunderstand… it’s not wrong to strive for strength, nor will the way you are training negatively affect your body. But the mindset you employ while seeking strength will be your undoing.”

“I know you are angry, sorrowful, and regretful about things you couldn’t change, no matter how hard you tried. But that doesn’t mean you can’t change your future.” She paused, allowing me to process her words before continuing.

“S-so then, what should I do?” I asked.

“You shouldn’t be asking that question to me but to yourself. Let your own inner wisdom guide you because there is no better answer than the one your true self can provide.”

Hearing her, I began to ponder her advice deeply.

“It’s alright; you don’t have to do that right now. Just allow yourself to be open to the wonders of this new world, many of which remain unexplored and unknown,” she said, interrupting my thoughts.

I smiled and replied, “Alright!”

Suddenly, she smiled in a way that didn’t feel strange to me at all and said, “Forgive me for being so blunt… but you are quite naive.”

“Aa-Aah, what? Why?” I asked, not comprehending her sudden shift in tone.

“Well… you are listening to what I say and intend to follow my suggestions, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“But… Do you even know who I am?”

“…No.” I felt like I knew her, but in reality, I didn’t.

“Don’t take this the wrong way… I’m not saying this to alarm you. It’s just that anyone who comes here usually asks numerous questions, some of which they already know the answers to, before they listen to me.”

“…So who are you?”

“I am the God of the new world.”