exclaims that if He hates Her so much,

　　why did He let Her keep His angel?>

　　winces and tries to explain

　　that the betrothal is permanent,

　　and the exchange of angels is likewise.>

　　refuses to accept any excuses.>

　　Okay, uh, this is all great, I`m glad you both have, um, reconnected, but I`d like to finish this floor before the next attempt starts, if that`s okay with you both?

　　warns

　　Hell Challenger Lee Ho-Jae

　　not to meddle in the affairs of Gods.>

　　silently remembers why They broke

　　up in the first place.>

　　Jeepers. This really is some sort of lover`s spat, isn`t it?

　　kindly informs you that

　　They are not lovers.>

　　kindly informs you that

　　They are not lovers.>

　　&Right. Sure.

　　Um, so, aside from that&

　　I have no idea what to do. I don`t know what being an apostle means or how it`s different from being a herald, I don`t know what`ll happen if I refuse, I don`t know if I can accept both or if I have to choose between either the cat or the dog, so& I just don`t have enough information to make a proper choice. Honestly, though, I kind of just want to& not. Sure, these two gods have almost always been at least somewhat on my side, and they have given me a pair of skills that have saved my life more times than I can count, but at the same time& Why would I ever trust a god?

　　Not a single god I`ve met so far has been trustworthy. To them, I am almost certainly nothing but a toy, running around in the tutorial for their divine amusement.

　　But I can`t be sure that refusing them is the proper choice, either.

　　The only clear positive in this situation is that I`m not getting any prompt to answer them within a specified amount of time, and the messages themselves aren`t going away either, so it would probably be fair to assume that, for once, they`ll give me all the time I need to make up my mind for it. Hypothetically, this means that I could probably put off answering for as long as I want, but they`ll probably declare shenanigans eventually and take my lack of answer as a no.

　　Hrrm. If I was a cartoon character, this would be the point at which steam started shooting out of my ears. I just don`t know enough.

　　<[Since the Goddess of Want and

　　God of Cowardice have finished,]>

　　points for clearing the floor.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

　　You have received an additional

　　1 000 points for being the first to clear

　　the floor.>

　　you will receive an additional reward.>

　　the additional reward has been

　　traded for 5 000 points.>

　　<12 Gods have shown a positive response to you.

　　You have obtained 12 000 points.>

　　<24 Gods have shown a negative response to you.

　　24 000 points have been deducted.>

　　the floor clear reward has been

　　traded for 1 000 points.>

　　T—twelve gods liked what I did!? Hey, not too shabby! Sure, twice that many disliked it for whatever reason, but twelve is& It`s a good start. With this, it shouldn`t take me any time whatsoever to build up an empire of points, heheh&!

　　<[As per the promise,]>

　　Ohohohoh, now we`re talking! Oh, it`s beautiful. I have never seen so many zeroes outside of games before. I now understand why people willingly enter the rat race.

　　your inventory has been sold

　　for 0 points.>

　　Makes sense, considering that I haven`t put anything in my inventory since the last floor. Still, somehow, I feel mysteriously insulted.

　　19 228 points.>

　　My debt isn`t quite back at zero, but with this, I have a chance. If I can just get the gods on my side, lick their boots a little, then getting back in the green shouldn`t be completely impossible.

　　You have beaten the tenth floor

　　of the Tutorial on Hell Difficulty.

　　You are hereby invited to meet

　　the Hell Difficulty Administrator

　　to make a request.>

　　Hm? Request? Oh, yeah, I think I saw someone mention that every tenth floor, you got to meet the difficulty admin and make a wish. So this is that, then? I wonder what kind of creature the admin will be? If it`s a goblin, I don`t think I`ll be able to restrain myself.

　　Huh. The pop-up isn`t really changing. Do I need to&?

　　I accept?

　　A—alright. I`m standing by. Should I put on a better hide&?

　　After about a minute or so, a new message pops up.

　　The Hell Difficulty Administrator

　　will see you now.>

　　Suddenly I`m standing in a massive dark space. I can`t see how big it is, but even though it seems to be completely black, I can still see perfectly. Which might be because of—

　　Before I even have time to describe the massive pyjamas-clad moon-man sitting in the middle of the room, he grabs a hold of me and presses me close to his chest and gives me a hu

　　He removes me from his chest, smiling down at me as if that wasn`t the most painful thing I have ever experienced. My body is still trembling. What was that. What was that. Who is this. Where am I.

　　"Kitty!" the massive being bellows. When I say he`s massive, I mean that he`s literally the size of a skyscraper. The yellow-and-blue pyjamas with a teddy bear print and the fact that his face is like a big crescent moon with a face on it makes the whole being-huge thing feel ten times weirder. He doesn`t look like he should be anything at all, but he is. Lifting me up, he holds me closer to his humongous face. Now I notice that he`s actually got a little bell danging down from the top of his moon face. It jingles with each movement he makes. "Welcome, my friend! I have been waiting on you for so long, and now that you are finally here, I couldn`t be happier."

　　His hands are literally squeezing the air out of me, but I recognise the feeling of him talking all too well. "A—are you, like, an, um& god?"

　　His smile remains, unmoving, chiselled onto his face like a permanent groove. "All in its time, my good friend." He holds me to his chest bringing me into a hug and it

　　He removes me again. My breathing is shallow. If I had felt this kind of pain before the tutorial, I would just have died. I would have had a heart attack, and then a seizure, and then another heart attack, and then I would have died. That`s just what would have happened. "P—please, don`t&" I stammer, my throat ragged. "Don`t do that again. I beg of you."

　　He looks down at me. "Is that your wish?"

　　&My wish? Oh, yeah, I need to& I need to make a wish. A wish&

　　I look at his chest. My brain briefly blanks out at the thought of him hugging me again but I can`t afford to ask him not to. It`s just a hug. It doesn`t kill me. It makes me want to die, but it doesn`t kill me. That`s what matters. It won`t kill me. I need to make a better wish.

　　"What can I wish for?"

　　"Hmmmm&" he hums, rubbing at his weirdly pointed chin with one hand. "Just about anything!"

　　"Anything?"

　　"Almost anything."

　　Almost anything& "Like a million points? Or an insta-kill skill? Or a magic spellbook with every spell in it? Or a piece of super-strong armour? Or a potion that heals any injury with one sip? Or a magical staff? Or a powerful pet dragon?"

　　"Is that what you want to wish for?"

　　My jaw snaps shut.

　　I can`t be stupid about this. I can be stupid about a lot of things, but right now, I can`t afford to make a dumb choice. A pet dragon can be killed. A piece of armour or a magical staff can be broken, a potion will eventually run out, I can`t necessarily learn every spell in a spellbook, I can`t know what the effects of the skill will actually be, and a million points will get used up. But there`s one thing I know that I need, that I really need, that can`t be bought in the store and won`t be found with the other challengers and is pertinent to my future.

　　the Apostleship Trials.>

　　I look up, drilling my eyes straight into his.

　　"I wish for information."