The World I Was Supporting Was Real - Chapter 73



73. I Want to Actually Marry a Manga Character, What Do I Do?

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“Uhm…”

Eirene woke up and stretched.

Her overwhelmingly large Emperor Pouches were flaunting their presence, threatening to tear her negligee with just a slight thrust of her chest.

She thought she’d have yet another typical day as the Emperor, when suddenly…

‘……Huh?’

Something about the surrounding scenery felt off.

She was definitely on her bed, yet… Somehow, she wasn’t in the Emperor’s bedchamber.

A green meadow, a few trees, a lake, and when she looked up, a blue sky with clouds drifting by…

‘……What is this?’

I had a similar experience just a few days ago.

For some reason, I found myself in an unfamiliar place, face-to-face with the young Lord Igwugwudon in the form of a boy.

Even in his youth, Lord Igwugwudon was so incredibly righteous and dashing, it felt like witnessing the embodiment of ‘unadulterated fact’… And as a woman of Eirene, the switch inside me flipped so violently, pounding at my lower abdomen, even now, days after the dream, the memory remains crystal clear.

The strange thing was, Eirene recognized the boy as Lord Igwugwudon instantly.

Even though he was small, I could sense his male essence, the sturdy shoulders and the clear black eyes that promised to protect me – they were identical.

Yes. He looked exactly like this boy lying next to me right now.

… Huh?

‘Ah?’

*Thump!*

Eirene leaped out of bed, started.

‘Wha, wha, wha… What…?!’

Her face flushed crimson to her ears, she checked the sleeping boy on the bed once more.

No matter how many times she looked, it was definitely the young Lord Igwugwudon, wasn’t it?

This… What on earth is going on?

Before Eirene could even grasp the situation-

“Mmm…”

‘L, Lord Igwugwudon?!’

The boy who looked like Igwugwudon slowly rubbed his eyes and sat up.

Eirene, rooted to the spot, couldn’t utter a single word-

“……Uh. Lady Eirene. Did you sleep well?”

“……!!”

It was definitely a boy’s voice, but.

Somehow, it felt like she was talking to a fragment of a god she’d once encountered, This-Guoguo-Dun-nim—

Eirene, without even realizing it, used polite language with the boy.

“T-This-Guoguo-Dun-nim?”

“You recognize me. I’m happy. How have you been?”

At the words of the boy This-Guoguo-Dun, Eirene’s face brightened visibly.

“Of course…!! Ever since I realized This-Guoguo-Dun-nim’s stark truths, I’ve been living happily every day… It’s all thanks to This-Guoguo-Dun-nim!”

“No, it’s because Lady Eirene has ripened so well. It’s only natural that you receive the love of a god.”

Ripened well!

To hear the words ‘ripened well’ from a god’s mouth again!

The sensation was so much more vivid than any other dream she’d had with This-Guoguo-Dun that Eirene felt like she could cry.

Even if all of this was just a midnight dream…she absolutely did not want to wake up.

“More importantly, now that I’ve become like this…would you soothe me, Lady Eirene?”

“To soothe you means…?”

“You’ll see if you look up.”

“Ah…!”

On This-Guoguo-Dun-nim’s pillow lay the rattle she’d shaken for the Demon King.

The instant she noticed it, she realized that she was wearing an apron.

“Please. I’ll be waiting to see you fully ripen.”

Thump, thump.

‘The God said he’s waiting to see me fully ripen…!’

—He’s been watching me work so hard… !!!

More than anything, the fact that my prayer, filled with my burning desire, reached God, made me so incredibly happy.

Unlike the Saintess, who is the only being able to communicate with God, He had watched me, someone who wasn’t chosen by Him—

Eirene clutched her bursting heart and carefully grasped the rattle in her hand.

And then, she knelt demurely on the bed… patting her thigh, which felt like it would explode, lightly with her hand.

“Now, Iguogwodun-nim… lie down here.”

The boy Iguogwodun, without a word, shifted and rested his head on her lap as a pillow.

A jolt!

The moment Iguogwodun’s head touched her… Something unmistakably flowed through her entire body.

Eirene carefully held the rattle in her hand, and like she had done with the Demon Lord—

No. Infusing it with far more intense desire than she had with the Demon Lord—

“Now… Iguogwodun-nim, good boy…? You can be spoiled by me, Eirene, as much as you want…♥”

Jingle, jingle, making a sound… she began to soothe the God as if calming a baby.

The boy Iguogwodun rubbed his face against Eirene’s lap, wordlessly acting spoiled.

She, in turn, diligently shook her hand to make the rattle jingle, jingle, while gently stroking Iguogwodun’s hair.

“Iguogwodun-nim…” I am always grateful. I think it’s so admirable how Iguogwodun-nim always does the right thing for everyone, even though no one recognizes it. I am eternally grateful for Iguogwodun-nim’s heavenly heart, which shows love to even nonbelievers and even demons. I know that the harmony between demons and humans is all thanks to Iguogwodun-nim.”

Jingle, jingle-

“Even if no one acknowledges it, it’s okay. Even if the moment comes when no one knows what Iggwogwodun-nim did, I, I, Eirene will absolutely never forget. How kind Iggwogwodun-nim was, how gentle and how much he cared for all of us, and what he did for us—I will absolutely, absolutely never forget.”

*Tzzararara-*

“Iggwogwodun-nim, I really, really like you. My god, my one and only master… Thank you so, so much for giving me such blunt facts. I, Eirene, will never forget the love I received from Iggwogwodun-nim, and will engrave it on my body and mind. Until my entire body is dyed in Iggwogwodun-nim’s color… I will continue to study Iggwogwodun-nim’s. thank you…”

The boy, Iggwogwodun, with a happy expression, letting himself be held by Eirene’s ‘dunga dunga,’ like a purring cat, was acting cute-

Then, carefully opening his eyes, he spoke.

“Please just wait a little longer, Eirene-nim.”

“……Yes?”

“If you just wait a little longer—”

The moment the boy Iggwogwodun tried to say something, Eirene’s world went dark-

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“……!!”

With a jolt, she regained her senses—finding herself sitting on the bed.

Eirene looked in the mirror.

She, in a negligee, was looking this way with a dazed expression.

This was inside the Emperor’s bedchamber. As soon as she realized that fact, Eirene was able to quickly grasp the situation.

‘A dream, it was a dream… .’

Actually, she thought it would be a dream this time too.

The dream she had last time was like this, and somehow, the dreams in which the boy Iggwogwodun-nim appeared felt quite vivid compared to other dreams, but… Even so, unless a god descended to earth, the fact that a god-nim ​​appeared before her eyes had to be nothing more than an image from a dream.

It was a little disappointing, but, even so-

‘Iggwogwodun-nim, was very cute… ‘

This dream was enjoyable because I could connect, even just a little, with Lord Igwogweodon.

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Eirene pictured the boy’s face.

A spitting image of the portrait, the lovely form of a god.

‘… … .’

And at the same moment –

She was struck by a brazen, blasphemous fantasy that a creation shouldn’t even entertain.

‘If I were to bear Lord Igwogweodon’s child… Would it grow into a boy like him?’

If, truly, I could have a child that resembled a god—I could do so much better for it.

For the god’s child, and for the god himself…

Eirene immediately dropped to her knees and began to pray.

If she didn’t speak of it, she felt she’d ruin her whole day – confessing her feelings to the god as if vomiting them out.

‘Lord Igwogweodon. Thank you so much for appearing, even just in a dream. I was truly, truly happy to be able to be with you, even a little bit.’

‘I, Eirene, am always ready. If the god wills it, I can offer myself at any time. This body, this heart… they are all Lord Igwogweodon’s. Until the god is ready to face me, I will wait patiently, behaving myself.’

‘I love you…’ Lord Igwogweodon.’

A confession of love to a god.

With each passing moment, Eirene’s feelings for the god didn’t lessen, but grew deeper and more intense.

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‘… … .’

*Gulp.*

I swallowed nervously, my mouth suddenly dried.

Yeah, well, this round… it was blatantly sucking up to me.

‘Me, younger, being subjected to mommy play by Eirene… ‘

If I went to an artist doing manga commissions and said, “Please draw this female character doing mommy play with my younger, boy-version OC (who looks like me in real life),” putting aside the cost, how many people would even take that on?

Honestly, there’d be more artists who’d say no, disgusted, right?

Even setting aside the mommy play, there’d be way more people hesitant to draw “a boy version of the OC that resembles the actual requester.”

And the author drew that shit!

[Iguogwodun: Author]

[Iguogwodun: Did you maybe draw this for 7,000 won?]

Maybe ten minutes passed?

The author’s reply came later than I expected.

[PayMeMoney: Yes]

[PayMeMoney: As a result of using ‘Divine Power’ on Eirene, her wish has, in a way, been fulfilled.]

[Iguogwodun: LMAooo Eirene is crazy, she wanted something like that?]

Haa…

Even though I’m saying this, I could feel my face getting hot as I read the manga.

What do I do?

I… I’ve fallen way too much for a manga character?

I seriously wanna marry a manga character, what do I do??

I’m going crazy for Eirene, what am I supposed to do??

I seriously wanna be babied by mommy Eirene, going ‘goo goo gaa gaa’ like a baby, what do I do????

[Lee Guo-guodun: Haa… This is hitting different, for real. I’m going crazy. Irene ＜＜ she’s just my wife, fr ]

[Lee Guo-guodun: This episode was good lmao 7,000 won well spent]

Again, the author’s reply was a little late. About 10 minutes.

[Please give me money: I’m so glad you’re satisfied]

‘Is something up?’

The author, who always replied instantly, was consistently delayed, making me a little worried, so I typed without thinking too much.

[Lee Guo Guo Dian: Are you busy by any chance?]

[Lee Guo Guo Dun: If you’re busy, don’t push yourself ㅇㅇ I’ve already seen the comic anyway]

I said that and started watching a short-form video without giving it a second thought. When a reply finally arrived, about 15 minutes had passed.

[Please give me some money: Well, ]

[Please give me some money: Lee Guo Guo Dian – nim, there’s something I need to ask]

[Please give me money: If you liked this episode, would it be possible for you to sponsor just 1,000 won? ]

[Lee Guo Guo Deon: Huh?? You want a donation?? ]

Again, the reply arrived a little late.

[Please give me some money: I would be grateful if it’s not too much to ask]

[Please give me money: I’m truly, truly sorry for asking this of you]

Something must be going on with money?

A thousand won isn’t something I can’t easily give.

No, why not give him a little more since I’m giving anyway.

[Lee Guo Guo Deon: lmao No worries]

[Lee Guo-guodun: (Sponsor / ₩3,000 / I’ll fill it up with exactly ₩7,000 + ₩30,000,000)]

[Lee Guo Guo Dian: Here]

[Lee Guo Guo Deon: The comic was fun~~!!!]

[Please give me some money: Thank you so much]

[Give me some money: Um… Is it okay if I use this ₩3,000 worth of divine power for myself?]

Huh?

Well, it’s not like it matters, but what can you even do with 3,000 won in this day and age?

At best, you could buy a triangle kimbap and a cup ramen, that’s about it.

‘Still, if he’s specifically asking like that, he must be in urgent need of money.’

I even considered giving him a bit more if that were the case –

but if he needed more, I figured he’d just say it honestly.

[Lee Guo Guo Dian: Ok]

[Please give me some money: Thank you]

[Please give me some money: I’ll never forget Yi Guo Guo Dun’s grace]

[Lee Guo Guo Dian: That’s my line]

[Lee Guo-guodun: Thanks for creating a character like Eirene]

[Lee Guo-guodun: I’m seriously enjoying it, please tell everyone that god is very, very satisfied]

After that, the replies were a bit slow, but I figured that was enough, so I closed the chat window.

Without much thought, I was drinking cocoa and re-reading the comic when a few questions finally popped into my head.

‘I’ve seen that space before in a place I’d never been to before? Has Eirene already had a dream more than once where a younger me appears?’

‘Anyway… even if you’ve seen pictures of me, it’s like you’re *way* too similar to how I looked as a kid.’

What’s up.

Somehow, I got a little, weird feeling but—

‘Well, since I sent you the pictures, you probably just turned out kinda similar! And there were also descriptions of Eirene dreaming about me a lot, back in the day.’

It wasn’t a particularly important issue, so I just brushed it off and went back to re-reading the manga.

In the manga, Eirene was endlessly waiting for me to descend into their world.

Looking at that, I had another thought that only an otaku would have.

‘I want to go in too. Into the manga world. I want to tell Eirene with my own mouth that I’m ripe.’

—Well, that’ll never happen, though.

I closed the window and got up from my seat to clean.

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Crunch!

Crunch crunch!

“Chomp, chomp…”

The observer, with a pale face, greedily consumed the authority the god had granted him.

If he didn’t have authority, he couldn’t change the world—just like the observer couldn’t do anything.

After some time had passed and the color had returned to his face, he carefully stored the remaining authority and let out a sigh of relief.

—All for the sake of Igwogwo-nim.

Crunch!

That too was sharing and consuming the 3,000-won authority with the observer.

— That was close.

“……Yeah.”

— He used the divine power he should have consumed to make Eirene dream a happy dream… Said it was to show it to the god.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

It was impossible to observe and show the god that Eirene had reached ‘the divine realm’.

— Then, he could have just not observed it and moved on. There was no need to prepare something, even giving up his own.

“…….”

— Is his incomprehensible way of thinking because he became a living being?

The observer thought.

To make the world happy, and for him to exist as himself – something absolutely necessary: ​​divine power.

The observer used it not for himself, but for his creation. Ultimately, he used it for the god who bestowed the power upon him.

Why? Even though it wasn’t necessary? Was it because he was afraid of disappointing the god? Or perhaps…

— To ensure sustainable support, to not cross the line. Do you understand?

“I understand.”

The observer slowly rose from his spot and looked down at the world.

Our world. To protect the world that needs the god’s love.

The observer was a being who should only desire that—

But the god’s love poured upon him was causing an unpredictable chemical reaction.