【Tales of the Gods #5】Adventure God Dorantos

“‘Right? Adventure God?’ my ass!!”

This was the Divine Realm.

The Adventure God Dorantos, who sported a brown beard around his mouth, instinctively punched the picture-frame device that was projecting images of the lower world!

Doon!

His divine domain...... a space that reproduced the office from when he had once served as the first Supreme Commander of the Adventurers' Guild, trembled from the sheer force of the blow.

“Hey! Dorantos-san!? You're being really loud, you know!?”

“Ah, s, sorry!”

Apparently, the sound had reached the neighboring divine domain.

He had gotten scolded by the neighbor who had popped her head into his divine domain...... the Language God Bamapama.

Dorantos apologized profusely.

He had become a god nearly a thousand years ago as someone to manage the adventurers, but he was still a mere lower god at the bottom of the totem pole.

The Language God took the form of a blue-haired little girl with glasses, but despite that appearance, she was a great senior who had been a god for tens of thousands of years.

There he was, an old guy continuing to bow and scrape before a little girl until the Language God grew bored of the lecture and left his divine domain.

......Now then.

Having confirmed that the Language God had left the domain (after she had plundered a fair amount of tea snacks), Dorantos turned back to the picture-frame and resumed checking the footage.

Projected there was the reincarnator Mitran, whom he had blessed, taking his first step as an adventurer...... or that was how it should have been.

But that wasn't what happened!

A boy named Kamasse had suddenly appeared at the Adventurers' Guild and, based on extremely common-sense arguments, had dragged Mitran back to his parents!

(I never saw this turn of events coming!?)

Dorantos clutched his head.

When he reincarnated Mitran, he had performed a “destiny confirmation” and already seen what kind of life Mitran would lead.

According to the fate he had confirmed at that time, Mitran was supposed to have leaped out of his rural village on this day, registered as an adventurer, and taken the first step toward becoming a great adventurer.

(But this, this Kamasse brat or whatever, went and got in the way!)

Dorantos flipped through the notebook in his hand.

This was Mitran's “destiny log.”

A single volume that concisely summarized the fate of Mitran that he had confirmed in advance.

(......Hmm, Kamasse is...... not a complete irregular, then, it seems......?)

From checking the “destiny log,” he found that in the original fate, too, Kamasse was scheduled to meet Mitran on this day at the Adventurers' Guild branch office in the town of Sondor.

(But, even so...... Kamasse's attitude toward Mitran is, just too, different from the plan......)

In the preliminary check, the Kamasse who met Mitran on this day was supposed to have grown arrogant with his own power, gotten carried away, and pointed his sword at Mitran, saying something like “This is the test for adventurer registration”......

To put it simply, he was supposed to be a jerk.

And then Mitran was supposed to turn the tables on him and beat him to a pulp.

Yes, Kamasse was supposed to be Mitran's kamase.

And yet!

(Why, though...... the real Kamasse is just a plain old good guy......)

Though his tone was rough, Kamasse didn't do anything as unreasonable as pointing a sword at a younger child, and instead responded with extreme common sense.

Incidentally, in the preliminary check, Kamasse's adventurer rank at this point was supposed to be rank 4, but it had risen to rank 3.

In Kamasse's life up until now, events different from the predicted fate must have occurred, causing a change in Kamasse's behavior.

(Well, that in itself is fine. More high-quality adventurers. That, in itself, is a good thing.)

The expectations and trust people have for adventurers.

Things like that held the same meaning as faith for the Adventure God Dorantos; they were the source of his power.

The current Kamasse looked quite excellent and had room to grow.

According to Mitran's “destiny log,” Kamasse had originally been fated to be unable to accept his defeat by Mitran, take on an impossible request to prove his strength, and end his life with his body torn apart by a vicious monster.

But in reality, that probably wouldn't happen now.

Kamasse, surely, would keep on growing like this.

He would probably reach the level of a special-grade adventurer with ease.

That, in itself, was something to be glad about.

Hang in there, Kamasse.

May fortune smile on your path!

(But man...... what about Mitran?)

Observing his behavior, it seemed he hadn't lost interest in being an adventurer, but his departure from the village would likely be postponed significantly.

If he did become an adventurer in the end, Dorantos's original goal...... the goal of ‘granting a blessing to a reincarnator, creating a super-excellent adventurer, and boosting his own power’ would be achieved.

However.

(At this rate, the broadcast's scenario will be completely thrown off.)

Yes, the Adventure God Dorantos had planned to film Mitran's life and run an isekai reincarnation broadcast.

(Most of all, if Mitran keeps putting off his departure like this, the meeting-the-main-heroine event will fall through. That's the one thing I want to avoid......)

Dorantos racked his brain, but no good ideas came to mind.

He considered moving his apostles, but that was no good.

Currently, Dorantos's apostles were helping with the operation of the Adventurers' Guild.

Since he couldn't afford to neglect that either, using the apostles was out......

And just then.

With a click, the sound of a door opening reached Dorantos's ears.

“Heeey, Dorantos-san. Coming in for a biiit!”

Without even knocking, his neighbor, the Language God Bamapama, had entered the domain again.

“Hey, heeey, Dorantos-san. Those tea snacks from earlier were super yummy, weren't theyyy? I want more of those. Gimmeee, gimmeee!”

The blue-haired, glasses-wearing little girl began wandering around Dorantos, who was leaning back in his chair and thinking.

“Geez, why are you ignoring meee? Thinkiiing? Hmph! Fine, then. I'll just go look for them myself!”

Saying so, the little girl began rummaging through the cupboards of another person's divine domain without permission.

“Huuuh? They're not here? Not here? Where are the tea snaaacks?”

The little girl began pulling things out of the cupboard and scattering them everywhere.

“Heeey, where are theyyy? Where are the tea snaaacks? Tell me, tell me, tell meee!”

The little girl shook the chair Dorantos was sitting in, trying to pry the location of the tea snacks out of him.

“......DAAAAAAAAAAAH!! SHUT UUUUUUUUUUP!! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M THINKING, YOU DUMBASS BRAAAAAAAAAAT!!!”

Finally snapping, Dorantos roared at the little girl!

“Haah!? Is that any way to talk to your great senior, YOU PUUUUUUUUUUNK!!?”

And the little girl snapped back!

The little girl had a quick temper and was quick to use her fists!

In the next instant, the little girl's small right fist had struck Dorantos's left cheek at a speed that left even sound behind!

Since the little girl was a great senior, she was considerably stronger than Dorantos!

Punched unreasonably, Dorantos was blown away with great force, smashed through the wall of the divine domain, and vanished far into the distance!

“......Ah! Tea snacks!”

The destroyed wall of the divine domain.

Spotting what she was after rolling out of a nearby cupboard, also destroyed, that she hadn't searched yet, the little girl picked it up with a beaming smile and skipped back to her own divine domain.

I'm glad you found your snacks, Bamapama!

And so.

By meeting Emi and growing, Kamasse escaped the role of the “insufferable, arrogant elite kamase” and was able to carry his life on into the future.

And with this, Arc 6 is over.

Next is Arc 7.

But let me say a few words while I can.

Thank you so much for discovering and reading this amateur novel called ‘The Omake Reincarnator’.

Your bookmarks, your ratings, your comments......

They make me really happy.

I'd be grateful if you'd keep sticking with it from here on, too.

I look forward to your continued support.

Have a happy New Year.