One day, Hao Ren would come to understand what extraordinary foresight, the Goddess's wisdom, and the power of words on the level of a jinx really meant. When Raven 12345 claimed she was only casually analyzing things to show off, she had actually already guessed the truth almost perfectly. Clearly, her mental handicap had not hindered the sheer power of Goddess Sister's intellect.
Yet at that moment, Hao Ren only felt that his boss was completely nuts. Could she not maintain a proper workplace atmosphere?
"Have some fruit first. We've been talking for ages." Raven 12345 continued wearing that bizarre, stiff-faced holy-mother expression of hers as she pushed the unidentifiable fruits on the table toward Hao Ren. "Don't be polite here. Our organization doesn't have that many rules anyway. These were prepared for an inspection, but the inspector only cracked open three or four seeds before leaving."
Hao Ren rather appreciated Raven 12345's kind, big-sisterly manner. Of course, it would have been even better if she could replace that copper-and-iron-set "facial expression reserved for handling inspections by the boss" with something else. He casually picked up a fruit that looked like a nectarine and asked curiously, "Three or four seeds? That sounds exaggerated..."
"Not at all." Raven 12345 waved her hand. "The one who came to inspect was a superior Raven God. You know the Raven God, right? The one you saw last time, only about this big..."
As she spoke, Goddess Sister gestured to show a length about the size of her palm. "Even stretched straight, she was only this tall. I'd prepared a huge platter of fruit, but that little thing was full after eating three seeds. Then I thought, no, this won't do. Serving so little would count as poor hospitality. So I used chopsticks to forcibly