Local Netizen Elf's Life In Another World-Case 328: Starting the lewd religion.

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful succubus.

Her skin wasn't as white as snow, and her hair certainly wasn't as black as ebony wood, but she was beautiful. With that beauty, she seduced and harmed countless people, eventually ending up in an elf's cuff. Afterward, she would spend an eternity working under her new master in the hope of repenting for her sins after everything.

So, that is a brief recap of Dina's story so far.

It's not like I want to do this or anything, but tying her under my divinity should eliminate any risks associated with such a sly figure. It would be much easier for me to control her as well.

...Though, looking at this idiot, I don't think she has any intention of escaping any time soon.

''I'll do it—no, please let me serve you!''

Kneeling obediently on the floor as though a well-trained dog, Dina wholeheartedly pleads. It's honestly jarring to see her spiky attitude at the beginning vanishing day after day.

See, there are times like this when I inadvertently harbor mixed feelings about my divinity. It's all because I let out too much of its 'charm' each time I lend her my hand, and she turns out like this.

No, but like, how can the princess of all succubus have such low resistance to seduction?

I can somewhat sense people's sexual desires now, so I know she is immensely allured by my skillful palm and, more than that, my holy crevice that she was able to taste once—to the point of obsession.

''Hah...''

I guess my lovers are just really lustful. Maybe they have built immunity over time. Who knows?

In any case, with the succubus's eager intent to participate, I quickly grab her palm and bring it to my belly. This time around, the imprint seems much more reactive as both her crest and mine glow at the same time, their energies merging with one another, forming a bond without me even interfering.

''Eheheheh...''

Dina, on the other hand, squirms in place with a strange expression as if she is experiencing extreme pleasure. It's kind of cringe to see, but I'm a goddess. Let's not judge my followers.

Okay, so now that she is bound, let's actually find something useful for her to do. I've been thinking that forcing her to be a bootleg maid is quite inefficient, giving her talents. But I haven't been able to come up with anything good either. I mean, we can't just let her be a 'reliever' for the army, right? Although I expect her to like that, I'd feel terrible for some reason.

But then again...

''...and don't do *nlyF*ns.''

...Wait.

Suddenly, I remember the words Emy said to me earlier.

Fulfilling my wish to give humanity and humanoid species power to defend themselves, we elves have been pushing our technologies out for a while now. One of those techs is, of course, smartphones, and large-scale networks connect them.

If we can invest in this field to accelerate its spread and then capitalize on it by advertising our religion there...

Okay, no, look. I'm not doing *nlyF*ans or anything of the sort. Dina won't, too, but I can certainly make her the PR head for my religion. She can transform into a human, and with her natural seduction tendency, drawing eyes in won't be hard.

''Holy shit... I'm a genius.''

''...?''

It's super rare that I mutter something this cringe to myself, so everybody in the room seems puzzled. Ignoring that, I grab my phone and quickly dial my dad.

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[Hello?]

''Dad, I have a proposal.''

Roughly a week has gone by ever since I took Camellia and Dina under my wings.

We still went out and cleared fissures as usual, but there has been some progress on the whole worshiper shenanigans. Firstly, Dad easily agreed to accelerate the pace at which we distribute smartphone and signal transmission technologies. We were meant to do it anyway.

Another piece of good news is that Eva's experiment has shown some results.

''According to my findings so far, many deities have indeed experienced bursts of power when fighting for the greater good of their believers.''

In other words, there has been precedence.

''So, I set it up like this—''

Being the sole deity of this planet at the moment, Eva has free reign over her influence on its people. Still, since she hasn't done anything drastic over her term as the governing goddess, she decided to issue a small notice encouraging people to pray and direct their worship toward her.

Well, there was a commotion for a bit because Eva, being the shut-in goddess, hadn't pushed out something like that for centuries, but everything was fine.

Nonetheless, as for the result... what do you know, it actually worked.

When I first heard it, I wanted to question why the Path to Divinity manual—which isn't a real book, by the way—didn't mention it. Then I remembered that on the cosmic scale, our civilization was just too young—no more than an infant.

Apparently, it is as simple as getting people to worship me and then consciously making an effort to receive their intent from my end.

''Hmm... heheheh...''

These days, I'm as happy as a capybara.

Knowing a way to advance quickly is such a relief. Though, I still get worried from time to time since Eve is still eerily silent. At this rate, we should be able to clear out all the dungeons after another month or so, but what happens after that is still unknown. By that time, with our relentless push to install cell towers across the major cities around the world, a decent network should be available.

Our engineers are already working on a version of the internet, so we can be ready to take action anytime.

Oh, another thing.

I'm horny.

My partners have been quite busy running around recently, so I haven't been able to experience satisfying sessions. Don't get me wrong; even if everyone's schedules were packed, one or two out of a whopping seven would be available, but...

I can't believe I'm saying this, but just one or two can't satisfy me anymore.

It's a sign that my divinity is growing, which is a good thing, and it also makes me wonder about a future in which I have 'trained' in all the exotic sex ventures there are, and I have the people's worship.

Such a version of myself would surely be a true Goddess of Lust.

Ah... that's nice and all, but I'm just a bit irritated down there right now. Should I make clones and do it myself? Should I ask Eva to... okay, Eva's busy. How about...

''...''

Okay, fine.

I know, I know.

I have to give myself to the monsters I've captured anyway. I only need to obtain permission. How do I do that? Well, for one thing, my partners are all frustrated, too—so if I just spread my legs a bit more fancily, they'll be smitten.

Easy enough.

Let's do it.