In her current state, although Aihara Enju had felt the kindness from Su Mo and Tendō Kisara, she hadn't developed strong feelings for other humans like in the original story.
So, when given the chance to make a wish, the first people she thought of were the Cursed Children who were suffering alongside her.
She didn't want these children to continue suffering as she had.
"The Cursed Children you're talking about, does that include all the Cursed Children in the entire world?" Hearing the little girl's wish, Tendō Kisara asked with a hint of approval.
To think not only of herself but of everyone else at such a moment showed a truly remarkable character. Not just her, but the members of the chat group also had a very favorable impression of her wish.
The so-called catalyst for world destruction is just a kind-hearted child.
"Yes!" Aihara Enju nodded immediately.
At this moment, being a child, she didn't realize the sheer scale of the wish she had just made.
The number of registered Initiators worldwide was over a hundred thousand, and the total number of Cursed Children was in the millions.
Asking Su Mo to save all the Cursed Children in the world was equivalent to asking him to single-handedly save over a million children.
No matter how you looked at it...
"No matter how you look at it, that's impossible!" Satomi Rentarō blurted out unconsciously.
Perhaps influenced by his politician's education, he was highly sensitive to practical considerations. The moment Aihara Enju stated her wish, he knew it was impossible.
"Let alone all the Cursed Children in the world, even the ones in our Tokyo Area are more than any single faction could take in. Not even Shiba Heavy Industries could do it."
"Putting aside the high cost of resources, the political difficulties are simply insurmountable. The current populace would never support someone raising Cursed Children on a large scale."
As he spoke, he looked at Aihara Enju. "No matter how special Lord Su Mo's status is, it would be very difficult for him to do this. I'm not sure what's going on, but I'd suggest you make a more realistic wish!"
Satomi Rentarō's words weren't meant to diminish Su Mo's standing in Aihara Enju's heart, but simply to inform her of the reality of the situation, so she wouldn't put Su Mo in a difficult position.
As a traditional, gentle protagonist, his defining trait was his unlimited compromise with reality.
It was a good thing that Su Mo was willing to grant her wish, and he didn't want to see the child miss such a good opportunity to be "adopted" due to a lack of understanding.
"I-is that so?" Hearing Satomi Rentarō's words, Aihara Enju was taken aback, only then realizing that her wish might have been a bit too big.
The little rabbit-like girl's eyes dimmed slightly, and she looked at Su Mo with some trepidation. "Even a god can't do it?"
Her wavering tone suggested she was beginning to doubt her own understanding.
"A god?" Hearing this title, Satomi Rentarō was momentarily stunned. What's going on? Is this child going through a chuunibyou phase, seeing Su Mo as a deity?
In an age where no gods or buddhas had shown themselves even during the apocalypse, it was naturally impossible for them to believe in any religion.
"I-if that's the case, my wish can be smaller. I want them to have enough to eat, even if it's just..." Aihara Enju cautiously watched Su Mo's expression, starting to scale back her wish bit by bit.
But before she could finish, Tendō Kisara spoke up with a smile. "Little Enju, there's no need to change your wish!"
"Eh?" Aihara Enju's expression was a mixture of joy and apprehension. "Big sister, you mean...?"
Tendō Kisara glanced at Su Mo, and after confirming his intention, she raised her head proudly. "Who do you think Lord Su Mo is? The entire world, all the Cursed Children... for Lord Su Mo, that's the simplest of matters!"
"What?!"
Hearing Tendō Kisara's words and seeing the absolute trust and reverence in her eyes as she looked at Su Mo, Rentarō was dumbfounded.
All the Cursed Children in the world, and you describe it with 'mere'? Even if you had control over the resources of all of Tokyo, all of Japan, and even all of America, you still couldn't save all these children!
The Cursed Children are the backbone of humanity's fight against the Gastrea. No matter how much money you offer, they would never sell all of them!
"Miss Kisara!" Satomi Rentarō suddenly had an epiphany. This young lady hadn't met some noble fiancé from a long-arranged marriage, nor had she met a lover at first sight. She had fallen for a romance scam!
Otherwise, how could someone with her intelligence believe such an obvious lie? She was clearly already hooked!
Just as Satomi Rentarō was burning with anxiety...
"Really?" The little rabbit-like girl's eyes immediately lit up, and she looked at Su Mo as if she wanted to pounce on him at any moment. "Can Lord Su Mo really grant my wish?"
She hadn't known the weight of her wish before, but after Rentarō's dissuasion, she realized just how audacious it was. For a chance encounter, even a god would have no reason to grant such a greedy wish.
Not to mention, even the gods of mythology might not be able to interfere with all the Cursed Children in the world.
She had been about to change her wish, to at least make their lives a little better.
"I will do what I have promised," Su Mo nodded, reassuring the little girl before him.
Then, he looked at the hundred or so other Cursed Children who had silently gathered around him. These little girls, none older than nine, had all heard Aihara Enju's wish and had heard Su Mo promise to grant it.
They had also witnessed the miracles Su Mo had shown earlier.
Coupled with a child's mentality, which doesn't clearly distinguish between fantasy and reality, all of them were now looking at him with shining eyes, their red irises gazing up as if at their god.
The last time he had been surrounded by so many lolis was probably back with the Flügels.
Su Mo's gaze swept over the young girls, past their scars, their gaunt bodies, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope, and looked out at all the Cursed Children suffering throughout the world.
"Lord Su Mo, you—"
At this moment, Satomi Rentarō was about to speak up, to determine if Su Mo was a fraud, if he was running a romance scam on Tendō Kisara.
But before the words left his mouth, he saw Su Mo's eyes, and his entire body froze.
What kind of eyes were those!
In his dark pupils, it was as if crimson flames were burning. The flames, symbolizing the Archetype of Good, made Rentarō feel a faint sting just by looking at them.
And at the edge of the flames, in the mirror-like surface, the figures of countless Cursed Children appeared.
It was as if the entire planet, the entire world, even the Cursed Children who had already died, were all captured in his pupils.
They were eyes that could pierce through life and death, turn back time, and observe fate.
Though devoid of joy or sorrow, they exuded a mystery and majesty like the cosmos itself.
The moment he saw those eyes, Satomi Rentarō finally understood what Aihara Enju meant by "Lord God." These were indeed eyes that held divine authority.
Before he could recover, a golden light suddenly appeared upon the earth.
Aihara Enju suddenly felt a heartfelt warmth, as if a long-lost home was opening its arms to her. A pillar of golden light enveloped her entire being.
Not just her, but all the Cursed Children before her. As if they had passed some judgment, all the little girls were simultaneously enveloped in faint golden pillars of light.
And not just them, but outside this building, throughout the entire Tokyo Area, the Osaka Area, the entire country, and indeed the entire world, all the Cursed Children were enveloped by sudden pillars of light.
Under the spreading light, the Cursed Children in the frozen lands felt an unprecedented warmth.
The Cursed Children struggling to survive in the sewers finally felt the clean brightness of the sun.
The Cursed Children in various garbage heaps and ruins, who had been willing to gouge out their own eyes to beg, were suddenly healed of their injuries and saw the light of day once again.
Aihara Enju, Fuse Midori, Tina Sprout, Senju Kayo, Mibu Asaka, Hiruko Kohina...
At this moment, as if heaven from mythology had descended, all the Cursed Children were chosen by a miracle.
Whether they had been raised as weapons, consumables, or soldiers, at this moment, they all received a grace from a god.
"Light! So much light! Everyone's turning into light!" Aihara Enju said in delighted surprise. She didn't know what this change meant, but she instinctively understood that it was definitely not a bad thing.
Millions of Cursed Children simultaneously transformed into light, resonated with each other, and then surged up into the sky along with the pillars of light.
And at this moment, from a satellite's perspective, a divine paradise made of golden light and shadow was continuously receiving these children.
Seeing this image, even the most devout non-believers couldn't help but recall the stories of angels residing in heaven from mythology.
"Saving them is simple. Obtaining eternal happiness is not so easy," Su Mo said, looking at the completely changed world with a calm expression, as if he had barely lifted a finger. "For these children, Eden should be a sufficient paradise."
With their souls, it wouldn't be difficult for them to serve as part-time angels.
"The wish was granted so quickly?!"
Looking at Su Mo's unruffled expression, even though she had anticipated it, Tendō Kisara was still shocked.
All the Cursed Children in the entire world, all saved at the same time, without a single one left behind.
Even among gods, perhaps only an omniscient and omnipotent being like him could accomplish this so easily.
"...As expected of Lord Su Mo!"
After her exclamation, looking at the now-empty hall and the stunned administrator at the door, Tendō Kisara couldn't help but sigh.
"It seems the entire world is about to change completely!"