Clearing an Isekai with the Zero-Believers Goddess

“This place is…?” (Makoto)

I woke up.

“O-Oh my…Takatsuki Makoto?!”

“Ira-sama?” (Makoto)

We look at each other with dumbfounded expressions.

Looks like I have come to the space of Ira-sama.

““…””

We look at each other in silence for a while.

Hmm? She doesn’t seem to be that angry about me having controlled the Time Spirits…is what I thought, but Ira-sama was visibly getting more and more bright red like a boiled octopus.