There is nothing more boring than telling a story of successful love.

“A god, my dear fellow. I am a god”, he waved his finger at me with an amused expression. “My name is Kamotaketsunuminokami.”
“C-come again?”
“Kamotaketsunomimokamo… Kamotaketsunuminokami, is it. Don’t make me say it again, I’ll bite my tongue.”

A world where I could go to Neko ramen in the middle of the night. To me, that was Paradise.