In a certain Chaldea, a Goddess steals the key to her Master’s room and locks herself inside, forcing her Master to find another room to sleep in. The Goddess lounges about for a while inside the room, listening to the entertaining sounds of her Masters brief, mild annoyance. Suddenly, her Masters voice gets quieter, as she seems to realize who the culprit is. She lets out a defeated sigh and exclaims “Ah, ah, I guess it just can’t be helped! Looks like my room is occupied! I guess I had better go look for another place to sleep tonight! Oh, woe is me!”

And so the Goddess Master leaves the door behind, and the Goddess smiles, and thinks to herself Truly, what an amusing Master I have...

The Goddess continues doing similar things. She teases hope for getting increased experience from leveling, only to deny it at the moment it matters most. She sends her Master to do small errands for her, and then berates her Master when she completes them.

But the Goddess wonders...how does her useless Master still seem to have a subtle smile on her face despite the Goddess’ behaviour? Why does Master seem to have no trouble dealing with all the things the Goddess puts her through?

So she sets out to ask her Master these things directly. After all, a Goddess must always be informed about her devotees!

She finds her Master in one of the many hallways of Chaldea, preferring to go there herself and alone, in order to better ascertain the truth. And upon her asking, her Master answers thus:

“That’s because I love you!”

Her Master’s face flushes a deep scarlet, and she looks like she just let out the biggest secret of the century by mistake. She quickly turns around, stammers something vague about remembering something she needed to do right this instant, and hops away, apparently in a panicked state.

And the Goddess wonders to herself, puzzled at her Master’s reaction to what could reasonably be called a confession...to love her is an obvious thing, even the natural order of things, one could say, so why is her Master so embarrassed about it?