This Reincarnation Requires a Subscription Fee

‘What’s going on all of a sudden?’ I thought, bewildered, as I checked the details of the first item on the list, “Limited Hotline (Hermote).”

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**Limited Hotline (Hermote)**  

A glorious item that allows direct communication with the “Main Deity Hermote,” one of the gods overseeing the continent!  

Original Price: 50,000,000 coins  

Discounted Price: 45,000,000 coins

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‘Only a 10% discount?’

Given the amount of coins I currently had, spending 45 million wouldn’t be a major hit. I could still buy what I needed while maintaining a good reserve of life span. But I couldn’t help recalling how, when the hotline item first appeared, it had been offered at an incredible 99.9% discount.

‘Back then, I could’ve bought it for just 50,000 coins.’

Of course, at that time, 50,000 coins were almost my entire fortune… but having experienced such a steep discount before, paying what was nearly the full price now felt like getting ripped off.

‘But since I need to communicate with a deity, I suppose I should buy it.’

After all, I’d been saving my coins for situations like this where I wouldn’t hesitate to use them. Besides, I had the “Half-and-Half Coin Mania (Mythic)” card, which allowed me to purchase any item for 50% of its original price. With that card, I could get the hotline for 25 million coins.

‘Alright, let’s buy it!’

I pushed aside my reservations and began to seriously review the list. I only needed a simple conversation to ask whether bringing the prophecy book from the future was part of Heaven’s plan, so there was no need to purchase multiple hotline items.

‘Besides, if I have too many hotlines, I’ll just get pestered with annoying calls.’

Since hotlines are typically two-way, it wasn’t just that I could contact the deity whenever I wanted; they could also reach out to me whenever they wished.

‘As if they aren’t already pestering me with requests.’

Every time I opened the quest log, it was packed with new tasks, showing just how eager they were for me to take on more missions.

‘And when I was dragged to Heaven after dying, it was even worse.’

The moment I made quest completion a condition for my cooperation, they swarmed me to the point where it became overwhelming. So, there was no reason to spend extra coins on multiple hotlines.

‘The real question is, which deity should I connect with…?’

As I skimmed through the list, I noticed several familiar names of gods. Hermote, the main deity, was an obvious choice, but there were also many gods who had assigned me quests before.

The most familiar, of course, was the God of Luck, who had given me the four-leaf clover quest.

‘Thanks to that repeated clover quest, my early days went pretty smoothly. I’m grateful.’

I also noticed the name of the God of Frugality, who had made me a coin tycoon(?).

‘The one who loves reducing headcounts… After what happened, what could they possibly want to discuss with me over a hotline…?’

If we could communicate, they would undoubtedly start complaining, so I quickly crossed the God of Frugality off my list of potential candidates and continued to scan the other names.

None of them really stood out to me.

‘Maybe choosing Hermote is the safest option after all?’

Just as I was thinking that and my gaze fell to the bottom of the list, a name caught my eye.

Serlus, the steward of the reincarnation subscription service and errand runner for the gods!

‘So, I can connect a hotline with Serlus too, huh?’

Unlike other gods with whom I’d never had direct communication, making it hard to guess their personalities, I had spoken with Serlus before, so I could more or less predict how a conversation would go. The ability to anticipate the tone of the conversation was a significant advantage. It meant I could steer the dialogue in my favor without being swayed by the other party.

Eagerly, I checked the details of the “Limited Hotline (Serlus)” item.

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**Limited Hotline (Serlus)**  

The manager of the Reincarnation Subscription Service, the darling of Heaven, and the errand boy of the gods! Truly the idol of Heaven!  

Serlus, who mediates the affairs of the gods and the earth, knows every rumor there is.  

“Serlus’s Gossip! Did you know that the serious God A’s secret hobby is actually tango dancing? Word is that God A, who tried so hard to keep this hidden, is furious that it got out, and it turns out the one who spread the news was his longtime friend, God B.”  

The perfect product for those curious about the latest gossip in Heaven and on Earth!  

Original Price: 30,000,000 coins  

Discounted Price: 10,000,000 coins

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It seemed that since Serlus wasn’t technically a god, the original and discounted prices were somewhat reasonable.

‘Oh, wow!’

An interesting product description coupled with a fantastic price…

‘I must buy this!’

Almost as if under a spell, I swiftly confirmed the purchase of the “Limited Hotline (Serlus).” A message window immediately appeared, sparkling in the air, explaining how to use the item. Instead of reading it carefully, I quickly pressed ‘X’ to close the window.

‘I’ll check it out later.’

It seemed wiser to attempt contacting Serlus when I was alone, in case something strange happened during the communication.

“Ahem!”

I cleared my throat loudly and hastily handed the book I had brought from the future to Bael.

“H-here, take this.”

Having spent a good while staring into space and moving my hands, both Bael and Eugene were now looking at me with puzzled expressions. Even though Bael knew about my subscription to the reincarnation system, he still seemed not quite used to my strange behavior. Eugene, unaware of the situation, likely thought I was just acting weird.

Noticing my repeated throat-clearing and the subtle hints I was dropping, Bael finally smiled and took the book from me.

“Alright, I’ll head back to Kydsha immediately to examine the book. If anything urgent comes up, don’t hesitate to contact me.”

“You’re leaving right away? What about…”

What did you discuss with Kirke at the palace? I didn’t ask the question aloud, aware of Eugene’s presence, but instead, I tried to communicate it to Bael with a glance. Normally, Bael and I had an unspoken understanding, a ‘you know what I mean’ kind of relationship, so this should have been easy…

“Why? Do you have something else to say?”

‘So we’re not on the same wavelength… I see…’

While Axel and I had nearly perfected our non-verbal communication, sometimes, like now, Bael and I experienced these little hiccups.

‘Well… if Bael is leaving without any hesitation, it must mean that Axel and I can handle whatever it is.’

I waved my hand dismissively at Bael, indicating it was nothing important.

“Let me know as soon as you get the results.”

“Of course.”

Bael smiled as he glanced down at the book I had given him.

“If this is real, that would be wonderful.”

“It will be real.”

I had a strong intuition about it.

‘Especially since the future I glimpsed during the explosion was so vivid…’

There wasn’t a shred of doubt in my mind that it was real.

‘But that future was quite strange.’

“A future where I’m married and pregnant…”

“What?”

“What?”

Both Bael and Eugene echoed in unison, their surprised voices snapping me out of my thoughts. Startled, I blinked and looked back and forth between their faces.

“W-what’s with the sudden reaction?”

“What do you mean, what’s with the sudden reaction? What do you mean by a future where you’re married and pregnant?” Bael asked, his tone a mix of curiosity and concern.

I tilted my head, puzzled. “Didn’t I mention it? The future where I brought back the prophecy book… In that future, I was married and even pregnant. I saw my husband too, but…”

“Who was it?” Eugene interrupted, his voice cutting through my explanation with a sharp edge of seriousness that made my throat go dry.

I didn’t break eye contact with Eugene as I shook my head lightly. “I couldn’t see exactly who it was. I only saw his silhouette, but it felt strangely familiar—his build, his clothes, even the room and the library…”

Come to think of it, something was odd.

‘If I was married, why was I still at the Elpinard estate?’

Normally, wouldn’t I be living in my husband’s house?

At the time, I didn’t have the luxury to question it, but now that I thought about it, it didn’t make sense.

‘From Lily’s reaction, it seemed like I wasn’t just visiting the estate but actually living there full-time.’

I started brainstorming possible reasons why I might still be living at the Elpinard estate even after getting married.

My husband doesn’t have a house.

(Dad wouldn’t marry me off to someone like that… would he?)

There’s a separate house, but I just prefer the Elpinard estate.

(It wouldn’t be strange to spend the social season at the Elpinard estate and the rest of the time at my husband’s house.)

Maybe I married someone whose home is the Elpinard estate…

As I logically worked through my thoughts, I quickly dismissed the third possibility before I even finished it.

‘If my husband’s home is the Elpinard estate, that would mean I married either Father, Noah, or Axel.’

Unless some other direct male heir of the Elpinard family suddenly appeared out of nowhere, this was utterly nonsensical.