Cleric Who Like To Cook

You know, there is nothing more annoying when you know you are dead and ready to be transported to heaven and meet your parents but are denied for it.

My name is Christopher Nababan, a man born in Indonesia and raised in the same country. I'm growing up in a small village in North Sumatra. I'm born in a rather low-income family. Our family is a farmer, and my parent's income is not much.

I'm blessed that an elementary school to high school is free in Indonesia. I'm also one of the few lucky people that successfully get a scholarship and get myself into one of the most prestigious universities in the country.

After graduating from Universitas Indonesia, I got a job as a doctor in a hospital in the capital city of Jakarta. I go back to my hometown when I hear the news that my parents died in a car crash.

That was the saddest day of my life. My parents, who worked hard to give me a bright future, died because someone crashed them with their fancy car. Do you know what's funny? That bastard did not get any punishment. I screamed and screamed, but the judge did not budge, and by the end of the day, I cannot do anything and keep moving.

However, the world decides to mess me over once again, and I get a car crashed by the same person who crashed my parents. The last thing I see is him smirking at me for unknown reasons. I don't know him and already, painfully, forget about him to move on from that tragedy.

"Haaaaa… Now, I'm here in the plane of whiteness alone."

"You are not alone, actually."

I look to my right and see a young man sitting behind the desk, writing something on a piece of paper. I get up from the 'ground' and walk toward the desk, where a chair appears out of nowhere.

I sit down on the chair and say.

"Errr, Can I ask where I am? And who are you?"

"My name is Gabriel, and you are in the company hub."

"Company hub?"

"We are a company called Slutlife Inc."

"Slutlife Inc?"

It sounds like a company that dwelling in prostitution.

"Slutlife Inc is a company that is selling waifu to our agent."

"Like slavery?"

"Well… You can say that. That depends on our agent. Some of them treat the waifu as their slave, some of them treat them as their family member."

"That is still slavery."

"Meh, some of the waifu willingly come to us, but I admit most of them will get captured by our agent and be sold to us."

"So, what does a slavery company want for us?"

"Well, the higher-ups want to recruit you."

"Really?"

"Yes. The Celestial wants to recruit you."

"Celestial?"

Gabriel looks at me right in the eyes and says.

"Before I explain to you what Celestial is, I need to explain to you about something. There are five classes in this company. A to E. Each of those classes has different patrons you can take. Class-A is the Archfey. Class-B is the Elemental. Class-C is Great Old Ones. Class-D Arch Devil. Class-E is Celestial."

"Okay…"

"Anyway, as you can see, among those classes, the Celestial decides to recruit you, and they only do that once every ten thousand years."

"Who is the one that decided to recruit me?"

"YAHWEH."

"Wait. As in Jesus Christ, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit?"

"That is right."

"But why? I only go to church once every month because of how busy I'm."

"Yes. However, each time you go to church, you truly believe in him. On your planet, you are the only one that truly believes him from the bottom of your heart. You are also one of the few people that did not have too much sin inside your soul."

"I-I see."

"Because of this, he wants to become your patron and let you work here."

"Can I think about it first?"

"Sure"

I sit down on the chair with my hand on my face. I never thought to be tangled with this kind of shit. I only want to see my parents in heaven. However, a large part of me wants to accept this offer because, from a little, I have been taught to follow what God wants. After all, it was for the best for me.

Urgh.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Where are my parents right now?"

"They are in heaven. They will be reincarnated back as a human in a hundred years."

"They get reincarnated?"

"Yes. Every human that gets into your world's heaven will be reincarnated back as a human in a different timeline or planet all together once they experience heaven for one hundred years."

"I see. Then before I sign something, I need to read it first."

When I say that, I can see Gabriel release a relief breath before giving me two pieces of paper.

"This is rather short for a contract."

"Celestial did not demand much, but they also did not give much."

I nod my head and begin to read.

~Forty Five Minutes Later~

I see…. The Celestial did not demand much other than me helping people in need. While they did not demand that I worship them 24/7, they did ask me to at least burn some special incense I can get from the company and pray to them at least once every year.

However, what makes it difficult to work with the Celestial is that they will send me to the other world to fight against a force that wants to destroy that world under the influence of the Celestial.

There is also how to get the point. The other four classes can take a mission from the mission board, but Class-E can only take a mission from the special mission section where all patrons in the Celestial post them.

The difference? If a normal mission can involve stealing some valuable item from a powerful being or kill a being that offends the other patrons, the special section did not get that. This mission is involved in protection and healing.

If the other patron is the sword, then the Celestial is the shield and healing paste.

There is also a difference in reward. The reward in the other section has more reward than the Celestial section.

However, I still did not know about the other class obligation.

"Gabriel, can I ask you about the other class obligations? If I sign this contract, My obligation to my patron is to worship him at least once a year by burning incense that I can get from the company and burn a sacrifice. What kind of obligation does the other class have?"

"Well… The Archfey demanded that their agent kidnap at least ten people and sell them to the company so the Archfey can play with them. The Elemental demanded their agent to at least soak their body in their patron element. The Great Old One demanded their agent to sacrifice at least seven hundred people every three months so they could eat the souls of those people. The same with Archdevil."

"That is… sounds bad."

"Yes. However, they will also get rewarded every time they finish their duty to their patron. From a point to an item, they will get it every time they finish it."

"I see."

"That is why many people decide to choose those classes. Not only that, but the Celestials are also picky with their chosen agent, and their agent is only a few thousand members, unlike the others who exceed a trillion of agents across the omniverse."

"I see. Then what about this restriction?"

"Ah! Celestial agents have a restriction that they must follow. One! Never kill senselessly! All Celestials hate their agents who kill without reason or doing it for fun. Two! Never harm and kill the innocent! Three! Do not do anything inappropriate when you worship your patron!"

"That is rather tame. What about not having sex or something like that?"

"Sex is something all creatures do. As long as you do not force your way into someone, you will be good."

"I see."

I nod my head and look Gabriel right in the eyes and say.

"Where do I sign?"