The white rabbit was standing on his coffee table next to a stack of Ai’s manga and shaking its little paw as it spoke human language.

“If they catch us, I’ll get skinned alive and end up in the Divine One’s soup!” The rabbit spotted Jun. “Oh!” It bowed. “Greetings. I am the God of Love’s assistant and familiar. It’s nice to meet you, Jun.”

“Uh… you too… Rabbit.”

“My apologies, they call me the Rabbit God.”

“So you’re a god too?”

“Just minor. The title is all formalities. I work under the God of Love and still classify as a divine servant.”

“Uh, okay…” Jun didn’t know anything about the workings of Heaven. “Ai,” he set his messenger bag on the table, “did you take the BL manga out of my bag?”

“Why do you assume it was me? More importantly, you’ve got another date now, right?”

Jun began to grumble as he took off his shoes. “It was so embarrassing when I didn’t have the manga. It looked like I was trying to trick him into a date or something. Your wingman tactics are so childish. I mean, we did have fun so, I mean... thanks.”

“Gap moe.”

The Rabbit cleared its throat. “As I was saying, it’s been a hassle to cover for you being out of Heaven. I was utterly shocked to receive your telegram to report back immediately then find a note on your gaming system saying you’d gone to Earth!”

“Haha, I’m having so much fun here.” Ai shoved some wasabi peas into his mouth.

“A little too much,” Jun added as he pushed Ai’s legs off the couch to sit down.

“I’m learning about the complexities of humans and will return to do my job better.”

“That’s so rehearsed!”

The rabbit put her paws on her hips. “Where and how? You’re playing games all day.”

“I am not. I go to work with Jun and sometimes watch anime and read manga. Enough nagging! Did you look into what I asked you to?”

The rabbit sighed then conjured up a scroll. “I have researched into Jun Adachi’s family and found that generations ago, they were a line of famous matchmakers.”

Jun gasped. “Whoa, really?”

“It’s true you shouldn’t have any remnants of magic left, but if a small amount of the God of Love’s power got into you, it’s possibly more potent because of your family’s history.”

“Well,” Jun folded his arms, “if Ai is getting my match, my power is useless.”

“Not if you become a matchmaker.” The rabbit nodded thrice.

Become a matchmaker? “How can I be a matchmaker when I don’t even know how to match myself?”

Ai finally put down his manga. “Matchmakers shouldn’t be able to match themselves. Just like gods can’t have what they rule. The God of Marriage can never marry. The God of Children can never have children. The God of Learning is an idiot. And me, I can’t fall in love.”

Looking down at his knees, Jun pouted. “How can you help people if you can’t understand it or relate?”

Uncharacteristically, the God froze. Jun had actually caught him off guard. Finally, he remarked, “Those are the rules of Heaven. It’s just the way things are.”

The Rabbit took a seat. “Gods will become selfish and biased if they can have it.”

Though Ai didn’t seem bothered, a twinge of empathy filled Jun’s chest. “Isn’t that unfair? Isn’t it sad?”

“I don’t know,” Ai said, opening another manga volume.

“What about before you became a god? Were you able to have it?”

“Memories of the twenty years before godhood are erased.” Ai pulled his blanket up to his ears. “It has nothing to do with you, Jun, so don’t worry. No matter what, I’ll find your soulmate.”