The God Stole My Wish Book

The God Stole My Wish Book [A sharp-tongued, clear-headed office worker female lead × an old god who has silently guarded her for ten years] I wrote in the Wish Book: I hope the boss disappears tomorrow. The next day, the company was gone. Standing in front of the office building ruins, my legs went weak. My phone buzzed, a message from an unknown number. “Completed.” My hand shaking, I replied: “Who are you?” After a long while, the other side sent a line. “Your god.” “Next wish, don’t write it so vaguely.”