Became a Saint of the Sexuality Church 202

Chapter 202 – Dear You (Complete)

As time passed, the missing faces came one by one.
First of all, Saint Makarov.
He wore old-fashioned clothes and a soft smile.

Compared to when I was a kid, I had a lot of maturity.
He grew up so tall that it would be an insult to compare him to his father, Mavlov.
A guardian dog, or at this time, a dog guardian?
Makarov says whether he knows my thoughts or not.

“You’re still living without deviation, Aria-sama.”

I am ashamed of my face at the remarks that are praised as if they are great.
What does it mean to live without deviation?
I just live the way Ain wants to do, the way I want to do.

“Ahaha, that’s not true. That’s right, I listen to Azazel a lot more than that.”

At my remark, Makarov’s eyes narrowed sharply and glared at Azazel.
Azazel naturally hid behind my back.

“What did you say, Azazel?”

As if this gaze were unjust, she protested in her own way.

“What, what! It’s just an ordinary story!”

“Isn’t that my gossip?”

“Why am I saying your bad words!”

He let out a deep sigh.

“Why does trust fall when Azazel speaks?”

“Wow, wow! I think I’m going to cry because I’m unfair. Can I cry out loud here?”

I know that it’s not really a life-or-death fight, it’s just a joke and a joke.
Indeed, it was a friendly quarrel just to watch.

“I’m being held captive by Makarov, Azazel.”

“Me, me? Me at all? I’m completely free! Because I’m so free…”

Azazel is about to say anything as her face turns red like a blush.
Makarov strode up to her and kissed her on the forehead, probably trying to tighten Azazel’s leash.

“Oh.”

Azazel frozen like ice.
Makarov shoved Azazel on the back with a face saying, “I apologize for doing something that was not good.”

“Let’s go in. Azazel jumped up with magic, but I didn’t. I’m tired.”

“That’s why I want you to go with me when I say nice things.”

“I have to prepare myself, too.”

“What preparation?”

“Prepare your heart.”

Meanwhile, Makarov subtly looks at me.
It was not Azazel who would not notice this gaze.
She grabbed Makarov’s chin with both hands and jerked away.

“Don’t look at my sister, look only at me, fool.”

This time, as if Makarov had taken a shot, he blinked openly and then laughed.

“I will.”

They are very sweet people.
The next guest to come was a welcome guest after a long time.
Leon de Gallia, King of Gaul, and Edelis de Gaul, his queen.

There were no escorts even though the high-ranking officials were on their way.
It was thanks to Leon and Edelis that they were strong enough to overcome the Demon King’s executives.
It looks like an aristocratic married couple, as if they were on a tour.
Leon greeted him by touching his moderately grown beard.

“Miss Aria, have you been well?”

“Of course. How about Leon?”

“Stop talking, there are so many whiners and nasty talkers that I wonder if I was given a throne for nothing and end up living my life. I have to retire sooner or later to control my bitter heart…”

“Leon.”

Neither you nor Your Highness, the queen who calls her by her full name.
She was Edelis in light casual clothes.
At that short remark, Leon smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

“Meeting someone close to me after a long time has loosened the bolts in my heart.”

She shook her head.

“I didn’t mean to reprimand you. I also want to talk to Miss Arya.”

“Oh, did I inadvertently interrupt the women’s conversation? I’m sorry. Then, let the two of you talk privately. I need to find my close friend, Einstein.”

He walked slowly.
Edelis’ clear eyes turned to me.

“It’s been a while, Miss Arya. First of all, I want to say thank you. I think he likes it more because of her advice the other day…”

She was a hot-tempered queen who spoke out from the point of view.
I looked left and right to see if anyone was listening, then lowered my voice.

“Eh, Mr. Edelis! Shh, shh! Well, thank you for something like that!”

“The night is important.”

No, it’s important!
Ha ha, you say ridiculous things with a serious face!
He had a lot to say, but he covered her face and laughed.
It was a day with lots of laughs.

* * *

Dear guests who came to the orphanage.
Looking at the children playing and laughing brightly, they exchanged many words.
Most of them contained regret that they would bring our children too.
Like adults, we grew older, got married, and started families.
If so, it was obvious that this was the topic of conversation that would follow.
Most of it was about parenting.

“Arin, I don’t know who he resembles, but he’s a very troublesome one.”

Seeing Leon talking about her son openly, Ain stared blankly at Leon.
My son Ana also stared at Leon at that stare.

When her rich man took on the same look, he almost burst into laughter.
You both are so cute

At that shameless gaze, Leon tried to shoot her, but when he saw Ana, he shut her mouth.
In front of the child, even the king seemed to be careful with his mouth.
Instead, he brought out another sarcasm.

“… Anyone can see that this child is yours.”

“He’s also Arya’s child.”

“That’s right! I am my father’s mother’s son!”

As she watches Ana repeat her words like a parrot, Azazel speaks with envy.

“He must be very affectionate and friendly, so he will receive a lot of cuteness. Maka is a blunt, spoiled kid who lives for her taste.”

Maka is the daughter of Azazel and Makarov.
I’d seen her before, but she wasn’t as tough as Azazel said.
If she was more savvy than Ana, she was savvy.
So she was a little surprised.

“Is Maka acting so mean? Is she that cute kid?”

Azazel’s face contorted.

“That’s all bullshit, sister. As you can see, she longs for her older sister and wants to look good. My mother looks at me like a borrowed barley sack? Sometimes she wonders if that’s my daughter…”

Makarov, who was worse off, answered.

“There’s nothing I can’t say to my son, Azazel.”

“Look at me, she takes care of me as a daughter. Are you so sad? I’ll just be your sister’s daughter.”

“Hmm, I thought Maka would be like this if Azazel was younger, so she’s just cute.”

Makarov helped me.

“I wonder if I inherited her personality as well.”

“What, what! I never did that when I was younger! He must have inherited the Makarov personality! That, other daughters look like dad!”

It was an unfounded rumor.
No, was there a reason?
Anyway, I waved my hand.

“Um, maybe so. Are you kind, sincere, and faithful?”

Azazel vomited as if she heard something she couldn’t hear.

“Ugh, who?”

“Azazel.”

“Hick! Oh what! As you listened to it, you thought it was ridiculous…”

“This story ends here.”

Makarov’s voice is cold like frost.
Perhaps, next night, Azazel will die.

I must apologize in advance.
Because I might forget it later.
As I quietly took the palms of my hands, Ana followed me and joined the palms.

“Don’t treat your sister or the kid like a dead person!”

“Well, in fact, I wonder if Azazel’s treatment was decided from the moment Makarov firmly decided…”

“No!”

Azazel denies reality.
Be pitiful

Edelis, who observed this behavior, smiled.
Even its appearance exudes an antique feeling, so the queen wants to be a queen.

“As expected, there are no people as comfortable and fun as the two of you.”

“If you enjoy it, that’s enough, Edelis?”

Azazel raises a double wick.
Makarov pours her nagging at her like that.
Edelis smiled as if she was enjoying this sight.

What are the other two men doing?
When I look away, Leon is heating up with trivial chatter with Ain.
She listened to her slightly, ‘my wife is better.’ ‘Yeah, no. She’s my wife better.’

I thought for a moment whether I should just leave it as it is.
Eye contact with Ain.
He calls my name with a blue smile like a flower in full bloom in spring.

“Aria.”

I answer him

“Yes, Ain.”

“Happy?”

It was a random question.
At the same time, it was a question that could be answered immediately.

“Absolutely.”

Pain in the body.
Pain in the heart.
It’s not a class that can be easily healed.

It rots and oozes blood, rots and becomes pus.
A scab forms, peels off, and heals.

It is overlaid on the skin through such countless processes.
That’s something called a wound.

Wounds never fully heal.
As inevitably as today, it brings signs.

It’s called trauma, and it’s also called nightmare.
There’s no way I wouldn’t be bothered by the past.

Still.
For enduring it all.
With you, no, this moment with you creates a deeper sweetness.

“I love you.”

Suddenly, like Ain, he says he loves me out of the blue.
You are puzzled by the words, but raise the corners of your mouth with an expression overflowing with fullness.

Alas, yes.
There are times when you have to say that you love someone like this before you realize it.
You say it with a face that is more handsome than anyone in the world.

“Me too.”

Say something around
Do not salt, it is very hot, etc.
All of that was nothing more than a blessing to us.

The child who was in between.
The fruit of love between me and Ain.
Ana opens her mouth.

“I?”

Ain and I face each other.
We laugh no matter who we are.

How can I not love you
You are a token of our hard-earned love.

“Mom likes Ana the most.”

“Dad does too.”

Winter is passing by.
What comes at the end will be countless spring days with sprouted buds.
It will be a brilliant day with all natural colors.

Complete