Chapter 82 – Assistant’s Diary [Ronin & Arya & Ner-Sama] (8)
Weeks passed.
The end of the year is quickly approaching.
Yes.
It’s the end of the year
At the end of the year, the main body of Seongae-gyo achieved a holy city.
All kinds of people came to visit, such as prestigious nobles, merchants who moved huge money lines, and promising knights.
It was a part of knowing how wide and evenly distributed the adhesions of the church were, even if you didn’t want to know.
Most of the high-ranking clergy were busy welcoming such high-ranking people.
Is that why?
I was relatively free.
Originally, I should have had a ‘correction’ time today, but it was boldly omitted.
It’s a ramp, it’s a ramp.
Even though I’m a saint, I don’t think I have any intention of making contact with a high-ranking outsider yet.
Hey, when I meet outsiders and say, “Well, you mean? Sexual aegyo gang-rapes saints. Isn’t it a really amazing denomination?”
In any case, that situation gave me relative leeway.
At the same time, my teacher, Priest Nerenim, is also idling around like an idiot.
The season of paralysis has surely passed.
It was an occasional free time.
Hey, it’s not bad to be crowded, right?
I hope you’re busy with work for the rest of your life, damn pigs.
Well, it’s not like I’m just loafing around.
I’m preparing an event.
Near the end of winter, the main body of Seongaekyo holds an event.
The name of the event is Magdalena Tour.
The content is rather intuitive.
A high-ranking priest of the cult of sexual love was touring Magdalena.
To end the year neatly, for another reason, it was an annual event held by the pope or cardinal when the saint was not present, with the intention of honoring the blessing of the Magdalena estate.
Now that the saintess is alive and well, she naturally took her place as a saintess, that is to say, my role.
Hopefully he won’t act like a dog until that important event.
I think I would go crazy if I was ordered to wear tentacles and go around without underwear that day.
When I told Priest Nernim of my ominous imagination, he laughed broadly.
“Anyway, I wouldn’t touch Aria until such a celebratory day. There must be a lot of people.”
His words were absolutely right.
Although the theory
When did Ronin ever care about the eyes of others?
“I mean scary is scary.”
“Even a Ronin priest wouldn’t try to do anything stupid. If you want to buy the original voice of Magdalene or Young Ji-min, you don’t know.”
What really surprised me was that the popularity of this tour was greater than expected.
The situation of being able to see a magnificent procession or the face of a high-ranking priest, which is difficult to see normally, seems to inspire the Magdalena’s territories in their own way.
At most, I want to know what’s fun about people passing by.
After all, in the Middle Ages, where could there have been any mediocre entertainment?
If you think about it, it wasn’t even unconvincing.
Isn’t it the same reason that admiration comes out naturally when you see people wearing fancy clothes and marching?
Of course, I am a person who hates walking around.
The desire to refuse was like a chimney.
It was only my heart.
‘If you don’t want to participate in the event, how about the option of being the seed of the bishops?’
What was the purpose of saying such a thing?
I was really curious about the Ronin Priest’s brain.
Unlike other people, it won’t be a normal brain because it’s twisted and twisted.
I wonder if it’s a metaphysical shape.
Anyway, I couldn’t resist the Ronin priest’s words.
If he refused, it would have been a situation where he would have to struggle with the belly button with the pigs at the meaningful end of the year.
It’s far better to tour the city than suffer from that mess.
… It’s better, but it’s still better than stomping the belly button with pigs.
It never means sweet.
I buried my face in the desk and spat out my displeasure.
“Ahhh, I wish the event would be canceled.”
Priest Nernim replied in a plain tone.
“It’s an event that has been going on for a long time, so it won’t be canceled unless something really big happens.”
“Wow, if a meteorite falls on the same day, there will be no circle.”
When I was openly depressed, Priest Nernim gave me deep consolation.
“You don’t have to worry too much. For us, the date of execution will be the day before the event.”
Conclusion date.
In short, it was D-day to run away from sexual aegyo.
Oh, so you’re running away the day before the event?
So you’re saying you don’t have to rack your brains to prepare for the event?
I am also a teacher
Unbelievably trustworthy
I was lost.
“I was counting on you.”
“Why don’t you put saliva on your lips?”
Little bit
Following his words, he moistened his lips with his tongue.
“All right?”
Ner-nim, who was watching my behavior in amazement, shed a blank laugh.
“I’d rather die than get sick.”
“Aren’t you ready to die yet?”
“Even if there is an order to fly, is there an order to go?”
Why are you making such an ominous noise?
In the past time, Priest Nernim has prepared everything for an ideal escape route.
And the preparations are almost finished.
‘Can I really run away?’
Optimistic or hopeful observations are avoided as much as possible.
Still, I couldn’t help but feel excited.
You can come out of this hellish place and enjoy freedom.
You don’t have to fall for men anymore.
Just imagining that fact, that reality, made my heart overflow with joy.
“It’s troublesome if you loosen up too much.”
“Is it because of Ronin?”
“Yes. That priest is sensitive to even the slightest change towards the saintess, so there is a chance that she will find out about the plan at all costs.”
I understand that Ronin is my disgusting stalker.
There’s nothing wrong with being prepared.
I adjusted my expression.
Smart.
Just in time, a knock was heard.
It was amazing timing.
“Come on in.”
Profit.
The door opened slowly with a noise.
What can be seen through the crack in the door is a nun with purple hair.
It was Gina.
“Saintess, Priest Ronin is calling.”
I guess that person can’t be a nobleman either.
If you see a direct reference like this.
I took a look at Priest Nernim and shrugged.
“I’ll be back.”
“Please return safely.”
“I know.”
I followed Gina.
* * *
Gina took me to Ronin’s room and left right away.
Sober nun.
Standing in front of Ronin’s room, I had a thousand thoughts.
What are you going to do all of a sudden?
Could it be that Ner-nim’s priest’s plan was discovered?
At this point?
Can you figure it out that quickly?
Did you call me to restrain me from escaping?
Accidents started to bite their tails.
Let’s calm down
Excitement will only cloud your judgment.
Even if you are caught in a tiger’s den, you will live as long as you wake up.
Whoa.
Yeah, let’s relax.
They’re both the same person anyway.
There’s no need to be afraid.
I grabbed the doorknob and pushed.
Click.
Upon entering the room, the ronin priest was building a tower out of sugar cubes.
Are you tired of waiting for a long time?
I said, taking my eyes off the sugar cube that was strangely rising like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
“I heard that Priest Ronin called.”
“I mean?”
“Didn’t you ask Sister Gina?”
“Ah, yes.”
Ronin nodded as if he had remembered it only then.
Before long, he tapped the middle of the sugar cube he was piling up with his index finger.
Clattering.
Crumbling cubes of sugar fell promiscuously on the table.
He picked up some of the scattered sugar cubes and put them into his cup.
“I’m sorry to have kept you busy.”
You don’t look apologetic at all.
And if you know that I’ve moved on a busy step, I hope you send it quickly.
When I tried to speak fervently with my eyes, he only gestured for me to sit down.
“How about a cup of coffee?”
“… No, it’s fine.”
I had no desire to drink coffee sweetened with the sugar that was rolling on the table.
Before that, I don’t want to spend time with you drinking something haha haha.
He took a sip of his coffee, feeling sorry.
“Sorry. It smells good, though.”
It’s an art to call and wait for yourself.
“What business did you call me for?”
His dry eyes turned to mine.
If you are in charge of that person’s eyes, you will feel that you are being dissected in detail.
“It’s so disrespectful to call only when there’s business.”
“… Aren’t you busy with heavy work, Priest Ronin?”
He squinted his eyes and formed a spire with his hands.
“I am not the only one who is busy. Yes, Nere’s priest was also quite busy.”
Are you talking about Ner’s priest here?
His head was spinning tight.
What do you mean?
“Is the teacher busy?”
“Oh, didn’t you know?”
I couldn’t figure out if that was Ronin’s cleverness, or if it was a genuine question.
I feel like I’m breaking out in a cold sweat.
He tapped the table with his index and middle fingers, putting on a bored expression.
“It may sound a bit out of the blue, but there are more mice in the warehouse than I thought.”
“Mouse… , You mean?”
“It looks like he was eating at least a grain of wheat.”
“… That’s a big deal.”
He let out an unusual smile.
“I’m going to set a mousetrap and drive it out soon.”
“… A mousetrap.”
“Yes. It is a harmful beast. It would have been nice if it had been stuck in the rat hole, but it comes out for no reason and makes people burn their hands.”
No.
Don’t listen to it arbitrarily.
There really are mice, you could do something like that, right?
If you get excited because of a misunderstanding, you have to lose only this side.
Our eyes met.
Empty brown eyes looked at me.
“Looks like that rat was causing quite a bit of trouble.”
“Beasts don’t know the subject. There is nothing else to look out for.”
Ronin’s words were a metaphor.
Now he was talking roundabout.
I will kill you if you leave.
I tried to stay away.
“By the way, what are you going to say to me?”
He laughed bitterly.
“It’s nothing. I just wanted to say that I hope the event goes well.”
Really, I hope you manage it well.
Ronin’s mouth drew an arc like a crescent moon.
It was somehow ominous.
