I Became a Priest Who Was Bullied. 75

Chapter 75 – 15. The Numbers Have Risen Too Much… (4)

Not long after Deacon Rachel left, Bishop Lisa came in. He entered the room with an indifferent expression and then opened the window wide to ventilate the stuffy room.

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And two sparrows landed on the window sill as if they had been waiting for this moment. The two seemed to be a good couple, but Bishop Lisa in front of them didn’t pay any attention and started rubbing their faces together.

“Ha…”

Bishop Lisa takes a deep breath and leans on the window frame with both arms.

What else will I hear now? I was so scared that my body reacted first.

“Ha… There’s no way I can keep this locked away…”

She glances at me as if telling me to listen. As I heard those words, my body began to shrink.

“Tsk…”

Bishop Lisa clicked her tongue and pulled a chair in front of me and sat down. Her chair must have been old, and when she sat down on it, it squeaked loudly and made her scream.

“Sorry. “I didn’t really mean to lock him up.”

She apologized, perhaps feeling that she had made a mistake belatedly. I half-heartedly accepted her apology, but I knew she meant more than half of what she said.

“Accidents have been frequent recently. “Didn’t something similar happen last time?”

“… “

Similar thing… If that’s the case, I think it’s referring to the last time I was kidnapped… When I thought about it that way, I had nothing to say. As she said, it was astounding that something happened again not long after.

Of course, most of it was a ridiculous situation that was created out of thin air, but when others saw it, they would really wonder what this was.

“Aha… This is so…”

Bishop Lisa wipes the corners of her eyes, revealing her feelings of frustration without filtering.

Some people might wonder what she was doing in front of the person who almost killed her, but I completely understood her. She is not a normal person to begin with.

I’m going crazy. Even though we already handle work together every day, it’s piling up, and we’re living a hectic life, and even though the guy below can’t help us, he’s having another accident.

To be honest, regardless of the circumstances, she deserved to be stressed, even if it were me.

Moreover, this cannot be solved by getting angry at someone. Because it just keeps piling up.

“Don’t go anywhere from now on.”

“Ah yes…”

“Now I’m anxious, so I don’t know what to send. Seriously, if I go somewhere else, I’m going to stick it in a basement storage room and fucking eat it.”

Bishop Lisa spits out words that I don’t know whether it’s concern or a threat. Aside from everything else, it seems like the one intention to never go out has been clearly communicated.

“You’re not answering?”

“Oh, yes…”

At this point, I wonder if he’s planning on confining me to the church, so he says it with a nail in his head. I wanted to believe it was a joke, but his expression was too serious for that.

Madam… It’s really going to be a bit difficult if I can’t go out like this…

It’s not like I had to go out or something like that, but I hated being stuffy.

Of course, if this were the original world and not a different world, I would have been confident that I wouldn’t have to leave the house for 24 hours or more than a year. There were so many things to do at home, including cell phones, movies, and games, that I didn’t feel the need to go out.

The problem is that this is not the world I used to live in, and this is a world where I can’t find anything to do. Same people, same scenery every day. Even if it happened once or twice, if this continued, even a sane person would inevitably fall into mental illness.

But that didn’t mean I had the guts to say no to that scary Bishop Lisa, so I just complained to myself, and it was good for me to keep my mouth shut.

“You look like you don’t like it.”

Bishop Lisa must have seen through my intentions and said something that sent shivers down my spine. I scratched my head awkwardly and expressed that I had absolutely no intention of doing so.

“Si, I don’t like it… I’m scared now and don’t want to go out. What if something terrible happens again? “I will stay inside as the bishop said.”

“Hmm…”

The untrustworthy eyes are kind. After all, ‘I don’t want to do this’ was clearly written on his face, but in a way, it was a natural reaction to be distrustful.

Fuck, but… Oh my god. Anyone who has been in the military knows this. A terrible life where you can’t even get out of that narrow space and have to stare blankly at the sky. I didn’t want to go through what I experienced there again here.

“By the way, have you eaten?”

“Bah, rice? Ah… Deacon Rachel brought oatmeal earlier, so I ate it. Why, why…”

“… “

Oh, what? Bishop Lisa’s eyes darken even more when she hears that Deacon Rachel brought it. What mistake did I just make? I thought it over quickly, but didn’t say anything particularly problematic.

“I’m just asking in case, but aren’t you in the same relationship with Deacon Rachel?”

“Well, is that kind of relationship?”

I wondered for a moment what kind of relationship we had, and then a thought flashed through my mind. I shook my head quickly, holding back the cold sweat coming out.

“Seo, no way. Anyway, Deacon Rachel is a child who has just become an adult. How could you do that to a child…”

I somehow lie with a straight face on my face. Conscience suddenly became a dagger and struck my heart several times.

No, but how do I do this… It seemed like I just hit him with intuition, but at that moment, I felt as if my head had been placed on a scaffold.

“Yes. Because I’m still a kid…”

She rests her chin and stretches out her words. She seemed to agree with her words, but her expression still did not erase her suspicion.

Well, even though my record was so brilliant, I thought even I would have doubts.

“All right. Then take a good rest. If you think there is a problem with your body, please let me know. Did you know?”

“Oh… Yes…”

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Bishop Lisa glances at me at the door and walks out.

A huge wave called Bishop Lisa swept over me once, and my mind became a mess, so I could barely let out the breath I had been holding.

“Ha… “I can live now.”

The biggest hurdle has been overcome. What else will Bishop Lisa say when he sees me? I was scared the whole time, but fortunately it passed without any major issues.

What can I say…

It wasn’t to this extent before, but now just being around people without saying a word seemed to make the hairs on my body stand on end. Just standing there was no joke, it felt like her whole body was being swallowed up by the black aura she was giving off.

Of course, once she left the room, that terrible energy all disappeared.

I relax and lean against the hard back of the bed. I looked down and saw a translucent window floating in front of me.

[Current corruption level +35 (locked)]

[Because the corruption level has risen sharply, a problem has occurred in the sacred circuit. It is locked at the current value for physical recovery (22:10:32, 364 days a year).]

[NEW]

[Physical Weakness: Your overall physical abilities drop to that of a child. You become noticeably weaker when it comes to sexual temptation, and even if you try to increase your basic stamina, you won’t see much benefit.]

[NEW]

[Increased sensitivity: The overall sensitivity is significantly increased. In particular, the erogenous zone becomes more sensitive, and the increase in sensitivity is equivalent to a +10 (lock) increase from the current corruption value.]

I read the text in silence for a while. It was only now that I was able to check what I had not been able to check because I was getting hit here and there.

By the way… It’s really locked…

Yes, I thought it wasn’t a dream from the beginning. Because it felt so vivid for nothing. In fact, the reason I just opened the status window was to check whether what I saw in my dream earlier was really the Holy Spirit Amanes or if it was just a dog dream.

They said it was definitely locked to prevent the corruption level from rising, so I thought something would have changed if I left it like this.

“Fuck… But I never would have guessed that the shadowy figure was Amaneth.”

It happened so casually that I was still confused.

So, was it all her fault that sent me to this other world? It’s impossible to say for sure, but considering the circumstances, the probability of that happening was high. Otherwise, there would be no reason to come to me. When I first saw you, it seemed like you already knew me well… There was something.

And…

I think I said something more than karma… What on earth is that?

I said that all of this was my responsibility. I said it was my fault and I should get the karma for it, but fuck… I don’t know what this means.

No, what on earth did I do?

Ha…

The real world sucks…

I erase the windows in front of me and let my body go limp. As a result, the body that was leaning against the backrest slid down and settled into the cozy sheets.

It’s frustrating because getting angry doesn’t mean the person involved comes out.

Hmm… Did you say one year from now?

Since Holy Spirit Amanes said to meet again then, I had no choice but to wait until then to get an accurate answer.

Yes, one year. Just wait for one year.

After that, I didn’t know if I could get at least a hint to return home.