Pretending to Be a Girlfriend？ 128

Chapter 128 – Enough (2)

“..Don’t do it then.”

The Bien held in your arms hardens as it is.
She seemed to be doubting her own ears her.
Even so, his kindness was so familiar that I was confused.

“..What…Ra..Gu?”

“Don’t do it, Vien.”

It didn’t seem like it was a light thing to say not to do it without taking any responsibility.
His hand her felt warm on the back of his head her,
There was a sense of security in his tone.

It was the look of Starchis that Bienne had always leaned on.

“…It’s okay if I don’t..?”

This was a question for him.
Saying that it’s okay if you don’t have to repent anymore.
Even if everyone in the world paid enough for their sins, it would not be if he said no.
On the other hand, if Starchis said it was okay, Bienne couldn’t ask for anything more.

“It’s okay.”

He said again

“However..! Hehe… But…!”

When he said he was fine, his conscience his stung.
Can I be forgiven again like this?
I have been complaining to him all my life, so will he accept me like this again?

Instead of cold tears, hot tears flowed down my cheeks.

“It’s okay, Vien. Stop it.”

The more he did, the more he reassured her.
Starchis made up his mind.
It was enough to change the choice once.
It wouldn’t change any more.

“..But.. I… Told Sister Helen that I would be a saint..”

Vienne whimpers.
After telling Sister Helen, it might be too late.
I was worried about whether it would be okay to change my mind like this.

Of course, from the moment Stachis said no, I leaned toward not doing it, but I was still worried about the same thing.

Starchis frees Bien from her arms and takes her hand her.
He led her to her somewhere.

“Oh..!”

Bien was dragged helplessly to her tear-stained face.
When her disfigured face her, hidden in his arms her, was revealed,
Embarrassed now, she tried to wipe her face her with her arm her.

But the puffy eyes weren’t going anywhere.

She covered her face with one arm,
With my other hand, I held Starchis’ hand tightly and was guided as he walked.

Go through several rooms.
Recognizing Bien’s face her,
Or, other apprentice saints who recognized her by her pure white clothes whispered to her.

– ‘Kyaa! We held hands..!’
-‘Bien.. Cheer up!’
-‘It must have worked out well.. Oh, I’m glad..’

Bien felt her ears her turn red even in this situation.
Her nose and eyes her must have been red from crying, but she was worried about how her face her would look now that her ears and cheeks her were also red.

She didn’t care about that, but
It was the first time I’d messed up like this, so I couldn’t help but be nervous.

Stachis passed by and asked the other apprentice saints a few questions.
And whenever his grip was about to weaken,
Bien secretly gave more strength and held his hand tightly.
I didn’t want to let go of the hand he held.

I thought I wouldn’t be able to love myself yet.

Still, this was enough.
It always has been.

Since this was enough, they made a foolish pact not to target their lovers.
I was always so happy to have him by my side.

The more she holds his hand his, the better she likes him.
Shine brighter and lovelier.

She followed him as he led everything but Starchis into a blur.
She was nowhere to be seen.

I see only Starches.
Wide back.
And his hands her at ease.

‘Ah.’

And she realizes

‘I will never leave Starchis’ side.’

It was a feeling all over again.

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Starchis quickly found Sister Helen.
She said she would not force Bien to be her saint.
She said she would respect her wishes of Bien.

In such an important case,
It may have been the end as long as it was said.

If you decide to do it, maybe you should.

It may already be too late.

But Starchis tried to stop it.

Like the fog in her hair,
Everything seemed clear.

“Sister Helen.”

Starchis called her.

Sister Helen was in the small garden next to the church.

With her hands held together fully respect,
She sat on a bench made of wood,
With a smile on her face she greeted them.

“Ah, Starchis.”

She says softly
His eyes rolled and he looked at the two holding hands.
A small smile hangs on your lips.

“…There’s also Bien.”

Bienne wondered if she became ashamed when her name her was called.
Or maybe it was because she was shameless, she half-hidden her body behind the Starches.
Even in all of this, she didn’t let go of her hand.

“Okay. What are you doing?”

She slowly closes and opens her eyes once and looks at Stachis.

“.

He said bluntly.

Sister Helen seemed to be anticipating their words.
Not surprised, she just kept smiling.

“Is that so.”

“Yes.”

She asks Bien.

“Bien, is that right?”

“…Yes.”

“When I asked, didn’t you say you made up your mind?”

It wasn’t an argumentative tone or a point of error.
She acted as if she were surprised to see something strange.

Judging by the way she spoke, it seemed that Sister Helen was asking her as persistently as she had been talking to Stachis.

Bienne’s reaction also adds firewood to that idea.
She only apologized.

“…I’m sorry.”

“..Huhuh.”

Sister Helen let out a small laugh.
She had no doubt that she was a good person, but
She was nervous because she couldn’t make up her mind of her.

Both Bienne and Stachis were like that.
We just pretended not to be nervous with our hands holding each other.

But Bien’s mood was better than ever.
Starchis, who she knew would leave her, was able to shed tears just by standing next to her.
She didn’t shed any tears because she just had to bear it for now, and it wasn’t to the point of shedding tears.

Helen moves her body slightly to her side her on her bench.
She said, pointing to the seat next to her.

“Starches, would you like to sit down?”

“Yes?”

“Bien, get me some water. I am thirsty.”

“…Yes?”

Starchis and Bien turn their heads and meet each other’s eyes.

Starchis nodded first.

Then he went to the seat next to Sister Helen.

“Ah…”

Vienne muttered inaudibly.

Starch walk,
I stopped because of the hand held.

Bien wouldn’t let go.

As if it would be the end if I let go of my hand here
She held her hand tightly.

“…”

He waited for her to let go.

But upon receiving her gaze her, Bien flinched,
Instead of letting go of her hand her, Starchis takes a step closer.

Now she didn’t want to part with him.

“Bien, I have something to talk to Starchis about. Would you mind giving me a seat?”

Sister Helen smiles at the sight and says.
Starchis had long since let go of Bien’s hand her.
Only Bien is holding him.

Starchis nodded.
It’s okay, he reassured her.

Only then did Bien let go of her hand her, bowed her head, and hurried off to get her water her.

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Watching her leave,
Starchis sits next to Sister Helen.

It didn’t feel like I was asking you to sit next to me to talk a lot.

Short words.
I believed that it would deliver words with many meanings.

And, as he had predicted, Sister Helen’s words were not long.

“I got into it and asked a lot of questions. To Bien.”

“…”

“I mean, are you really going to do it? If she becomes a saint, she is a great honor… But it is a difficult choice.”

“…Yes.”

“You said you wouldn’t do it to me until the end… It seems like Mr. Starchis are different.”

Birds chirping and the scent of flowers wafts in.
It was pleasant weather.

“Only for you… I think I show my deep true feelings.”

“…Yes.”

“I’ve been watching that kid for a long time, but only for you.”

Starchis felt a slight sense of jealousy towards Sister Helen.
But, after all, he might be his own illusion.

“What did our Bien do wrong?”

“Yes?”

Thousands of people live in this church.
It would be difficult for someone like Sister Helen to observe them all.

But she could tell from what she had just said how much of an interest Sister Helen had in her Vienne her.

“It shows again the habits that come out when you make a mistake.”

“…”

“…If Vienne did anything wrong… I’ll apologize instead.”

Her personality is also revealed through brief conversations.
Starchis felt an unknown comfort by her side of her.

“No.”

Starchis had no reason to accept her apology from Sister Helen.
He looked in the direction where Bienne had disappeared.

“… I have already forgiven you.”

“..Okay.”

“…”

The words are cut off for a moment.
Stachis waited for Sister Helen’s words.

“Are you going to continue entering dungeons in the future?”

She asks.

Decision already made.
To protect everyone, the party must continue.
I hate seeing them cry anymore.

From now on, I will live as I please.
I can’t love everyone
There’s no reason to make me leave just because I don’t love you.

Even if someone pointed a finger, he knew.
I went the other way, and it was the wrong way.

Beat is right

“Yes. I intend to keep going.”

Nod the head,
She looked at Starchis,
Bow your head and say

“Our Bien… Please take good care of me.”

In her clear and sincere words of her,
Starchis had nothing to say but an answer.

“…All right.”

One important thing still remained.
The flow seems burnt, but I had to ask to be sure.

“Then Bien…”

“As I said, I will respect Bien’s wishes of her.”

In the distance, Bien was approaching at a brisk pace, holding her glass of water.
Breathing heavily, he sees Stachis and runs.
Water keeps splashing down the side.

Stachis let out a smirk.

Sister Helen, who looks at it, also smiles on her lips.

“She doesn’t have any saintly work.”