103 – Salvation (3)⚝
I put the dishes on Rosa’s thighs and made a mean face on purpose.
“I came to receive it from Saint Rosa. How long do you have to talk before you start?”
“Hee, hee hee!”
I shook my head, saying that I didn’t prepare anything to bring a string.
“Stop talking strangely and start treatment. I don’t have time to make tea, so I can do it right away.”
“I…… That’s the warrior My, my, my story!”
─Does stuttering get worse the closer you get to know each other?
I cut her off and brought the futon I wrote the other day.
“Saintess.”
She shook her head, her tears streaming down her face. How she cried, the salt marks were clearly visible in the corners of her eyes.
“To me, there is only one Saint of Heoden after Di Rosa.”
I added words so as not to refute.
“As if I am the only hero in Clie.”
I am shedding tears as if I finally realized my duty. If you turn away from the tired and weary lamb, you will finally find a string. She untied her hair to see if she couldn’t see what she was supposed to. It was longer than I thought.
“No, because there is no string…… I have to tie this…… It’s not because I don’t believe it…… Uh, I can’t help it.”
I heard that restraints are essential for rituals alone, so I gathered my ankles and held out. Spreading her pink hair, it covers her toes as well as her hamstrings. Finally, when I put my wrist forward, I separate it into two parts and make a knot. It was enough to tie it all up, which meant that at least the length of the hair was well over 1m.
“Isn’t it uncomfortable if it’s this long?”
It was as close as breathing.
“Boo, boo, boo, uncomfortable!”
She stuttered badly and asked me to breathe slowly. By the time I heard the sound of even breathing, Rosa started talking. Even her breath smelled like roses, probably because she had been stuck here for two days.
“The saintess’ hair is sacred, so I can’t cut it as I please.”
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“As expected.”
“Yo, in the eyes of the hero…… Do I still stand, stand, saint?”
My eyelids are closing heavily. I can’t overcome the soma.
“So here we are. I’m going to lie on my side like this, so let’s lie down together.”
One, two, three.
As soon as you give the signal, they collapse together. When I pulled up the blanket, Rosa stared at me and then hurriedly lowered her head. It got entangled in his hair and he couldn’t turn his body. She’s restraining me with a pink string that stretches from her body, but just closes her eyes. She once said she was a woman who was a saint.
“Joe, that smells good…… It’s me.”
“The scent of violets.”
“Hero…… The warrior…… He said he wanted to hear about my past, so I looked for this diary for the first time in a while.”
I was excited about bringing it, so I asked him to tell me only what I remembered right away. She smiled, spreading her palms. There are cuts on her wrists. It doesn’t look like it was sore, and it looks like it was beaten with a whip or something. It can be said that he harmed himself, but not seriously. Let’s not stimulate
“Cow, can you see the palm of your hand?”
Unfold and shake the one with the red heart shape on it. It was drawn in large sizes on the palms of both hands, but it was a little ugly because it was erased by bodily fluids. She didn’t praise me for doing a good job, but smirked. It was a silly laugh, so she only let out a snort. As my exhalation touched Rosa frowned her face and opened her nostrils.
“Tell me now. Listen to it as a lullaby.”
“Haaa…… Yeah…… If you do this without wearing a chastity belt, ah, no, but only today, I will forgive you.”
I wanted to listen to it, but I was so sleepy that I just pretended to listen and passed out.
I don’t know how much time has passed. When I opened my eyes again, Rosa was also asleep. The room was bright with scented candles, but the sun was setting outside. I’ve informed Tyria of my destination, so there shouldn’t be any problems.
“Saint?”
“Umm…… Warrior…… Eh, the hero who protects Clie and Rosa.”
I don’t know if he’s talking in his sleep or fighting in his sleep. I didn’t want to wake up, so I waited a little longer.
There were things I remembered in my dreams. He said he had a lot of trouble at Clie. He also talked about the experience of being separately called to the director’s office and subjected to corporal punishment. In the middle of winter, with all his clothes off, he would fall on his knees and cry. According to Francesco, that would happen in any orphanage. It was not Rosa’s own misfortune.
I stared at the sleeping face of Di Rosa Hue.
─Looking at it again and again, it seems like it’s smooth.
Rosa doesn’t have an appearance that induces lust like Kite, nor does she have an intelligent atmosphere like Tyria, and she doesn’t have a beauty that anyone can like like Rita-senpai, and she doesn’t have a charm that can be revealed at once.
However, there is a unique nostalgia and daintyness like a naive country girl. In particular, her eye smile was beautiful, and it was a feature that made me fall in love when I saw it often. If she gets married someday, she wants to be a plain woman like this. She, of course, must be a wise and chaste woman. Because when she gives birth to a stupid child, I suffer as well.
“Saintess, you should eat.”
Unable to touch her, she opened her eyes as she pulled her hair.
“Ah, um…… Already?”
“The moon has risen.”
Then she sluggishly blinks her eyes and untangles her hair tied back to me with her hand. It was such a lazy hand gesture that anyone who saw it seemed to nag at it. Her hair, taken from her me, was clipped at the nape of her neck and shrunk exactly in half. The chicken dish Francesco gave me was cold. I tear it open and wrap it in paper, so I accept it and eat it.
─Tyria was talking sh*t.
“Is it delicious?”
“Yeah…… Everything the warrior gives is delicious. Me too, it’s delicious…… No, not that.”
“I understand what you mean.”
“I’m buying it now, I’ll give it to you because of circumstances…… No. I am really sorry.”
Dododo runs to get a water bottle. She has only her own glass, so she is a bit bitter. She thanked the favor and drank a glass of water. I’m thirsty too, so I ask you to follow me. However.
“No…… Oh, no, that cup. The hero just used it, so if I buy and use it now…… That works.”
“What can I do?”
“You can follow me here.”
Gather your hands together to make a hand bag. Do what you want. When I tilt the water bottle, I pick it up and suck on it with my nose plugged. He even licked the water leaking through his fingers and asked for more.
Obviously this girl is a bit messy.
When I tried to pour the water into her again, this time she opened her mouth and asked me to pour it out. She did as she was told, and without even closing her mouth, she gulp only with her throat——with a dirty sound. It was to the extent that I could see the neckline swaying.
“Now, to the Blessed Mother…… After eating, you should say a prayer of thanks.”
So with a sweet expression, I knelt down and prayed with her.
—Please save Rosa.
“Saint, don’t you want to go back to Clie?”
“Even if I go…… Ha, nothing to do. Whoa, the director is scary too.”
Through the Yaldi thin organza fabric, I could see the embroidery I had requested the other day. ♡ Seeing that the shape is only half engraved, it seems that Irene’s spiritual power was manifested while doing that. In other words, Rosa had no choice but to tacitly accept that she had been abandoned as a saint.
“I met Sister Irene before I came here.”
“Then…… All…… Oh, you see. What should I do now…… Yo, I want to keep seeing the hero.”
—I guess Francesco hasn’t said anything yet.
I wouldn’t have wanted to shake Rosa’s heart by saying something rash.
“Irene-nim, I am very sorry.”
“Seo, the saintess did nothing wrong…… Because I’m incompetent…… Sorry.”
“So I, Irene, and even Francesco put our heads together.”
I pushed her to believe.
“All three of us want the saintess to stay here.”
“I, I, really!?”
I just laughed at him because he was talking half-heartedly without me realizing it. He looks bewildered as if he doesn’t even know that.
“That’s why I tried to find a way to keep Lady Rosa from leaving.”
I summarized and delivered the story the three of us had. Rosa, like a child, listened to me and clapped her hands for joy, then spread her palms out to express her feelings.
“Now, you can study as a student on weekdays, be a saint on weekends, and be a nun on Sundays. I know. The place where Saint Rosa used to live is sad because she has to give it to Irene all weekdays. Now, officially, you are not a saint, but a nun.”
She looked somber. It is a natural reaction since she was a woman who was looking for the value of her own existence.
“Students on weekdays. My own saint on the weekend. On Sundays, Irene’s older sister. Can’t we stay that way? She has no reason to be confined here in the name of a saint. Lady Rosa, there is a much wider world than here. If you finish your daily chores at the nuns’ house, you can go to and from the library and learn herbalism or first aid to save more lives. It would be hard to meet Princess Bernhard, but her mother also went through severe trials.”
I continued by quoting a passage from the Bible they were reading.
“If the Blessed Mother were still alive, what would the world be like? Because he couldn’t save everyone, he was exalted and gave up his place. Just like that, Saint Rosa is also lending this place to Saint Irene for a short time.”
And so, I spread the sophistry that the reason Rosa’s divine power was weak was God’s will.
“Uh, why…… ?”
“You gave me just enough to spend on a weekend.”
Since Our Lady knows all about the future, let’s insist that all of this is her will and has finally been revealed.
“Ah…… I really…… I don’t even know if that’s the case!”
“Yes.”
“No, that’s right…… As the warrior said…… Yes, I meant to serve as a dedicated saintess who only treats warriors on weekdays and weekends. After D. Rosa, I am telling you to work only as the saints of Deman Ponpon, please!”
─Are you talking weird?
She wasn’t in the mood to argue, and she was a woman whose mind went back and forth. She seems to have been persuaded, so she asks to leave, and she says she can’t do it on her own. She really couldn’t let go of her body, I said because she was crying.
“Come all her hair out.”
“Yeah…… Poo, let it go. I am the Book of the Hero, since I am a saint, I will obey.”
For some reason, breathing became more difficult.
“Tie that around my waist.”
Rosa parted her long hair and tied it around her belly and tied it twice. When she got up, she also stretched her legs in anticipation of me. Before leaving the sanctuary, she and I looked back at the statue of the Virgin Mary.
“Our Lady…… Now, your servant will become the saintess of Deman Phon Phon’s warrior and take full responsibility for her treatment. Take care that this Lamb may not go astray, and that my light may shine forth.”
—Amen.
I said that sincerely and came out. Francesco welcomed us with open arms.