186 – EP.9 Saint and Mary-2
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“Is there anything else you want to say?”
A woman with finely braided hair looks at me.
What can I say, my heart has already left.
In fact, I also had a desire to hold onto it.
But, does love remain in that action? Or is it just that the anxiety of being alone is trying to move me?
Whatever it was, it was clear that if I caught her, something would fall apart.
A tower built by barely piecing together the torn self-esteem.
yes let’s go
“Okay, bye.”
I swallowed once and said with a relieved face.
Let’s put an end to this damn chain of emotions.
Even if a long, long time comes when I don’t know if another relationship will come or not, it’s right to let her go.
She left without looking back.
I turned my back and walked down the street.
I didn’t do anything out of the ordinary to look back.
And again, I made a promise.
That I would never beg for love again, that I would love to receive, not give.
***
My eyes opened naturally as I felt something heavy rising up my body.
Then the figure of a person at a very close distance enters.
Blonde hair and green eyes.
Who was it… Oh, it’s Maria.
Maria, my attendant. Maria Rowen.
But, why are you like that?
It’s similar to when Master wakes me up in the morning.
Looking at her expression, it doesn’t look like she was hugged from the other side.
The arm is in my grasp… did I pull it in my sleep? That would be a plausible situation…
But, I’m a saint.
Isn’t this a problem? my side
A saint who should be more innocent and chaste than anyone else, a guy who holds a woman in his arms?
It is the angle of fire.
…We must overcome this crisis with the teachings of our ancestors.
“Ahhhhh!!! It’s a rapist!!!”
It’s a first-class victory.
At my screams, Maria jumped out of bed in a fright.
Then he fell flat on his face and trembled.
“I’m sorry! Holy Son! It was never my intention. I just came close to awakening the Holy Son. Never! I had no intention of desecration of the Holy Son!!”
Seeing Maria trembling like an aspen tree made me feel sorry.
Since I’m showing more reactions than I thought, I think I shouldn’t prolong this situation for a long time.
Maybe it’s because I just woke up, ‘Saint Acting’ isn’t ready yet.
“M, Sister Maria. Wake up. There must have been a misunderstanding.”
I hurriedly changed my face to benevolence and raised Maria up.
“No! I’m a sinner. I got close to the saint for no reason…”
Maria, almost crying. I got out of the blanket and picked her up myself, just like last time.
Even while she was getting up, she didn’t look at me with her eyes on the floor.
“M, Sister Maria. I’m fine. So you can look at me.”
I scratched the back of my head and spoke to her again.
“I’m really good…”
Maria mumbled in a voice the size of an ant, and I nodded vigorously.
“Yes, yes. I think I was talking nonsense in my sleep.”
“Is that so? You’re lying for me for no reason…”
“Saints don’t lie.”
I reassure her by keeping my face as calm as possible.
Perhaps seeing my sincere expression, Maria murmured, ‘I won’t lie…’.
Phew, things seem to have calmed down a bit now.
“Anyway, I woke up late and came to see you? What’s your schedule today?”
“Yes… that’s because there is a morning service.”
Ah… there must be a worship service.
Are you sure this is every day? Evande.
“Actually, I’m a little late.”
Hesitantly, Maria said, wiggling her hands.
“Uh… has the service started?”
“No, about 30 minutes left.”
Glancing, her gaze turned toward the wall.
30 minutes?
“Isn’t worship held in the cathedral?”
“you’re right.”
She nodded, her golden bangs shaking.
Cathedral… It’s not too far from here, right?
“I think 30 minutes would be enough to attend.”
“But… you haven’t had breakfast yet, and you need to wash up…”
She folded her fingers one by one and recited what to do.
Well?
“Is that enough?”
“Yes?”
she looks at me blankly
look in the mirror Her hair is slightly stretched, but she doesn’t feel like she needs to wash her hair.
I got some eye mucus, so I think I can wash my face and brush my teeth.
“Please wait a moment.”
Giving an office worker 30 minutes to get ready for work?
I mean, 5 minutes is enough.
***
The Holy Son spoke and exactly 5 minutes.
I am on my way to the cathedral, enshrining the saint in uniform.
The Holy Son washed his face and brushed his teeth quickly, and straightened his hair.
Touching her hair with her wet hands a few times brought life back to her frizzy hair.
[Morning is…]
[You don’t die if you don’t eat one meal. Lunch came out well, so you can eat lunch.]
Blinkingly, the saint smiled like the sunlight.
When I see the saint’s smile, I feel strangely warm.
A pure and untainted smile, free from all the uncleanness of the world.
Even when the situation is urgent, an example of prioritizing worship…
Of course, it’s natural since he’s a saint, but he’ll set a good example for apprentice priests who are just starting to walk the path of light.
Right now, even if it’s just me, if I have a fever or a stomach ache, there are times when I hesitate to attend worship services.
[Holy Son, perfume and accessories…]
When I showed him the jewelry worn by high-ranking clergymen and the perfume that is currently circulating around the headquarters of the church, the saint jumped up and waved his hand.
[Worship is important. Attendance is more important than this.]
I was ashamed of my hand holding the ornament.
How long have I been trapped in vanity?
“…….”
I see the side of the saint heading to the cathedral.
A confident step, a high nose, warm chestnut hair, and mysterious blue eyes that look like the sea.
Suddenly, the situation from earlier comes to mind.
The moment when I was embraced by the saint’s chest.
Your face suddenly gets hot.
no. It’s blasphemy to have such blasphemous thoughts.
Having such an impure heart towards the Holy Son is a summary punishment.
I shake my head and try to get rid of useless thoughts.
However, thoughts bite tail after tail, becoming a hard chain and coiling around the head.
“……”
To calm your mind, recite a prayer in your mind.
Supreme Light, help me not to fall into temptation.
Condemn the temptation within, as you have destroyed the evil without.
Under the strict law of light, let your servant exist as a servant.
Only then will I…
“Ah, Sister Maria.”
The Holy Son, who had been looking ahead, turned his head and looked at me.
“Heeep!”
I get a vulgar hiccup.
What would the Holy Son think if he saw me like this?
“Come to think of it, I didn’t say this.”
“Please take good care of me starting today, Sister Maria.”
Behind the smiling saint, the blessing of the brilliant sun comes in.
It’s dazzling.
And strangely, my heart beats.
Faith seems to be full.