206 – EP.9 Blindfold Aung-4
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The confrontation between the two continues.
“Se, I’m going to… Take the laundry…”
At Mary’s words, her saint’s eyes swept over her.
A reddened face, relaxed front torso and exposed thighs.
It didn’t look like clothes for carrying out laundry.
“Sister Maria.”
The saint calls to Mary, who is as motionless as a stone statue.
The saint showed both hands and slowly approached Mary.
The saint shook the fallen leaves off his body and turned on the light in the dark room.
“Sir, saint… So this is…”
A lot of excuses came into Maria’s head, but they soon disappeared.
Is it because she was caught entering the saint’s room without permission, or because she was caught doing something she shouldn’t have said…?
Mary trembled like an aspen tree.
“Sister Maria, it’s okay.”
The saint tried to calm her down.
“I’m sorry. I… I…”
Maria couldn’t form a sentence.
It was her secret action that she did without the saint knowing. At first she struggled with her guilt.
But as she continued to act, her actions became bolder and bolder.
She never thought she would be caught like this in the first place, so her shock was quite great.
“Uhm….”
The saint smoothed her chin with her troubled face.
The saint was filled with thoughts of wanting to avoid the current situation.
Originally, he planned to return to his room and organize the facts he had learned so far.
The saint felt a little bothered by the unexpectedly added event called Maria.
Is it possible to have a normal conversation with Maria now? The saint asked himself a question.
How about we talk about it tomorrow when our emotions have calmed down?
“First of all, please return today.”
Having made up her mind, the saint passed by Mary and opened her door.
He smiled painfully. As if nothing had happened.
“…Sir, I’m sorry. I was wrong.”
Mary misunderstood the saint’s meaning and fell flat on her face.
“Please forgive me. Please don’t hate me.”
She must have been disillusioned with herself, and Maria was filled with fear.
Maria closed her eyes tightly, her body shaking and squeezing her neck.
“No. I’m fine. It’s natural for humans, but…”
However, the saint limited his speech.
“But right now, we’re embarrassed to see each other. How about we talk about it tomorrow? It’s not that I hate Sister Maria.”
Even with the saint’s words, Mary showed no sign of waking up.
From Mary’s point of view, this was the first time she was discovered by the saint, but the saint knew all about Mary’s antics.
That is why it was difficult for the saint to sympathize with the shock that Mary received from her.
“Now, Sister Maria, wake up.”
The saint spoke from behind the prone Mary.
“…….”
After a long time passed, Maria, now haggard, woke up with a start.
She slowly, very slowly headed towards the door.
Bowing her head, Mary passed the saint and left her room, and the man and woman faced each other at the door.
“Then, see you tomorrow.”
The saint tapped her shoulder a few times with her hand to show that it was really okay.
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“Seo, saint….”
Mary tried to say something to her saint, but she did not hear it because the saint closed her door.
“Ah…”
Maria, who was looking at the closed door, returned to her room with weak steps.
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Returning to her room, Maria looked at her own hands.
His robes, which the saint was unable to retrieve because he was so anxious, were still in his hand.
He was also the culprit behind all of this.
“……”
Maria slowly brought it to her face.
Even though this behavior aroused the saint’s hatred, she could not stop.
She realizes that she is a believer who has no answers.
But even that disgust was acting as some form of pleasure for her.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
She buried her face in her robes and continued to mutter.
“Ugh, haa…. Saint, saint!”
The saint’s body odor fills the nasal passages.
His cooled body becomes hot again.
“I am a lewd woman. I have committed a crime.”
Even as she continued to utter her words of apology, Mary could not take her face off her clothes.
And then her free hand slowly moved towards her lower abdomen.
An absolutely forbidden area that no man can touch.
As if running down a well-paved road, her long, thin fingers move along the road.
Her pleasure, fueled by her shame, guilt, and sense of immorality, struck Mary’s brain.
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“Ugh… Sigh….”
On a night when even the moonlight was obscured, hot breath kept coming out of a woman’s room.
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“How was it in Madini Village?”
Lunch the next day. The Pope asked the saint.
“It was rewarding.”
The saint, thinking of Mary, who had been hesitant until lunch, answered the Pope’s question.
“hahahaha, I see.”
The Pope burst into laughter and lifted up the noodle dish in front of him with a fork.
Slurp, the noodles were sucked into the mouth, spraying droplets of sauce around.
“…Pope.”
The saint who was watching this quietly opened her mouth.
The Pope wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked at the saint.
“Yes?”
“I saw this in Madini Village. The village leader gave me a large box. What is it?”
“Ah… It’s an offering. It’s an offering sent to the church headquarters.”
The Pope answered as if it was no big deal.
“I see. Where are the donations used?”
“I pray for the prosperity of Madini Village and return all the money to God.”
“Doesn’t God accept offerings?”
When the saint spoke as if he was astonished, the Pope raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
“Of course, once those procedures are completed, the church’s headquarters will be used as operating funds.”
“So, what do we use the donations in the bag that the Pope received?”
“That…”
The Pope, who was trying to answer the question of the saint who came flowing in, paused.
“I don’t know how you found out, but… That will also be used as operating funds for the church.”
The Pope still smiled. But he didn’t feel the warmth he felt at first.
“It’s not for the Pope’s personal use?”
Hearing the saint’s words, the Pope put down the fork he was holding and looked at him.
The smile had disappeared from the Pope’s mouth before he knew it.
The saint put the cut meat into his mouth and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
After passing the well-cooked meat, the saint looked at the Pope and said.
“Do not be selfish in the name of God. This is a warning.”
The saint’s clear eyes turned to the Pope.
“Is that a warning from a saint?”
The Pope asked, and the saint nodded.
“I see. As a saint, this is a warning….”
The Pope lifted the bell on the table and shook it.
With a clanging sound, the bride who had been waiting outside came in.
The Pope instructed the priest to do something, and the priest headed somewhere.
“First of all, please continue eating. The food will get cold.”
After speaking, the Pope focused on food again.
After a while, the priest who had received orders from the Pope returned.
In his hand was a long sword.
A sword in a white sheath. It was the sword that the saint drew when he came here.
A sword that proves that one is a saint through the light emitted from the sword.
The priest who brought the sword left, and the Pope stood up and approached the saint.
“Would you like to try it?”
After hearing these very polite words, the saint grabbed his handle and pulled out his sword.
“…!!”
The sword that came out of the scabbard had an ordinary appearance.
The saint’s eyes widened.
The saint looked at the sword and the Pope alternately.
The Pope laughed at the sight and snatched the sword from the saint’s hand.
The Pope put his sword back into its sheath and sat down again.
“You are not a saint, so how can you give a warning as a saint?”
The Pope’s words were filled with deep ridicule.
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