The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire

186 – They Say Words Become Seeds

”Well na. Did you do well?”

”Sure! Really! You did a really, really good job!”

”Well na. Is it special?”

”Sure! It’s amazing!”

Even after some time had passed, the praise directed towards the saint showed no signs of stopping.

I couldn’t control this overwhelming emotion that was flooding in like a flood.

I felt like I had been compensated for all the hardships and hardships I had experienced so far.

Was there ever a moment in her life when she felt a sense of accomplishment?

At least, I could boldly say that it had not occurred in this life.

Like a father who came home from work drunk, he rubbed his face against the saintess’ soft cheek and stroked her flowing white hair in a trance.

The saintess seemed a little embarrassed at first by my aggressive affection, but that only lasted for a moment.

By now, he was sitting comfortably on my lap and seemed to be busy enjoying the current situation.

”May I ask how much you remember from that time…?”

”I don’t know·····. At first, the dog was trying to do something bad to my brother, so I was just going to scold him. Because I heard a crying sound coming from somewhere. Suddenly, my eyes turned white and my body moved first…”

”Stand, saint…!”

Immediately after hearing the whole story again from the mouth of her saint, I covered her mouth and was moved again.

Although it was a little embarrassing, there were a few tears in her eyes.

Her cheeks were whiter than the first snow, were colored with a peach color, and her shy appearance, as she occasionally pursed her lips, was so lovely that it could not even be described.

Although her personality flaws are somewhat exaggerated, her outward appearance is flawless.

The current saint, who has overcome those shortcomings, is truly a person who has no shame in showing off anything.

Of this world. No, it was my pride.

At this moment, I was able to truly understand the feelings of those who hung up banners with their children’s names written on them in large letters in rural villages.

Because my little boy, who was always in trouble, achieved a feat that no one else could easily accomplish with his own strength.

You won’t be able to brag about it to anyone.

”So, so pretty… Wellna…”

”·····He, hehe.”

As she tightly hugged the saint in her arms and shed tears of joy, the saint suddenly stretched the corners of her mouth and smiled brightly.

Seeing the saintess’s expression of her, which seemed to be an emotionless machine, melted in an unprecedented way, made me feel excited as well.

It was from that moment that I realized that I was now calling her saint by her affectionate informal name her her her.

Recently, after becoming aware that the title used to call the saint goes back and forth between formal and informal language, I have been trying to be as self-respecting as possible.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford it right now.

”Ha!”

It was right then.

The sound of someone’s irritated laughter echoed deeply in my eardrums.

”S-sorry. Hero. Was it a little noisy…?”

Immediately after I made eye contact with the warrior who was watching my reckless behavior right in front of me, my consciousness, which had briefly gone to another world, suddenly returned.

I thought, Oops.

No matter how much the warrior allowed skinship between me and the saint to a certain extent.

Until this time, it was common for the warrior to be away while I was touching the saintess.

In an unusual situation like now, where the hero is watching our every move, we had to be dozens of times more careful about our actions than usual.

Right now, in front of a warrior who throws a tantrum at the mere mention of a woman whose name I don’t know, it was an extremely careless act to show a fight with a saint who she already regarded as a person of interest.

”Hero… Hey, this is…”

”No! Father! There is absolutely no need to worry that much! Now this is just a moment of laughter!”

”·····?”

A completely different reaction came back than I had expected, and a question mark suddenly appeared in my mind.

When I thought about it, it was strange in many ways.

Even if it was just part of the treatment, I can’t believe that the warrior was so calmly watching me hug the saint.

No, it was an extremely unnatural situation for the hero to be here in the first place.

”Heh!”

The warrior suddenly cleared his throat in an unfamiliar tone of voice that I had never heard before.

Just looking at that ridiculous expression, it seemed like he did it to make others laugh.

I didn’t know how to snort, so I guessed that the unnatural voice came out.

Now I see that he has his arms crossed mischievously.

Of course, the legs were politely glued together, so the upper and lower bodies were playing separately.

I was thinking of pointing that out, but he seemed rather satisfied with it, so I decided not to say anything.

”Hmph!”

”Uh…”

”·····?”

I was speechless for a moment due to the hero’s continued eccentricities.

The saintess seemed to have the same thoughts as me, as she kept tilting her head like a curious cat.

It was right then.

The warrior suddenly put his finger on the mound of his neck and pulled it down like a courtesan soliciting a customer, and then he looked at me with great vigor.

The area around the collarbone, which is usually hidden, is exposed to the world, so it may seem a bit s*xy.

As I was looking at the face of the bravest warrior in the world, there was no way such a stray thought could arise.

”Ah…”

Belatedly, the hero’s intentions were roughly understood.

Perhaps the warrior wanted to show off to the saint the various marks I had carved around his neck

I understand how you feel, but I hope you realize that if you show your chest like that without any context, it will only cause embarrassment, not jealousy.

”Hehe! Oh my! That’s it!”

With those words, the warrior fastened his neck button again.

Is that all there is?

I glanced at the saintess, who was just blinking at the unexpected situation, with her smiling eyes for a moment, and even gave me an awkward wink.

”Sigh—!!”

I had to take some time to think about whether I should classify that as a wink because I had both eyes closed when only one side should have been closed, but given the atmosphere, I thought it was probably right.

”Then I’m done! Follow Apis! Let’s go help those who are rebuilding the inn! The priest is playing house with the saint! Okay! Please follow us after you finish playing house! Haha!”

Bang!

When we say that a storm swept over us, isn’t that what we’re talking about in this situation?

After the warrior kicked down the door and left, the humble silence that fell between me and the saint clearly showed how huge her presence was.

”Brother. Dog, where does it hurt…?”

”No… I guess… No, no…”

Why couldn’t I answer that question right away?

Even though I knew the reason deep down, I decided to pretend not to know.

”Oh right. Come to think of it, Sister, where are you and what are you doing now? Saint? I saw earlier that you weren’t in the room…”

”Yes? Sister?”

As I came back to my senses, I decided to ask the saint about the nun’s well-being, which I had been putting off for so long.

As soon as we opened our eyes, unlike our other colleagues who were working hard to rebuild the dormitory we had caused, the nun’s whereabouts were still unknown.

Of course, since there was a note left in the nun’s handwriting she said that she would return soon, I do not know if it was a needless worry.

I couldn’t help but be concerned about the nun and her in many ways.

”After she woke up, she rolled around on the bed holding her head for a while, and then went out to ask someone if there was a church nearby.”

”Uh…”

”I made a lot of mistakes, so I have to look at the cross and say I’m very sorry.”

”·····”

We promised to call it repentance.

I brushed my hair without realizing it.

It was because she recalled her dizzying memories of last night, and the pitiful appearance of the nun who struggled in her pain and eventually came to her church.

From now on, with what kind of face should I look at the nun?

Where had her refreshing mood from just a moment ago gone?

She suddenly felt nauseous.

Lately, I think the emotional ups and downs have become somewhat excessive.

By any chance, is this the menopause we only heard about?

Knock.

”Huh?”

At that very moment, a low noise outside the window caught my consciousness.

”!”

The identity of the noise was an emergency communication bee bred at the Vatican.

Judging from the color of the letter enclosed around the bee-mae’s neck, this is a disaster of the highest degree that is difficult to even bear witness to.

Could it be that something happened to the Holy See?

As a priest, it may be blasphemous to think like this, but I hope so.

”─!?”

Immediately after receiving the letter, my eyes suddenly widened.

This was because the tragedy contained in the letter went far beyond the scope I had assumed.

I’ve always heard the adage that words become seeds, but I never thought that intentions that I haven’t even said out loud yet will become reality.

”Church, the Vatican…”