Incompetent Academy and Failed Heroines

50 – Trap (8)⚝

A layman who called himself Francesco opened the door with the words ‘God loves the faithful’.

“Please have a good time.”

The thick scent of roses vibrated. This time, a saintess wearing a thin nun’s uniform came out in her bare feet and greeted me with her bare feet.

“Ah! Segulin Warrior? I was waiting. I know you’re not coming…… No, anyway bar, nice to meet you!”

I was making a fuss all by myself, but I felt dizzy. It’s because I couldn’t be harsh with a woman who was a loser and had a bad situation.

I’m a very funny guy because I’m strong with women who are brazen like Selvia or have intentions like Rita-senpai, but I’m swung around by *shameless people like Kite. Someday, Ivor’s father will see me like this and say.

“Doing things just because you look like a dick isn’t like a dick, so you’ll find a woman who will suck your dick, right?”

I still don’t know if it’s a compliment or a curse.

“Oh, should I treat it right away?”

I was asked to show the affected area, so I first sat down calmly, about two heads away from each other. Since she was just staring at her, Rosa sat calmly and received my gaze.

“Can I get some tea or something to drink?”

─I have something to check.

“Ah, that…… As a saint, I only do treatment. I only have the cup, what should she do…… Sorry.”

Judging from this reaction, I never do anything outside of the doctrine. I was anxious, so I kept putting my hands together, so I just asked for a look at the teacup. Hurry up, as if I knew how to run away, I hurriedly ran.

Every time she moved, her yaldi-thin dress swayed, showing the curve of her hips. You can see the ribbon that ties the bustier around her back, so it looks like it was made with a single layer of organza used by brides.

“Look, warrior. I brought it here!”

As he looked down, he brought her thighs together, perhaps ashamed of himself. Nevertheless, the rose-embroidered girdle is visible. Maybe that’s also an organja? Then, if you can see all the inside, but you can’t see the pubic hair, at least it’s not a dog. It must have been built anonymously.

“First of all, Saint Rosa.”

“Yes, hero?”

“I am not a warrior.”

“No. You are a warrior to me!”

Why did this woman decide to call me a hero? Staring, she touches the glass and puts her hand around her breasts. Suddenly, she seemed to be much bigger than the last time she saw her, and she felt a sense of discomfort.

─Isn’t it much more droopy than that?

Even assuming that it’s time for menstruation or *menstrual bleeding is a change that makes you want to overdo it. Kite didn’t have as much swollen breasts as mine, how could that be? She thought about it alone, and then she stopped all of it because she was so much like an asshole.

“Thanks to the hero of Segulin, all of our children are happy. I mean…… You are a warrior.”

“The orphanage kids?”

Nodding, it’s Clie Orphanage. It is run by a pioneering church in the west, but since there is only one saintess from there, everyone cannot live well. In bad years, there are even children starving to death. The situation is pitiful. Since only her temples are pressed tightly, she wonders if her head hurts.

“No.”

“Because I can go, go, fix it. If you have concerns, I can listen to you!”

Why is my heart so impatient, to the point where even I become impatient. She doesn’t want to miss me. Seeing her fret, her four silver coins the last time I gave her must have been a great income for her. I became more and more burdened with the look of wanting me to be the Messiah, not even the savior. I asked him to grab a glass on the table.

“This, like this…… Hey, hero, if you don’t like the last treatment, I will.”

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“Catch it.”

“Ah, yes…… Can I do this?”

I put my finger on the extra glass she grabbed and went ahead with the logic I had prepared.

“According to the Holy Mother’s words, the saintess says that she can only contact her for the purpose of healing her, right?”

“Yes, that’s right. Because that’s inescapable for her benevolence. Sir, have you read the bible? If you have any difficulties, I can go and teach you. Even when I was in an orphanage, I preached to the kids. Seo, it’s a pity that no more saints appear, but since everyone is deeply religious, a miracle will happen sooner or later!”

Laughing servilely, I’m so mad I’m dying.

“However, contact is not clearly defined. Could you please explain?”

“Ah, that’s it, hero. When bare skin touches each other, it is called contact. There are such questions and answers in the Bible!”

Since he has an expressionless expression, he quickly withers and tells himself to read it later since it appears in Chapter 8 of [Ruen Hill]. It’s a book he’s read over a hundred times, so it can’t be wrong. I stake her saintly honor and even vouch for her.

“So, is this contact?”

I took a peek at the glass. Naturally, Rosa’s hand moved after me. She shook her head.

“Okay. So, what are we touching now?”

“Now, the place where bare skin touches is the glass…… We are raising the cup together by the grace of Our Lady.”

“According to the saintess, if there is a medium, it means that it is not contact, right?”

She pondered for a while, then nodded her head. I took a leather glove out of her pocket and put it on only on her right hand. Then, he grabbed the saintess’s bare hand.

“Ah, this shouldn’t be like this. Our Lady sees, sees, sees…… No, I don’t even go that far, because I’m a saint!”

He threw it right away and looked embarrassed.

“Was it a contact just now?”

I tried to recite the doctrine of the Bersia Brotherhood that I had studied so far. If bare skin touching bare skin is contact, I asked where the bare skin of you and mine are now touching.

“Now, gloves…… Could it be?”

“So, we were contacting the glove.”

“Ha, but that is sophistry, please give me a moment to think about it.”

Looks like this woman is also a kite. A *country woman who has no talent to push anyone with her words. Perhaps, there is no book I have ever read other than the Bible. For women who claim to be saints, knowledge only distracts them from their faith.

“Me, about contact. Gu, the intention that becomes the ultimate goal is seen as the essence. Even if there is a medium, if it is done with a special heart. In fact, it is a sin that is no different from touching bare skin. You just said, you didn’t read the Bible properly. Therefore…… I’ll teach you properly next time, so don’t be offended by my refutation today. I, should I treat you now?”

——Being an incompetent saint is a miserable existence.

If this was a doctrine that could be refuted, everyone would have quelled their lust with masturbation tools. So the real question and answer had to begin.

“So, the purpose of contact is the essence?”

“Yes, that’s right. That, but warrior, why are you talking so well? It’s like a pseudo cult!”

“According to what you said, all contact with a specific medium and pure purpose is permissible, right?”

After thinking for a while, he slowly nodded.

“That…… Yes, it is allowed.”

I took off all the gloves I was wearing and handed them both to the saintess.

“Please wear it.”

“Now?”

“Yes.”

She took my glove and put it on her hand. Unlike Kite, it was a very beautiful and graceful finger.

“I’m done.”

“That shoulder is a bit tight. Could you please hold me there?”

It’s an absurd expression. As a saint, she was confused about whether or not she was okay with it.

“Since there is a mediation, it is not full contact, and since it is treating the shoulder, there is a pure intention.”

As I silently press, he gets up and sits behind me. I press hard with my hands, but my strength is weak and my skills are poor. Really, it was a waste of money. As I loosened up on the temple and continued receiving it, I asked if there were any wounds.

“This is enough.”

If you use your spiritual energy anyway, you’ll run out of energy and just sleep the whole time.

“Do you keep kneading?”

“No, sit back.”

I hurriedly knelt down in front of the table and covered the top and bottom with my hand. I grabbed Rosa’s gloved wrist. The glove is up to my wrist to see how different the size of my hands are.

“This, is this also for treatment?”

“Anything is fine, so please bring a large piece of cloth.”

He moved on his knees and brought something like a cloth. I took her hand instead and tied it around the back of her neck. With this, the makeshift apron was completed. Rosa is looking at you with an absurd expression.

“It was covered because it interfered with treatment, so this is not contact, right?”

It seems like your head is about to explode when you say something like that. Alone, while twisting her pink hair, she barely nods. Again, if they are persuaded based on doctrinal interpretation, they cannot deny it.

“Can the saintess and I give each other a massage while wearing gloves?”

“That, that…… Anyway, please show me the scars first. Now, I have no time!”

─Here in front of me, a twelve-year-old childhood friend.

I took a deep breath. I had to speak to another unpeishi kite.

“Saint Rosa, I am sick, but I am not.”

“Oh, no. There are scars on her face and bruises on her arms, right? You mustn’t dare to fool God. Because Our Lady knows everything. Then, on the day of judgment, you will never be saved!”

—Yes, I’d rather groan in the eternal flames of Purgatory.

“I won’t even come here anymore.”

Even if it hurts her, I had to tell her not to put her expectations in vain.

“Even if I receive treatment for diarrhea, I will visit Saint Ayla.”

You said that your spiritual power was weak, and that it was burdensome to see that you were overdoing it for treatment.

“I must say this again.”

I pointed to the black cloth that covered Rosa’s body and said.

“It doesn’t look like a saint’s clothes. Willingly or not, I feel that Saint Rosa is being treated unfairly. I won’t come again because of that. I’ll leave the two silver coins I won today. This is for personal use, so instead of handing it to the rank-and-file investigator, buy yourself some delicious food.”

I have no reason to come here anymore, and I have no desire to look good,” He concluded.

“The Bible, of course, contains only the truth, but shouldn’t we think about it? Even though the Blessed Mother is a perfect being, it is up to humans to interpret it. So, it would be good for St. Rosa to ponder over the Bible or sermons rather than just accepting them as they are. God’s words may be misrepresented.”

I took two silver coins out of my pocket. Rosa, while shedding her tears, nodded, calling me Clie’s champion. Being a hero of orphans is not cool, but it is a nickname with compassion.

“I am not a warrior. I’m just a cadet at Heoden Academy.”

“I…… Why am I really like this? Yo, the hero came, but I couldn’t catch him again…… Why is it like this!”