14 – Journals and Diaries (1)

A week has passed since the incident in which the barrier stopped working.

“Be prepared not to tip the balance too one way.”

“Don’t worry.”

The barrier, which had stopped working for unknown reasons, started operating normally the very next day.

“And tell the young priests never to bring chocolates and candies out.”

“Yesterday, the day before yesterday, too.”

Several professors are still wandering around the site, spending their precious time trying to find an unknown cause.

“Arrival at 13:00-”

“Yes. Yes. I’ll send all the believers back before then, so stop going.”

The Temple of God God Arena Academy branch.

The priest who changed a hundred and one clothes the other day. Lee Ye-Sol gave a short sigh to Claire and said.

“Executive officer. You’ve been saying the same thing for the third day. I can memorize it all after hearing it twice, but three times. So far, that’s four times. You don’t have to tell me, I know everything, so go quickly.”

“… … Mmm.”

There is no need to simply follow the ranks, and above Claire is Yoo Hee-shin Vuir.

Only that one being stands.

You can easily understand what kind of atmosphere the followers of Vuir are in just by seeing Lee Ye-sol, a regular priest, bruising and pushing his back toward Claire.

“Please come.”

cooung-

Claire was pushed out of the temple by Lee Ye-sol.

Her hair, which fell down her shoulders, was once again neatly tied back with a black string.

Claire, who had nothing to do as the ring fight was postponed indefinitely due to the barrier incident, accepted Baek Woo-jin’s proposal and had been visiting his house for several days.

And currently, the inside of the academy is in a very noisy state.

Faculty members and a number of clergymen who came to work claiming to catch an intruder who did not exist were prowling around the campus and the academy grounds, so it would be strange that there was no fuss.

Even there, Claire’s presence is by far unrivaled.

Just as the artisan of the century carved the most beautiful woman out of ice.

A cold-looking beauty with a cold atmosphere.

Apart from her status as an executive officer, she was a woman who drew people’s attention with just her appearance.

– You’re leaving again… … .

―How the hell did you break through the deal?

-do not know. If you are curious, go and ask.

-Are you crazy?

It is a very natural phenomenon that such a woman goes in and out of the infinite labyrinth at the same time for several days, and rumors spread.

Originally, I was planning to wear glasses that hinder perception, but it was impossible because I was in a situation where I became sensitive due to the barrier incident.

More than anything.

[Wearing glasses is also suitable, but I look better without them.]

Because the client preferred not to wear glasses.

Claire stepped into the maze.

Those who followed her hesitated for a moment, then turned around. This is because news spread that some humans had already followed her in, were trapped in the maze for a day, and then were released.

“Sigh.”

After entering the maze, Claire let out a short breath.

A quiet place free from annoying gazes and loud noises.

Feeling much more at ease, Claire followed her heart and moved on.

Miro, who was formally invited, led her to the owner’s residence.

A mansion that is starting to get familiar little by little.

click-

A door always open.

Just like when she first brought her cereal, she opened the door and went inside.

– Claire!!

-This guy.

―Ah!!

A commotion from the kitchen.

Claire hung the coat on a hanger in front of the door.

His own white coat hanging right next to the black coat worn by Baek Woo-jin.

Leaving the clothes hanger behind, she walked into the kitchen. With each step I took, I could clearly hear a hundred murmurs.

“Claire!!”

Hana Baek, wrapped around the crown of her head, jumped off the chair and ran.

She leaned slightly and hugged Baek Ha-na, who ran up to her.

Baek Ha-na, held in Claire’s arms, pouted her lips and pointed at Baek Woo-jin, who was sitting in front of the table.

“Woojin hit me again!!”

Baek Woo-jin looked at the phone in his hand and saw Baek Ha-na and Claire. said to both.

“Don’t be pampered. Don’t accept everything unconditionally.”

“I didn’t pamper you!!”

One hundred shouted.

“A guy who doesn’t even know what spoiling is.”

“… … What is pampering?”

At Baek Woo-jin’s words, Baek Ha-na blinked and asked Claire.

“Poop… … .”

“Laughed.”

It was hard for her to stop laughing at Baek Ha-na’s cuteness and absurdity in her arms. A child as innocent as pure white hair.

“Pampering is… okay. I mean Miss Hana hugged me after being scolded by the professor, and trying to sit on the professor’s lap all the time.”

“Huh… … !!”

Baek Ha-na opened her eyes wide as if she was in shock, and looked at Baek Woo-jin, who was still keeping her eyes on her smartphone, and asked in a gloomy voice.

“If you pamper me… no?”

“… … .”

An answer that doesn’t come right away.

Soon after, Baek Woo-jin looked up and saw Baek Ha-na.

“twice a day.”

“… … third time.”

“… … yes. third time.”

Baek Hana, who had been depressed, smiled brightly again.

Claire let out a short sigh and smiled silently at Baek Woo-jin lowering his head again.

One hundred is pure. But sometimes there are times when they do clever things. What he just did to Baek Woo-jin was one of those clever things.

Baek Woo-jin knows that too. It is knowingly and yet suffering.

She enjoyed watching this relationship between two completely different people.

I sit down at the table and eat breakfast with Baek Ha-na.

The menu is the cereal he brought before.

The taste is tailored to the taste of children, but the nutritional content is aimed at parents, so Baek Woo-jin saw it and allowed it.

Baek Woo-jin, who has been looking at his smartphone for a while, gets up and goes to the sink with two empty dishes.

“Claire!!”

“Yes.”

Claire, who had been looking at Baek Woo-jin’s back for a moment, got up from the chair and looked away from Baek Ha-na’s action pulling her arm.

The place where she held Baek Ha-na’s hand was a library full of books.

The fourth space to visit.

Claire took Baek Ha-na’s hand and headed for the rocking chair at the back of the library. On it was a storybook she had read yesterday, and she sat down on the chair, holding up the hundred and one book with her other hand.

First, hold Baek Ha-na again in your arms and open the book while supporting it with both arms so that it does not fall. In line with one hundred eyes.

What Baek Woo-jin asked of her was really not a big deal.

Like this, he reads the book and explains the words Baek Ha-na asks.

Also, education in a part that is difficult for men to tell and can be sensitively accepted later.

Lastly, exchanges with the young priests of the temple.

Baek Ha-na still had many immature parts in many ways, so Baek Woo-jin had no plans to send Baek Ha-na to school until that was resolved.

However, since it was impossible to keep it in the house all the time, it was decided that it was necessary to interact with someone at least for the sake of one hundred emotions, and decided to enlist Claire’s help there.

The youngest priest was also three years older than one hundred, but perhaps because of that, not only the young priests, but also other priests and paladins loved her very much. Actually looks and behaves. both were cute

– Woo-woo-woo.

A small vibrating sound in your arms.

“lunch!!”

“okay.”

Neither of them felt the passage of time because Claire was also concentrating because she had never read Baek Ha-na’s question and Korean fairy tales.

Baek Ha-na, who jumped out of Claire’s arms, left her behind and ran to Baek Woo-jin in the study.

Now alone, Claire put the book back on the chair, quietly closed the library door, and left. And soon after, Baek Ha-na, who had left earlier, returned with a white fur coat and a fluttering cloth wrapped around her head.

“Lunch~!!”

Hana Baek, probably liking the food prepared at the temple, hummed an incomprehensible song and ran past Claire to the front door.

“I’ll say hello to the professor, so you can’t leave first.”

―Yes~

Claire walked down the quiet hallway and carefully opened the door to the study at the far end.

‘… … A comfortable smell.’

A cozy space that calms the mind.

I saw Woojin Baek sitting in the study and scribbling something.

“I will bring it to you before 19:00.”

“yes.”

short answer.

Claire watched Baek Woo-jin for a moment and then quietly stepped back.

“Kuhup-!!”

Baek Woo-jin vomited a handful of dark red lumps.

“Professor-“

Claire shut her mouth at Baek Woo-jin’s gesture of stretching out his bloody hand.

He roughly wiped the blood from his mouth.

“Nothing. So don’t worry and let’s go.”

“… … Yes.”

No big deal.

It smells so terrible.

Claire couldn’t bear to say the words and quietly closed the study room door.

“Claire. Are you mad?”

“… … .”

At Baek Ha-na’s question, who was waiting at the entrance, Claire quickly wiped her face with both hands.

Then he looked up at him and held the hand of the little girl who was watching her.

“I’m hungry… … Yes. It was because I was hungry.”

“Aha.”

Claire took Baek Ha-na’s hand as she nodded in genuine sympathy with her lie and left the mansion.

**

Fire-!!

The dead blood clots, which gave off a rotten stench, disappeared in an instant, engulfed in fire.

“… … It is much lighter.”

As the body recovers, it vomits out the dead energy that has accumulated over the years.

From the moment I opened my eyes in this body, a lot of the drowsiness that had eaten away at me had gone. In addition, not only the outside, but also a space was created in the body to accommodate the amount of magic that was vomited out.

It was a very satisfactory result, except for a little sudden.

‘Since the drowsiness hasn’t completely gone, I’ll do it a few more times.’

At that time, I thought that I should do it in a place where Baek Ha-na couldn’t see me as much as possible. Not for any other reason, it was because the smell was just awful.

“Tsk… … .”

Along with the dead blood clots, even the journal I had written was burned.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t control it, but because the dead pit was special, it was an inevitable measure.

‘Eight years.’

It’s time to work for Baek Hana in earnest.

The plan was drawn up.

More than half of the necessary preparations have been completed.

Through Kim Seong-won, the schedule of the crack, which is very popular for the purpose of practice for students, has been set in advance, and the rough location of key people and several objects has been identified using the Internet.

‘There is no need to think about variables.’

Already, the biggest variable is the existence of the country.

Also, no matter what variables arise, I am the one who can solve them.

I opened a new page. And yesterday, before going to bed, I transcribed the conversations and actions I had with Hana Baek.

‘… … puberty.’

Baek Ha-na is acting childish and always tries to sit on his lap and sleeps with her.

What will happen when puberty comes to Baek Ha-na?

“… … I can’t imagine.”

The purest child.

To think that such a child frowns and gets annoyed.

‘It’s a bit annoying, but… Still, it must be fun.’

That too will be a memory.

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February 3, 2023.

Exactly one year since the day I started living with Hana Baek.

The guy’s change came unexpectedly quickly.