46 – Water and Rubidium.

”Wow!”

As the holy woman’s holy voice accelerated my consciousness, my vision, which had been observing the past for a moment, twisted again toward reality.

”Sir, saintess?”

”Wow!”

Tuk-tuk.

The saintess’s fluffy fists flew one after another into my body, frozen in the same posture as I was feeding her.

Although, the shock itself applied to the body was a weak force that could not even crush the head.

The fact that the saintess, who is indifferent to everything, shows such a dramatic reaction, it means that the saintess’ mood has become prickly.

He hurriedly awakened his numb senses and straightened his posture.

”sorry. saintess. I was thinking about something else for a while…”

”huh!”

Fortunately, her lips only protruded a little, but judging from the way she was responding to my words, it seemed that she hadn’t pouted to such a serious level.

However, beware.

Relaxing in front of an angry woman is as foolish as closing your eyes at the edge of a bottomless cliff.

Sometimes there are people who liken the relationship between a man and a woman to water and oil.

One is known and the other is unknown.

The relationship between men and women is more like water and rubidium than water and oil.

Water and oil do not mix with each other and do not cause any damage.

But what happens when water and rubidium meet?

Even if you didn’t doze off in science class when you were in school, you should be able to easily know that when water and rubidium meet, a big explosion will happen that will wipe out the surrounding area.

For reference, the male side is water and the female side is rubidium.

At least that’s what I felt.

”sorry. Well Na. You’re wrong.”

Acting as an older brother, he carefully stroked the saintess’ hair.

Whenever I say that I feel embarrassed to flatter a woman who is the same age as me, like a parasitic brother.

Now, let alone a sense of shame, I didn’t even feel the slightest sense of incongruity.

No matter how much human beings are animals of adaptation, wouldn’t it be safe to say that they are just animals if they adapt to such an embarrassing situation?

His own vulgarity was so ridiculous that he had to bite down on the boisterous laugh that would leak out from time to time.

It was then.

The fact that the saintess held my hand as she was stroking her hair.

”Whe, well…?”

My heart sank.

Maybe it’s a start again? with

No matter how much I figured out how to appease the saintess, every time I did that, I was exhausted and my energy was waning.

Moreover, now there is no empty space left in my heart due to the unexpected encounter and the rust of the past that the encounter flickered.

tired. I want to rest. I want to lie in bed, close my eyes and fall asleep quietly.

The heavy, sticky thoughts clinging to my brain made my stomach feel disgusting.

However, at that moment.

”Ouch… Ouch…?”

The saintess, who had been stroking her hair, moved my right hand to her cheek and said something vague to me.

”Welna…?”

”Ouch?”

Ouch.

That word ‘does it hurt?’ What that meant was easy to guess.

It was because I hadn’t spent the past time with the saintess in vain.

A soft voice with a light depth. Crimson eyes that shimmer with a slight hint of worry.

If someone asked me if I could take responsibility for my words, I would have said no.

It looks like the saintess is worried about me.

At least that’s what my intuition and experience told me.

”What are you talking about. Well Na. Why am I in pain…”

I replied to the saintess’s words with a slightly tired expression.

There was a hint of unnaturalness, but he tried to dispel the saintess’ worries with a bright smile.

but.

”Huh!”

”Ugh!”

Perhaps it was because she was very displeased with my assortment of smiles, the saintess suddenly rammed her head into my abdomen.

Right after that, from the arms of the saintess who tightly hugged my waist, a white power that somehow felt a sense of deja vu pulsated wildly.

”Now, wait a minute! Well Na!”

fluff.

The strength in both legs was gone.

Fortunately, the only area where the sensation was lost was the lower part of the knee, and the saintess’ sudden behavior was within the expected range.

Even in the midst of my body staggering, it was not that difficult to deal with the saintess hugging my waist so that her body would not get hurt.

All I had to do was use my body as a bed and get her.

”Wheh, wellna… How many times have I told you not to do ‘that’ because it’s dangerous…”

However, it was just yesterday that the act of abusing divine power in this way was not right, and it was firmly nailed to the saintess.

Apparently, a more severe warning than before. I felt the need to give her a sharp warning, so I furrowed my brows and was about to finish preparing to scold her.

Swoop.

Without even having time to finish the words he had spit out. Without even a moment’s delay in expressing any kind of emotion.

After the saintess embraced my face, she quietly held me in her arms.

”The saintess…?”

To the extent that honorific words came out unintentionally, the holiness naturally exuded from that series of actions was clearly far from reality.

It was as if I was dreaming.

A hazy feeling as if the body and soul are moving away.

I had experienced it before, but something was different from that time.

If the previous one was something hideous that came from lust and obsession, now this is something kind that comes from concern and worry.

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Just as a newborn baby who burst out crying all of a sudden stops crying when he is carried into his mother’s arms in a small cradle.

It must be in everyone’s memory, but the reality was vague and an indescribable comfort soothed my consciousness.

”····”

”····”

Without saying a word, the saintess started stroking my hair.

Like a caring mother who pats the back of a child who cannot easily fall asleep due to nightmares, sings a lullaby, and protects a peaceful night.

Is it because the body and mind are all frozen in this absurd situation where the role relationship has completely reversed from the usual?

No words came out.

If it was normal, I would have been able to shake it off.

Because it had to be, and it was actually done.

Even so, the reason why my indolent body couldn’t easily push her away was no different.

because it was warm

When both body and mind are exhausted, someone’s warm hand that embraces me. Enough to coolly shake off that cozy warmth.

Because I wasn’t strong

”Stop, saintess. Please stop it. That’s it. Because I’m not sick at all? So, please let me go…”

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Kwak.

The words that I had difficulty weaving with the reason I scraped together were so easily unraveled by that beautiful power.

Thoughts in his throat suddenly soared, and it seemed as if he was constantly struggling to get out of his mouth, but he closed and closed his trembling mouth nonstop, finally biting off the gok-eup.

It was absurd that my ugly face, which was already being hugged by a young girl, would become even more unsightly here.

how long has it been like that

”Ouch····. Do not····. Don’t do it…”

The saintess, who rubbed her cheek against my face, scattered her earnest pleas to me.

When our faces get closer, the usual rad-de-po look that we used to look at from lips first is nowhere to be found.

As if stitching a stuffed toy with a hole stitch by stitch, skin to skin, hands folded, and her benevolent appearance, as if trying to share her warmth with me, the image of the Holy Mother fluttered.

I hurriedly buried my face in her arms.

Because I couldn’t show my shabby face that was about to be distorted with tears in front of that holy light.

Even though the feeling in my legs had already returned a long time ago, I was still unable to perform the simple breaking technique of raising my body, so I was confined to the spot.

throbbing.

I closed my eyes quietly, listening to the beautiful heartbeat in my ears as a lullaby.

For the past few years, I felt a little awkward about the presence of someone else’s skin and body temperature comforting me, probably because of the aftermath of living thinking only of helping someone.

Maybe it was because it was just comfortable and comfortable to have someone to lean on when my eyes slowly closed.

”Sleep well… Koo…”

I was able to fall asleep peacefully, forgetting everything.

The roles, responsibilities and missions given to me.

The mistakes, stigmas, and sins engraved on my soul.

Yes, I could have forgotten about it at this moment.

◈◈◈

”I’m crazy… Crazy····.”

All the way through the hallway, I couldn’t get anywhere with my hands resting on my face.

Even this was quite a compromise with reality.

It was because I felt like I wanted to ram my head into the hardest wall around here.

”No matter how tired I was from being hit by this and that all day long… Sleeping in the throne room until the sun rises while hugged by the saintess… There is a degree to being reckless…”

Strictly speaking, this was not the first time I had woken up in an audience room.

However, at that time, an accident occurred when the spirit that could not endure the protection of the saintess was cut off unintentionally. It was so-called force majeure.

However, in the case of yesterday, although there were many means and opportunities to avoid such a situation, I settled in on my own will and surrendered myself to the saintess’s arms embracing me.

”He’s not even this dog. Kinky cub. Rubbish. disgusting pervert. Shame on the clergy.”

No matter how much I hunkered down in my seat and constantly lashed out at myself, the disgust I felt for myself for making the foolish choice of yesterday showed no signs of abating.

Because I enjoyed that ecstatic feeling with my will, as if the guilt in my thoughts melted away, without even showing a sign of shaking it off, while being held in the arms of the saintess.

A 29-year-old Ajaebi fell asleep in the arms of a 16-year-old girl.

Is it okay to release this bad criminal who gives goose bumps down his back just hearing the charges against him?

I don’t think so.

The urgent call from the nun is probably also to give a proper punishment for the ugly sin I committed.

It was as if I knew now why the culprit in a gangster movie I once saw was so anxious about not being able to cut off his finger.

”Let’s die… die····.”

As I made up my mind, my heart and steps became much easier.

”Whoa…”

With the mind of a prisoner entering the execution room, I opened the door to the reception room where the nun called me.

Sigh.

Then what was seen.

”Sister?”

”Oh, oh oh oh, did you come… Re, Reijisshu Guardian Priestess…”

A nun, with both hands resting on her lap, trembling in front of the cat like a mouse.

And a truly familiar figure who was sitting right next to the nun, shoulder to shoulder with her, staring at her as if to kill her.

”Hey. Why are you coming now?”

”Ah, what is Apis doing here…?”

what the hell is this