75 – The ugly four years old. A seven year old who wants to kill.

I’d heard that if a woman had a grudge, there would be frost even in the month of May.

This is an idiomatic phrase that says that women should not be recklessly angry. It was considered only a figurative expression.

Yes, at least it was until this moment.

”her····.”

Wow.

The disparate sight spread out beyond the stuttering door was enough to cool my thoughts.

The vast, insipid white space, which was only pure white, was no different from the usual.

Because the fierce blizzard that filled the space was showing off a vicious presence to the world, as if it were about to swallow everything in this world.

The sight of the cold, with the momentum to rip out the skin, running rampant along the street with a ferocious will, reminded me of a house that had been left unattended for about a month with the air conditioner running full blast.

I have often seen that in old Japanese animations, to visually show a character’s uncomfortable planting, from time to time, only the area around the character is directed by a blizzard.

It was clear that the emotions contained in the bleak scenery in front of him far exceeded the level that could be taken into account with such a cute expression.

It was no big deal that my heart, which had to walk into that pure white fire before long, would gradually become dark like paper on which ink had been spilled.

Quaang.

The door to the audience room, which had been slightly open, was quietly closed.

”Can’t you just come back when I’m relieved, no, when the saintess’ mood is relieved…”

”do not worry. I have a winter coat, a lantern to light up the darkness, and other mountain equipment.”

Is it because my heart is disturbed?

Today, the nun’s behavior of pushing a cloak and a lantern that I don’t know where they came from in front of me one after another made me hate it.

”I don’t think it’s the first time I’ve seen the saintess get this angry since the day Priest Mabel played tricks… You want me to go in now…?”

”What are you so worried about? Until now, there has never been a case where a saintess harmed a priest’s body.”

”I have a foreboding feeling that today could be the first moment in history…”

”Nope. I can assure you. The saintess will never harm Priestess Rage.”

You just say it’s not your job.

I fully understood the nun’s desire to inspire me, and I also knew in my head that the nun’s logic was persuasive to some extent.

scary is scary

Does the nun really know?

My feelings of having to go to appease a transcendent being who can cause a natural disaster of that scale in a windless room.

No, more than that, when did you learn such a mysterious talent?

The fact that the saintess has developed talents other than making human mannequins and scribbling on other people’s bodies can be seen as evidence that the saintess is able to handle her own divine power skillfully, so should we celebrate her growth? I don’t know either.

It was just a stomach ache from my point of view that I had to deal with the aftermath.

”I know····. If you go… you just have to go…”

”This is a wise decision.”

After making a decision close to resignation, I grabbed the doorknob that had been closed for a while.

As the nun said, there has never been a case where the saintess intentionally harmed my body.

No, on the contrary, since I was extremely afraid of getting hurt on my body, it would be safe to say that I had little to worry about the saintess intentionally harming me.

”Whoa.”

clap.

Using that proof as a driving force, I opened the door with difficulty and was about to take a heavy step into the audience room.

thud.

It was an instant.

With the same heroic attitude as an astronaut who landed on the moon for the first time, let’s take our first aesthetic footsteps on the floor of the audience room where a violent blizzard is raging.

Whoa.

As if a light suddenly came on in a dark room, the blizzard died down immediately, and colorful petals were in full bloom on the audience room floor, where no life could be found.

The surreal scene reminded me of a high-speed camera showing the process of flowers blooming in a nature documentary I enjoyed watching in my previous life.

”Look at that.”

The nun spoke to me in an extremely calm yet slightly elated tone.

yet.

”Why come now?”

The saintess appeared before my eyes with puffy cheeks like a squirrel in a rage.

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ugly four year old A seven year old who wants to kill.

When I first heard it, I often thought that it was a little too much expression for a growing sprout.

Isn’t it helpless for children who are just at the age when their egos are about to mature, and their heads grow and their stubbornness increases at the same time.

It is the providence of nature that a child cries and screams. It’s kind of like a natural disaster.

Why do parents all over the world not realize that it is a foolish act to consume and agonize over such a natural disaster every time?

In the days when I didn’t know what it was, I sincerely thought so.

‘Let alone marriage, a guy who hasn’t even gotten a ticket yet can live on his lips anyway.’

The sharp blow that my senior once struck at me clearly swelled in my mind, but now I decided to put it aside in a corner of my memory for a while.

To give you a weak excuse, at the time I hadn’t weighed the weight of the act of parenting at all.

Watching the seniors who get hit here and there by the children who are growing up quickly.

oh, that must be hard Too bad.

In this way, as if crossing a river in a sutra, I only vaguely guessed the fatigue, but I couldn’t fully gauge the reality, and I didn’t even try to gauge it.

‘The kids are talking more and their subjectivity is getting clearer. There is no logic in it. Can you imagine what kind of hell that would be?’

So, at the time, I just listened to the words of a senior who was enumerating the young advice he regretted to me with a haggard look as if his lifespan was burning in real time, and I just passed them off with one ear.

But now I know.

the weight of those words.

No, it would not be an exaggeration to say that now I have fully realized how famous and great the act of parenting is.

”Where have you been? why come now I waited a long time for you to come. I waited a long time. why didn’t you come bad. Honna. I get scolded a lot.”

”Ha, grandma hee hee hee hee… Hungnyeo…”

The saintess who does not hesitate to touch my face as I am kneeling on the floor like a baker kneading bread dough.

Occasionally, even when his own hand squeezed into my mouth, those hand movements were permeated with indescribable, insidious emotions.

”If you’re sorry, take the punishment. If you don’t keep your promise, you will be punished. From now on, whatever Welna does, stay still. You can’t move until you’re done.”

”Holy Maid… No matter what, that, that’s a bit…”

”If you don’t listen, I won’t eat well. don’t even sleep I won’t do everything you ask me to do.”

”Stop, Holy Lady…!”

The fact that the saintess’ mental age has matured a lot lately was definitely something that could be reduced.

With such a matured intelligence, it is common to endlessly create cunning tricks. As I was in the position of supporting her every move, I couldn’t help but be happy.

Until now, if I didn’t ask for it, I ended up using a group several times.

Recently, I quoted what I said in the past, or skillfully dig into the gaps in the conversation.

Every time she tried to negotiate with me, it became very difficult to resist the saintess’ stubbornness.

Among them, the moment when they threatened to eat like this was especially hard.

It was to the extent that I felt sympathy for the mothers who were trying to feed the children by themselves, following behind the backs of the children who were busy running around.

”Mi, I’m sorry. Well Na. My brother had some urgent business, so I couldn’t help it. Can’t you forgive me just once?”

In a hurry, I took out my brother’s chance and tried it, but this hasn’t been very good lately.

That would also be the case, because most of the times I called myself an older brother in front of the saintess because she said I couldn’t do what she wanted.

Recently, there were even cases where he didn’t like being with his older brother.

”You can’t even bite your lip. You can’t even sleep together. it all doesn’t work Everything wellna says is not okay. Wellna kept her promise. I put up with what I didn’t like and waited patiently. I heard you well. not every day No. No.”

”Whe, well…”

Instead of a motionless expression, the saintess reveals her uncomfortable feelings by occasionally stamping her feet nervously.

Although it was unknown at this time what kind of emotion such a passionate attitude originated from, it was possible to vaguely guess that the rage of such emotions would reach a certain critical point in the near future.

”If Wellna doesn’t listen, Wellna won’t listen either. I won’t even do the ‘that’ I was asked to do last time. never.”

”That, that’s it!”

It wasn’t too difficult to guess what the ‘it’ the saintess was talking about was.

blessing ceremony.

It is a sacred ceremony that bestows the mighty warrior with the holy woman’s divine protection, and a sacred ceremony that depends on the sacrament of the survival of mankind.

In order to overthrow the demon lord and achieve peace in this world, it is directly related to the foundation of world peace that must be achieved.

”Well, are you going to listen?”

”····”

The saintess, gently holding my face with both hands, opened her lips and asked a lax question.

Two options floated vaguely in my confused mind.

Will you obey the saintess’ request like this?

if not····.