Chapter 7 – Preparing for the Feast

They say that lately Lydia seems to be lacking energy.

She used to be overly obsessed with perfection, and if the nuns didn’t hate them, but were reluctant to meet them, they say she’s literally become insidious now.

I don’t know why.

She replied that one day she suddenly changed like that and she didn’t know.

That was enough for me, so she said thank you and left.

I mean…

I don’t know why, but she kept asking me not to help her.

In fact, it was most likely that Lydia was behaving like that because of my refusal to help.

That’s because it’s changed since I said that.

I’m sorry to the nuns here, but I’m only interested in painting.

I don’t know anything about what happened in this convent.

What we do know now is that Lydia is in a weird state, and because of that, she’s going back to the convent more shit than she thought.

She didn’t know it at first, but Lydia, that is to say, she was able to realize that the role of the chief nun was a very important one.

And then she was the pink-haired nun who had been talking to me while shaking.

Therefore… Did she say Neria?

She had asked me to restore the nun’s blindness with a serious expression, even though the child had stopped trembling.

What…

I don’t want Lydia to ever grow apart from her, so she does it on her own, but…

I just hope this doesn’t turn into a handshake.

Like that, she thought about what to say first and walked for about 10 minutes.

I had reached the door before I knew it.

It was Lydia’s room.

Hmm.

Since she can’t secretly open the door and enter, let’s call her to see if she’s in her room.

After clearing my throat a couple of times, I carefully knocked on the door.

“Lydia? Are you inside?”

Perhaps surprised by my call, I hear a thud from inside.

What was she doing that made her so flustered?

I thought I could hear a buzzing sound for a moment, and then the door opened with a squeal.

“Stop, saintess… ?”

What’s up, why are you like this

Recently, I heard that his condition had deteriorated, but when I checked it with my own two eyes, it was more than bad.

It seems that he tried to hide it from himself, but his eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was scattered and dark circles…

It was enough to know right away that it was not normal.

Was it that hard to just tell you to take a break from work… ?

If one job is reduced, it should be normal to like it, but why is it so broken?

I don’t understand, but I can’t just leave it like this…

“Lydia? Do you want to come over here?”

What would she do if her nobleman, a nun who believed in God, couldn’t manage herself like this?

I sighed and let out a miracle on my body.

Then, the hair that was sporadic came back to normal, and the dark circles around the eyes returned to normal.

The bloodshot eyes also returned to normal.

“Ah… “

Perhaps recognizing the miracle that had entered her, Lydia looked around her with a dazed look on her face.

“Lydia. Are you anxious? Did I feel like I abandoned you… ?”

I had no intention of doing that.

I just seem to be interested in that way… Just in time, one month, no, now three weeks left, was only sent out for a while to prepare for the festival.

If I was going to be this anxious, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place.

No matter how much Lydia helps her, it’s not like she can’t prepare, and she’s me who has never been caught by Lydia in her life.

It is said that it is not a job for me to prepare this and that without being noticed.

“Saint… I am… “

“You don’t have to tell me.”

I said that and hugged Lydia.

This is what Lydia did to me in the old days.

At that time, I couldn’t accept myself who had to live as a saint, so I did a lot of fooling around in front of Lydia.

Now that I’ve come, I just nodded and accepted it, but…

I laughed bitterly inwardly.

Yes, Lydia is also a human after all… All her life, she thought it was her own business, but if she suddenly disappeared, she would have been so anxious.

What made you interested in the behavior of women…

A little bit would be fine.

No matter how much I believe that I can’t do it myself, that level of belief can be compromised for the sake of a being who has lived her whole life like her family.

Well, it’s not like mixing your body yourself.

“I’m sorry, Lydia. I guess I was thinking too much… “

In the future, I will not judge myself in this way.

He said that it would be okay from my point of view, but it seems that the words shocked Lydia as if the world was collapsing.

I should have looked a little more carefully.

It was my mistake.

“… “

Lydia silently buried her face in my shoulder.

This person is also true.

To think that a person who usually looked so dignified had become so weak…

Did I do something so cruel?

I also hugged Lydia carefully.

“Me too… No, I have sinned… May I ask if I can go to confession?”

“Of course it is possible… ?”

The nested question is suddenly why…

Here, she suddenly tells the story of confession is the same as telling Lydia that she thinks she has done something wrong.

“You may not know, but… Recently, an impure culture has been roaming around our convent.”

Impure artifacts?

If it was said that Lydia was an impure culture from before, it was mostly about the modified version.

Because Lydia has a bit of an old-fashioned mindset… There are a lot of negative perceptions about the new revision.

By analogy, would it be the same perception as the elderly of the present age?

Right before I died, I was getting used to newspapers little by little, but there were quite a few people who didn’t like it.

Lydia is one such axis.

By the way, she brought up the story of the revision?

In this situation?

I was starting to get a little anxious.

“Uh… Yes… Okay.”

Maybe it’s not what I think… ?

I wonder if it’s because I’m stung because it’s a strange culture.

I was just leaving it to the extent of possibility… The fact that Lydia said this herself suggested that what I had guessed was true.

Of course, the fact that it’s because of my comics itself doesn’t have the feeling of overestimating me too much.

My comics are always popular only with those who like my comics, but among the general public as well as religious people, there is a perception that it is an unwholesome thing to share love with people of the same gender.

Even so, I guessed that Lydia became like this because of my manga… First of all, while restless, I kept thinking about my heart or that… It was because of the fact that the gaze came to the bottom, and the fact that the chief nun, a character in the cartoon I wrote at that time, was drawn with Lydia as a motif.

And I’m the only one who draws that kind of manga.

Yes, it is true that I guessed that because I was actually stabbed.

Leaving aside everything else, Lydia, who had no particular feelings for me, started to look at me strangely not long after drawing the cartoon?

So that’s the only way I can think of it.

By the way, are you referring to impure culture here?

But the person who mentioned it is suspiciously interested in my body?

I broke out in a cold sweat.

“To say that it is an impure civilization… “

“That… It’s a bit difficult to explain, but… Therefore… It is a cartoon about the love between women.”

“… “

Grow.

100 percent me

It can’t be this.

“That, so… ?”

“Seeing that the nuns weren’t working hard on their work and were busy watching her cartoons, I scolded them and confiscated them… “

“… “

“I actually saw it.”

Ah.

I slapped my forehead inwardly.

“At first, it was a curiosity born of a responsibility to know what children see for their sake.”

“… “

“But the more I look, the more I fall in love… At some point, I started thinking about this.”

Does sex between women really feel good?

“I am a sinner, saint. Even though I am a servant of God, I have become interested in carnal lust under the pretext that it is for the sake of my children!”

Ah.

“Please punish me… “

Under.

Mmm.

I’m a baby girl.

I don’t know what to do. Help me.