## Chapter 517 – Quasi-Priest Kim Kat
I nearly had a heart attack.
Stepping out of the church, I noticed my back was damp again. I’d worked up a real sweat. At this rate, I wouldn’t even need to go to a sauna.
A Saintess… Did I answer correctly?
I felt uneasy, considering all the things I’m hiding. But how could she possibly know about me? I’m probably just worrying too much.
After talking to her, she didn’t seem like such a bad person.
But generally, beautiful and strong women are all dangerous.
I need to be careful. As long as I write the report well, there shouldn’t be any problems.
Clutching my still-fluttering heart, I slowly walked home. More than anything, I was terrified that Hildegard, that bitch, would show up.
If that thing even tried to talk to me, I’d be screwed for sure. If she had any sense, she would’ve fled at the news of the Saintess’s arrival. She’s a cautious woman, after all. No way could that kind of demon survive in a city visited by a Saintess.
Thankfully, Hildegard didn’t appear.
On my way home, I thought I’d stop by the shopping district to pick up some groceries.
“Oh.”
I spotted a familiar martial artist walking along.
“Hey! Mariel!”
“Hmm? That voice…? No way! Cheonma!”
Mariel turned around and trembled as if she’d been electrocuted.
And I immediately regretted calling out to her.
“What is it, Mariel?”
Another woman emerged from nearby.
—Long, clear sky-blue hair.
A sky-blue, chest-revealing cheongsam-like dobok that clung to her figure, and pure white high heels. Most of all, the white fur stole around her shoulders made her look like a rich woman.
The busty woman was none other than the Martial Artist Guild Leader, Liztina.
“You…!”
The two women gasped in unison and pointed at me.
“Oh, oh! M-Martial Artist Guild Leader!”
Of all places to meet!
Just my luck, I ran into another dangerous woman! Liztina was the pervert who demanded to see my junk!
I also gasped and started tearing at my hair.
“D-don’t come any closer! Can’t you see this armor! I’m a priest now!”
“Huh? A priest?”
“Yes! I’m a priest, so now… you can’t ask to see my… my junk!!! My dick!!! Get away from me!”
“What the hell is this crazy bastard talking about!”
Liztina screamed and strode towards me.
“Aaaah! Don’t hit me!”
She looked like she was about to punch me, so I raised my guard and ducked. It would be a good opportunity to test the armor’s performance, but I only have one life.
“Hey, you! Who said anything about hitting you, you crazy bastard! Get up now!”
“…You’re not going to hit me?”
“Why would I hit you!”
Liztina, who kept switching between using honorifics and speaking informally, exploded in anger and stood in front of me.
Good thing she’s not going to hit me.
“Hmph, hmph. Of course. The beautiful and refined Martial Artist Guild Leader wouldn’t resort to violence without a reason. I apologize. I overreacted.”
“You… talk too damn much.”
Liztina looked down at me and said.
“I have to express my sincere apologies!”
“Who are you yelling at right now!”
This bastard is yelling again!
I shut my mouth and lowered my gaze.
“Guild Leader! You don’t need to associate with this kind of man! Please, let’s return to the guild!”
Mariel, who had rushed over, grabbed her waist and shouted.
Hey, what the hell?
“What? ‘This kind of man?’ Mariel, you little shit! You’ve got some nerve talking like that in front of the Guild Leader!”
“N-no! That’s not what I meant! I just meant it like that! We’re friends, aren’t we!”
“Who’s friends with you!”
“Didn’t Cheonma himself say we were friends! Why do you keep changing your words!”
Come to think of it, I might have said something like that before. Well, I guess I can let it slide this once. Anyway, now that things have turned out like this, I should at least say hello.
“Ahem, ahem. Anyway, Guild Leader. How have you been…? It’s been quite a while since I saw you at the guild.”
It had been a long time since the Martial Artist Guild penis incident. That was quite a while ago. I’m pretty sure we said we’d see each other again soon, but I didn’t have any business there, so it was delayed.
“Ugh…”
When our eyes met, she bit her lip, her face flushed, and she tried to turn away. I guess even thinking about what happened back then was embarrassing.
It’s better to give her some space out of courtesy.
There’s no point in looking at each other’s faces.
“Well, I’ll be going now.”
As I was about to turn around to be considerate, Liztina said.
“Wait a moment.”
“Yes?”
“…”
I wondered what she meant, but she just closed her mouth.
Then, she opened her mouth again.
“Let’s have some tea.”
Tea?
“G-Guild Leader?! Why would you have tea with this Cheonma guy!”
Mariel shouted in surprise.
Liztina handed Mariel something that looked like luggage.
“Shut up, Mariel. Take this and go back to the guild first.”
“But, still!”
“Do as I say.”
When Mariel tried to resist, a cold voice shot out.
“A-alright…”
She immediately backed down and obediently accepted the luggage. This guild seems to have strict hierarchical order, which is terrifying. Mariel seems to live her life catering to Liztina in many ways.
Anyway, after Mariel left, Liztina, wearing a stiff smile, came and stood next to me.
“Let’s go. I have something to apologize for about last time, so I’ll treat you.”
“Ah, no, I’m a bit busy…”
“Busy?”
I was about to refuse because there was no need to apologize, but she narrowed her eyes sharply and stared at me. Goodness…! Why are all pretty women so violent!
But I’m not intimidated.
“Yes. I think I left my wallet at the store earlier. I need to go back and find it before it gets lost.”
“Don’t talk nonsense and just follow me. And didn’t you say you lost your wallet last time too?”
Damn it… My wallet…!
I’m getting anxious about a wallet I didn’t even lose.
“This time it’s real…”
“Shut up and follow me. Why are you so disobedient?”
It’s because I’m not a martial artist, you bitch.
“Yes.”
Well, she’s stronger and has more power than me, so I have no choice but to obey. Karin isn’t here with me right now. Anyway, Liztina stood next to me and kept doing strange things, like she was about to say something, and dragged me to a nearby tea house.
—Angel’s Day.
A tea house with a grand sign.
It looks quite luxurious.
I’m not the type to go looking for tea houses, so I don’t know much about them, but I’ve been dragged to them by my wives so often that I don’t feel any resistance.
The five of us often go to tea houses on our days off.
I sat down in a familiar manner. Liztina sat across from me, ordered for both of us without asking, and then stared at me with a stiff posture.
—Glare.
“Why, why are you glaring at me? Did I do something wrong?”
“…Nothing.”
I asked because the gaze was uncomfortable, and she hesitated for a moment before sighing and saying.
“You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Then why do you keep glaring at me?”
“Just shut up.”
“…”
—Fidget, fidget.
“…”
Liztina put her hands between her thighs and kept fidgeting, looking at my eyes and then looking away, her face flushed.
What… is it?
Was she that embarrassed about what happened back then?
Karin said she was a confirmed old maid, so it’s possible. Even though she created the situation herself, now that she’s thrown away her grudge, I can’t make her feel more uncomfortable.
“Guild Leader. Don’t be embarrassed. I’ve already forgotten about what happened last time. You seem worried that I’ll go around blabbing about it, but don’t worry. I’m the kind of man who takes those kinds of unsavory things to the grave.”
“…”
“Hehehe, of course, I don’t need any compensation. Keeping my mouth shut is purely out of my conscience and consideration. So, relax and enjoy your tea.”
I smiled and said it in a friendly way, and she glared at me again and said softly.
“…That’s not it.”
“Yes?”
“That’s not it.”
“Then what is it?”
“…”
Liztina, who had closed her mouth again, avoided my gaze with a flushed face.
What’s wrong with this woman! I’m getting more anxious!
“Wh-what is it, then! Look at my face and tell me!”
“Ugh…!”
When I spoke as if scolding her, she widened her eyes and bit her lip, trying to mutter something.
“Th-that is… that…”
“Here’s your tea.”
Just then, the employee placed two cups down.
Liztina, who was about to say something, grabbed the teacup and tasted the tea with a natural, ingrained etiquette.
What the…
Well, I should just drink my tea for now.
I didn’t know the name, but it was a tea I had tasted a few times before. I drank the tea according to the etiquette my wives had taught me.
As I was drinking the tea, Liztina sent me a strange look and said.
“You… you know how to drink tea?”
“Well, can’t people drink liquids?”
“…No. Well, I guess so. Is it good?”
“It tastes better because you bought it for me. Wow, it’s a delicacy, a delicacy. It’s so delicious.”
Nothing tastes better than something someone else buys you.
“So, what did you want to talk about when you called me out here?”
“…No, just.”
Liztina still seemed to be hesitating about something.
“I just wanted to talk. Is that not allowed?”
“…There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?”
“Then that’s good.”
She seemed to have relaxed, and the heat on her face seemed to have subsided as she stared at me.
Is she thinking about my junk in her head right now?
I felt extremely ashamed.
Ugh, this is awkward.
“Well, how have you been?”
There’s nothing more absurd than just drinking tea in silence, so I started the conversation.
“I’ve been fine. How about you?”
“I’ve had some difficult things happen, but I’m generally doing well.”
“Difficult things?”
“As it turns out, I’ve been doing some church-related work lately, and demons keep showing up. They’re causing me a lot of trouble. You know? The demons that have been appearing in large numbers.”
“…It’s been quite famous lately.”
There’s nothing to do while drinking tea except talk.
I just told Liztina about what I’ve been doing lately, mainly to pass the time.
She listened attentively to my story and reacted as if she was bored.
Apparently, the martial artists are also forming parties centered around skilled guys and beating up demons. A lot of them are failing, but they’re just pushing through with numbers. They just kill demons, get blood, and sell it to the alchemist guild to pay for their dojang fees.
What ridiculous bastards.
“…Why does this guy talk so well?”
As we were talking about such things, quite a bit of time had passed.
“Characteristic of nomads. Good at talking.”
“What did you say?”
“No, I just meant that some people are good at talking.”
“Is that how you charmed Karin?”
Liztina mentioned Karin and gave me a sharp look. Charmed? I didn’t charm Karin, it was the other way around.
“It’s the opposite.”
“…”
—Sigh.
Liztina’s sigh escaped.
“That old maid Karin…”
“Hey, don’t insult Karin.”
“You must cherish your wife very much.”
“Of course. She’s my treasure.”
“…You’re a really strange man.”
“Hehehe, men are all like that.”
Nothing is more precious than my women. Anyway, the atmosphere seems to have become a bit more comfortable. —Rustle. This time, Liztina, who had put down her teacup, spoke first.
“About last time… that thing.”
“What?”
“I’m sorry for asking to see your junk. I must have been crazy back then.”
“Wh-what? What? No, why would you say such explicit things?”
“Please, just shut up for a moment. I’m working up the courage to say this.”
“Okay.”
Her face was as red as an apple. But seeing her today, it seems like she’s been holding onto that apology in her heart.
As I was preparing to accept her apology, she shouted again.
“Haa. So, that’s… Augh! Damn it! Why do I have to worry about something like this!”
Damn it.
“…I don’t know what it is, but if there’s something you’re worried about, just throw it away. Sometimes thinking like that is a good way to go.”
“Yeah, that’s a good… No, are you a counselor? Why do I feel like I’m getting drawn in every time I talk to you?”
“Something like that. I’m a quasi-priest.”
“Haa… Tsk. Where did this kind of man come from… Anyway, tell me about that. A quasi-priest?”
When will she let me go?