episode_0148

Ah, it feels good.

I grinned and smiled at the surge of pleasure.

After getting beat up by Maria, I headed to an empty lot with people buzzing with her. The purpose is to find the ‘reading club manager’ whom Maria of the night mentioned.

If Maria sees her squatting on a bench and crying, sympathy will bloom in her heart and she will consider joining the book club.

Actually, considering that he abandoned the Panthera crew after me earlier, I think he would probably follow me even if I just asked him to join the reading club with me.

Still, if it is possible to let history flow as it should, it is better to let it flow as is. The fewer variables there are, the more I will be able to make the most of the information I have about the future.

“Is your stomach okay?”

Maria asks a question. He glanced at my stomach with worried eyes.

When I see that, a sense of playfulness suddenly arises. I bowed down, clutching my stomach.

“Ugh… ! You got hit so much that you feel… !”

“Eh, Mr. Evans? Tsk… ! Well, you were enduring the pain as expected… !”

Maria was startled and pressed close to me. He then placed his hand near my abdomen and used his divine power.

You can’t tire Maria out of fun. I raised my upper body, spread my arms, and shouted in a humorous tone.

“It’s fine!”

“Well, what is it! Weren’t you sick?”

“Of course it’s a lie! Is it really possible that I got hurt by Maria’s cotton fist?”

“Ugh… ! Don’t play like that… ! You were surprised!”

Maria immediately scolded me. But there was a look of relief on her face that couldn’t be hidden.

“Ha… I’m glad you weren’t hurt though. I thought my heart was falling.”

“Kwikkk, I had fun.”

“That’s because Mr. Evans was joking! Change your perspective and think! How worried I am!”

You want me to change my stance? hmm… .

If I had hit Maria in the stomach, which would have caused her to sit down and clutch her stomach… .

omg.

After changing my position as Maria said, I don’t think anyone involved would ever accept it as a joke. I thought the sky was falling. It was an ominous fantasy.

So I like it. I’ll have to do more pranks like this in the future. Because I am not a party.

“Okay, okay. So calm down.”

“Evans, please calm down first. Please wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes.”

“Keuhm, I understand.”

I wiped away the tears that had formed while giggling so hard that my stomach hurt. Maria’s cheeks are puffy.

however… why.

It seems like I’ve been walking around for a while, but why can’t I see the crying girl?

I said Maria would definitely be around here.

Manager of the reading club. I brought Maria here with me to find that woman.

But what if you don’t show up? I looked around more carefully. But all I see are other students. There was no one who looked like the head of the reading department.

“Evans, what are you looking for? You keep looking away from before.”

“Huh? Ah, I’m looking for someone.”

“Who are you looking for?”

“Academy Reading Club Manager. But I can’t see it.”

After hearing what I said, Maria followed me and expanded her horizons. All kinds of scenes were captured in the white eyes.

Meanwhile, Maria pointed to a corner and said.

“Isn’t that that guy over there?”

I moved my gaze to the point where the tip of Maria’s finger was pointing.

There, a girl with her blonde hair in a bun was walking on the sidewalk with a dozen books in her hands. Dropping droplets of water little by little. It looks like he won’t be able to stop sobbing at any moment.

Ah, I guess I came too early and couldn’t find it.

The girl with the bun walked to a bench on the street, sat down, folded her skirt, and placed the books on her thin thighs. Then he put his face on it and cried loudly.

“Huhhh… ! What should we do with our club… !”

There are so many tears flowing that the cover of the book is soaked. The rain of tears that had been falling little by little had suddenly turned into a storm.

“I think that person is right. Okay, shall we approach?”

“Yes? Are you approaching me?”

“Are you curious? Why are you crying so sadly?”

Actually, I’m trying to connect you with that bun-haired manager.

I grabbed Maria’s wrist and led her to the bun. Then he spoke as cheerfully as possible.

“You look like a senior, but you’re crying so sadly that I can’t just pass you by. What story did you experience?”

chin-.

When I put my hand on her shoulder and said that, the bun-haired person trembled. Her white face was lifted up. Eyes filled with tears turned towards me.

“Black, huh… Who are you… ?”

“I’m a first-year student who entered school a few days ago. But you are a senior, right?”

“Ah, yes! My name is Charlotte and I am the head of the Academy’s reading club! Hmm… .”

The bun-haired girl couldn’t control her crying while speaking. I took out the handkerchief I had prepared in advance in the morning, handed it to her, and naturally sat down next to her.

Maria must have been curious, too, and sat down next to the bun-haired girl like me.

“So, what’s your story? This is also fate, please explain!”

“Ugh… Yeah, yeah… Maybe you can become a new member… .”

The story that followed was like this.

A reading club that was not popular within the academy because it was old-fashioned and boring.

As the manager, Charles, is put in a bad light by a popular third-year senior, people begin to increasingly avoid the club.

In the end, even the two original club members left.

The number of new students who used to come in once or twice a year is not coming in at all.

Charles, who is in his third year this year, can no longer remain in the club because he has to prepare for employment and graduation.

Ultimately, the club was in danger of being shut down. Charles, who had a lot of affection for the club, burst into tears.

After hearing the whole story, Maria hugged Charles and deeply sympathized with him. To be honest, I didn’t feel anything, but I had to pretend to empathize, so I patted her sobbing shoulder.

“Huh… This club is truly like a friend to me… Such a club is being closed down… .”

“Gosh, you must be really sad. Come on, cry as much as you want.”

“Hwaaa… !”

The bun-haired girl cried wildly while being held in the arms of her junior, who was two years younger than her. Maria stroked her back gently.

Wow, I can’t believe you’re that warm even to someone you just met for the first time. After all, Maria is Maria. It must have been like that when the saintess embraced me at the Tower of Babel in my past life.

I feel well. Maria is nice to people other than me. You can think of it as jealousy.

Did Mary, who was crucified for the past 500 years, feel this way? Whatever it is, it’s not a very good feeling.

“Okay then, senior! How about doing it like this?”

“Ugh, uhm… ?”

So, I shouted. I don’t want someone other than me to be in Maria’s arms.

“I’m joining that reading club! There was no place to go anyway. What do you think, Maria? Is this a good method?”

“Well, is that really true? Is that okay? You too could be stigmatized by a third-year senior who hates me… .”

“Ah, it’s okay. Something like that.”

It wasn’t something that was originally planned. Maria said she would join the club first, and the goal was for me to follow her in.

But my thoughts changed. Because I don’t like seeing Maria with her hair in a bun. I need to take it off quickly.

“Well, I’ll join too! If Mr. Evans joins… !”

“Really? You, both of you… ? It’ll be okay though… ?”

“The club did not disappear naturally, but was treated unfairly by an unknown third-year senior. I learned that the medical association is about helping people like that.”

Wow, chivalry! This is what the saint told me about on the third day at the Tower of Babel. I heard that from the little girl Maria.

“You… ! You will definitely be blessed! I’ll help you a lot!”

The bun-head shouted in excitement. The reddened eyes are filled with joy, not sadness.

“Okay, then let’s go to the library. Is that okay?”

“Of course! Because now you are members! I’ll even finish the application! Oh… What is your name?”

“My name is Evans. Evans Grant. This girl’s name here is Maria.”

“I see. okay. I will do all the applications without you having any trouble… Now, just a moment. what? Maria? Are you talking about the freshman saint?”

“Haha… You don’t have to lift it too much. I’m not the type of person who would listen to my seniors call me ‘nim’. Just treat me comfortably.”

The girl with the bun hair was astonished when she realized Maria’s identity. No matter how much of a third-year student she is, the value of being called ‘Saint of the Holy Church’ seems to be great.

“Thank you so much… As the saying goes, she is a very good saint… .”

“What. In fact, Mr. Evans is even more amazing because he made the suggestion first. Right? Mr. Evans?”

Maria showed a bright smile to Bun-Hair, who repeatedly expressed her sincere gratitude. It’s a smile like the scent of spring that makes you feel good when you see it.