episode_0398

Since I entered this world, I have lived under many gazes. In a hatred so stinging that even I, who is almost oblivious, can feel it.

I don’t know if it was because I lived under such direct gaze from the mansion to the academy, but eventually I was able to feel a certain amount of emotion from people’s gaze.

For example, most of the people in the art church who are looking at me right now are showing heat in their eyes.

Just like the perverted apostle and the perverts I saw on the street not long ago, they are trying to engrave me as a person in their minds even a little more.

But now this old man was different. This old man tried to imitate people from other art denominations, but could not match the madness contained within.

It was the same even when I openly criticized it. This person was frowning while other members of the church were trying to hear my voice.

Convinced through these two facts that this person was not a member of the Arts Order, I lifted up the divinity and held it in my eyes.

Previously, on the anniversary of Mira’s death, the newly blossomed divinity immediately followed my wishes and showed me the energy lurking within the old man.

An unsettling energy lurking beneath the divinity of harmony possessed by the people of the Arts Church.

I hid it so well that no one noticed me, but they couldn’t fool me.

I am the apostle of the main god and the antagonist of the evil spirit.

After realizing the other person’s identity, I immediately tried to reveal what was hidden behind it, but then a funny thought occurred to me and I raised the corners of my mouth.

There is no problem even if I expose that guy’s identity directly. Because the perverted apostle will not doubt my words. It won’t be difficult to find out that this guy worships an evil spirit.

But… If things go that way, you’ll give that idiot a lot of room to make a fuss.

It’s obvious even if you don’t look at it. Who are you to doubt me? A bitch who spreads all kinds of bad rumors and tries to harass innocent people. If you waste time by making all kinds of fuss, you will meet an ugly end.

So, let’s make him say out of his own mouth that he is a fake. It makes them lose their reason in anger and rush to me.

I calmed my expression as I approached the old man.

“Over there. excuse me. grandfather. There’s one thing I’d like to ask.”

“…Yes?”

The old man, seeing my innocent expression, asked me a question, as if he didn’t know why I had come to see him.

“Why are you looking at me with such disgusting eyes when you can’t even stand?”

But that was only for a moment. As soon as he started talking, his face turned red.

The anger on the old man’s frowning face was so brutal that it made many young children cry, but unfortunately, it did not intimidate me in the slightest.

What his anger brought me was actually the exhilaration and joy that Mesugaki skill brings.

okay. This is it. It’s fun to tease something if you see it bouncing when you touch it.

It’s been a while since I met a fun toy, and I continued talking while giggling.

“Why are you frowning?♡ Even if you apply a lot of strength, the dead thing won’t come back to life, right?♡”

“…You are arrogant and arrogant, and you have no dignity.”

“Ah!♡ Is it really that bad?♡ Ugh♡ I’m sorry~♡ I didn’t notice it at all~♡ I made a mistake~♡”

Is it because the level of words was strong? The faces of the church members who were listening to my voice became dumbfounded, but I did not stop.

“Are you angry?♡ Do you want to scold me?♡ Try it♡ I wonder what a grandpa with such a poor body and mind can do♡”

As I was putting my face up as if to hit him, I saw the old man extend his clenched fist.

His fists were stronger than you can imagine from the small wrinkles, but from my perspective, they were just clumsy.

Arthur, who exploded after being teased, seems to be more threatening when he randomly swings his fists while asking for someone to hit him with just one honey chestnut.

I easily grabbed the old man’s fist and gradually added strength between my knuckles.

The old man, unable to bear the pain of twisting his grip, sat down on the floor and screamed.

“Are you that happy that I held your hand?♡ You kneel down to express your gratitude♡”

“This… bitch!…”

“Hahahaha♡ I know this is my first time holding hands with a woman, but it still feels a bit disgusting♡ I feel like throwing up♡”

“Lady Aln! That’s enough! No matter how much it is you!…”

The cult leader, who barely came to his senses, shouted to stop me, and at the same time, the follower of the evil spirit took off his mask and brought up his original power.

After the divine harmony of the Arts Order disappeared, what took its place was emptiness.

The energy that can become anything because it is nothing. Something that exists because it doesn’t exist.

The evil god’s follower tried to invade me with his energy, but it was impossible.

Because the divinity of my main god filled the emptiness of my followers with light.

Seeing the follower’s pale expression as if he sensed the difference in class between me and him, I laughed out loud.

“You’re pathetic~♡ You can’t control your emotions~♡ Your acting is poor~♡ You’re so weak that you get overwhelmed by a tiny girl~♡ You’re such a sloppy eunuch that you can’t even stand up properly♡ Why on earth do you live?♡”

“Fuck… Sigh!”

The old man was about to pour out his anger with his red-faced face, but before he could, the top of my foot touched the bridge of his nose.

The old man, who was rolling on the floor with the cheerful sound of bones breaking, hit the wall, stopped, flinched several times, and then lost consciousness.

As the old man faints, the power that had been hiding his identity is released and his true self is revealed. Hidden beneath the old man’s skin was a man who appeared to be in his mid-twenties at most.

“…what is this.”

“What is it? Your level of denomination is low enough to be fooled by such a shabby idiot.”

After hitting the leader like a gun, I came out of the meeting room while humming.

It feels good to play with fun toys after a long time. I feel like my stress has completely melted away.

‘…What’s wrong? grandfather?’

When I heard my grandfather’s voice being stricter than ever, I stopped humming and looked at him.

‘uh. that is.’

What did I do wrong just now? It seems a bit emotional, but the result was good anyway.

I prevented the Arts Church from falling into a trap and even found the evil god’s followers who had infiltrated it. ah. if.

‘Are you talking about approaching a follower of an evil spirit without caution?’

‘…uh. Then what is it? ‘I really don’t know.’

After hearing my grandfather’s lamentable sigh, I inadvertently shrugged my shoulders. When Carl and Erin saw him, they asked me what was wrong, so I shook my head, answered that it was nothing, and quickly walked towards the living room.

‘…ah. Is it that way?’

‘no. what. ‘Has it been a day or two since I’ve been talking like that?’

It’s been more than once or twice that I’ve uttered harsh words when provoking my opponent, and now I’m pointing it out.

‘More than anything, I end up saying things like that even if I don’t want to.’

‘I felt like doing that would upset the other person.’

The grandfather’s nagging continued endlessly, as if he truly took this seriously.

Of course, I didn’t listen to that seriously. Lucy’s culture and dignity were destroyed before I even set foot in this world.

It would be impossible to restore this as long as I had the Mesugaki skill, so what could I do if I listened to my grandfather’s nagging seriously?

*

The Perverted Apostle returned before his grandfather’s nagging ended, and his face was filled with sadness.

It was obvious what the source of that sadness was. It must be a lament for an old man who lost his body to the followers of an evil god.

The Perverted Apostle tried to hide his heavy heart with a smile and told me what happened in the conference room after I left.

“Thanks to you, things went well. The follower of that evil god was the one who pushed for this incident more actively than anyone else.”

As I revealed the identity of the follower, public opinion shifted to one side, and the plan made by the Arts Church was abandoned.

“Instead, we decided to crack down on the inside of the denomination. Because there may be another infiltrator.”

The Perverted Apostle who spoke up to that point expressed his gratitude to me with a serious expression on his face, unlike any other time.

“Thank you so much. Youngae. If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have even noticed that someone had come between us. I wouldn’t have been able to pray for Bishop Yurik’s soul.”

The perverted apostle, who continued talking with his head down, asked me to tell him anything I wanted.

He said he wanted to somehow repay the favor to me, the benefactor of the church.

After hearing that story, I opened my mouth without thinking much.

“First, tell poor Erin about the technique you created by gathering your perverted nature. It’s already crappy, but my self-esteem has hit rock bottom and I’m so pathetic that I can’t even laugh.”

“If Erin wishes, I would be happy to do so.”

“And do it now like you did at the end-of-semester party. Your touch is disgusting and disgusting, but I will especially tolerate it.”

“It is an honor. I would be happy to do so.”

“Lastly, let me tell the story to that poor old man who was attacked by the evil spirit. I want to say something to the idiot who lost to such a bastard.”

After hearing my last request, the Perverted Apostle suddenly raised his head, looked me in the eye, and bit his lip with his eyes turning red.

“Prete. In the name of the Goddess, I will do whatever it takes to ensure that your voice reaches Bishop Yurik. We will make sure that the condolences of a daughter of supreme beauty will resolve Bishop Yurik’s vengeful spirit!”

I turned my head away without answering the perverted apostle.

Then, behind my eyes, I heard the sound of tears falling.