episode_0131

After the boring 6th and 7th period classes, we regained our freedom. From now on it is free time.

Of course, since it is an academy filled with only model students, free time is not free time. Even during breaks, they pass the time by practicing or solving worksheets.

I wonder why they slept during the swordsmanship class, but since it was a swordsmanship class and the previous one was a physical education class, I understand. You know what to do with that kind of thing.

Anyway, normally, the time after school would have been a time to put effort into each person’s dreams, but today was different. Today is the first day of class after the entrance ceremony.

“Freshmen! Come here! Aren’t you interested in the magic arts club?”

“If you come to the bow club, we will provide snacks every day! Stop by once!”

“Je, this is a pastry club… We too… .”

It is during this time that second and third year seniors try to attract new students to their club. By the way, what is the guy who promotes baking or something like that is thinking when there are competing fields such as magic, swordsmanship, and mana exchange?

Like it. They understand the needs of geeks like me very well. If I hadn’t decided where to go, I would have gone to the baking club.

“Maria, where do you want to go?”

Because the place I am going is where Maria goes. Of course, I know Maria’s destination.

The place she is headed to is the reading club. Because she told me, at the guillotine of a past life. Come to the reading club.

“Me? Umm… I’m not sure yet. Shall we go to the theology club?”

huh?

*****

There is a scene that is stuck in my mind. A scene that is such a powerful experience that it cannot be forgotten even after repeated moments in one’s life.

For me, the guillotine was that kind of scene.

The dusk was slowly setting, the red and bright yellow colors unique to the sunset, and the razor-blue blade of the guillotine reflecting the light.

Imperial Square.

And, Saint Mary, who hanged herself on the guillotine side by side with me.

[To Eden Academy’s reading club.]

Even thinking about it again, it was a very dreamy moment. There haven’t been many such dramatic moments in my life.

At the moment before death, there was a fantastic event where the world suddenly turned white and the axis of time was distorted.

Because of this, I clearly remember the words Maria said at that moment. He told me to come to the reading club at Eden Academy because he would definitely educate me.

But why?

Why doesn’t girl Maria have a book club in mind? what? Theology club? What kind of nonsense is that?

“Answer me, saint.”

He asked, putting his arm on Maria’s shoulder. For reference, this is a library now, and it is dark outside the window.

“Well, the world is different from my previous life, so I may not be able to give a definite answer.”

In other words, the Mary I am holding close to is the Mary of the night.

“I originally didn’t have a book club in mind. The reason I went there was when I met one person.”

“One person? Who is that?”

“He was the former manager of the reading club. If he disappeared, the book club that no one wanted to join would disappear, so I saw him sitting on the bench and crying, wondering what to do now.”

“Aha, you felt pity when you saw that? As expected, our saint has a soft heart.”

He tapped Maria’s chest. It felt soft and soft.

“I won’t deny that I felt pity, but it wasn’t necessarily because of that.”

“Really? Then why did you join the book club?”

“Just… The atmosphere is nice, right? It is perfect for seeking tranquility, calmness, and stability of mind and body.”

While muttering those words, Maria raised her palm upward and pointed toward the inside of the library. A fragrant scent leaked out from the faint smile on her lips.

“But, aren’t we in a commotion now? Is it okay to do this in the sacred library?”

“The library during the day is a space for reading books, but the library at night is a space for secret relationships.”

“You speak very shadyly. Not like a saint.”

“It was stained by Joker.”

Maria responded as if teasing me. Just as I am influenced by Maria, she is also influenced by me?

For that to be the case, I have changed too much, but Maria has not changed at all.

By the way, as I was sitting next to Maria, I could clearly see her profile. It has a flower-like appearance that others would praise as beautiful, but to me, having already coveted it once, it is just a desirable fruit.

I stared at the slightly flushed cheeks with a lustful gaze. Perhaps sensing my gaze, Maria closed her eyes and lifted her chin to highlight her cheeks.

I didn’t kiss it right away. Instead, he touched Maria’s chin with his thumb and forefinger and whispered darkly.

“The saintess of the Holy Church is begging for a kiss from a demon? Is that okay? Last time I did it on my own, but this time the saint seduced me first?”

“I just closed my eyes, but you took it as fascination, so that means my appearance is to Joker’s taste, right?”

“… It’s like a succubus. Are you trying to become a dream demon instead of a saint?”

“Succubus, right? Only for Joker.”

“… .”

“I am also a woman. That is why she is a saint. A woman who becomes a succubus only for her lover… Isn’t that the best quality for a woman?”

I feel this every time I try to make fun of Maria, but I can never beat Maria at night with words. In the end, I became mute again.

At a loss for words, I placed my lips on Maria’s moist skin as I had originally planned. My greedy tongue invaded the inviolable sanctuary where light rose like a cloud.

side-.

“… Tsk.”

At this point, Maria’s mouth is covered. She focuses her five senses on her cheek, as if enjoying the contact with me as much as possible. I can tell by the change in blood pressure in her skin.

He parted his lips and closed his open mouth. And then it quickly opened again.

“The daytime saint is very easy to talk to. I was dragged here and there as I led.”

“Please look at me cutely. Oh right. Joker, what is this?”

Maria put her hand inside the nun’s robe and pulled out something. What she was holding in her hand was a small notebook.

“Huh? what is that? If you ask me, how do I know?”

“No, I am asking about the contents written in this notebook. This is the window through which the daytime me and the current me have a conversation.”

“Aha, I understand. I was wondering how to share opinions, but that’s what you’re talking about? Wouldn’t that be inefficient? It takes three days to say five words.”

“So, it is often used for the purpose of conveying information rather than conversation. For example, something that happened during the day, or something you had a relationship with. It’s mostly written by my younger self, not me. Most of the time I just read.”

“I guess so. Because Maria, who has a night personality, doesn’t have much to do.”

But why bring it up now? What’s wrong with that?

Maria flipped through her notebook and opened the page that seemed to be the most recent one. A piece of paper with cute letters written on it was fluttering around.

“The above is today’s memo. This is what I wrote down during the day about what happened today.”

“Is the content strange?”

“Hmm… Rather than saying it’s strange, there are some parts I don’t understand. Why on earth did I hit Joker? It says, ‘Learning to punch for the first time was unfamiliar and awkward, but new and amazing.’ What did you teach me as a child?”

Oh, I got caught. I wanted to keep it as a secret just between little Maria and me.

Now that it’s like this, it’s a head-on breakthrough. I blurted out the words without any hesitation.

“You know that, right? A great deal of hardship and adversity awaits us in the future. You may end up fighting for your life. So I’m just telling you how to do it! Even though the Lord’s daughter is implicitly prohibited from using violence, she must protect against necessary evils!”

“… Is that why you taught me to punch? ?”

“Okay, then! Have you heard of Maria? The story of Saint Margherita! He smashed the devil’s pot with a hammer and made the sign of the cross on it! Just because you’re a saint doesn’t mean you can’t commit violence!”

“If we go by that logic, I should beat the Joker in the back of his head right now. You are a demon, right? Inheriting the blood of the devil.”

“… Damn it, there’s really no way to win.”

The girl Maria was somewhat influenced by saying this, but as expected, Bam Maria is not an easy opponent.

I think it would be better to just be honest. If Maria were gentle and generous, she wouldn’t scold me so much.

“It’s no big deal. When we were about to spar, the young saint only put up a shield. When I saw that, I suddenly became curious. I was curious to see the saintess punching.”

“There is nothing more unsuitable for a saint than a woman punching.”

“But, it was attractive. Maria gasping for breath and waving her cute fist. I fell in love with you again while watching that?”

He clenched his fist and threw a jab in the air as if to say, ‘Pangpang’. Maria let out a short sigh.

“Ha… I just don’t understand Joker’s taste in liking things like that.”

“I heard this from Cheonwoong in my past life, and he said I’m actually a pervert.”

“How does Cheonwoong know that?”

“Hmm… Because they were lovers? I even received a marriage proposal.”

“… The only person who is so proud of his relationship with his ex-lover is Joker.”

“It happened in my past life.”

“I was pure even in my past life.”

“So who wants to be pure? Are you proud of being an old maid?”

Maria’s eyebrows narrowed as if she was in a displeased mood. When I saw that, I couldn’t help but giggle.

“Hahaha! Do you know how jealous you are right now? There is nothing more foolish than being jealous of a relationship from a past life!”

“… .”

“Huh? Are you really jealous? I thought the saint’s heart was as broad as the ocean, but when it comes to relationships with women, she becomes petty like an ant! Hahaha!”

Wow, Maria’s expression becomes serious. The more it happens, the more I want to tease him.

“If this continues, Maria’s jealousy will pierce the sky. What if my jealousy gets stronger every day? Look here, girl Maria also wrote it. ‘The feeling of hitting for the first time wasn’t bad,’ he said. ‘I keep thinking about it and my mind feels dull.’”

“It is a virtue to suppress that pleasure… .”

“The child says it feels good, so why are you blocking it? It’s not like you’re harming anyone! I actually feel better when I get hit by Maria. What’s wrong with pursuing each other’s interests? Why are you suppressing that?”

“Stop… .”

“Oh my, looking at that expression paints a picture. Actually, you were jealous of Maria during the day? Because I said I fell in love when I saw Maria punching during the day! But why are you still jealous of yourself? Aren’t you too shady, saintess? ha ha ha! Right? Am I right?”

“… !”

Maria’s face turns bright red. The quiet air becomes heavy. Cold sweat trickles down my sideburns.

What should I do? I think I messed with Yeokrin. No matter how nice Maria is, I don’t think she will get over what I just said. Even in my opinion, it was a remark that crossed the line a bit.

Right now, Maria’s fist was stuck in my solar plexus and she said, ‘Yes, if you like me being so violent, I will do the same to you.’ Even if I hear, ‘Joker, you’re okay with this, right?’, I have nothing to say. Rather, it is cheap even if it is true.

I waited for a reaction, feeling a creeping sense of fear. Would he be really angry? Should I shout out my anger in a serious voice?

“… Joker.”

Kkook-.

However, Maria’s reaction was quite different from what I had imagined.

She slowly buried her face in my arms. Then, he wrapped his thin arms around my waist as if I was being hugged. Her hands clasped behind her back were as tough as locks.

“… is correct. I’m embarrassed, but I’m jealous of myself during the day.”

Maria’s voice was calm, but the emotions contained within it were swirling like a storm. It was a pitiful combination of vagueness and gloom.

“I also want to spend the day with Joker. I want to walk around the academy together and take classes together. I want to concentrate in class, but Joker keeps poking me from behind and I want to feel embarrassed, and I also want to feel the refreshing feelings I get during the day. With Joker.”

The saint did not hit me or scold me. Instead, he just buried his head in my stomach and confessed his true agony in a calm voice.

“You may find me pathetic. Envying my younger self is pathetic, even when I think about it. But what can you do? The mind is not controlled that easily.”

I gently placed my hand on his back and stroked his white hair. A soft, fuzzy sensation touched my skin, as if drizzling rain was damaging the leaves of grass.

“Don’t be too discouraged, saint.”

I said as I hugged her upper body.

“No matter how attractive they are, the only one who can kiss me is a saint, right?”

Then, Maria’s white eyes turned quite gray.

I meant this to comfort you, but why is Maria like this?