Winter in the capital
"...!"
The big open Saint looked at me with a completely reddish face. I'm almost pressing on the Saint's body with my body.
I couldn't help but touch the yard that caught me trying to fall.
"Huh.. Ah..? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"
I immediately put the bottle on the table and came down from the Saint's table as if I were pushing it. It's time to go back. If I had to see more, it would just end with some weird noises.
No more meals are meaningless in the courtyard where the Saint is like this.
Let's send it back.
"Look, Saint. You drank too much now. Is that why you're here? He's about to fall. He can't even get there. I'm done drinking. Do you understand?"
I stood here and said to the Saint who was still lying still.
"..."
But it's unresponsive.
I was going to go right in between the couch and the table and check my face as soon as I lay down.
"Saint? Are you asleep?"
"Argh! That...!"
The eye-catching Saint was astonished and raised his torso.
- Scream.
Brassiere was exposed again, as the clothes that had been cleaned were shattered. I'm glad I'm used to women. I wouldn't have come to my senses if I hadn't.
"Yes, Saint? Are you all right?"
But it looks a little bad right now.
"I mean..."
I still open my mouth with a red face on my question.
Is this a growing intoxication?
"... well, I'll be back soon."
Then he stuttered a little and said, No, he's not drunk, he's coming back sane. I might have come back a little and thought about going back.
It's a good thing.
"Yes, you should. But you're okay, aren't you? Hot or dizzy or something. Nothing like that?"
Once I reached out to see if I could keep myself together.
"Now, wait a minute. Too close... aah!"
- Splashing.
"Ouch."
The Saint who put out my hand got up.
Can you stand?
If I couldn't move, I almost carried it.
"I... No, I didn't mean to..."
But the Saint didn't seem to know what to do. He reached out to me with a shaken eye, shook his head once more.
- Another angle. Another angle.
Suddenly I walked to the door with a quick step.
What, are you trying to get out of there?
Now, that dress was just falling back into a similar state of struggle.
"No, Saint. What are you doing out there?"
You're a total jerk.
It is clear that if a woman named Saint goes out like that, there will be a religious catastrophe. Perhaps armed paladins will be scattered all over the world. That should never happen.
I chased after the Saint who was about to walk toward the door and grabbed his wrist.
"You really took it. If you leave like this, you're gonna get laid, okay?"
"Argh...!"
"First put some clothes on."
"Ah... I see, this hand...!"
I'm not abducting anything. I'm trying to take my hand off it. I can't keep up with my attitude right now. Until now, I said it high pressure.How did my judgment come back because I almost fell?
It seems overly anxious.
"What, did you suddenly lose your mind? First, you need to get dressed properly."
"..."
I immediately pulled my wrist and put the Saint back on the couch and brought the coat and veil that was open there. The white coat was quite large. Large enough to cover all the shoulders to calves, and wide enough.
The veil was so long that it could almost cover his face.
"..."
The Saint was suddenly silent. I am even slightly shaking my head with a slightly uneasy attitude after closing my mouth.
I really don't know why this is happening.
"Saint. You're going to die wearing this. Do you understand?"
"..."
Stay still.
I had no choice but to set up the Saint myself, then put on a coat and put on a veil. From this point of view, more than 90% of the identity is obscured.
We'll have to evacuate until this happens.
"So you're leaving now?"
"..."
It was unfortunate that the Eucharist was placed on the table, but I can't help it today. I immediately escorted the Saint out the door.
- Yikes.
That was when the door was closed.
"Ho..."
The Saint who was shaking his head opened his mouth.
"Yes?"
"I'm going alone... Faladin should go back first..."
You're going alone?
"No, you go alone. I know you're in bad shape right now."
"Bo, this Saint is fine... so don't mind..."
Drunk people say they're okay.
"Don't be ridiculous. What, are you going alone? I can't go alone. If you don't move, you can just carry it."
"So... I'm saying it's okay..."
"Ugh."
Let's go down to the first floor.
- Hot rocks.
"Argh...!"
I immediately took hold of the Saint's wrist and walked.
"Let's go. I'll give you a lesson."
"Oh, no! It's okay! You can go by yourself, so give me this hand...!"
But you usually show your guts like nothing, and you react too sensitively. At that moment, I thought about what I did wrong.
"Saint? Did I do something inhuman?"
"It's not like that... it's just a little..."
"Can you stand? Are you ashamed to walk with me?!!!"
"No! It's never like that...!"
"Then why are you doing this? Like I said, I'm not a volcano, I'm a faithful paladin!"
"..."
"So believe me. I'll take you there. Do you think I'm going to do anything?"
Anyway, as I tried to move again, the Saint shouted in a loud voice.
"I know Paladin's consideration, but!!!"
"Ugh."
What do you mean by that?
"Stop for a second...!"
"Yes?"
I feel like I'm trying to squeeze my voice. The red-faced Saint seems to be unable to feel restless with a slight retreat of her hips.
"..."
The thighs move like fine vibrations.
"..."
There was a brief silence.
Oh, yeah.
I realized one thing before I said it. As soon as I realized it, I quietly closed my eyes and sat in the chair next to me.
.. The Saint drank too much.
I dragged seven bottles into Straight... It's urgent.
"..."
The sound of Saint's feet went away. To some extent, the door of the bathroom opened, and let's wait a little longer.
- Another angle, another angle.
The footsteps are getting closer.
"..."
I stood up without a word.
The Saint's face was restored to normal. And the usual coldness and gapless impression returned to normal.
A calm attitude there.
"..."
We came down to the first floor of the restaurant without a word. Coming down, I put down the key I received at the counter. Then I stood beside the Saint and went out.
- Saaah.
The winter cold touched my skin when I went outside. It felt very cool. I really like the temperature even during the day.
"... Saint."
I called the Saint heavily.
"... but why."
The Saint also answered heavily.
"I'm going to give you a lesson."
"... sounds natural."
"Can you walk properly?"
After a while, the silent Saint began to walk slowly.
- Another angle, another angle.
It looks like you can walk. Still, it might fall like before, so it sticks right next to her and moves.
- Wheezing!
Throughout the walk, the Saint whispered once and entrusted himself to me. It was a bit difficult to wear a high heel while also drunk. Then I held the Saint's waist once and moved it with a fixation.
How much did he walk in silence like that?
On the other side, I started to see the replacement building.
I saw the Saint walking beside me.
- Stop it.
The Saint also stopped to check the temple building.
"As a result, the paladins were destroyed."
"Yes."
I open my mouth so slowly.
I focused on what she said.
"... the body."
"Body?"
"Your body was quite heavy."
Weight. I haven't really rethought it, but I've been feeling pretty blown up lately. The muscle-filled body is inevitably heavy.
"Yes, I do."
"As you can see, I usually train very hard."
"I always work hard on my day off."
What the hell is this nonsense about?
I can't see my face right now because I'm one step behind.
"Very good attitude. Well... I saw a little blurry today, but somehow I knew that Paladin was innocent."
The Saint, who spoke in the same tone as usual, walked past me.
"So go in and rest. I'll let you break up."
"Oh, yes. Go in well."
- Another angle, another angle.
The Saint's back was so far away. The walk was twice as fast as the pace I had walked with me until now. I don't even know if I woke up while I was walking there.
"..."
Something like that.
It was too long a morning.
And the body seemed to be getting hot too.
"Holy shit."
I was so fucking hungry, I couldn't even ask if I'd become an AS armor. Shall we go back to the restaurant and eat what's left?
I probably don't want to be okay now.
I was a little cranky, interrogated, and had no appetite for it, but I found out my innocence in a state of sobriety.
I immediately went back to the restaurant, and I had already eaten.
Fuck Amy.
*
The next day.
"Is Paladin here?"
It happened two days ago, but the Saint's attitude was not the same as before. As soon as he came into the reality of the Saint, he welcomed me in the same manner as usual.
"..."
I looked at the Saint's condition while I was nervous for a moment. That two days ago... are you okay? If I remember correctly, I don't know what I'm going to say.
"Yes... did you get in well that day?"
"..."
When I asked carefully, the Saint paused.
"... I was awake and found myself in bed. It's rare, but I can't remember it properly. Rather, I would like to ask if Paladin is doing well."
"I got in good. At the end, the Saint also taught me."
"Ah, I did. Wait... I don't remember much. Can you explain something to me?"
"Explain?"
"Yes. Maybe the drunken Saint didn't look strange, did he? Rarely do I remember... maybe a little."
Is the film broken?
Rather fortunate.
So I decided to lie in good faith.
"That would be weird. You just got a little restless. Well, he reproached me a little bit for being a volcano. But it was nothing but that."
"..."
The Saint looked me in the eye for a moment.
"... Well, thank goodness."
Then he looked down at the document placed on his desk and replied.
"But in fact, it's rare to remember... a lot of things that are unclear. Didn't Faladin have anything to do with grabbing the Saint's hand?"
I certainly did.
"I just caught you tripping."
"Umm... I see. Yeah, that's it."
- I...
After that, a brief silence descended.
- Hororock.
The Saint inhaled the car for a while.
"Well, let's sit down. I think we should talk about it."
Then the Saint took out another cup and followed the car. I also took the chair and sat across from the Saint.
"Palladin said he gave me a plumbing. I think I should thank you for that. The Saint who saw Seoil was not so strong for drinking... that he didn't look like Bourne."
"It's okay. It was nothing."
Let's put the Saint's strip show to the fire.
"... but aren't you cold?"
"It's not very cold. Why, do you care what Saint Bone looks like?"
The Saint of today was not the same dress as usual, but a summer version of it revealing the skin. No veils, no shoulder lines, no clavicle. And it was an off-shoulder-shaped white outfit that was showing up to the sternum.
"Haha, when I think about it, I went to a pretty bold costume two days ago. So I'm asking, what do you think of that outfit, Palladin?"
The Saint said that he had done a strip-show biscuit in his clothes.
"I think it was very good to see it."
"Yes... is that so."
The Saint who heard my answer smiled.
- Glug.
Then I got up from my seat and came towards me. I got up right away because I wanted to do something.
"Anyway, Paladin's been through a lot."
I wanted to say something, but the Saint gently grabbed my left hand with both hands.
"It's too bad I didn't eat properly. If you have a chance next time, I suggest you treat her again."
"No, you don't have to..."
"The Saint said it because he was uncomfortable. Paladin said he was loyal to the Saint, but he deserved to be treated. You didn't even eat it right that day."
"Yes, I do."
You must be remembering that far.
"Anyway, Saint. What, no news today?"
"Well... I don't think so. Most importantly, the reward for Paladin was not properly arranged, but we can't send the next job."
"Are you?"
Well... I kind of felt this way.
Fortunately, I had a long conversation with a Saint who didn't really remember what he was doing. There was no news outlet, but I could only go home by day.
This is the end of the Vigilante case, right?
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