Mom is my constellation

"…… what am I supposed to do to get out of this damn situation?"

[I can't see the answer, so I advise you to just give it up!]

"No, this is my sacred place!" "

I took a wooden bench and filled my mouth with blood.

The blood that he vomited, because he had fallen on his head, wetted his face.

It must mean that poison that has infiltrated to death is playing my part.

As soon as I entered the Sakaman cavity, which I could not see in front of me, I was locked in a poisonous fog without my knowledge of English.

And when I woke up, I saw this ridiculous situation unfolding.

Let's go.

I certainly don't remember any of these reports from the investigators.

Even if he falls back, he breaks his nose.

That's why I asked for SOS from the Sgt.

[In the future, 'Swordsman' will be silent to sign a better contract with the Holy Spirit!]

Crazy.

It's my fault I've been such a saint for my whole life.

I can throw you a skill or an item that can decipher something, but I'm talking nonsense.

No, if there's no way, just die. Is this your advice to the Holy Father?

"Argh...!"

Blood was shot in the head, and as my heart tightened, I burst out in vain.

I had vertigo along with a tearing fist.

At some point I realized that blood was flowing from my ears and nose.

Is it true that the black blood that seemed to come out of the anvil is actually coming?

He's paralyzed.

My whole body is stiff, so I can't crawl to the entrance of the cavity.

"Ah…."

Now, I feel a little real.

I have a 0% chance of getting out of here.

Death.

The weight of that short word builds a body that cools down like lead.

I was afraid of tears as my consciousness was blurred.

I think it is my grave in this cold cave that no one will listen to a will, so I am unfair and insane.

.. By the way.

That fucking Swordsman.

This son of a bitch really won't help you till the end.

"Yay...! A new cook who's gonna tear you to death!?"

I decided at the last moment to pour out a lust instead of a will.

If you live your whole life, you roll your 'surrogate', and you're a little grumpy, and you just throw it away like a dedication toward that fucking Holy Child.

"Hey, you bastard! And you're my holy place?! Can you hear me? Huh?! Then spit it out! I'm just gonna stitch up a mouth that doesn't know how to spit shit out!"

One sentence, every time I spit one day, blood spills out of my mouth like a leaking faucet.

What do you care? I'm gonna die anyway, and if I spill a few more drops of blood, it's not gonna change.

We'd rather not be stressed until the end.

I set a stop towards the ceiling where Changcheon would spread out beyond.

"A little kid throws a few of his usual rattails, and he's gross, and at the crucial moment, what? I can't see the answer, so why don't you just give it up? How did you live with that? Home-education self-study."

In my mouth, it pops out like a fabulous padlip that I would never have done.

No, I tried to pop out.

[The new Holy Place puts a taboo on the representative's language activities!]

Even if the vocal cords were broken, I couldn't spit out the bigotry that had come up to my neck and milk.

That son of a bitch. Now cross the line very openly..

"……."

No, wait.

- What? What?

... The new Holy Place?

So far, none of the other saints have sent a message but the sergeant.

But this...

[To whom do I stop now so ungratefully?]]

What the hell is that?

When I was preoccupied with chaos,

The biceps!

"……!"

My heart is pounding.

* * *

"Argh?!"

I woke up seizing. I beat like my heart was about to explode.

I stomped my chest reflexively.

"Huh? Huh?"

I was surprised that my heart was pounding. Oh, yeah.

For some reason, I was alive.

It didn't stop there, and when I realized that this was my room, I was amazed and scared.

"No way...."

I opened my smartphone directly next to the pillow to confirm the date.

September 1, 2025

Unless you remember it wrong.

It is the date when I first felt the existence of the Holy Spirit and awakened.

I don't even know if it's a dream or a dream right now, but this murmuring came out of my mouth.

"Did you regress?"

[Answer that the newly joined Holy Spirit is the first and correct person to greet.]

A translucent holographic window that rises with an unannounced ticking sound and covers the field of view.

The same form, the same typeface that always comes to mind when the Holy Spirit sends a doctor.

I was sure.

That I came back three years ago.

Of course, it doesn't make you feel this nervous.

The first thing I did when I was sitting in bed for about a minute was spit out my lust.

"You're the Swordsman, aren't you?"

The Holy See replied confidently to the question whether it had just returned.

That means he knows what I'm in right now.

So you know very well why I start with all the insults, right?

"Get out of here, you friggin 'prick! I don't want to mix words with you! It's a refund! Get someone else! If I had spent the rest of my life with you, I would have regained consciousness and died of cancer."

[The newly joined Holy See says he is not a Swordsman!]

"... Ah."

The silence flowed.

As I stared at the hologram with my frozen eyes, I coughed.

"Hmm, I'm sorry. If you'll excuse me, I don't know. I'm sorry."

You have to admit it, even if it looks rude.

Sponsorship of the Holy Spirit is almost essential in order for monsters to survive in a world of fantasy.

And the holy places are all moody as one, and if you act disturbingly, your patronage will be reduced, or your patronage will fall on lousy loaves of bread.

It was for this reason that I flew it to the Swordsman only because it was time for me to die.

[Smile because the newly joined Holy Place may be fine.]

Oh, my God.

He seems to be a bit of a good character. If it was a Swordsman, it would have come out this way.

Wide inside means it's relatively easy to cheat.

I had a positive first impression of the newly joined Holy Place.

[By the way, if you wake up, the new saint rebukes you as a dog from the blanket!]

[The newly joined Holy See adds that the first step in life should not be cluttered!]

[But what a pigsty house!]

…….

Am I mistaken?

Something, I think you are a bit grumpy..

However, the Swordsman never tackled my privacy.

String! String! String!

In addition to that, the holographic window came to mind in a crazy way, afflicting my eyes and ears.

No, no, no. No, it gets confused.

Stop! Stop it!

I couldn't have said... I asked with a cold sweat.

"But I wonder if the Holy One who chose me... is not the Holy One. How do you feel about the star?"

The Holy Spirit does not reveal its true name. However, it only implies a statement through the asterisk in the form of a sentence.

Swordsman, he'll have a name, too, but it's just like being called Swordsman.

At this time, a hologram appeared.

[The new saint smiles furiously as to what the star is between us!]

No, so you're gonna tell me the truth?

You can't keep calling it "the new holy place."

[You shouldn't be doing this, but you're the exception, "smiles the newly joined Holy Spirit.]

[Your newly joined Holy Spirit will quickly modify the 'Alert System'!]

[The name of the Holy Place will be modified!]

[Representative's name will be modified!]

When I was in a storm of relentless renewed alerts,

String!

A holographic window, much bigger than usual, blew out other alerts and appeared before my eyes.

[Holy Grail, SeongHyun-sook is sponsoring our son!]]

[Sponsorship List: Breakfast Package (Korean)]

"……."

Uh, I'm sorry.

Mom? Mom?