My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

New Year's festival, last day. That afternoon.

In the chapel of the Temple of Savaivo was overflowing with mothers and fathers with babies born this year.

In the Kingdom of Largofiri, neonatal mortality is never low. No matter what immature child you are born with, you have a good chance of growing up safely unlike modern Japan.

For this reason, it is an important act for parents wishing for the safe growth of their children to pray to the Savaive God every day so that my child may grow up healthy.

And today. It would also be inexorable for parents with babies to gather there because the supreme priest of that Savaivist denomination, not so much a nobleman as a common man, would give us the protection of the Savaivian God indefinitely.

Nevertheless, it is not that the Supreme Priest uses any magic. Simply pray to God for the growth of the children, and God bless each child from hand to hand. That's just the ritual.

Still, there can be no parent in my child who would not wish the blessing of Savaive God, and many parents were pushing him with my son to the Temple of Savaive.

Some of them are not babies, but pregnant women with big bellies. May the child be born well, he seeks the protection of God, which is sent down by the High Priest.

Eventually, Giuseppe Chrysoprese, the supreme priest of the Savaivist Church, appeared in the chapel.

A luxurious liturgical clergy garment made with plenty of golden silver yarn. In his hands he has a tin wand that manifests the position of Supreme Priest, and walking around in majesty is just as prestigious.

In the appearance of the Supreme Priest, which is usually hard to see, the gathered people shut their mouths naturally and offer their heads deeply.

Behind that supreme priest are several priests, also dressed in liturgical cleric clothing, following. Among them is the figure of the famous Virgin, whose face shines when those gathered in the chapel obtain greater protection in today's ritual.

And Giuseppe, rising to the altar of the chapel, proclaimed the start of the ritual with a good voice.

As the solemn ritual proceeded, Calcedonia looked strangely inside the chapel.

Everywhere in the chapel you can see armed cleric warriors. But that's not surprising. Because it is only natural that there should be more cleric warriors of security than Giuseppe, the Supreme Priest, here during such rituals.

She was wondering because there was no sign of Tatsumi in it.

When we had lunch together at noon, he did look armed as a cleric warrior. I was looking around the city in the morning, so I guess that's natural too. Bath, who looked around with him, was still equally armed.

And Tatsumi also said that Giuseppe asked me to help with this ritual. Because of this, Calcedonia just thought Tatsumi was being driven out by security.

(... Sir, where are you?

While in the middle of the ritual, her eyes continue to search for Tatsumi's appearance.

Calcedonian gaze wandering through the chapel fluttering.

"Oh hon."

And, next to her, the high priest of Yaya Song coughs up. Of course, to watch out for restless calcedonia.

Calcedonia hastily switches consciousness and tries to concentrate on rituals.

But in terms of results, it didn't succeed.

Because I've found someone in the crowd who's not supposed to be here.

"Ah. Calse, I think I noticed the Atashi"

Jadok, the owner of sharp vision, did see Calcedonia on the stage opening her eyes.

"Woof. I'm surprised, I'm surprised. Why do you think you're here?"

"You know, Jaddock. 'How come you're here' is also how I feel?

Mille looks around with her mouth pointed.

There are many young couples with babies around them. Clearly, we would be quite out of place for ourselves to be unmarried and have no children.

Those around us now sometimes look at us surprised.

"... Could Calse be mistaken that I'm pregnant?

When the possibilities are great, bumps and squeaks mill il.

"So? Why did you pull me here? Can you tell me why it's time?

"Actually, Tatsumi asked me to. You want Atashi and Mir 'il to come to this ritual."

"Tatsumi? Why? Is Jaddock asking you anything?

"Yeah, I'm listening. But now hi mi tsu. You'll find out soon enough, so just wait a little longer."

Bachi, and one of the four eyes, Jaddock, let it be cleverly closed.

And when they were doing that, I heard a familiar voice from behind.

"Ah, Mr. Jaddock and Mr. Mille!? Why are you two here?

If you were called by name and looked back, there was Nanu, an employee of [Elf's Lounge Pavilion], and the figure of his lover, Bath.

"Oh, you guys... that doesn't mean we're both here..."

Mille's gaze is directed toward the abdomen of a small Nanu. I don't even have to explain what her gaze is prying at.

"No, I'm not. We were called by Tatsumi too."

"Huh? You guys in Tatsumi too?

Bath and Jaddock, who know why they were called, nod at each other with a meaningful grin.

But Nanu and Mille, who don't know why, just look strange to each other.

With those feelings in the margins, the ritual of blessing to the newborn was at the end.

When Jaddock and Mille, and Bath and Nanu were in conversation.

Some of the same chapels looked like jolts.

Next to that jolt, there is also Gail, who has only a sword on his hips in his plain clothes.

Gail felt itchy with an ointmented cloth on his face, or he caressed his face indefinitely.

"It's okay, Gail? You were hurt pretty bad, weren't you?

"Den...... no, Master Jolt. If you are injured, I have been treated by the shrine I was packing at the match venue, so I am fine now..."

"Then why are you so restless?

"Oh, that's..."

Nothing. Yesterday, Gail made a big deal out of letting Tatsumi win the game of riding spears, but he lightly lost the first game of the main game, making it difficult for Tatsumi and I to meet each other in the face.

"More than that, what's going to happen... you're asking, aren't you?

"Ha... Captain Tawlord has asked me..."

"Then I need to see my friend's big battle through."

"Oh, right. Except I lost the spear riding match and the big battle for Tatsumi."

"Well, it must be a big battle, but it's a big battle with almost visible results,"

"You're the one on the left."

Two people laughing fun.

But they weren't aware of it at this time.

In this chapel of just couples with children and pregnant women, how floating are the pair of young people and boys who smile with pleasure.

The mothers who were near them, secretly pushing their relationship against evil.

Let's just say we're both lucky we didn't realize that.

"─ Savaivo, God's blessing will not illuminate the future of this man."

Whimpering the words of prayer, God bless Giuseppe by touching the forehead of the baby held by her mother with her fingertips immersed in the water she sanctified.

The parents of the baby, whose present baby is the last one of the day and who was blessed by the Supreme Priest, happily tried to leave the chapel behind.

But the Supreme Priest, who had finished the ritual, suddenly began to say the words, so the people who packed them into the chapel stopped to see what was going on.

"This is the end of today's ritual, but I still have a few things to do. Those who have time, if possible, want us to stay here often now."

Nor can we ignore the words of the Supreme Priest of the Savive Church, and the parents and children who remain in the chapel deliberately exchange words with those who are nearby.

And that was not only the parents and children gathered here, but also the priests who refrained behind Giuseppe.

"Hey, did you hear about these plans from under?

"No, I haven't heard..."

"Lord Calcedonia. Why don't you ask me something better than that?

"Yes, no, I have nothing from your grandfather either..."

Calcedonia, who had a small metal jar with sanctified water used for the ritual and refrained behind Giuseppe, was asked more than the High Priest who was nearby but just shook his neck to the side.

In fact, she hasn't been heard anything, so naturally.

Giuseppe's mouth continued even while the priests, starting with Calcedonia, were baffled.

"As we all know, my Savaive God is the God of abundance, the God of the Son, and at the same time the patron saint of marriage. This time, a certain young man made one offer. The young man has an important woman, and he wants to tell her what's important here today."

Giuseppe's voice reaches every corner of the chapel. One of the priests behind him is delivering his voice farther away with the magic of the Wind lineage.

"As the supreme priest of the Savaive God... no, as one of the priests serving the Savaive God, I decided to push the back of that young man to do it. Calcedonia Chrysoprese."

"Ha, ha!!"

Calcedonia is suddenly called by name and surprised by all the jumping up.

"Come here."

He is invited by his grandfather and supreme priest, Giuseppe, to walk beside Giuseppe without much understanding.

At that time, she would also be perplexed by the fact that she remains holding a sanctified watered bamboo in her hand.

"Well... it's time for that young man to come here"

When Giuseppe sent the signal, the cleric warriors, who had refrained from entering and exiting the chapel, opened the door.

A large number of parents and children who were in the chapel, officials of the Temple of Savaivo, and some of the extreme who knew what was about to happen, turn their gaze towards the door that was opened simultaneously.

And.

Beyond the door stood a young man.

The young man wore a white costume he had never seen, but his face is bright red in contrast.

"Huh? Huh? So, what...?

Calcedonia, who found it to be Tatsumi, looks at it unexpectedly.

The clothes of a design I had never seen - Tatsumi in a white tuxedo - stepped out toward the stage with Giuseppe and Calcedonia.

As he progresses, the people who cling to the chapel pave the way as if to show where he was going.

Along the way, Tatsumi indicated her readiness by nodding, realizing that the seers were sticking out their thumbs, cheering me just to move their mouths, and staring at me again.

Tatsumi, led up on the stage by Giuseppe, stands in front of a certain figure with a bright red face.

That, of course.

"Uh... sir? What the hell..."

I still don't know what's going on, in front of grated Calcedonia.

"Or Calcedonia Chrysoprese!

Remains a bright red face. But look straight through Calcedonia's eyes.

Tatsumi unleashes words that determine her own destiny while a large number of people are quiet.

"Oh me and...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

shah.

A small metal noise echoes in the chapel.

It was the sound of a sanctified, watered bamboo crashing against the floor of the chapel, removed by Calcedonia.