My Pet Is a Holy Maiden

The doors and windows are completely closed, in a certain room where only magical lights illuminate the indoors.

In front of Calcedonia, who lowered his hips to the chair, there was a man in the fat middle age who was similarly sitting in the chair with a bump.

The hairline of my forehead recedes tremendously and shines brightly in the magical light that illuminates the indoors.

Plenty of belly turns and two puffy arms and thighs that couldn't beat it. However, they are not directly visible hidden in clothing.

"Guuuuuuu. Come on, take off what you're wearing. No, no."

The cheek flesh also relaxed, shaking whenever the man opened his mouth.

In front of the middle-aged man, Calcedonia slowly opens her clothes as she was told.

Two rich double hills and a smooth abdomen in Calcedonia, dewy as it goes. Calcedonia is also shyly dyeing her cheeks and out of sight of men, but she never tries to hide her body.

Such a Calcedonian appearance. - No, the gaze of a middle-aged man crawls over her dewy body like a lick.

After taking plenty of time to ascertain Calcedonia's body with his eyes, the man next begins to crawl his fingers into that skin. From the abdomen to the chest, sometimes he pushes it up with his fingertips to make sure of its rich chest feel, picks it to make sure of the tension and feel, and carelessly but carefully touches the body of Calcedonia.

"Ho ho... this feeling... this is... guuuuuuuuuuu"

At the fingertips of a man crawling over his body, Calcedonia ties her lips shyly. But there's nothing like rejecting a man's finger, although it makes him look shy.

Her expression now also shows shame, anxiety, and only slight expectations.

Eventually, a man laughs. The sloppy, drooping cheekmeat shivered plumply, and it was a grin that made the beholder somewhat disgusted.

Tatsumi, who put Teena to bed in the futon she had just laid, takes off her clothes on her upper body to see how she was injured.

Teena's white skin and wound dew when she took off her three-piece jacket and vest and also finished taking off the white shirt underneath.

Tatsumi ascertains how the injury is while her torso is only slightly distracted by Teena, who looks like only her underwear and her right arm 'Amarillis'.

As part of his training as a cleric warrior, his diagnosis and treatment of injuries have been tapped into to some extent. In Tatsumi's eyes, it was presumed that her injuries had been stabbed with blades like knives and daggers.

"... the wounds aren't deeper than I thought for the bleeding... this won't lead to fatal injuries"

In the first aid kit, Tatsumi handled the medicine.

Disinfect the wound and press the handkerchief instead of the gauze to secure it with tape.

"In the meantime, that's it," he said. Later... "

Making sure Teena's breathing is stable, Tatsumi hurries to the neighborhood convenience store.

The medicines available in convenience stores are in no way limited, but there can be no pharmacy open at this hour near 11 p.m.

Fortunately, a convenience store was opening right around the corner while Tatsumi was not in Japan, so I rush in there to buy medicines and proper food.

Teena still looks asleep when she returns home with her purchases.

After double-checking the condition of the wound and fixing it with a bandage in exchange for a handkerchief that was seeping blood in the convenience store, I put my T-shirt on the teena and finally exhale.

If it were meant to be, it would be best to call an ambulance. But I was wondering if I could put Teena in an ambulance, Tatsumi.

It's a tina that transcends time rather than space. I did not necessarily enter Japan following formal procedures. I mean, she could be an illegal immigrant right now.

If he is not officially admitted to Japan, Teena, who was transported by ambulance, will be seized by the police after being treated.

Even if Teena gets caught by the police, she's going to get away with it.

"... we'll have to wait for Mr. Teena to regain consciousness and hear the circumstances directly"

As she provided the spare futon to Teena, Tatsumi sat down on her pillow and slowly closed her eyes as she deposited her back on the wall.

"And how was it?

Giuseppe asks the man in front of him with a grin.

Next to that Giuseppe, a well-groomed calcedonia. She was staring at the middle-aged man in front of her looking very anxious.

Asked by Giuseppe, the man gives a somewhat unpleasant grin, like the one he had earlier directed at Calcedonia, as he sifted through his round, fat body.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I can't say for sure yet... but I was wondering if that's likely."

"Oh... right... right... eh!!"

To the man's response, Giuseppe slaps himself on the knee with less pleasure. Calcedonia is also turning away from the uneasy look of earlier, reddening her cheeks with joy.

"Jurg. As you know..."

"I won't keep this a secret for a while...... it is. Guuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

The man, known as Jurg, is one of the High Priests of the Temple of Savaivo and the Chief Officer of the Temple's Therapeutic Department. In other words, for Calcedonia, he is the person who hits his direct supervisor.

Behind his ugly, fat appearance and somewhere unpleasant tone, he is such a famous doctor that he is told that there is no one in line even within the Kingdom of Largofili in medical technology and medical knowledge that he does not rely on magic, and his character is serious and Giuseppe's trust is serious.

"Gufu, about Mr. and Mrs. Calse. Ha, I heard from you earlier. And about the person who looks just like you... I don't know if I can keep this story between the least of you."

In a strangely prolonged and unique tone, Jurg laughs.

He is a famous doctor with no one in line and a high position in the temple, but his biggest drawback would be that he would be greatly misunderstood from the outside.

He is a warm, serious and enthusiastic person for his duties, but because of his round, fat shape and unique tone, he is misled by the "weird direction" of being the first person to meet him.

He also cared and tried to correct it many times in the past, but he really couldn't do that. Now he's totally giving up.

But there is no doubt that he is a trustworthy figure, both as a doctor and as a cleric, and Giuseppe summoned him to his mansion without straying. And I left Calcedonia to you.

"If this happens, I really need my son-in-law to come home."

"Yes... your husband... my husband will definitely come back to me... ugh!!"

Giuseppe nodded again and again with her beloved adoptive daughter, looking out the window of her chamber.

Even today the sky of Levantis is covered in leaded clouds.

"... it's going to snow real soon..."

The next morning. When Tatsumi woke up, Teena's consciousness was also recovering.

"No, Mr. Teena!! I noticed that!?"

"No, I'm really sorry. Looks like you've been completely taken care of."

To Tatsumi, who opened her eyes, Teena smiles weakly as she lays down in a futon.

"Can I eat something? Even so, it's only about the porridge in the convenience store retort."

"Yeah, that's enough. As much as you shouldn't lick the convenience store food in Japan in this day and age, I know it."

Tatsumi, who told Teena not to force herself to wake up, heads to the kitchen to boil the water.

Prepare a porridge for two - which hasn't even made me want to eat Tatsumi in a long time - and transport it to Tina's pillow for two.

Teena is not likely to wake up yet, so Tatsumi has to feed her.

The two of us took the time to finish our meal. Tatsumi corrects her posture with Tina's pillow where she lay.

"So... can you talk to me? How did Tina get hurt like that..."

"Yeah, it's my in-laws to explain more than just taking care of me, right? But before that..."

From the right hand of Teena, who cut off the words, the glow of Zhu Jin. The chain of 'Amarillis' crosses the space and lightly captures the sparrows that remained in the wire outside the window.

When the chain came back to Teena, there was a sparrow tangled in the chain.

"And suddenly what happened? What is this sparrow...?

"Look, take a good look"

As she lay down in the futon, Teena extended her arms to offer the caught sparrow to Tatsumi.

"Ah... my eyes are red...? also, could......"

When Tatsumi compared Sparrow to Teena many times, she grinned.

"You're right. This sparrow is" The Devil of Usage ". Another Tatsumi Yamagata."

"Duh, how could Mr. Teena tell you about him...?

Knowing that Teena knows "the other self," Tatsumi opens her eyes wide. With such a pranky grin on Tatsumi, Teena continues her words.

"No matter how many Demons you use, it won't be possible to connect all the time until you've just crossed the world… you probably won't be able to see what's going on in this world from the other world without focusing so much on your consciousness"

Since Teena cannot see direction in the magic flowing out of the sparrow in her hand, she now decides that there is no magical connection between this "user demon" and Tatsumi.

From that word of Tina, Tatsumi, on the other hand, perceived what this sparrow - the Messenger - was for, right near his room.

"... to keep an eye on me...?

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure with that interpretation."

From Teena's hand, who replied so, the sparrow disappears all the time.

"It's a little hard to get a peek at this one. I don't even have the nerve to kill a sparrow if you say so. So I locked you in a temporarily isolated space. I'll keep the air for a while, and sometimes I'll die."

Because he exercised magic continuously with his wounded body, or his spicy breath came out of Teena's lips zero.

Still, she stared firmly at Tatsumi.

"Well, let me explain it again. I don't know how I got this wound... and how another Tatsumi Yamagata suddenly showed up before you... let's talk about what I know"

Tina, who closed her eyes in the futon, slowly told Tatsumi what she knew.