The plain and unnoticed me is no more

Although the number of Virgin's dwellings on the grounds of the temple had dropped sharply since the early days, the nobles still brought Sandra various gifts to make her wish come true.

But Sandra was no longer responding to the noise of the nobles' bells.

Moreover, in front of the Virgin's chair placed in the temple, there were curtains stacked with a transparent thin cloth so that Sandra's appearance could not be seen directly from the outside.

It was Sandra's wish, and the caretaker boys put it on with great anxiety.

In Sandra's house, which was supposed to have no place to hide, there were places like this.

In the bathroom, where there was no privacy or anything, lace curtains were hung in front of the glass partitions, and the toilet was still not a private room, but at least the lower body was invisible, even to the tall impulses handmade by the boys.

The curtain is a cloth that is thin enough to be transparent, so it looks pretty good inside, but it is better than when there is nothing. The curtain type could only be used with a transparent cloth because of the temple's management problems and because Sandra was unable to create a place where she could hide completely, she responded to her request.

"The Virgin, Aaron is here. Mr. Evan is with us today. Would you mind passing through? Or would you like to go to the temple?

"Evan? You haven't shown your face since you brought me here. What are you doing now? Well, that's fine. He is a beauty for the eyes. You may enter the room. I'll get dressed, Evo."

For a time, Sandra was worried about the decline of her beauty, and there was a time when she didn't meet anyone outside. Recently, however, the beauty had returned to its original appearance and had become visible with confidence.

Thin cloth curtains, which serve as blindfolds, are remnants of those days.

And everything she wears is a gift from a noble man who looks at her with lewd eyes.

They were deliberately taken from abroad, and even if they were designed to maximize the virtues of Sandra's style, they were all dresses that were so terrible that they could not be regarded as saints living in the temple.

To put it plainly, it may be close to what modern actresses wear when walking in red carpets. However, given the common sense in this country, it is too exposed and can't be helped even if it is said to be vulgar.

Still, it was a happy gift for Sandra, who lost everything in the fire.

Even though the witch's clothes that were worn in the meantime were considerably better than the dresses of the time when she was a civilian, she remembered the touch of the sparkling dress given to Fredrick, and now she was not satisfied with them.

Nevertheless, there were no shards of purity in the dress given, and the beautiful feet that boldly peeked from the slits deep in the skirt and walking with their lustrous hips were no longer called saints.

She is absolute in this building.

It was difficult for the boys who took care of her to change her attitude. Their whispers just pass from right to left.

The priest in charge of them was troubled by it.

It would be sweet to be a man to take care of, Sandra grew up and behaved selflessly.

Now Irina, the witch who lay on the sick floor, was fit to play that role.

She is now lying in bed with no signs of recovery, waiting for the last time.

Everyone thought that she would never come back.

Evan, it's been a while.

As usual, Sandra sat on a sofa seated by herself, rested her legs together, and invited the two into the room.

The slit dress exposed her feet to the base of her legs, but instead of paying attention to such a thing, she smiled honorably at both of them.

However, they did not look at Sandra's foot, which was of no interest to them, and sat on the sofa and spoke indifferently.

"Sandra, have you changed your face in a while? It's a lot harder than before."

"No, I want you to say that you're an adult now. Evan's kind of tougher than before. I've already broken up with Frederick, and I can hang out with you next time. Ufu"

Evan was listening to Sandra and looking out into this unusual space. Regarding the royal private room, I was going to see how luxurious Frederick's room was, but it was more luxurious than the prince's private room, which was disgusting and decorated.

It was the glass bathroom that caught my eye.

This is how guests enter the room, but they can see through it.

"Aaron, what is that bathroom? There seems to be nowhere to hide in this room."

Evan whispered to Aaron.

"That's to keep an eye on the Virgin hiding from men. She has been told that this is normal in the royal palace, so she doesn't care much. I'd rather be happy to be treated the same as a royal family."

"But from what I've seen, you're not the only one taking care of him."

"Oh, they're fine. It encapsulates my function as a man when I enter the temple."

As Evan was talking to Aaron, Sandra walked out in front of them with the sound of a katsunkatsu and a heel.

"What? Aren't you two here to talk to me?

I think they're going to put their hands on their hips and inflate their cheeks to appeal to the mood cuteness, but it's not something like that, Fredrick or the surroundings, and there's nothing that works for these two who have seen through her essence.

Evan looked up at Sandra with her glanced eyes and said what she wanted to say for now.

"Oh, I came to talk to you. The raid you set up in front of the school party for your own selfie, but I caught the guy you let go the other day. The killers are angry about paying the full price, but are you willing to pay the rest? The client has made a clear statement that you are the client. I also found out where you bought Elaine's fake ink. The bullying from Elaine was all your making up from the beginning."

Sandra instantly turned her face and looked down at Evan, smiling with a smile.

"Hmph... even if you say that now, there's nothing you can do about it. So what, you want me to apologize? Fufufu, that young lady got kicked out of the house and fell from the valley to die on her way to the convent, right? I don't have anyone to apologize to anymore, but thank you so much for looking into it. No matter how much you look into it, I don't think there's any point in testifying against such suspicious people. I mean, I don't remember. If you haven't seen me in a long time, why are you here to talk to me like that? Then why don't you go home?

Sandra is proud to say Elaine is dead, but there is no such fact. I wondered where the information came from, and I heard the bell three times in a row from the worship hall.

"Ah, here we are again. Look, I'm busy too, so go home soon. I was going to have fun talking to you, but I'm disappointed in you. Evan doesn't have to come anymore. You liked me, but you hated me no matter how hard I tried back then. Aaron, I'm sure you have a role to play in seeing me regularly, but don't bring me here anymore. Well, the next time you come, bring the First Prince."

Evan, who was stupid and unwilling to argue, left the room without thanking him for leaving.

Sandra said that, complaining about the bumps, but went to the temple.

"This is the Virgin? Where is it? His Majesty said he would preserve the Virgin's powers for the rainbegging ritual that would be needed in some part of the country again this year, but I don't think she has the strength to heal the soldiers' eyes. And what else? Sandra is different from when she was dating His Highness. But I wonder if this is Vegetarian Sandra. I've been wearing a pretty cat for over a year."

Aaron glanced at the temple to see who had arrived, and the son of Count Paulie, who had been leaning against Sandra, was there. After Frederick's anger and his expulsion from school, it seems that he was passing through here and contributing to Sandra.

"Hey, you still haven't found that guy's body?

"It's been months, but I still can't find it. Probably drifted straight to sea. If anyone bothers you again, I'll take care of it."

"Then why don't you get rid of the people Evan caught? He said I asked him to attack."

"Evan... that's hard."

Aaron heard the story and hurried to Frederick.

"Besides, Irina here is a witch, but I need you to kick her out of the temple. Touching that woman made me see something strange. I see a black fog around me lately. You have it around your chest, too. What the hell is this? I'm sure it was her."

"Fog? I don't see anything...? I don't have the authority to kick the witch out of my house, so that's impossible. Shouldn't I sue you? She'll kick me out if she says she's sick because she's nearby."

Then a few days later, worried by the other witches, accompanied by one of the priests, Irina was taken out of the temple in an unconscious step.

Her next assignment was to a small church in the town, the furthest from the temple in the same king's city, from the fairy Sumitomo Pavilion, near her eyes and nose.