The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire

31 – encounter (1)

It’s a beautiful day.

Birds are chirping, flowers are blooming.

On such a gracious day, it is the proper duty of a skilled indoor person to loaf around in a cozy room and get rid of books that have not been read and piled up.

Why do I have to wander like a dead man in the old world called Outdoors, imposed with heavy labor that I can’t even sell?

I had a strong urge to write in Chapter 1 of the Gospel of Sloth that my miserable life now, where I was not allowed to retire or take a leave of absence, was no different from living in a world without salt and light.

”see····. It must be around here…”

With one hand holding up the drums, piled up one after the other, forming a tower that obscured my vision, I struggled to read the words on the crumpled note held at the end of my other hand.

Originally, the present time zone, just after the morning worship of believers has just ended, is one of the few moments in which I can catch my breath, as I am exploited by the saintess most of the time, and it is indispensable and valuable to make up for the lack of sleep from time to time. Hardy precious time.

Read at NovelNext.com

Just yesterday, due to mysterious circumstances, the cause of which could not even be guessed, the nun who was in charge of all the affairs of the monastery here suddenly became ill.

An earnest request from the sisters, who are not able to handle even the daily workload of the nuns. With a tender heart, I couldn’t bear to turn away from the tearful plea that if you had a hand, even just a little bit, even a little bit, could you help me?

If there was at least one vacancy, the system of the group would be paralyzed.

For someone like me, who has a lot of talent to replace him, it’s literally a world apart.

I knew that Sister was a serious workaholic, but since I personally felt that status, indescribable thoughts mixed with awe and shame shook my ego, which had been living a secluded life as a motto. put on

how long did it take

We finally reached our destination.

thud. thud. thud. thud.

He set the drums he was carrying on his shoulders to the floor one after another, and forced an arc through his mouth, which was about to be distorted by the unexpected labor, and let out his words.

”Four barrels of wine you ordered. I’m here to tell you.”

”oh!”

Right after that, a warm-looking woman wearing an apron jumped out of the back door of the store and greeted me.

The work I was asked to do by the sisters was to deliver wine, one of the monastery’s main sources of income.

It seemed a bit disconcerting to think that high-ranking people who would make a fuss even if there was only one hair in their food, and that innocent and pretty nuns would go crazy and drink the juice that they had crushed by stepping on it barefoot.

Because I know very well that there are some people who can barely go through the hard days thanks to the lofty hobbies of some high-ranking people. At this point, I just did it because I wanted to.

However, from time to time, in order to inspect the quality of the wine, inspectors equipped with magic tools carved from the horns of unicorns come to determine the virginity of the nuns who make wine.

‘Virgin sure!’ It took some time to get used to the surreal world where the vulgar phrase “” is the size of a big sentence.”

Even now, it’s to the point where my shoulders shake every now and then if I catch my eye.

”Oh my God! Did you lift and move all this heavy stuff by yourself? priest bachelor? Omae! Compared to his slender appearance, his waist is unexpectedly thick. Yes! The girl who will be my mate later must have a hard time at night! ha ha ha!”

”hahahaha····.”

After counting the drums I lifted and moved, the lady, who seemed quite surprised that there was no party behind me, made a fuss over and over again.

Of course, it had to be hard, but compared to being caught up in the training of my colleagues when I was young, this amount of effort was nothing, so I couldn’t think of a proper answer, so I only smiled awkwardly.

I didn’t want to go through the asceticism of going up and down a mountain that boasted a slope that was just a little gentler than the right angle, being chased by that demon beast while carrying an egg the size of a human torso on my back.

I heard that even the semi-forced mountaineering by the boss guarantees the safety of one’s life.

Thanks to that, my strength and legs have made a leap, but those ugly by-products are very insignificant damage compensation compared to the terrible trauma I went through that day, at least I think so.

”Hi go! Look at the reddened face! Wow! Grab a glass of water and go! Even in the midst of sweating like that, the body is sitting wrapped in clothes! Of course it gets hot! At least roll up your arms a little! It’s frustrating from the side you’re looking at!”

”Oh no! I’m fine!”

As if to patronize me, I hurriedly pulled back to avoid the lady who was trying to roll up my sleeves.

An undergarment that completely covers the neck. A cramped black priest’s uniform with all the buttons fastened.

I know very well that this was done out of consideration for me, who is in perfect condition to get a heat stroke, but unfortunately right now, around my neck and arms are full of men’s things to show others, so it was unreasonable to show off my skin carelessly on the side of a town like this. .

And it’s not because it’s hot that your face is red.

”Thanks anyway! Strong priest bachelor! See you later!”

”Yeah. May God smile upon you.”

After the greetings from the priests, which might have sounded somewhat formal, I quickly moved on to my next destination.

Because this outing is not counted on the outing permit.

Now that I’ve finished all the things I wanted to do, it’s safe to say that this golden freedom given to me is a reasonable price for my labor. It was a loss if you didn’t enjoy it.

”Should I buy a book?”

I headed to the bookstore with such a light heart.

why did i do that

◈◈◈

The security around here isn’t too bad.

yeah, just fine anyway. not bad level.

This means that evil deeds are committed not often, but not so infrequently, and that there are at least as many evildoers as there are.

“What a piece of crap!”

”Oops! Ugh!”

The sound of people kicking people is less noticeable than I thought.

It’s more insignificant than the plosive of a feral cat when it accidentally drops a flower pot, and quieter than the cry of a dog when it is wary of strangers.

An insignificant sound that is easy to miss if you don’t pay attention in a crowded city.

Nevertheless, the sound has a gravitational force and a unique devilish quality.

At least, enough to catch my consciousness, which was thrilled like a child at the encounter with a new book that will soon be unfolding at the bookstore, and make it a mess.

At my old workplace, a person like the incarnation of justice who never forgave such evil acts took on the role of leader, so my role at the time was a so-called ‘passer-by 1’, watching from a distance the leader edifying the villain. could see

but.

At this moment, when there is no incarnation of justice to rectify the wicked, there were too many factors that hindered the acting here to be immersed in the role of ‘Passerby 1’ as it has been so far.

”die! die! You scumbag!”

”Ugh, ugh! sin, sorry! Sorry! Ugh!”

A gruesome scene of people being turned into porridge by people in a corner alley where people’s eyes can’t easily reach. A rare but not so rare sight.

If it was like the past, Namil would have been ignored. Something that has nothing to do with me.

The fact that I became a troublesome person who couldn’t just pass by those trivial details that would only be a loss if I got entangled in them.

I think that the influence of the past days spent with that leader and those around him will surely be great.

”there····. Can’t you just leave it there…?”

”Whoop whoop… What are you…?”

Immediately after hearing my voice, the man suddenly looked in my direction.

It was as if he was looking at an unbridled beast, as if he hadn’t been able to get his rough breathing back to normal even though the kicking had ended.

sturdy physique. The ugly tattoo that came down from the exposed shoulder to the back of the hand. I already regretted his appearance as if he was impatient because he couldn’t vote for himself as a person engaged in a rough livelihood.

”Hey… I’m not sure why you’re doing that, but first of all, violence…”

”Don’t say it twice. Get out if you don’t want to die.”

”hahahaha···. sorry···. But, as I can see, he is clearly a priest, so I can’t pretend I didn’t see this scene…”

”ha···. Shit… This is a problem with saengnim’s bastards…”

It was then.

Even at a glance, with a clear sign of annoyance, the man slowly began to close the distance towards me.

”Yes, if you want to be beaten like that, you have to do as you wish. Isn’t that right, priest man?”

”ha ha ha···.”

When the distance between him and I was close enough to cover my body with the man’s shadow, the man asked me a question.

”What are you? What are you doing with yourself? uh? Are you confident? Are you confident?”

”Wow, how much…”

”Ha ha ha!”

By the way, I hate fighting. because i can’t I don’t even have one

So, please, please please.

Don’t break anywhere.