I Became a Counselor

‘I thought being a witness meant being a referee. I never imagined I’d be a guarantor.’

Once again, I found myself thinking that Margaret had played me.

Of course, even she couldn’t have anticipated a situation like this, but no wonder I felt that way.

With that, I quietly apologized to the goddess.

“I’m sorry, Goddess.”

-Huh? Why?

“If the Saint of the Earth fails to keep his promise, won’t I, the guarantor, be sold off?”

-Eek!

“Sold off” wasn’t exactly accurate, but it wasn’t all that different in practice.

‘I doubt the Earth Saint will break his promise, but I can’t help feeling uneasy.’...