The First Letter (78)

It took quite a long time to calm the Saintess down.

At first, I thought it was just a joke like last time. So I laughed and looked at the Saintess, but no matter how cheerfully I looked at her, her mood did not improve.

Only then did I harden my expression. The Saintess was genuinely displeased.

To be fair, even if I had a justifiable reason, I was the one who had unilaterally broken my promise. She had every reason to be angry. Though flustered, I had to do my best to calm her down.

Perhaps my sincerity had gotten through, because I sensed a change in the Saintess, who had maintained a cold smile until then. It was merely her turning her head sharply with a prim little hum, though.

Even that made a pretty picture, given how beautiful she was to begin with. She had a cuteness that made a man’s heart flutter. Above all, there were the breasts that made their presence known alongside it.

No, no. I mustn’t have impure thoughts. Thus, while admonishing myself, I did my best to comfort the Saintess.

“It was unavoidable. Didn’t even the Heavenly God say so? ‘First help the sick and suffering neighbors at your side. What you do for them is what you do for me.’”

“Even so, you could have given me some warning, couldn’t you? Honestly, I was so startled when I heard the news…….”

Had I given her warning, the Saintess might have grabbed me by the ear in the clearing before the forest. She had been that opposed to my participating in the Hunting Festival...