Stigma

Though I said we’d set out right away, there were quite a few practical constraints.

“You’re going to Gangwon-do?”

“Yep.”

“…It’s two in the morning right now, you know?”

Kwon Dohwa, who was sorting through paperwork in her room, glanced at the wall clock and tilted her head.

‘This is a complication.’

My chance to meet the gyaru Saintess was in danger of being blocked by Kwon Dohwa.

I appealed to her with all the desperation I could muster.

“The Saintess said she really needs my help.”

“Was the Gate’s rank properly assessed? If something goes wrong, Sword Maiden, your safety could be at risk.”...