chapter 142
142.Storm’s Transfer Student (Complete)
“John. “This color doesn’t work.”
“I guess red is a bit like that.”
“That’s true, but the design looks like it’s going to be overwritten by some kind of ghost, right? Are you planning to inflict this on Karina?”
At Ashley’s harsh words, I scratched my head and threw the red veil to the right.
Ashley’s insight her, as she had definitely seen more luxurious items than us, made the work a little easier.
Ashley told us a lot about the colors and clothes that are popular these days, as well as things to keep in mind when making veils, so all we had to do was pick out a few veils.
“John, you are very dexterous. Veil is harder to make than you think…”
“I just made it easier thanks to your help.”
If Sif and I had been headbutting each other on the ground, we would still have been thinning things out, going right and left. Thanks to Ashley, who came to me even though she was busy with work, the work was completed easily.
“Then I’ll go prepare dinner.”
“I get it. “We will finish and leave.”
“Ugh, is this the end?”
Sif stretched and looked refreshed. After sitting for several hours and continuing the classification process, it was only natural. I organized the studio and put all the veils on the right into a suitable wooden box.
“The remaining veils are also a problem.”
“Should I go out and sell it? There are some that don’t have bad designs, so if you pick them out and sell them, I think you can get about 30% of your money back-“
“Can you sell it?”
“Hey, there was a time when I worked at a general store to make a living. Actually, I got rid of him because he was just using me for his benefit without giving me money …”
Sif clenched his fists with an angry expression, probably remembering what had happened at that time. Although it was in the past, the memory of being pampered at a general store was still vivid.
“I see.”
“Joy. So even if I go somewhere else, I never go there! Damn you pig…”
“You had a lot of trouble.”
Living at the bottom of this world means having to survive in a world with no labor or children’s laws, so it was understandable that she tried to rob the explorers. If I succeeded even once, I could make a lot more money than if I worked without being paid properly.
Since it was my first attempt here, I ended up only getting a few hits and not getting any money…
“Enough of the small talk. “I have to clean up my studio quickly so I can eat dinner on time.”
“Okay. It’s been a while since I ate it… If there’s any leftover, I’ll ask for some. Because my younger siblings need to eat too…”
…He’s my younger brother.
Did I have a younger brother?
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“John! “I’m back!”
“I’ve been there… “
“Have you finished your work?”
“Mostly finished.”
I put the box I brought from the studio under the table. Veils to be delivered to Karina after the meal. Among the veils, they were carefully selected under Ashley’s strict gaze.
“Mostly? Are you going to eat and work more?”
“I have one last thing to do.”
“Are you very busy?”
“No, it will be over soon.”
“I see-“
Did you want to play with me after eating? I ignored Millia’s persistent questioning and looked at the food being put on the table. Chicken steak, button mushroom soup, salad with fresh greens and tomatoes, and soft bread.
Although it was less fancy than a meal eaten by a saint, the dishes were easy to eat.
“Then, I will pray. Almighty Kalon…”
We all held hands and closed our eyes. It was a typical prayer posture. One way or another, Yeomyeonggwan was a place full of only Kalon believers, so when it was time to eat, she would pray first and then start eating.
“We thank you for looking upon us… For giving us our daily bread…”
The prayer itself was ordinary, but the speaker was unusual, so I often felt pious without realizing it every time I prayed before a meal. At this rate, I was wondering if I was really joining the Kalon Church.
“…Hope.”
The pre-dinner prayer, which was either long or short, ended and the sound of clinking dishes began to be heard from all directions. It is time for a full meal. I picked up my spoon and took a bite of button mushroom soup first.
When the unique savory taste of button mushrooms met the slightly chewy soup, it melted in my mouth. When I was robbing unexplored dungeons, I wandered around and tasted a lot of food, but I can definitely say that no one made soup better than the chef at Yeomyeonggwan.
Of course, steak too.
“It’s delicious~”
“I eat a lot.”
“Yes!”
Millia, who has a big appetite, ate the button mushroom soup without even following the dining etiquette she had learned so hard, and then handed her bowl to the maid. It meant asking for one more bowl. The maid standing behind her smiled and collected Milia’s soup bowl.
Meanwhile, Millia began to tear up the chicken steak with a fork and knife. Her behavior was so unbecoming of her cute face that her Sif stopped eating her steak and looked at her.
How many plates will I eat today?
“Milia. Eat slowly. Then I pretended.”
“It’s okay… “
“Swallow everything you put in your mouth before speaking.”
“Miss Millia. “You learned about dining etiquette in class with me, right?”
Okay. This means eating quietly like Karina. Why are you eating like you’ve been living on a desert island for 10 years? I am also eating calmly.
“Wow.”
“Other students were surprised during lunch, right? If you do that from the outside, people will look at you strangely. Then it will be difficult to make friends.”
“Jingja?”
“Okay.”
“Alasseo…”
Milia began to cut and eat the relatively calmly compared to before.
When Karina calmed down, Karina cut off a piece of her steak with a graceful movement and put it in her mouth. I looked at Karina with worried eyes, whose complexion was better than the first day but still pale.
“Karina. Are you okay?”
“No. It’s not okay at all.”
The person who answered was Leni, who was eating right next to Karina. After finishing her share of dishes, she opened her mouth with a look of disgust on her face.
“When I heard what you said, I thought it was an exaggeration, but it turned out to be the truth without any exaggeration. I thought if we didn’t take real measures, it would become a morgue rather than a cathedral. Is it because they are seminarians? It feels like the image of Karina is almost deified. Even quite devout believers have never seen anything like that.”
“I brought the solution, so I’ll give it a try after dinner.”
“Oh, really?”
“I don’t know if it can be completely eliminated, but I expect it will be possible to some extent. If I can’t figure it out, I plan to get help from Principal Merlin.”
If you’re an archmage, you can probably use something like perception-impairing magic. I don’t know if such convenient magic exists in this world.
With that said, I focused on eating. If I continued like this, I would probably finish eating only after all the food had cooled. I cleaned out my share of bowls and plates and pushed them aside. And then he immediately picked up the box that had been put down next to the chair and placed it on the table.
“This is the solution I came up with.”
“…It’s just fabric, right?”
“It’s a veil.”
“If it’s a veil… Isn’t it the cloth you wear around your head?”
“Okay. “I thought a veil would be the most appropriate way to cover Karina’s face her.”
I picked up her box and went over to Karina, who was looking at the box in my hand with her tired eyes, and took out one of her veils and covered it with her. In an instant, Karina’s face was covered with a white, translucent cloth.
“It’s soft…”
“If you do this, at least there won’t be someone who faints when they see your face her her her her.”
“Then that’s a good thing… “
Leni looked at Carina’s face covered in her veil, her eyes still full of worry. In the end, it means that she is the Karina who chooses. If Karina was uncomfortable with being treated specially, she might not like wearing a veil.
“Karina. Are you okay?”
“Can’t you see my face from the outside?”
“I can only see the outline.”
“It’s hard to see from the outside, but it’s visible from the inside.”
Fortunately, Karina seemed to really like the veil I made. Karina turned her head and looked at me. As her head she turned, her flowing veil she gave her a mysterious aura.
“Thank you, John.”
“There is no need to be thankful. “I am your escort knight.”
What kind of expression does Karina make under the veil?
Unfortunately, I couldn’t tell because I couldn’t see through the inside of the veil.
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A sigh I don’t know how many times came to my ears.
“It was my wish to see the saint’s face once a day…”
“The saintess feels burdened. “I can’t help it.”
When I returned to the basic theology classroom after two days, it was less noisy than before. I don’t know if it was because I couldn’t see her face in person because of the veil, or if it was because I was used to it, but at least it was definitely better than the first day.
The professor who was coming in now looked disappointed, but he stood at the podium and started the lecture normally.
…The problem is…
“But the one the saint wrote. “Isn’t it pretty?”
“Where do they sell it?”
In another sense, it attracted the attention of seminary students.
…Should I sell some of my failed works?
A few days later, the veil trend began to spread like wildfire among seminarians.