chapter 17
Sister Theresia
Of course, it’s too early to be sure.
I haven’t found any solid evidence.
But there were enough circumstances to be suspicious. Not only the green eyes, but also the body shape and voice are quite similar.
Besides, it has to be a unique atmosphere. Obviously, there were quite a few similarities between the two.
[Are you going to ask?]
‘I do not know.’
Asking prematurely may actually act as poison.
You have to keep in mind the possibility that you will completely hide your identity because you only raise suspicions, or that you may not appear again at all.
First, you need to find solid evidence.
Rather than direct interrogation, it would be best to have them secretly spit out the information themselves through the induction newspaper.
Sharon will notice a question that reads too clearly. Conversely, if you twist it too much, the discernment of evidence will decrease.
Let’s throw the bait lightly once.
“What do you usually do after class?”
“Why are you asking that?”
Even though it’s a common question that doesn’t have anything suspicious, the question that comes back is scary.
Is this an overreaction to hide your identity?
In fact, there was a high probability that it was just Sharon’s original personality. It’s cold and blunt, so it’s a bit rude.
“just. It’s the first time I’m alone with you, isn’t it? We hardly ever talked about it.”
“You are not alone. It’s the same with other kids.”
That’s a really difficult answer to answer. Conversation does not flow like water and is cut off.
Would you say this is voluntary assassination?
It wasn’t that everyone was stalking Sharon, it was that she was excluding everyone.
Actually, I’m not in a position to say anything. Still, she forced her to speak to reveal her sincerity.
“okay. This can be happen. Anyway, won’t you answer my question?”
“Just stay home.”
“Hmm···. okay?”
Is it true? There was too little information to guess anything. In the first place, the words keep ending with only short answers, so how do you get information?
I wanted to take a deep breath in the frustration.
“arrived. church.”
“Oh, that’s right.”
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Meanwhile, we arrived at the church, our destination.
It’s quite different from what I saw at night.
I didn’t know it at the time, but in broad daylight, the church was quite shabby and shabby.
Isn’t it too shabby for something built in the capital of Britannia?
“Let’s go in.”
“yes.”
I took the lead and swung open the closed church door.
Because it was not worship time, no one was there. To be honest, it doesn’t feel like there are a lot of people at the time of worship.
As I looked around the open space, I cautiously showed off my popularity.
“excuse me? Is no one here?”
Soon after, someone appeared with a muffled sound from the inside.
It was a young woman in a nun’s robe.
“Who are you?”
A voice that is soft and neat.
[I can feel the piety of faith.]
‘Iknow, right.’
[Can’t you also serve me passionately like that child?]
‘The Goddess must act like a goddess in order to have faith.’
Oh yeah. You shouldn’t talk like this in front of people.
I came to my senses and explained to her the purpose of my visit to church.
“hello. We are classmates like Julia.”
“Oh, I see. You must be the students you were conducting the interview with.”
“yes. Right.”
As Julia said, it seems that we had already told you that we would come.
She greeted us with a gentle smile.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Theresia.”
Sister Theresia.
He is one of the supporting characters who have a very important role in the original.
In her first appearance and in the beginning, she appears mainly in connection with Julia, but as time goes on, she gradually gets closer with the main character, Layered, and is a character in the position of a helper who helps the main character throughout the story.
“I am Cro.”
“It’s Sharon.”
After a brief self-introduction, we moved to a space like a common room inside the church. Upon entering the room, Theresia said with a sly smile.
“Please understand even if it’s a little shabby.”
“no. Not at all.”
Although it was a little small and the facility was old, it wasn’t dirty or messy as it was well maintained. Rather, it feels like a tour of an old historical site, so I’m a little excited.
We sat down and chatted for a while before starting the interview.
“How about Julia? How are you doing at the academy?”
“Sure. He is the most popular in our class.”
“Oh. That’s great. Whoops.”
Lies are not mixed. Indeed, Yulia is so popular that it can be counted in her hand if she counts her class as a whole.
“You two must be popular.”
“yes···?”
“You are handsome.”
I was taken aback by the sudden attack of praise.
Actually, objectively speaking, it’s not wrong.
Not to mention Sharon’s level. In fact, compared to the original heroine, Julia, in terms of appearance alone, she doesn’t bow down at all. If you’re at that level, I guess it’s because of the difference in taste.
However, because of his unique personality, it is only difficult for children to approach him. It’s like contemplating art from a distance that shouldn’t be touched.
I’m not ugly either. If I had to classify it, wouldn’t it be on the handsome side?
It’s not narcissism, it’s just that the Crohn, whom I possessed, is struggling. However, he was only destined to live as an extra because he was not chosen by the writer.
However, Theresia’s words were ultimately wrong.
Aside from our looks, unlike Julia, we are not a popular celebrity.
Sharon had a presence, but I was so thorough that my classmate erased it from my memory.
“haha···.”
Of course, I couldn’t confess that with my own mouth.
All he could do was muffle the end of his words with a mischievous laugh.
“Can I start the interview now?”
“Oh, right.”
Thanks to Sharon’s step at just the right time, the chatter was put to an end.
I read the prepared questions step by step.
“First of all, we heard that the phantom thief Raven helped us, is that true?”
“yes. It is true.”
“What kind of help was it specifically?”
Sister went back to her memories and explained it to us meticulously.
Date, time zone, location, situation of the day, etc.
It was a description that perfectly matched what I remembered. It’s pretty amazing to hear what I’ve done from someone else’s point of view.
Sharon writes down every single detail of her story in a notebook.
As soon as the explanation was finished, additional questions were constantly asked.
“Have you not witnessed Raven yourself?”
“yes. Yes.”
“It was all about the bag of money at the door and the card on top.”
“Right. I never saw it in person.”
what is it It must be an ordinary interview scene, but why do I feel like this is being interrogated?
Sharon next to me felt like a detective.
‘no way···.’
no. Still, it’s just too heartbreaking to conclude with this.
Do you think you’re a Sherlock because you’re interviewing like a detective? That’s too much.
“Do you still have the card you received at that time?”
“yes. I kept it in case you didn’t know.”
“If it’s okay with you, could you show me your card?”
“Wait.”
Theresia gets up from her seat and returns with her card.
“Here you go.”
We looked closely at the card she handed over.
A single sentence written monotonously with a simple crow picture.
Please write in a good place.
– Phantom Thief Raven
Well. Also, the design was well chosen.
It was Raven’s exclusive card that was neat and showed the characteristics of a phantom thief.
However, the size is rather small, so there is a disadvantage that I cannot write a lot of text in the notice, but I thought it was rather cool.
As she nodded with a satisfied smile inside, Sharon also shook her head and returned the card to the nun.
“Thank you for showing me.”
“no. What is this?”
Now that was actually the last question.
“This may be a sensitive question, but where did you spend the money you received from Raven?”
For the first time, the nun, who had been answering without interruption, showed a sign of hesitation.
“Actually, I was very worried at first. Because I know who the phantom thief Raven is, and the money he gave me wasn’t obtained in a decent way. I thought it was right to return it to the original owner.”
I was a little surprised. I wish you would have thought like that.
Honestly, if it were me, I wouldn’t have done that. Even if there was a slight conflict, in the end, thanks to the phantom thief, he would have accepted it.
Is this a difference of faith?
No, just thinking about it, I’m stealing at the request of the goddess myself.
“But I couldn’t. A child I was caring for was ill and was suffering. It took a lot of money to fix the child. I stayed alone in church and prayed until late at night. Please help the poor lamb.”
uh? You said you stayed up late at night to pray?
Then maybe…
“Did Raven come after that?”
“Right. It’s an amazing coincidence. Maybe it’s not a coincidence.”
The nun thought about it for a moment, and then said calmly.
“I think that is the answer to prayer.”
“·················ogue.”
‘Goddess. Are you sure you were aiming for them all!?’
[What are you talking about? Wasn’t it you who asked me to go to church? In the first place, the god that the child serves is not this body.]
It can’t be.
What is this rotten harem warrior goddess?
So is it really just a coincidence?
It’s an amazingly amazing story.
At that moment, Sharon, who had been quietly listening to Theresia, opened her mouth.
“I think differently. I think it was just a coincidence.”