Grow With In-App Purchases

18. A saint knocks on the door of a general store (1)

Fran finished the conversation with Sister Miyu sullenly and, as always, prepared to go outside for missionary work.

Even when I was at the academy, I did missionary activities without a break, but now that I was on vacation, I couldn’t move more lazily.

If you bring a lot of people through missionary work, you will be praised and you will receive pocket money.

You couldn’t buy a holy relic with that pocket money, but money was necessary for missionary work, so there was nothing wrong with accepting it.

“Excuse me. You make a good impression~”

“Ai-san…Kuhmm, what is it?”

When she calls to excuse her, the man, who had been harshly responding, scans Fran’s appearance with his eyes and then stops walking slightly.

“Your energy is clearer than other people, so I started talking to you without even knowing.”

“Your energy is clear, so what? Do you want to share some energy?”

“Uh…Rather than that, I want to tell you how to use that innate energy.”

“How to use the innate bright energy? I already know.”

“You know..?”

Are you from the same denomination?

Confused, Fran studied the man’s face carefully.

It’s the first time I’ve seen this face… while thinking.

The man’s hand was grabbed by her forearm.

“hahahaha, then. In case you’re curious, should I tell you? Anytime as long as you’re a young lady, it’s okay.”

Fran realized later what this man was talking about.

I don’t know where my mind is wandering these days.

I can’t figure this out quickly…!

“Leave it. I just wanted to give you a good word, I have no intention of doing anything else.”

“I’m not that kind of person after making people so hot?”

“When did I do that? Don’t be weird!”

Fran struggled to free the man’s hand.

But the man’s hand gripped her forearm a little harder and wouldn’t let go.

Fran realized belatedly that this man was not a commoner, but an aristocrat.

“Aww!”

“Hey, if you talked to me first, you should take responsibility.”

“Put this down!! Help me! They’re trying to drag me away!!”

“Please help me with the pseudo-nyeon topic. I don’t care. I’m going to show you the pseudo-nyeon.”

People who were watching the situation around turned away from Fran’s anxious cry.

It was more strange that a woman with a striking appearance like Fran did not become famous while circling around the plaza from time to time spreading false rumors.

Most people knew she was a member of the cult, and were offended by her behavior.

So no one listened to the man and came forward to help Fran.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I knew it would be like that someday.”

“They originally propagate things like that. I thought they didn’t do that, but now they seem to be trying to use that too.”

“I’ll be next to that guy. He’s been waiting for when to start.”

People who don’t help but just watch her being dragged away while talking incomprehensible.

Realizing that there was no one to help him, Fran urgently shouted desperately to stop the ruthless aristocrat.

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Knock Knock

“Stay…”

“hmm?”

“Oh, it’s open. Hello…”

“?”

It is light years.

But why did the grass die on his face?

It was an expression of extreme suffering.

It was surprising that he came to my general store in such a tired state.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t happy with the visit because I was bored.

“Have you been drinking?”

I’m underage, is this okay?

“I haven’t. I’m still at an age where I can’t drink.”

Fortunately, I guess not.

Fran whines at how unfair it is.

‘Was I close with him?’

Are there any memories between us without me knowing?

why are you so friendly

I was going to say something about you, but I just kept my mouth shut because he looked so bad.

I wanted to ask what to say, but I held back.

‘It’s T, but I’ll sympathize.’

I decided not to greatly restrain my visit as if a drunken Jinsang were coming to a convenience store.

Instead, I handed him a drink.

“Then why are you acting like wet cotton?”

“I…I went to missionary work today. I tend to do missionary work whenever I have free time. Today, I fought hard to work even harder.”

Let’s ask in the sense that he will sympathize with your story.

“Today’s goal was to bring a good person to the church who would listen to me. People wandered around. It wasn’t easy to find a new, energetic person.”

“Wasn’t that just going to someone you see and telling them you’re feeling good?”

“No! How picky I am!”

It seems that he was really selecting the target of propagation based on his own standards.

“Right.”

“Of course! Anyway, listen to me a little more. Today, there are a lot of people with good energy, so I was wondering who to start with and went to the person with the most energy. You have a really good impression~ I talked to you with a very friendly smile. .”

A typical do-believe-girl line.

I hadn’t noticed at all that there was a problem with that dialogue.

“He said he has good energy and wants to tell you how to use that energy. If possible, use good energy to get healthy or bring good luck. There are many ways to use it.”

Usually, it’s hard to believe when a pseudonym says it, but it’s even harder not to believe it because the person who says it is light years old.

Moreover, it was all the more so because he was speaking while sincerely believing that he could do it.

“Can you really do that?”

“Of course! In fact, you do have a good energy. Are you interested?”

“I’m not interested in your church, but I’m interested in you.”

“Oops!”

You look so glaring

For some reason, it seems that the reaction to my words is much more radical than usual.

When I entered the general store, I guessed that something had happened because the child was in a young state, but it seems that the situation was quite serious than I thought.

“…You’re not going to talk to me unless it’s my body, right?”

Before, I was forced to pretend that I was okay, but now it seems that it is difficult to pretend to be okay.

“If you’re a guest, we should talk.”

“!!”

Gwangnyeon’s eyes twinkled at my words and quickly grabbed something in his hand.

“I’m going to buy this!”

“Then you are a guest.”

“yes!”

“Then keep talking. Since you’re a guest, you should listen.”

“hehehehe. I don’t understand. From the old days, I really don’t understand. You have good energy, but why don’t you use it? Good energy is the blessing your ancestors established and left for your descendants. So, if you hold a rite for your ancestors, The good energy increases even more! And would the ancestors send only the energy?

chatter chatter-

I don’t know what the hell I came here to say.

But I felt like I knew he was taking comfort in talking to me.

‘Do you have any friends?’

How would I know a character’s friendships?

However, upon thinking about it for a bit, I wondered how many friends the saintess of the pseudo-church could have.

‘If he gets to know you, he’ll definitely try to take you as a pseudonym. Because I think that’s a good thing.’

Is it too natural to not have friends?

I wondered why he was like this, but now the reason is so clear that I have nothing to say.

I was frustrated and wanted to tell someone, but there was no one right.

I thought about who I should go to, and in the end, it came to me.

‘Aren’t they complete bastards?’

If you take a child and make him a light-year old, shouldn’t you at least take good care of him so he doesn’t feel lonely like this?

The murderous intent against the pseudo-church soared soaring after taking the child away and making him chat with the general store man because he was lonely.

“Today, I think I made a mistake. No matter how energetic you are, you shouldn’t touch nobles. When the sisters were preaching, they said they would never talk to nobles. I made a mistake out of excitement. “

He keeps repeating that he made a mistake.

It was as if I was gaslighting myself.

“So what happened with that nobleman? Seeing as he came here unharmed, I don’t think he was taken.”

“Yes. Fortunately, I wasn’t taken away. They let me go because I said I was an academy student.”

You wore the academy shield.

In fact, there is no shield that is as effective as that when attacked by nobles.

Students attending the academy are the treasures of humanity that must be thoroughly protected.

Even those who are on active duty in the military cannot touch academy students.

Of course, if the student side uses force first to touch it, it will be extenuated, but when the student is at a distance, the aristocrat who is playing active duty unconditionally loses.

I also received thorough protection when I was in the academy, so I shouldn’t have anything to say.

“It was dangerous. If I hadn’t been a student at the academy, I would have been dragged away. Why don’t you try to save yourself for the time being?”

“Uh… not doing missionary work?”

“Then, even though you’ve been through such a terrible thing, are you going to do missionary work again? Do you know what would have happened if you had been taken away then? Are you pretending to be innocent, or are you forcing yourself to turn away because you don’t want to know?”

“…..”

Frank kept his mouth shut.

I was sorry to see the child’s face belatedly.

I should have sympathized with him, but I unknowingly said it according to my personality.

To be honest, if you watch it, it’s frustrating, so I can’t help but give it a lesson.

It will be more difficult to find a place where you don’t give instructions, starting with being victimized by the cult.

They have low self-esteem, are young in their thoughts, and occasionally have accidents.

What can I do though?

Even for the sake of the world, Gwangnyeon has to regenerate.

“You can’t do missionary work. And it may look funny to you, but I’m proud of it.”

Are you proud of what you do?

“Are you serious?”

“yes.”

The answering voice is full of sincerity.

My head is dizzy.

I was at a loss as to how to bring out a child who was obsessed with pseudoscience.

“At this point, your church seems a bit amazing. Being bewitched like this is a skill, isn’t it?”

“Are you interested in our church?! May I introduce you? Would you like to visit us comfortably?!”

I don’t just let go when the opportunity comes because I’m afraid no one will believe it.

If I made a mistake, I was on the verge of becoming a missionary and being dragged away.

I tutted and clicked my tongue to mean that I was saying something that was not good.

“Tsk! Don’t say anything weird and give me the money.”

“Yes? Money? Why?”

“I heard you buy what’s in your hands.”

“ah!”

The idiotic pseudo-saintess really seemed to have no answers, so I sighed.