“It’s vacation, vacation! Let’s go, Terry!”
Three days after the day of the Pope’s coronation.
Tesilid and I finally threw off all the shackles and restraints of the world and broke the space transfer stone.
As the distant floating feeling disappeared, the feeling of stepping on soft grass ca to us. When we opened our eyes, we were standing in front of the cabin.
“Whew.”
I realized anew that this place was a place with deep aning and mories in many ways.
The newlywed house where Mom and Dad lived.
The safe house where we brought Tesilid, who had lost his mory and strength, to the 117th episode.
The refuge we ca to whenever we wanted to escape the Seonghwang Hall and the royal palace.
And the sanctuary connected to the exit we found after wandering through the chaos of Shinreung.
Since it was a place where you couldn’t help but feel comfortable, his and my expressions naturally softened.
“It’s been a while.”
“That’s right.”
Right after returning from the chaos of Shinreung, I stayed at the Church of St. Agnes, busy organizing the church and preparing for the inauguration of the Pope.
So it had been three months since I returned to the cabin.
Still, thanks to the care my grandfather had given during that ti, the house was clean.
The garden was carefully tended, and the wooden walls and roof were smoothly repaired. There was nothing left to fix... ... .
‘Hmm, I just need to move the fence to expand the yard. I need to plant a cherry tree.’
I need to make sure I can enjoy the cherry blossoms at ho in the spring.
[‘The Scales That Judge Souls’ brightens its eyes in preparation for full-scale confinent.]
[‘The Cynical Man Who Adjusts Balance’ clicks his tongue, asking why Tesilid Argent’s life is still a genre of waste.]
‘That’s not it!’
I strongly denied it, but the mischievous spirits of the possessions only liked my violent reaction, saying it was fun to tease them.
“Let’s go in, Terry.”
I strode ahead and opened the fence gate and went in. While I held the gate open, Tesilid smiled brightly at the threshold, as if sothing was so joyful about it.
“Why are you laughing all of a sudden?”
“Just because I like it.”
“Co in quickly.”
“Yeah.”
The inside of the cabin was neat, as if human hands had touched every nook and cranny.
All the necessary items were provided, but we had to organize the luggage we had brought separately.
Tesilid and I first changed into comfortable clothes and sat across from each other in the living room.
I took out household items one by one from my inventory and declared my ambition.
“For the ti being, we’ll just play, eat, and sleep here. After about two weeks, when we get tired of it, let’s go play at Count Gillette’s castle. Let’s see the farm family.”
Tesilid, who was folding his towel neatly, looked surprised.
“You’re going to play?”
“Why? Is there a problem?”
“I thought I wouldn’t be able to co back out once I entered this house’s fence.”
No, why is this kid doing this too?
“That can’t be true!”
“I see.”
There was sothing I had to point out here.
“Did you cross the threshold with such a solemn determination earlier?”
“It wasn’t particularly solemn.......”
“Then?”
I asked back without thinking much.
Tesilid started using his good looks again.
“Ai.”
“.......”
“I’m fine with you.”
“.......”
“It’s okay if a very small world is all I have.”
“.......”
Isn’t it inevitable that I lose my soul to ecstasy here?
I forgot how to respond and looked at Tesilid’s face. The eyes staring deeply at were unusually beautiful.
Looking at the colors that seed to suck in, I thought that there must be a sumr sea here.
I almost beca a tropical fish swimming from his left eye to his right eye, but I ca to my senses at the words of the gods.
[‘Trial Skyscraper Architect’ just now evaluated Tesilid’s remark as being like a closed-in hermit (hikikomori).]
[‘Balance-Adjusting Sarcastician’ clicks his tongue, saying he doesn’t know what kind of house cat he is.]
[‘Scales that Judge Souls’ could narrow his scope of activity to bed instead of ho... ... .]
Oh, please! Stop it!
But it didn’t end with coming to my senses alone.
While I was struggling in his sea, he might have been rolling around in the green field of hallucinations as well.
“Ai.......”
His face gradually ca closer, connecting the axis of our gazes. Imdiately after he invaded the depth of his focus, he lowered his silver eyelashes.
The gaze from his half-opened, sea-colored eyes seed to be mysteriously captivating .
And finally, just before our breaths mixed with the tip of our noses... ... .
“.......”
“.......”
“......See you later.”
“......Take care.”
We were really alone together and our postures were the sa, but unfortunately, the atmosphere had changed.
“Hmph.”
Tesilid and I laughed out loud at the sa ti.
He moved away after rubbing our noses slightly and said with a smile.
“Should we finish cleaning up first?”
“Okay, Terry.”
After we finished cleaning up together, we divided up our roles and did the housework.
I prepared dinner in the kitchen, and Tesilid went out to set up a swing on the beautiful tree in the yard.
[‘The Scales That Judge Souls’ rests his chin on both hands and watches your newlyweds.]
[‘The Eyes That Watch Over the Chaos of All Creation’ nibbles on a flower-embroidered handkerchief.]
[‘The Architect of the Skyscraper of Trials’ is bored with his peaceful daily life that is not worthy of an SS-class.]
[‘The Cynical Tongue That Adjusts Balance’ is eagerly awaiting the Dungeon Burst or Dungeon Sync.]
While slicing a large ham thinly and listening to the gods’ words, I suddenly felt a strange feeling.
‘That’s strange.’
Sothing feels empty.
What could it be?
What on earth is it?
After thinking so hard.
“Oh, that’s right!”
I realized the reason.
‘Eunryung? ‘Isn’t Unryeong here?’
I just realized that I hadn’t received Unryeong’s ssage since this morning, not to ntion when I teleported to the cabin.
As expected, Unryeong didn’t respond, and another god told what was going on.
[‘The Architect of the Skyscraper of Trials’ says that ‘Unryeong, the World-Building Unryeong’ is preparing for a special eting scheduled for a while.]
Oh, a special eting? You must be eting soone very important.
The first thing that ca to mind was the Chairman of the Ice Managent Bureau, Cliché Gourt. However, my guess was imdiately denied.
[‘The cynic who adjusts balance’ sticks out his tongue, saying that he didn’t dress up like this when he was entertaining the chairman.]
[‘The architect of the skyscraper of trials’ agrees, saying that he seems to be putting in a lot of effort today.]
[‘The scales that judge souls’ laughs, saying that he thinks he can look good even if he tries so hard.]
[‘The pupil that watches over the chaos of all things’ flinches at the disparagent of his appearance.]
[‘The cynic who adjusts balance’ protests that even if our headquarters director is criticized, we will criticize him.]
[‘The architect of the skyscraper of trials’ claims that ‘The word that builds the world’ is an objectively acceptable male god.]
I was quite surprised here.
‘Was Unryeong a male god?’
[‘Spiral Judgent of Souls’ slyly says that you can imagine a manager with a potbelly.]
[‘Creative Economy Manager’ slyly says that his hair is bald and shiny.]
[‘Eyes that watch over the chaos of all creation’ is surprised and asks if this is a feud between the headquarters managers.]
Now it’s my turn to give my reaction.
‘I see. Sohow.’
[‘Spiral Judgent of Souls’ eyes light up.]
[‘Creative Economy Manager’ eyes light up.]
I clenched my fists with both hands and smiled brightly.
‘I wondered where his warm personality and words full of light ca from, but there was a reason for everything!’
What’s wrong with a manager with a potbelly and bald head? I like our Unryeong no matter what he looks like!
[‘The Eyes That Watch Over the Chaos of All Creation’ is impressed by your broad inclusiveness.]
[‘The Cynic Who Adjusts Balance’ realizes that he must be this good to beco a believer of ‘The Words That Build the World.’]
[‘The Scales That Judge the Soul’ frowns at your blind faith.]
I put whipped cream, cheese powder, potatoes, and ham in a wide oval bowl and put it in the oven.
Since it would ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) take a long ti for the gratin to be completed, I thought I could make a few more dishes in the anti.
I arranged the tomato slices on an oven tray, sprinkled olive oil on them, and hollowed out the inside of the crusty roll and put in bacon, Greek yogurt, and eggs.
When the cooking was almost done and the table was quite abundant,
“Oh, I finished setting up the swing.”
“Yeah, Terry. You worked hard... What’s wrong with your clothes?”
Tesilid, who had gone out in a neat outfit, ca back covered in fur.
To exaggerate a little, his white shirt and black pants looked like fur.
“I think there’s a cat living near my house. While I was setting up the swing, it climbed onto my lap, so I thought it was cute and left it alone... I guess it was shedding.”
This was unforgivable.
“That’s too much, Terry.”
“......A kid?”
“Did you see the cat all by yourself? Why didn’t you call ? I’m really disappointed.”
“Sorry. Let’s et up next ti.”
“Okay. First, change your clothes.”
“Yeah.”
Tesilid, who ca back, felt more handso than before for so reason. I thought it was because of my mood, but it wasn’t.
Instead of the light and comfortable clothes that you would usually wear around the house, she was wearing an embroidered vest and a cravat, so it seed like she was going on a date.
When I looked at her with a puzzled look, Tesilid pretended to decorate the centerpiece with a vase. If I avoided her gaze, I had no choice but to ask her directly.
“What are you suddenly wearing, Mr. Tesilid Argent?”
“......Because these are the only clothes I have.”
“Then why did you slick your hair back? Why did you insist on showing your handso forehead?”
“......Because your bangs poke my eyes.”
What is this obvious lie?
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