60 – 7.5 Afterword – A gift for a tiring day.
“Ha…”
There are days when I am particularly tired and difficult.
Trezia goes grocery shopping twice a week.
This is because it takes a lot of food to feed 15 children.
“I’m going through something so bad today… I’m going to turn around.”
Tregia’s unpleasant feeling did not go away as she whined and headed to Ruth’s orphanage carrying the basket.
She, who is usually good at managing her facial expressions, frowned in an unusual way.
“Mr. Dyers isn’t coming because of work, and there’s nothing interesting going on. Damn God. How can we not come? The man is busy and can’t come.”
She looked at the sky with her eyebrows lowered and a wry smile on her face.
“Why are these people so busy criticizing Mr. Dyers? And why is this so heavy?!”
Finding a chair, she put down her luggage and rested for a moment.
“I wonder why students who go to the academy are so rude. It’s so bad that they bully their classmates like that. They read their mouths even if they don’t want to.”
Trezia closed her eyes for a moment and she recalled today’s events.
“Mama mama! Today, I want to eat that! That!”
“Cream. I have to go to the Academy to buy it. Do you know how far it is?”
“I’m doing it because I want to… It’s not that I want to eat it so much! Just once, ahhh.”
Shoot.
Trezia, who was hit by Cream’s special cheek rub, eventually packed her bags and prepared to head to her academy.
Special cream donuts sold only at Beatus. Cream wanted a cream donut.
In the end, the nun stood in front of the mirror.
“Hmm, hmm. Are my clothes a little strange..?”
“……Mama, what are you doing if you’re not going?”
“Cream? It just turned out well. Could you please take a look at my clothes? Are they wrapped too tightly?”
She looked at Cream as if she was puzzled as she was experiencing something for the first time in her life. That’s because Trezia has never cared about her clothes.
The most she could care about was the clothes the children wore.
As she did, she suddenly took out her spare clothes and she was asking for a choice..!
“Uh..Umm…Everything seems good?”
Cream hummed, honestly not noticing any difference between the two clothes.
The nun, who skillfully read Cream’s lips, smiled and opened her mouth.
“So? Hmm… No matter how I look at it, the right side looks better.”
‘Mama, what’s the difference…’
It was a difficult challenge for Cream, whose fashion sense was zero.
In the meantime, the pencil wrote on the paper by itself.
-The color on the right is too bright. If you wear clothes like that, he’ll be shocked. And if she ever gets into a relationship, she definitely wants to be with this mom! Talk about…
“……I don’t know who that person is, but I understand.”
Trezia chose the clothes on her left side with a sullen expression. No matter how I looked at her, she looked like she wanted to wear the right clothes.
“Then I’ll come back.”
“Yes, mama, come back!”
-Tree. It’s okay to come slowly so you don’t get hurt.
The door closed just like that.
“…Mama, Mama’s eyes were a little strange…!”
– These are eyes in love. No matter who you are, you want to look pretty to the person you like.
“Is that so..?”
-That’s what it is. It’s so hard to believe that our tree is already like this.
“It’s about to get longer again! We have to get ready soon!”
-Has it already happened? I guess I should start right away.
The nun could not hear the conversation. Because she is deaf.
Quadang!
More than anything, as soon as I opened the door, I tripped on a rock and fell.
“…God, you are so merciful. Please forgive me for almost becoming a heretic.”
She stood up, smoothing out the pea-sized lump.
God is dead.
I never imagined that this would be the beginning of today’s misfortune.
“Damn you.
It’s like losing a path you’ve never lost before.
“Damn God.”
If you unluckily touch a beehive, you will end up being chased away.
“Oh, damn it..!”
Throwing away the coins you had saved so carefully.
“f*cking idiot.”
Your fully dressed clothes become dirty due to dirt.
No, really, how can this happen? Are you listening to me swearing?
Trezia, taken aback, looked nervously at the sky, but nothing happened.
“But…I’m finally here.”
After her incredible adventures and trials, the place she arrived at was Beatus Academy.
Another capital of the empire, a huge territory called the second heart.
I have said enough to say that all the books in the world are found here.
“Wow.. How much does that cost? That? It’s always amazing when I see it. I never thought there would be a place bigger than Seongguk.. That looks like it could be worth some money..”
She swallowed her saliva.
It was no exaggeration to say that Trezia, a miser and delinquent nun, sees everything in the world in terms of money. Except her children and their ghost mother, Ms. Dyers.
Because money transcends all other values.
10 Billion gold. If only I had that much, I could live happily.
But now, there is someone who comes to mind more than money.
“Can I meet Mr. Dyers?”
Trezia was not aware that she was humming her own song.
In fact, it was no exaggeration to say that she thought of Dyers the entire time she was heading to Beatus Academy. Although she would never admit it, her mind was already occupied.
“Hmm, hmm. Well, if you really have to say it, that person likes me. I have a purely human crush, right? That’s it.”
Trezia was bored because she had come a long way alone, so her talking to herself gradually increased. She was talking to Dyers, she thought, and she found this foolishness somewhat amusing.
I feel a little embarrassed, but it’s not a big problem.
It was difficult for her to become rational for the first time since she had never read her romance novels, let alone her relationships.
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She was inexperienced and Trezia didn’t even know how much she liked Dyers, but she thought he would like her more.
She was finally able to buy a bunch of cream donuts while admiring the view of the huge Beatus Academy. It’s a good thing.
However, the nun’s expression did not show that.
“…If we continue like this, we won’t be able to see each other. This wasn’t planned.”
This is a disaster.
He’s like a f*cking god.
Trezia cursed God more times than she could count. She doesn’t care because she deserves it.
No, if we meet at least once in this large place, isn’t that meant to be?
Now that she thought about it, it seemed like she hadn’t bought anything that Zeke would like yet.
With that rationalization, she began searching for her treasure again.
That’s right. Her condition now is not normal Trezia.
This is Trezia Hunter.
However, no matter how much I wandered around, I couldn’t easily find Dyers.
It is indeed not an ordinary treasure.
“Ha….”
Instead of finding treasure, I only encountered people who looked like flies.
What she felt as she walked around her academy was that Dyers’ reputation was quite bad, no, quite bad.
I can’t hear sounds, but I can easily read mouths.
It’s not funny to see them talking among themselves in a group.
“Dyers? That bastard is an idiot. He was kicked out of the Howlan family.”
“Phew. Can you say that? Go and get it?”
“Hey hey! What are you saying?”
“That guy had a really bad personality when he was on the student council. Honestly, it would be hard for him to have that bad of a reputation.”
“But looking at it now, it seems to have calmed down a bit… No, it’s all just an act.”
The nun was lost in thought as she watched the students talking excitedly among themselves.
‘It’s worse than it looks. ‘Everyone doesn’t know much about it.’
I get angry when I hear Dyers swearing. But at the same time, knowing his true self, she feels proud of herself.
Is he always being criticized like this? Then why did he never show it?
No matter how strong a person is, he or she gets hurt.
No matter how well he pretends to be, his words leave a mark. That’s how it is.
‘…It must have been difficult.’
When the nun was a candidate for sainthood, she did not dare to listen to anyone talk behind her back.
When it was revealed that she was a fake, she encountered human malice for the first time. Dyers calmly endured an experience she never wanted to experience again.
For some reason, the tip of my nose becomes irritated and the area around my eyes becomes moist.
The nun, who was in a depressed mood for a moment, picked up a can that was lying on her side of the road.
“Repent.”
Immediately take the stance and throw.
Kang! Kakkang!
“Oh what the f*ck!!”
“Wow. This guy can even fly cans in the air now. You’re so amazing.”
“Oh, don’t play around, it really hurts..”
With a satisfied smile, the nun eventually gave up looking for Dyers and headed to the orphanage.
And the story continues.
“Ah… It’s heavy.”
While she was walking down the street, she saw a grave.
Suddenly, I remembered a terminally ill patient I had treated before.
The reason she killed Offinyu was because she was unable to use divine power, so of course she could not cure her illness.
“Could that person have become like this too..?”
The woman, who was terminally ill, wanted to live. Because she had two children.
She was short of money at that time and gave up her woman.
She couldn’t help it, but she also couldn’t help feeling guilty.
“…….”
I can guarantee that you have a good eye for people.
After that day, the nun gained the ability to distinguish between terminally ill patients.
If she doesn’t notice her terminal illness, she must be an extremely good actor.
Of course, such a person will not exist.
“…What useless thoughts…Let’s go home…”
Her whole body was tired, and she opened the door to Ruth’s nursery.
Somehow it feels like there is more light than usual…
[Hello.]
It is sign language.
From her perspective, sign language is much more comfortable than reading her mouth. Especially in such a tiring situation.
In such an embarrassing situation.
[How was your day today?]
Anyway.
It was difficult. To the point where I wondered if it could be this hard.
I realize it at the same time.
This level of difficulty was nothing.
[We were happy today.]
Embarrassment, joy, sadness. All kinds of emotions swirl around.
Every time the children’s hands change, every time the movement of the pencil in the air changes.
Every time Dyers’ hand moves.
I feel its meaning.
[Because you were there.]
“…….”
[We still live today.]
“……Black.”
[Because you were there.]
“Really…”
[We were happy today.]
The children’s small hands stopped moving.
“Mama..! I prepared it because Dyers asked me to do it!”
“How are you doing?! Are we doing well?”
“Mama..? Was it not that good..?”
That can’t be true.
I received so much that I wondered if I could be this happy.
Without her knowledge, the nun lost her strength and collapsed on the floor.
You can’t show yourself crying in front of children. Because he was an adult.
Trezia persevered.
Dyers approached her and gestured.
[Today too.]
“…..”
[Good job.]
“Huhhhhh..!”
It’s rude. Hate. It’s all about coming at this timing and using sign language with those words in it.
Tears flowing freely. This man who shows his face without any hesitation. I just hate them all.
[What should I do, I’m crying! I guess I didn’t like it very much!]
“…This is probably crying out of joy.”
“uuu..”
The arms are warm. Before she knew it, she was in Dyers’ arms.
The children said something when they saw the scene, but the nun could not hear them.
“Huhhhhh..”
[…Are you crying too hard? Dyers, did you make a mistake with our tree?!]
“……I’ve never done that. Probably.”
“Huh…!! Huh…”
[How on earth did this happen?!]
“…Are you okay? Maybe I made some mistake..”
Even in this situation, the foolish man is considerate of himself.
I was very proud of that fact.
While Dyers comforted her in her panic,
Trezia conveyed her feelings by moving her hands without anyone noticing.
What does sign language mean?
[You.]
