Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear - Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear chapter 119

119 – An Unexpected Reunion

Her support continued even after she left college. Because I didn’t bring a wagon today.

Priyanian, who was supporting me, turned her head slightly towards my body before she asked.

“Mr. G-House. Are you okay?”

“It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry. You get hurt because of me.”

As she said that, she leaned a little closer to my side.

I could feel the heat now, but looking into her eyes, I couldn’t tell it was hot.

Because just looking at that doll-like face made me feel guilty.

So she joked.

“Then shall we make it clear that Miss Prianian did something wrong?”

“How are you going to punish me?”

“What are you trying to do with that?”

“I’m just curious. If you commit a crime, you must be punished.”

The last words were small. To the point where it feels very intimate.

After she finished speaking, she clung a little more.

“Is it hot, G-House?”

She asked Priianian, noticing that she was about to fall reflexively.

The look on her face made me spit out lies.

“No. It is cold.”

“Oh, it’s summer and it’s cold. Oh no.”

Then her eyes shone mischievously. As if she saw an opportunity.

“Then I’ll warm you up a little.”

Priyanian almost clung to her bosom. Like her cat crumpled in her crate.

“This should be enough punishment. Isn’t it?”

I didn’t know when the era of punishing the guilty had arrived.

***

After many twists and turns, we arrived at the inn.

It was a hot summer night. However, it was not warmer than human warmth.

As soon as he saw the inn, the prianian, who was clinging to it, muttered.

“I will stop here for support. It will be burdensome for Mr. G-House.”

Just as much warmth escaped from my side as Prianian, and as much cold air settles on his side.

Only then did I realize that summer nights are quite cool.

The young lady who was walking side by side with me pointed in front of me and asked.

“By the way, mercenary, did the priest also stay at the inn?”

“A priest?”

“Look over there. I’m wearing a priestly uniform.”

Away, in the inn, someone opened the door and came out.

Blonde hair brighter than the light leaking through the door, and a white priest’s uniform.

And once you see it, you will never forget it.

I don’t know why he’s here, but it must be Priest Rien.

Her eyes met as she looked around her body as if she was looking for someone.

“Ah! I knew it!”

Priest Rien immediately walked towards us and said.

“Nice to meet you again, G-House mercenary! And just Mr. Prianian!”

“…I should have gotten out of Kolchen sooner.”

I heard Prianian mutter something very low.

Standing in front of us, she was still smiling.

When we parted, when we meet again.

That’s why I greeted Priest Rien with a smile.

“Nice to meet you. Priest Lien. It’s nice to see you again.”

“Nice to meet you too, G-House mercenary! I’m glad you seem to eat apples regularly!”

“Still, I often take off my gloves. Maybe.”

“And you are still the same.”

“Yes?”

Maybe he noticed that he was forcing himself to smile.

Priest Rien, whose voice had calmed down, pointed to my arm and said.

“First of all, go to the mercenary’s room at G-House. Because I feel like I have work to do.”

***

We headed straight to my room on the second floor of the inn.

And the prianian and the young lady. The two of them quietly settled down without leaving.

Even if Priest Rien, who said he would look at his wounds, said yes, he was about to ask why the two of you were not going.

“G-house mercenary?”

“Yes?”

Priest Rien smiled and made a rather difficult request.

“Take it off.”

“Take off your clothes? From here?”

As I uttered those words, I felt the eyes focus on me.

Prianian, who was standing in the corner with his arms crossed, was looking at me coldly,

As if frozen, the invisible young lady stopped turning the pages of her book and looked at me.

“Because I need to check the wound!”

And, even after cutting off the subject to make the atmosphere strange, Priest Rien, who was still smiling, answered like that.

“If you feel uncomfortable taking it off, I’ll just tear off the forearm!”

The damage to the clothes wasn’t too bad.

It was such a waste to send new clothes that were less than 10 days old.

I said I would take it off and added, feeling something a little more intense.

“Then, everyone else, please leave.”

Women were everywhere. The most amazing thing in my life.

“Ah.”

The young lady, who seemed to be frozen for a moment, nodded and said.

“Excuse me.”

She quietly rose from her chair and headed for her door.

Meanwhile, her young lady looked at her corner and said.

“Shouldn’t Prianian go out too?”

“Yes?”

She turned her head and looked at her young lady, but her young lady didn’t come out and asked what she was doing.

“She thinks she won’t be of much help if you’re here too.”

“I was just trying to get Priest Lien to hold Mr. G-House’s arm so that she could heal her. Young lady.”

Pri Anian, who rationally informed her of the value of her existence, immediately looked at Priest Rien.

“So go ahead. Just Rien Priest. Because I’m fine.”

“It would be fine if Mr. Priyanian and the young lady went out for a while!”

Following Priest Lien’s decree to celebrate, Priian also began to quietly head out the door.

It was the only medical staff’s power.

“Excuse me, do you have any anesthetic?”

Priest Rien looked at me and shook her head.

“And this is the fault of the G-House mercenary! If you hadn’t been hurt, none of this would have happened!”

“Then Miss Prianian would not be here. If I had been in the same situation, I would have acted the same way. Priest Rien.”

She paused for a moment and went on a back story.

For some reason, imagining Prianian’s face being forgotten made me quite choked up.

“Because a wound is better than a corpse. Whoever it is.”

Priyanian, who heard me, looked at me on the way out, and Priest Lien laughed and said,

“Whoever it is. The answer is not bad, G-house mercenary!”

The priest who said he would go downstairs and get the poisoned wine left the room, and the young lady opened her mouth.

“Just by looking at what you say, I don’t know if a mercenary is a real mercenary.”

“Sadly, I am a mercenary. Lady, it would have been nice if my identity was actually a knight with a bad taste who wore the rags of the weak.”

While talking like that.

“Tada!”

Priest Rien returned and was carrying two wooden glasses.

“I got you a drink!”

“Why two drinks? Where is the bottle going?”

“One cup is-“

“I heard that he ordered Priest Rien to run errands for alcohol. He’s also very venomous.”

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Behind her, the innkeeper, whose face was killing her, came in with a bottle of wine.

“If you want to drink like that, come with me- Oops.”

He had a pretty bloody face, but he soon let go of his expression, as if he smelled blood in his room.

“Damn it, that’s why I asked for the strongest one. No wonder.”

I don’t know what he was thinking, but it was a misunderstanding.

“I have to touch raw flesh, but I can’t do it sober. But you can’t go to the counter and ask for an arm patch. Isn’t there something like that in the inn service here?”

“If that’s the case, imagine it on your own.”

With that said, he retrieved a wooden cup and filled the remaining cup with strong liquor.

While the young lady shuddered at the scent of alcohol that could be felt far beyond the glass,

The owner said curtly.

“I won’t pay for this drink.”

“I’m sorry, but are you giving me snacks?”

Bang.

The door is closed.

***

After the two of them went outside, only I and Priest Rien remained in the room.

The alcohol the owner gave me was poison, not poison. Enough to take a sip and take a few breaths.

I emptied her glass and spit out her double curse at him who had shown her excessive kindness. I carefully pulled her left arm from her clothes and held it out to her.

She was only looking at her left arm, to the point where it was pointless that her clothes were pulled down so that her stomach and sides were not exposed as much as possible.

After examining the wound for such a long time, Priest Rien immediately washed the wound and began treatment.

In the experience of sewing raw flesh, I was able to experience that the anecdote of Guan-wu, who had a talent for tearing raw flesh, was called Gura.

“Aww. Town.”

“Be patient. “

Even though she said that, the light from her hand never went out.

The treatment using divine power was more efficient than I thought. The problem was the lack of anesthetic.

How long has it been?

At some point, while the gag that had been placed by her bed was playing its original role faithfully, her most desired words were heard.

“Okay. It’s all done!”

“After.”

Turning her head and spitting out her gag, I thanked her as she was washing her hands with her towel.

“Sorry. It’s been a while since I’ve seen it, and it makes me do things like this.”

“No! Between us, we can do this much!”

After answering that, Rien’s priest was still smiling.

To the point where I instantly felt guilty.

“Maybe because the mercenary is very patient, it ended sooner than expected! So don’t be too pressured!”

“It is fortunate. By the way, have you finished all that you need to do?”

“Yes!”

She said with a nod of her head.

“It’s the sun god’s blessing! The fact that I was able to meet Mr. Ghouse before he left!”

“I am also happy to see you again, priest.”

Priest Rien smiled for a moment.

“By the way, like you said, I’ll check to see if you take off your gloves often!”

“Yes?”

Priest Rien put the wet hand on top of my hand and stroked it.

When you bring your hands together, your arms naturally come together in the middle of your body, and if you wiggle your hands in that state, even your arms move minutely.

After going through that series of processes, in front of me, the necklace lay down and my heart was shaking.

“Um.”

Right now, the holder of the miracle doesn’t seem to notice because he’s touching my hand.

I tried to withdraw my hand, but my upper body came closer.

I pierced my nose full of alcohol, and the scent of apples began to fill it.

A bit dangerous.

“Hey, priest? Hands up now-“

“Fortunately, you are fine!”

After removing his hand, Priest Rien put his back on the chair again.

Sway.

“G-house mercenary.”

Priest Rien, who showed a movement that reminded me of an embarrassing onomatopoeia, looked at me with his hands interlocked.

“How did your shoulders get heavier in such a short amount of time?”

“……”

In those worried eyes, there seemed to be a rebuke at first glance.

I put out my honest feelings.

“I don’t know. I just did what I had to do.”

I don’t know if it’s something I had to do, but I did what I had to do.

That was all.

“As always.”

As I finished her words, I looked straight at her.

Priest Rien just kept laughing.

“I see!”

“Yes?”

After a moment of incomprehension, she stood up. She looked at me and she said.

“No. Thank you for not forgetting the promise you made with me, mercenary!”

“You promised to change, didn’t you?”

“You did!”

Rien, holding a basin and towel, quietly left the room.

And I put the gag on my mouth again and lay down on the bed.

As always.