Chapter 2: The Saintess’s Miracles, Unleashed in Rapid Succession

 

Early morning. Clarel woke up the moment dawn broke.

“Hnn…?”

The usual bedroom. The usual bed.

But… he immediately noticed something off. A distinctly different sensation pressed against his chest.

“Suu, suu…”

“Ah… right. I took this girl in, didn’t I…”

In Clarel’s arms, a young girl slept soundly, completely at ease.

It was Reina, the saintess and protagonist of the otome game The Rainbow-Colored Sparkles From Beyond.

Realizing he was a mob character in an otome game, Clarel had decided to take Reina in to save her from her abusive, toxic parents.

“Even for me, that was a bold move… a single guy taking in a kid, huh.”

Raising the heroine himself was a choice unthinkable for a mere mob character.

But… he had no regrets.

Not only would he protect her from her toxic parents, but for now, he had no intention of handing Reina over to the great temple in the capital either.

He would shield Reina from abuse with his own hands and raise her into a splendid saintess.

“Suu, suu…”

“That said… what am I supposed to do with this situation?”

Reina was tightly gripping Clarel’s shirt with both hands, her face pressed against his chest, making it impossible for him to move even slightly.

He had a lot to take care of today. There was no time to indulge in oversleeping.

He hesitated to disturb Reina’s peaceful slumber, but… he had no choice but to wake her.

“Reina… Reina. Please wake up.”

“Nnh…”

“Reina, it’s morning already.”

“…Fwa?”

Her silvery-white eyelashes, matching her hair, parted, revealing jade-green eyes.

Once again… what a beautiful face. Her thin frame was concerning, but after a bath and a good night’s sleep, she looked even more like a lovely young girl than she had yesterday.

“…Clarel… sama?”

“Yes, it’s Clarel.”

“Good… morning…?”

“Yes, good morning.”

For some reason, he responded to her questioning greeting. Reina stared at Clarel’s face dazedly, but soon broke into a beaming “Niko!” smile.

“Hie…!”

Clarel let out an involuntary yelp.

Reina’s face, looking up at him… her sun-like smile pierced straight through his heart.

Thank goodness I’m not a lolicon… If I were, I wouldn’t have been able to handle this…!

“Good morning… Clarel-sama?”

“Yes… good morni—ngh.”

In his flustered state, even Clarel’s words came out oddly.

Taking deep breaths to calm his racing heart, he spoke to Reina.

“It’s morning now. Let’s get changed and have breakfast.”

“Break—fast… morning food?”

“Yes, breakfast.”

“We can eat food? Even in the morning?”

It was a given, but… for Reina, it wasn’t.

Noticing the sad weight behind her casual question, Clarel felt tears welling up.

“…You can eat, yes, breakfast. Every day from now on.”

Clarel gently pried Reina’s hands off him and began changing out of his sleepwear.

“Reina, you should change too… ah…”

“Cha—nge…?”

Reina’s face turned troubled. Clarel, too, was at a loss.

“You don’t… have any clothes, do you?”

The tattered rags Reina had been wearing were thrown in the trash. Even if they weren’t, he had no intention of letting her wear such things again.

There’s no way a temple like this would have girls’ clothes lying around…

Clarel rested his hand on his chin, pondering what to do, when Reina shook her head.

“I’m fine with this.”

Reina tightly clutched the sleepwear—Clarel’s borrowed shirt.

“I like this. It has a calming smell…”

“…I see.”

That smell was Clarel’s body odor, but… if Reina didn’t mind, there was no need to point it out.

I’ll need to buy clothes… and ingredients, and daily necessities too.

“…For now, just stay in that. But absolutely don’t go outside.”

“Yes? Understood?”

“Listen, you really mustn’t go outside, okay? I’m not joking!”

He firmly instructed Reina, who tilted her head curiously.

If Reina went outside the temple now and was seen by the townsfolk, it would be a disaster.

A man putting his shirt on a ten-year-old girl… what kind of person would come to pray at a temple run by such a priest?

If strange rumors start… in the worst case, I could be excommunicated from the temple…

Imagining himself banished from the temple as a lolicon criminal, Clarel shivered in horror.

“Alright, I’m heading out. Please look after the place.”

After finishing breakfast and taking a moment to rest, Clarel prepared to leave, leaving Reina behind.

“No one should come by this morning, but… I’ll lock the doors. Don’t answer if someone knocks. I plan to be back by noon, but if you get hungry, feel free to eat anything from the cupboard.”

“Yes… Keep safe…”

Reina’s eyes wavered with unease as she saw Clarel off.

He felt reluctant to leave her alone, but… given where he was going, he couldn’t bring her along.

“Well then, I’m off.”

Clarel securely locked the temple’s front and back entrances and headed toward his destination.

The town, Reina’s hometown and Clarel’s assigned post, was called “Eggbell.”

Located on the eastern side of the Seincle Kingdom, it was a rural town about seven days’ walk from the capital. Its population was just under five hundred, a small community.

However small it was, where people lived, money and goods flowed. Several trading companies, large and small, had shops in the town’s center.

“…Here it is.”

Clarel arrived at one such shop—the Auster Company.

It was the trading company run by Reina’s father and stepmother, a den of those who had abused her. On the surface, it appeared a respectable business dealing in daily goods, but behind closed doors, it was steeped in illicit activities—or so the game’s setting described.

“Alright… let’s do this!”

Clarel lightly slapped his cheeks to steel himself before stepping into the shop.

“Excuse me.”

“Hm? Who’re you?”

At his voice, a clerk working nearby turned to look.

“As of this month, I’ve been assigned to the temple in this town. My name is Clarel Burn, priest. I’m late, but I’ve come to pay my respects. Is the company head available?”

“Burn, you say… Y-Yes, he’s here! I’ll let him know the priest is here, so please wait a moment!”

The clerk, initially curt, quickly corrected his demeanor and hurried up the stairs at the back.

He likely recognized the name “Burn.” Clarel’s family was a prominent noble house in the capital, a marquis family with considerable influence even in the royal palace.

I barely have ties with them despite bearing the name, but… It’s handy in times like this. Most people who grovel to power shut up when they hear the Burn name.

“Well, well, Priest Burn! Thank you for gracing us with your presence!”

Led by the clerk, a portly man descended the stairs. His sticky, greedy smile and balding, oily head gleamed unmistakably with unabashed avarice.

So this is Reina’s father… his face is even more infuriating than in the game’s CGs.

“I’d heard rumors that the temple’s priest had changed. I was planning to pay my respects when I had the time, but… to think you’d come to us, I’m truly honored.”

“Pleased to meet you, Company Head. I apologize for intruding on your busy schedule.”

“Nonsense, not at all! Come, come, this way. I’ll have tea prepared!”

Guided by Reina’s father, Gueiss Auster, Clarel was led to the company’s parlor. The room was adorned with luxurious furniture, decorated with expensive vases, ornaments, and paintings.

Furniture and art far too extravagant for a rural trading company… looks like they’re lining their pockets through shady dealings, just as the setting described.

He’d wondered if there might be differences between the game and reality, but… There was no mistake. This company was steeped in criminal activity, raking in vast sums of money.

They have enough money to buy such luxuries, yet they let Reina starve… It’s seriously pissing me off.

“Ahem… Company Head. The reason for my visit today is…”

“No need to explain. Please, accept this.”

Shaking his flabby belly, Auster placed a finely embroidered cloth bag on the table and slid it toward Clarel.

“A donation to the temple. Please, take it.”

“…………”

Auster offered the money with a smile.

It wasn’t uncommon for merchants to offer donations to the temple as a gesture. Skimping on donations could lead to bad rumors among the faithful, which could ruin a company’s reputation.

“Thank you. I deeply appreciate your devout generosity, Company Head.”

“Oh, not at all. It’s only natural.”

“However… I’ll return this. I didn’t come here today to discuss money.”

“Huh…?”

Auster looked puzzled, clearly caught off guard.

He likely couldn’t imagine a priest visiting a trading company for anything other than soliciting donations.

“Then, what business do you have? Surely it’s not just a greeting?”

“Yes… Yesterday, your daughter came to my temple. Miss Reina.”

“…………!”

Auster’s face twisted grotesquely. His greasy smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of disgust, as if he’d seen something repulsive.

“Reina… you say?”

“Yes. She said she came to pray for her mother’s death anniversary.”

“Is that so… that girl… ahem, my apologies.”

Auster rubbed his face with his palm, and his fake smile returned.

“Oh, dear… my daughter must have caused you trouble. I apologize for her lack of discipline…”

Auster rubbed his hands together, his tone tinged with wariness.

“That girl is the child of a concubine, you see, and we’ve left her care entirely to the servants. Perhaps because of her lowly blood, she’s slow to learn and causes all sorts of trouble at the estate. Truly, bad breeding shows.”

“…I see, that must be quite a burden.”

“Oh, absolutely. I’ve told them to educate her strictly, but… she never seems to learn manners or etiquette.”

Auster shook his head dramatically, as if the situation were lamentable.

He’s saying it’s only natural she has bruises from being disciplined so harshly… that’s what this scum wants to imply.

Clarel clenched his teeth in irritation but maintained a smiling facade. The image of the bruises he’d seen in the bath flashed in his mind, urging him to lash out at the man before him.

“When your daughter came to pray at the temple, I noticed something… it seems she has an aptitude for holy magic.”

“Holy magic…? That failure… I mean, Reina?”

“Yes, without a doubt. She has the potential to become a great priestess someday.”

It was true that Reina had an aptitude for holy magic, but… of course, he didn’t mention that she was a saintess.

If this greedy man knew his daughter was a saintess, he’d surely exploit Reina for profit without hesitation.

“So… I have a proposal, Company Head. Would you allow me to take Miss Reina into the temple? I’d like to start teaching her holy magic now, with her future in mind.”

“Mmm… I see. That’s the matter, is it…”

Auster’s face soured at Clarel’s suggestion.

This man treated Reina like a slave, planning to sell her off when she grew older.

“My daughter… isn’t particularly bright, and even if she became a priestess, she’d likely only bring shame to our family. So… I’d prefer to decline entrusting her to the temple.”

Auster tried to refuse, grasping for excuses. His reasoning wasn’t born of affection, not wanting to part with his beloved daughter, but rather an unwillingness to lose a commodity.

But… Clarel wouldn’t let him refuse. He took out a package and presented it to Auster.

“This is a preparatory fund. Please accept it.”

“This…!”

Auster gasped as he opened the package. Inside was a large sum of gold coins—more than ten times the amount of the donation he had offered earlier.

His eyes lit up… of course, it’s always about money.

“S-Such an amount… are you truly alright with this?”

Auster cast a probing glance, his mind likely racing with calculations, weighing the money he could gain by raising and selling Reina against the pile of gold coins before him.

Time for the finishing blow… one more move.

“Yes, it’s no issue. I may be a powerless cleric, but… my family is fairly wealthy. This much is nothing significant.”

“Ah… your family is the Burn Marquisate, yes? I see, I see. So, Priest-sama has strong connections with his family, does he?”

Auster stroked his flabby chin, drawing his own conclusions.

In truth, Clarel had taken money when he left home, and that was that. It wasn’t exactly a hostile relationship, but he was merely permitted to use the family name, with no deep ties to the Burn Marquisate.

But… this guy won’t think that. He’ll assume I have enough financial pull with the Burn Marquisate to throw around this much money for one girl.

To Auster, this must seem like a golden opportunity—a chance to curry favor with a young priest connected to a major noble family in the capital while receiving a hefty preparatory fund.

“…………”

Auster seemed to ponder for a moment… but soon, his smirk deepened, and he nodded.

“Very well. If my daughter is acceptable, I’d be delighted to let her serve the temple. Please use her as you see fit.”

“That’s wonderful… in that case, could you sign these documents?”

“Oh? What’s this…?”

Placed on the table were pre-prepared documents detailing the complete transfer of Reina’s custody to Clarel, with Auster relinquishing all parental rights.

“Complete forfeiture of parental rights? That’s quite a serious matter… why go to such lengths for that girl?”

“I want her to focus on learning holy magic without worrying about her family. There’s no ulterior motive.”

“Hoho… I see. That’s how it is. You’re quite the eccentric, Priest-sama. To think you’d fancy a scrawny girl like her. With this much money, you could find a far better girl.”

Auster wore a crude smile, likely assuming Clarel intended to force a sexual relationship with Reina. Indeed, with full custody transferred, Auster would have no say in what Clarel did with her. Sadly, there were nobles and merchants in this world who kept young girls as mistresses under such arrangements.

There are even clerics who, under the guise of training, force themselves on girls they take in… It’s infuriating to be thought of like that, but let him indulge his imagination.

If Auster’s misunderstanding allowed Clarel to secure Reina’s safety, it was a small price to pay. The priority was protecting her. What Auster thought of Clarel was irrelevant.

“Very well, I’ll sign.”

Auster signed the documents and affixed his seal.

With this, Reina was officially severed from this man. Even if Auster later realized her value, he had no right to demand her return.

“Thank you. I’ll ensure the young lady grows into a splendid sister.”

By then, you might be behind bars…

Clarel maintained his smile throughout the discussion, chuckling inwardly.

Having successfully concluded the talks, Clarel officially took Reina into the temple’s care. Leaving the company’s shop, he bought the necessary items at the market before returning to the temple.

“I’m back.”

The temple was divided into the front chapel and the back living quarters. The chapel housed a statue of the goddess, where townsfolk came to pray. Treating the injured, a priest’s duty, was also done there.

“Reina?”

Unlocking the back entrance and entering, Clarel found no sign of Reina in the living quarters. Setting his purchases on the dining table, he searched for her.

He checked the bedroom, bathroom, and toilet… but Reina was nowhere to be found.

“Don’t tell me…!”

A chill ran down Clarel’s spine, fearing something had happened… but then he found Reina in the chapel.

“Ah, Clarel-sama. Welcome back.”

“Oh… Reina. You were here.”

Clarel sighed in relief. Reina seemed to have been cleaning the chapel. Still wearing his shirt from the morning, she was on her hands and knees, wiping the floor with a rag.

“Were you cleaning? You didn’t have to do that…”

“I thought I should be useful somehow… I’m sorry for doing it without permission.”

Reina’s eyes wavered nervously as she apologized, looking up at him.

“I’m not angry… I see, I must have made you anxious.”

Clarel guessed that Reina, fearing she’d be cast out if she wasn’t useful, felt compelled to clean the chapel. Perhaps she was cleaning to avoid being abandoned or overlooked.

Telling her to stop might be more harmful to her…

Doing chores might help distract her and ease her mind.

“Thank you for cleaning. It’s a big help.”

“Yes…!”

Reina lowered her eyes shyly, her smile radiating quiet joy.

“That aside… It’s incredibly clean. I’m impressed.”

Surveying the polished chapel, Clarel let out an admiring sigh. The goddess statue at the chapel’s rear, the rows of pews, the wooden floor and walls, even the stained-glass windows—everything gleamed spotlessly, not a speck of dust in sight.

“I’m good at cleaning. If any dirt was left, I’d get whipped…”

“I-I see…”

Reina said something grim with a bashful smile. A thorn seemed to pierce Clarel’s heart, and his face stiffened.

“Still, it’s really clean. Even when I clean, it doesn’t get like… huh?”

Touching the wall Reina had polished, Clarel noticed something odd.

“……Isn’t it too clean?”

The temple, at least fifty years old… yet its chapel walls looked brand new. This level of cleanliness couldn’t be explained by thorough cleaning alone. Even stubborn wall stains had vanished.

Moreover… upon closer inspection, the walls were faintly glowing. Not reflecting sunlight from the stained glass, but emitting a soft light of their own.

“Could this be… the light of divine power?”

Clarel’s realization struck him like a quiet revelation.

The temple was enveloped in a radiant glow, the unmistakable sheen of the goddess’s blessing.

I visited the great temple in the capital, but even that wasn’t glowing this clearly…!

During his priest training in the capital, Clarel had seen the great temple, the heart of the kingdom’s faith, bathed in a divine aura. Yet, its radiance paled in comparison to the majestic, almost mystical light now filling this modest chapel.

“R-Reina… did you do something here?”

“Um… I just cleaned normally…?”

Reina tilted her head in confusion at Clarel’s flustered question, clutching an ordinary rag—the same one used for routine cleaning, not some legendary relic bestowed by the gods.

“Um… was something wrong? Did I do something bad…?”

“N-No, no, no! Nothing’s wrong at all!”

Seeing Reina’s face crumple as if she might cry, Clarel hurriedly waved his hands.

“I’m so happy the chapel’s this clean! I was just so surprised at how spotless it is!”

His tone sounded blatantly insincere in his panic, but Reina’s expression softened, reassured by his exaggerated words. Her smile bloomed like cherry blossoms, bringing Clarel genuine relief.

…Well, whatever. A slightly glowing chapel isn’t a big deal.

Compared to the warmth of her smile, a minor miracle was trivial. Besides, while the chapel shimmered with divine power, only clerics could perceive the change. In a rural town like Eggbell, far from a pilgrimage site, visiting priests were rare. Hence, the anomaly was unlikely to be noticed..

Still… in the game, Reina’s cleaning never caused a miracle like this. Why did this happen…?

Clarel pondered, unaware that Reina’s divine power—the saintess’s blessing—was amplified by positive emotions, such as love and happiness. In the original game, Reina endured family abuse and, even after being recognized as a saintess, faced grueling training at the great temple. She only found love and happiness after enrolling in the Royal Academy and meeting the capture targets.

By saving Reina earlier than in the game’s scenario, Clarel had hastened the awakening of her saintess powers.

After finishing the chapel’s cleaning, the two shared a simple lunch. In the afternoon, Clarel had his priestly duties—“holy tasks.” He needed to offer prayers to the townsfolk visiting the temple and heal the injured with holy magic.

While Clarel worked, he told Reina to relax in the back. He’d changed her out of his shirt into a children’s dress bought on the way back, but her frail, bird-like frame remained unchanged. For now, it was best to keep her out of the townsfolk’s sight.

“While Clarel-sama works, I’ll clean the back a ton!”

“No… you can just relax, you know?”

“I’ll make dinner too! I’ll do my best!”

“…………”

As expected, Reina seemed more at ease keeping busy than resting.

“…In moderation. Make sure to take breaks, okay? You can eat the cookies in the cupboard. Absolutely don’t overdo it.”

Emphasizing this, Clarel left Reina and began his priestly work.

“Hey, Priest-sama. Can I pray today too?”

“Hello, young Priest-sama.”

Opening the front chapel, a few residents came to pray. Those visiting on a weekday afternoon were mostly retired elderly with free time.

Though Clarel was new to Eggbell’s temple, he was gradually becoming familiar with the residents.

“Hello, nice weather today, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is… oh?”

An elderly woman who came to pray tilted her head.

“The chapel’s air feels especially nice today, doesn’t it? Did you clean?”

“…Yes, this morning.”

“I see. It feels so refreshing. My hips even feel a bit better.”

Though the residents couldn’t see the divine light, they seemed to notice the purified air.

Well, the air is incredibly clear. It’s like being in the Alps… not that I’ve been there.

“The goddess is always by your side. May blessings be upon you…”

For now, the miracle seemed unnoticed. Clarel sighed in relief and continued offering prayers to the residents as usual.

For a while, he worked as usual, with familiar residents coming and going, until a group of men rushed into the chapel.

“Priest-sama! Are you here!?”

“Sorry, we need you to treat wounds! We’ve got an injured man!”

The men, clad in leather and metal gear, were armed. They were unfamiliar faces, but their attire marked them as adventurers.

The Rainbow-Colored Sparkles From Beyond was a romance-focused otome game, but its fantasy elements included monsters called magical beasts. Adventurers made their living hunting them.

“A forest beast got him! Hurry, please!”

“Ugh… it hurts…”

The adventurers carried in a man bleeding from his chest. He was conscious, but a claw wound was bleeding heavily.

“This is bad… we need to treat him immediately!”

Clarel rushed to the injured man. The wound was deep. Clarel could use healing magic through holy arts, but… honestly, he wasn’t sure if he could heal such a severe injury.

This is bad… but if we don’t treat it now, his life’s at risk…!

Clarel’s holy magic might not fully heal it, potentially leaving lasting damage. Still, he couldn’t not treat it. Kneeling beside the man, he held his hand over the wound.

“Heal.”

Activating his holy magic, white light emanated from Clarel’s hand, seeping into the wound.

In the next moment, the wound vanished without a trace.

“Eh?” “Huh?” “What?” “Hah?”

Multiple voices of disbelief rang out simultaneously. Clarel was just as shocked.

“…………No way…?”

He muttered, slipping into his natural tone.

His holy magic shouldn’t have such potency. Healing a wound like that without a scar was a feat only high-ranking priests in the capital’s great temple could achieve.

“Amazing! It’s healed!”

“A miracle… not even a scar! What an incredible Priest-sama!”

Cheers erupted from the adventurers and the residents who happened to be in the chapel for prayers.

“Thank you, thank you… You’re my lifesaver!”

“You saved him! Thanks for helping our buddy!”

The adventurers grabbed Clarel’s hands, shaking them vigorously. Bewildered by displaying power beyond his usual abilities, he let them do as they pleased.

Could it be… the chapel’s doing?

The chapel was enveloped in an aura of divine power due to Reina’s miracle. Perhaps it had amplified his holy magic, granting an extraordinary buff.

I see…… Reina’s power. That would make sense………… would it? Really?

“Here’s the treatment fee, take it!”

“Thanks… we owe you one!”

To the dumbfounded Clarel, the adventurers left a treatment fee far higher than the usual rate before departing.

Continuing his priestly duties, Clarel closed the temple as the sun set.

“Hm?”

A pleasant aroma wafted from the dining kitchen in the back.

“That smells nice, Reina.”

“Ah, Clarel-sama. Are you done with work?”

In the kitchen, Reina was stirring a pot on the fire. On the table, wooden plates held a salad and bread.

“The stew’s just about ready. Please wait a little longer, okay?”

“Ah, yes… understood.”

He thought about helping, but there didn’t seem to be anything left for him to do. Clarel sat at the table as instructed, watching Reina’s back as she cooked.

“~♪”

What was so fun about it? Reina was humming cheerfully, her back almost resembling a newlywed preparing dinner for her beloved husband.

“Here you go, it’s ready. Sorry for the wait!”

Reina placed a plate of stew on the table. The rich aroma rose with the steam, promising deliciousness even before tasting it.

“This… looks delicious…”

“I hope it suits your taste… please, dig in.”

“Yes. Offering thanks to the goddess and Reina… itadakimasu.”

After praying, Clarel took a spoonful of stew and brought it to his mouth.

“This is…!”

Instantly, a creamy texture spread across his palate. The sweetness of vegetables mingled with the savoriness of beef, while a sharp tingle of spices pricked his tongue. Though a stew, it was blended with multiple spices, giving it a depth akin to rich curry.

No way… a ten-year-old girl made a stew this deeply flavorful…!?

Stunned by Reina’s cooking skills, Clarel soon noticed something odd.

“Hm… spices? And beef too?”

“Is something wrong, Clarel-sama?”

“Wrong? Reina, where did you get the ingredients for this dish?”

There shouldn’t have been spices or beef among the ingredients Clarel bought.

“Uh… I used the ingredients on the table, but was that bad?”

“No, those were bought for dinner, so it’s fine, but… huh?”

“…………?”

Clarel and Reina exchanged glances, tilting their heads, clearly not on the same page.

Then, from behind Reina, glowing orbs floated into view.

“Wha…?”

Orbs the size of baseballs appeared—one, two, three—hovering gently behind Reina.

“No way… ‘holy spirits’?”

Holy spirits. As the name implied, they were souls with sacred attributes, known as the goddess’s messengers. These lesser angels were said to appear only before highly virtuous clerics.

“Huh? Is something there?”

Following Clarel’s gaze, Reina turned around. The three holy spirits floating behind her swiftly hid behind objects, evading her line of sight.

“There’s nothing there, Clarel-sama?”

“Ah… yes, nothing.”

Discreetly tracking the hidden spirits’ movements, Clarel saw one float toward a water jug.

“Oh.”

The spirit vanished. In its place, a fish appeared from thin air, splashing into the jug with a plop.

“A fish… from nowhere…?”

“Clarel-sama?”

Only Clarel witnessed the miracle. Reina, oblivious, blinked curiously.

These spirits don’t intend to show themselves to Reina… they’re guarding her from the shadows, right?

From the situation, the spirits likely brought the ingredients. Clarel hoped they weren’t stolen, perhaps taken from offerings at another temple.

It’s not strange for holy spirits to be around Reina. In the game, she summoned spirits and angels in certain scenes.

As a saintess, Reina could summon spirits or angels in battle to attack enemies. But… for cooking, not fighting? And summoning them unconsciously?

The chapel’s glowing, my holy magic’s stronger, spirits are bringing ingredients… how many miracles have I witnessed today alone?

“Clarel-sama? Is something wrong…?”

As Clarel was lost in thought, Reina’s voice trembled with concern.

“Um… did I do something bad?”

“N-No… you didn’t do anything wrong, not at all!”

His odd behavior had clearly made Reina anxious.

“Your stew was so delicious that I couldn’t help but get carried away like a kid. Sorry for being rude during the meal.”

“It was that good? I’m so happy!”

Reina’s anxious expression brightened, her voice brimming with cheer. Her spirits visibly lifted.

“I’ll make breakfast tomorrow… no, lunch and dinner too, every day. Leave it to me!”

Reina clenched her fists with determination, and sparks of light crackled around her. More holy spirits appeared, spinning in the air behind her as if dancing to her joy.

Are they appearing in response to Reina’s emotions…?

There was no such depiction in the game… was this a discrepancy arising from the transition to reality?

“Tomorrow’s breakfast will be toast, and dinner will be fish. White fish sauté… no, meunière’s tempting too.”

“…Well, alright.”

Eagerly, Reina was already planning tomorrow’s menu. Though many questions remained, as long as Reina was happy, that was enough for now. Clarel picked up his spoon again, savoring the delicious beef stew.

◇ ◇ ◇

A few days after officially taking Reina in, Clarel decided to take her into town for the first time.

“Reina, shall we go out together today?”

“Huh? Is it okay to go outside?”

Reina blinked in surprise. Until now, Clarel had kept her from going out as much as possible.

“Yes… I’ve put you through some inconvenience, but it should be fine now.”

Previously, Reina had been emaciated from malnutrition, but in just a few days, she’d become remarkably healthy. Her recovery was astonishing—likely another of the saintess’s miracles. Now, Reina wouldn’t raise suspicion walking around town. The disgraceful rumor of the temple’s priest harboring a starving child, leading to investigations by constables or temple authorities, could be avoided.

“We need various things, so let’s buy them while we’re at it. Not just daily necessities… the clothes I got you aren’t enough, right?”

Reina was wearing a dress Clarel had bought haphazardly. It was plain and unadorned. In his previous life as a bachelor, Clarel had no experience buying clothes for girls, so his lack of fashion sense was understandable.

“I like this dress, so it’s fine…”

Yet, for some reason, Reina seemed attached to the dress, gripping the hem tightly, as if afraid it would be taken away.

“But… it doesn’t quite fit, does it? You’ll need more underwear too, or it’ll be inconvenient. It’s tough when you’re washing clothes…”

Reina was a girl. She couldn’t keep wearing the same outfit forever.

I could buy more, but… honestly, I’m tired of the weird looks from shop clerks when buying girls’ underwear…

“But… you’ve already done so much for me, I feel bad asking for more…”

“I want to buy them for you. You’ve been cleaning the temple and cooking meals. Let me show my gratitude.”

“…Okay.”

After some insistence, Reina finally agreed, her expression apologetic but her cheeks flushing slightly with happiness.

The matter settled, they decided to head out early, as townsfolk would visit the temple in the afternoon.

“Alright, let’s go.”

“Yes, Clarel-sama!”

Reina’s voice was lively. As expected of a girl, she probably enjoyed shopping, no matter what she said.

“~♪”

Humming excitedly, Reina followed Clarel out of the temple. Holy spirits spun around her, as if responding to her joyful voice.

“Oh? Priest-sama, who’s that girl?”

As they stepped onto the street, a familiar woman from the neighborhood called out to them.

“Hello, Rottel-san.”

Rottel-san, a plump woman in her fifties living near the temple, was a talkative gossip but kind-hearted and fond of children.

“She’s an apprentice sister I’ve taken into the temple. She’s been living here for a bit, training.”

“H-Hello… I’m Reina…”

Clarel greeted her with a calm smile. Reina, hiding behind Clarel, introduced herself timidly.

“Oh my, what a cute girl… hello! Reina-chan, training at the temple at such a young age must be tough.”

“Y-Yes… um…”

“She has family circumstances, so I took her in… her father wasn’t exactly admirable, so it’s partly for her protection.”

“Oh… I see. That’s how it is…”

Rottel-san’s expression turned sympathetic. Some temples served as sanctuaries for women mistreated by fathers or husbands. She seemed to understand Reina’s situation as similar.

“I’d appreciate your kindness going forward. As a man, I’m clueless about girls’ matters.”

“Of course! Feel free to ask me anything.”

Rottel-san thumped her chest confidently. Her love of gossip was a flaw, but her care for others and children made her a reliable ally for advice.

“P-Please take care of me…”

“You got it. First, you need a haircut. With such a pretty face, you should dress stylishly too.”

“We’re going shopping for clothes now. Her hair… What should we do?”

“I’ll cut it for her later. Come by my place after shopping, before it gets dark.”

Rottel-san laughed heartily, her offer coming at just the right time.

“Sorry, could I ask you to do that?”

“Sure thing. Reina-chan wants to look cute, right?”

“I do… I want to be cute…!”

Reina stepped out from behind Clarel, asserting herself with unusual vigor. Despite seeming uninterested in fashion earlier, her enthusiasm was unexpected.

“Alright, see you later. I’ll be waiting!”

Parting with Rottel-san, Clarel and Reina headed to the market.

“Reina, be careful not to get lost.”

“Y-Yes…”

Reina’s expression turned anxious, her eyes flickering toward Clarel’s right hand.

“…………?”

Clarel wondered what was wrong… but soon realized what she wanted.

“If you’d like, shall we hold hands? So we don’t get separated.”

“Yes!”

Reina nodded happily and grabbed Clarel’s hand, her small palm squeezing repeatedly as if confirming his warmth and presence.

“Clarel-sama, what are we buying first?”

“Let’s go shopping for clothes. Everyday wear, underwear, and pajamas too.”

“For pajamas, your shirt is fine, you know?”

Reina had been using Clarel’s shirt as sleepwear. He didn’t mind sparing a shirt or two, but… There was an odd guilt about letting a young girl wear his clothes.

“No, that’s a bit… You know, the smell and all…”

“It’s very comfortable to sleep in. It has a calming scent.”

Reina declared firmly, her tone unusually resolute for someone so timid.

When she’s this insistent, it’s hard to say no. If she says she doesn’t need new ones, maybe I shouldn’t force it?

“…Alright, we’ll keep it as is. If you change your mind, don’t hesitate to tell me.”

“Yes! Of course!”

Reina’s face bloomed into a radiant smile, like a flower opening wide. Just a single shirt—what was so delightful about it?

“…Anyway, shall we go?”

Leading Reina, Clarel searched for a clothing store. Since Reina was with him, he wanted to shop at a stylish place if possible.

“Oh, that shop looks good.”

Clarel pointed to a store on the main street. It wasn’t large, but it seemed to have a good selection. The shop’s name was “Rose Garden,” adorned with cute illustrations of bears and flowers, indicating it catered to women and children.

“Welcome… oh, could you be the new priest?”

“Uugh!?”

Upon seeing the shop clerk, Clarel’s voice cracked, and he froze. The clerk was a man in his forties, bald, muscular, and nearly two meters tall. His face was caked with thick makeup, and he swayed his hips, hands clasped together.

“Here to shop today? I’ll help you pick out the perfect items!”

“Haha, y-yeah… that’s right…”

Clarel forced a strained smile. From his appearance and mannerisms, this clerk was likely what’s called an “onee” type.

Seriously… to think such a colorful mob character was lurking in the heroine’s hometown…

The clerk’s presence was overwhelming. Clarel wondered if he was a secret character with a significant role, his personality practically exploding with uniqueness.

“Wow… so many cute clothes…!”

While Clarel was stunned by the shopkeeper, Reina’s eyes sparkled at the clothes on display. Even a glance revealed an array of cute and elegant outfits, all reasonably priced.

“What an impressive selection… do you source these from somewhere?”

“Oh, no, darling. I designed them all myself.”

“You did…?”

“That’s right. My dream’s always been to see cute girls wear the clothes I design. I’m thrilled to have a darling like that young lady here.”

The shop was noticeably empty, with no other customers besides Clarel and Reina.

The reason’s probably… the shopkeeper’s appearance. First impressions are intense, but he doesn’t seem like a bad person.

Aside from the shopkeeper’s appearance, there were no concerns. Once you got past his (her?) overwhelming presence, it was a fine shop.

“Clarel-sama, can I look around a bit?”

“Of course… could you help pick out a few outfits for her?”

“Absolutely, darling! With pleasure!”

With a flourish, the shopkeeper brought several outfits for Reina.

“Wow… so pretty…!”

As expected of a girl her age, Reina’s eyes gleamed at the adorable clothes being brought out, her earlier reserve forgotten.

“The fitting room’s over there, so try them on! What’s your name… Reina-chan? I’ll make you absolutely adorable!”

Rapid-fire, the shopkeeper turned Reina into a dress-up doll. A frilly, charming dress. A baggy hoodie with bunny ears. A practical pants outfit. A slightly mature black dress.

Reina tried on various clothes, and, as expected of a heroine, every outfit suited her perfectly, worthy of a screenshot.

“H-How do I look, Clarel-sama?”

Reina, wearing a checkered dress with red boots, asked timidly.

“You look adorable. Honestly, I’m stunned…!”

“Hau… I’m so happy!”

Clarel’s honest praise made Reina cup her rosy cheeks, twirling to express her joy.

“My, my… how sweet.”

The shopkeeper smiled warmly at Reina’s reaction.

“With such a great base, she can pull off any outfit… though her hair’s a pity. If it were tidied up, she’d be even cuter…”

“Oh, we’ve arranged for a haircut afterward.”

“Is that so? Perfect. These clothes must be thrilled to be worn by such a cute girl. Clothes only become clothes when someone wears them.”

The shopkeeper spoke with a hint of loneliness. The shop’s exterior and products were excellent, but his (her?) presence seemed to deter customers.

“Don’t worry. You’ll get plenty of customers from now on.”

Clarel spoke matter-of-factly to the shopkeeper.

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“Because Reina will be walking around town in your clothes. People will see her all dressed up and take notice of the outfits, right?”

Reina was a heroine, a stunning beauty who turned heads. If she wore clothes from this shop around town, parents with children would flock here.

“I see… that’s lovely.”

“So, I think you could afford to discount these clothes a bit more.”

“…You look gentle, but you’re quite shrewd, Priest-sama.”

Requesting a discount in exchange for promotion, Clarel earned a wry smile from the shopkeeper. He wasn’t strapped for cash, but having spent his savings on Reina’s custody, saving where possible was wise.

“Fine, darling. But in return… make sure to advertise properly out there.”

“Of course, absolutely.”

“Clarel-sama! What about this outfit!?”

As Clarel and the shopkeeper shook hands firmly, Reina returned in a new outfit—a refreshing mint-green dress, a bit early for the season but perfect for a summery young lady.

“It’s mature and very lovely, Reina.”

“~!”

Reina trembled with wordless delight at Clarel’s comment. Buying several outfits at a steep discount, the two left the clothing store.

“It’d be a shame for such a good girl to spend her life as a temple sister. Think about her future so she can be happier than anyone in the world, okay?”

As they left, the shopkeeper offered that advice. It went without saying—Reina would become the happiest, most wonderful heroine. Clarel would make sure of it.

“Um… was it really okay? Buying so many clothes for me…”

Leaving the shop, Reina’s voice was heavy with guilt. She’d been excited while picking clothes, but now, outside the store, her timid nature resurfaced.

“It’s fine. They all suited you, Reina-san.”

“B-But… even buying underwear… it’s not like anyone sees it, so I don’t need such things…”

“Please let me buy them. I’m begging you.”

A girl he lived with going without underwear wasn’t something he could brush off as fine just because she was young.

“Besides… Oratorio-san was a kind person. It’s no problem at all.”

The muscular, bald shopkeeper, whose name Clarel later learned was Oratorio, had discounted the clothes by half, thanks to the advertising deal, leaving plenty of budget.

“He was a bit unique, but genuinely kind and dedicated. Shall we keep shopping there?”

Enough about clothes. They moved on to the next shop.

“Let’s see, next is daily necessities.”

He wanted to buy dishes, a bag, handkerchiefs, and writing supplies for Reina.

“There’s a general store over there. Let’s go.”

“Yes…”

Taking Reina, Clarel visited a large general store on the main street, where he’d bought supplies when he first arrived in town.

“Alright, let’s get what we need. If you want anything, just say so.”

“O-Okay…”

Despite his words, Reina didn’t ask for anything herself. With no choice, Clarel took the lead, adding necessary items to the basket.

“Ah…”

“Hm?”

Suddenly, Reina let out a slight sound.  Turning at her faint voice, Clarel saw her staring at a stuffed animal on a shelf—a bear, large enough for a child to hug, with golden eyes like full moons set in its black fur.

“…………”

Reina gazed at the stuffed animal longingly. Silently, Clarel grabbed it and placed it in the basket.

“Ah…”

“Let’s buy this too.”

“N-No, it’s okay! I-I wasn’t wanting it or anything…!”

Reina hurriedly waved her hands, trying to return the bear to the shelf, but Clarel lifted the basket out of reach.

“Don’t hold back. I’m buying it because it’s necessary.”

Clarel quickly spun an excuse.

“Stuffed animals are guardians for children. They act as substitutes if something bad happens or to eat bad dreams. It’s said that homes with kids must buy dolls for protection.”

“R-Really…? Come to think of it, my mom bought me a doll too…”

Reina’s expression grew slightly wistful. The doll her mother gave her was likely thrown out by her toxic parents.

Clarel gently patted Reina’s head and carried the basket to the clerk.

“Ah…”

“Anything else you want?”

“N-No… I’m fine…”

“Then let’s pay and head back. We don’t want to keep Rottel-san waiting.”

“…Yes.”

Seeing Reina’s face—apologetic yet happy—Clarel knew he’d made the right choice.

Leaving the general store, they walked back toward the temple.

“Oi, look at that…!”

“Yeah, she’s super cute.”

“That’s Priest-sama next to her, right? Not his sister… is she?”

Passersby noticed Reina, their faces showing surprise. Already naturally beautiful, she was now dressed in stylish clothes from Oratorio’s store. In a modern Japanese city, talent scouts would’ve swarmed her.

“Those clothes are adorable.”

“Where’d she buy them?”

The clothes caught attention too. Reina was already fulfilling her role as an advertisement. They returned to the temple, setting their purchases on the dining table.

“Alright, shall we go to Rottel-san’s for your haircut?”

Taking Reina, Clarel headed out again, visiting Rottel-san’s house near the temple.

“My, my, Reina-chan. What lovely clothes. You’re absolutely adorable!”

“E-Ehehehe…”

Rottel-san clasped her hands, showering Reina with praise. Reina smiled shyly, clearly pleased.

“Rottel-san, these are fruits from the market. Please share them with your family.”

“Oh, you shouldn’t have! You didn’t need to go to the trouble.”

It was a necessary gesture of courtesy as a working adult. Since Rottel-san would likely help with Reina’s care in the future, Clarel handed her a gift to show his respect.

“Alright, let’s cut that hair as promised. You’ve become so cute, we need to make your hair just as lovely.”

“Please, I’m counting on you.”

“It’ll take about thirty minutes, I think. I’ll walk her back to the temple when we’re done, so don’t worry.”

“Very well, then…”

Leaving Reina in Rottel-san’s care, Clarel stepped out of her house.

“Phew… I’m a bit tired.”

Shopping with a girl, even a child, was something he hadn’t done in ages. It wasn’t a bother, but it had taken some mental energy. Rotating his shoulders lightly, Clarel intended to head back and rest, but… he noticed a man standing in front of the temple.

“You…”

“Yo, Clarel. Back already?”

The man was a young fellow clad in the armor of the constabulary. Spotting Clarel, he raised a hand and called out in a friendly tone.

“It looked like you were on a date with a cute girl today. Saw you in town and I was shocked.”

“It wasn’t a date… how big do you think the age gap is, Roywood?”

Clarel dropped his usual polite speech for a casual tone. The man’s name was Roywood Bellen, the captain of Eggbell’s constabulary unit and an old friend of Clarel’s.

Clarel and Roywood were classmates at the Royal Academy in the capital, the kind of friends who’d shared meals and memories. After graduation, they went their separate ways, but by chance, they’d both been assigned to the same town.

“Don’t tell me you came all the way here just to tease me?”

“Nah, nah, not that. I got worried that some shady priest was sneaking a girl into the temple for no good reason, so I came to check.”

“Keep talking. You’re the shady one… how the heck does a guy like you manage to be a constabulary captain? You’re the one who smuggled booze into the dorms and got punished back in school.”

“Haha! Well, I’m technically an earl’s son, y’know. Let’s me skip the grunt work. First time I ever thought being born a noble was worth it.”

Roywood had only been with the constabulary for about a month. Despite that, he was already a captain, thanks to being the third son of the Bellen Earldom. Nobles were treated as career officers in military or civil roles, starting with a leg up after employment.

“Still… It’s true, huh? You’re really with a girl. Is it legit that she’s the Auster Company’s daughter?”

“I don’t know where you heard that, but… your ears are sharp.”

“I’m a constable, man. ‘Walls have ears, doors have Marys,’ y’know.”

“That makes no sense… but yeah, it’s true that Reina’s the Auster Company’s daughter. A concubine’s child, seems she had a rough time.”

“A concubine’s kid, huh… must’ve been through a lot…”

Though a member of an earl’s family, Roywood was also born to a concubine. Mistreated by the Bellen Earldom, he likely empathized with Reina’s situation.

“Yeah… after her mother died and she was taken in by the Austers, she was treated almost like she was abused. Toxic parents, you know.”

“Toxic parents, huh… so you took her in? Paying a fortune to buy out her custody outright—you, a kid-lover? Who’d have thought…”

“Don’t look at me like that. Seeing a bruised-up girl praying for her mother would move anyone’s heart, even mine. She’s got talent for holy magic, and I needed the help.”

“Hmph… well, whatever. Just take good care of her.”

Roywood gave Clarel’s shoulder a light pat before turning to leave.

“Alright, I’m off… if anything comes up, I’ll lend a hand. I don’t like toxic parents either.”

“Yeah, thanks… actually, since you’re here, I’ve got a favor to ask.”

“Huh?”

Roywood, about to walk away, stopped at Clarel’s words.

“Right off the bat? About the girl?”

“Yeah… I need you to look into something about Reina’s family.”

Meeting Roywood here was unexpected, but… in a way, it was convenient. Clarel decided to offload a matter he’d been meaning to investigate onto Roywood.

“I want you to dig into the Auster Company’s underbelly. There’s a chance they’re dealing in illegal drugs.”

“Illegal drugs…? Oi, Clarel! What’s that supposed to mean? Explain!”

Roywood’s eyes widened as he closed in on Clarel. Clarel held up a hand to calm his friend, who was leaning in aggressively.

“Chill, don’t get so worked up… I’ll explain everything.”

Drawing on his game knowledge, Clarel explained the illicit activities the Auster Company was secretly involved in.

With Reina’s custody relinquished, the Austers are no longer tied to her. But… I’m not forgiving you. Not for abusing Reina, and not for the crimes you’re bound to commit in the future…!

The Austers, who neglected and abused Reina, would cast a dark shadow over her future if left unchecked. To bring justice to those who would only harm Reina, Clarel shared parts of his game knowledge with his friend.

◇ ◇ ◇

While Clarel roped his friend into scheming—or rather, preparing to deliver righteous judgment to toxic parents—Reina had just finished her haircut with Rottel-san.

“Oh my… to think you’d change this much…”

“This is… me?”

Rottel-san gasped, and Reina, too, was stunned by her reflection in the mirror. Her overgrown bangs were trimmed, and her messy hair was neatly styled, transforming Reina into an undeniably beautiful girl in anyone’s eyes.

She was already a gem waiting to shine. The clothes from Oratorio’s store had made her charming, but now… she was practically an angel, a peerless beauty who’d make anyone, man or woman, turn and stare.

“Mhm, I thought you were cute, but this is beyond expectations. Priest-sama will be thrilled.”

“Clarel-sama will be happy?”

“Oh, absolutely.”

“I’m so glad…!”

At Rottel-san’s words, Reina beamed like the sun, her dazzling smile making Rottel-san lean back in awe.

“R-Reina-chan… please, don’t go wandering alone at night, okay?”

“Huh? I don’t go out at night, but…?”

“Absolutely not, got it? Seeing you now, even a saint’s heart could be tempted by a devil. Promise your old auntie!”

Rottel-san’s unusually stern tone was understandable. Reina’s current appearance could make even the kindest, most gentlemanly person lose their senses. To prevent any unsavory attention, Reina needed to be cautious.

“Clarel-sama will be happy… Clarel-sama will be happy…”

Oblivious to Rottel-san’s concerns, Reina repeated the words joyfully. The thought of Clarel praising her, patting her head, or smiling at her warmed her heart like a cozy glow.

Though they’d only known each other for about a week, Clarel had somehow become an immense presence in Reina’s life.

Clarel-sama, Clarel-sama, Clarel-sama, Clarel-sama…!

Reina’s feelings toward Clarel bordered on dependency, not exactly a praiseworthy emotion and perhaps even obsessive in some ways. But for Reina, it was a precious, gem-like feeling.

“Alright, I’ll walk you back to the temple. Come along.”

“Yes, please.”

Led by Rottel-san, Reina left the house. Her head felt lighter after the haircut, the breeze fresher than usual. Her steps were oddly buoyant, and the short path back to the temple seemed to sparkle.

“Clarel-sama…!”

Clarel was at the temple’s front entrance, talking to an unfamiliar man. Reina darted from Rottel-san’s side, running toward him.

“Clarel-sama, I’m back!”

“Reina…!?”

Clarel’s eyes widened at the sight of Reina running toward him with a radiant smile, her enhanced cuteness post-haircut clearly captivating him.

“Clarel-sama, what do you think?”

Reina tilted her head, peering up at Clarel as she asked, the gesture almost coy but terrifyingly natural on her.

“It… it suits you wonderfully… you’re unrecognizable.”

Blushing at the ten-year-old girl, Clarel stammered out his thoughts.

“Thank you…! I’m so happy… so, so happy!”

Receiving his unembellished words, Reina’s smile shone even brighter. A new emotion sprouted in her heart, one she’d never felt before—the joy of captivating and being praised by a man she admired.

“Reina’s smiling!”

“She looks so happy!”

“We should bless her!”

Around Reina, sparkling holy spirits gathered, resonating with her elated heart. As if celebrating her joy, the spirits worked a miracle, creating a grand rainbow in the sky.