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"Please give blessings to the lost lamb—"
"Please give charity to us on behalf of the father in heaven!"
While Koneke and I were walking through the town, I saw two girls wearing white robes, praying on the road. Wow. They were standing out. It was easy to find them. It looked like they were quite troubled. People walking past them were giving them odd glances.
"How can this be? This is the reality of the developed country of Japan? That's why I don't like countries that don't have the smell of our beliefs."
"Don't say that, Xenovia. We lost all the money we had. So we have to rely on charity from these heretics, or else we can't get food, you know? Aaah, we can't even buy a single loaf of bread!"
"Hmph. It all happened because you bought that fake-looking painting."
Xenovia pointed at a painting of a saint that was drawn really badly. What the heck was that? Did they get cheated in a fake exhibition?
"What are you saying? This painting has the drawing of someone who looks like a saint! That's what the person in the exhibition said as well!"
"Then do you know who the person in the drawing is? I certainly don't."
The person in the picture certainly looked like a foreigner and was wearing poor clothing and had something on his head. There was also a baby angel in the background with a trumpet who was floating in the air.
"... I think it's...Saint...Peter...?"
"Don't mess around. Saint Peter wouldn't look like this."
"No, he must have looked like this! I'm sure about it!"
"Aaah, why did my partner have to be someone like you...God, is this also a trial?"
"Hey, don't hold your head down. You really get depressed when you are down, don't you?"
"Shut up! That's why the Protestants are called heretics! You guys have different beliefs than us Catholics! Show more respect to the saints!"
"What! What's wrong? It is Catholicism, where they still abide by the old law!"
"What did you say, heretic?"
"What did you say, heretic!?"
Those two started to argue by banging their heads against each other...
RUMBLE.
Then we heard the sound of their stomachs rumble when we were a distance away from them. The two of them dropped onto the ground with their stomachs rumbling.
"...First of all, let's do something to fill our stomachs. Or else it's not a matter of retrieving the Excaliburs."
"...You are right. Do you want to get money from the heretics by threatening them? I think God will forgive us if we threaten the heretics."
"Do you plan to attack the shrine? Or do you plan to steal their offertory box? Don't do either. Let's use our swords to put on a performance. It's an international entertainment that works in every country."
"That's an excellent idea! If we can cut fruits with our Excaliburs, then we can gather cash!"
"Well, we don't have fruits. It can't be helped. Let's cut that picture."
"No! You can't cut this down!"
The two of them started arguing again. I went towards both of them even though I was getting a headache. Seriously. They didn't seem like the girls I had an argument with in the clubroom just a few days ago.
I rubbed my temple and finally approached them. "Oi."
Xenovia turned her head, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, look who it is…"
I took a breath. "Listen… about the other day. I might've gone too far. So… apologies for what I did."
Her eyes narrowed immediately. "I don't need an apology from a devil."
Before she could say anything else, a loud RUMBLE cut through the air. Xenovia froze, her expression stiff, but her stomach betrayed her again with another growl. Irina gave her a look somewhere between amused and sympathetic.
I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. "Alright, how about this—we can continue our little… discussion after we get some food in you two. Talking on an empty stomach isn't going to get us anywhere."
Xenovia's lips pressed into a thin line, clearly torn between pride and hunger. Irina, however, immediately brightened. "I like this plan."
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"Delicious! Japanese cuisine is delicious!"
"Yes, yes! This is it! This is the taste of the food of my homeland!"
Irina and Xenovia started to fill their stomachs with the food they ordered at a family restaurant. Man, they eat a lot. Are they really assassins sent from the Christian Church?
I was worried about my money, but Koneko-chan said she would also pay. It's not manly if I make a girl pay! Especially since she is my junior! That's what I wanted to say, but after seeing these two eating, I would be in deep shit if we didn't pay together. Th...this is also for the club. It's for our group. Damnnnn you, Kibaaaa! I'm going through all of this shit for you!
"Phew. Now I'm calm. It's the end of the world to get helped by a devil."
That was what Xenovia said.
"Hey. We are treating you to food, and that's what you say?"
I said it while holding down my emotions.
"Pheeeew! Thank you for the meal. Aaaah God, please give charity to these devils."
Irina said while using her cross.
[Auu!]
At that moment I got a headache. The same thing happened to Koneko; she was touching her head as well. It seems like we Devils received some damage because she used her cross.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I did it without thinking."
Irina smiled with a cute face. These two look like bishoujo if you look at them normally. Xenovia drank a cup of water and took a deep breath. She then asked.
"So, why did you come to us, Brute?"
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