When the first rays of sunlight in the morning penetrated into the church through the seven-colored glass, trying to wake up the people who were still asleep with a strong light, it still had no choice but to confirm its own failure early, because it seemed that a believer who had jumped over the light had already begun to prepare before her.

Originally, this was not the case in this dilapidated church, which was almost devoid of faith, and every day, every time, the big man with the hair on his belly slept until he was hungry and began to scream.

It took only a few minutes for Hikari to realize that there had been a new inhabitant since last night, and that it seemed that all the habits he had cultivated were still there. So the light retreated, and gradually hid behind the clouds and peeked.

After "......" put on the necessary clothes, Freya, who had no intention of doing so, chose to sit quietly.

Perhaps because of the unaccustomed relationship between the water and the soil, there is still a long time before the prayer after waking up in the morning, and it is not impossible to go there immediately to wait, but at that time, it will definitely be impossible to devote oneself because of the lack of energy. And in this kind of sojourn, you can't expect any snacks that are always on call, after all, it's good to be entertained and stay for free. The surroundings are not quiet, although there are also humans who are also believers, but there is obviously no way to pass the time by talking to him. If you want to say why......

"Hoo ......"

Freya exhaled with difficulty, then kept her breath to a minimum. No one limited the number of breaths she could take, but it was unwise to greedily devour the air here. Separated by a curtain, the man lying on the bench in the distance was a snoring man, even though he must have taken a shower last night. But in the morning, it was because of him that there was an indescribable atmosphere in the church. An even more unbearable eerie aura.

It's a bit like a mixture of foot odor and sweat smell. Anyway, it's certain that it won't make people want to take a second puff. However, this situation will occur, of course, there is a part of the reason for the human physique, and the whole church is also partly responsible for not doing a good job of daily cleaning, although this part of the responsibility is also on the head of the sleeping priest.

There was a sound of water washing, and Freya, who was lifting the bucket, seemed to be relieved that she had suddenly found a little "temporary target", although this kind of physical work should not be Freya's job even before, but she didn't feel so strange that she was used to cleaning the room often. If there is really any problem, I am afraid that the mess of this church is far beyond her imagination.

Physical discomfort should be endured, but spiritual mess must be removed, and in such a messy environment, I am afraid that even prayer will have to be discounted.

While muttering familiar words to drive away mosquitoes that were not "sinful" and therefore should not be crushed to death, Freya wiped the seven-colored glass. The clear water in the bucket soon turned into a turbid stream, constantly changing, and constantly wiping. The birds and beasts in the woods had finally woken up, though there were basically no bugs to be found at this time.

So they have to complain about their mistakes with their calls. Then the hard-headed start of the day's survival, the long-lost sweat and fatigue mixed with a little excitement finally slowly surged up, in order to calm down the movements that seemed a little nervous, Freya chose to take a little rest.

Obviously, this should be a lot of movement, but the guy lying on the bench is still snoring with his belly turned upside down, maybe because he gave up the only bed to the "lady", which caused him to fall asleep on the hard bench and produce unnecessary fatigue? But no matter how you look at it, it seems that when I have seen it, the priest named Uncle Mandala is just because he is lazy in bed.

Yes...... Speaking of which, there should be a youkai with him. It's a little puzzling as to why youkai became believers, but it's a good thing. She's supposed to be here, too, but......

"Oh, I'm awake."

Just as Freya was resting for a while, she looked for Pandora with her eyes, and the coolie monster with a shopping bag around her neck kicked the door open helplessly, but the loud noise still did not wake up the unemployed uncle who was still snoring.

"Wow...... It stinks to death, it's a shame that you can endure it, Lord Bishop. ”

The "strange fragrance" from the shop almost didn't make Pandora faint directly, and after hurriedly placing the purchased ingredients in the corner, she looked like she had been tortured and skillfully opened the windows one by one.

"You...... Already ......"

Freya looked at the youkai that had bypassed her with some surprise, and the feeling of losing in a sense made her seem a little frustrated.

"Ah, go and buy."

The open window finally relieved the stinking church a lot, and of course, the bright light outside the window did not hesitate to shine on the mandala's belly, looking like a piece of lard that had just been taken out of the refrigerator waiting to be thawed.

"Although there is direct relief, our economy is still not very good, so we can only rush to 'fight' with those crazy housewives? Anyway, rest assured, Lord Bishop, it won't make your life too hard. ”

"I ...... That's not what it means. ”

Why did you wake up so early? Although this question is a matter of contention, the results are already obvious.

"There's still some time, but shouldn't you wake him up to pray?"

"Prayer...... Ahaha, yes, yes. ”

After putting on an expression of "why do you want to do this thing", Pandora, who suddenly realized that the atmosphere was wrong, chose to avoid the confrontation with the archbishop, "But there is still some time left, that stupid pig basically can't wake up now, I'd better help you clean it up first." ”

The only way Pandora can think of is to distract her from the somewhat rigid "Bishop", and a head-on collision is the most unwise thing to do. Just like last night, considering the difference between men and women, it was not only her, but even the always "stupid" Mandala wanted Freya to live in a separate room, but was pushed back by the stereotypical "archbishop" with "It's a confessional, why should I stay there".

Ah, is it a confessional? Speaking of which, it has long been used as a storeroom. With such a complicated feeling, I finally relied on the idea brought by the "big man's feelings" of the mandala, and temporarily formed a closed "room" with a curtain that is usually useless, and the problem of "the difference between men and women" was temporarily solved.

“…… Thank you. ”

There was silence for a while, and it seemed that Freya did not refuse this level of kindness, "But please wake him up at least half an hour in advance, it is forbidden to dress unneatly." ”

"Understand! When I kick his ass, I'll wake him up. ”

Pandora bent down and began to help Freya clean up after a long time.

As long as it doesn't threaten the minimum of life, it's basically something that can be ignored.,It's not a cleanliness fetish.,But this bishop also looks very strict.。 However, it seems that there is such a bishop, who is strict with himself and others, although there are many tendons.

It always feels like I've gone back to the past.

"Ah, since we're sweeping, let's make some noise."

Inexplicably a little motivated, Pandora unconsciously pinched her palm, "Bring the ladder here, and sweep the walls by the way." (To be continued......)