The Unaware Harem Adventure Tale of the Strongest Enchanter ~~I Don’t Know My Companions’ Faces or Identities, but I’m Pretty Sure They’re All Guys~~ - 22. Please Listen, Sister

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Sunlight shining through the stained glass brightly illuminates the statue of the Earth Goddess.

Clarissa had her hands clasped in prayer.

She prayed for the peace and happiness of the children in the orphanage.

Of course, as a Sister, she also prayed for the happiness of the people. Still, those children were special. Clarissa then lowered her head even deeper toward the statue.

(Thanks to Mr. Padric, the orphanage is able to keep going. If it weren’t for him, neither I nor the children… Please, grant happiness to that person as well.)

As she prayed for the happiness of her benefactor, a sudden thought occurred to her.

(I wonder if Mr. Padric is married. He didn’t have a wedding ring. So I think he’s single. If that’s the case, doesn’t that mean I have a chance? No, no, Clarissa, that’s inappropriate. How could I be thinking such things during sacred prayer?)

Clarissa pulled herself together.

(That gentle atmosphere, gentlemanly behavior, mature and well-mannered. Even the beard suits him well. Honestly, I like him. He’s just my type. The kids like him too. And he accepts their selfishness without anger. I really do like him. If we were to start dating, I wonder if the children would be upset. Ah, I’m already imagining dating. Just imagining it makes me drool.)

She wiped the drool with a handkerchief and let out a sigh.

Just then, the church bell rang.

“A confession of sins, it seems. Let’s go.”

She stood up and quietly stepped away from the goddess statue in the sacred silence.

As she walked toward the confessional booth, she heard voices.

(It seems someone is already being attended to. But again, he forgot to turn on the soundproofing magic device. Father really is careless. Oh, this voice…)

She stopped in front of the confessional and pressed her ear to the door. A familiar voice. Apparently, the person the priest was speaking to was the leader of that famous strongest party.

“So, you want to know the faces and backgrounds of your companions?”

“Yes, exactly. Isn’t there some way to at least find out their background or something?”

“That’s quite a difficult question. Hmm… In that case, how about using a magical device?”

“Tell me more.”

“There’s a magician acquaintance of mine who can make magical devices that show distant scenery. It’s in the form of a small box about ten centimeters. If you place it in the place you want to observe, you can see through the paired device. Actually, I have one placed in Clarissa’s bedroom and enjoy it daily for a little pleasure.”

…Eh?

Clarissa’s mind went blank.

She wanted to grab the priest by the collar and confirm what he had just said.

“I’m jealous. Clarissa-san’s pretty big, after all. I want to see too.”

“She is truly a devotee of the Earth Goddess. As voluptuous as melons grown in fertile soil, truly erotic and abundant. I can lend you the device for one day for a single gold coin.”

“Is the money going toward donations, by any chance?”

“I’ll use it for the operation of the orphanage. That way, there’s no guilt involved.”

*CRACK.* A fist sprouted from the confessional door.

The arm grabbed the priest by the collar, broke the door, and dragged him outside.

“What do you mean by ‘no guilt involved,’ Father?”

“C-Clarissa!? This is a misunderstanding. That was just a joke, a joke! I would never—”

“For a joke, it sounded like you had been observing quite thoroughly, didn’t it?”

“Every joke needs some realism! Besides, even to help operate the orphanage, we need support! I don’t want to see those kids abandoned either!”

“You’ve said too much, Father. That’s practically an admission that the magical device exists.”

“Ah.”

The priest’s face turned pale.

She grabbed the priest and punched him in the stomach repeatedly.

Once he passed out, she entered the confessional in his place.

“Please forget what was just said.”

“…Okay.”

“Shall we continue? Did the strategy I gave you to improve your reputation among others work out?”

“Well, I did try. But maybe it’s just not for me—it didn’t go too well. But I did find out the face and background of one of my companions.”

“You mean Felice. So she was a woman. That surprised me too. On top of that, she’s the daughter of the Lord of Mirdia. She liberated Mirdia and saved many people. That must be the result of you acting for others.”

“If the reward’s good, I’ll contribute to society as much as needed, though.”

“You always have one word too many.”

Clarissa furrowed her brows at the same usual attitude.

Their accomplishments were great. They had reclaimed Mirdia, which had already been given up on. People had returned. And the kingdom was becoming lively again. The beautiful knight princess who had returned was growing more influential by the day. And their group “Unknown” had gained even greater popularity.

Though she felt a bit disappointed that Felice wasn’t a man, Clarissa still clenched her fist inwardly. She thought that Felice’s dignified bearing and occasional cute smile made her a perfect hundred points in her own way.

“So, have you decided who to approach next?”

“I’m thinking of getting closer to Zain. After Felice, I’ve known them the longest. And compared to the other two, I’m closer to them.”

“I see. Indeed, I’m curious about what they’re really like too.”

“Right? They’re all covered in belts and cloth. And they regularly shut themselves away in their room doing who knows what. Honestly, with Felice it was curiosity. But with Zain, I’m genuinely worried.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t they seem like they’re carrying some heavy burden? I wonder if someone like me could even help… I’m a bit hesitant.”

Clarissa opened the small window below and said, “Give me your hand.”

The man timidly reached out his hand.

She placed her hand gently on top of his.

“Before stopping due to worries, try first. It might be a burden only you can help lift. Before trusting others, try believing in yourself.”

“Sister…”

Clarissa smiled. She was proud of saying something so good.

But then the man placed his other hand over hers and started stroking.

“Sister’s hand is so smooth. It feels really nice.”

“Eek.”

She quickly pulled her hand away.

What a man. While she was giving sincere advice, he went and sexually harassed her. Truly a good-for-nothing low-tier scumbag.

“I’m trying to talk seriously here!”

“Sorry, I just couldn’t help myself. Please don’t call the guards.”

“Go home. And never come back again!”

“Thank you for today. I’ll be back.”

“I said don’t come back!!”

The man left the confessional.