The Mob Priest Will Raise the Heroine

Chapter 297

There were twists and turns... but winter break ended, and the new semester began.At the Royal Academy, where they returned after half a month, students were trembling from the cold and walking to school bundled up.

"Kyaa!"

"Geez, the wind is so strong!"

"It's been a while. How was your winter break?"

"Looks like it's going to snow. No wonder it's so cold."

"Wanna stop by a café on the way back? There's a new one on the main street."

Despite the cold, the students were happy to reunite with their friends.

Clael looked down at the commuting students from the staff room window and brought the cup in his hand to his lips.

"Young people sure are energetic. Honestly, this cold is brutal."

"Seriously! I can't believe they wear such short skirts in this weather!"

Yurii Kanesta, his colleague, responded to Clael's muttering.

It was the first time he had seen him—no, her—since the ski trip.

Yurii also held a cup in one hand, sipping tea that was letting off steam.

"Moments like this make me feel old. I'll be an old man soon, too."

"I feel the same... but wait, an old man?"

Clael felt a strong sense of discomfort at Yurii's words.

Yurii's appearance looked unmistakably like a young woman. With a uniform on, she could probably pass as a student.

Rather than 'old man', she was more like a 'young lady'. Or maybe a 'big sister' or 'young wife' at most.

(He doesn't even have facial hair... What kind of body does this person have, really?)

"...Excuse me."

As Clael tilted his head in confusion, a boy entered the staff room.

The student who greeted them modestly was someone they knew—Shura Heizen, whom they had encountered during the ski trip.

"Is he...?"

"Ah, Shura! Over here, over here!"

Yurii waved at the awkwardly entering Shura.

Shura looked tense, but the moment he saw Yurii's face, the muscles in his stiff face relaxed.

"I came, just like I promised."

"Yes. Good job coming to school. Keep it up and keep attending, okay?"

"I know! Hey, don't touch my head!"

Shura, blushing, batted away Yurii's hand as she tried to pat his head.

During winter break, Shura had transformed into a Monster and caused an incident attacking a party venue... Though he had been temporarily detained, he wasn't given a prison sentence.

The reasons included the fact that the victim, the Songstress Shedelielya, defended him; the Crown Prince Eric Seincle, who attended the same academy, sympathized with him; and... Yurii had desperately protected him.

In the end, Shura was treated almost like he was under probation, fitted with a special magic item like a GPS, and placed under surveillance.

Yurii became Shura's guardian, and he was required to show his face in the staff room every morning and evening to greet them.

"Ah, your uniform is a bit messy. Even if you're a boy, you need to pay attention to your appearance."

Yurii set her cup on the desk and adjusted Shura's jacket.

Shura blushed and leaned back, but Yurii paid it no mind and neatly straightened his collar.

"Ugh... That's because I didn't have time this morning..."

"Did you stay up late again? That's no good. You shouldn't stay up too late. Bad boy."

"Ugh..."

Scolded by Yurii, Shura let her do as she pleased.

The old hostility that had once surrounded Shura seemed to have faded, giving him a more mellow impression.

(Somehow... they've settled into an unexpected pairing. I never imagined Mr. Yurii would become his savior.)

Watching the two of them, Clael looked surprised.

In the game's scenario, Shura was a main character that even Saint Reina couldn't fully save.

Reina could only bring things back to neutral by using her divine power to erase the curse Shura bore, at the cost of losing the goddess's blessing.

(A cursed man whom even a Saint couldn't save being rescued by an ordinary teacher... Maybe things like that really can happen.)

Perhaps the idea that only gods or Saints could save someone was the truly arrogant one.

Even without special powers, people can be saved through sincerity and love.

Yurii's presence might bring Shura an ending different from the one in the game.

"There, now you're all tidy... Kyaa!"

"Watch out!"

Yurii clumsily—or perhaps due to Shura's curse—knocked over the cup on the desk.

The hot tea spilled and was about to soak Yurii's pants, but Shura quickly shielded her.

"Ah, thank you... Shura, you really saved me."

"...Be more careful."

Shura said curtly and stepped away from Yurii.

It seemed the curse hadn't disappeared completely... but probably, there was no need to worry.

(It's wishful thinking, but... I feel like these two will be okay.)

"I'll go get a rag."

Let's leave Shura to Yurii.

As long as this meddlesome, clumsy teacher stays by his side, things probably won't turn out badly.

Clael set down his cup and turned his back to the two to fetch a rag.