The Magical Holy Woman Seraphina - Chapter 76

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Magic Saint Seraphina
76
“Why are you laughing?”
Is it funny that I couldn’t have my gelato?
“I wasn’t laughing.”
“You’re laughing right now.”
…….
“Hey, what are you doing!”
Arden, embarrassed, was about to swipe his cheek with the back of his hand when he nearly struck himself in the face with the hammer he was holding.
I grabbed his wrist in alarm and pulled it down.
Worried that we’d end up in another awkward situation like last time—holding hands and not knowing what to do—I let go quickly.
“Arden, how did the doorknob end up broken anyway?”
I asked about something I’d been curious about.
At those words, Arden’s eyes narrowed.
“You don’t remember?”
“Remember what?”
“You’ve forgotten again.”
“…So what is it?”
“Never mind.”
Arden turned his head away in a huff and left first.
“What’s his problem?”
I stared after him in disbelief.
“Aren’t you coming?”
“I’m coming, I’m coming.”
I shook my head and followed.
Despite having gone ahead, Arden was waiting for me at the fork in the path, and when I came to stand beside him, he switched the hammer to his other hand.
“Let’s go inside. A carriage is coming.”
“Understood, understood.”
“Will you be going out again during lunch tomorrow?”
“I expect so.”
“Wait for me. I’ll bring milk tea.”
“Are you suggesting we eat together?”
“Not exactly.”
“Then what?”
“You’ll be adding condensed milk, won’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“Childish palate.”
“Without the condensed milk, the taste feels hollow.”
What’s truly absurd is this:
While bickering with Arden like that, my troubled thoughts had begun to settle.
“What milk are you going to use!”
“Skim milk!”
“Jam first on a scone? Or cream first?”
“Jam!”
“Got it!”
“See you tomorrow!”
I returned to my room alone and, closing the window I’d damaged earlier—now creaking—made a decision.
“I don’t know. I’ll just go find out tomorrow.”
I don’t know whether those people became strange because of the gelato, or if they were simply indifferent to others’ concerns to begin with.
What matters is that the problematic gelato is still selling like hotcakes.
“I need to tell Eli and Hazel not to stand in line and buy it tomorrow.”
I decided to tell them as soon as I get to the Clothing Shop tomorrow. With that resolve, I washed up and lay down on the bed.
I closed my eyes, just drifting off to sleep…when.
Bang!
“Ugh!”
An enormous sound came from the floor above.
“Arden, that’s not how you use a hammer…….”
Wait, let me help…
Soft rumbling.
Sleep took me.
And then.
“I knew you’d do something like this!”
“You deliberately made it break unevenly, didn’t you?! On purpose?!”
“I’m going to be happy with someone else!”
I woke up.
“That’s why I said I’d split it myself! I said I’d cut it properly first, then divide it!”
“Liar! You’re just trying to keep it all for yourself!”
“Are you seriously jealous because I shared gelato with a friend just now?!”
“So you’re saying you want to be happy forever with your friend and not me?!”
“Yes! You’ll be gone when we break up! But my friend will be there for life!”
“Fine! Then let’s break up right now!”
I mean, really, you all…
You’re fighting in front of someone else’s house at this hour of the morning?
“This isn’t even a commotion—this is chaos, absolute chaos, nothing compared to what wartime chaos was…”
Why is everyone like this.
I fumbled for the candle on my bedside and lit it.
The flame chased away the darkness in my room in an instant.
“That crazy gelato.”
I have to go to work tomorrow too—isn’t it illegal to cause a noise disturbance in front of someone’s house?
“Quiet down!”
But before I could open the window and yell, someone beat me to it.
It was our Boarding House Landlady.
“What’s all this racket in front of my house!”
Bang!
The sound of the front door opening.
“What’s it to you, ma’am!”
The noisemaking couple shot back without backing down.
Worried the Landlady might get hurt by these young people, I quickly threw on my coat and hurried down.
I ran into Arden on the stairs.
“What are you doing up?”
Arden, looking like he’d just woken up too—his hair a mess and his eyelids puffy—spoke in a husky voice.
Oh, when he talks like that, it’s…
No. This is not the time for those thoughts.
“I came out to make sure the Landlady’s okay. Those two clearly aren’t in their right minds.”
“Go back inside and sleep. I’ll handle it.”
Arden continued in that low, sleep-roughened voice.
“Button up your shirt properly.”
I pointed at the navy-striped pajamas he was wearing. While a flustered Arden looked down at his own clothes with bleary eyes, I opened the Boarding House door and stepped outside.
“Why are you fighting in front of my house! Go somewhere else!”
“I’m so upset right now, what do you expect!”
“All this fuss over one ice cream?!”
“Try it yourself, ma’am! Does it look like something to get mad about!”
What?! Try it?!
“Here, use this handkerchief!”
Even in the middle of his frustration, the polite troublemaker shoved the gelato, cradled in a handkerchief, into the Landlady’s mouth.
The startled Landlady found herself taking a bite of it before she could protest.
And then.
“Why would you cut it in half! You’re supposed to eat the whole thing yourself!”
“What are you talking about! I bought it to split in the first place!”
“You’re both in the wrong! Hand over the rest and get away from my house!”
“What?! Why is this gelato causing all this chaos!”
Meanwhile, the Boarding House Landlord from across the way had come out too.
“It’s ruined gelato! Just have it!”
The troublemaker shoved a spoonful into his mouth before he could object.
“I don’t want this! It’s broken up like trash!”
The troublemaker was feeding the gelato to everyone surrounding them, as if to pass on the blame.
Insisting it was already a mess anyway and he wasn’t going to eat any.
Like spreading a virus.
The Boarding House Landlady, licking her lips, asked a question.
“So what you’re saying is, if you want to eat this, you have to stand in line?”
“That’s what I’m saying!”
“If I go stand in line now, will that work?”
“…….”
So it had spread this far.
‘They must’ve been indifferent to other people’s affairs. They were already the type who’d tasted gelato once before, standing in line for hours.’
Now that I think about it, I did find it strange—people queuing for hours in the dead of winter to eat something as cold as gelato!
“What’s the matter?”
By then Arden, who had straightened his buttons, stepped outside.
“…Why is the landlady acting like that again?”
Arden, spotting the Boarding House Landlady already caught up in the fray, asked in disbelief.
“…I don’t know.”
Actually, I do know.
I stepped between the three of them, shaking my head as they bickered.
Toward the noise-maker, still handing out gelato to people around her.
I tried to step in…
“What are you doing?”
If only Arden hadn’t blocked me.
Arden stopped my charge and furrowed his brow.
“You’re not actually trying to stop them, are you?”
“Yes.”
“…….”
“Why?”
“You have an Imperial Knight right here beside you—why not use me?”
Arden spoke as though it were obvious—that you should just give the order to me instead.
Even as he spoke, more people were gathering around the man and woman handing out gelato, and I watched them anxiously.
“No—I was worried it might be dangerous for you.”
What if that gelato somehow ended up in your mouth?
At my words, Arden let out a dry laugh.
“You think I’d put something someone else had been eating into my mouth?”
“That’s not what I meant, but—”
“Then step back.”
Arden pushed me behind him and pulled a slingshot from his coat pocket.
It was the same slingshot I’d seen in Clock Square not long ago.
Arden spoke, catching my curious glance.
“I’m going to use it on the Magic Saint.”
“A slingshot?”
“Can’t exactly fire a real gun at a person.”
“I suppose…”
That’s quite humanitarian.
I feel better about it now.
Wow.
At least when Arden chases me off, I won’t get shot.
Before I’d even finished my strange laughter, Arden—who looked ridiculous and yet, surprisingly, quite cool wielding the slingshot—aimed and fired at the gelato the noise-maker was holding.
Thwack.
The half-eaten gelato dropped to the ground.
Every eye snapped toward Arden in unison.
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
Somebody save Arden.

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