The Saintess Is Too Good at Lying - Chapter 49

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The Saint Is Such a Good Liar! Episode 049
The next day, I decided to finally organize the cherished belongings I had been putting off sorting through.
I asked Nora to retrieve the items that Justitia had stored away, one by one.
There were dresses I had outgrown and could no longer wear, accessories with childish designs, and things of that nature.
Then something suddenly caught my eye.
‘A diary?’
It was sealed with holy magic. For some reason, I felt my heart flutter at the thought of what secrets might be written inside.
But when I actually opened the diary, it contained only things I already knew.
How excited Justitia had been when she first arrived at the Cassini Mansion as an orphan, how hard she had tried to earn the family’s love—entries like those.
It pained me too much to read further.
Besides, strictly speaking, I was someone else entirely from Justitia. My conscience pricked me for peeking at someone else’s diary, and I was about to close it when—
Is the Noblewoman truly still alive?
Above this incomprehensible sentence, lines were scrawled messily. My eyes were drawn to it without thinking.
Thoughts like this are wrong. I must have made a mistake. My holy magic still isn’t perfect anyway.
What does that even mean?
But when I turned the next page, the diary resumed with ordinary entries as usual. I found myself returning to that problematic page.
“What was she saying she did wrong?”
“Saint!”
Just then, Nora entered, and I hastily closed the diary and returned it to its box.
“Polia has come to visit you.”
“Oh… again?”
Of course, I had heard her say she would visit again.
But I had thought it was merely polite conversation.
Polia entered with a cheerful expression.
“How are you feeling?”
Of course, my bones were mending steadily.
“Are you managing without difficulty?”
“Not at all. I’m eating three meals a day just fine.”
“I was a bit worried, you see… I was concerned something might happen.”
She was delicately hinting that she was worried about what Lumiel might do to me.
After a moment’s thought, I told her the story of how Lumiel had fainted upon seeing the carnations. Of course, I explained the entire situation.
‘From what I saw last time, it seems Lumiel and I have become complete enemies.’
Then shouldn’t I offer her some compensation in return to be fair?
Clarissa didn’t seem like a particularly suspicious person anyway.
“…Did something like that really happen?”
Clarissa’s face quickly filled with shock. If one only listened to my account, it wouldn’t be difficult to deduce that Lumiel was the culprit.
“How could she do such a thing… Well, of course, she was shocked at our tea party last time, but still.”
That didn’t make it any less shocking that Lumiel had harmed someone twice. After all, she had been a ‘genuine’ saint.
“What will you do?”
Clarissa asked seriously.
“What if the Cassini Noblewoman spreads rumors that it was your doing, Saint?”
“She won’t. By now, she would have discovered Delphinium’s existence.”
I tilted my teacup and replied with composure.
“Of course, if my brother chose to overlook it, making a fool of me would be trivial, but the Noblewoman isn’t foolish enough for that.”
Though in this household, I had grown accustomed to playing the fool. After that day, no one had mentioned the carnation incident again.
Sergio never came to apologize to me separately, and I saw no reason to bring it up.
When I encountered Lumiel, I merely exchanged pleasantries—nothing more than “How are you feeling?”
“Then what does the Noblewoman say in response?”
“She just replies with a lukewarm expression: ‘I’m fine. Thank you for your concern.'”
“…That’s terrifying.”
Clarissa shuddered.
“I didn’t know she was like that.”
“Well, we haven’t known her for very long.”
“And you’re planning to let this rest?”
“My brother won’t let it go unnoticed.”
The fact that he hadn’t come to confront me suggested he’d discovered the Delphinium inside his jacket, and his silence since then was proof of it.
Not that it mattered. Just because someone doesn’t show it outwardly doesn’t mean they’re unaffected inside.
“Would you tell me about High Society gossip? Is there anything amusing?”
As I steered the conversation to lighten the mood, Clarissa’s expression grew wistful—as if nothing could be more interesting than what we’d just discussed.
“Well, nothing particularly… Oh, everyone believes that since you went to the Cassini Mansion for recuperation, the relationship between you two has completely healed.”
She was referring to Lumiel and me. But having just heard the opposite, Clarissa’s expression became even more melancholic.
“High Society rumors are rarely accurate. And besides… ah, are you curious about Cathedral news? These days, the Archbishop is in seclusion. He’s been fasting and praying quite earnestly.”
“I’m glad I came here, then.”
When the Archbishop fasted, the other priests typically fasted alongside him or at least reduced their meals.
Given Justitia’s nature, I couldn’t have eaten well alone in such circumstances—I would have had to starve with them.
Clarissa looked at me with curiosity upon hearing my words. I tilted my head and asked.
“What is it?”
“Well, you seem a bit different from usual.”
“I should be participating in the Archbishop’s intentions… yet here I am, eating well and living comfortably, so my conscience troubles me.”
Was that how I should have phrased it? When I put it precisely, Clarissa seemed even more surprised.
I laughed at her expression and asked.
“Do I seem two-faced? Perhaps I feel betrayed.”
“No.”
Clarissa shook her head with an awkward laugh.
“It’s human. If this is a side you show only to me, I appreciate it. It seems like you shared that earlier story only with me as well.”
“That’s right. There aren’t as many people capable of accepting the truth as you might think.”
Just look at Sergio. He can’t accept the truth even when it’s revealed to him. I laughed softly and asked.
“Do you really mean it when you say you like this side of me?”
“Of course. It means you regard me as special.”
“That’s true. But don’t misunderstand. I’ve only been like this for a short while.”
I need to be clear about this. I don’t want to tarnish Justitia’s genuinely admirable deeds with my own cynicism.
“Did you have a change of heart after falling down the Staircase?”
“Yes, I was truly shocked. If my head hadn’t been wrapped, I might have died.”
“If I had experienced something like that, Saint, I would have been shocked too. People do change when they brush against death’s door, after all.”
Fortunately, Clarissa didn’t seem to find me suspicious. Well, she had witnessed the entire incident firsthand.
“If there’s anything I can help with, I’ll do my best.”
Her words alone were comforting.
After Clarissa left, I lay in bed replaying our conversation. By evening, the servants brought dinner.
Befitting the warming weather, they brought chilled dishes—capellini pasta topped generously with plump shrimp, large roe, and caviar.
It was an extraordinarily luxurious meal. The mere sight of it made my mouth water.
‘If only I could eat like this every day.’
But for now, I had to continue living in Justitia’s body in this world, and to do that, I couldn’t become too accustomed to such delicacies.
Besides, I had already accomplished the goal I set when leaving the Cathedral, so it was time to end this vacation at the Cassini Mansion.
“I’m sorry, but could you take this meal away?”
The servants were flustered by my sudden request.
“Is the meal not to your liking? We can bring something warm instead.”
“No, please don’t. I simply wasn’t thinking. Just take it back.”
The servants exchanged nervous glances with one another. I reassured them with a gentle smile.
“It’s not that something displeases me. There’s nothing wrong with what you’ve done. So please don’t worry and simply take the meal away.”
I don’t know what Sergio feels toward me now, but I hope he regrets misunderstanding me. Very, very much.

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