I was in a daze the following morning.
ā€˜Special.’
The weather was great. We left the dormitory and headed to the dining hall to get breakfast.
Mari and Sofie chatted beside me, but their words didn’t register at all as I absentmindedly listened to them. My head was filled with thoughts about what happened yesterday.
ā€˜I’m… special.’
Those words kept on repeating like a broken record in my head.
I clenched my fist, the corners of my lips turned up — Kami-sama said…he said I’m special.
ā€˜What does that mean? N-No, it usually doesn’t matter, right…!’
I may be like this, but I’m still a young maiden, and Kami-sama — he actually looked like a young man if we disregard his age.
If you considered it from a normal person’s point of view, then ā€˜special’ only meant one thing.
In fact, it’s serious enough that if the other person didn’t have any deeper meaning when he said that, then he would be teased for the rest of his life, and he wouldn’t be able to escape that.
ā€˜But, that’s only if it’s a normal situation, right? Do you think Kami-sama is normal ? That clothed personification of the word airhead, normal!?’
Ah, but he didn’t wear anything at first, he was totally in the nude.
So that means he’s just the word airhead personified, plain and simple.
ā€˜It’s Kami-sama that we’re talking about so it’s only natural if he didn’t mean anything by it. It’s not like he said those with feelings of love… Worse comes to worst, he might even say ā€˜you’re special’ to any saintess he meets right!?’
Besides, even after Kami-sama gave me that so-called ā€˜good luck charm’, nothing changed.
I’d been totally mortified, but he acted like it wasn’t a big deal, like, well, like how he normally acted! He took his hand away so casually! He even made me tea as usual, and all we chatted about were trivial stuff, that’s it.
Kami-sama was acting so ā€˜normal’ that I wondered whether I was the crazy one for being bothered about it.
ā€˜S-So, maybe I’m the only one being so conscious about this, like, Kami-sama doesn’t think it’s a big deal…?Ah, no, I mean, I-I’m not conscious of him!! Ah, but, argh!!’
I pressed my cheeks while these thoughts swirled in my mind.
I said I wasn’t conscious and yet my cheeks were flaming.
The thought that I’m about to meet Kami-sama now sent my heart beating in a frenzy.
ā€˜AAARRGHHH! Ugh, ugh, ugh!!! How can I face Kami-sama now!!!’
I inwardly shrieked, my hands still pressing on my cheeks. Well, at least that’s what I intended to do.
…Intended, huh.
We’re near the dining hall now, and the Shrine basked in the morning sun.
Many saintesses were here to get their breakfast too.
The street was quite busy, so when I screamed my lungs out, the people passing by looked at me quizzically.
ā€œā€¦Eleanor.ā€
And most exasperated among them was no other than Mari, who was also walking with me.
A shake of her head followed by an ice cold glare —
ā€œIt’s too embarrassing being with you, so can you walk farther away from us?ā€
Girl, that’s way too savage.