Chapter 170, At the End-of-the-Year Confessional_4 (: Navy)

Translator: Nonon

Proofreader: Silavin

POV: Cyan

 

“Well then, I will be excusing myself. Thank you for listening to my confession, Sister.”

“No worries, I will be praying for you to be saved.”

 

With an oddly satisfied voice, the woman opened the door to the confessional and prepared to leave.

To be honest, if you asked me whether she actually confessed or not, I would say that she was mostly telling me about her niche fetishes so it wasn’t really a confession, but this actually isn’t rare among confessions in Shiki, so I still had to hear her out because she still confessed in her own way.

 

“Oh, by the way, I have some business in this area, so I will be staying here for a while. I look forward to meeting you again, Sister Cyan.”

 

Are you serious?

Saying that, the woman left, her footsteps making a beautiful rhythmic sound.

What can I say? She is an impactful woman who wouldn’t lose to the people of Shiki. It must be hard for Clo to have her target his body. It might be better if I helped him with advice or come up with countermeasures.

 

*Fuu.* I let out a small sigh in a not-so-spacious confessional.

Today’s confessional is pretty busy. It’s making me feel sluggish.

Haa, I wish Father would come back soon. I want it to get dark soon, so I can do the usual ritual while praying for the end of the year as I gaze at his face. Besides, today is–

 

“Sister, will you hear my confession?”

“—Yes, of course. Let’s hear your confession.”

 

Wow, it really is a busy day today.

It’s not that unusual, because people normally want to cleanse themselves before the end of the year, but they keep coming one after another.

Still, it’s an important job of mine, so I have to listen properly.

 

“There is something I’ve realized.”

“Yes, what might it have been?”

“Maybe it’s because I’ve been having impure thoughts about Gra- that supreme boy that he became ill…!”

“You’re wrong.”

 

…Yeah, a confession is a confession no matter the content.

If the speaker is talking seriously, then I should also listen seriously. But I think there are still things that need to be denied.

 

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“I want to confess. I have treated all kinds of injuries up until now, but I think they excite me so much that I have not been able to heal those who I could heal properly.”

“But you have saved many people as a doctor. I’m sure you will continue to do so from now on too…”

“So I want to treat more wounds while being excited! To do that, I’ve decided that I need to repent and treat more people next year!”

 

 

No, do something about your excitement instead.

Why are you choosing to let your excitement get the better of you instead of trying to calm it down?

 

“I was told to come here by my old man to confess and get rid of the bad luck… but what am I supposed to say?”

“This is a place to talk about the things you regret, the sins you consider to be your faults.”

“Sins, huh… I haven’t been able to hold back my poisonous desires and finally did something I was not supposed to do. I want to repent that I saw a better world because of that.”

 

That’s not how you do it. This girl really has no intention of repenting, does she?

Also, what poisonous desires?

 

“I want to confess. I always fall asleep without minding the location… and it causes trouble for everybody…”

“Considering your age, I think you’re just in the middle of growing… Actually, it’s fine, if you want to confess, I shall accept it. If you feel that way, next year too…”

*Guu… guu…*

“Hey, don’t sleep!”

 

The 7-year-old who looks like an adult, started sleeping.

…I’ll cover the bench in the auditorium with a blanket and let him sleep on it. At this rate, he’ll end up sleeping in the snow.

 

“I am called the Master, a title some mayhap possess knowledge of from our prior exchanges.”

 

Who even are you? Repent.

 

“I want to repent that my love does not reach my Husband! I want to kill (love), kill (love), kill (love) him more! But no matter how much I kill (love) my Half Life King Husband, it’s just not enough! So I want to repent and gain holy power to love (kill) my Husband more!!”

“You have no intention of repenting, do you! Also, that’s not how confessions work.”

 

I wanted to question whether the confession of Mrs. Beige… I mean, whether the confession of this murderous couple was really a confession.

I know I should be stopping them, but the way this couple loves each other is scary and honestly I don’t want to get involved with them.

 

“Gob, Gob, Gob…”

“Hmm, I see. You’re worried about whether you can truly love your Wife as a Half-Goblin and you want to repent your wishy-washy feelings.”

“Gob…”

“Fufu, you are doing okay. If you think like that, your confession will be heard, and your impurities will be cleared away. You will be able to love your Wife even more!”

“Gob!”

 

Mr. Apple Green…I mean Mr. A, let out a happy cry at my words and left the confessional.

Yep, I’m jealous that he’s still as close with his Wife as ever!

 

“Sister! Don’t you want to let me hold you for the last time this year!?”

“I will hold you close and break all your bones.”

“Still, If you’ll hold me, I’m fine with that!”

“Just repent!”

 

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“I’m exhausted”

 

I hung my head down in the confessional.

Just what in the world is happening today? I spent most of the day in the confessional today.

It was a huge success and I think we even hit the record for most visitors today.

I don’t particularly hate listening to or telling stories and I don’t really mind listening to the confessions themselves, but the most difficult thing was,

 

“I can finally stop talking politely…”

 

The fact that I had to talk professionally when listening to the confessions.

I did switch to a casual tone in some moments, but whenever I try to focus on talking politely, I always feel more nervous than usual. It doesn’t wear me down this much when I’m talking with Father, but it does make me nervous in a different way.

 

“Father will be back soon so maybe I should start on my purification ritual.”

 

I straightened my back and prepared to leave the confessional.

I didn’t really work up a sweat, but I want to freshen up a bit— just as I was thinking this, I heard the sound of footsteps heading towards here again.

… I would like to call it for today, but this is also a part of the job.

 

“Are you seeking to confess? Father is not here today, so I will be the one listening to you, if that is fine.”

 

The door opened, someone entered the room next to me, which was separated from me by a single wall, and sat down.

As soon as the door closed, I switched back to the polite working mode and prepared to listen to the confession.

 

“…”

“What’s wrong?”

 

However, even after I waited for a while, the person who entered the confessional did not begin to speak.

I wonder what’s wrong. People who are here to confess sometimes don’t want to talk, so I often have to wait. That’s why I don’t really mind it, but—

 

“Good evening, Sister. Will you listen to my confession?”

“Fath–!?”

 

But it’s extremely troubling when the other person is my crush.

 

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Author’s note:

The Beiges (Husband and Wife have the same last name)

The Husband is Half Life King (Undead).

Wife is Half Angel.

Their love language is trying to kill each other.

They live on the outskirts and don’t have much contact with people, but they’re a troublesome couple who occasionally protect Shiki.

 

Apple Green.

Half Goblin.

Mr. Goblin with a handsome personality.

Everybody refers to him with ‘Mr.’