Chapter 9: As a lonely person.

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“Aren’t you lonely?”

Sophie, who had been listening to me all along, suddenly spoke up.

I was surprised for a moment. But I quickly responded.

“That I’ll never see them again? I’ve had known for a long time that I would be kicked out, so I’ve already sorted out my feelings. It’s none of my business what happens.”

Colette might be a cuckold. When I realized that, I was depressed as hell and had trouble sleeping. I didn’t even have an appetite.

But that was a long time ago. But that was a long time ago, and my feelings have changed to the point where I can now accept that there was no connection.

“That’s great, … But I just regret everything I’ve done.”

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By the way, I heard that Sophie was kicked out of the church too.

“Regret? What happened to you in the church?”

Her shoulders twitched when I mentioned the word ‘Church’.

She looked thoughtful and silent.

I waited patiently for Sophie to finish her thought.

When she finally got her head and heart in order, she slowly opened her mouth.

“I used to hold a certain position in the church, but I was forced out of it by someone new. I don’t mind being kicked out of the church, but I regret that I can no longer see the people I was close to …”

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Did you have a position in the church? Perhaps it’s more like a ‘Deacon’, or at least a ‘Priest’.

From the perspective of Sophie, who looks like a teenager, her career is surprisingly fast even at the Deacon. Is it a pattern that she was driven out by the jealousy of the surroundings?

But that should only get her demoted, not kicked out of the church …

I’m sure there’s something else going on, but the fact that she’s not telling us at this time suggests that it’s something she doesn’t want to share with others.

“I envy some people who feel lonely.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Even the party members who lived and died with don’t feel anything. The family is already dead and I’m lonely for the rest of my life.”

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My loved ones are gone.

Listening to Sophie’s story, I realized that I had somehow lost the sensitivity that normal human beings have, such as ‘Loneliness’.

I’m not talking lightly because I’m close to Pops, I’m just reacting to her words.

Instead of comforting the girl who lost her mother, he just fought to be himself.

The opponent could have been anyone.

It had to be this person.

The only person like that was the old Colette.

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When I realized this, I was struck by a great sense of loss, and at the same time, a desire to find someone in this village again, someone I cared about and didn’t want to lose, if I could.

I don’t want anyone to know this emotional movement.

“Now, it’s time to head for the Village Chief’s house.” [T/N: Chief= Mayor. Both are suitable, but I will just go with Chief.]

I stood up slowly, trying to control my inner turmoil.

“What a rush.”

“It’s only a good time. I’ll take my leave first.”

Taking great care not to appear unnatural, I left the store.

T/N: Somehow the chapter length is increasing gradually, right?

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