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50 – 7. Where the treasure lies (7)-Who is the culprit?

I was suddenly kicked out of the orphanage, and after a tearful farewell to Zeke, Cream, and the children, I lay down in a lonely field.

The scenery is amazing.

I didn’t think that we would become close simply by helping out with housework, buying food, and giving money.

But I didn’t expect to be kicked out like this.

I believed that the smart girl would make a profitable decision, and I was a hukou who could make money just by existing.

‘You can’t kick me out like this. She is a woman who loves money.’

Over the past week, I have spent time and money observing her nuns.

And the four pieces of information I found out are as follows.

1. The nun is very sensitive to money.

“You write a household account book every day. That’s great.”

“Whoops. Money is the most important thing after my life. I can’t waste a single penny. It’s money that goes out like clothes getting wet in drizzle.”

“Can you survive a month with this amount of money?”

“There is a way. First, oatmeal, which is good for health but is extremely cheap.”

To put it in reality, I stuck out my tongue as I looked at the notebook where I had written down in increments of 10 won.

2. Weak to children

The nun is a miser who finds money to save like her ghost, but she surprisingly showed an infinitely generous figure limited to her little ones.

The difference between the quantity and quality of food proved it. For the children’s diet, they selected and used good ingredients in consideration of nutrients, but their rice bowls contained only porridge or soup.

“Customer, what is this…?”

“Well, it’s not a big deal, I made it once. I think it’s a tasting before giving it to the children.”

“Wow….. Dog, no, it tastes amazing… Cream will like this part, and Zeke will like this part..”

“That’s how delicious it is.”

“This is a bit moving. I fell in love with you and almost proposed to you. I like cats.”

“…A cat?”

She was a woman who thoroughly applied the principle of no miser to herself, to the extent that I had to do it several times.

Not only that.

It is often said that parenting is war.

She fought 15 children every day and won.

Sometimes there was a sign of complaining that it was too hard, but even that was not brought up in front of the children.

‘What kind of woman is she?’

At first, I thought all of this was just acting. In [Pro Seven], She was only portrayed as a criminal who set fire to the orphanage and paid for her crime.

Nothing had been said before that.

‘But…They really liked the nun. She calls me ‘Mama’ and follows me.’

I can be confident that there were no traces of abuse or that the children were afraid of the nun. From what I’ve observed so far, she is a nun herself, with her professional spirit.

3. Her face is pretty Her pale pink hair is beautiful.

I don’t think this is necessarily helpful information.

4. In the end, I don’t know what she really looks like.

It is said that it is impossible to know whether the villain who laughed madly after being slapped by Jenna, who was crying, is the essence of a nun, or whether the appearance of a benevolent religious person who loves her children is real.

“…There was a weak but clear response to the final piano sound.”

At the point where she couldn’t figure out the truth about her nun, she threw a song just in case.

That song came out when the nun was burned at the stake.

“The fact that he issued a congratulatory order right after the song was played means that there is something secret about it…”

I don’t think it was a sudden change of heart. She helps the nun with her chores, gives her money, and reads to her children as she struggles alone. She honestly did everything she could to build trust.

“Are you thinking of setting a fire and running away tonight?”

No matter how you think about it, that was the conclusion. Because otherwise she would have no reason to kick me out like this.

But… Why are they trying to set fire? No, was she the one who set her on fire in the first place?

The face of her smiling broadly at the children, and the face of a nun who was led to the burning site as the real culprit of the orphanage fire.

All that remains is my judgment.

If it is a problem that cannot be solved even if you worry about it yourself, it is not a bad idea to rely on others. I moved right away and went to see Jenna.

“Hmm… So it’s not about you, it’s about a friend. You’ve got a girl who cares about your friend?”

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“She doesn’t really bother me. It’s fair to say she’s a kind-hearted person.”

“But you don’t have any senior friends.”

“……Isn’t it?”

“No, I’m not an asshole. Then who is your friend? Who?”

Jenna frowned in genuine annoyance. Is he a rebel these days? What makes you so angry?

“Hmm… You want to know the truth about him?”

“Yes.”

After barely persuading her excited Jenna, I waited for her answer.

Because even dog poop can sometimes be used for medicine.

“I’m serious…”

Twisting her red hair, she thought and thought again.

Finally, when about 5 minutes had passed, Jenna smiled and talked.

“How do I know that?”

“…Is that so?”

It was obviously close to the truth, but I couldn’t help but lose my strength. Maybe I was expecting it unintentionally.

Because it’s Raonjena.

“Then I’ll go now. Study hard.”

“I certainly don’t know a thing about her.”

Stand tall.

After her greetings, as I was about to return to her nursery, she grabbed my sleeve.

“In a situation where she doesn’t know what kind of look is sincere, she thinks that what she sees and feels is sincere for her senior.”

“…What I saw and felt.”

“For example, if someone sticks their arm in the wolf’s jaw on their second meeting, you’ll just see and feel it. ‘Oh, this person is crazy!’ I do.”

“When you first meet her, you’d think, ‘This guy isn’t normal.'”

Me and Jenna looked into each other’s eyes for a moment. Then she burst into laughter.

“Ahhhhh..! I am the main character in my life. If I am the main character, then I think it is the real thing to judge others’ sincerity.”

“I see.”

In the end, my judgment is based on my experience.

To me, is the nun a vicious woman planning a crime to kill children?

No.

She is a miser who reveals money, and a woman who is annoyed by the customer at the end of her words. Nonetheless i

I can’t help but think that she’s a villain.

Extremely subjective judgment based on feeling rather than rational judgment.

Sometimes that might work better.

I naturally stroked her hair. Normal people don’t like being petted, but Jenna is an exception because she’s more like a dog than a person.

“Hee hee. It feels good because it’s cold..”

“Congratulations, Jenna. You decided to trust you and not me this time.”

“Ohhhhh. So, what kind of person is that woman? Is she someone I know? Poor Senior? Or…”

The game never once confirmed that she was her culprit.

Of course, that doesn’t guarantee that she won’t start a fire.

If everything is uncertain, I will believe in my heroine.

I turned around again.

“Senior! Where are you going?!”

“I’m going to check it out.”

I wonder if my beliefs are true.

.

The nun stared at her piano with her bitter face.

I had no idea why the man knew this song.

“Mama… Isn’t hyung coming anymore?”

“But the story isn’t over yet… Aren’t you coming at all?”

“Hey…”

The children sniffled as if they had bonded with the man before they knew it.

Parting is always difficult, but especially at this age, the feeling of parting is many times greater.

The nun continued with a slight frown on her face.

“You still have Mama, right?”

Did she say Dyers?

He was a strange man. Enough to count on one hand in her twenty-two life.

Despite the fact that there is a huge academy called Beatus not far away, no one cared about Ruth’s nursery school.

It was such an arduous environment that only one nun took over everything and barely managed to get around.

‘Honestly, it was very comfortable because of him.’

He is the one who willingly gave money to an orphanage that no one cared about.

A person who helped with housework for himself, which no one cared about.

He is the one who protected the children no one cared about.

Nobody, nobody. No one cared as much as he did.

No matter what the plan was, that kind of person would be rare.

“I was good at washing, cooking, and cleaning.”

Disbelief in humans. It was probably the best word for her.

The song the man played in front of his eyes was his own song composed by his teacher.

The teacher died right in front of the nun’s eyes.

After that, she started obsessing over her money. She has nothing but her money to protect her. It’s a silly and obvious reason.

She believed in the existence of God, but it was carved into her heart that God could not be on her side.

The nun was alone.

That’s why I didn’t like that guy.

Because they arbitrarily take away what they can do well alone and do it. Because I am a person who does not show territorial attitude when handing over a ridiculous amount of money every time.

He himself was no longer a weakling. It’s not even a hukou enough to fall for such a devil’s whisper.

It is foolish to depend on others.

Having made up her mind, the nun got up again and started preparing dinner.

The children who had been whining for a while soon became quiet. Everything was perfect

Until the door is smashed.

The nun turned her head and looked at her culprit who smashed her door.

I see a face like a nightmare.

“Cream..!”

“Mama! Run!!

“Did you kill the bishop and live in a place like this?”

“……Let the children go.”

The nun put on her bloody expression as she immediately pulled out her emergency mace.

“On the subject of fake saints. I’ve never been so arrogant since before. Do you remember me? Or… Have you forgotten?”

There was no way I could forget it.

“The label of the Heretic Questioner of the Holy Kingdom. I will punish the fake saint.”

With those words, a fire broke out.