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80% Mushoku Tensei: The Beginning After Twice. / Chapter 12: Chapter 12: Turning point 1 - Cassock.

Bab 12: Chapter 12: Turning point 1 - Cassock.

"My name is Harry Iscariot, Madam. It's a pleasure meeting you."

"No, the pleasure is all ours." Zenith responded in an icy tone. "It would have been a huge problem if no one had picked up the job application... Isn't that right... Paaauulllo?" She move her gaze and stared at Paul.

"T—true... true... Ha ha ha." The man released a bucket of sweats as he chuckled in an awkward manner.

Pathetic. Forcing myself to forget this side of things, the man, what was his name again?

"Bartholomew?... Jerry?... Alex?" I mutter to myself, approaching Zenith.

Now that I could see, I immediately feel a sense of... Something disgusting seeping out of him.

It was probably not because the person himself was involved with a vile creature.

Well, depending on whether or not, like me, you believed the people of the church are absolutely repulsive.

Because of that, to me, personally, this man was extremely nasty.

He wore a cassock the colour of an Ash, with a boots that was mildly large but not arrogantly huge with brown musky dirts embellishing on its side.

He was, in the context of appearance, possessed an ordinary countenance; a snout that was neither too sharp nor too blunt, with his hair and irides sharing a similar colour of brown.

He had a beauty that could almost be considered null, while also neither being an unsightly, repugnant peasant also.

Though there were weaknesses presenting in his body due to his muscles or the lack there of, I suppose his overall posture was upright enough to be considered in a high regard at least.

He was an utterly ordinary person to say the least, perhaps he was picking this particular job to do some missionary work simultaneously in the countryside.

"Could I perhaps..." He was about to inquired of something, but seeing my assessing eyes, he return my favour and we both locked eye contact, with him forming a cordial smile.

Is he trying to assert some dominance?

No, that is a stupid thing only Paul should do, I reasoned, but why is he staring at me?

Regardless, I do not wish to avert my gaze either.

While I was sorting my thoughts, the man, who gave off the nasty vibe, which, mainly was due to the garments he wore, crouch down to my level with a smile, which I considered to be fake and opened his mouth.

"Hello there buddy."

"Hello..."

"I am father Harry, you can call me whatever you like."

"I see." I muttered softly.

Well, I won't be remembering your name anyway, so I'll, from now on, call you hey.

You should rejoice.

Watching our interaction, Zenith, with an uneasy expression speak to the guy.

"Uhm..." She considered, "Should I just call you Harry, or do you prefer adding Father?"

Shifting his attention to Zenith, he responded in a casual way. "You can just call me whatever."

I don't believe that's an answer, since he don't exactly affirm Zenith's probing, there was a subtle preference on his side, to be addressed as "Father."

"I see, Father Harry... This boy..." She look down to my direction and spoke, "is shy around people."

Woman, how did you come up with that hypothesis? What a preprosterous statement to proclaim.

Following Zenith's statement, the guy look back and realise I was no longer there.

"A ha ha, I see he is a shy one."

"Terribly so."

The guy, let's just call him No. 1 stood up, with a weird groan, cracking his backs and dusting off himself and continue the conversation.

"Keeping that beside, where..." His eye roams around, "is the student I am about to teach? I heard he is a talented one from Sir Paul here." He gestured.

"Oh..." Zenith cradled my crown as I was positioning myself behind her.

Lightly pushing me out, she said, "It's this boy." She cheerfully delivered.

Was it because I was too unenthusiastic I wonder? Or was it because my radiance blind him for a moment there, he was dazed, an expression that seems to say it was unacceptable.

He open his mouth as if to speak, but closes before he did, and repeat the process, until he finally could form a coherent sentence.

"Madam," He spoke, as if the statement that he received just moment ago was utterly unpleasant. "I think you should just let children do children things, instead of dictating whatever that you want."

Hmm... Interesting, he seems like a self righteous clerics, though, I would admittedly have to hand it to him, while being thoroughly annoyed he was managed to be extremely cordial at the same time.

Zenith, on the other hand had a bewildered expression, unable to grasp what this guy was implying.

But before she could fully digest what was said, Paul, the guy I thought who was already becoming one with his surrounding spoke up.

"Hey," He growled, like the animal he was.

But before the situation could escalate further, Zenith who, at this point have probably contemplate what that... I forgot his name, means, intervened.

Smacking her hands, "Oh no, Father Harry, you are mistaken... Our Rudy here is actually very interested in mage craft." Said she, shifting her gaze to me, as if asking for my input.

Women, why do you involve me into this?

With a blank face, I just nodded once les I wanted for that crazy lady to discover more ways to make me even more miserable.

The... That guy though, he look a bit conflicted watching my action.

Again he crouch down, with his grey cassock creating a rhythmic sounds, which, admittedly was quite a pleasant thing to listen.

"Buddy, is what your mother said true?" He asked, if only to make sure.

But Paul was not extremely amused by such action, as he was scowling terrifyingly at the guy, with both arm crossing on his chest.

Well, two things I discover, the barbarian of our house is quite protective of his wife, and this... Guy? Is quite a self righteous brute.

To such a displeased Paul was approached by Zenith with a thoroughly flushed face, admittedly, it didn't appear like she mind it.

Looking at our way, Zenith drops, "Father Harry, get along with my son, and you can start teaching..."

She, now with a much more submissive... Coy?... No, the word is tender, movement, pull Paul along and added, "As for us, we will go and breathe fresh air."

"Ouch honey, hey, slow down." Paul added, as he almost tripped onto the ground because of a random stone.

Returning my gaze to the... Guy, in front of me... Wow, he... Was still directing his eyes filled with a sense of something I could not quite fathom, at me.

Wow... Creepy, I thought. While maintaining a tentative distance away from him.

That's why I don't like the people of the church.

With a straight face, I gave my ultimatum with a soft voice, "Yes, I would like to discover more of what magic can do in this world."

"You are not really forced to study right?" He asked gently.

"If you are forced, I can let you escape," he look around for a bit, "There are orphanages where you would meet a lot of wonderful friend if you like." He added.

It was quite annoying to talk with him at this point.

First of all, he was a bafoon if he believed I have enough faith to entrust myself on a complete stranger.

While it is not likely he would just sold me off, I still would not like to take any chance, however small that possibility may be.

Lastly, I want to study the damn craft, that's why I manipulate the people of this house to searched me a teacher.

"Yes," I replied, maintaining my poker face, "I am deeply interested in magic."

He sigh lightly, dropping his guard, while still looking at me with some confusion.

"I thought Sir Paul was bragging too much while praising you." He murmured, smiling lightly.

"But turns out you are really as incredible as he advocate." Standing up, he dusted himself again.

"What an inefficient thing to do, you should have not just crouch low."

"A ha ha, I've been told childrens like more when you treated them like the same." He said.

"Oh, forgive me." I lowered my head, "It wasn't my intention to speak that out."

He chuckled again, delirious, as he respond. "You are acting too maturely for your age buddy, even the noble kids I've come across aren't as incredible as you."

As he finish, I seem to mistake a warm sensation upon my head, which was disturbingly unpleasant, and the said unpleasantness seems to wriggle itself around.

Looking skywards... My hand immediately moved on their own, like they are sentient, pushing away the cause of that unpleasantness I was feeling.

The guy was immediately suprised, then showed a remorse, uneasy, regretful and nervous expression.

Wow, expressive face there.

"Forgive me, I forgot you are shy."

"I am not shy, I just dislike people initiating a contact without my consent."

"Ha ha ha." He chuckled awkwardly.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: If we pass 15 powerstone I will release in Sunday and Saturday.


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