"..." I'm standing in front of the church in a beautiful white dress, I've already taken my medication, so everything non-human is hidden. The white dress is simple but beautiful, accentuating my natural beauty.
Some students murmured about me seeming more mature and slightly taller, but fortunately no one questioned it, so I just gave the usual lesson and waited for the time to come to go to church.
And finally, I'm here next to the saint, who is more uncomfortable with me than usual. She must be feeling how much stronger I've become in a short time.
"Come on, saint, don't be late. I want to see the famous Pope who never shows up in public," I say sarcastically, practically pushing her along the path.
"O-Okay..." She just says a nervous "okay" as we both enter the church. As soon as we step inside, I feel the unpleasant magic in the place.
