I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

Chapter 105: The Cursed Child (5)

Chapter 105: The Cursed Child (5)

“Demon.”

Yuris muttered softly, her expression unusually stiff.

It seemed that even Yuris, a ‘Saint Candidate,’ was unaware of the existence of demons, as confirmed by our conversation in the carriage.

“....”

Although ‘Saints’ technically fell outside the church’s formal hierarchy, they were generally considered to be just below the Pope in standing.

I thought that might mean she could have access to ‘Sealed Designated’ documents...

However, Yuris was not a ‘Saint’ but a ‘Saint Candidate.’

As I had mentioned before, there was originally no such thing as a Saint Candidate.

Typically, ‘Saint’ was a lifelong position, and a new Saint was chosen directly as soon as the previous one retired.

This was the first time the church had chosen ‘Saint Candidates’ on its own.

“No, perhaps it’s for the better.”

Currently, Yuris has a high chance of becoming the next Saint...

But if she didn’t become one, she returned to being a commoner.

Then, knowing information related to ‘Sealed Designation’ could be quite dangerous.

“...I’m sorry, Master. You asked for help from a bitch... but a bitch can’t think of anything the demon couldn’t repay.”

“No, it’s okay. I asked just in case, and I have a way.”

“What?! You, you have a way?”

“Yes.”

I couldn’t know whether it would work or not until I tried...

But this was the only path available.

“Woooahhh!”

Poporing wildly messed up her already frizzy hair.

“I don’t know! I just don’t know!”

For research purposes, I had bought ‘extra-large dildos’ and condoms from a nearby adult store.

“...The largest one isn’t even half the size of a forearm!”

But it was far from the forearm size that the blonde woman had shown.

And now she understood why the blonde lady came to the store with her face completely covered.

Anyone could tell it was a suspicious disguise, but...

Poporing also wrapped her face up when she went to buy dildos.

‘Please give me the biggest dildo you have!’

There was no way she could deliver that line with a straight face!

“Sigh... When will I find my match? Meanwhile, that blonde couple is constantly all over each other...”

The blonde woman seemed a bit risqué, but the couple appeared to be a perfect match, embodying the ideal of a handsome man with a beautiful woman.

‘But how does the pink-haired lady who arrived with them fit into the picture?’

Inside the gallery, Poporing, known as ‘the one with a thousand masks,’ had experimented with various roles, yet in reality, she struggled to even hold hands with a man, much less engage in meaningful conversation.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

‘Is she just an acquaintance... Or did they happen to meet by chance in front of the store?’

Poporing, the epitome of solitude and inexperience, couldn’t fathom the possibility of a threesome occurring in real life.

“No, this isn’t the time to be pondering this! ...Shit! Can it really be the size of a forearm?”

The notion of possessing something the size of a forearm in one’s lower regions was beyond belief.

She had never heard of a demon race, which Forbes had ranked first in average size, possessing members as large as forearms.

But if...

Admittedly, she assumed it was an exaggeration, but if it were true...

“...If it’s real, then something twice as thick as this is supposed to fit inside?”

Poporing’s mouth went dry as she examined the dildo.

By her rough estimate, a foreign object about 1/5 the size of Poporing was meant to fit inside her.

It was enough to earn the title ‘Terror Destroyer’!

“No, no way! Absolutely impossible!”

Physically, it seemed inconceivable to insert it from below.

Despite the fear, the thought of actually inserting it made her worry about internal damage.

“Still, if it’s from the top...”

Yet, from above, it somehow seemed feasible.

“Not that I’m... curious or anything... but, well, you have to experience everything once, right? And to create a condom, I first need to understand what it feels like...”

There were so many phenomena in the world that defied theoretical understanding.

How often had things appeared flawless in theory, only to falter in practice?

“Still...to give all...of this...on credit... Sniff!”

Squeeze-!

“Please, I beg of you.”

Holding the shop owner’s hand, I sent a sincere look.

“Huff...Sniff...Sniff..You, you must pay it back.. Sniff...”

“Sigh....”

A deep sigh escaped from Frederica as she cleaned the windows.

Miss Estelle had been cooped up in her room for several days now.

“I wonder if she’s eating properly...”

She was worried, but she didn’t have the courage to open the door.

-...Frederica. From now on, I won’t leave my room.

-What? What do you mean, Miss?

-So, don’t you come near my room either. No, rather, lock down the mansion and go on vacation with Mr. Ramsey.

-Miss! Why all of a sudden?

-Frederica!

-Eek...!

-Sorry for yelling... But it’s an order...

-...Wait! Just a moment! Then... at least take this!

She handed her a bag full of various preserved foods just before Miss closed the door, but she wasn’t sure she would eat them properly.

-Mumble Mumble.

Perhaps it was fortunate that she could sometimes hear Miss’s voice near her room, confirming her safety.

“Phew...”

“...Mr. Ramsey.”

Frederica spoke while covering her nose.

“I’m pretty sure I told you not to smoke inside the house. Do you want your salary cut?”

“What about the Miss? She seems to have skipped meals again today.”

“Don’t change the subject. And since when did you start caring about the Miss?”

“That’s true. I don’t want to be close to such a prickly Miss either. But, as a father myself, it bothers me... Not eating properly is the least of our concerns.”

“...Just go away. Don’t disturb me while I’m cleaning.”

“Alright, alright. Oh, but Frederica.”

“What now?”

“It seems we have a visitor.”

Frederica frowned at Ramsey’s words.

“That can’t be...”

They didn’t go on vacation, but as the Miss had instructed, they sent out a notice that they would not be receiving visitors for a while.

And someone ignored that and came?

“How did you know that? I turned off the notification system at the main gate.”

“I saw someone standing in front of the main gate on my way here.”

“...You saw that?”

“I wouldn’t have said it if I hadn’t.”

Mr. Ramsey might not be knowledgeable about many things, but his eyesight and cooking skills were exceptional.

“Anyway, I’ve said what I needed to, so I’ll disappear as you wished.”

With a casual wave of his hand, Ramsey walked towards the kitchen, leaving Frederica to sigh.

“Sigh...”

Now that she knew someone was waiting, she couldn’t ignore it.

Swoosh-

Putting down the cleaning tools, Frederica walked towards the main gate.

There, she saw a tall man with deep blonde hair and a woman in a nun’s habit.

“Who might you be? The Blackdahlia family has issued a notice that we are not receiving guests for the time being.”

“I’m sorry. We didn’t receive such a notice. And I’m not here for the Blackdahlia family, but as a friend of Estelle.”

“...A friend of Miss Estelle? May I know your name?”

At Frederica’s question, the blonde man slightly bowed his head and answered.

“My name is Ian.”