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Chapter 24: The Effect of the Chair that Ruins People

　For a week after receiving the chair that ruins people, Hirune had been huddling in it every chance she got.

　The spherical chair was very comfortable to sit in.

(It's a paradise. This is exactly the kind of chair I was looking for. The material of the inside and outside could be improved. ...... When I have time, I'll go to Leanne's furniture store.)

　Hirune wasn’t punished at all for going out without permission.

　She sat back in her chair, which made a crunching sound and ruined people, and put her hands outward. It was paradise style.

 (Jeanne will be here soon. If that’s the case, I’m going to have to use holy magic. Holy magic--unity bonding.)

　Hirune used holy magic to attach her body to the chair that was ruins people.

This way even if she was pulled her body would not leave the chair.

“Phew ...... I'm so sleepy after my morning duties ......"

　The morning of the saint is early.

　Before breakfast, they have thirty minutes of prayer and thirty minutes of scripture chanting.

　After that, they eat breakfast, have a little free time, and then start their work.

　Right now, Hirune was in her room during her free time.

(I'm too busy working as a saint to sleep. Holly has picked up the pace and is doing well, Jeanne seems to have a lot of energy, and ...... children are very energetic. ......)

Although she was a child herself, Hirune yawned in a disheveled pose.

Her blond hair, blue eyes, good looks, and pure white saintly clothes. It's interesting that she looks so good even when she's sitting in a chair that ruins people.

“I'm thirsty. ...... It's a hassle to move."

　Hirune glanced at the jug and cup on her desk.

　She doesn’t want to move because she’s sleepy.

(Holy magic--object manipulation--)

Glittering stardust fluttered and the jug moved by itself, poured water into the cup, and the cup floated up and settled in Hirune’s hand. This is the kind of magic that lazy people long for.

(Holy magic is useful. Goddess, thank you very much.)

Hirune makes the holy seal with her back nuzzled into the chair.

　It was the wrong use of holy magic, no matter how you look at it.

"Yes, purification."

　The cup shone and with a poof, stardust was sucked into the water.

　Hirune, who recently noticed that water tastes better when purified, always does this.

“The water tastes good. --puha This water is delicious.”

　She drank up the water with a good gulp and returned the cup to its original position with holy magic.

　During this time, she only moved her hands.

(It's nice to be able to relax like this. It reminds me that I worked too hard in my previous life. Staying up all night. If they don't sleep properly, humans will go crazy.)

　Looking back at the memories of her previous life with distant eyes, she closed her eyelids.

　Her throat was moistened and she began to feel sleepy, so she fell asleep.

　A few minutes later, the door opened.

"Hirune-sama, I'm back--oh, I knew you were asleep.”

　Jeanne entered the room and placed the scriptures for the next ritual on the desk.

　Three thick books. They weren’t heavy, but her fingers ached. Jeanne shook her wrist a few times.

“Recess will be over in five minutes, so I have to wake you up.”

　As she said this, Jeanne looked at Hirune’s sleeping face.

　Her long eyelashes, her small mouth, her breath coming in regular puffs.

　She looked so comfortable that just looking at her made Jeanne feel happy. The chair she was sitting on was a bit of a mess, but she looked so cute that she wanted to hang her in a picture frame.

　Jeanne smiled.

"You look so good, Hirune. ......"

　She poked at her rosy cheeks.

　(It's so soft and smooth.)

“Hirune-sama.”

    Jeanne poked her rosy cheeks.

　When she didn't wake up at all, Jeanne had no choice but to put her hands on both of Hirune's shoulders and slowly shake them.

 "Hirune, please wake up. We have to rehearse for the festival. We have to memorize the scriptures. Hirune-sama, Hirune-sama.

　She must have fallen deep asleep, because she showed no signs of waking up.

　Jeanne shook her shoulders forcefully.

"Hirune-sama, please wake up. Did you forget that Zekyutos-san told you that you must attend this festival? Wanda will scold you if you are late.  Hirune-sama.

"......"

“Hirune-sama, wake up.

“...... Hmm.”

　There was no sign of her waking up at all.

　 Normally, she would wake up rubbing her eyes regretfully, but Jeanne has learned from experience that when there is no response like this, nothing she does will wake her up.

　As a last resort, she decided to take Hirune with her to the rehearsal site for the festival.

　Thanks to her blessings, she had no problem carrying Hirune for a few minutes.

"Excuse me.”

　Jeanne bowed dutifully and then tried to put her hands on Hirune’s back and behind her knees.

"Huh?"

　But Jeanne's hand got caught.

　It's like Hirune and the chair were stuck together, and she can't get her fingers in. The only sound is the crunching and scraping of the contents of the chair's that ruins people.

“Is it sticking? What?"

　As a test, Jeanne took both of Hirune's arms and pulled, and Hirune's body and the chair slid together, sticking to each other. The saint and the oddly shaped chair were stuck together. It was a surreal scene.

"What the..?"

　Jeanne was puzzled.

　 Holding Hirune's thin shoulders and the chair with both hands, she tries to pull them off.

"Hmmm ... huh, I can’t get it off at all.”

　She stops, afraid that if she tries too hard It'll tear the saint's dress.

　Jeanne crosses her arms and thinks about why this happened.

"Hirune-sama, you've always said you wanted to work while in a chair. ...... Did you by any chance attach yourself to it by magic?"

　Jeanne came up with an idea and put her face to the glued part between the chair that ruined people and Hirune.

　When she looked, tiny stardust was scattered. Evidence of holy magic.

“I knew it! I can't get this off! What should I do! We're running out of time!”

　Jeanne panicked and shook her ponytail from side to side.

　In the meantime, it was already time to meet.

　After a few seconds of pacing around the room, Jeanne made up her mind.

“All right. I'll give priority to getting you there first. I'll leave the rest to you, Wanda-san.”

　Jeanne placed the three thick scriptures on Hirune’s lap and held them with her hands to prevent them from falling. Then she opened the door and went around, behind her.

"Hirune-sama, let's go!"

　With that, Jeanne pushed Hirune with the chair that ruined people.

　The cloth and the floor rubbed against each other and Hirune moved in her seat.

　They walked out of the room, closed the door, and Jeanne pushed Hirune again.

'Please wake up, Hirune-sama.”

　The saint, still seated in her chair, moves noiselessly down the tranquil corridor inscribed with scripture. A maid pushes her back. If anyone sees them, they will surely be gossiped about. 

　Jeanne felt embarrassed, so she turned her face down and increased the force of her push.

"--Mnya!"

"Hirune-sama, are you awake?”

　She took her hand away and looked into her face.

"Sweet treats ......."

　She was talking in her sleep.

　Jeanne dropped her head.

 "Hirune-sama, please wake up!”

　She had no choice but to resume the transportation of the saint and chair. While doing that, the door of the Saints’ private room opened, and a saint with light blue hair appeared.

"What? What? Hirune and ...... Jeanne?"

　It was Holly who came out of the room.

　Perhaps she had sensed something or not, but she approached Jeanne walking quickly.

"Hey Jeanne, what's going on here?"

　Holly whispered, pointing at the sleeping Hirune.

"Holly-sama!"

　Jeanne crossed her hands as if a goddess had just appeared.

“Hirune-sama and the chair that ruins people have stuck together. She's used holy magic to do it, and I just can't seem to get it off.”

"Hah...... you really waste your holy magic, ......."

　Holly put her hand to her forehead in dismay.

“I'll see if I can't get it off.”

　Holly chanted a scripture to activate the releasing magic, but it didn't work. It had no effect.

　Jeanne and Holly looked at each other.

"......"

"......"

"Suu...... Suu......"

　Hirune’s sleep echoed in the silent hallway.

　Holly's stomach churned and her large hanging eyes strained.

“We'll just carry on. Today's rehearsal is important. I'll help you.”

“Thank you, Holly-sama, but don't worry. I can't let a saint do that.”

“What are you talking about? We’re friends. Let's go.”

" Holly-sama, ......"

　Jeanne's eyes welled up, and she nodded her head.

“Yes!”

“Come on, let's push.”

“All right. Okay.”

　On this day, a maid and a saint pushed a saint who was attached to a chair, a rare event that had never happened in the history of Mephistopheles.

　When they arrived at the rehearsal room, Wanda was holding her head in her hands and Zekyutos was twitching his cheeks. No one could tell whether Zekyutos was angry or laughing.

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