The deans office is not a clinic.

The Saint dropped some weird words. Ivan tilted his head.

In the place called a clinic, they would still apply healing potions to external injuries, or at best, a newly ordained priest would cast a heal spell.

Does it mean that students should experience such a terrible experience even though there is a Saint?

Seeing Ivans face, the Saint pounded her chest in frustration. (Ivan didnt look away, even though she was shaking. He was a devout person.)

No! Ive got my own work too! Do you know how busy I am? I just got appointed this year! The workloads not handed over, and everyonefreshmen, undergrads, professorskeeps babbling. The course structure is a mess. Whys the university like this! (Partricia)

Um.

Um.

Ivan and Enrique nodded as they watched the Saint vent about the medieval curriculum.

They couldnt say much, but they had to agree at first.

Ivan turned away from the poor religious person who was diligently lamenting her situation. The department heads office had a quiet charm.

It was unclear if it was the previous heads taste or the Saints, but there were tons of plants.

Ivan, not much of a botanist, killed time by grabbing a plants leaves. (Hes a gardener.)

-Tock.

The orchid leaf snapped off. It broke cheerfully because it was the thickest and most beautiful stem.

Ivan turned without changing his expression. Fortunately, the Saint seemed not to notice. She was talking to Enrique about the class, still fuming.

Was it Brave New World? There was a similar scene in that noir movie. He turned the pot expressionlessly. The pot turned around to hide the broken leaf.

Okay, I get youre having a hard time, Patty. I was wrong. (Enrique)

Why dont you take this opportunity to convert? I will always be waiting for you with an open heart, Enrique. (Patricia)

Thats not converting, thats death.

The Saint, closest to heaven in this world after the Pope, crushed Enrique with divine power. It seemed Enriques body had shrunk a bit.

Enrique cautiously said, in a submissive posture, Um. Hmm. Oh, right. Patty, listen, dont be surprised. I came to say something, but I forgot. Listen to me. (Enrique)

Yes, before you say anything, tell me its less surprising than 50 freshmen in critical condition. (Patricia)

Enrique laughed, opening his mouth.

This guy was dragged here. (Enrique)

Yeah, Im aware. When the orphanage director turned gardener, I was considering paying Elize a visit. Whats she doing with a retired man? (Patricia)

No, you idiot. He was dragged here. Like Max. From another world. (Enrique)

Cough?! (Patricia)

The Saint spit out tea and blinked. She coughed, then finally straightened.

Why did you tell me this now? (Patricia)

He thought he was the only one. Not the type for counseling. (Enrique)

Oh my God. (Patricia)

The Saint looked at Ivan, swallowing. She spoke in a trembling voice.

How lonely he must have been He grew a beard because of that shock Poor Brother Cyril. (Patricia)

No. Thats not the reason. (Ivan)

Its okay. Its all okay. (Patricia)

The Saint smiled, taking Ivans hand. Her divine power flowed through Ivans veins. It was warm.

Even as Enrique fainted, the Saint smiled warmly at Ivan.

Its okay, brother Youre not strange. Many like you, and therell be more. Oh, Lord. Guide this poor lamb

I feel strange and awkward in this situation right now. (Ivan)

Thats understandable. Thats understandable The hero was the same way (Patricia)

She recalled the day she was moved to tears learning he retired to run an orphanage.

This young man, despite a war-filled childhood, grew strong and kind, caring for unfortunate children.

Wasnt that the Lords work?

The Saint supported Ivans retirement, donating each year. She even named the orphanage!

Look at Ivan now.

Orphanages are poor, with directors often exploiting orphans. But this man works hard for his income, wearing dirty clothes and wiping sweat with a burnt towel.

Clearly, its to raise the children more abundantly, isnt it?

Oh, my (Patricia)

Even from another world, even for alien orphans unrelated to him

How could it be?

The Saints cheeks reddened.

Brother Cyril (Patricia)

Id prefer if you didnt call me that. (Ivan)

I like your baptismal name. (Patricia)

I was too young when I decided on it. (Ivan)

Ivan withdrew his hand, glancing at Enrique, who was making a playful expression. The Saint made the sign of the cross and put her hand on her chest.

I thought you were gay, Brother. (Patricia)

Cough! (Enrique)

Enrique choked and pounded her chest.

Well, if you think about how coldly you rejected those people, its only natural. (Patricia)

There were circumstances. (Ivan)

Of course, of course. (Patricia)

Royal guards couldnt be personally intimate with nobles or influential people. When known as Little Ivan, a hot commodity in the marriage market, he was also a royal guard.

His goal was to return to Earth. How could he play a love game?

That feeling hasnt changed much. The only change is hes no longer a hot commodity.

It was because of the vow, wasnt it? The gospel vows of poverty, purity, and obedience when baptized. (Patricia)

The three virtues vowed at baptism: poverty, purity, and obedience.

Ivans appearance is humble, over thirty without rumors, pure, and having given up fame and position.

Such faithfulness is like a picture! The Saint nodded.

Dont become a priest. You really wont be able to get married. (Patricia)

Hmm. (Ivan)

Ivan sighed. He respected vows but knew he wasnt a normal man.

He was from another world, and celibacy might not be feasible.

But if you continue so chastely, maybe maybe God will bestow His favor. Love between people is the greatest blessing under heaven. (Patricia)

Hmm. (Ivan)

I must go to Brothers orphanage today. Lets go together. (Patricia)

You said you didnt finish your work. (Enrique)

The only person above me in this school is the president, and the only person above me in this world is the Lord God. Enrique.

Wow.

Enrique quietly agreed.

***

The Saint is uncomfortable. Ivan realizes this obvious fact again.

Many reasonsbattlefield childhood, devoutness, and her being a major orphanage sponsor.

Equal relationships with purse string holders are impossible. Based on this, Ivan maintained a distance from sponsors.

Oh Lord. Look at this beautiful sight

The Saint wept as she walked from the entrance of the orphanage. Naturally, the orphans gathered around her, squealing.

Their faces were full of life, and their cheeks were plump. No sign of poverty anywhere. The only one in the orphanage who looked the most impoverished was Ivan!

The facilities were excellent, and all the doors opened smoothly with clean, well-oiled hinges. Soft sponges were carefully added to the ends of the corridors and the corners of the furniture.

Such meticulousness!

The Saint looked at the large graffiti painted in a corner of the orphanage building, tears welling up in her eyes.

The graffiti, drawn by some playful orphan, was a picture of a bearded monster frowning as he handed out presents.

The love of the children was so palpable that the Saint finally pressed her eyes and leaned against the wall.

You have already become a good father (Patricia)

Oh my God. (Patricia)

Originally, the most wonderful thing is the relationship born of the heart. Cyril Brother I am too dazzled Oh Lord (Patricia)

Are you trying to kill me with laughter? Disciple. Im starting to feel a little burdened. Can I go now? (Enrique)

No. (Ivan)

Enrique covered her forehead with her hand and groaned in pain.

**Authors Note (Authors Commentary):**

The reason Ivan is embarrassed by his baptismal name can be inferred from Elizavetas name!

(TN:

*Elizaveta Kirillovna Krasilov

Ivan baptisms name = Cyril

Kirillovna = Cyrils Love?)