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Chapter 339

Chapter: 339

Last time I got a trinket from that Perverted Apostle, I also received a crystal ball that lets me contact him.

He told me to reach out whenever I needed him because I had received a favor, but I let that slide.

With that Sloppy Fox next to me, I think I’d go crazy enough without having that perverted apostle around too!

Having made that judgment, I nearly tossed the crystal ball into the trash, but then I just carelessly chucked it into my inventory.

Putting aside the guy’s humanity, his abilities could actually be useful. I thought I might need to ask for help someday.

Looking back now, that judgment was right.

Before a month had even passed, I found myself needing to call him.

I raised my attractiveness to the max, drained the souls of the audience, wrapped up my speech, and then made my exit.

To bring this ridiculous plan, which started from the Sloppy Fox’s nonsense, to reality, I needed the Perverted Apostle’s abilities.

Think about it. Just showing up and draining souls isn’t exactly easy, right?

Unless all the people in the world are trash like that Sloppy Fox or the Perverted Apostle. To pull off a scheme that wipes out the mind of normal people, I needed to crank my attractiveness to the highest level.

And the one who could be called an expert in raising this attractiveness is none other than the Perverted Apostle.

No matter what his personal character is like, he was chosen by the Apostle of Beauty and Art for a reason, and he has outstanding aesthetic sense.

If I could get his cooperation, not only would I get a fantastic coordinator, but I’d also receive the blessing of the Perverted Crow Goddess!

Plus, I have some other requests besides just my coordination.

“Lady Allen! You’re looking truly beautiful today! Even the Goddess has said…”

As soon as I sent a message through the crystal ball, I couldn’t help but feel bad when I saw the excited face of the Perverted Apostle.

What on earth was he doing to respond to my message in just one second?

Could it be that he was waiting for my contact all along?

“Looking into your icy gaze makes my heart race! Can you look at me with sharper eyes?!”

…Should I just say it was a wrong number and hang up?

[Young Lady! Calm down! Just a little longer!]

As I tried to hold on a little longer, it felt like my jaw might shatter.

…Dammit. If he wasn’t so exceptional that he was irreplaceable!

Clenching my fists and holding back various bad words, the Perverted Apostle chuckled awkwardly.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I blabbed on for a while. So, what do you need to contact me about?”

‘Well, um…’

“Listen closely, you disgusting Perverted Apostle. I’ll give you the right to doll me up.”

“…Could you please elaborate?”

I concealed the exact details and told him I wanted to make the best appearance at the Academy’s closing party, and his face lit up with delight.

“Thank you so much! I’ll visit you tomorrow!”

…Huh?

No. There’s still quite some time until the closing party, and he’s saying he’ll come tomorrow?

There’s really no need for that!

If he gets all worked up this early, it’ll just be burdensome; he could just come over a day or two beforehand.

“Apostle! What on earth are you saying?!”

While I was bewildered by the Perverted Apostle’s enthusiasm, I heard a shrill voice coming from behind the crystal ball.

“Do you know how much work piled up while you were away?!”

“Kesh Priest. This is more important than my life.”

“Please! Just! Apostle! Have some awareness that you’re the one and only Apostle of the Arts Church! You can’t just lounge around like that!”

“Uh, Kesh?”

“You just said something was more important than your life and holed up for a week to make a trinket! What is it this time!”

“Kesh, Kesh. Just wait a moment.”

“What do you mean wait?! I’ve spent several nights because of you!”

“Calm down and look at this crystal ball.”

“Haaah. It better be something trivial.”

Facing the enraged woman, I felt a natural fear creeping into my heart.

Um. I’m really sorry. I didn’t intend to be a bother. It’s just that creep clung to me. So if you’re mad, you can take it out on him.

“…Apostle. This person is…”

While I was frantically apologizing internally, the woman’s complexion suddenly changed.

The anger from a moment ago vanished, replaced by pure admiration, reminding me of the Perverted Apostle I was just faced with.

“She’s the Young Lady of the Allen family. I’ve mentioned it to you often, haven’t I?”

“I suppose you did. Wow. I never expected it to be to this level.”

‘Um. Thank you?’

“Hmph. You should thank me. I had to clear my eyes from seeing something strange in the mirror every day.”

“Is it possible for a voice to be this beautiful?!”

I found myself resenting the fact that I thought this woman was normal just a moment ago.

There’s no way someone under the Perverted Crow could be fine, and I momentarily let my guard down.

I let out a sigh loud enough for them to hear, but the two beyond the crystal ball continued their conversation without caring about my reaction.

“This person requested a complete outfit.”

“…Apostle! I just had an idea! I will go!”

“No matter how much you’re Kesh, I can’t allow that. This is a task given to me by the Goddess.”

“Hah! If the Goddess sees my inspiration, she’ll surely change her mind!”

The commotion was loud enough to be heard across the Arts Church.

“What now… Oh my! I can’t believe this!”

“Please be quiet! …Apostle! Give me a chance!”

As I was trying to figure out what was going on, people from the Church came to me and joined the argument.

“Since it’s come to this, we have no choice! According to Church rules, let’s settle this with a match!”

“Don’t think being an Apostle means you’ll win forever!”

“We’ll show you how much we’ve grown while you wandered around!”

Ignoring the fussing crowd, I just shut off the crystal ball and tossed it into the trash.

‘I’m definitely not stepping into the Arts Church.’

<…Uh. Yeah. You’re right about that.>

*

“Though everyone has grown, in the end, you can’t beat me, the Apostle chosen by the Goddess.”

Looking at the pride-filled face of the Perverted Apostle, various remarks bubbled up inside me, but I kept them in.

No matter what I said, that perverted guy would definitely be happy, so why bother speaking?

“You said you’d decided on a dress, right? Could you show me?”

‘Here you go.’

“Here. Look closely with those disgusting eyes of yours.”

As I put the dress that Joy chose onto the table, the Perverted Apostle’s eyebrows rose a bit.

“The design is decent. It will need some adjustments to fit the Young Lady’s body, but there’s no problem going like this.”

“You said you’d wear my trinkets, so that means you can match the makeup to that.”

“Borrowing the Goddess’s authority, I can give you a few blessings. Your Divinity is quite profound, after all.”

“Ahh! No! Just thinking about it isn’t enough! Young Lady! Please allow me to demonstrate! I’m sure something will come to mind if I see you dressed up!”

I could see the Perverted Apostle’s eager gaze, looking at me pitifully.

I’m the one asking for a favor here.

I haven’t even proposed any kind of compensation yet.

Seeing the desperate Perverted Apostle, a hilarious thought crossed my mind.

In this atmosphere, could I get away with charging him a fee to let me get dressed up?

‘Um. Apostle…’

“Perverted Apostle. We haven’t discussed the important matter yet, have we?”

“Important matter?”

‘Yes. What it is…’

“You giving me the right to be dolling myself up with your sloppy and disgusting hands, and getting to see my beautiful self. Are you planning to get that for free?”

“…Indeed. I apologize, Young Lady. I was rude.”

What does he expect? Seeing the Perverted Apostle speak earnestly, saying he’d do anything he could do, made me chuckle to myself.

I thought this was going to happen, but now that it is, my head is spinning.

‘It’s nothing big…’

“The request is simple. I want you to make clothes for my friends.”

Two nights ago.

Because of the speech issue, I was half out of my mind and lost sleep, so I gave up on sleeping and sat at my desk thinking back to the days when I used to customize characters.

I didn’t think it would be such a difficult task.

My fashion sense isn’t the best, but I remember when character creators were arguing in the arena.

Recalling those suggestions while brainstorming outfits, I soon hit a barrier.

<...Young Lady, this doesn’t look like a person, does it?>
‘…For now, it’s a person. For now.’

The problem was that my hands couldn’t manifest the image floating in my head.

What good is it to have dope character ideas in my head!

I can’t draw them on paper!

Spending the night struggling, and enduring the old man’s sharp critique asking if I was plotting revenge on my friends, I decided to give up on designing the outfits myself.

Instead, I wrote down the characteristics of outfits that would suit both Joy and Phoebe on a piece of paper.

To have the Perverted Apostle design them.

This fellow is really a disgusting creep, but his aesthetic sense is marvelous.

If I hand my notes over to him, I’m sure he’ll create results that will satisfy both of them!

Originally, it would’ve been a paid request, but…

“It’s nothing difficult. If I can doll you up, I’ll gladly do that much.”

Thanks to that trash being a pervert, I can get a freebie.

…Is this actually a good deal for me?

I’m pretty sure I’m not losing anything, but every time I see the Perverted Apostle’s bright smile, it feels a bit uneasy.

“Could I meet the friends for whom I’ll create the outfits? I think I need to see them to judge.”

‘Well, that’s possible…’

“It’s possible, but don’t spout anything that’ll make me want to throw up like usual. If you show even a hint of your perverted traits, I swear I’ll hit you!”

“Ahaha. Don’t worry. I’ve been an Apostle for several years; how could I be rude?”

As I watched his soft laughter accompanied by perfect manners, I wanted to yell at him for being polite while treating me differently but decided to keep quiet since I already had a rough idea of what he would say.

Listening to this creep’s nonsense would only drain my mental strength, so let’s just ignore it. Ignored.

‘As for my friends…’

“I’ll go bring those idiots over now, so get your disgusting hands ready to move.”

“Are you planning to give a demonstration in front of my friends?”

‘Yes.’

“Yeah. There’s no objectivity in the evaluation of a disgusting pervert.”

If I see their reactions, I should get a rough idea of whether my plan is feasible or not.

I just hope the outcome is good.

If not, all the endurance I’ve had to put up with this pervert’s nonsense would be in vain.

“This is sad. Being untrusted stings. No one is more objective than Mira when it comes to beauty.”

While I ignored the Perverted Apostle’s chatter, I stepped out of the room, grabbing my forehead and sighing.

Ugh. I’m exhausted. So tired.

Just having one perverted apostle like him is this bothersome; I can’t imagine what the Arts Church must be like with a bunch of similar guys overflowing.

Absolutely.

No matter what happens.

I must not go there.

Surrounded by the followers of the Perverted Crow Goddess, I feel like I’d really lose my mind.


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