Most of the priests were gone, attending to the participants.
“Good. I like the quiet.”
Prodia slowly walked into the chapel.
Through the beams of light coming from the ceiling, dust floated in the air.
Click.
Soon, only the sound of her shoes echoed throughout the hall.
Surveying the inside of the chapel, Prodia then looked straight ahead.
The statue of the god installed behind the altar caught her eye.
The god’s appearance couldn’t be sculpted casually by law, so the Great Shrine was the only place to see the statue.
“Of course, if you’re a tourist, you should visit the famous spots at least once.”
Her gaze naturally fell on the god’s face.
But somehow, it looked familiar.
“Huh? That face, where have I seen it before?”
It was on the tip of her tongue, like a faint fog filling her head.
I definitely know it. Definitely…
And finally, she remembered the owner of the face.
“…I remember.”
How could she have forgotten that face?
Prodia’s mouth gaped open.
“That’s the handsome god’s face I met when I died!”
Astonished, Prodia froze on the spot.
What’s happening?
Regaining her senses, she ran a step. Now was not the time to worry about being disrespectful.
She stood before the massive sculpture of the god.
It was unmistakable. The appearance of that god.
The one who threatened to condemn her to editing hell.
But who showed mercy and reincarnated her at his whim, assigning her a quest of unknown origin!
She spat out a hollow laugh.
“You, what are you?”
Prodia stared straight at the image of the god.
So dumbfounded, she muttered to herself,
“Were you secretly watching me here?”
You’re not even the god of the world where I originally lived.
How dare you bring me to this backwater… no, to this other world?
Who are you to reincarnate me at will? Why are you making me suffer like this, why!
It was then.
Suddenly, a small voice came from behind the altar.
“I, I wasn’t watching you…!”
Prodia’s eyes widened.
Did the god just respond?
No, no.
This voice was totally different from the god’s voice she had heard then.
That meant…
Prodia called out in a cold voice towards behind the altar,
“Who’s there? Don’t hide, come out.”
Then, someone who had been crouching slowly crawled out from behind the altar.
A man with pale skin and blonde hair.
Seeing his white priest’s robe, he must have been one of the temple’s priests.
He stuttered, cowering, and said,
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to watch, but that, that…….”
Bowing her head and looking unsure, Prodia’s guard was let down when she saw him.
I was surprised again, thinking that the deity had answered.
‘Did I suddenly come in and startle him?’
Since there seemed to be a mutual misunderstanding, I should quickly apologize…….
At that time, the priest who had only been looking at the floor slowly raised his head.
“Di, disciple, are you very angry……?”
At that moment, Prodia felt as if her heart had sunk.
She couldn’t hear what he was saying very well.
This young priest’s face… Yes, it was because of his face.
‘It’s, it’s the center [dash]!’
The real center has appeared!
My lord, I’m sorry. Eurtis, I’m really sorry.
But the real center feeling is him, it’s him!
Because his appearance was as beautiful as an angel.
‘No, isn’t this just an angel?’
Blonde with golden eyes, and what’s with his skin being so fine. How come his eyes, nose, and mouth have no flaws?
Why are you so handsome? You pass!
Then, tears began to well up in the eyes of the priest.
Since Prodia did not respond, it seemed he thought she was angry.
‘What did he say to me earlier?’
No, is that important right now? The fact that even his crying face is beautiful is what’s important!
After all, a man who looks beautiful while crying rules the world… No, he rules the fans.
‘This kid, if raised well, could control some fans?’
Prodia’s radar was shouting. It’s him, it’s him! Hurry and open that.
So, without waiting any longer, she shouted inwardly.
‘Status window.’
Pat [dash]!
[Name: Papiere(?).Occupation: Senior priest(?).
Dream: None.
Abilities: Divine power(SSS), Healing power(SSS)… Charm(restricted use).]
Prodia quickly skimmed his profile.
His name was Papiere, a priest as expected.
He looked young, but he was a senior priest, seems like a talented friend.
Then Prodia’s eyes caught on something.
‘Uh? What… Charm?’
There was no time to look at the stats.
She had to quickly go to the next page to check the amount of redeemable achievements.
But that ‘charm’ was so bothersome that she couldn’t bear it.
‘Why does a priest who serves a deity need charm……?’
And moreover, restricted use? What could that mean?
Her mind was more relaxed knowing the existence of insurance called Eurtis, as the saying goes, one’s mind changes going in and out of the bathroom.
So Prodia, unable to contain her curiosity, eventually shouted inwardly.
‘Charm, check.’
At the same time, a detailed description window popped up.
Ding~!
[Charm(restricted use)Captures the public’s heart on stage.]
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
