nownovels Chapter 121
Chapter 121
121: Wait, Someone Actually Brought Spicy Sticks?
"Get off!"
Evelia angrily flung Amya, who had been clinging to her, to the side. So she's short on height, huh? Then go over there!
"Um, actually what Classmate Amya said isn't wrong. Classmate Eve being small is also quite cute... Cough! I didn't say anything!"
Zhang Anran, who had been holding back his laughter, wanted to make his presence felt at this moment. But before he could even get the words out, Evelia's fierce glare forced him to swallow them back down.
"By the way, Amya, did you bring any candy or anything?"
Suddenly, Evelia recalled that she had actually come empty-handed. Because time was tight, she didn't have time to buy anything on the way as gifts for the orphanage children.
"No, I only have those two wafer snacks I just swiped from outside."
Amya shook her helplessly. If she had brought candy, why would she need to swipe snacks from the supply station to fill her hunger?
"But... I remember Miss Jasmine brought chocolate for the children, right?"
"Oh right, but... where's Jasmine? It seems like we haven't seen her since we ran into Zhang Anran earlier."
Evelia also suddenly noticed that the Lady Saint, who should have been staying with them, had disappeared at some point. She looked around in confusion but still couldn't find Jasmine's figure.
Just then, a somewhat tired voice came from not far away.
"I'm right here!"
Evelia and the others turned their heads and saw Jasmine slowly walking down from the second floor with a smile on her face. In her hand, she carried the white bag containing the chocolate for the children.
"Miss Jasmine, where did you go just now?"
"Hmm, I saw that you and that gentleman over there seemed to be old acquaintances. Thinking that I wouldn't be able to join the conversation anyway, I went ahead to scout the inside of the orphanage. But saying I was scouting, I really just walked around briefly."
Jasmine tried her best to perk herself up to prevent anyone from noticing that her condition was a bit off. She had just gone to chase after that black shadow, but the other person seemed to be intentionally avoiding her. Even as the Church's Saint, Jasmine couldn't catch up without using God-given Magic to assist her. Helplessly, she could only go back downstairs. But who would have thought that the moment she arrived on the first floor, she heard Evelia's mumbling.
"Um, may I ask who this young lady is..."
It was also Zhang Anran's first time being addressed as "mister." He was momentarily surprised and didn't know how to react. He scratched his head blankly and tentatively asked Evelia.
"Me? Let me introduce myself. I am the Saint of the Holy Church, Jasmine. You are Father Harrison's nephew, right? I've heard him mention you when he was chatting at the cathedral."
Probably because she was facing Zhang Anran, an "outsider," Jasmine returned to that standard Saint mode with a kind expression but a few hints of distance in her speech and behavior. Meanwhile, our Classmate Zhang Anran paused slightly when he heard the word "Saint." Then he said to Jasmine with some excitement:
"Ah! I remember now! I've seen Lady Saint hosting a ceremony on TV before! I didn't think I'd actually get to meet you in person one day!"
"Mr. Zhang, you are not a member of the Church. You don't need to address me as 'Lady.' Just call me by my name 'Jasmine' or address me as 'Miss.'"
Wow! Such a professional smile and manner of speaking!
Watching Jasmine politely introducing herself to Zhang Anran, Evelia silently complained in her heart.
She hadn't never seen Jasmine's genuine emotions before. For example, when they talked about things related to Lina earlier, or when Jasmine saw her successfully use God-given Magic after just one demonstration. The excitement and agitation she showed at those times were what a girl of Jasmine's age should truly be like.
But thinking about it, it made sense. As the Saint of the Holy Church, Jasmine would certainly frequently attend various diplomatic occasions, whether within humanity or with external races like the elves.
Evelia had experienced the atmosphere of such occasions before. She had similar experiences in Hell. The feeling of everyone flattering you with insincere words, none of them genuine, all harboring ulterior motives. She experienced it once and never wanted to experience it again.
And she was different from Jasmine. She was the Princess of Hell, the only and most beloved daughter of Satan, the Lord of Hell. If she didn't want to attend those events, no one could force her. But Jasmine was different. She was the Church's Saint, burdened with the responsibilities and duties of a Saint. Even if she was unwilling in her heart ten thousand times over, she still had to force herself to patiently attend these occasions for the sake of the Church and humanity.
Thinking about it this way, Jasmine must be very tired too, right?
"Miss Jasmine, didn't you bring gifts for the children? How about we go play with them?"
Evelia suggested with a smile. Although Jasmine intended to hide it, the exhaustion on her face that she couldn't fully cover was still noticed by Evelia. However, she didn't think it was related to Jasmine's health. She just assumed Jasmine was simply tired from her Saint duties.
After all, Jasmine had spent the entire car ride either looking out the window or resting with her eyes closed, clearly giving off the vibe of an overworked employee.
But come to think of it, calculating from Lina's age, Jasmine had just turned eighteen this year, right? And she had already been the Church's Saint two years ago. Was the Church illegally employing child labor?
"Sure, but because it was rather last-minute, I only brought these two boxes of chocolate. I don't know if the children will like them."
Jasmine took out the two boxes of Ferrero Rocher chocolate from the bag and said with some embarrassment.
Um... actually, Evelia felt Jasmine didn't need to worry about this problem at all. The slightly older children at the orphanage had already gone out to help. The ones left playing indoors were mostly little ones aged seven or eight and under. For expensive sweets like chocolate, even the lower quality ones would probably be quite liked, let alone the higher quality chocolate Jasmine had brought.
And when bringing food for orphanage children, if not bringing small sweets like candy and chocolate, would you bring spicy sticks?
"By the way, I happened to buy a big bag of Weilong spicy sticks when I came. I originally planned to finish my business early and go back to play, but since I've decided to help out here anyway, I'll give this bag of spicy sticks to the little ones."
At the same time, Zhang Anran also took out a whole bag of spicy sticks from the satchel at his waist and smiled at Evelia.
...Wow, someone actually brought spicy sticks. Anran, you're invincible.