04

Isn't the time traveler a man? Why didn't Triste mention that the time traveler is a girl? From the current situation, I messed up our first meeting.

I am the Saint of the Holy Light Church.

She is the hero who traveled from a different dimension.

Our meeting started off with me accidentally seeing her bathing. What has become of me?

I stepped aside and anxiously watched as she walked out of the bathroom, already dressed in the peculiar attire from the different dimension, loosely fitting in blue and white.

Huh? On the left side of the zipper of her clothes, close to her chest, there was an embroidered pattern and four small words--

真...光...附...中?

Is it the code name of some organization from a different dimension?

Looking at her, because of her short hair, she looks just like a handsome boy, and with the unisex style of her clothes, it's no wonder Triste mistook her for a boy.

Triste couldn't even tell that I'm a cross-dressing girl, so it's understandable if she couldn't recognize a girl in male clothing now!

And the current situation is that we are staring at each other, extremely awkwardly.

"I'm sorry...for barging in without knocking." I said.

"Follow me," she said calmly.

Silently, I followed her back to the living room. The scene of our first meeting that I had imagined has turned into a place of inquiry?

She sat down on the couch while I remained standing.

"You already know," she said.

"Don't worry, I will keep your secret!" I quickly assured her.

Very, very sincerely.

"Huh? You..." She looked surprised, and I seized the opportunity to continue, "Although I don't know why you disguised yourself as a boy, it's okay, I understand you."

"What, what? What do you understand?" My words left her a bit baffled.

"I truly understand you," I said sincerely, just like I understand myself when I cross-dress.

"You don't have to tell me the reason. I will keep your secret!"

"You...aren't you one of the queen's people?" She questioned me.

Clearly, she is not easily convinced, huh?

Since I was chosen as your maid, of course, I will serve you. Moreover, you are the one prophesied by the Holy Light. I naturally have expectations that you can defeat the Demon King. I should stand by your side, right?"

Actually, I don't mind at all knowing that she is a girl. Since the prophesied Saint of Holy Light---which is me, is a boy. It's not strange that the hero who defeats that person would cross-dress as well.

Let's just consider it a joke from the Holy Light...

Seeing her still hesitating, I sincerely touched my own chest and smiled at her, saying, "Please believe me, I believe in the Holy Light, and I will never lie."

"Holy Light...? It seems that there are some strange religions in different worlds." She said softly.

"It's not a strange religion, the Holy Light is real." I said earnestly. As the Saint, I should definitely support my own beliefs at this time!

"Okay, my apologies. In fact, there are many religions in my world, but the most powerful one is this."

I watched as she took out a flat, square object from her pants pocket.

"But the battery has run out. Even taking it to a different world is just a piece of scrap metal."

I stared at her in silence.

At least she should show some sign of trust towards me... It really makes it hard to understand her.

Then, her gaze turned towards me.

"You said the Holy Light is real, does your world have magic?"

I nodded. "Yes, we do."

"Really?"

I seemed to see her eyes light up.

"Yes, magic and magicians exist everywhere."

"Then, do you know magic?"

I apologetically smiled. "Sorry, I only know some miracles of the Holy Light."

"Miracles of the Holy Light? Could you show me one?"

Satisfying the curiosity of the hero is also one of my duties, so I readily agreed.

"Can you lend me what you have in your hand?" I politely asked."Do you want a phone?" she asked with a puzzled expression, but still handed it to me.

I held the rectangular device in my hand and lightly tapped it, infusing it with holy light.

With a melodic sound, the dark mirror-like surface turned white and displayed a bitten apple.

"It can turn on???" She stood up in surprise from the couch, and I handed the device back to her.

"You can even charge it?" She looked at the object in her hand in disbelief, then looked at me. "What's your name?"

"Fir."

I had thought about using a false name to avoid her finding out that I was not just a maid but a saint. But I was too honest, and it slipped out unintentionally.

"Well, Fir, can you come closer to me?"

"Huh?"

Before I could react, she had already leaned towards me, and we stood side by side. She raised the device in her hand at a forty-five-degree angle.

"Let's take a selfie for memory!"

She pressed a button, and the device captured an image of me in a maid outfit with long white hair and her with short black hair.

"The picture is so clear!"

"Huh? Your reaction shouldn't be like this. Aren't you too calm?"

She put her arm down and furrowed her brow at me.

It seemed like she was disappointed that I wasn't amazed by this image-capturing device, maybe because she wanted to impress me with something I had never seen before.

I smiled at her and said, "I've seen something similar once before."