"Hey death what is question mark in relationship stats, this is my first ti seeing this."
"Ah, the question mark," Death mused, her voice echoing in my mind. "It ans Serafall is curious about your affiliation and has feeling for you, but her feelings towards you are still in flux, undecided."
"Got it," I nodded to myself, understanding the cryptic symbol.
"Seems like she's warming up to you," Death added with a hint of amusent. "Considering she's willing to accept you as Sona's fiancé."
"Yeah, that caught off guard," I admitted. "But it's a relief to have her on board."
"Just be prepared for her to seek revenge for that spanking incident," Death warned.
I winced at the reminder. "I should've known she wouldn't let that slide."
"You've certainly piqued her interest," Death chuckled. "Aiming for both little sister and big sister, you're quite the charr, my Dear."
I couldn't help but grin at Death's approval. "Thanks, Death. I will try to satisfy your kinks."
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As I made my way ho, I stumbled upon a rather peculiar scene. In front of lay a girl, her face planted firmly on the ground, inadvertently putting her white underwear on display for the world to see. It was a classic case of accidental embarrassnt, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her plight.
Without hesitation, I rushed to her aid, extending a helping hand to lift her back up. As she got to her feet, she began speaking in Italian, expressing her gratitude for my assistance. "Grazie mille," she repeated, bowing her head repeatedly in a gesture of gratitude.
I gently stopped her from bowing unnecessarily and responded in Italian, "Non c'è problema." I didn't mind helping out—it was the least I could do.
Taking a mont to observe her, I couldn't help but notice the beauty of the young girl standing before . Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back, framing her face like a golden halo. Her vibrant green eyes sparkled with innocence and curiosity, giving her an ethereal charm.
She was dressed in a dark teal nun outfit with light blue accents, complete with a white veil adorned with similar hues. A brown satchel hung from her hip, presumably carrying her Bible, while her feet were clad in sturdy brown boots with black straps. A silver cross necklace adorned her neck, adding a touch of religious symbolism to her attire.
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I recognized her as Asia Argento, the Holy Priestess who had been abandoned by her parents and raised in the church. Despite her pure intentions and remarkable healing abilities, she had been cast out and labeled as a witch for daring to heal a devil. Now, she found herself relying on fallen angels for survival—a stark contrast to her once devout life.
As realization dawned upon her, Asia's expression shifted from surprise to happiness. She took my hand gratefully, tears welling up in her eyes as she expressed her gratitude. "You can understand ! I just arrived in this place and got lost. Can you help find the church in this town? I need to go there!"
"You want to go to the church?" I asked.
"Yes, and I forgot to introduce myself earlier. My na is Asia Argento. I've just arrived from Italy. Thank you again for helping ," she replied, her voice trembling as she fidgeted nervously.
"I don't mind it, and my na is Alexander, but you can call Alex. Nice to et you," I said warmly. "Do you live in this town, Alex-san?" she asked shyly.
"Yes, I have lived in this town with my family. And just like you, I am also a migrant," I replied with a smile.
She nodded, and a comfortable silence settled between us. She probably realized that I was the type of person who didn't speak unnecessarily.
We walked at a casual pace until we reached a four-way road intersection. The traffic light was still red, but Asia didn't seem to know the common sense of waiting. I was about to lecture her about road safety when I spotted soone familiar approaching us on a bicycle.
"Alex, what are you doing here?" It was none other than Issey.
From the looks of it, she was doing her duty as a devil.
Issey's sudden appearance caught off guard, but I quickly regained my composure. "Oh, just taking a stroll with a new friend," I replied casually, gesturing to Asia.
Issey raised an eyebrow, her eyes flicking between Asia and with a knowing look. "I see," she said with a smirk. I have no doubt that the pervert is having so weird fantasy.
"Hallo, My na is Issey Hyoudou, but you can call Issey." she said with a smirk. "Well, don't let interrupt. Carry on with your date."
With a wave, Issey cycled away, leaving Asia and alone once again. Asia started blush after hearing the word 'date'.
"Is she your friend?" Asia asked shyly.
"Yeah," I replied.
As we continued on our way to the church, Asia began to chatter excitedly about her life in Italy and her journey to this town. Her innocence and enthusiasm were contagious to say the least.
Before long, we reached the church, and I helped Asia up the steps to the entrance. She turned to with a grateful smile, her eyes shining with appreciation.
"Thank you so much for helping , Alex-san," she said earnestly. "I don't know what I would have done without you."
"It was my pleasure, Asia," I replied, returning her smile. "If you ever need anything else, don't hesitate to ask."
With a final wave, Asia disappeared into the church, leaving standing alone on the steps.
I opened my system,
[Asia Argento, Innocent Nun]
Friends: 100%
Description: She consider you as a friend
Jesus is her Lord and savior, Not you
Remark: Don't put your dirty claws on her, bastard
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