"Mirif, a bitte, isn’t she?"


    Central Park at the Academy, during a free period in the morning.


    Usually, on days when I meet with Mirif, I wait for her here, but today she hadn’t shown up at all. Thinking back on all the times she’d been the one waiting for me—often arriving well before I did—it felt unusually out of character.


    Wondering if perhaps something unavoidable had dyed her, I waited for thirty minutes, but she still didn’t appear at our meeting spot. Naturally, doubts began to surface in my mind.


    "Maybe her priestly duties are keeping her busy…?"


    She had seemed a bit tired thest few times we met. I’d often heard that she spent her personal time at the church, helping treat other students, something she apparently enjoyed doing. While I hadn’t tried to stop her, it did seem a bit excessive if it was starting to wear her out.


    And recently, I heard she was even attending pharmacology sses with Professor Bel-something. Honestly, that sounded like more work than a single person could handle.@@novelbin@@


    "Hopefully, she didn’t just copse on her way here."


    I doubted it woulde to that. Mirif had even been an adventurer before; she should be able to take care of herself.


    Still, I decided to head over to the Academy church to see why she hadn’t shown up. If she was busy treating students, I’d just take a quick look and quietly leave.


    With that thought in mind, I made my way to the church, only to find it more hectic than usual today.


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