T/N:So if you guys didnāt know, there were two side stories that the YenPress version didnāt translate. This is one of them. Enjoy.
Ā The room, the chainmail, and me [Ughā¦ā¦!]
The cold water that drenched her body felt like needles pricking her as Priestessās thin body shivered.
Although it should be spring already, the weather still had traces of the past winter, making the simple room that was built of stone abnormally cold.
As this temple worshipped Earth Mother, the goddess of bountiful harvest, prosperity and mercy, a simple lifestyle naturally became what the temple revered as a virtue.
āāStill, the morning bath was a little too cold.
The monastic silence training she had undergone for 10 days straight had finally ended this morning.
Her spirits also lifted a little.
Priestess used a towel to wipe her slim body dry, and wore a new set of clean clothes.
The priestess vestments she handmade herself fit just right on her slim body, and under the vestments was a set of chainmail.
This set of cold, hard, closely-woven steel rings was what he, the weird soloist adventurer picked for her.
Although the head priestess had said [For a priestess of Earth Mother to arm herself with a weapon was one thing, but now you dare to wear an armor that covers your own skin?]
Still, she had also been saved, and guided by him.
[ā¦ā¦Un! Iāll do my best!]
She clenched her fists around her sounding staff, and ran out of the door with high spirits.
[You finished?]
[AH!?]
When she saw himāāGoblin Slayerās shadow by the door, she couldnāt help but give a yelp in surprise.
āāAh, that was closeā¦ā¦
Putting a hand over her thin, pounding chest, Priestess sighed in relief.
If this were to happen yesterday, her monastic silence training would have all been for naught.
[Eh, ah, about that, are you here to pick me upā¦ā¦?]
Hearing her timid voice, he replied with a stoic face.
[Yes.]
Still, Priestess felt her heart warm from his words.
[I heard from others that you live at the temple, so I came here. Thereās a request about goblins, very urgent.] continued Goblin Slayer without changing his facial expression.
[ā¦ā¦Ah, o-okay.]
Priestess nodded and sighed.
Goblins, goblins, goblins, goblins, goblins. All he talks about were goblins.
She hadnāt spent much time with him yet, so she canāt really grasp what he was thinking.
āāStill.
Seeing that he came to pick her up himself, he didnāt seem like he wasnāt thinking about how others would feel.
Will there be a day, when she can finally understand this manā¦ā¦
P/s: If you didnāt know about what happened to the rest of volume 1, please refer to the post before this. Side story 2 should be finished soon if I am motivated.