Unspeakable bubbles

"No problem, but madam, you must understand that equivalent exchange is an unchanging truth."

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Masumi made a 'please' gesture, "Father, please continue. My sister and I can listen to your God's teachings for a while."

"god……"

The priest looked troubled: "Only His Holiness the High Priest can occasionally hear snippets of God's words. A lowly bishop like myself has never had the privilege of hearing God's voice."

“I have never even heard the voice of God, so how can I convey His teachings?”

"This……"

Masumi was stunned. There were so many things to criticize in the priest's words that she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Ah, madam, I didn't mean to embarrass you. Look at me, I get nervous whenever I see strangers. My father has told me this countless times, but I can't help it."

“It’s alright, Father, oh no, Your Excellency Bishop. But I just saw you chatting happily with the children from afar, and you didn’t seem nervous at all.”

"Except for children, believers, fellow church members, and acquaintances. I don't get nervous around them."

"..."

"By the way, madam, why not listen to our teachings? These are admonitions summarized by successive religious leaders from the few words of God. Although they may not be without errors, it is always good to listen."

“Your Excellency, it’s not very polite of you to say that,” Masumi said with a laugh. “If your bishop hears this, you might lose your bishop’s position.”

"Although the Lord is closer to God than we are, he is still a mortal at heart. Who can guarantee that he won't misunderstand when listening to divine will as a mortal?"

“Your church must be very small and chaotic.” Masumi shook her head, her thoughts unconsciously slipping out of her mouth.

It was their first meeting, and it would be very impolite to speak of the other's church in such a way. However, for some reason, Masumi had a feeling that they had known each other for a long time, that they were old friends.

It was precisely because of this inexplicable sense of familiarity that she spoke to the bishop in front of her in the tone of an old friend.

"Well, the church is quite large, but it's a bit chaotic. Many archbishops interpret the doctrine according to their own ideas, and their views on the leader... cough, I digress."

The young bishop coughed, shook his head, and said easily, "Although there are some problems in the church right now, there's no need to worry. Because according to prophecy, the Savior is about to descend!"

"Savior, savior?" Masumi instinctively felt a sense of rejection towards this title.

Isn't the savior trope a common tactic of cults?

“That’s right. The prophecies of the savior are heard by every leader of the church through the voice of God. This is the only one that no one will question.”

"The words of the Savior are the words of God, the will of the Savior is the will of God, and the Savior is the embodiment of God, the God of the future!"

The young bishop, who was originally reserved and somewhat serious, seemed like a completely different person when he talked about the Savior.

He was excited and spoke with fanaticism, just like a fanatic.

"We're leaving."

No matter how much she liked him, Masumi couldn't stand it.

Upon closer inspection, the scriptures in his hand also appeared highly suspicious.

A large, ambiguous eyeball, seemingly smiling, was bound by countless chains. It certainly didn't look like a legitimate church.

'Could we have run into people from a cult?'

Masumi was about to leave with Bubbles in her hand when the young man suddenly blocked their way.

"What do you want? I'm not joining this weird church!"

"candy."

The bishop crouched down and stuffed the bag of candy into Bubble's hand: "Everyone who listens gets a share, and since Bubble is so cute, this bag of candy is all yours."

"Thank you, Uncle!" the little girl said happily.

'Did I tell him Bubble's name?' Masumi's bad feeling grew stronger. She wanted to grab Bubble and leave immediately, but she was shocked to find that... she couldn't move!

Not only could he not move his legs, but he couldn't even utter a single word.

Masumi was extremely anxious, but could only stand there like a statue.

"Bubble, would you like to learn more about our church? If you don't mind, come with me? I have more than just candy, I have lots and lots of delicious things too."

The bishop wore an approachable smile. "I believe our meeting must be the will of Chaos. Bubble, come with me."

"What is the will of chaos?" the little girl asked, puzzled.

"There is no such thing as chance in the world, only inevitability. Chaos guides this world, and everything is under the watchful eye of 'God'."

"Bubble doesn't understand."

"It's okay if you don't understand, just know that you're coming with me today."

"No, no." The little girl shook her head.

"kindness?"

"Bubble needs to go back for dinner, so she can't go with you, Uncle."

The young bishop laughed: "Eat? How can we go against the will of Chaos over such a trivial matter?"

"Eating is an important matter, Bubble needs to go home!"

Seeing that the little girl was not cooperating, the bishop's expression became serious: "Bubble, you are still young and may not understand how serious it is to disobey the will of Chaos."

"But, but no uncle or aunt named Chaos told Bubble that he was going to go with Uncle today."

The little girl patted her tummy: "If I had told Bubble earlier, Bubble would have eaten a full lunch and would be going home with you now to get some treats."

“Bubble, Chaos isn’t an uncle or an aunt; it’s a great being beyond our comprehension. How could such a great being notify you in advance so you can have your lunch first?” The bishop said, both amused and exasperated.

"Ugh, that's so unfair. Why can we tell you, Uncle, but not Bubble?"

"Of course they didn't notify me either."

"No notification?"

The little girl scratched her head: "Since you didn't tell Uncle, how did he know that Chaos wanted Bubble to go with you?"

"Our meeting is not accidental. Since I met you here, it must be a revelation from chaos."

"What revelation?"

"We'll bring you to our church!"

"Did Chaos tell you that, Uncle?"

No, I was just guessing.

"Hey!" the little girl puffed out her cheeks. "Why didn't you give Bubble some candy?"

"what?"

"Bubble is saying that perhaps the revelation of chaos is for you, Uncle, to give Bubble some candy."

Section 186, Chapter 185, Crusher No. 3

"Hahaha, haha, ha."

The young bishop's laughter grew softer and softer as he realized the little girl in front of him looked very serious, and there was no trace of a joke in her words.

"Bubble, I can't deny that what you said is also a possibility."

"But, compared to what you said, what I said is obviously more reliable."

"Hmm," the little girl seemed unable to accept the young bishop's explanation, and she shook her head: "Bubble thinks what Bubble said makes a lot of sense."

"Alright, alright, it seems neither of us can convince the other, so..."

"Let's play a game," the bishop said with a smile.

He doesn't like to solve problems with violence; he has more subtle ways of dealing with children.

"A game?" Bubble's two little braids twitched.

“I have two pet dogs, they are the same breed and similar in size.”

"Later, we'll each choose one and let them compete."

"Whoever's pet dog wins, we'll listen to them."

"How about it?"

"What are the dogs competing in?" the little girl asked with great interest.

The young bishop took out a piece of chalk and drew a large circle on the ground.

"Two dogs are standing in a circle. The dog that walks out of the circle first loses."

"Although it's not very fun, Bubble agreed."

The little girl looked at the bag of candy in her hand and decided to play this game, which didn't actually sound very fun, with the uncle in front of her, just for the sake of the candy.

However, when it comes to pet dogs...

"Bubble also has a dog. Can Bubble use her own dog?"

“No problem,” the young bishop said readily.

He originally intended to summon two chaotic creatures and manipulate them to stage a match he had written and directed himself.

Since the girl wants to use her own pet dog, that's fine with me.

Just be careful not to let Bubble's pet dog become food for the Chaos creatures.

"Bubble and I are going to have a competition. How about you be the referee?"

Masumi stared at him with piercing eyes, without uttering a sound.

The bishop opened the heavy scripture, which possessed a strange allure, and Masumi's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it.

Twisted text, graphics imbued with mysterious power, and the paper itself, brimming with a sense of blasphemy… everything swirled into a vortex, drawing Masumi's mind in.

"I think you won't refuse."

“Yes.” Masumi nodded blankly.

"Very good, the referee is here, the audience... Hehe, let's give the witch of the Seventh Ring Tower some face for such a small matter, and forget about the audience."