The Abandoned Saint Became the Snack Attendant for the Childish Demon King – Chapter 13

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟑: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦


『”𝒜𝓌𝑒𝒷𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈.𝒸𝑜𝓂” – 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒, 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓊𝓁𝑔𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 “𝒹𝒶𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓊𝓅𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈” 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝓁𝓊𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓉𝑜 “𝒶𝒹𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈”.』


I give up on putting my clothes in and simply close it with a snap.

Instead, I decide to hang them on the chair. It instantly gives a sense of liveliness to the room. But there’s no helping it if the clothes get wrinkled if left in the bag.

I can only hope that the owner of the clothes will come to pick them up soon.

Speaking of clothes, my pajamas are still at the church. Since I went to buy everyday clothes, I naturally don’t have anything that can be used as pajamas.

But it feels awkward to sleep directly on a clean bed.

I can’t possibly be selfish and say that I want to go to the human world just because I want pajamas right after arriving.

There’s no point in wishing for something that doesn’t exist. I decide to use one of the clothes I bought as temporary pajamas, something that seems comfortable to move in.

If I wait a little, Olivier-sama will send my belongings. I have to be patient until then.

I change into my makeshift pajamas and lie down on the bed. Not only does it look good, but the mattress is also splendid. It’s so fluffy that I can’t help but want to roll from one end to the other.

But the reason I don’t do that is not because I’m an adult, but because as soon as I lie down on the bed, exhaustion hits me.

If I relax, my eyelids will close.

Come to think of it, my life has changed completely in these two days. Perhaps the tension has finally eased.

It’s laughable that the place where I can take a breather is the demon’s stronghold that I have feared for so long. But if I think of it as my future workplace, it’s not a bad start, is it?


I yawned, and as if melting away, I fell into the world of sleep.


『”𝓐𝔀𝓮𝓫𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼.𝓬𝓸𝓶” – 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪 𝓬𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮, 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓭𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮, 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓾𝓵𝓰𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 “𝓭𝓪𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓾𝓹𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼” 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓽𝓸 “𝓪𝓭𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼”.』


I move restlessly on the bed, my consciousness gradually returns. My stomach is empty, but the alarm hasn’t gone off yet.

Did I wake up early? I look outside the window. There is a scenery I don’t recognize. I can’t check the time because there is no alarm clock.

Then, I finally remember that this is the Demon Realm and that the alarm clock is left at the church.

I scratch my head, still not fully awake, and rummage through the pockets of the clothes I wore yesterday. I take out the clock to check the time and lose my voice.

“. . .You’re kidding?!”

The time shown by the hands was close to noon. I don’t remember the exact time I went to sleep yesterday.

But I left the church early in the morning. . .If I trace each step, I can narrow down the approximate time.

Yes, yesterday I went to bed much earlier than usual.

And yet, this time. . .

It’s hard to believe, but this clock was given to me by Olivier-sama last year.

Although it was a hand-me-down, it has remained shiny and keeps accurate time, just like a brand new one. It’s hard to imagine it showing the wrong time at this moment.

What’s strange is not the watch, but my sleeping schedule.

Even though I was tired, I ended up sleeping soundly. . .I’m amazed at myself.

While lightly combing my hair with my hand, I change into new clothes. 

When I open the door I was taught yesterday, there is a washroom. I gratefully use the towel, soap, and toothbrush that are provided. Finally, I have a refreshed face.

Let’s head to the kitchen right away. I remember the directions to the kitchen for the most part. Although I’m a little anxious, I shouldn’t get lost that easily.

I walk briskly, occasionally hesitating, and finally arrive at the kitchen.


As I timidly show my face from the wall, I meet the eyes of the two cooks. And they both walk towards me, step by step. Not only their faces and actions, but even their walking pace is exactly the same.

If I didn’t have the memory of their kindness from yesterday, I would have screamed and run away.

Today, there are only the two of them in the kitchen.


“We’ve been waiting for you.”

“I’m sorry for being late.”

“There’s still plenty of time until snack time, so don’t worry.”

“More importantly, did you sleep well yesterday?”

“I slept like a log!”

“That’s good to hear.”

“After a good night’s sleep, it’s time for a good meal. Are you hungry?”


As soon as I reply, my stomach growls.

Embarrassed, I scratch my cheek. But it seems like the expressions of the two have brightened up a little.

“In that case, let us prepare a slightly late breakfast for you.”

“It could be an early lunch.”

“In any case, please sit and wait for us.”

“It’s been a while since we served a meal to someone with an empty stomach.” 

I am guided to the next room and a chair is pulled out for me. It resembles the dining hall of a church.

The difference is that there is no one else here except for me.

Perhaps it’s still too early for lunch. However, their words from earlier bother me.

It seemed as if they rarely cook meals for someone else.

But they are cooks. Perhaps they are apprentices. However, it’s strange that there are only two cooks before noon.

As I ponder about it, the door swings open wide.

The kitchen wagon is loaded with a large amount of food. Are they going to eat together? If so, then this quantity makes sense.

However, they diligently place those dishes in front of me. I realize halfway through that only one serving is prepared. 

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