Pawahara Seijo no Osananajimi to Zetsuen Shitara, Nanimokamo ga Umaku Iku Yō ni Natte Saikyō no Bōken-sha ni Natta ~ Tsuideni Yasashikute Kawaii Yome mo Takusan Dekita ~ (WN)

[I Broke up with the Abusive Saintess]

“You’re such a dimwitted fool! How many times do you need to drag me down until you’re satisfied?”

The one who rebuked me as soon as I arrived at the inn was Elma, my childhood friend-cum-girlfriend.

Elma was a beautiful girl who was chosen by the Holy Sword and had been raised as a saintess, and I had been partying up with her as her luggage carrier.

No, it was probably more correct to say that ‘I had been made to’.

In this world, you would receive a skill from the Goddess the moment you were born.

A skill was like a talent that asserted control on your life, and Elma’s skill, who eventually became a saintess, was 《Sword Saint》.

She had been overflowing with talent since the moment she was born.

On the other hand, my skill was 《Substitute》.

It was just a skill to take damage on someone’s behalf.

Honestly, it was a useless skill.

But it was enough to protect Elma, the village’s hope.

Should something happen to her, I could immediately substitute for her.

That was why the villagers had placed me to always be by her side.

For the sake of the village’s hope, my parents, too, had gladly accepted the arrangement, not minding the fact that their son would get hurt.

Thus, from an early age, we had always worked hard in training together.

That said, I had just kept receiving the wounds that Elma received during training in her place, though.

But thanks to that, Elma’s growth was remarkable.

It was natural.

Because no matter how hard she trained, Elma would not be hurt at all, only her abilities improved.

And Elma probably had took that for granted.

That was why she had become so selfish, I thought.

“It can’t be helped.
I’m not as strong as you.
I was doing my best to protect the luggage.”

“Oh, right! You’ve been really useless since long ago, after all! That’s why you’re only qualified to be my fake boyfriend! Ahhh, so irritating!”

“It’s not like I want to be your fake boyfriend…”

She probably only wanted to create a moving tale such as a knight who protects the saintess, for the most part.

Publicly, I was supposed to be Elma’s lover.

Moreover, the setting was that I had fallen in love with her and had left the village with her to protect her.

Elma cared a lot about appearance, so she probably wanted to gather popularity with such a romantic development.

In fact, Elma’s popularity was huge.

In addition to the moving tale I had mentioned just now, she had a very beautiful outward appearance, her sword technique was top class, and she gently treated everyone indiscriminately– she’d naturally be very popular with all of that combined.

That was why she showed her true nature only when we were alone like t