……chirp, chirp chirp……chirp……chirp chirp……

‘Ahhh—… I really went and did it… yeah… aaahhh…’

More than embarrassment, what hit me harder was this kind of self-loathing.

The morning birds’ chirping snapped my mind back, pulling me out of my daze as I lay there blankly on the floor, completely naked, and only then did I finally come to my senses.

It was still dim, barely light out.

Thinking back, I’d probably been staring at the ceiling for one to two hours.

Without moving a single muscle.

Shock.

Yeah, shock, in a lot of ways.

That’s why even though my eyes were open, I’d just been out of it for so long.

“……suu……suu……”

‘This guy… snoring so elegantly all by himself, huh…’

The guy I’d laid on the bed is what you’d call a Hero… but he’s also a prince of a certain country.

It’s a pretty common story, right?

A prince who receives a divine oracle and sets out on a journey to defeat the Demon King as a hero.

I am one of the companions of that prince hero, a party member… a “White Mage♀” (healer.)

Throb

‘ugh… damn it, he really overdid it last night… ow… that came out of nowhere… geez, <Heal>’

I heal last night’s injury…

Well, it’s not an external wound.

After holding a faint green glow emitted from my right hand over it for a few seconds, the pain in my abdomen quickly subsided.

‘Haa… worst experience ever. Even though it was my first time in this world… I might actually get depressed.’

* * *

I’m what people would call a reincarnator who remembers their previous life, and on top of that, I used to be a man.

Because that sense is still strongly ingrained in me, it’s hard to act all bubbly and girly, and dating men—let alone spending “a night together in the same room”—was completely out of the question.

Because of that, since I was born into a noble family, I thought, no way do I want to marry a man, so until I reached the age where I’d be assigned a fiancé, I frequently visited the church, prayed devoutly, and got along well with the church staff, and as a result, I successfully entered the path of the clergy, where “it’s totally okay to remain unmarried for life”.

My family had a lot of siblings, so it was also a big factor that there was no issue even if I alone chose the path of a clergyperson.

I was a bit confused, like, can you really become a nun at not even eight years old?

But apparently, it helped that I had been offering prayers at the church since I was old enough to understand things.

When I checked my status, before I knew it, “Nun” had been added to the job aptitude section.

Normally you’d start as an apprentice, but if you have job aptitude, it seems you can skip that stage, so I left home, entered the church, and immediately became a “Nun”.

Yes!

With this, I’ll be single for life!

I don’t have to do disgusting things like marrying a guy or making kids!

…That’s what I was so excited about, throwing myself into being a “Nun” at the church, when sometime after I turned ten, I suddenly found myself able to use healing magic.

Users of healing magic are moderately common, and the ratio of treatment methods for injuries and illnesses in this world is roughly doctors & medicine at 7 to healing magic at 3, and in my family’s territory in particular, there were especially few users of healing magic, so people with illnesses and injuries started coming by the church where I worked every now and then.

At one point, even my daddy, my mommy, my grandma, and my grandpa came to get treated.

Well, they were probably also checking in on how their daughter, who left home at a single-digit age, was doing.

All things considered, I was pretty loved.

And so, as I was enjoying life like that, one day when I was twelve, I casually checked my status during some free time, and “White Mage” had been added to the job aptitude section.

I’d been seriously doing my duties as a “Nun” and healing the sick and injured, so I figured that probably had something to do with it, and while thinking, what can a “White Mage” in this world actually do, I carefully—no, thoroughly—looked through the status screen for information.

It seemed pretty interesting, and I thought, if I can use more magic, I’ll be able to heal more sick and injured people, and with that light mindset, I worked hard in my spare time every day aiming to learn “White Mage” magic, and then…

“A summons to the castle?! Huh, I—no, I mean, I haven’t done anything wrong, you know??!”

In the spring when I turned sixteen, the age considered adulthood in this world, I was suddenly called to the castle for some reason.

This is strange.

I seriously don’t remember doing anything, so did I somehow commit a crime without realizing it??

Carrying that anxiety, I made my way to the castle.

Actually, I didn’t realize it at the time, but the various “White Mage” spells I had diligently worked to master were indeed spells that a “White Mage” could learn, but in reality, even highly regarded “White Mages” recognized by the country could only use about three to four types of magic besides healing magic at most.

And that’s after working hard until they’re at the age of a grandpa or grandma.

Compared to that, as for me, I had fully completed all currently confirmed “White Mage” magic.

On top of that, the strength of each spell had reached a level that ordinary “White Mage” users couldn’t even compare to.

“Come to think of it, I feel like Mr. Johnson, ‘90 years old’, who always stops by along my usual walking route, said something like, ‘Since when did it start being said that a small nun performs miracles at your church?’…”

At the time, I just laughed it off like, no way, but it seems it was true, and rather than just a rumor about the church, it was a rumor specifically about me.

I see, so that rumor must have reached the king’s ears, I thought, as a castle soldier guided me to the audience chamber—and from there, it was like a roller coaster.

— The king’s son received a divine oracle and became a hero, so I was requested to join his party.

— Since I had become a clergyperson and left the noble registry, I was essentially a commoner, so there was no way I could refuse.

— Some priest-looking person showed up and easily changed my job from “Nun” to “White Mage”.

— I was given equipment like a fancy white robe and staff.

— or rather, they were forced onto me.

— I met the other party members, and before I knew it, we set off on a journey.

— We defeated monsters (the hero and the main combat members did).

— We also defeated what seemed like an executive of the Demon King’s army (the hero and the main combat members did).

— We cleared what looked like a dungeon (real treasure chests got me pretty excited).

— We took down a fortress of the Demon King’s army (the hero, the main combat members, and the kingdom’s army did).

— Considering the distance to the Demon King’s castle, maybe we’ve covered about one-fifth of the journey?

— We defeated a second executive of the Demon King’s army, …but the hero got poisoned or something? ← yesterday, here

Well, of course, since I’m the one in charge of healing as the “White Mage”, I’m the one who treats the hero, but the poison he got hit with was pretty much the worst, in a lot of ways.

Because of that poison, I ended up doing it all night and getting done in.

Haha—…yeah, it’s not something to laugh about.

Haa… this is seriously depressing.