The Heroine Is In Love With Me

I'm Surprised

When I was suddenly called by Gibeon (Father) to the audience
   hall and came to investigate what was going on…

   “Look, Marshall, it’s your Mama!” the Saint said.

   “For Pete’s sake, could you give me a bit of a break…” I said.

   Even though she had yet to be summoned, the Saint of Light
   jumped out, shining like a halo of light was on her head, with
   her arms outstretched and smiling for an inscrutable reason.

   I thought I was able to throw her off yesterday… but how did
   this happen?

   “Geeze, Marshal, don’t hesitate to show me affection, alright?”
   the Saint said. “Here, I’ll give you a soft hug…”

   “I’m not being shy, I’m scared at the horror of your latest
   scheme…” I said.

   With a sigh, the Saint tilted her head and looked confused.
   “Eh, you’re scared? Did I do something wrong again?”

   “Don’t confuse yourself with the main character from a
   different world a long, long time ago…” I said quietly. “It’s
   insane to be taken in as a family member to get closer to the
   target of your affections.”

   The Saint of Light put her hands on her waist and looked proud.
   “Fuh-fuh-fuh! With The Rules Of The World Decided By The
   Adults, The Saint Of Light Is Prepared To Smash Through Them
   Like A Windowpane And Leap Into A World Of Free-Love With Her
   Beloved Marshall Of Darkness!”

   “Don’t hug me while humming lines like the title of a web novel
   or the lyrics of a charismatic singer-songwriter from about 40
   years ago…” I said.

   She would literally steal a horse and kidnap me. As I suffered
   from that intense fear, I began to pry away the Saint who was
   trying to wrap her arms around my back.

   All that aside, what do now that she’d rejected yesterday’s
   attempt at goodbye?

   “Excuse me, is now a good time?”

   Gibeon’s apologetic voice came out of nowhere and brought me
   back to the moment. When I turned to him, Gibeon looked just as
   sorry as he sounded.

   “I apologize for causing a scene, Father,” I said. “I’ll see
   this profane person out now.”

   “Kya?!” the Saint gasped. “How shameless, Marshall! What on
   earth are you doing, picking me up in public?”

   “Please, be quiet for a moment,” I said.

   At my words, the Saint quietly whispered “Okay.” as she raised
   her hands.

   Honestly, why isn’t she at all scared before the top executives
   of the enemy forces…?

   “Oh, well, don’t worry about it too much,” Gibeon said.
   “Anyway, Saint of Light, isn’t this the perfect plan?”

   “… What?” I asked. “What’s this about a plan?”

   It was a very unfortunate slip of the tongue from Gibeon while
   I was impressed with the Saint of Light.

   I can’t completely wrap my head around this situation, but… the
   Saint deliberately looks away and whistles innocently… she’s…
   she’s got an angry expression on her face… no, now’s not the
   time to be mad.

   “Father, what do you mean, exactly?” I asked.

   Gibeon scratched his cheek as his eyes shifted about. This is
   definitely not a good strategy. Well, I already knew that…