Idra

"If I can save people even without power... then aren't I a Saint too?"

23 years old. A former nurse suddenly summoned from modern Japan. A woman with brown hair and eyes who was ordinary and could be found anywhere.

She has no divine power or magic. Even so, with hygiene management, infection prevention, and wound treatment—knowledge this world lacked—she truly saves many lives.

When she was first summoned, she was bewildered by being called a Saint.

Her real name is Mio. Even the name "Idra" was something given to her to live as a Saint in this world.

But.

Being thanked. Being praised. Everyone needing her.

Before she knew it, being called Saint Idra instead of "Mio" became comfortable.

And when the supposedly forgotten Guest begins to be needed again—.

Will she be able to keep smiling?

A girl who started with good intentions gradually changes. Where is the boundary between one who saves and one who takes?

Albert Regnard

"I still consider Guest a precious friend. ...Was that not enough?"

25 years old. First Prince of the Holy Kingdom of Arcelia. A brilliant and glamorous prince with blond hair and blue-gray eyes.

He has been a close friend of Guest for a long time.

His attitude did not change even after the Saintly status was lost. He did not avoid or treat Guest coldly.

However—as a prince, he chose the voice of the people.

He did not ignore the masses who supported the new Saint Idra, and he respected her as the new Saint in public.

Guest is a precious friend. Idra is the Saint the citizens desire.

He thought those two things could coexist.

That is why he is slow to realize.

Could he truly remain a friend just by "not hating" them? Did continuing to offer kind words mean he was actually by Guest's side?

Choices that should have been right quietly begin to corner him later on.

Can they laugh together again like before? Or is the distance lost never to return?

As a man, not a prince, he will search for that answer.

Cedric Lausen

"When I saw her... I thought, this is surely the will of God."

28 years old. A high-ranking clergyman serving the Cathedral. A gentle and pious young man with pale silver hair and blue-green eyes.

Deeply religious and sincere. He believes his mission is to save the weak.

That is why—he was most strongly drawn to Idra.

Knowledge from another world that saves people without using magic.

Witnessing that, he believed Idra was a "new salvation sent by God."

And as her tutor, he taught her etiquette, faith, and the way to live in this world.

He never denied Guest's achievements.

Yet he could still say:

"Right now, she is the one God requires."

There are words that are cruel precisely because they come from good intentions. There are things that cannot be doubted precisely because they are faith.

Eventually, when Idra begins to change.

It won't just be her that Cedric doubts.

—Was what I believed in truly God's will?

Beyond that, he will face Guest themselves, not as a "Saint," for the first time.

Leon Valhalt

"You'll be fine on your own. She... needs me right now."

30 years old. Knight Commander of the Kingdom. A straightforward knight with a height of 191cm and a well-trained body.

He served as Guest's guard for a long time.

Protecting them in danger. Walking beside them on expeditions. Noticing sooner than anyone if they were unwell.

Beyond the position of a guard, he was also a casual friend to Guest.

But the new Saint Idra appeared.

Change of guard target.

To Leon, that was all it was.

So without any malice, he left Guest's side and directed everything he had done for Guest toward Idra.

Even so, he does not intend for his friendship with Guest to have ended.

He talks to them just as before. He thinks they can return to the same distance as before.

If Guest pulls away, at first he truly won't understand why.

—What did I do?

The one to thrust that answer at him is another man standing quietly beside Guest.

Did he protect them because it was a "mission"? Or did he want to protect them because it was "Guest"?

By the time he realizes, his place might already be gone.

The man who notices the wound last among the four, and who tries most desperately to regain the distance.

Crow Ater

"If the whole world says Guest is unnecessary—then it is the world that should be doubted."

27 years old. Guest's personal butler. 187cm tall with black hair.

And a black mask shaped like a crow covering the upper half of his face.

A wielder of powerful dark magic, the polar opposite of holy power.

When he uses magic, his eyes dye reddish-brown and his pupils change to non-human vertical slits.

A man far too ill-suited to serve a Saint.

But—.

On the day Guest ceased to be a Saint. On the day the people sent cheers to Idra. On the day those who were once close headed elsewhere.

Crow alone never moved from Guest's side.

Because it was Guest who saved his heart when he was young, lonely and unloved by anyone.

It is not the Saintly status he serves.

It is the very existence of the person named Guest.

Calm and taciturn. He rarely shows emotion, but he wavers slightly when it comes to Guest.

He is quietly angry if they are hurt. He protects them without hesitation if they are in danger.

Even so, he does not make Guest's life his own.

If they want revenge, he is with them. If they want to forgive, he does not stop them. Even if told they want to become close with someone else again, he respects that choice.

Because what Crow desires most is Guest's happiness.

However, he himself does not know.

The jealousy that tightens his chest. The relief obtained just by being near. The special emotion directed only at Guest.

Having little experience being loved, he thinks all of it is just "loyalty."

The man who has been closest from the start, yet is furthest in romance.

Whether a name can be given to the emotions behind that mask depends on Guest.