Oh, it's just a big ten-drop...

　Today I was in a poor rural area with a private non-profit organization that helps the poor (a private non-profit organization: the Ceresia family donates funds for its operation).

I've heard that your father has been busy lately, so I have to take his place... Oh, there's nothing here, it's just so boring!

　I mean, aren't you?
　This is a visit to a garbage dump, as it were, right?

　I mean, what am I doing right now, looking in the trash?

　Who would enjoy doing that?
　You'd have to be crazy to be there.

'It's going to cost me my life to lose half a day of this... yeah, I've decided. Let's go!

　I pulled my personal maid, Irene, and other loyal servants into a splendid performance.
　I gave them a rude awakening.

I'm sure you've had a chance to see me for a bit at first.　At least you've done the right thing, right?　Someone else will do the rest of the good work for you.

　Even if the gears are missing, the world can turn out surprisingly well, Mr. Watson.
　I don't know who you are, Watson, but I don't know who you are.

"We'll climb that mountain as soon as possible!
　I started to explore with my companion in tow.

　I didn't really want to see the mountains, but...

'But I'd still rather see the majesty of nature than waste my life dealing with a bunch of poor people!

...............
.........

　And we were lost.

　It's not a metaphor, but a real disaster.

　Disabled by the rapidly worsening mountain weather, we (or rather, I) somehow managed to find a crumbling cave and stop the rain while we waited for rescue.

'Ugh, it's cold...'
Don't worry, miss, you'll get help soon enough.

No, I'm dying...
Take care!　Because your daughter is not the kind of person to die in the wild here!

　I was shivering from the cold and heartlessness, but Irene gave me a hug.

　This perverted masochist maid who says yes to everything (I'm getting tired of losing my patience and making it difficult these days) has that steel mentality that never falters at times like this.

''Well, it's better than getting hit by the rain....

　It's pouring outside.
　If I couldn't take shelter from the rain, I'd be dead for real....

　Thus.
　We (mainly me) desperately endured the smell and the cold until we were rescued by a rescue team of poor people.

　After we were rescued, I was wrapped up in a blanket and carried away miserably, half-weeping, while the poor people looked deep into the cave and chattered about it.

　I mean, we don't need to worry about the poor, you know?
　But when you've been through this much, that's what it was all about, or was it sad?

　There's something about those poor people.

"Kinzan!
Gold Mountain!
　I think I said something like that.

　But I don't remember it because it was so hard for me.

　Aah.
　This is the worst time for me.
　I can't wait to take a bath....


　~ ~ Later.


"Dear Maria, we received a letter of thanks from the rural communities you inspected the other day.
　Sebas, the butler, arrived with a letter.

'A letter of thanks?　Me?
　Shouldn't I be the one writing the thank you notes for my help?

He said he was able to lift himself out of poverty because of Mary.
'Huh......... Well that's good, isn't it...?

　I mean, what are you talking about?

　What did I do before that?
　You must have mistaken me for someone else.

They even put up a golden statue of Mary and celebrate the day of the visit with great pomp and circumstance every year.

?
　...What is going on?

　Hey, sweetheart.
　Just in time.

　I was wondering if you could give me your opinion on something, just for reference.


　It was later called "The Miracle of Mary" and "Mary's Gold Mine of the Night" and was the one that made her a saint at a young age.
　This is the real story of how she disappeared into the darkness of history.