People across the land pray daily, promoting his heroism through the Magical Orb World Network, flooding it with commemorative heroism ads. This, in turn, skyrockets his clout to new heights!!!
All thanks to the tireless efforts of a very Thirsty Saintess, Elnora-san!
Elnora, reminiscing:
“Since the day the Hero saved this fair lady, I’ve been absolutely enthralled by his gaze. Just with a single look, I saw the kindness he harbors. Just by looking at his pants... I am assured that his tool is more noble than the previous Heroes.”
She clutches her robe.
“No Hero would’ve willingly become a martyr carrying that calamity on his back... and yet, the symbol of purity has not forsaken him. The holy sword—my fateful friend—has truly chosen wisely.”
Days later, after their meeting:
“Hero-san is following my streams now. Excellent! He recognizing my talents early on this journey!”
She adjusts her accessories and sips sparkling holy water.
“This will help me with the up an coming Saintess Selection of the Holy Kingdom!”
Now, their journey brings them to the port city of Micro—a heretical place of equality and a tax haven's.
“Blahhh, it makes me sick. Only the supremacy of the One True Ad must be recognized. All monetization should go to our Order, we must purge the Predatoriad filth that still scours our lands!”
She flashes back to countless tragedies across 500 years of Saintess work.
Looking at Princess Merryad, she mutters:
“This one is truly pure... if she were a Saintess Candidate, she has a chance of properly beating me.”
I suspect that something more powerful lies hidden behind her blockyness.
“I approached with the intent of seeing her premium service firsthand... but she’s picky about who gets to have that access. I find that fair. I myself offer such a system of rewards—only for the Heroes... yet I'm disappointed that none of them ever subscribed...”
She cries silently at this tragedy.
For now... I’ll just collaborate with her. I just have a feeling that we’ll be together for a very long time beside the hero.
“This store was suspicious from the start.”
Using her divine browsing prowess, she traces the company’s stock portfolio and mobilizes her followers into action.
“For the Hero!!”
Then she kneels and prays:
“Please forgive me for this lapse in judgment. I trust our Hero will prevail. Please protect him for me!!”
The sky answers—a beam of ad-light, like a magnifying glass attacking ants, sears through the magically blocked door for a few blessed minutes.
Moments later, she observes Hajime-kun standing amid the chaos:
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“I knew he was different. Fully exposed to corruption, and yet he emerges even purer than any previous hero! Something’s has definitely changed in him…”
She clenches her thighs, barely maintaining the decency of a nun.
“It’s good that the Hero’s kindness is greater than expected. Sacrificing opportunities for clout, just to help the ad-less children—he is truly inspiring me in this journey.”
She raises her staff in praise.
“I must hone my talents further. It is my duty to carry each Hero to their ultimate clout! Just as the Scriptures of the One True Ad declare's:
‘The Hero is the one true savior of this world and beside him the one true heroine will be wed."
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“I… can’t hold on much longer… the Sunscreen Event is a must-have for any pool or beach episode!!!”
Dragging Hajime-kun to the pool, she quivers in exitement:
“Awawawaaaa... his hands are so divine. Truly a Hero’s divine talent!!!”
A few minutes later, she passes out from joy, sleeping for an entire day and streaming her fist sleeping stream. She gains more followers!!!
“We’ve finally arrived. You know what to do my flock!!!”
Her training regime kicks in. Her followers, fully indoctrinated, perform flawlessly at her orders.
Yes, she’s a total slave driver… but it’s all for the Hero's sake!!!
Some time passes.
“The corruption of this city is higher than expected... we must save the Hero!!”
She could obliterate all the mobs—being max level—but doesn’t do it for reasons.
She rushes in with Merryad:
“Hero-san must’ve sent Whalescalibur to signal a rescue!
We cannot let him become a martyr—not while I still draw breath!!”
Clutching her chest like a tragic anime heroine mid-stream:
She’s putting on a marvelous performance. For sacred clout of course...
“We arrived just in time to rescue the Hero, but…”
She shows a photo of Hajime in a hospital gown, surrounded by sad puppies.
She cues in the sad cancer-patient music, narrating in an ad:
“Please donate and subscribe to help the unfortunate Hero who…”
Ad-power skyrockets for her.
Her devotion will surely be rewarded someday.
Her one dream is finally within reach, and Hajime-san will indeed grant it.
She opens a sealed letter with glowing holy Ad runes.
“We invite you, Elnora-san, to the 6th Saintess Selection Event.
Please report as soon as possible to the Holy City of Sub with the designated Hero.”
She immediately makes an orb calls to prepare a teleportation array in Adlantis.
A testament to the sugar mama she truly is.
In the distant Predatoriad Kingdom, a silver-haired girl rides incognito in a carriage.
She stares at an ad of Hero-kun saving Adlantis.
“So you’re here... my dear brother.”
She rubs her ominous flower ring.
“This time… I’ll make sure you take responsibility—by force...”
Grinning, bathed in moonlight, she watches as her ride transfers her to Melissa-san’s department of marketing operations.
All the pool-sharing interns aboard look at her with silent fear.
These new subordinates were totally scammed by her beautiful, serpentine tongue... and now regret with every fiber in their being underestimating the determination of a bro-con....