7 transmigration tips from the saint chapter 47

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When Eridian showed no sign of peeking, Seo Woohyun continued drafting his guidelines with ease.

After a lot of writing and erasing, he ended up with two simple rules.

They weren’t anything grand.

1. Resolve misunderstandings through conversation.
2. Think once more before speaking.

Seo Woohyun scratched his cheek with his pencil, staring at the simple rules he’d jotted down in Korean.

They were pretty basic, but seeing them in writing felt different from just thinking them vaguely.

When he’d first started working, his monitor and cubicle walls had been plastered with notes.

He’d found that if he wrote important things down where he’d always see them, he’d think about them more.

‘Who would’ve thought that habit from that crappy Pogeang Corporation would come in handy now…’

As Seo Woohyun underlined Rule 1, he thought back to Eridian’s petty act of giving Habios that half-dyed straw hat.

“El, are you asleep?”

“No. What is it?”

“Well, Habios will be joining us on our way to the Principality.”

“Yeah.”

“If we’re traveling together anyway, it would be…”

He hesitated, choosing his words carefully.

To call it “picking a fight” would be wrong, as Eridian’s attitude toward Habios was closer to outright ignoring him.

And “jealousy” felt too awkward.

While Seo Woohyun was lost in thought, Eridian’s slightly displeased voice interrupted.

“If you’re going to ask me to get along with him, don’t bother. I dislike him because he has a thing for you. Until his feelings change, I’ll keep acting like this.”

“Excuse me? What kind of ‘thing’?”

“He likes you. In the same way I like you.”

Seo Woohyun’s lips parted slightly.

‘Are you telling me, Eridian, that you actually want to date me, including… um, physical intimacy?’

When he had asked Eridian this directly, with those exact words, Eridian had replied without hesitation.

‘I’m not so reckless as to want someone without any feelings involved.’

His response, down to mentioning physical reactions, had made it clear that his feelings for Seo Woohyun were romantic.

And now, hearing that Habios might feel the same way… it was hard to believe.

“But I told him my age! He knows I’m twenty-nine. I don’t think he sees me that way. Isn’t this just a misunderstanding?”

Even if Habios did have feelings for him, that would be a problem in its own right.

‘I said no! A guy nearing thirty shouldn’t have to fend off an eighteen-year-old’s advances. If people knew, they’d probably call me shameless trash, or worse, stone me to death… and he’s a prince!’

Seo Woohyun knew without a doubt that he felt nothing romantic toward Habios.

Eridian, watching Seo Woohyun’s vehement denial with a slight smile, slowly nodded.

‘Poor prince…’

Habios had always been an annoyance, but now, seeing Seo Woohyun’s reaction, Eridian felt a hint of sympathy.

The man was putting himself out there, trying to win Seo Woohyun’s favor, and yet Seo Woohyun was utterly oblivious.

The social norms Seo Woohyun had absorbed over his 29 years in a different world didn’t easily change after such a short time here.

To Seo Woohyun, Habios couldn’t be a romantic option. But himself?

‘…He’s fully aware of me, though.’

Seo Woohyun might be clueless in many ways, but when it came to Eridian, he was aware—quite aware, even.

Enough that a simple kiss on the lips had left him fully aroused.

“Maybe he’s just trying to get on your good side because you’re the Saint…”

Seo Woohyun still seemed desperate to believe that Habios wasn’t interested in him romantically.

If Eridian weren’t divine, he might have thought the same way.

But unfortunately for Seo Woohyun, he was the very deity receiving Habios’s prayers up close.

‘I wonder if the Saint even likes younger men… or men at all, for that matter. I can’t exactly ask Eridian about this…’

It was a prayer that had made his blood boil.

Of all the bizarre prayers he’d heard over his long years as a god, this one had managed to irritate him like none other.

“Trust me; I know he’s interested in you. And princes and royalty, they don’t care much about age.”

“But still…”

“The current Emperor’s consort is fourteen years younger than he is. What’s eleven years in comparison?”

Eridian clicked his tongue, and Seo Woohyun fell silent, both shocked and at a loss for words.

“I had no idea… Wow…”

All he’d learned was that the Emperor had beheaded his incompetent elder brother to take the throne—no one had mentioned the fourteen-year age gap with his consort.

Seo Woohyun gulped, sneaking a glance at Eridian.

“Just to be clear, there’s no way I’ll fall for Habios.”

“No one knows how these things turn out.”

“You’re not even human.”

Eridian replied with an indifferent tone as Seo Woohyun pouted.

“I was human once.”

“Huh?”

It was an unexpected past.

He had thought, naturally, that Eridian was a god from birth, especially since he was one of the most influential deities across the vast continent.

But to think he had once been human.

‘Wait… now that I think about it, why did I assume Lord Eridian had always been a god?’

The sudden realization that he knew so little about Eridian brought a surge of worry.

“But… is it really okay to tell me this kind of stuff? What if, like last time, you start sparking with electricity…”

Seo Woohyun’s gaze drifted over Eridian’s body.

Although he looked fine on the outside, Eridian was a being with many secrets; it was hard to be completely reassured.

Savoring Seo Woohyun’s worried gaze, Eridian casually glanced at his own hand.

He wasn’t revealing any forbidden knowledge about causality that humans were not supposed to know—he was just recounting an old story, so there was no risk to his divine status like last time.

If there were any problems, he would have more grounds to complain to causality itself.

“It seems fine, since I’m not sparking.”

Seo Woohyun opened his mouth as if to respond, but then decided against it.

“And almost every follower in my church knows I was once human, so you don’t really need to worry about it.”

“Huh? I didn’t know.”

“Well, you’re a bit of a unique case as a follower.”

After all, Seo Woohyun wasn’t an ordinary disciple; he’d been plucked from a different dimension, a workaholic who’d literally worked himself to death, and brought here to serve as a saint.

It wouldn’t be fair to compare him to the regular followers.

He was even known as the “parachute” among them due to his unusual entry, so it was natural he didn’t know much about this world’s customs.

But Seo Woohyun thought differently.

Until he felt fully acknowledged as a member of the group, he hated feeling like he was floating apart from everyone else.

It was the same reason he stayed in his previous job at Pyogang Industries, becoming skilled and rising quickly to an assistant manager despite his constant complaints about the company.

‘I didn’t even reach the stage to start taking tours or anything after learning the basics. It doesn’t make sense to be a saint and still not know something all the followers are aware of.’

If he wanted to request a tour, he should have at least spent half a year holed up in the grand temple, cramming knowledge into his head.

Thanks to Eridian’s favor, the people at the temple treated him overly positively, which had led to this situation.

“If there’s something you don’t know about me, just ask. No need to beat yourself up.”

“Yes.”

The response came out quickly, though Seo Woohyun couldn’t shake the feeling that he had rushed into his position without enough knowledge.

He fiddled with his notebook, feigning nonchalance, as Eridian chuckled softly.

“You’re all talk, your lips sticking out like a pouting child.”

“My lips aren’t sticking out… Anyway, how did you become a god? Was it from achieving enlightenment?”

“Hmm, if I explain, it’s a long story, and as you know, I’m terrible at explaining.”

“Oh.”

Seo Woohyun remembered how Eridian had sent a revelation to Sihero to teach him basic knowledge instead of explaining things himself.

Though he was the one bestowing divine power, he’d confidently instructed Seo Woohyun to learn how to use it from the priestess, Tia.

This time was no different; Eridian didn’t explain anything himself.

“I’ll make it your homework. Look into it yourself.”

Barely finishing his sentence, a glowing hologram appeared in front of Seo Woohyun.

As he read the explanation, Seo Woohyun couldn’t hold back a laugh.

[Main Quest: ‘Reflection’ has arrived.]

[This isn’t because I don’t want to tell you; I’m really just bad at explaining.]

[Reward: One Eridian Praise Stamp]

For some reason, Seo Woohyun found Eridian’s attempt to justify himself incredibly endearing.

Was it really okay to find someone twelve centuries older than him this cute?

Yet again, Seo Woohyun had unwittingly added another blasphemous thought about Eridian to his mental list.

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