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    Do You Use Breasts Too?

    Do You Use Breasts Too?

    Holy power is a force that never manifests in those without faith.

    Just by being able to wield that power and manifest a Halo, I’m also in a state where I can prove to everyone that my faith is that genuine.

    “Seine-san, if it’s not impolite, may I ask you one thing?”

    And because I’m so sincere about religion, I inevitably faced one problem.

    “What is it?”

    “…What do gods eat to live?”

    “Pardon?”

    The Saint exclaiming as if she couldn’t understand.

    I briefly turned my gaze away from her and looked down at Dogbage rolling on the floor, panting.

    So…

    I mean the ‘dog’ that became a cab’bage’.

    “From what I’ve heard, this is also a god, but it’s just a newborn baby, right? So I was wondering what I should feed it first…”

    The Saint blankly looking down at Dogbage, just like me.

    Her round eyes were directed at Dogbage, just like mine.

    -Kwiu?

    “…Well, I’m not sure about that part either.”

    She looks quite perplexed but can’t take her eyes off it.

    Yes. Even though she’s a saint, she’s still a young lady at heart.

    It’s natural to be interested in cute animals.

    “Hmm, then shall we try exposing it to holy power?”

    “…Holy power, you say?”

    “Yes, well, even if the gods we serve are different, the essence of holy power is all the same.”

    Holy power is a force that converts ‘faith’ itself into energy.

    What’s important is faith, not who the object of that faith is.

    Like mana, it transforms depending on how the power is handled, but its foundation remains the same no matter which god is worshipped.

    Of course, due to the nature of religion, ‘bestowing power on heretics’ would cause a lot of conflict, but at least it didn’t apply to me and the Saint.

    Cleanthus chose to rely on god to solve the inevitable challenges that arise in the process of learning medicine.

    And Haide is a sect with such high compassion that they bestow mercy regardless of borders or even sects.

    “Yes, then let’s try it.”

    So, with our hands joined together, we recited prayers in our hearts for about ten seconds.

    Soon, light leaked from my hands and the Saint’s, shining towards Dogbage who was looking up.

    And then…

    -Arf!

    Dogbage barking loudly as if enjoying the light.

    Along with that resounding bark, something began to sprout and grow on top of Dogbage’s head.

    “A flower has grown.”

    “…What an interesting creature.”

    A child that performs photosynthesis and blooms flowers with holy power.

    Of course, since it’s classified as a god for now, it should have at least this much passive ability.

    Just in case, I put out a bowl filled with water, and Dogbage immediately started to bring its mouth to the bowl.

    The small tongue sticking out as its protruding snout opened. It looked quite cute as it lapped up the water while wagging its bottom.

    “Fufu, it’s eating well.”

    Yes, looking at it like this, I don’t think it would be bad to keep it for a while.

    It’s not shedding fur, so there shouldn’t be hygiene issues, and it seems I can raise it without problems if I just give it holy power and water periodically.

    “Teacher Seine.”

    Is there something bothering her about me feeling this contentment?

    The Saint stared at me intently and soon expressed her thoughts.

    “I’ve been thinking this many times, but Teacher Seine seems to like children very much.”

    “…Me?”

    “Yes, when taking care of students’ wounds, and… how you tried to take in a suddenly appeared being without hesitation. In my case, I was even flustered by the sudden situation, but seeing you worry about that child’s meals first made me think I want to learn from you.”

    To think that the Saint herself would say she wants to learn from me.

    It’s truly an honor, but I wasn’t aware that my actions were that great.

    Where I lived, it was common sense to feed a child first when you saw one.

    “Well, if you ask whether I like them or not, I’d say I like them. But rather than that, I felt strongly that I should.”

    “That you should?”

    “Where I lived, children were precious. Everyone was going through hard times, so they were very skeptical about having children.”

    I don’t know how it is now, but that was the atmosphere back then, and I was one of the people swept up in that trend.

    Maybe that’s why. Especially when I saw children dragged from the battlefield, it didn’t feel unusual.

    “You didn’t have children…”

    Of course, I didn’t intend to recite such feelings in detail.

    As I finished the topic with a bitter smile, the Saint, resting her chin on her hand, opened her mouth and said.

    “That means you didn’t have sexual intercourse, right?”

    “Yes, that’s ri…”

    My body froze with a thud.

    Then my stiffened gaze gradually shifted from Dogbage to her.

    “…What did you just say?”

    “To have children, a man and woman need to have relations. I thought that children were rare in Teacher Seine’s hometown because people had a skeptical view on such matters… Was I wrong?”

    “Uh, um. Well…”

    Well.

    It’s not wrong.

    But to think that the Saint, the symbol of purity, would throw such a direct question.

    “Come to think of it, there was something I wanted to ask when Teacher Seine arrived.”

    As I was flustered by that, she soon lifted the book she had been reading in front of me.

    One of the books on the bookshelf that I had allowed the Saint, who’s studying medicine, to freely browse.

    “May I ask for a detailed explanation about this part?”

    It was a sex education textbook.


    What’s required of a health teacher at the academy isn’t just treating wounds and illnesses.

    As they’re in charge of ‘health’, they also teach first aid and health physical education classes.

    Of course, I had mastered as much knowledge about sex education as possible, even if it wasn’t my major.

    No, to be precise, I didn’t need to study it separately. Originally, in my previous life, I had a hard drive full of related materials…

    “Ahem!”

    “Is your throat uncomfortable?”

    “No, it’s fine.”

    Anyway, for that reason, I spent time after school in the infirmary conducting sex education with just the Saint and me facing each other.

    Of course, the content is limited to the category of teaching.

    I’m a teacher, and the Saint came to this academy as a visiting student. There should be nothing to be concerned about in our current actions.

    “…So, as a result, when the sperm and egg that meet through the act combine and fertilization occurs, that’s when the birth of life begins.”

    “I see, so children are…”

    Moreover, the Saint is listening to the lesson with very serious eyes. If I show any discomfort here, it would only make the atmosphere more awkward.

    For both our sakes, it’s better to put on a poker face here. Of course, it’s still an uncomfortable situation to show others.

    “…Is it true that there are hundreds of millions of these sperm in the secretion that men produce?”

    “Yes, they’re mainly produced in the testicles… called this part, accumulated, and when stimulated after the act begins, they come out. Among these produced sperm, only one reaches the egg and fertilizes it.”

    “…That’s a sad story. To think that countless lives with the potential to come into the world wither away in a single act.”

    “Ah, well, that’s one way to look at it.”

    If we were to be strict, sperm could be defined as life since it’s a type of cell.

    Cells are the smallest unit that make up life, and even at this moment, they are being born and dying repeatedly in the vast world of the human body.

    Except for the not-so-funny case of saying cancer cells are life too. The view she showed could be understood to some extent.

    “But perhaps life is more valuable because it was created through such a process.”

    The Saint feeling more reverence for life even while sympathizing like this.

    Afterwards, both her hands were gently placed on her stomach.

    “Yes, a fertilized child in here…”

    The motherly love felt in the depth of her gaze.

    That appearance truly seemed befitting of a saint, but given the topic, I still couldn’t completely erase the discomfort.

    “…By any chance, does Haide not place restrictions on these aspects?”

    Even though Haide is an open-minded sect, as it’s still a sect, it should guard against promiscuity.

    “Restrictions, you mean about sexual relations between men and women?”

    “Yes, that… To be honest, I’m worried. I wonder if this education might have a bad influence on you, Saint.”

    “You don’t need to worry. It’s just the first time I’ve learned such knowledge in detail, but I’ve had several such experiences.”

    “What? You’ve experienced it?”

    I couldn’t help but express shock.

    Who wouldn’t when there’s a danger of the meaning of holiness changing to a homonym?

    “Among the people who visit the sect, there are those in romantic relationships or married couples. Also, although many countries place restrictions, in some countries I visited, the culture of prostitution was quite active.”

    “Ah, yes. In that sense.”

    And here I thought…

    She meant not that she herself had done such things, but that she had met many people who enjoyed such things.

    Well, even Jesus protected a woman who committed adultery, so this much should be within the allowable range.

    Of course, when she heard these stories, she would have been a bit younger than now, so it’s essentially no different from adults sharing their obscene stories in front of a minor, but…

    “Among those, the main topic was how to please one’s partner, but…”

    “…Pardon?”

    “Yes, um… I’m referring to acts commonly called ‘caressing’ or ‘foreplay’.”

    My breath caught for a moment at the unexpected words that followed.

    Soon, the Saint placed her hand on her chest and carefully opened her mouth to speak.

    “Teacher, do you perhaps… have knowledge related to that as well?”

    Flushed cheeks.

    Her chest showing slight tremors matching the trembling of her hands. Her gaze wandered here and there as if not knowing what to do, then slightly moved towards me.

    A moment when shyness uncharacteristic of the Saint, who always showed noble dignity, was felt.

    “Ah, well, yes. I do have that. Because I’m a health teacher.”

    “Then, um…”

    “Ah, yes, I should teach you.”

    Was it because I was swept up in the atmosphere?

    It was a little while later that I realized what I had done.

    “Well, in the case of caressing, it’s one of the processes that must be gone through in a relationship between two people. From the start, having a relationship is only possible when both parties’ desires and psyche are stable, and that sense of stability is adjusted through skinship towards each other. Of course, it’s important in sex education too…”

    “Yes, um… Please continue.”

    “In the case of caressing, rather than having a specific form, it’s more important to do what you both prefer or are familiar with physically. It’s not just about touching genitals, but simple kissing, as well as touching areas like the nape of the neck or waist also count as foreplay. The parts that respond sensitively to these are often called ‘erogenous zones’.”

    “Erogenous zones, you say?”

    “Yes, that’s right, but…”

    Even while explaining, I kept glancing at the Saint’s face.

    She was concentrating this time too, but her expression was different from before.

    If earlier it was about gaining knowledge, this time it was purely out of ‘curiosity to satisfy’.

    “Um, do you directly touch each other’s parts with your hands?”

    “Yes, and not just with hands, but other body parts are used too. For example, the mouth, or…”

    “…Breasts too.”

    The Saint blushing with her hands on her chest.

    Her expression remains unchanged, but her gaze is flicking towards me.

    “Do you use breasts too?”

    “Yes, well. There are such cases. All parts of the body can be used, after all.”

    “I see.”

    Just by observing these reactions, I belatedly realized.

    What I just talked about was not so much about the wonder of life’s birth, but rather a naked expression of human desire… In extreme terms, it could even be seen as ‘obscene’.

    To recite such things to a minor girl who hasn’t even passed puberty yet.

    If I were a man, wouldn’t this be a situation where I’d have no defense if sued?

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