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165 – Do You Have a Desired Fantasy?

165 – Do You Have a Desired Fantasy?

Saint Eileen was standing hesitantly in front of our shop.

She was dressed a little differently than usual.

Unlike the times she had visited in her nun’s habit, today she came in plain clothes.

She wore a dress in a calm color and a hat that covered her pink hair.

Her long pink hair was neatly braided and tied up demurely.

Her determination to hide the fact that she was a saint was palpable.

Even now, she was looking around, anxious that someone might see her.

“Ah, hello. Brother Max. Hehehet.”

Was she worried about her attire?

Eileen, fidgeting with the hem of her dress, greeted me with an awkward smile.

Even so, her face was flushed, and she didn’t know what to do.

She looked more like a noble young lady from the countryside who had just come to the city than a saint.

A pleasant fragrance emanated from her body.

Not the simple scent of her skin that I usually smelled, but something a little fragrant.

A sweet smell, as if she had sprayed perfume, stung my nose.

She’s too embarrassed.

If I left her in this state, I thought she might collapse at any moment, so I let her inside.

“Come in.”

She, who had been standing hesitantly, hurried inside.

Only then, she, who had been worried about people’s gazes, stroked her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

“Hoo, oh, it’s been a while since I’ve worn casual clothes, so it feels awkward… I’m sorry.”

Eileen bowed her head awkwardly.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. It suits you well enough.”

“R-Really?”

“Yes. The calm feeling suits Eileen-ssi well, so it’s nice to see.”

“I see. Hehehet.”

She smiled shyly, as if embarrassed by the compliment.

“Y-You called me by my name properly this time.”

“Because that’s what we decided to do.”

I remembered her request to call her by her name when we were alone.

“But why did you come in casual clothes today?”

“Ah, that’s…”

After hesitating for a moment, she gave a smile to avoid answering.

“I just wanted to come as Eileen, not as a saint, today.”

“Is that so?”

She waved her hands hastily.

“O-Oh, it’s because today is my first holiday in a long time as a saint! Don’t misunderstand! It’s not like I have feelings for B-Brother Max or anything…”

“I know.”

“A-You know?”

“Of course. I know better than anyone that the Saint does not have romantic feelings for other people.”

“……”

Eileen’s eyes drooped slightly.

Why that reaction?

It felt like I had stepped on a landmine.

“T-That’s right. That’s right. The Saint is someone who has dedicated her chastity to the Goddess, hehehet.”

“Would you like a cup of tea?”

“Yes, please. Make it cold.”

The atmosphere became even more awkward.

While I was bringing the tea, Eileen sat on the sofa, fidgeting and organizing her thoughts.

“Excuse me. Brother Max.”

“Yes, Eileen-ssi.”

“Has… Nikki been here?”

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Hero Nikki, I mean. I was wondering if that friend of mine had visited your shop.”

A sudden question.

And it was a question about another customer, Nikki.

“I don’t give out information about other customers.”

“So, by saying ‘other customers,’ you mean…”

“I didn’t say ‘customer’ to say whether Nikki-ssi came or not.”

I added to my words to prevent Eileen from inferring the answer from my reply.

“…But Nikki was bragging to me.”

I didn’t think Nikki really bragged.

No matter how close the two were, they wouldn’t share such experiences.

Or would they?

I’ve heard that women often share their experiences with their boyfriends.

But you never know.

If I say the wrong thing here, I might end up blabbing about customer information for real.

“I don’t know what you mean. How the Hero-nim came to our shop…”

I pretended not to know.

“I see. I must have misheard.”

Gulp.

She gulped down the cold tea.

“You’re not here to receive a service today?”

“…I will. I have to. It’s a holiday I’ve had in a while.”

Eileen said, clenching her fist.

“You’re talking a lot more than usual today.”

“…I feel safe next to Brother. And you’re someone who can overcome it even if I raise my voice and the Word of Power comes out…”

Come to think of it.

The reason she hadn’t been talking was because she was afraid that the Word of Power would be activated in the middle of speaking.

If there was no worry about that, it was natural for her to open up.

“So, what kind of illusion are you thinking of seeing today?”

“……”

She fiddled with her fingers as if she was hesitating for a moment.

“That’s…”

Why is she hesitating so much?

What kind of illusion does she want to see?

I retraced the illusions that Eileen had done so far.

The Saint being possessed by a demon.

The Saint being caressed and violated by a demon in the corner of the church where everyone is together.

The Saint being violated by a demon in front of the statue of the Goddess, begging for salvation while apologizing to God.

Even if it wasn’t a demon, there were many illusions of the always chaste Saint falling from grace.

What kind of fall does she want to experience this time that she’s hesitating so much?

“I want to experience a normal indoor date… something the Saint can never experience…”

I closed my mouth for a moment at her words.

I’m sorry. Saint-nim.

I’ve become too rotten.

I only thought of you as a lewd Saint.

I felt sorry for the fact that she had hesitated because she wanted something that was a normal daily life for others, but impossible for the Saint.

The reason she came wearing casual clothes today was probably a production for the normal indoor date she wanted.

“An indoor date.”

She wanted a normal pure love illusion, not an illusion with special productions.

Come to think of it, wasn’t this the first time I’ve had such a suggestion?

Nanako, my favorite AV actress that I thought of when I created this Illusion magic, was also a famous AV actress who made a lot of pure love works.

But most of the illusions I’ve created here so far.

‘Defeat, corruption, creating masochists, pleasure torture, there were a lot of those.’

It was to the point where such a normal suggestion felt stranger.

A female customer who wants a sweet and lovey-dovey date while blushing and embarrassed.

Something a little erotic.

I felt a strange excitement from the situation.

“I understand. I’ll make it properly. Before that…”

I asked her.

“What kind of person would you like the partner to be? Since it’s a date, looks are more important than other times.”

“Ah, th-th-th-that’s…”

This time, she hesitated for much longer than the first time she spoke.

After not answering for a while, she pointed at me with her finger.

“…Me?”

“…Yes.”

She added hastily after answering.

“I-I-I-It’s not that… It’s just that I’ve already seen Brother in other illusions, so it’s much more comfortable, and since the Saint shouldn’t have a man, I’ve never thought about other men… I guess it’s a little hard to empathize with choosing a woman…”

She dropped her head after speaking hastily.

“Th-That’s why I chose you. I-I’m sorry.”

“There’s no need to be sorry. It’s okay.”

Rather, I felt more comfortable because she was being so honest.

If possible, it’s better to have someone you’ve experienced at least once in an illusion.

Especially for a shy person like Eileen who hasn’t talked to people much, a familiar person would be more comfortable.

I guess it’s because I had an experience with me who turned into a demon in the previous illusion.

Even though it was a form that the Magic Circle made on its own.

“Then I’ll do that. You said a normal indoor date, right?”

“Th-That’s right.”

“Please wash up and rest for a while. If you want, you can wear the clothes you came in today instead of our indoor clothes.”

At my words, Eileen nodded, slightly grabbing the hem of her dress.

“…Yes.”

She hurried into the shower room.

“Excuse me, Brother.”

“Yes?”

“Absolutely, absolutely don’t look inside the shower room!”

“I won’t look.”

“Absolutely!”

You’re denying it too strongly?

‘Could it be.’

They say strong denial is affirmation.

Is it a sign to look?

I can’t figure out the Saint-nim today.

***

Eileen headed to her room before coming to Max’s shop.

It was a holiday she had in a while.

It might seem absurd to enjoy a holiday at this time when Succubus have appeared.

However, Hero Nikki had gone to deal with the Succubus that was somewhere, and it wasn’t a Succubus strong enough to use its power in the Imperial capital where the Emperor was.

The magicians and elite Holy Knights in this capital, and the Empire’s 1st Knight Order were forces strong enough to butcher the Succubus.

It’s just that her Word of Power didn’t work.

‘It’s okay to rest for a day.’

So she decided to take a holiday as scheduled.

The position of Saint was sacred and at the same time, the most difficult position.

Because of this, the Saints had a holiday once a month where they didn’t have to bear any obligations.

That didn’t mean giving up the obligation of chastity, but at least they could take the time to throw off the nun’s habit they wore every day and wear pretty clothes.

She also sprayed a fragrant perfume on her body that she could never use normally.

A fragrant scent wafted around.

On top of that.

“Hoo, hoo.”

She used a spell that nuns who were lonely and called ancient sorcery used to use.

Originally, she had no intention of doing this at all.

She had no intention of going to Max’s shop while doing this.

That expression on Nikki’s face that she met.

That expression of smiling happily like a female, ignited a fire in Eileen’s heart.

‘I can’t do it because of the vow of chastity I made with the Goddess.’

That’s why.

She decided to push ahead with today’s work.

She put on her casual clothes and headed to Max’s shop.

Why was it so embarrassing to say that she wanted to see an indoor date as an illusion?

The words indoor date were more difficult and embarrassing than the order to see a demon and want to fall from grace to him.

She, who had finished such an embarrassing order, entered the shower room alone.

Thump, thump.

Her heart was beating fast, like a girl who had entered her real boyfriend’s house.

‘I hope there wasn’t a strange smell?’

She was worried for no reason, so she put her nose to her body and smelled it as soon as she entered the shower room.

There was no particular smell.

The scent of perfume that still had a scent spread faintly.

“Hoo…”

Eileen took a breath and took off her clothes to wash for a while.

Eileen’s pure white naked body appeared in front of the mirror.

Large breasts and white skin, a slender waist and prominent buttocks.

A body that was too curvy to be called a Saint.

It was a body so beautiful that others wouldn’t think of her as a Saint.

No, maybe she was praised as a Saint because she was too beautiful.

Eileen looked at her body like that.

She nodded as she twisted her body this way and that, checking her buttocks.

On Eileen’s buttocks, there was a pure white paper with blue letters written on it.

The paper, which covered from Eileen’s tailbone to her butt hole, was stuck tightly to her skin and didn’t think of falling off.

“It’s still properly attached.”

A spell for lonely nuns to protect their chastity and soothe their loneliness.

The amulet with that spell was now stuck to the Saint’s luscious buttocks.

Eileen had already felt through several illusions that Max was controlling various senses by touching her body while showing the illusion.

When the illusion progresses, he will take off her clothes again today.

Then this appearance of her will be seen in his eyes.

The Saint whose butt hole is blocked with an amulet.

‘What would Brother Max think if he saw this?’

I hope he doesn’t think I’m a pervert?

‘I hope the illusion doesn’t get cut off in the middle because of this.’

Max is someone who will keep the secret until the end.

Even if he knows what this means, he won’t tell anyone else.

And.

‘Maybe he’ll do it until the end…’

Eileen, who had made up her mind amid the surging expectations, lightly washed her body and put her clothes back on.

“Hoo…”

She let out a hot breath.