episode_0014

Israfil knew that he was a very special case even within the Church of the Sun.

Basically, the law of this world is that one cannot achieve a certain level of realm without the exchange of divine qualities.

No one else, but only she, was free from that ‘common sense’ as if it were a given.

Without having any physical relations with men, and only by putting in effort, she was able to achieve the status of a cardinal, or even more.

-You are truly an unusual child. In my two hundred years of life, I have never seen such a goddess’s darling as you.

To borrow the words of the self-proclaimed strongest priest on the continent, Pope Adam Mayfield… … He said it was a quality that only comes once in a thousand years.

Thanks to that, even though she lived in the Hespanian mountains for 27 years, she never had to sleep with anyone unnecessarily.

To begin with, there were virtually no men of her age who were similar to her.

If you want to find a priest of equal status, it would probably be the special inquisitor, the evil saint Isabel Cedent.

The problem was that the character was a woman like Israfil. They were the same age.

In order for the divine nature to be mixed, there has to be a crossing of yin and yang, so how can a synergistic effect be achieved between people of the same gender?

After all, after his talents blossomed in childhood, Israfil had given up.

It’s not that I’m not curious about sexual activity, but I don’t want to touch skin with a complete stranger when I have nothing to gain from it.

Israfil was able to defeat most strong people even without any growth in character.

Time passed and passed… … when she turned seventeen.

-Give me everything you’ve got that’s worth money, bitch.

She would later encounter a boy who would come to regard her as his one and only ‘family’.

-You’ve got a rag in your mouth, little guy.

puck-!

-Cough!?

… … It was the time when Evan Lane was living as a beggar in the back alleys of a small town on the outskirts of the Cavensire Empire.

It was a monumental moment when Israfil first punched Evan in the stomach.

*****

There definitely was a time like that. Now, it has become a part of my memories, and whenever I look back, I can’t help but smile. Those are touching moments.

“Ahem… … .”

Israfil raised the corners of his mouth with a slightly bewildered expression. He looked so innocent, but what could he do when just thinking about it made his heart feel warm?

Ten years is not a short period of time. After spending that much time together, how could love not blossom?

I still don’t know if this feeling is parental love, sisterly love, or truly womanly love.

At least Israfil thought that if he were to mix bodies, it would be with Evan.

I don’t think the promiscuous relationships between men and women among other clergy are all that bad, but it doesn’t help the rabble anyway.

In that case, wouldn’t a proper relationship be one where the two can have a positive influence on each other and have built up emotional rapport?

The only being who met those conditions was Evan Lane.

A person who is of similar rank to her, is not more than ten years older than her, and above all, is someone whom Israfil clearly has good feelings toward.

In the end, her younger brother was the only one.

‘… Of course, I didn’t have such sinister intentions from the beginning.’

At first it was just out of curiosity, and after that it was just a minor interest.

I just brought him here because I felt sorry for him, since he was a child without parents like me.

I thought that these feelings would not develop any further, neither more nor less.

It was an absurd delusion and arrogance, because it had not even been five years since Israfil began to look at Evan with ‘those eyes’.

How hard it was for my younger brother during his childhood to become a true adult.

It was also hard work to suppress my desires by masturbating under the blanket every day.

It was the time I had been waiting for. It was the fruit and juice I had been saving, holding back so that I could enjoy it at the very end.

Evan has been suffering from a slump in his divine powers lately.

I expected that in the near future, he would cling to his ‘older sister’, who was closest to him and could provide him with real help.

But… … . It was like that.

“… … .”

The story I heard upon returning to the Hespanian Mountains after completing a long mission of several months was truly shocking.

A story I heard in passing from Cardinal Leopold, who was like a patron to her and Evan.

The rumor that is currently classified as the hottest potato in the Solar Church. Namely, the collusion between Saint candidate Evan Lane and Saint candidate Lethe Heresia… … .

-It’s probably true. I personally witnessed the Heresia family’s child levitating dozens of sacred stones at the same time.

-yes?

-Evan, that guy too. Tsk tsk, if something like that happened, you should have told me first, you didn’t even bother to contact me… … .

-yes??

-Israfil?

-yes??

Crack. A harsh sound escaped Israfil’s lips. She clenched her teeth as if she was going to grind them down, and her eyes blazed.

No one can imagine how surprised I was when I first heard it.

‘Evan, I was the one who made the first move. I was the one who put the needles on you first. I was the one who waited for ten years to eat you first.’

It would probably not be an exaggeration to say that my eyes rolled back. It is true that I felt a fever all the way to the tip of my head, and in fact, I felt cold.

So I strode off. As I always did, I used my spare key and sneaked into Evan Lane’s room without saying a word.

‘… …Why didn’t you come to me? Seriously, I could have helped you.’

He waited to punish Evan for daring to choose a girl his own age over his own.

Isn’t that just so annoying? Is it because he wasn’t even considered in the first place?

The emotional wounds caused by that were not easily erased. It meant that punishment was necessary.

-What the hell. Why are you barging into someone else’s room, you rude woman!

That was why I climbed on top of him, who seemed to have just entered the imaginary world and woke up.

Subduing them wasn’t difficult. Since we had the upper hand in terms of strength anyway, we just had to keep pushing.

After that, I just consciously let go of my rationality. I just moved my hands, relying on my instincts to make Evan feel better… … .

-Put it all in my hands, you pervert little brother.

And that pained expression was a reaction that was very good at making Israfil’s lower stomach tremble.

*****

“… … What, is that how it happened?”

After all the explanations were over, Israfil lightly tapped my head with a ‘bean!’ expression as if to say, “What’s the problem?”

It was an expression that somehow brought out deep anger. I had a very hard time resisting the urge to hit her again.

‘This damn woman is for real.’

Instead, I just put my hand on my forehead. I let out a long sigh that was boiling in my lungs and glared at Israfil fiercely.

So what? Are you saying that you’ve been looking at me like that every time you’ve been living with me?

Israfil, who I had always considered family, was actually raising me like prey… …?

“… …Fuck, really.”

The words rose to my throat without me realizing it. I spit out my words without any filter, and Israfil scolded me with a stern expression.

“Brother, didn’t your older sister tell you to speak nicely?”

“… … .”

Even so, it didn’t reach my ears properly at the moment.

I gave her a murderous look, and this time Israfil awkwardly turned his head as if he was watching me.

“… … Well, if that’s what you really want, I won’t stop you, but what is it? If you speak properly, your character will become more refined… … .”

“You fucking bitch.”

“… … Ahem.”

Israfil coughed in embarrassment as he suppressed his emotions and let out a sigh.

You have to keep your nonsense to a certain extent. How can a guy who broke into someone else’s room and sexually harassed someone be so brazen?

No, but why are all the women around me like this?

Lete and Israfil. Those shameless thugs who broke into my room and attacked me.

Both of them played key roles in my narrow human network.

What a desperate fact this was. I could not suppress my sorrowful feelings, but I tried my best to keep my composure.

I pressed my eyebrows together and looked at Israfil with blurry eyes.

“… … Ugh. You’re really angry, huh?”

“… … .”

Israfil, who had been acting as shameless as possible, began to notice me little by little.

I declared in a tired voice to her who was waving her hands.

“I’m sorry, Israfil. I consider you family. I always say that, but you and I are like siblings.”

“… … .”

And at those words, Israfil closed her mouth weakly. Her golden eyes became dark with an unbearable light.

I paused for a moment at that gaze, but still had no intention of changing my words.

I tried to ignore the unidentifiable throbbing of my heart… … and continued speaking.

“So let’s not do this anymore. Okay? If my title was the problem, then from now on I’ll always call you ‘noona’… … .”

“… … .”

“Let’s go back now. I’m tired, and my sister just got back so she’s probably tired too.”

The conversation ended there. I felt like things would get weird if I continued talking any longer, so I turned away, avoiding eye contact.

After all, it was inside the bedroom, so there wasn’t really any space left to go.

‘If I had said this much, Israfil would have understood. She’s a woman who doesn’t get unreasonable even if she throws a tantrum, so she’ll probably back down gracefully… …?!’

Bam! I opened my eyes wide at the sudden impact that hit my back.

The rich, brain-stimulating scent of lavender wafted back into my mind. Her aquamarine hair tickled my cheek and the nape of my neck.

“No, really. Sister, please… … !”

“Evan.”

And Israfil cut off my irritated cries and whispered pitifully.

“… … Siblings can’t have sex?”

“… … .”

“Ho, do you… … . dislike… … ?”

A voice that was both extremely dangerous and extremely heartbreaking seeped into my ears.

It felt like I was shaking in fear that I would be rejected.

No, actually, there was quite a bit of trembling coming from her body that was touching my back.

Feeling her body temperature like that, I had no choice but to close my eyes tightly again.

There was only one thought that filled my head.

‘… Should we just go ahead and do it?’

What the fuck.

We’re not related by blood anyway.