Inside the quiet hospital room, the Saintess, who had been lying peacefully, suddenly opened her eyes.

    “Huh!? Wh-Where am I?”

    Remembering the situation before she lost consciousness, she quickly looked around.

    Only after realizing that this was a place she frequently visited, as if it were her own home, did she finally calm down.

    She lifted her hospital gown.

    “This didn’t disappear?”

    She could no longer feel the essence injected by the succubus, but the uterine tattoo still remained.

    As the Saintess gently rubbed her lower abdomen, she suddenly felt a strange sensation.

    How should she describe it? It felt as if she had lost something precious. She couldn’t pinpoint it, but she felt oddly empty.

    Strangely, the area between her legs also felt tingly.

    Tilting her head, she soon dismissed the thought and began examining other parts of her body.

    “Oh? Here too.”

    The Saintess gently placed her hand on her chest.

    A warm sensation spread from the area her hand touched. But strangely, some sensation, like a brand remaining on her chest, seemed to be missing.

    It was as if what she needed was not this, but a slightly larger and firmer hand.

    And it didn’t stop there.

    “My tongue feels strange too.”

    Every time she spoke, her tongue felt numb, and her pronunciation was unnaturally slurred.

    As if it had been overworked all night.

    As she was racking her brain over the incomprehensible situation, the door opened with a knock, and a female priest with orange hair entered.

    The priest saw the Saintess awake and approached with a bright smile.

    “Saintess-nim. You’ve finally woken up?”

    “Melissa? Did Melissa heal me?”

    “No. Saintess-nim, you had no injuries when you first arrived.”

    “No injuries? How on earth….”

    The Saintess was happy to see a familiar face, but she was also puzzled by the unexpected answer.

    At the time, she should have had the succubus’s seed implanted and been transforming into a demon, so she couldn’t understand how she had healed without a priest’s treatment.

    ‘Did Young Master Ruan do something?’

    Come to think of it, waking up safely in the hospital room like this made no sense.

    Someone must have come to rescue her, but this infiltration was a top-secret mission, so if she had to name a candidate, Ruan was the only one.

    “Melissa. Who were the people who saved me?”

    “It was the Student Council members. Isis-nim brought the Saintess-nim and Young Master Ruan.”

    “The Student Council President? What happened?”

    She didn’t understand anything, from beginning to end.

    She didn’t know how Isis knew the location and found them, nor why Ruan, who should have remained in the greenhouse with Meloni, was in the cavern.

    As the Saintess looked confused, Melissa subtly offered a suggestion.

    “Saintess-nim. If you’re curious, why don’t you go ask her directly? Isis-nim is in the ward right now.”

    “In the ward?”

    “Yes. She’s visiting Young Master Ruan Friuli. She’s been by his side since he was admitted until now.”

    “Really? Which room?”

    “I’m sure it was room 205— Ah! Saintess-nim!”

    Melissa, who had been speaking, shrieked as she watched the Saintess dart out like the wind.

    The Saintess still needed to rest.

    Melissa had intended to accompany her, but as soon as the Saintess learned of Ruan’s and Isis’s whereabouts, she immediately rushed out of the room and ran to room 205.

    This wasn’t simply an act to satisfy her own curiosity.

    ‘I wonder if Young Master Ruan is alright?’

    Ruan was originally in the greenhouse.

    Yet, the fact that he was found in the cavern meant he had won the fight against Meloni and immediately rushed to help her.

    Even if she didn’t know whether he had defeated the President, the fact that he had risked his life remained unchanged.

    Soon, the Saintess arrived at room 205, composed herself, and then carefully knocked.

    Knock knock.

    “…Come in.”

    It truly was Isis’s voice.

    As soon as permission was granted, the Saintess opened the door and entered the room.

    Isis, who had been sitting by the bedside, gazing blankly at Ruan’s face, made an uncomfortable expression upon seeing the Saintess.

    “…Saintess-nim, what brings you here?”

    “I heard Young Master Ruan was here and came. I also have something I’m personally curious about.”

    “Curious about something?”

    “Yes. My assigned priest told me that the Student Council President rescued us. How did you know to come?”

    In response to the question, Isis glanced sideways at Ruan’s face, then sighed and laid down a condition.

    “Can you promise to keep it a secret?”

    “Huh?”

    “It’s something that shouldn’t get out. If you promise, I’ll tell you.”

    At her unyielding attitude, as if she would never speak otherwise, the Saintess nodded.

    “Alright. I’ll keep it a secret.”

    “Hoo… Alright. I’ll trust you.”

    Isis, sighing, took out a small badge from her pocket.

    “That’s….”

    “It’s Student Council equipment. It can send and receive signals.”

    “Surely you didn’t give that to Young Master Ruan?”

    “That’s right. I told him to send a signal immediately if anything dangerous happened. Thanks to it, we were able to resolve the situation without any problems this time.”

    “Ah… I see. Thank you for answering.”

    The Saintess, having understood the truth, clasped her hands together and bowed deeply.

    The problem was that as her arms came together, her large breasts became even more prominent, causing the buttons of her hospital gown to threaten to burst.

    Isis’s expression grew even more displeased as she watched the scene.

    “Have all your questions been answered now?”

    “Ah, yes!”

    “Then, would you please leave now? Ruan needs to rest.”

    The Saintess’s eyes widened.

    Even as pure as she was, she couldn’t fail to realize that Isis was explicitly trying to get rid of her after hearing such words.

    She pouted, feeling a surge of emotion, then made a request.

    “May I examine Young Master Ruan one last time?”

    “…Examine?”

    “Yes. I’m worried if he has any injuries. Other priests might have already checked, but they aren’t as accurate as I am.”

    The Saintess exuded divine power, giving validity to her words.

    Isis was about to nod but suddenly paused and asked a question.

    “But is the examination the same kind as last time?”

    “What kind?”

    “…Is it the one where you cup his cheeks and touch foreheads?”

    “Ah… that’s right. If I do that, I can examine him thoroughly, from his mind to his entire body.”

    “Just as I thought.”

    Isis’s face stiffened coldly, confirming her suspicion was correct.

    “I refuse.”

    “What? Why?”

    “I don’t think there’s a need to go that far for an examination. Saintess-nim, your own condition isn’t good right now, so there’s no need to overexert yourself.”

    Although she said that, there was no concern for the Saintess in Isis’s eyes.

    This time, the Saintess did not hold back either.

    “Isn’t that too selfish?”

    “What did you say?”

    “I know you dislike me. It’s natural, since I put your brother in danger. But this matter isn’t something to be emotional about. What will you do if there’s truly an undetected problem with Young Master Ruan’s body? Will you regret it then?”

    “Th-That….”

    “If you’re truly worried about your brother, move aside.”

    Isis bit her lip tightly.

    She felt guilty for having done something that could harm Ruan out of mere jealousy, but the thought of not wanting to move aside still muddled her mind.

    However, her concern and affection for Ruan pushed aside even her own stubbornness.

    As Isis moved aside, the Saintess walked past her, sat on the bed, cupped Ruan’s cheeks, and touched her forehead to his.

    Their breaths intertwined in the air, and for a moment, the Saintess’s cheeks flushed red.

    But she soon calmed down, cautiously closed her eyes, and began to release divine power.

    A radiant glow burst forth!

    Though not intense, a warm light that was hard to look away from erupted.

    Watching that scene, Isis clenched her fists tightly.

    ‘How frustrating.’

    She had loudly declared that he could call her anytime he was in danger, but all she had actually done was transport him to the hospital room, and now, she could do nothing but watch.

    A sense of helplessness weighed down on her shoulders.

    While she suppressed her own emotions, the examination finally ended.

    The Saintess pulled her forehead away and spoke.

    “Fortunately, there are no problems. He’s just completely depleted of energy. He’ll probably wake up tomorrow.”

    “……”

    “I’ll be going now. If anything happens, call a priest immediately. I’ll come rushing as well.”

    Isis didn’t say a word.

    The Saintess seemed to have something more to say, hesitated with her mouth, then bowed her head and left the room.

    Isis, who had been standing still for a while, collected her emotions and approached the bed.

    Then, she saw the center of the blanket covering Ruan’s body rise significantly. When she pulled the blanket away, an arm-sized penis was fully erect.

    Isis glared at Ruan.

    “Did you like the Saintess that much?”

    Unconsciously, her tone became thorny.

    Her own feelings were complicated, but her brother, after skinship with the Saintess, was excited.

    Isis fumed for a moment, then flinched as she stared at the erect penis. An unexpected surge of lust suddenly overwhelmed her.

    She resented her own body for getting aroused even at such a time, then directed that blame towards Ruan.

    “This is all your fault for getting an erection.”

    If he hadn’t, she wouldn’t have had to feel guilt or jealousy.

    “What if someone comes?”

    Friends who heard the news would visit in the afternoon; would he show this kind of appearance then too?

    She had no choice but to step in.

    Isis packaged her own desires with another justification and stood up.

    Then, she locked the door, returned, kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and positioned herself between Ruan’s legs.

    She pulled down his pants.

    *Rustle—*

    Finally, the penis, encased in his underwear, was revealed. Perhaps due to the erection, his underwear only covered up to the glans, revealing the entire formidable shaft.

    Isis, inhaling the strong bodily scent that permeated her nostrils, stripped off his underwear as well.

    She gently grasped the shaft.

    Its steel-like hardness and searing heat fanned Isis’s lust.

    She caressed the veins bulging like a soaring dragon and whispered softly.

    “…Be glad you have an older sister.”

    Otherwise, he might have been caught in an embarrassing state by his friends.

    This was merely an older sister protecting her beloved younger brother. Absolutely no personal feelings were involved.

    Finally, having finished her self-justification, Isis moistened her lips with her tongue and then took the glans into her mouth.

    “*Slurp…!*”

    Even by just taking the glans into her mouth, her mouth was more than half full.

    Isis swirled her tongue around, enjoying the salty taste, and swallowed the penis even deeper.

    “*Groan…!*”

    Just then, Ruan groaned.

    For a moment, Isis was startled, thinking he had woken up, and looked up. Upon confirming it was just a sleep-talking, she relaxed and began to suck his penis in earnest.

    “*Slurp! Suck! Slurp slurp….*”

    Perhaps because she had done it once before, she was quite familiar with it.

    Isis employed various techniques, sweeping her entire oral cavity down the shaft, stimulating the urethra with her tongue, then spitting out the penis and licking the shaft.

    In fact, after the incident on the snowy mountain, she had secretly studied related books.

    Isis, who had been sucking the penis as if possessed, suddenly noticed that the area between her legs had become wet.

    She rubbed her thighs together, but eventually couldn’t endure it, pulled up her skirt, and then shoved her hand into her underwear.

    Her fingers touched her vagina.

    *Squelch!*

    “*Moan….”*

    Her already wet and squishy vagina generated immense pleasure just from being touched.

    Isis, who had been spreading her labia with her index and ring fingers and rubbing the area between them with her middle finger, then pressed down on her erect clitoris with her thumb.

    *Squirt! Squirt!*

    “*Gasp…!*”

    A light orgasm washed over her, and a fountain erupted.

    The stream of fluids, shot out in a parabola, drew a long line from the bed to the front of the door.

    Even in that situation, Isis didn’t stop.

    She continued to caress her clitoris while meticulously sucking Ruan’s penis.

    The end came quickly.

    Ruan seemed to groan, and then his penis suddenly swelled significantly.

    His veins bulged, preparing for ejaculation.

    Isis immediately recognized this and pinched her clitoris hard.

    *Gush! Gush gush gush!*

    Immediately after, as the semen shot from his penis was forced into her throat, simultaneously.

    “*Gasp…!*”

    *Gush! Gush gush gush!*

    A fountain erupted from her vagina as well.

    Isis felt her mind turn blank, but she swallowed every single drop of semen, not letting even one fall.

    It was a full five minutes later that she regained her composure.

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