episode_0011

Perhaps because I hadn’t gotten proper sleep for two whole days, the fatigue was more extreme than usual.

Even though I continuously surrounded myself with divine power, it was a level I absolutely couldn’t cover.

To immerse myself in sex until I reached this state…

Is it possible that even I, the Great Saintess, cannot overcome the pleasures of the flesh?

“Whew……”

No, no.

If I had a solid awareness of being a saintess from the start, I wouldn’t have even gotten involved with those crazy bitches.

Acknowledging my own mistake, I set my meal tray down on the table.

Soup reflecting the midday sun, fragrant whole-wheat bread, and a simple fruit salad.

After looking down at the meal that seemed to make my body healthy just by looking at it, I quietly offered a prayer.

Goddess Isis in the heavens.

If you hear this prayer, please, please reduce the frequency with which I get used by those crazy bitches.

If you can’t reduce the frequency, at least let me fall asleep sober.

Since I faint every night and wake up in the morning, it’s starting to feel like this is normal now.

“Hey, look over there.”

“Where?”

“Over there, near the Saintess.”

Look at this.

Even the worshippers are gossiping because of the impure aura they feel from my body.

They definitely must be disgusted by the lewd smell coming from my body.

“How can such an ominous presence be in the cathedral……”

“Hey, watch your mouth. That person is also a hero who saved our country.”

That’s right. My life has been a bit, well, quite ominous lately.

Although I call myself the Great Saintess, it seems it’s only a matter of time until my private life, which I’ve worked so hard to hide, is revealed.

It was then, while I was engrossed in self-loathing and offering a fervent prayer,

“Wow! Your hair is so pretty, Unnie!”

that the voice of a girl, who shouted cheerfully, was heard.

I instantly recognized that familiar purity as belonging to one of the children protected by the cathedral.

I appreciate it, but isn’t that a bit out of the blue?

If it’s my hair, they see it almost every day, don’t they?

Furthermore, the sisters must have strongly warned the children not to disturb my prayers.

I couldn’t understand why that good child would suddenly say something like this.

As I continued praying in my state of confusion, someone interjected on my behalf.

“Thank you, little one. Your hair is also beautiful, like silk.”

A woman answered, as if cutting off my words.

“Really?”

“Yes. You’ll grow up to be a wonderful person like this Saintess.”

As she praised in a calm tone, I heard the sound of the girl bouncing up and down and running off into the distance.

Only then did I realize that the owner of the hair the girl had admired was not me.

The inside of the dining hall, which had been momentarily noisy, was soon covered in conversations just like usual.

After finishing my prayer, I met the gaze of the woman sitting in front of me.

“Long time no see, Thecia.”

“What ‘long time no see’? We met last week.”

I replied indifferently and took a bite of the bread.

I tried to enjoy the savory taste, but the gaze staring fixedly at me from right in front was inexplicably ticklish.

“……Why?”

“Just because you’re so beautiful.”

“Even if you try to tempt me, not here.”

“Heh, that’s a pity.”

The woman, who had been laughing slyly, let out a languid stretch.

After stretching her stiff body, she began looking at me again.

Devil, Debi.

A member of the Hero’s party and the guardian guarding the Gate of the Underworld.

As expected from her race, she is a woman with a distinctly different charm from the other three crazy bitches.

Hair and eyes like trapped flames.

Dark-toned skin overflowing with healthy beauty.

A red gem protruding from the center of her forehead.

And excellent mammary glands, comparable in size to Lilianna’s.

She is beautiful, but even so, a crazy bitch is a crazy bitch.

This one is also one of the uninvited guests who frequently invade my paradise, enjoy a night, and then leave.

Stirring the soup listlessly with a spoon, I asked.

“So, what brings you here?”

“Hmm.”

At my question, Debi lowered the corners of her eyes as if disappointed.

Her pouting lips answered.

“Because I got jealous, you see.”

“Jealous?”

“Yes. Didn’t you mix bodies with Lilianna for two whole days?”

“Wha…!”

Startled by the completely unreserved remark, I found myself tensing my shoulders.

Dropping my spoon and chopsticks onto the meal tray, I quickly covered Debi’s mouth.

I glanced around like a meerkat, soothing my anxious heart, wondering if anyone had heard.

Fortunately, it seemed people in the bustling dining hall hadn’t heard Debi’s remark.

Relieved by their indifference, I slowly took my hand away.

I leaned forward with all my might.

In response, Debi leaned her ear toward me.

“I told you to be careful with your words outside!”

I whispered to Debi as if shouting.

The red-haired woman was just giggling.

“My apologies. I’m not used to things like this yet.”

“Please, please be careful. If everything gets found out, I’m truly finished.”

What would people’s reaction be if they found out that the Saintess who saved the nation turned out to be a pervert who enjoys wild sex with her comrades?

Of course, it’s not like I *enjoy* sex, but anyway.

Branded as the Lewd Saintess by everyone, I would lose my status and honor as the Great Saintess in an instant.

Pointed at by people, unable to settle anywhere, I would meet a miserable end.

I absolutely do not want that.

I died miserably in my previous life, and I cannot let the life I finally gained be thrown away like that.

Therefore, I must desperately hide this double life.

So thoroughly that not even a single mouse knows.

Glaring intensely into Debi’s eyes, I continued speaking.

“I can only stay with you all if I remain the Saintess.”

“Oh-ho. So, does that mean you don’t want to be separated from us either?”

Having found an opening, Debi looked at me with alluring eyes.

I opened my mouth to refute immediately.

“Tha-t is……”

Oh. What is this?

Why aren’t you moving, my tongue?

You just need to confidently deny it by saying, ‘That’s not what I meant!’

Speak, Thecia Rufilberg.

Say it’s not that!

If I stay still, it looks like I’ve fallen for these crazy bitches.

While I was hesitating, Debi suddenly tilted her head toward me.

*Smooch*, along with the sound of saliva, a warm sensation touched my lips.

“Ugh!?”

A moan naturally escaped me at the sudden kiss.

The surprise was only for a moment; saliva pooled in my mouth as if anticipating further contact.

“What happens if I do this?”

Contrary to my expectation, Debi’s kiss did not continue beyond that.

It ended with a light kiss, just lips touching.

Staring blankly at her red irises, *gasp*, I swallowed my breath and regained my senses.

I quickly looked around.

This time too, there were no eyes directed towards us.

As soon as relief washed over my tense chest, I flicked Debi’s gem with all my might.

*Thwack!*

“Ack!”

Debi, who let out a short scream, covered the gem in the center of her forehead with her hand.

Staring intensely at her grimacing face, I trembled.

“You, youuuu, really… really, reaaaally…!”

“Sorry, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t hold back.”

Seeing her slyly make excuses along with an apology, I couldn’t say anything more.

Seriously.

As I expressed my dissatisfaction with my eyes, Debi approached me again with a deep gaze.

“You enjoyed yourself like that with Lilianna, didn’t you? Then I suppose it’s my turn now?”

“It’s not like there’s a quota system, what kind of rule is that? Don’t come tonight, seriously. I’m tired.”

“Are you serious?”

“Of course I’m serious.”

I snapped back and picked up a few pieces of salad with my fork.

I put the vegetables, from which the refreshing sauce was dripping, into my mouth and chewed.

After wiggling slightly for a moment, Debi propped her chin on one hand.

While staring quietly at me as I filled my hungry stomach, her body kept twitching.

*Gulp*, I swallowed the salad in my mouth.

Just as I was about to take the next bite.

“Ungh!?”

I trembled.

The strength left my hand, and I dropped the fork with the salad stuck to it onto the bread.

A white liquid, a mix of dressing and vegetable juice, trickled down.

I desperately held back the nasal sounds.

I glared at Debi at the sensation tickling between my thighs.

“Don’t, do that…!”

“Hmm~? I don’t know what you mean.”

Seriously.

If there weren’t people around, I’d hit her hard.

Gritting my teeth, I held back the moans that were about to burst out.

Through my trembling eyelids, I looked at something wiggling beneath my nun’s habit.

One of Debi’s bare feet was gently stroking my thigh.

At the sensation of being carefully tickled from the inside to the outside, moans kept wanting to escape.

“Ungh…! You really… Agh! Around, there are people…! Aahng…!”

At the sexual sensation shooting through my nerves to my groin, the bottom of my panties became damp.

Debi was still sending playful glances through her narrowly slit eyelashes.

When the blush on her cheeks was added to that, a quite alluring color was completed.

Her wiggling toes tapped my thigh.

At the sensation of her soft sole, I unconsciously leaned forward.

“Hahh…!”

“You see, demons are very greedy. Once they want something, they are a race that wants to get their hands on it no matter what means.”

Gradually, Debi’s foot dug further inward.

Slowly, very slowly.

The sensation approaching my slightly wet panties finally reached my crotch.

“Ang, Ungh…!”

“Aren’t you already full of moisture?”

I placed both hands over my groin.

I tried to suppress the sexual sensation stimulating my lower abdomen.

At the sight of me blushing, Debi took a satisfied breath.

She slowly leaned in and whispered to me.

“Pervert.”

“Ungh, Ungh…!”

*Tremble*, goosebumps rose all over my body.

The feeling of immorality from performing an intimate act in front of countless people.

The guilt of experiencing pleasure in a sacred place.

The two incorrect emotions mixed together and poked at the area between my legs.

I couldn’t control the gradually intensifying feeling.

*Stare*, I looked at Debi with a sharp gaze.

She was wearing a relaxed smile, as if she knew exactly what I was going to say.

My pride was wounded.

Nevertheless, I had no choice but to say the one thing Debi wanted.

I whispered to her, who was gently rubbing along my panty line beneath my nun’s habit, with plenty of heat.

“I’ll do it for you at, at night… So please bear with it for now.”

“Heh, alright.”

At that expression of hers, snorting proudly, my pride crumbled completely.

Geez, I’ll see you in bed later.

Tonight, I’ll give you a fierce counterattack.

Making a resolution with a 0% success rate once again today, I looked around.

Thankfully, there were still no eyes watching us.

Had the Goddess answered my prayer?

My faith was about to soar through the sky.

Debi returned the leg she had put under my nun’s habit to its original position.

Bending her body down, she quickly took something out from under the table.

A rustling paper bag.

I could instinctively recognize the impure intent contained within it.

“Well then, Thecia. Spend today wearing this.”

“It’s not something weird again, is it?”

“What exactly do you take me for?”

I was slightly relieved by Debi’s serious reaction.

Had she perhaps brought some underwear she liked from somewhere?

If it’s just that much, I’m willing to wear it.

Carefully, I peered my face into the paper bag.

“……”

Immediately after checking the contents, I was able to personally experience the phrase “my face fell.”

“You said it wasn’t weird?”

“Not weird at all. I think it will suit you perfectly, rather.”

Her attitude was so bold and brazen that I was actually left speechless.

I checked the contents inside the bag once again.

“Do I really have to wear this?”

“Yes. Come wearing it, no matter what.”

At the sight of Debi revealing her firm resolve, I couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh.

Whenever it comes to times like this, I feel endlessly pathetic about my own overly soft personality.

“Alright……”

As always, I have a feeling that getting proper sleep tonight is out of the question.