episode_0196

195.

“Isn’t the distance between us wider than before?”

“It doesn’t matter since I can see you.”

They’ve turned the low-ranking demon into the village’s communal dildo, and now the two are heading north by carriage. Erina feels the Queen’s worries about her colluding with demons are unfounded, but she can’t leave her side if even the slightest possibility remains.

The carriage horse is incredibly docile and intelligent; it navigates the road without needing the reins. Although they sit side-by-side in the cargo hold, it’s spacious enough that there’s some distance between them.

“Your gaze seems to be lower than my eyes.”

“D-Don’t say such ridiculous things!”

“If you keep looking at me so blatantly, I’ll get an erection♡”

She’s been hard since a while ago, but her nun’s habit has special processing so it’s not visible from the outside.

“Be quiet.”

“If you want to receive the Goddess’s grace, just say the word♡”

She keeps trying to forget but can’t erase it – a truly miraculous sight. A miracle like a god, manipulating human bodies as they please. She’d never been dissatisfied with her own body, but this sight made her feel doubtful. She thought she had a physique almost devoid of curves, perfectly comfortable for exercise.

‘My body… Is it hard to be loved with this body…?’

Her body remained unchanged since childhood; even as her peers developed breasts and hips, she hadn’t. She hadn’t had the time to pay attention to matters of love and romance, but now it’s starting to matter. When she thinks about it, she’s the only one around with this kind of body. Only little girls lack breasts. Maybe she wasn’t invited to conversations about love and romance because of her body, she began to think.

She thought that living as a loyal servant of the Queen would be enough of a life. But, seeing the passionate coupling before her, she felt something stir within her as a woman.

“It’s alright.”

“What?”

“You seem to keep swallowing your saliva. You have plenty of water, so just drink some.”

“Ah, right…”

Gulps, gulps. She hadn’t even realized she was swallowing. Only after Erina pointed it out did she realize her thirst and drank water greedily.

“That…”

“Yes, speak.”

“No, it’s nothing.”

“It’s our job to listen to your worries. Tell me whenever you’re ready.”

Sonya hesitates. The scene of forcibly subjugating a female, and the sight of a body forcibly grown and modified into a futanari with a penis, is certainly repulsive, but it signifies that she is slowly being influenced by Erina’s suggestions.

About 30 minutes pass in the rattling carriage before she speaks again.

“Do… normal people like… bodies like yours…?”

“Ah, is this about love♡? Well, everyone’s tastes are different, right? I don’t know how you view my body, though.”

“That vulgar chest and pelvis.”

“What do you think, Sonya-san?”

Erina smiles softly, clearly one of the most beautiful people Sonya has ever seen. Her physique is instinctively considered pretty. It’s surprising that she hadn’t noticed it before.

“Ugh…”

However, she’s too shy to say it’s pretty out loud, and turns her head, her face slightly flushed.

“I, for one, like Sonya-san’s body and face. I don’t know about the Queen’s tastes, though♡”

“Why are we talking about the Queen now?! I-It’s just curiosity, curiosity!”

“Objectively speaking, it’s not a particularly popular body type. Most people get turned on by feminine bodies.”

“…You have a way with vulgar language.”

Erina finds her attempt to change the subject simply adorable.

“As you saw, I can make you into a more feminine body if you want. But…”

“But?”

“There’s a demand for bodies like yours too. Want to see? My cock, I mean, erection whilst imagining Sonya-san’s body♡”

“Just stop saying those crazy perverted things!!”

Although she shouts loudly, her mind vividly replays the outline and smell of the cock she saw last night.

‘I don’t know what’s happening anymore. The reason the Queen is worried about this perverted slut isn’t because of collusion, seems I have figured it out.’

A sudden flash of insight. Clearly, this pervert is an idiot whose head only contains genitals. An idiot with only the awareness of being a nun left. An idiot who acts on impulse. But the Queen wouldn’t make a wrong judgment. She wouldn’t act purely on emotion, unlike herself.

“……We don’t have much time left for joking around. I can feel magic from here.”

“We still have a long way to go. At least two more days.”

“Then that’s even more of a problem. I’ll reapply the blessing, but I’ll check again. It’s on a whole other level from last night. Do you absolutely have to go?”

“……Of course.”

The light-hearted atmosphere vanished instantly. It might be her imagination, but the sky seems to have darkened too.

“Should we sleep, for now?”

“It’s still daytime.”

“It’s better to sleep when you can.”

Erina’s advice is based on her knowledge, which Sonya can’t realize.

“I can go without sleep for a couple of days.”

“Then, sorry but I’ll take a nap.”

“You exerted yourself so much last night, you must be tired.”

“Sexual intercourse isn’t tiring. I recommend Sonya-san sleep too…. Oh, right. You wouldn’t fight, anyway.”

Erina seeks sleep in the somewhat cramped carriage. Despite her words, she was quite tired and didn’t take long to fall asleep. Sonya sighs at Erina’s appearance. Can someone with a license to kill be so calm? Unless she is completely stupid, it is impossible to act like this. Yet, even when she emits killing intent, the same reaction occurs. Sonya is deflated. She seems like a naive child, but she senses a deep abyss within her.

“Sigh.”

Only a sigh escapes. How much better it would have been if she had been ordered to kill her. Choking her neck would certainly be quick. But she can’t kill her. There is a condition of finding collusion, but aside from that, she feels her desire to kill lessening. Seeing her sleeping peacefully, like a baby, her heart beats a little faster.

It’s quiet. With Erina asleep, only the sound of the horse’s hooves and the rattling of the carriage remain. A rather lonely silence. Time passes. The sun begins to set, but a darkness indistinguishable from twilight starts to envelop the sky; even though she doesn’t sense any magic, a pressure begins to bear down on her skin.

“What is this…this is…the power of one creature?”

Knowing this is the state from receiving Erina’s blessing makes her want to gulp. Even the Queen probably wouldn’t have foreseen this. Sonya now understands why Erina had to hurry. The demons she’d seen last night were like ants in comparison.

“Ugh…”

Erina, too, seems to be sensing the ominous magic in her sleep.

Bump. The carriage shakes.

“C-Calm down. Woah, woah…”

Even the horse isn’t immune to the magic. Usually docile and intelligent, it flinches under the pressure of the overwhelming magic. Since magic affects inanimate objects, it’s no surprise that it’s happening.

It seems like the horse can’t pull the carriage anymore. She has to find a stable. Having come straight down the road, it is further down. Sonya pulls the reins, instantly stopping the carriage. A biological sense of danger is felt. Night is dangerous. She wonders whether she should wake Erina.

“Hey. Wake up.”

Five seconds is enough time to make that decision. Four of those seconds she spent complaining about this pervert wasting her time.

“Mmm…”

“You can’t afford to be lazy. The horse doesn’t seem to want to go any further.”

“It’s… night. Honestly, I’m a little scared too.”

She rubs her eyes and looks around. Under the dark sky is an abundance of dark magic. Enough to numb the senses. If this were novices diligently training at the church, they would have fainted. If the Goddess’s protection wasn’t definitely with her, she wouldn’t have even survived coming until here.

“So, are we running?”

“Naturally, we’re proceeding.”

During training, she thought countless times that it was utterly exhausting but this truly feels like she is going to die. Sonya’s tension is felt by Erina as well. She is moving for the Goddess but also for people. Demons are dangerous just by existing.

Unlike Sonya’s assumption, Erina was not an idiot, and she did not merely rush in on faith. Thanks to receiving Erina’s semen, she could summon Titania, the magic-resistant fairy queen, anytime, and she had a portal device with a daily limit of one use.

Erina smiles as though trying to reassure Sonya.

“…….”

Her golden hair flutters, interspersed with silver streaks that gleam slightly in her gentle smile; for a moment Sonya sees in Erina the image of a saint from a fairy tale.