Chapter 121: Let’s Get Some Sleep

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Translator Note

Not truly lewd but… wow… Sugar…

It had only been a day, but the house already felt familiar and comforting to Sugar.

The distinct scent of wood that was typical of a countryside home, mixed with the faint aroma of tea, soothed both the mind and body. The conversation topics were heavy, so it was no wonder her heart felt uneasy, but there was nothing she could do about that.

Sugar had thought about talking to Leon and Ian as well. If they were active outside, there would come a time when they’d come into contact with the cult, and since the four of them were often together, they might get dragged into it.

So, Sugar took this opportunity to speak up. Not everything, just briefly. About her constitution being loved by the evil god, the strange misfortunes since childhood, and the cult’s schemes.

“So… today’s incident was also related to that. I didn’t know much about the cult’s activities until now. I thought this was a good opportunity, so I stepped forward. In the end, I even managed to get some spoils.”

“The fact that the spoils are human eyeballs is quite unsettling.”

Ian brushed her hair back and replied with a mix of emotions.

“I was shocked too when I saw them. I know the person whose eyes those are, and the fact that they’re in such a state means something’s not right…”

“Is that person also a heretic?”

“Yes, for now.”

Ian’s eyes narrowed. Leon had been silent, just listening. It seemed he had a lot on his mind and was trying to sort it out.

“Anyway… I understand the situation you’re in. You’ve been through a lot, Sugar. Riley. And… is there anything I can do to help?”

“It’s okay. Just your concern means a lot.”

“I’ll be more cautious from now on. I’ll help you by your side. I’d like to surround you with guards, but… that would be too conspicuous.”

“No, considering our status, I should be the one protecting you, Ian—”

“People have a misconception.”

Sugar’s words were cut off.

“They think that I am someone who needs to be protected from behind. Who do you think spread magic in this world…? I’m a descendant of the saint. The Holy City is the safest land in the world under the protection of such descendants. And I’m the sibling of the one who makes that possible.”

Her violet eyes, filled with seriousness and solemnity, were mystical. A color only the protagonists of myths and their descendants could possess.

The hand of such a being was incredibly warm. ‘Ah, so soft and delicate. Truly a woman’s hand.’

Sugar shyly smiled and expressed her gratitude.

“Well, I think we’ve covered everything we needed to talk about…”

“I have a question.”

Leon raised his hand, and Sugar nodded.

“That Shadow Cult… do they have any connection with the Cult of Unity?”

They hadn’t mentioned anything about the Cult of Unity. He was quite sharp. Sugar pondered how to answer but decided to be honest.

“Probably. Whether it’s a merger or an alliance, I’m not sure, but we’ve been observing that they’re working together.”

“… I see.”

Leon quietly closed his mouth. He seemed to be deep in thought again.

The heretics who turned his mother into that state. And the Shadow Cult, which was connected to them. He must have had a lot on his mind. Ian, who heard this beside him, also stiffened her expression.

“Really… we can’t just let this slide…”

Her calm muttering was eerie.

Having finished speaking, Sugar gently leaned into Riley’s embrace. It seemed the tension had drained from her after talking.

She had been sitting on his lap the entire time. Actually, she had intended to sit on a chair for the serious conversation, but Riley lifted her and placed her on his lap.

Riley then gently stroked Sugar’s cheek.

Ah, ah, It was as soft as mochi.

“I want some snacks…”

Since he was playing with her cheek, she couldn’t put snacks in her mouth. Sugar made a small request, and Riley fed her the snacks directly.

A pretzel. As soon as she put it in her mouth, Sugar sucked it in with a crunch. He immediately gave her another one. It disappeared quickly. He gave her another. It disappeared again. It was like a shredder, disappearing as soon as it was put in.

“Hey, you pig.”

“I’m hungry. And use something cuter to describe me.”

Sugar shook the pretzel in her mouth and made her request. Then, with her eyes wide open and chewing, she looked like a rabbit.

Riley burst out laughing.

“Why are you laughing? Tell me.”

“Just because.”

He couldn’t say it was because she was cute. He brushed it off.

Compared to the two sitting in front of them, they were quite carefree. Though the situation was frustrating, they had already made their decision long ago. They had promised to stay strong for each other.

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“Riley… do we have to sleep like this?”

Unlike the first night, the lively atmosphere had faded. Everyone was tired, and they had roughly laid out blankets in the living room. Sugar whispered her question.

One arm was a pillow, and the other was wrapped around Sugar. Riley held her tightly, so she couldn’t move.

“I won’t sneak out without telling you… From now on, I’ll let you know when I’m going somewhere…”

Being held was nice. It was nice, but the thought of sleeping while being embraced by such a large body made her feel… ugh. It was strange.

With every breath, Riley’s scent filled her lungs. No matter how much she squirmed, Riley’s warmth was there, and the sound of his heartbeat and breathing echoed in her ears.

It was as if Riley had become Sugar’s entire world, surrounding all her senses.

The more she thought about it, the more something seemed to burst in her brain, soaking her body. Her lower abdomen ached. Sugar buried her nose near Riley’s collarbone, breathing heavily.

“I see you’re taking the chance to smell me.”

“There’s nowhere else to put my face…”

Facing him directly was honestly embarrassing. It wasn’t like this when they were younger. But now, she was conscious of his breathing, and the mingling of their breaths bothered her.

Was it because of the heart-fluttering words she had heard? The words ‘I don’t want you to leave my side’ were dangerously sweet. Every time she recalled them, her feelings became even more strange.

‘Was I that happy to hear those words?’

She asked herself.

Well, she had always disliked the idea of sending Riley away. But she had resolved to let him go if it meant he would stay by her side, even if it meant enduring hardships.

But then, he told her not to leave. Hehe. Ehehe… Ah, this wasn’t right.

‘What are you so happy about…? Then you need to become even stronger…’

To ensure Riley didn’t get hurt, to support him, to keep the situation under control, she needed to become stronger.

Stronger. How does one become stronger? It was easy to say, but it felt like there was no clear direction.

Was it just a matter of honing her magical skills and training her body?

‘That’s not wrong, but…’

This was a fight against heretics. A fight against those who used all sorts of bizarre and grotesque methods. In this fight, Sugar held a unique position. A strength that only Sugar possessed, yet not exactly a strength.

A saint. A body loved by the evil god.

That’s why her freedom was infringed upon, and that’s why she had the power to regain her freedom.

What only such a being could do. What such a being was capable of doing.

-Raise your status.

-And so, raise your status.

What did they want from Sugar?

It still felt distant and unclear. But if that was the way to become stronger, if that’s how she could stay with Riley, then she was willing to do it.

Whatever it was. No matter what she became in the end.

Sugar steeled her resolve and took a deep breath.

‘Haaah…’

Despite her firm resolve, her head started to spin.

She could stay with this man. From now on, forever, together. This man also desired her.

The more she thought about it, the more her spine tingled. Her mind was in a whirl, and she couldn’t think straight.

Unconsciously, she began to squirm. Just because it felt good. Intoxicated by Riley, enchanted, in a daze, she slowly moved her waist.

Their stomachs touched. Sugar’s soft stomach pressed against Riley’s firm abs, slowly moving.

Mmm. A strange feeling. Sugar thought she was just relieving her restlessness. She couldn’t keep still, so she moved as she pleased.

Their navels touched through their clothes, then slightly shifted apart, then touched again, then shifted again. Like the hearts of two people, connecting and disconnecting repeatedly.

‘It’s warm…’

Her body heated up. With each movement, the area around her waist felt heavy and tingly. It made her even more restless, and she couldn’t stop moving.

Riley’s body stiffened at her actions.

“… Sugar.”

“Hmm…?”

Even when called, she didn’t stop moving, only turning her eyes upward. She exhaled a sweet breath and answered tenderly.

She wasn’t even aware of what she was doing.

Riley clenched and unclenched his fist. He had been busy controlling his blood flow. Even so, with their stomachs pressed together, damn it, the stimulation was direct, damn it.

Why, why was she suddenly in heat?

At this time, Riley hadn’t touched Sugar. He had held her, but that was it, intending to just sleep quietly.

He knew that if he touched her stomach, waist, or ears, she would subtly squirm. That was within expected reactions, but now, he really didn’t know.

That’s why it was driving him crazy. Breathing heavily, Sugar rubbed her stomach against his. Was she doing this on purpose? Pretending not to know while doing this?

To stop her movements, he grabbed her waist. He didn’t want to spend the whole night testing his patience.

“Haaah…!”

At that moment, a sharp moan pierced his eardrums. Sugar’s waist twitched, and she pressed her body tightly against his.

“…”

Blood flow, blood, blood flow, danger, blood pooling below, blood–

“Hey! Enough! Let’s get some sleep! Are we the only ones here? This is an inn! You’re just going to suck and bite everything!”

Then Leon shouted at the top of his lungs. He seemed to be in a bad mood after hearing about the heretics. Seeing them act so intimately while treating others as if they were homosexuals was too much for him. He exploded.

Ian, hearing the vivid friction sounds, couldn’t bring herself to speak and just covered her face with the blanket.

‘Thank you…!’

In any case, Leon’s outburst was a true salvation for everyone present.

Riley immediately got up and brewed a cup of tea, handing it to Sugar. Sugar, confused, said, “Huh…? I’m not thirsty,” but drank it anyway and soon fell into a deep sleep. It was tea with calming and sleep-inducing effects. Riley also drank a cup.

Then he lay back down and tightly embraced Sugar. Her slender, warm body—this time, he wouldn’t let go. He held her firmly.

As he closed his eyes and thought about the “gift,” he eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, he woke up in a good mood, free from any sense of emptiness.

Translator Note

what a perverted Sugar… woah…