Ch.137Saintess, You’re So Vulgar (2) – Censorship

Tiria shouted as if having a seizure.

“Vul-vulgar?! You’re the vulgar one, Erich! It was your first time and you did… that… with Rachel outside without any hesitation…!”

“You’re asking for the same thing right now.”

“Ah.”

This wasn’t even a case of falling for her own trick. This holy maiden was just fundamentally flawed as a person. Tiria, the shoddy saint. That’s what made her cute.

“Do you dislike vulgar holy maidens?”

“No.”

I gently tugged at Tiria’s chin. She was pulled toward me limply, her face flushing.

“Whether vulgar or not, I very much like Tiria as a person.”

“Hiccup.”

“You’re cute.”

“D-don’t speak formally to me, remember?”

“Then, you’re cute. Tiria.”

“Oh, really…”

When I leaned in closer, Tiria squeezed her eyes shut. I held her trembling shoulders gently and kissed her.

“Are you sure this is okay?”

“Don’t ask about every little thing.”

Tiria’s lips moved with a shallow sigh.

“Just do whatever you want… okay?”

With those words, all other thoughts scattered.

I’m going to embrace this woman.

I slowly did to Tiria what I had done with Rachel. I covered her, wanting to dye her in my color. I soaked the pure white canvas, as white as her hair, with deep intensity.

First, the basic outline.

“Mm, mmm.”

Her reaction was subtly different.

Unlike Rachel, who had responded passionately, Tiria made sounds as if she was ticklish.

Soon, she stopped moaning and spoke.

“I think this is enough, Erich.”

“I’ll loosen you up a bit more.”

“Mmm, mmm.”

Tiria shook her head. She crossed and uncrossed her legs repeatedly.

“I want it now.”

“I don’t think you’re ready yet…”

“Please, Erich.”

Tiria’s hands gripped my shoulders. They were trembling. Her eyes showed clear signs of impatience.

Her expression showed she wanted to connect with me as soon as possible.

Not yet, my instinct warned. It’s not time yet.

But after Tiria’s repeated requests, I finally began coloring with my crayon. I made this move thinking she would know her own body better than I did.

And then, Tiria let out a splitting scream.

“Ah, Erich! Th-this won’t work! It’s too, too… Ah!”

Seeing her eyes turn purple instantly and her face contort in pain, I knew something had gone terribly wrong.

I colored it wrong.

I couldn’t continue while she was trembling all over and pleading that it was too much. I finally stopped what I was doing, and that’s how Tiria’s first time ended in the worst possible way.

“I’m sorry, hic…”

Eyes wavering in navy blue.

Tears falling like snow.

Tiria’s face was a mess of frustration and sadness.

“I was the one who asked first, but I ended up showing such an unsightly appearance. I’m really sorry, Erich…”

“It’s not your fault.”

I helped fix Tiria’s clothes as she cried. I gently stroked her back, which was trembling with pain and sadness, and said:

“I was clumsy. I’m sorry. It’s my fault, so please don’t cry. Come on, stop. Stop.”

“The books only said it would feel good, I didn’t know it would be like this…”

“Stop blaming yourself, you keep doing that.”

It took some time before I could calm Tiria down.

“What should we do, Erich? I’m scared now.”

“If it’s difficult, we can do it later.”

“No, we’ve come this far. I can’t end it so emptily.”

Tiria’s determination was firm. But I didn’t think it was right to force her to completion when her heart wasn’t in it.

Rather, even if it meant taking a longer route, it would be better to wait until her fear subsided and then carefully draw again.

After pondering for a moment, I spoke.

“Let’s do it this way.”

“How?”

“We’ll divide it into stages. Today we’ll end with hugging, the next day with kissing, the day after that a bit more… like this, over several days.”

“What?”

Tiria lowered the corners of her mouth, looking perplexed.

“Won’t that take too long?”

“But it will feel extremely good.”

“P-pardon?”

“It’s like building up and then releasing. Isn’t food more delicious when you’re starving?”

“Ah, certainly…”

The purple that had filled Tiria’s irises gradually calmed. She spread her arms and embraced me.

“I’m sorry, and thank you.”

“From today, we’ll slowly get used to it, and by the end, it will feel very good.”

“Yes, I’ll do as you say, husband.”

We ended the first day feeling each other’s warmth through our clothes.

It was disappointing as a man, but considering the woman I loved, this level of patience was within acceptable limits.

Besides, this method had its advantages.

Namely, we could engage in affectionate acts anytime.

Hugging and kissing whenever our eyes met—it only took a minute.

Of course, in the early dawn when everyone was asleep, we would secretly get up and embrace with bare skin.

By the third day, she seemed to have adapted quite well, and Tiria’s movements began to change more actively.

But in the end, the picture was never completed.

“Mmm, not yet?”

“Not yet.”

It was important not to go beyond what was necessary.

I wanted to finish right away too, but each time I held back, remembering how Tiria had cried on the first day.

Stopping at a ticklish level.

And stopping again when we seemed to go a bit further.

A week passed like that.

“Major, are you sick?”

“No, nothing…”

“Looks like you caught a cold.”

“I think so. Do I have a fever? I should stay away from everyone for a while. *Cough*.”

Tiria made a coughing sound, but I knew it was fake. The reason for her fever wasn’t a cold—it was me.

This should be enough.

Finally today, I’ll complete the picture.

“Everyone, please go ahead. I’ll take care of Ms. Kasten.”

“You’re not going to do anything weird, are you?”

“I trust the Lieutenant Colonel. Well, he wouldn’t do anything vulgar to a sick person.”

Rachel, Riyo, and Adora left to find food. We needed extra provisions as we were planning to escape soon.

“Tiria.”

I looked at Tiria, now alone with me, and said:

“It’s been a week today.”

“Haa, haa.”

It’s over.

The atmosphere was completely different from before. Back then, her expression was full of obligation and worry, but now it was completely a woman’s face.

“Erich, hurry, hurry.”

Tiria grabbed my hand and walked into the bushes.

As if to prove that the time and effort I had invested wasn’t in vain, her melting pink eyes made it hard for me to hold back any longer.

After a brief warm-up, I looked into Tiria’s eyes and called her name.

“Tiria.”

“Yes, yes, Erich.”

“Are you still scared?”

“N-no. I’m not scared at all now. I want it. I’m going crazy wanting you.”

“But your eyes are purple?”

Tiria’s mouth closed.

“Th-that… Yes. Honestly, I’m still worried. But this time it will be okay. I really, really can’t stand it anymore. It’s been a week in the same state, and I haven’t been properly satisfied…”

Tiria took a sweet breath and clenched her insides. There was a seductive feeling in the way she looked at me, as if in prayer.

“You could have loved me on the first day. But you were careful not to startle me. Now it’s okay. I’m ready… please hold me with all your might. Okay? I don’t want to trouble you anymore…”

I nodded.

“I will.”

“Goddess of healing, please grant this girl peace and stability… Aah!”

I personally taught atheism to the cute holy maiden who was reciting prayers in ecstasy. And materialism too. Tiria, who began crying with a lovely voice, recited her prayers more quickly.

But her faith soon crumbled.

Tiria’s waist jumped up at the unstoppable waves of pleasure.

“Erich, this, this is strange! It’s different from before! So, so…!”

The purple that had made up most of her iris faded slightly. When purple fades, pink emerges. It was evidence that her emotion had shifted from worry to embarrassment.

In other words, it meant she was satisfied.

Tiria and I held hands.

Looking at each other, we shared breaths and saliva. It felt as if only the two of us had separated from the world. Time stopped.

I could see nothing but Tiria’s face, and hear nothing but her breathing.

“Erich, something’s coming! Something’s coming! Aah!”

Finally reaching ecstasy, Tiria collapsed onto me.

“Darling, did I… do well?”

“Yes, very much.”

“What? Now that it’s over, it wasn’t a big deal? I guess I was scared for nothing.”

After a very brief rest, Tiria began to enjoy herself. She was so vulgar that it was hard to believe she was the same holy maiden who had been trembling in fear just moments ago.

Seeing Tiria so smugly pleased with herself made me want to tease her.

So I decided to tease her.

“Aah?!”

I suddenly flipped Tiria over and painted her wildly. Unlike before, I kneaded and crumpled her aggressively, relentlessly pushing her.

“So that’s how you want to play it…! Take this!”

Having held back for so long, our lovemaking lasted a long time.

***

After completing the deed, Tiria linked arms with me, looking very satisfied. She hummed a tune and smiled brightly.

“Now that you’ve slept with the Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Kingdom, you can’t run away, Erich. I’ve told you about our order before, right?”

The marriages of high priests, including holy maidens, are managed by people within the church. This is to prevent the church’s image from being tarnished by outsiders who aren’t believers.

In other words, I would be encountering many people from the Holy Spirit Church from now on.

The problem was that I wasn’t an ordinary outsider.

A high-ranking Mage from Hazkhail. And a soldier on the kill list of the Holy Spirit Kingdom’s air force.

Not only that, some of my research had been directly read by the Holy Spirit Church and designated as forbidden books.

It was clear that I had disturbed the high-ranking officials within the order.

And now such a Mage had touched the Holy Maiden of Purification…

“Don’t worry. I’ll always be on your side.”

Tiria smiled and leaned against me.

“If the church tells me to leave, I can abandon the name of Holy Maiden anytime.”

“Ms. Kasten… no. Tiria.”

“…Yes, darling.”

Tiria Lohnstein. That name combination was born that day.

Although I had somehow persuaded both Rachel and Tiria, I still had tasks remaining.

The fox sisters, Adora.

And how to establish marital relationships with the women I had been living with here once we left.

What to do about Salvira, and David and the others.

There was much to do after we escaped.

While pondering these things and steadily preparing for escape, the boat was also nearing completion.

“Erich, hmm.”

The next day.

Riyo approached me after putting down her tools from the hard work. She sniffed, smelling me.

“What?”

“Can I say it now?”

“Say what?”

“Did you think I wouldn’t know?”

Riyo, no, Miyo suddenly licked my cheek and said:

“You smell like a woman.”

Caught.