Chapter 18. Empathy and Understanding (1)
by Shini
Chapter 18. Empathy and Understanding
I am a rational and logical person, but that doesn’t mean I dismiss human emotions.
It’s because I know how great the things that ’emotion’ can achieve are.
Well, I don’t think love is a wonderful thing that only humans can do, or a universal key that can perfectly solve all the problems in the world. In fact, historically, there must be an enormous number of things that have been ruined by this emotion called love.
But, even so. Human emotions do many things.
That’s also why religion teaches the emotion of love with considerable emphasis.
Humans, unfortunately, have evolved to want to monopolize beings they feel sexual desire for. It’s probably an emotion that almost all animals in the world possess. The emotion of ensuring that my genes are definitely passed on through species reproduction.
Sometimes they evolve to love the same sex, and even though they’ve evolved to love things that aren’t human in the first place, that possessiveness hasn’t changed much.
Well, there are people who don’t, and some people might argue that it’s just a matter of education-but that’s not very important.
Emotions are an extremely personal domain. No matter how much I tell another person about the emotions I feel, they cannot feel more than empathy. That’s why humans impulsively want others to feel and understand the emotions I feel.
Otherwise, it’s too lonely.
It’s irrational and illogical. Wanting something you know is impossible is arrogance.
However, at this moment, I was wishing for that.
My waist was squeezed a little tighter.
Ria had one arm around my waist and the other on my back. Pulling my body a little closer to hers, she greedily pursued my lips.
A soft, wet kiss.
The feeling of lips touching lips could be called lovely. Perhaps, if it were a light kiss, people watching us might not have thought it was ‘strange’.
I don’t know all the traditions of every place in the world-but I thought there might be civilizations that consider a light kiss to be nothing.
But anywhere in the world, no one would think it’s ‘normal’ to see someone opening their mouth and accepting the other’s tongue.
Professional actors can do that. In societies with open sexual attitudes, people might not think twice about same-sex kisses.
But unfortunately, this place where we stand is filled with numerous religious people.
And from the perspective of someone who has lived in a convent for 15 years, where such religious people live, I can confidently say that there are no people more meticulous about rules than religious people.
Religion is built on discipline and runs on discipline. Unlike laws that can be changed and adapted according to the flow of the times and changes in thought, religion had ‘parts that absolutely cannot be compromised’.
Actually, I don’t really know the principle behind the opposition, as I’ve never seriously delved into religion.
Is it because they cannot be fruitful and multiply? Is sex that doesn’t result in having children considered merely an act of lewdness? Well, it sounded plausible either way.
I closed my eyes.
And I decided to enjoy that ‘act of lewdness solely for the purpose of lewdness’ a little.
After all, isn’t it an opportunity created by Ria? Ria didn’t look displeased, but before kissing me, she had a very determined expression. She confirmed it with me several times, so it must have been something that required mental preparation for Ria.
The sensation of tongues touching, the sensation of them intertwining and transferring and mixing saliva, was a bit strange. My body trembled slightly, as if I were doing something I shouldn’t be.
The feeling of chests touching wasn’t as significant as I thought. Even though our bodies were pressed so tightly that our shapes were distorted, we were wearing underwear. To feel the silhouette of the body, it felt a little lacking.
Therefore, the sensation of my stomach touching Ria’s stomach felt a little strange.
The naked lines I felt whenever Ria squirmed and moved were sensual. Ah, yes. I had seen that body before. Ria’s body, visible beneath her swimsuit, was admirably well-trained.
“…….”
So, I liked it.
What else could I do? I’m embracing the person I like, kissing her lips. Regardless of the justification or reason, I couldn’t emotionally dislike this.
Therefore, I was hoping Ria felt the same way.
I hope Ria feels as good as I do.
I know it’s an irrational thought.
There’s no reason for Ria to like women. In the original work, she clearly liked men, and people who thought of the Saint and Ria together were beaten up in the comments for not inserting yuri into the harem.
So, this act could be considered Ria’s sacrifice. An act of ‘ruining’ me so that I couldn’t ascend to the position of Saint.
I was glad it was Ria who was the other party.
The time that felt like it would last forever- no, the time I wished would last forever- ended.
Ria pulled back slightly behind me. She was still holding my waist with one arm and her hand on my back, preventing me from escaping, but her face had pulled back.
Slurp, our lips, already wet and stuck together, separated.
A little sloppily, the saliva that had been slightly connected broke apart. The air touched it and cooled, feeling a little cold.
Ria was looking down at me.
Her face was flushed bright red, and her eyes were a little moist. The face of the person who had been kissing me moments ago was sensual.
We looked at each other for a moment, catching our breath.
I knew I had to end it here. Once is enough, isn’t it? Anyway, the story of us being nuns in love would spread throughout the world.
We might be criticized for engaging in lewd acts in the convent. Although we never did such a thing, they would suspect it.
Who would receive more stones?
Me, who seduced Ria, the escort, or Ria, who laid hands on the person she was escorting.
I don’t know.
My head wasn’t working well.
I just-
Stood on my tiptoes.
*
Anna’s face was flushed bright red.
Her skin was already fair, so her flushed face stood out even more. However, her beauty was not ruined. Anna was looking up at Ria, just as she always had.
Her eyes were slightly teary.
I didn’t think Anna hadn’t understood Ria’s words.
However, I was worried that I might have gone too far.
Carried away by the atmosphere, I embraced Ria tightly and, instead of just a light kiss, almost violated her mouth.
Maybe she didn’t like it. Maybe she thought it was too much.
For a brief moment, Ria trembled, waiting for Anna’s answer.
That answer was, in a way, shocking.
Anna raised her tiptoes again.
For whatever reason, it might have meant ‘it’s still not enough’.
If not, she might have known Anna was suffering from guilt. This kind-hearted nun, like everyone else in the world, showed mercy to Ria.
Our lips touched again.
It didn’t take long for a somewhat innocent kiss to turn into a sticky one.
Ria’s heart felt like it would burst. This time, it wasn’t a kiss on the cheek, but the kiss that Ria had just given Anna.
Anna’s arms wrapped around Ria’s neck. Anna, clinging to Ria as if hanging on, traced Ria’s lips with her own.
Warm, soft, and wet.
Anna’s tongue was different from what I imagined. In fact, no matter what I imagined, I probably wouldn’t have been able to easily recall the sensation without actually tasting another person’s tongue.
As befitting Anna’s personality, it was willful, yet at the same time, it was soft as she nestled into Ria.
Even though it was just a short organ in the mouth, as they touched and moved softly, I even felt a strange sense of relief.
This is bad.
I hope this doesn’t become a habit.
Ria finally released Anna, loosening her arms slightly. Anna, as if finally able to breathe, took a deep breath, but Ria had no intention of letting Anna rest.
Holding Anna’s hand, she ran.
Anna, as always, was wearing a white dress and had a veil on her head-
Ria somehow thought she was running away with a ‘bride’.
If God were a man, would that really be the case?
-What are you talking about!?
Hearing the startled voice, Ria couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
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