episode_0013
by fnovelpiaIsrafil Ha’el. At only twenty-seven years old, he is a high-ranking cleric within the sect and is one of the five highest-ranking clerics on the continent.
She is a person of such high reputation that some say there is no other clergy with as much integrity as she is.
-Evan, I’m hungry. Let’s eat.
-Evan, have you seen my underwear? I think I left them nearby… … .
-Evan, sing me a lullaby.
In essence, he was nothing more than a bum who liked to just laze around with nothing to do.
The appearances that are shown from the outside are all a mask full of lies. Of course, there is no pretense in that upright and beautiful personality itself─.
At least no one else would know. On Israfil’s days off, he would just roll around on his brother’s bed.
I was the only one who knew the back side of Israfil, the ‘fool’.
On the other hand, it could also mean that she thought of me as close to her, but that fact wasn’t that important.
Actually, isn’t that true?
He was once picked up by a young girl who was seventeen years old, and they spent nearly ten years together.
Those times spent with complete strangers made my relationship with her like family.
Israfil, who took care of me sometimes like a mother, sometimes like an older sister, and sometimes like a friend.
Gratitude to such a benefactor will never fade. How can it change?
This is a feeling that will probably never change.
As for respect… … . Yes. I’ve often thought for a long time that maybe that feeling has already been greatly damaged.
The story is that the illusion was shattered a long time ago.
When I grew up a little, instead of taking care of me, he started asking me to take care of him in return.
It is clear that whenever they were together, he was always supporting her.
“Wow, woof, yeah, hoo… … . Hmm.”
“… … .”
“Howp, ugh, heuh.”
Never in my entire life have I ever expected a situation like this to occur.
How could such a wild idea come to mind?
She was a woman I had spent ten years with, and although we were not related by blood, I truly considered her to be family at heart.
“… … Is, Raphil. Wait, wait.”
“… … .”
“Wow, whoa, no, wait! Wait a minute.”
I never thought she would do this to me. I gritted my teeth in a dazed state and pushed her head away… … .
“Phh.”
She lifted her head, which had been buried in my lower body, and wiped the corner of my mouth.
An unidentified thin liquid soaked her white sleeves in an ashen color. I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva at the sight.
But still, he reached out his trembling hands towards the trousers that had been taken off by Israfil.
Thud!
“… … !”
“Why?”
Israfil grabbed my wrist and squinted his eyes as if he was dissatisfied with even that.
Even though she clearly tried with all her might to shake it off, her delicate hands did not budge.
Although he has achieved growth once, is he still far from being a cardinal-level priest?
I looked at her with shaking eyes, and she puffed out her cheeks as if she was somehow upset. The most sullen expression in the world.
“Why do you keep pulling it out? My little brother, you look so stiff, it doesn’t even look like you hate him.”
“No, what… … .”
“I don’t understand. I know it’s a bit odd to say this, but isn’t my face pretty even?”
I had to lower my gaze as the face slowly approached me.
A nice scent wafting gently through her water-colored hair. Is it the scent of lavender?
‘This is driving me crazy, seriously.’
The scent of her body, which I had not been particularly aware of until then, was extremely stimulating.
As she said, it wasn’t something she would bring up on her own, but… … Israfil’s beauty could certainly be said to have been created by a goddess.
It’s a different kind of elegance from Lethe.
If I had to make a metaphor, it was the difference between a pretty girl and a beautiful woman. The former was Lete, and the latter was this incomprehensible Israfil who was thrusting at me now.
Even I remember clearly that long ago, when she was a teenager, many, many candidates for sainthood wooed her.
Well, as it turned out, not a single person was allowed to sleep with her.
So there was even a time when there were even evil voices questioning her character.
‘It was all bullshit after all.’
Now that I think about it, those were really funny stories. Didn’t she just prove that things like “I have no sexual desire” and “I like women” were nonsense?
Although I still don’t understand why she would want to prove her normal sexual desire by licking my genitals, which she had considered to be like a younger brother.
“… … Let’s calm down, okay? Sister.”
I put my hand on her shoulder, trying my best to suppress my desire.
There was no escape. Right now, I was facing away from the headboard of the bed, and Israfil had carefully blocked my escape route.
So the first thing we need to do is to make Israfil come to his senses.
I forced a smile and gently patted her shoulder.
“I don’t know what happened, but yeah. If I see my sister doing something so incomprehensible, there must have been something huge. Like, the Cavensia Empire suddenly fell or something… ?”
“… … .”
“… … I understand everything. Yeah. So let’s calm down and have a conversation like intellectuals… … ?!”
But I couldn’t finish speaking. Before that, Israfil grabbed my arm as if he didn’t want to hear any more nonsense from me.
She glared at me, once again holding my wrist tightly to prevent me from escaping.
A gaze so cold that it felt like it would freeze you if you touched it, a gaze I had only seen a few times.
“You know what? Evan.”
Israfil whispered in my ear with a subtle smile in his voice.
“… … Since you were little, you only called me ‘sister’ when you were in trouble.”
“… … .”
“Do you think I look like an easy girl who would die from being called that once?”
That’s right… …! I wanted to shout that with all my heart, but I couldn’t bring myself to let out the words that were at the tip of my tongue.
In fact, up until now, whenever I called her by the name she wanted, she would listen to my every complaint or whining.
For some reason, this surefire strategy didn’t work today.
“An intellectual conversation? Not bad. I like conversations too. But… … . I think I need to vent my anger a little first so I can feel better.”
Israfil chanted in a languid tone, and I let out a sigh of emptiness.
“… … Why are you like this? What the hell is going on? ”
“… … .”
I asked with some seriousness, but I didn’t get any real answer.
Israfil simply twisted her lips into a fierce expression. Her other hand moved towards my lower body once again─.
Sarak… … .
“… … off.”
Israfil Ha’el, who held my things carefully as if he were handling a glass craft that might break if held wrongly.
I felt my heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst at any moment.
An unbearable desire flashed before my eyes.
‘What the fuck… … .’
Along with the feeling of self-loathing, my things stood upright even more. This was separate from feeling embarrassed by her sudden actions.
As expected, a graceful beauty like Israfil is actively showing off her sexiness to me.
If I could endure this skinship with just my mental strength, I would have been revered as a unique saint long ago, regardless of the competition for candidacy or anything else.
In the end, I couldn’t shake her off or push her away, and I just let out a ragged breath.
“… … Right.”
Knock, knock knock knock.
Israfil’s eyes, looking at me like that, curved into a crescent shape. She slowly grabbed my thing and started shaking it.
An obscene trick that is clearly intended to make me vomit out white fluid.
A sticky, slimy feeling I had never felt in the ten years I had been with her made my mind go blank.
Knock knock knock knock… … !
Soon, the action picked up speed. Israfil looked at my occasional facial expressions and moans as if they were cute, while he skillfully stimulated my arousal.
“You should have come out like this earlier, little brother. Honestly, if you liked it. Huh?”
“… … Shut your mouth, you wicked woman.”
I responded fiercely to her teasing, and her smile deepened even further.
and.
Kwak-!
“… … !”
Israfil, who, without any warning, grabbed my genitals with all five of his fingers.
Unlike the gentle caressing until just before, it was a pressure that seemed to crush it.
“… … Don’t you want to speak nicely? Have I forgotten what I’m holding on to? ”
“Ah, you. Wait, wait, sis.”
“And you only call me sister when you’re in trouble. It really upsets me… … ?”
She raised her voice slightly, revealing a meaningful expression, and my face naturally turned pale as I heard her voice.
“… … That’s not it, that’s what it is.”
“You can’t do it.”
Just as I was about to desperately make an excuse, Israfil grabbed the back of my head with a sarcastic mutter.
“… … !?”
And before I can even react in any way, he grabs me.
I was immediately drawn to that force. I fluttered my eyelashes for a moment, wondering what on earth he was going to do.
“Haum.”
Israfil and my lips covered each other. Soft, smooth skin overlapped the corner of my mouth.
A kiss with Israfil that was truly unexpected, something I had never imagined.
I opened my eyes wide and looked at her, and her mysterious golden eyes sparkled with a lustful color, evoking a feeling of ‘obsession’.
Our lips met. Our tongues mingled, and her saliva and mine tangled.
“… … Phha.”
After finishing such a passionate deep kiss, she wiped my lips with her sleeve again.
“… … ! Ugh, uh.”
The hand movements that had been gently stimulating her senses until then suddenly became unrestrained.
Knock knock knock! Israfil’s hand, which moved without any consideration and with only one thought in mind – to drain the water – was tormenting my genitals.
“… … and lusting after my family.”
Israfil looked at me with strange eyes and smiled faintly.
Who on earth is saying such things? They are arbitrarily subduing this ‘family’ and shaking that thing while holding it.
I was so shocked that I felt the back of my neck being pulled, but she calmly came up to my ear.
“… … Haaa.”
And then he forces in a whisper accompanied by hot breath.
Israfil laughed like a devil.
“Cum on my sister’s hand, you pervert little brother.”
“… … !”
Ugh, ugh… … !
That was the limit. The ejaculation that I had been holding back finally rose to the tip of my penis, and I bit my lip hard.
A momentary convulsion as if electricity had run through my entire body. A pleasure so intense that I couldn’t even think of any distracting thoughts.
And from the lower half of my body, I felt a distinct sensation of ‘something’ leaving my body.
After a moment of climax, I let out a ragged breath and looked at Israfil.
To be exact… … the pure white semen that was stuck on every joint of her slender fingers.
My whole body was covered in a sense of emptiness and weakness, but Israfil just smiled faintly, as if he knew my thoughts.
She licked the seed on my hand with the tip of her tongue. Not even having the energy left to point out the act, I just remained silent─.
“You know that, little brother?”
Israfil somehow regained his spirits and spoke with a bright smile on his face.
“Your expression right now… … . looks so wild.”
“… … .”
“Yeah, now I guess we can have a conversation.”
I lowered my head in silence. I didn’t answer, I just kept my mouth shut.
And Israfil waits for me with a disgusted expression, as if he fully understands.
How many seconds passed like that?
“… … Oh, shit.”
I finally let out the curses I had been holding back. The moment Israfil flinched slightly, I grabbed the pillow without hesitation.
As I sat up with the crumpled pillow, Israfil looked up at me with an embarrassed expression.
“… … Okay, wait. Little brother, I’m ready to talk now? Why are you lifting the pillow, ah, wait, oh!? Ouch, oops! Evan, Evan! ”
“Just die, you bitch. No, I’ll kill you right now.”
I started to beat her with my cold eyes.
There is a limit to jokes, and this time they clearly crossed the line.
He had no intention of stopping the beating until I confessed my mistake.
The pillow, filled with divine power, was swung around fiercely, and for a while, only Israfil’s pitiful screams echoed through my living quarters.
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