episode_0062

※ The IF side story is not related to the main story. In particular, since the probability is low, please enjoy it lightly.

The first place that crossed Etrussia’s mind when she was told to convert to a religious order was a convent. The princess steeled herself as she remembered how she had lost her freedom by waking up early in the morning to pray, continuing to work hard, and going to an uncomfortable bed without being able to talk to each other.

However, the place she arrived at, led by Anastasia’s hand, was not a convent.

“This is my house..”

Etrusia looked up at Anastasia’s house blankly. Although it was smaller than a nobleman’s mansion, it was much larger than an ordinary private house. The well-built stone wall was neat and free of any common ivy. Nothing was planted in the large yard, and because it was located in a sparsely populated area, the house felt isolated. It was a house that seemed to embody the owner.

“Let’s go in.”

Etrusia followed Anastasia, who took the lead. After passing through the empty yard where neither the bright flowers nor the weeds grew, they entered the house together. The house was well-organized, but it was especially empty in terms of household items because the owner, Anastasia, lived alone and was sometimes absent.

“Starting today, you will stay together under my watch. The period is until the sins you committed are washed away.”

Anastasia’s title for the princess had suddenly changed to ‘you’. But Etrusia nodded quietly. Although the Ordelapi family and family did not abandon her, she could not even meet her family without the permission of the Inquisition. Now freedom was a luxury for her.

“…Yes. Anastasia…”

The corners of Anastasia’s mouth naturally went up when she heard the honorific title from the princess who had once sworn at her. The noble hero, the great and beautiful hero, had his wings broken and was locked in her cage. Anastasia couldn’t hide her joy. Now the fate of Etrusia was in her hands.

“I will guide you to the room you will be in. Follow me.”

By climbing the step ladder next to the bed, you could enter the attic entrance on the floor. Etrusia went up to the attic first. The attic was full of dust, probably because it was rarely used, and there was little free space compared to the area. There was a small window in the roof, and a small cross hung on the wall where the chair and desk were placed.

“Clean your room today. Since this is the room you will be staying in from now on, you should clean it thoroughly.”

Etrusia nodded quietly. Unlike other noble ladies, she often camped on the battlefield and was good at taking care of herself, such as simple cooking, but she was bad at cleaning, something that only maids could do. Anastasia, who came back up to the attic for a cleaning inspection, pointed her finger, saying she didn’t like it at all. Without any reward for her hard work, the princess had to stand with her hands folded in front of her and listen to harsh reprimands.

“That’s really bad. Have you forgotten? When you stay with me, you are neither Ordelafy’s daughter nor a princess.”

Etrusia responded with a sigh.

“No. Sorry.”

But Anastasia did not forgive her right away. He pushed his straight black hair behind his shoulder and calmly gave instructions.

“Lift up your skirt and stick out your buttocks to me.

Etrussia hesitated after hearing the shameful command. Of course, the end of hesitation was not rebellion. Anastasia’s palm lightly tapped her exposed buttocks as she lifted the hem of her dress.

“From now on, whenever anything is right for me, I will say thank you.”

“Thank you! Thank you…!”

Etrusia began cleaning again, shaking her buttocks where the palm prints remained. After finishing a hearty dinner that could not be compared to the duke’s dinner, she went back up to the attic and made her bed. Let alone a proper bed, the only bedding was a few blankets. Ironically, since she was used to camping, she didn’t really care. I heard the sound of the lock on the attic entrance being locked. That night, she had the longest night of her life.

The world seen outside the small window was quite unfamiliar to her. Rain was falling in a cloudy sky and hitting the window. The princess put her hand on the window. I felt a coldness that made my hands tingle.

“I’ll never be able to go back again.”

She had no idea that Anastasia would let her go, or that the Inquisition would grant her forgiveness. A sad premonition dominated her mind that she would never be able to see Ordelapi Castle, let alone set foot on her hometown where she was born and raised.

” ”

The princess, who was not even afraid of death, ended up in a prison made of loneliness. A bird trapped in a cage only chirps with beautiful sounds.

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Etrucia pushed open the door to the attic to go to the bathroom. However, the door did not open because it seemed to still be locked. I didn’t think it was a big deal and knocked a few more times, but there was still no sound. It seemed that Anastasia had gone out with the lock on. An ominous premonition came over Etrussia. Then I urgently knocked on the door, but there was no response from the other side. Ordelapi’s daughter would have broken the door or the lock, but Etrusia today could not do that. However, no matter how long I waited, I could not hear the sound of the lock opening. As she looked out the window that couldn’t be opened completely or waited in front of the door again, she felt an unbearable urge to sleep.

“Ugh…Ugh…”

She covered her crotch with both hands, closed her legs, and stamped her feet to hold back urine. However, no matter what I tried, I couldn’t hold in my urine forever.

“Please…no…!”

It was only when it got dark that Anastasia returned from work at the Heresy Inquisition. It was only after I changed into my usual comfortable clothes that I remembered the woman in the attic. Anastasia, unusually embarrassed, went up the stairs next to the bed, holding a lamp. The air in the attic I unlocked and climbed into was cold and heavy. As I turned on the slowly darkening attic with a small light, I saw Etrusia kneeling in the corner of the room. Anastasia, who was worried that she might faint or something, approached her.

“I guess I’ll have to teach you how to say hello again. I can’t even see my face…”

Before she could finish speaking, a pungent smell hit Anastasia’s nose. Etrusia did not ignore her. I was sobbing without even a cloth to wipe away the urine that had accumulated. The sound of sniffling echoed through the narrow attic.

“I’m sorry. sorry. I won’t do that again.”

At that moment, even Anastasia felt a sympathy she had forgotten about. She held Etrusia in her arms. Not paying attention to the yellow traces drying on her skirt, he held her in his arms, patted her back, and stroked her head.

“No. It’s my fault. Let’s go down first.”

Anastasia gave the bathroom to Etrussia. While Etrucia was washing her body, Anastasia cleaned up any traces left in the attic. That day, Etrusia shared the same bed with Anastasia. Anastasia left her in her arms as she fell asleep.

The next day, Etrusia went up to the attic again. But the lock was not locked. Anastasia called her sister, and so did Etrusia. Anastasia had her transcribe battles every day. She went to bed early and woke up early to help Anastasia get ready to go out. She looked like a mere maid. The hand that wielded the sword lifted a mop, and the flowers she had planted bloomed one by one in the garden. Occasionally, whenever a man who had been dating Anastasia came by, Etrucia would listen to the attic floor and hear noises coming from the bedroom. After hearing the sounds of being beaten, Anastasia’s laughter, and the man’s screams, followed by the man and woman’s excited sex, Etrusia lay down on her stomach, crossed her legs, and touched her thighs.

The next day, after the man returned, Etrusia spoke carefully to Anastasia.

“Sister. Well, last night, I had a wrong desire to masturbate.”

According to the doctrine written in the doctrine, masturbation was not something to be done. However, upon hearing Anastasia confess that it was not that she had masturbated, but that she had a desire to do so, she burst out laughing without realizing it. Following Anastasia’s instructions as she sat on the bed, Etrusia took off all the clothes she was wearing. She, who was afraid of being stripped naked and beaten, was made to sit on Anastasia’s thighs.

“Masturbation is a sin. However, relieving sexual desire is not something that should be prohibited. Sister, I will relieve you whenever you find it difficult to bear it, so please do not commit the sin of satisfying your desires alone and come to me.”