Chapter 25
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: Side Story (1) - Genius Mage. Sera.
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Eli.
I deliberately repeat that name to myself. Eli, you were the beginning and end of my life. I loved you just as much as you loved me. No, to be precise, I had no choice but to love you. Without you, I would have just ended up as some ordinary village girl.
Yeah. In the end, if I trace it all back, everything started from the entrance exam at Apenheim Academy.
The scenes from that day are still so vivid, like I could reach out and touch them. Luca's excited gestures at the thought of going to the city. The adults scolding me for no reason. And amid all that, your warm hand calmly holding mine. If only I could go back to those innocent days when we knew nothing... Is that wish just mine alone?
Anyway, that day was incredibly important for us. If things went well, we could escape that boring rural life. You, Eli, strangely didn't seem to share that hope, but at least Luca and I thought that way. I prayed that magical talent would bloom in me, letting me leave Lorenheim behind.
And as you know, Luca was turned away at the academy gates. He had no talent as a mage.
But you and I passed. Because someone among us showed dazzling talent. We didn't know exactly who, but they made a huge fuss, saying it might be a once-in-a-millennium genius mage.
Looking back now, it seems you already knew how to hide and conceal your magic power back then. You understood perfectly how to avoid unwanted attention.
But you didn't know how to hide it from a friend. You overflowed with talent in everything... except one thing. You had no talent for lying. Tormented by the fact that you'd hidden the truth, you ended up confessing everything to me. That you were the genius mage. But you hid it because you hated drawing attention.
What were you hoping for when you told me that? Maybe you thought your one true friend would understand your heart and soothe your soul, tainted by deceit.
...
Maybe... that's how it should have been.
But you know. I didn't do that. Instead, like the fool who thought herself clever, I tried to exploit your talent. If we could fool the gatekeeper, tricking the examiners would be easy. If you didn't want it, why let it rot? Better for me to use it, I said.
Looking back, it was so stupid, but back then I was obsessed with affection. Unlike you, who was mature and smart even as a child, I was a troublemaker who threw tantrums. I wanted the adults to love me like they did you. I wanted to be recognized as special. I thought it was my only chance.
It was a thought only a child could have. A young, foolish me could think that way. And you were young too, eager to unburden your heart, so you accepted my proposal readily.
If we'd been a little smarter and more mature back then, would our futures have been different?
What happened next, you know. Immature but excessively capable, you fooled the examiners perfectly, and I entered the academy hailed as the genius mage, just as I wanted. And fearing my ugly lie would be exposed without you, I threw a fit to get you and Luca enrolled too. The academy, desperate not to lose a once-in-a-millennium genius, accepted it.
Our precarious scam began like that. I worked desperately to live up to the title of genius mage, and when effort alone wasn't enough, you stepped in. There were many close calls, but it was pretty fun. The thrill of keeping our secret just between us was exhilarating.
But it all ended when Luca was expelled from the academy. That day, you said for the first time that you wanted to end it all. I knew it would end someday, but I desperately clung to each day hoping it wouldn't be today.
I asked why now, even though I knew the reason. Naturally, you couldn't answer. How could a girl in the throes of puberty say it? That you wanted to be with Luca. That you liked him so much you didn't want to attend an academy without him.
No matter what anyone said, I was your closest friend, so I understood without words. I wanted to tell you. That I loved Luca too. That I liked him just as much as you did. So please don't leave because of him. If you did, I'd lose the two people I loved most in the world at once.
But I couldn't say it. It wasn't fear you'd take Luca completely from me. Quite the opposite. I feared you'd yield Luca to me too. That terrified me.
You've yielded everything to me so far. If you gave up Luca too, what would be left for you? You'd devoted your entire life to me, and if I took even him... What would you have to live for? No matter how stupid, selfish, or trashy I am, I knew that much. Even conscience would say I couldn't take Luca from you, who'd yielded everything.
If I did, you—who loved me unconditionally, my one true friend—might stop loving me. So I let you go without a word.
...In the end, looking back, Eli.
What I'd wanted all my life... was just someone's love.
Bang.
Ah.
Another one is coming.
"Saintess."
The confessional door swung open, and a man walked in. Normally, confessionals have a screen between the devotee and priest so faces can't be seen, but not here. Of course, normal common sense doesn't apply here. Confessionals don't usually stock contraceptives, and priests don't wait wearing just a thin cloth.
The one common sense that rules here: the priest fully protects the devotee's secrets.
"You've kept me waiting long."
He pulled his pants down slightly as soon as he entered. I bit my lip at the sight of it, rigidly erect even through his clothes.
"Yes. What sin have you come to confess today?"
"Why so formal? The only thing that's hard..."
He fully dropped his pants, and his rigid cock sprang out. He'd only seen my face, but he was already panting, fully aroused at the thought of ravaging me.
"No purpose, no sacrament. You know that, right?"
"Of course I have a purpose. To taste the body of the famous miracle Saintess..."
He licked his lips greedily as he stared at me. His sticky gaze made dragging this out feel pointless.
"Understood."
I finally nodded and spread my arms wide. Then I recited the prepared line.
"Then, come into the embrace of the benevolent Goddess of Life, Ennesic."
"Yes, Saintess."
He smiled. And slowly approached me.
"Haaah..."
With tense breaths, the nun's habit barely covering my body was slowly peeled away. Since my sacred body wasn't allowed undergarments, my slightly hardened nipples were exposed the moment it came off.
It wasn't excitement at the thought of being violated soon. My body was just hypersensitive from staying like this all day. Even during worship, I'd been this way, so devotees focused more on the curves protruding through my clothes than the service.
This man must have waited all this time for a sight like mine.
"Haa... what a good scent..."
He buried his nose in my neck, sniffing, then lifted his head to stare. Asking for a kiss? I hesitated, then lightly touched his lips.
But he had no intention of keeping it light. The moment our lips met, he thrust his tongue in roughly, exploring every corner of my mouth. Drool spilled from my lips unwittingly, heat rising, skin flushing red. He savored my mouth nearly suffocating me, then grinned in satisfaction as he circled my nipples.
"Haa... ah... haaang..."
Lewd moans escaped me as his fingers naturally slid downward. Toward the place no mortal could dare touch. Toward the basest, reddened fruit on this sacred woman's body.
"Aaah...!"
The instant his fingers touched there, I cried out in ecstasy and instinctively clung to him. Yes, just a habit. But such excuses wouldn't work on him, nor did I intend to bother. He stroked my hair while madly probing inside.
"Huaaah... it's like a dream... that the sacred Saintess... that Sera... is such a vulgar, slutty woman..."
"Don't... haaang..."
No matter how I tried to deny it, when his two fingers rubbed my sensitive spot, I climaxed lightly, body shuddering. Love juices gushed like urine, staining the floor thickly. Surrendering to his skilled fingers that ravaged my insides like during the kiss, I climaxed and squirted whenever he wanted.
"Ah... haa... ha..."
"Now then..."
He licked my lips like tasting candy, then pushed me down. Spreading my legs, he inserted just the tip.
"Aaah... aaaaah...!"
Not my first time, yet men's cocks always felt too huge inside me. That's why the men I slept with felt satisfaction from the insertion alone. Even average ones made me react intensely, deluding them into thinking they were huge. Maybe I was born to please men, a natural whore.
"Going in now, Saintess...!"
"Ah... aheuk... aaaak...!"
So tight. It hurts. This can't possibly fit. I think that every time, but traitorously, my body always takes them fully. And when their massive cocks pierce me completely, everything goes white, leaving only pleasure in my mind.
Today, as always, I climaxed from a stranger's insertion, arching my back.
"Haaaaang!"
"Haa... haha... kuhup... ahaha..."
The man sneered at my obscenely intense orgasm. Then he began moving his hips very slowly.
"Ah... haang... haa..."
"Feeling good, Saintess? No, a woman anyone can fuck for money isn't a saintess. Just a filthy slut."
It stung because it was true. Unable to deny it, misery welled up, tears threatening. I didn't leave that village for this. I didn't abandon everyone for this.
"Hic... h-heuk... aheuk..."
So lonely. Achingly lonely, my whole body chilled. In the bone-chilling cold, I instinctively sought his warmth, clinging to him. Terrified even this man might abandon me, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist, hugging tight.
"What's this, lewd Saintess? My cock tastes that good?"
"Ah... haeut..."
Without answering, I met his eyes, then pressed my lips to his first this time. Like a traveler quenching desperate thirst, I licked his lips repeatedly, craving affection.
"Good, good... that's how you should be...!"
With a spirited grunt, he lifted my body. Gratefully, he shook his hips while holding me tight. Wanting to repay him, I bucked enthusiastically too.
"Ugh... ah... shaking like that suddenly...!"
"Haa... haa... aaang...!"
I shook my hips passionately, kissing him, desperately clinging. Then I felt body heat. Felt loved. The loneliness in my heart faded.
But I need more. Warmth deep inside. Your hot thing.
"Ah... aueuk... almost... aaa...!"
Hearing my wish, he gritted his teeth and groaned. No contraceptive, so he planned to pull out, but I held him tight, refusing to let go.
Love me. Give me love. Please. I want to be loved.
"Ah... euk... aaht...!"
Unable to hold back, he slammed his cock deep inside and stopped thrusting. Imagining what came next, I opened my mouth.
Soon, hot semen filled me, and a moan of joy escaped.
"Haa... haaaang...!"
"Euk... ah..."
He poured every drop inside me. I loved it so much I kissed him again.
"Huaaah..."
When he pulled out, semen overflowed, mixing with love juices to wet the floor. I tried to scoop it back regretfully, but my body went limp, mind hazy. Still, I managed a faint smile.
Are you watching, Eli?
I'm being loved like this.
I don't need anyone else anymore.
Because everyone loves me.
Love overflows in my belly, more than enough.
So, Eli. Luca. You don't have to worry about me anymore.
Dead people can't love me anyway.