Chapter 169: What I Want
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 169: What I Want
“I’ll kill her! I swear I’ll kill her!”
“Teacher! No, Teacher!”
Evangeline, upon hearing that she was not the first to have sex with him or to get pregnant, flew into a frenzy, rampaging around the cabin.
Even without Elesis, she never would have been the first because of Beatrice, but Evangeline had been indulging in a kind of mental victory at that point.
The pregnancies were only a day or two apart, and since she was determined to be the first to give birth, it was as good as being the first to get pregnant.
But now—with the revelation that Elesis had gotten pregnant over a month earlier—Evangeline absolutely could not accept Elesis surpassing her and giving birth first.
“No! No, no, I’m going to be the first one to have the baby!”
The result was the scene unfolding now.
She was determined to claim the first birth, even if it meant killing the child in Elesis's womb. It was a truly heinous act that would have horrified any listener, but… she wasn't human.
She was a witch who could crush the horrified humans staring at her like ants. A being who could eliminate the child in Elesis's belly without any trouble.
Yohan, knowing this all too well, threw his entire body in her way to stop her. Fortunately, in the face of his magic nullification, even the title of the strongest witch was meaningless.
“Please, calm down!”
“No, I won’t!”
“Alright! Then let’s do this!”
But at this rate, it seemed his daughter would surely be killed, so Yohan had no choice but to offer a compromise.
A solution that could satisfy himself, Elesis, and Evangeline. Just then, an idea flashed through his mind.
“Let’s postpone the pregnancy!”
“…What?”
“Let’s postpone the pregnancy! That works, right!?”
Unable to comprehend what Yohan was saying, Evangeline froze, staring at him blankly. It's often the case that people break down like this when they can't understand what someone is saying.
That breakdown was exactly what Yohan had been aiming for. It bought him time to explain things to the stunned Evangeline.
“What… what do you mean?”
“We have Agapeite! We can make it so the pregnancy never happened, at least until you give birth, Teacher!”
“…Is that possible?”
“It is. We just have to stop time for her womb.”
If the organ's time was stopped, the child's growth would stop too. In effect, they could put the pregnancy on hold.
Yohan himself didn't know if it was actually possible, but what mattered right now wasn't feasibility. It was all about how plausible it sounded!
And indeed, Yohan's words were so plausible that Evangeline began to be swayed.
“…Really? You'll really do that for me?”
“Yes, right now if you want.”
“Hmph, hmph. If that's the case… Yohan. My lovely disciple. Your lovely teacher commands you—go and do it at once!”
With those words, Evangeline readily sent Yohan off to Elesis. In truth, there was no downside for her.
She could prevent Elesis from giving birth first, and there would be no harm done in the process. No harm meant she wouldn't incur Yohan's hatred.
There was no reason to stop it. In fact, she should be encouraging it.
And so, with Evangeline's permission, Yohan went with Agapeite to find Elesis.
“…So, you came to me for that kind of reason?”
“Yes.”
Elesis let out a hollow laugh as she looked at Yohan and Agapeite. He really was a man who effortlessly surpassed her imagination every single time.
Coming to her for a reason like this? If any man other than Yohan had come to her for such a purpose, she would have sent him back to God's side personally.
The only reasons she didn't were because she cherished Yohan that much, and because Yohan himself didn't have any ill intentions.
“I suppose I have no choice. If I refuse, that high-and-mighty witch will come to kill me herself, so what can I do? A lowly human like me can only obey.”
“She wouldn't kill you.”
“Didn't she say she'd kill my child? That's the same thing.”
Seeing Elesis's grim determination—that she would rather die than see her child killed—Yohan thought it was a good thing he'd brought Agapeite.
If Agapeite hadn't been there, Evangeline would have eventually killed Elesis's child, and if that had happened, Elesis would have killed herself in turn.
“Fine. Do as you wish.”
Elesis said, baring her stomach. Her smooth, toned abs, honed by rigorous training, were revealed, and Agapeite reached a hand toward them.
As the cold touch landed on her belly, Elesis flinched, her body trembling as she looked at Agapeite. But Agapeite, ever the witch, paid Elesis's reaction no mind and proceeded with the magic.
Time stopped. Elesis felt as if a great void had opened up inside her womb. She gently stroked her belly and looked up at Yohan.
“…Is this really okay?”
“It's fine. You know who I am.”
“True, I can trust you.”
Elesis, who believed Agapeite to be Margaret, nodded, thinking that the skills of a witch she had known for quite some time must be reliable.
Having finished the procedure, Agapeite stood up and immediately tried to leave the church.
“Ugh, I can't stand being in a place like this any longer. Yohan, is it alright if I go on ahead?”
“Yeah. Go on.”
“Well then, I'll be—”
Before she could finish her sentence, Agapeite vanished. She must have stopped her own absolute time and fled the scene, returning straight to the cabin.
Watching her disappear, Yohan pictured Agapeite scurrying back to the cabin all by herself in frozen time and let out a small chuckle.
Seeing Yohan suddenly burst into laughter, a confused Elesis tilted her head, not understanding the reason.
“…What's so funny?”
“Oh, nothing.”
“I don't think this is a situation to be laughing about…”
“Hm?”
When Yohan tilted his head as if he didn't understand, Elesis scowled sharply at him.
She reached out, took Yohan's hand, and brought it to her own abdomen, making him gently stroke it.
“Our child is in this state, and you can laugh?”
“Ah…”
“You look like you didn't even consider it. What, did you not care about our child at all?”
Hearing Elesis's words, Yohan pressed his lips together. She was right. The sudden pregnancy hadn't felt real, and having seen the child's grown-up form in the future—a major spoiler—any anticipation for how his child might grow up had already vanished.
Besides, this pregnancy had been an unwanted accident from the start. Yohan didn't think he wanted a child yet.
But to say that out loud would be an incredibly scummy thing to do—
“You're right. To be honest, I never wanted a child.”
Objectively speaking, Yohan was exactly that kind of scum.
Elesis looked shocked, as if she couldn't believe he could say such a thing, but Yohan paid her no mind and pulled her toward him instead.
“What I wanted was you, Elesis.”
“Y-You? What are you doing…?”
“Normally, doing it right after getting pregnant would be dangerous, but…”
It was fine now. The fact that time in her womb had completely stopped meant, in other words, that it was perfectly protected physically.
“Wanna do it?”
“—Are all men like this? Honestly, what goes on in your head?”
“I was just thinking, I don't think we've ever done it while you were in your nun's habit.”
As he approached with a grin, Elesis gave him a slightly exasperated look but didn't push him away or refuse.
Yohan, smiling in satisfaction, embraced Elesis and headed for the inner room.
To the room forbidden to ordinary parishioners, a room for nuns only.
“You said you eat and sleep in here.”
“Yes. So if you make too much of a mess…”
“Hmm. To avoid making a mess, you'll have to take it all, Elesis. Right?”
Yohan said, pointing to his mouth, and then to his groin. He meant she had to take it herself, one way or the other. Hearing this, Elesis looked humiliated, but Yohan didn't care.
Swoosh— Yohan's hand caressed the nun's habit covering Elesis's body. He'd thought so since he first saw it; the material felt just like stockings.
He stroked the soft, plush fabric that felt better the more he touched it—then gripped it tightly, about to rip it apart.
“Wait.”
“…?”
“…This is the only habit I have. It would be a problem if you ripped it.”
“Ah.”
Nuns are frugal. Acknowledging this fact, Yohan tried not to tear her clothes.
“Then, first, your chest…”
Habitually placing his hand on her chest, Yohan realized there was no opening for him to slip his hand through and—Riiip—tore the nun's habit.
And then, a moment too late, he remembered what Elesis had just said.
“Ah.”
“…You.”
He wouldn't have a leg to stand on if she cursed him out for having nothing but dick for brains.