Renounce the Saintess

"With this... it has been confirmed that Hyunwoo-nim is the true Pope recorded in the Gospel."

"No, seriously, stop trying to frame me as some kind of pervert!"

Saintess Emilia withdrew her supernatural power and, before I knew it, had closed the distance until she was right in front of me.

"Pope-nim... I am truly moved."

With a soft, steady breath, she carefully took my hand.

Then, without a word, she slowly guided my hand onto her own ample chest.

A soft texture.

The elasticity hidden within.

Even the weight was unmistakable.

I had the illusion that I could feel her heartbeat beneath my palm.

It was too close, too vivid.

I flinched instinctively, but I am a man, after all.

In my heart, I wanted to grab those soft breasts and pull her into an embrace, but... I pulled my hand away in a hurry, barely clinging to my reason.

Because I am a man who intends ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to become a hero.

"...More importantly, Hayeon-nuna!"

As if to shake off this bizarre atmosphere, I turned my head sharply.

"I just... since you said you were taking the Saintess candidate exam, I only came here to cheer you on!"

At my words, Hayeon-nuna wore a look of 'oops' for a moment, but she soon straightened her posture and stood neatly.

"Ah, right... yes, that's it. That's correct. Saintess Emilia. I, Yoo Hayeon, have come to this place to become the next Saintess!"

"Ho-ho... A Saintess candidate who calls the Pope 'Nuna'. This is quite interesting."

Saintess Emilia’s gaze changed.

Her posture, with her legs spread wide, remained the same, but her eyes were now entirely focused on a new prey... no, a new point of interest.

Hayeon-nuna, receiving her gaze, adjusted her nun’s habit with trembling hands.

Even so, she stated her name clearly, and her posture did not falter.

That sight of her back somehow looked admirable.

...Right. Originally, this was the reason we came here.

But.

"Then, I will ask for the sake of procedure. If you are the Pope’s 'Nuna', then your purity must have already vanished, either by being forcibly penetrated or by taking a pussy-kick... right?"

"Yes? No... I, I’m still a virgin..."

"...What?!"

Saintess Emilia’s eyes went round.

"A female who lived with the Pope... has maintained her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠purity past adulthood? This is, this is the innate quality of a Saintess! It is the 'Immaculate Pussy' permitted by the Goddess!"

As if genuinely awestruck, she clasped both hands over her chest and trembled.

Her gaze was filled with a sense of wonder, as if she were facing the 'Guardian of the Holy Blood' that only appeared in the Gospels.

"Hehe... then, do I at least qualify as a Saintess candidate?"

"Of course! Sister Hayeon, you have come to the right place! To think that in my generation, I would see the legendary Pope and such a magnificent Saintess candidate at the same time... I’m so moved I feel like I might pee myself!"

Drip, drip...

By some turn of events, we were now a group consisting of the 'Pope' and the 'most promising Saintess candidate'.

And so, the Director, Hayeon-nuna, and I followed Saintess Emilia’s lead.

Walking under the guidance of other nuns, we arrived at a room so lavish and brilliant that I wondered if such a place had even existed inside the cathedral.

"Unexpectedly, there was such a luxurious space inside the cathedral..."

"Well~. After all, religion runs on money."

According to that passage, the church had placed great importance on wealth and luxury since ancient times.

The Director had explained this story of 'corruption' as if it were nothing at all.

'As expected, this place is a cult...'

By the way, is it really okay to make Hayeon-nuna the next Saintess in a cult like this?

Honestly, if I had known the church in this world was like this, I would have just told her not to become a nun in the first place.

Above all, if Hayeon-nuna really becomes the next Saintess, won't she end up like Saintess Emilia, wearing see-through rags and dancing the 'Omanko Dance' in front of the believers under the guise of prayer?

'...That might actually be a turn-on?'

...No, that’s not it!

Even so, is this right?

I looked at Hayeon-nuna with concern, fearing she might become the ace of a giant sex-village under the name of Saintess, but.

"Hyunwoo-ya, Hyunwoo-ya! Did you hear? I think I really made a good impression on Saintess Emilia, right?!"

"Ah, yeah..."

"Yes! What if I really become the Saintess?! Hehe... Director, I was worried because I crammed for a few days to fill the gaps, but... I have a feeling I’m really going to make it!"

"I see. Well done, Hayeon-ah. If you become the Saintess later, I would be grateful if you could perform the 'Dance of Blessing' that our cathedral gives every month."

"Oh~ that much is a given! Not just every month, but every week, I’ll swing my hips back and forth and dance diligently while scattering my love juice!"

Hayeon-nuna was already shaking her hips back and forth lewdly as if she were already a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Saintess, her breasts jiggling along with them.

And the Director, as if her own daughter had just been hired by a major corporation, was wiping the corners of her eyes with her small hands, even... shedding tears.

'...Honestly, I can’t bring myself to tell her not to be a Saintess right there.'

Yeah, since it’s come to this, let’s just think positively.

It’s a world where half the women walk around in the summer with their upper bodies bare and no bras, complaining about the heat ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠anyway.

Isn’t it better that she’s at least wearing clothes in a place like this?

Besides, no matter what, it’s a job where you don’t have to worry about social standing or money.

Yeah, yeah... it’s a good thing...

...It is a good thing, right?

While I was brainwashing myself, unlike Hayeon-nuna who was rejoicing, I was honestly just feeling troubled.

"Haa..."

"Hm?"

"Hyunwoo-ya, why are you like that? Sighing on such a good day..."

"Well, Hayeon-nuna might be fine... but I was suddenly pushed into becoming the Pope out of nowhere."

"Ah..."

"Certainly..."

The two of them seemed to have only just recalled the situation I had been in a moment ago.

The Director and Hayeon-nuna nodded, remembering how I had been the only one resisting in front of Saintess Emilia earlier.

"Hyunwoo-ya, do you not wish to become the Pope of our church?"

"Yes. Obviously... I’m not even a religious person to begin with, and I already have my own dream."

"Right... Hyunwoo’s dream was to be a hero."

"Yeah... but if I’m suddenly told to be the Pope, won’t that put a lot of restrictions on my future hero activities?"

And that wasn’t all.

I was currently just a sidekick with a mentor hero in charge of me, not a full-fledged hero.

If I became the Pope, the church might protest, saying, 'How dare you use the Pope as a sidekick?', and it could even cause trouble for my mentor, Baek Seungha, who had given me this opportunity.

Plus, I heard briefly that if I become the Pope, I have to go around here and there for missionary work, just like Saintess Emilia who is currently touring the country...

'Something tells me... missionary work in this world won’t be normal...'

Thinking of Emilia-nim, who had suddenly spread her legs and danced the Omanko Dance under the guise of a Dance of Blessing, I didn’t know what kind of lewd things I might end up doing as the Pope under the guise of missionary work.

Before I ended up ejaculating on the faces of women who called themselves believers, it was time to stop.

"Haa... Director. Is there any way to refuse this?"

"Hmm... Then I shall go back to the Saintess now and tell her myself."

"Oh! Then I’ll follow you too. Besides, if the Director goes alone, the nuns guarding the Saintess’s room might just ignore you, calling you a little shrimp."

"W-well... I’m not that small!"

No, you are small.

Watching the Director give me soft little punches, we decided that the two of us would go and come back quickly.

"Nuna, I’ll be right back."

"Yeah... come back safely, Hyunwoo-ya."

After Hyunwoo and the Director left the VIP room.

A moment of silence.

Then, Kang Hayeon, who had flopped onto the canopy bed with a somewhat hollow feeling, didn’t know what to say.

It was clearly a bad thing for Hyunwoo, and it was right that he should do that... but it was also true that she felt a bit of regret.

"If Hyunwoo becomes the Pope... it means we could travel the world together for the rest of our lives..."

And according to the church’s doctrine, it was written that the Saintess’s virginity belonged only to the Goddess or the Pope.

In other words, it meant that as long as she was the Saintess, if she played her cards right, she could have lovey-dovey sex with Hyunwoo.

Suddenly, she kicked the floor of the bed with her feet while lying face down, squealing "Kyaa~!" as if happy at that fact.

That was when it happened.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Ah, are they back already?"

Hayeon, who had jumped up from the bed at the sound of the knock, ran to the door to open it quickly.

But... suddenly, at the point of grabbing the handle, something felt strange.

'Come to think of it, has Hyunwoo ever... knocked and waited like this?'

Should I call him a real man’s man?

Hyunwoo always knocked, but he had a habit of opening the door immediately without waiting for permission.

Thanks to that, Hayeon would often be on her phone at such times, only to sit in front of the door with her legs spread, opening her labia to masturbate.

Hyunwoo, witnessing her masturbation as if it were a 'mistake' the moment he walked in, would always apologize and run away.

And Hayeon would finish her masturbation by using that cute younger brother’s behavior as fuel to scatter her juices.

...But for Hyunwoo to wait this long.

Something was suspicious.

No, before that, it didn’t feel like Hyunwoo.

So, Kang Hayeon took her hand off the doorknob and stepped back.

"Who is it outside? It’s not Hyunwoo or the Director, is it?"

"......"

"Or is it Saintess Emilia?"

"...Saintess Emilia, huh... You’re already acting all friendly just because you looked pretty to her?"

"......Who are you?"

Had they used supernatural power from behind the door?

A voice with a hard-to-understand quality, as if it had been mosaic-filtered, drifted in, and soon, the unknown person issued a warning to Kang Hayeon.

"Sister Kang Hayeon. Don’t act up for nothing, and quietly renounce the Saintess candidacy yourself."

"W-what did you say?!"

"If you don’t..."

"I’ll rape your virginity away with 'lesbian scissoring sex'....!"