Chapter 12
Chapter 12
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Dare to Roll Around with That Bitch Instead of Me?! (1)
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“Ugh…!”
My head throbbed painfully. Clutching it with my eyes barely open, I sat up and first took in my surroundings. A cramped room furnished with nothing but a rickety old wardrobe and a bed. I wondered where I was, but then I realized it was the dormitory where I lived.
‘Why am I here?’
My memories were fuzzy. I clearly remembered the coming-of-age ceremony ending and chatting with Nun Rachel about this and that. The problem was everything after that—it was blank, like a white sheet had been laid over it…
Huh? Nun Rachel?
The moment her name came to mind, fragments of memory started falling into place one by one, as if on cue. Before long, my face grew darker and more rigid.
‘No way, right…? Did I really do that?’
I had pounced on Nun Rachel. Even if it was because of the aphrodisiac, I had crossed a line I was supposed to protect. And she was such a pure, innocent girl who knew nothing—I’d done every unforgivable thing in the book. It was like cold water had been dumped on my head; I felt chilled to the bone.
‘No… it was all a dream. Yeah, this has to be a dream. Think about it. Me assaulting Nun Rachel? No matter how I look at it, that’s impossible.’
The memories were crystal clear and vivid, but I desperately tried to deny them. No, I didn’t want to believe it. Just as I was brainwashing myself and trying to stand up—
Squish—
A soft, yielding sensation in my left hand. Goosebumps erupted across my body in an instant, and I turned my head toward it with a rusty creak, like old hinges squeaking.
“Haah…! Priest… right there… there… snore… snore…”
I don’t know when she’d gotten there… Nun Rachel was sitting by the bed, her head nodding as she dozed off. It was more than enough to shatter all the denials I’d been clinging to.
“Mm…?”
She must have sensed me, because her sleepy eyes fluttered open just a bit. Nun Rachel lifted her head slightly to look at me, and I stared down at her with eyes still wide from shock.
For a good ten minutes, our gazes locked. Then her eyes suddenly flew wide open.
“P-Priest! Are you feeling okay?!”
“Y-Yeah… I-I’m fine…”
“I’m so sorry. Yesterday, I lost control and…”
“N-No, it’s okay. These things happen.”
Lost control? Her words brought back how I’d blacked out. Toward the end, she had been the one ravaging me mercilessly. That’s when my body had reached its limit, and my consciousness had faded.
I’d mumbled something after that, but I couldn’t even remember what.
‘Wait a sec… I remember now.’
As I’d collapsed, I’d begged her to take me back to the dormitory. If we went to the church for treatment and the bishop found out, it would blow up into a huge mess—so I’d squeezed out every last bit of strength to say it.
That’s why I was here…
“P-Priest… D-Do you really forgive me?”
Nun Rachel looked up at me with teary eyes.
Forgive? There was nothing to forgive in the first place. If anything, I was the one in the wrong. I should be the one apologizing.
“Huh? Oh… Of course. And yesterday was my mistake. If anything, I should be the one apologizing.”
“What? Why would you…?”
“I got too worked up yesterday and did things to you I shouldn’t have, Nun Rachel. I’m truly ashamed.”
I bowed my head deeply, reflecting over and over.
At the very least, what I’d done was worse than a beast. I wanted to mend this messed-up relationship somehow.
‘But what do I do now…?’
What was done was done. Even if it was the drug’s fault, it was clear our relationship would never be the same.
But pretending it never happened? That came with its own problems.
One thing I’d felt midway through our coupling… She definitely liked me. I’d already learned the hard way from rejecting her confession before how humiliating that could be—I couldn’t just draw a line out of nowhere.
I had to protect what needed protecting without hurting her as much as possible, but that was easier said than done…
“Nun Rachel. Do you like me that much?”
“Huh? Y-Yes! Oh… um…”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, her face flushed bright red. From her reaction, it seemed she’d been crushing on me for a long time. Come to think of it, it’d be weirder if she hadn’t fallen for me. A pretty saintess showing up and offering to help with everything—who wouldn’t be smitten? Even I would’ve been.
After hesitating for a long while, she nodded silently. I reached out and gently stroked her head.
“Then let’s make just one promise, okay?”
“A p-promise?”
“Yeah. What happened yesterday is our little secret—just between us. Don’t tell a soul. Secrets go to the grave with you.”
“…”
“Can you keep that?”
“Yes… Priest.”
Good girl. I’d expected her to at least ask why, but she agreed without a hint of hesitation.
Nun Rachel looked up at me blankly, as if she had something more to say. She swallowed hard and opened her mouth.
“Um, Priest…?”
“Yes?”
“Does that mean… we’re dating now?”
‘Uh… that’s an unexpected question.’
Well, yeah, she’d wonder. We’d already done it, after all. She’d probably think since we’d done everything, we were a couple now… Part of me wanted to say let’s pretend it never happened, but I had no idea what she’d do if I did. I had to choose my words carefully.
“Do you want to date me?”
“…Yes.”
“I’m a guy in his mid-thirties. You sure that’s okay?”
“I don’t care about age. As long as you’re Priest.”
She’s got firm tastes. There was no escape route for me here. Still, I didn’t want to hurt her, so I wanted to end this on good terms for both of us if possible…
“Listen, Nun Rachel. I’m a much worse guy than you think. You really okay with that?”
“Doesn’t matter. I’ll be good to you. Please date me.”
Nun Rachel stared at me with eyes burning with determination. When she put it like that, I had no choice.
“A-All right. Then starting today, we’re dating. But no telling anyone.”
I threw up my hands in surrender, and Nun Rachel’s face lit up with a brilliant smile. She looked happier than ever.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Not long after, Nun Rachel returned to the convent. Left alone in the empty room, I slumped on the bed and tore at my hair in frustration.
‘Ah… this has gotten way out of hand.’
Should I just flat-out reject her? I thought about it over and over, but I couldn’t muster the courage. Honestly, I was scared to even say it.
I’d confessed to—no, been confessed to—multiple times already, so I knew instinctively. Saying that would just make her ravage me even more…
This was all Bishop Lisa’s fault. If she hadn’t fed me that weird drug from the start, things wouldn’t have escalated like this.
Why’d it have to be then, of all times…
With a deep sigh, I jumped to my feet.
What was the point of dwelling on it? I threw on some clothes and headed back to the church.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Thud—thud—thud—
My footsteps felt heavy on the way there. With dark circles under my eyes, I reached the church entrance and spotted an old woman and Bishop Lisa. The culprit behind yesterday’s chaos was chatting amiably with a kind smile, as if nothing had happened. I couldn’t help but let out a hollow chuckle.
As I drew closer, their conversation became faintly audible.
“Thank you. We were really short on holy water… I appreciate it.”
“No trouble at all. I’ll give you more if you need it. How’s your health?”
“Fit as a fiddle, thanks to you. Fit as a fiddle.”
“Glad to hear it.”
Hypocrite. How could someone’s public face and true nature be so different? If people knew that gentle smile hid a devilish grin, they’d be horrified—I didn’t even need to see it.
Anyway, curious what they were up to, I snuck a sidelong glance. Bishop Lisa was handing three vials of holy water to the old woman when our eyes suddenly met.
Smirk—
She curled the corner of her mouth and shot me a scorching look. No words, but her eyes gleamed with lewd intent.
“Bishop. I’ll be going now.”
“Yes, take care.”
I didn’t see that. Didn’t see it. I fixed my gaze straight ahead and hurried on. I didn’t want her grabbing my collar for no reason.
“Priest Isaiah. Where are you rushing off to?”
She’d caught up to me in an instant, tilting her head slightly and fixing me with half-lidded eyes.
“B-Bishop, good to see you.”
“You saw me and pretended not to.”
“Ahaha… Must be a misunderstanding… I didn’t even know you were here…”
Ugh… bad move. I should’ve just sped past. Our eyes meeting was the problem…
Bishop Lisa crossed her arms and smirked like she was enjoying this. She licked her lips slightly and continued.
“The Lord said not to live in falsehood. I hate liars, too. Isn’t it too much to look me in the eye and claim you didn’t see me?”
“…S-Sorry.”
“What’s with you, acting like a proper priest? Do you need more education?”
The word “education” made my whole body shudder. I could endure anything else, but not that—please, no.
“More importantly, how was yesterday? You seemed fine.”
“Pardon?”
“Already forgotten? I told you to come to me if it got too hard.”
Oh, right. I’d forgotten completely. She’d said to find her if I couldn’t handle the drug, but with everything going on, it had slipped my mind entirely.
“Must’ve been tough handling it alone…”
“I… I just endured it. It was manageable.”
“Really? That’s weird…”
“The effect of that drug doesn’t wear off unless you ejaculate inside…”