Chapter 21
Chapter 21
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Priest, Can You Teach Me That Thing You Did Back Then Just Once More? (1)
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⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Corruption Value has decreased by 1. Current Corruption Value is +16.] Hu...
Exhausting. After three hours of prayer, the Corruption Value only dropped by 1. Considering how much it had risen so far, it was a bleak result. At this rate, it'd easily surpass 20, and if things went really wrong, it might even hit 30. I figured I could somehow endure 20 since I'd been through it once before, but 30 was uncharted territory.
Back then, I might end up wandering around with a raging hard-on twenty-four-seven like some dog in heat, so no matter what, I had to prevent that.
Anyway, the daily limit on reducing Corruption Value was 1. In other words, I had to go at least one day without getting laid to lower it, but that was easier said than done. With eyes glaring at me from every direction, it was damn near impossible.
I needed to cut it down to three or four times a week at minimum, but how the hell was I supposed to do that? There were already several women coming to me every single day begging for it, and turning them down risked all sorts of weird trouble if I wasn't careful.
Thinking about it like this, there really was no solution...
I trudged out of the chapel. Even in this state, my overly excited body wasn't behaving like it used to.
I'm seriously getting hard at the worst times...
I want it.
The pent-up desire felt like it was about to burst. During prayer, unholy thoughts kept flashing through my mind no matter how hard I tried to focus.
"Should I just ask Bishop Lisa for a quick one?"
It slipped out unconsciously, but I quickly shook my head.
I've finally lost it. Even for a thoughtless slip, suggesting something so outrageous... It was absurd even thinking back on it.
Smack smack—
I slapped my cheeks loudly a couple of times to straighten out my scattered thoughts.
"Ha... This won't do."
Memories of yesterday with Guild Master Reina kept resurfacing. Her soft touch gently stroking me, her large breasts warmly embracing me. No matter how desperately I tried to erase them from my mind, they popped up unbidden—like sitting down at the computer first thing after waking up—replaying those moments over and over.
Back in the day, just fantasizing wasn't enough to get me off, but now I felt like I could dash to the bathroom and bust five loads easy.
"Guess I should at least splash some water on my face."
I turned around and headed outside. At this rate, normal daily life was impossible, so I planned to cool my head at the nearby stream.
Chirp chirp—
After being cooped up inside all day, the blinding sunlight hit me as I stepped out. Was it because I was coming from the dark into the bright? My eyes squinted automatically.
The sky was high, the weather perfectly clear without a single cloud—annoyingly nice.
It was the total opposite of my gloomy mood.
"Priest Isaiah!"
As I shaded my eyes with my hand and looked up at the sky, a delicate voice called from afar. I tilted my head and shifted my gaze toward the source.
"Oh, Nun Rachel. How have you been?"
Nun Rachel approached with a bright smile. Flanking her were children half her size, clutching her hands tightly and gazing up at me with wide, sparkling eyes.
Ah... guilt hitting me hard all of a sudden...
Normally, seeing Nun Rachel would fill me with joy first, but today was different. Because of what happened last time, the moment I saw her, the part of my chest called conscience started aching fiercely.
"Yes. I hope you've been well too, Priest Isaiah..."
Nun Rachel's face gradually flushed as she looked at me. Like me, memories of that time must have resurfaced; her eyes lifted slightly, and she pursed her lips.
"Of course. Anyway, who are these adorable young ladies by your side? I don't think I've seen them before..."
"Ah, these are the new additions to the convent. You know... the village nearby that got attacked by monsters..."
She trailed off, her expression turning somber as she looked down at the children. I could easily guess what she meant.
Was it about a month ago? The village right above here was ravaged by monsters, left in near ruins. It created an unprecedented number of refugees and orphans.
I remembered it vividly. When word came from the parish to provide aid, I rushed there, only to find a hellscape.
Crops in the fields all burned, corpses and blood strewn everywhere... I didn't even want to think about it again if possible.
Anyway, these kids must be survivors from that hell.
I let out a deep sigh inwardly and knelt down to meet the children's eyes.
The little ones hid behind Nun Rachel, frightened by the stranger approaching.
I gently stroked their heads, and they slowly began to relax their guard.
"What are your names, little ones?"
"Nana..." "I'm Yuna..."
Nana and Yuna... I committed them to memory.
I smiled and pulled out colorful fruit candies from my pocket, placing one on each of their palms. They glanced at me hesitantly, eyes hot with anticipation as if asking permission, then stuffed them into their mouths hurriedly once I nodded, eyes widening to protect their prize.
"Ma... yummy!" "Candy! Candy!"
Common in my old world, but sweet treats seemed rare here, so they were thrilled. Seeing them bounce around happily brought an involuntary smile to my face.
"Kids, you should thank the priest."
"Thank you!"
"That's right, good girls."
I stroked their heads once more and stood up. And there was Nun Rachel, pressed close to my side—I wasn't sure when she'd gotten so near.
She even wore a dreamy smile, making the muscles under my eyes twitch in embarrassment.
"Priest Isaiah, where were you headed?"
"Ah... Prayed too long, got drowsy, so I was going to the stream to wash my face."
"Oh, I see. Mind if I tag along?"
"To the stream?"
"I was showing the kids around the village anyway. Figured I'd point out the spots... That okay?"
Her eyes sparkled like clear lake water. She was asking so earnestly; I couldn't refuse and just nodded silently.
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Puha!
The cold water on my face finally cleared my head. How should I put it... the heat was cooling off? Sure, it'd flare up again soon because of the Corruption Value, but for now, calming myself was key.
Hah...
I wiped the water from my face with wet hands and plopped down on the spot.
Blinking, I looked ahead and saw the kids had crossed to the other side of the stream sometime ago, splashing around happily.
"How's that? Feeling more clear-headed?"
Leaning on one hand against the ground, a shadow fell over me from above. I naturally followed it upward.
"Yeah, seems like it now."
Nun Rachel bent at the waist, looking down at me. Her eyes dripped with honey like a girl in love.
'Haa... she's aroused...'
I knew it whether I wanted to or not. I'd seen that look plenty of times. Pretending not to notice, I gave an awkward smile and hurriedly looked away.
Hmm...
Getting no particular attention from me, she went into full gear. She sidled right up next to me, closing the distance until I could feel each other's breath.
"Priest... I'm sorry about back then."
"Huh? Back then?"
"You know... last time... that thing..."
I got the gist. She must have been hung up on how I'd fucked her till she passed out. Honestly, since I started it, I had no room to complain, but collapsing first from pleasure must have shocked her.
"I told you it was fine. Don't dwell on it."
"Ah... still..."
"Truth is, I started it, so if anything, I'm the one who should apologize."
"..."
She opened her mouth as if to say more, then closed it again.
A quiet silence stretched between us. Only the rustle of leaves in the wind filled the air until she finally spoke, lips pressed tight.
"Truth is... ever since that day, just thinking of you makes my heart ache."
"...Huh?"
"Haa... haa... I know it's shameless, but could you teach me that thing we did just one more time?"
"..."
"I tried to hold back. Worried I'd hurt you again, I prayed to Saintess Amaness and endured, but the more I did, the more you filled my thoughts... That place where, uh, pee comes out... anyway, it itched like crazy, like I was dying. Priest Isaiah... This time, I won't let it hurt. Could you do that thing to me again? Please?"