Chapter 9
Chapter 9
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: What the Hell Did You Feed Me! (2)
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Aphrodisiac? I had no idea. There hadn't been any real reaction in my body yet. But judging from the way she told me to come if I couldn't hold out at night, it was definitely some kind of mild drug. Not knowing exactly what it was kept making me anxious.
'More importantly, where the hell did she even get something like that?'
Suddenly, a scene from the game flashed in my mind. When Bishop Lisa's nighttime activities weren't satisfying enough, the protagonist bought an aphrodisiac and fed it to her, going at it all night long. Bishop Lisa had crossed the limit of pleasure, screaming as if the world was crumbling, begging to be spared. It felt just like that scene was unfolding now.
And the drug she just fed me looked exactly like the one from back then...
Was she remembering me and trying to get revenge?
It was a sudden thought, but after pondering it briefly, I shook my head.
'No, that can't be.'
For starters, her personality was completely different. The Bishop Lisa I knew was demure and modest. Not some hypocrite full of arrogance like this one.
Above all, if she really remembered me, she would've jumped me from the start. This was just a world with the same backdrop. Like I'd said before, it was an entirely different place.
Anyway, I'd think about this later.
'First, I need to deal with the problem right in front of me.'
If it really was the aphrodisiac I was thinking of, it was the one used once or twice in Satta to advance the story, but the issue was I didn't know its exact effects.
No, who reads the fine print on aphrodisiac effects while playing an eroge? If it's an aphrodisiac, you just think, Oh, an aphrodisiac, huh? Who should I use it on?
It couldn't be something that keeps you in heat for a whole day, right? I recalled Bishop Lisa from the game after taking the drug. She'd been ravaged from night until day without even passing out, and... ah... it already felt hopeless just thinking about it. Her line back then was, "Keep going! I can't stop cumming! Hiiik!"
'I'm totally screwed.'
No, but seriously... it couldn't really be that drug... If it was, I'd have reacted by now. Since I was still fine, it probably wasn't...
"Priest Isaiah. Did you return?"
"Ah, yes... Sorry to keep you waiting."
"No, I was praying in the meantime."
Back in the chapel, Nun Rachel smiled at me.
She was holding a Bible in one hand, so it looked like she'd been memorizing it diligently while I was gone.
"More importantly, Priest, did something happen?"
"Pardon?"
"Your complexion looks poor. Did the Bishop say something?"
"Ah, no. Nothing happened. She just called me to say I'd done well today."
"Really? But even so, you seem a bit..."
My expression must have been obvious on my face. I forced a smile, trying to look as kindly as possible.
"B-by the way, Nun Rachel. D-didn't you say earlier that handling divine power was difficult?"
"Ah, yes. That's right."
"Come with me. The work for today is done, and the training hall is empty. I'll help you out a bit."
"Eh? I-is that okay? Aren't you tired today? Didn't the Bishop tell you to rest?"
"When else can we do it if not now? I'll just watch for a little, so hurry up."
I deliberately dodged her questions and shifted the topic.
I didn't want Nun Rachel to see my ugly side, no matter what.
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The spacious training hall behind the church. It was a facility set up for novices to practice, where they learned everything from drawing out holy water to various divine spells. It was usually bustling with novices, so there were always one or two around, but maybe because it was late? The indoor area was deserted.
"Shall we start with magic? Try something you're confident in."
"Yes, understood."
Nun Rachel stretched both arms forward and focused her mind.
Soon, a small cluster of light appeared above her hands.
"Holy Shield!" With her shout, the gathered light spread out, forming a small defensive barrier around her big enough for one person.
'She's doing better than I thought?'
But no sooner had I thought that than faint noise appeared around her, and with a sharp crack, the light shattered and scattered into the air.
"Haa..."
She let out a small sigh, as if utterly drained.
It had to be exhausting.
I had all sorts of benefits like the status window, so I could cast spells without chanting thanks to various assists, but she was different.
Directly manipulating divine power took a serious toll both physically and mentally.
"Can't maintain it, huh."
"Hehe..."
She scratched her head sheepishly. I approached her from where I'd been watching.
"Your stance is unstable. And your focus is scattering. Try it once more. I'll assist you to some extent."
"Yes, I'll give it a shot."
Nun Rachel assumed her stance again and concentrated. I stood behind her, steadying her and providing support.
"Eh, uh? P-Priest Is-Isaiah?"
"Yes?"
"I-it feels like you're too close..."
"Pardon? But I can't assist you properly otherwise..."
Her face flushed as she stammered in considerable embarrassment.
Only then did I realize my mistake.
I'd forgotten that gender chastity norms were reversed here. She was at that vigorous age, so having a man press against her from behind must have been quite stimulating.
"Ah, sorry. Touching your body must be awkward."
"No, it's just... I got flustered."
"Then I'll step back."
"I-it's fine."
"Pardon?"
"You need to help me get the feel, right? It's okay... Hold me from behind."
Was it really okay to hold her? I was fine, but I wondered if she'd even be able to concentrate.
Well, if she needed the help... I pressed against her back again and steadied her posture.
"Ho-Holy Shield!" The light cluster spread out again, forming a small spherical barrier. This time, it held a bit longer.
That aside...
-Sniff sniff
What was this smell?
Strange.
It definitely hadn't been there a moment ago...
A sweet scent. One I'd smelled many times before, but for some reason, I couldn't recall where.
It was a hazy, mood-lifting aroma that entranced me. I held her close, mesmerized, searching for the source.
-Sniff sniff
'What is it? Why does Nun Rachel smell like this...'
I tilted my head slightly to the side.
The thick scent burrowed deep into my nose.
'I want to eat her.'
Had Nun Rachel always looked this sexy? She'd been like a little sister to me. Yet now, she appeared as a highly alluring woman.
Her curvaceous figure had swells where they should be and dips where they ought.
Her breasts weren't as massive as Bishop Lisa's, protruding over her habit, but they were a pretty size that fit perfectly in one hand. I wanted to strip her clothes off and suck on them right then.
"Haa... haa..."
What the hell was wrong with me? I didn't know when it started.
My manhood raged hard under my robes, pitching a tent and steadily eroding my rationality.
I immediately looked down, gazing at the glimpse of her thighs through the side slit and the curve of her ass hugged by her habit.
Her hips were wide too. They'd probably make a nice sound if I thrust into her.
But actually penetrating would be too much...
Just rubbing would be fine, right?
Stopping wasn't even an option in my head. Thanks to the aphrodisiac I'd taken earlier, my body itched to release the pent-up lust immediately.
So I slid my hand down to her waist and up...
Shh... shh...
"Eh? Priest Isaiah?"
I rubbed my cock between her ass cheeks.
"Um... Priest, what are you...? Mmph!"
No... I had to shut this naughty mouth before it could speak. I turned her head and stole her lips, swirling my tongue around.
-Clang!
The barrier shattered soon after. I pinned her against the wall and ravaged her mouth wildly.
"Mmph! Prwiefst...! Hah!"
Was she shocked? Nun Rachel's eyes went wide, staring straight at me. Well, anyone would panic if suddenly grabbed from behind. But I paid it no mind and licked every corner of her mouth, from her teeth onward.
We must have sucked and bitten for about ten minutes like that. At some point, she gave in and started kissing me back.
"Pha..."
"Haa... haa..."
Our lips parted with a long string of saliva. Her face was flushed, eyes half-lidded.
"Priest Isaiah... You started it all first. So... mmph...!"
"Mmph!"
Thud-
She wouldn't listen, so I flipped her over with brute force and pinned her to the floor.
I couldn't move as her lips descended, and we kissed madly like lovers lost in passion.
"Heup! Hahm! He...!"
How did this happen? It wasn't my will at all. Ever since I smelled that scent, my body moved as if possessed.
I felt like I'd go insane if I didn't take her right now.
It was too late to undo what had happened. All I could do was apologize later...
Yeah, la-later... I'd apologize later, and everything would work out somehow.
So for now, I just wanted to enjoy this feeling a bit more.
"Puha...!"
Our lips parted again. Nun Rachel and I gazed at each other, savoring the aftertaste.
"Hehe, I kissed the Priest... Soon, there'll be a baby in my belly, right?"
"Uh, what?"
"You didn't know? Kissing makes babies. Heehee, the Priest is mine now."
Kissing makes babies? For a moment, I wondered if my ears were broken.