Mages Are Strange: A Priestess's Day Begins with Prayer
Mages were weird. A priestess's day began with prayer. Not every priestess did so, of course, but Airin was the type to start her mornings that way. Kneeling before the cross in the cathedral, she offered her opening prayer of the day—forgiving the self of yesterday and asking for guidance to do right today. The early hour left the cathedral empty, but her heart brimmed with faith.
"Huu, huoooook♥ Ku, kuoooook♥"
"Squeeze tighter. Yeah? Hurry up!"
"Kuoooook♥ Ku, kuuuk♥"
Sounds drifted from the bedroom in the cathedral. Despite the vulgar moans, Airin pressed on with her prayer. Heilyn, the sister-like figure she'd grown up with—exchanging letters even during academy days in the Holy Kingdom, spending entire nights playing together during breaks back in their hometown Eldaum Village—had gotten pregnant with the saintess's child, yet Airin kept praying.
···? Isn't getting pregnant with the saintess's child a good thing?
Airin pondered the question that bubbled up mid-prayer. Sure, if her close little sister from childhood got knocked up by some random person, it'd hurt. Her innocent younger self would've been heartbroken. But now? After the hero taught her the difference between females and futanari, what did she think?
Not bad at all···.
Of course, if it were some unheard-of stranger's kid, she'd be pissed. But the saintess's child? Anger took a backseat to a casual well, that happens.
"Kuuungok♥ O, ohhh♥"
"Ahh, tighter. More, more♥"
"I-I'm already p-preg···♥ nant···ek♥"
"Then get pregnant again, slut!♥"
···Very vulgar noises.
Airin finally halted her prayer and started stamping her feet in front of the bedroom door. She desperately wanted to fling it open and join in, but···
Absolute bed rest···.
She wasn't alone in there anymore. The new life growing in her belly. That day, the hero's superior genes had pierced Airin's womb dead-on, successfully impregnating her. Divine power and such kept it fully protected—no issues with daily life or even sex—but better safe than sorry.
And so Airin killed time outside the door, listening to Heilyn's moans. How much time passed? The door swung open, revealing the saintess Eli.
"Huuu, oh my. Good morning, Airin."
"Good morning, Saintess."
Thick steam billowed out the wide-open door—vapor from evaporated sweat and love juices.
"You··· had fun, I see?"
"Puhuhu, you bet. Must be nice having an onahole like that."
"Hehe, all thanks to you and the hero."
"Hmng. Is that so?"
Eli smirked as she brushed past Airin. Heilyn's scent clung thickly to her body. Conversely, Heilyn would reek of Eli. No thoughts of stolen away. A lover, maybe—but right now, Heilyn was just a cherished toy, a pet puppy she raised.
"···."
"Hu, he··. Hehek♥"
"Good?"
"Hu, ke♥ Kehek♥"
Airin stepped into the sweltering room and gently pinned down Heilyn's neck as she lay collapsed on the bed. Sweat and drool coated her nape. Sticky fluids seeped between her fingers, leaving a gross sensation.
"Was it good? Yeah?"
"He, hyeok♥ Kwiik♥ Ku, koek♥"
Squelch, blorp.
Every time Airin tightened her grip, Heilyn's body twitched, spewing out the cum piled deep in her womb along with her juices. Semen splattered pathetically onto the bedsheets. Listening to that pitiful sound, Airin bit her lip hard.
No thoughts of stolen. None.
"I love you, Heilyn."
They'd come too far for such thoughts.
⁎ ⁎ ⁎
"Did you meet Airin?"
"Nah, too busy."
"Hmng. Well, could be."
Well past lunch, as they prepared to depart for the capital, Eli spoke up.
"Still, wanna see her before we go."
"'Cause she's pregnant?"
"Obviously. It's my kid."
Kairan gave a small smile.
"Hmng. Gonna say the same to Loren?"
"Puhuhu, that's your kid, isn't it?"
"Well··· yeah, but. She took your virginity, y'know?"
"Later, once everything's done. Won't swing by Starting Village on the way to the capital anyway."
Kairan pulled a chocolate from her inventory and popped it in her mouth. Going direct from Eldaum to the capital beat detouring through Starting Village. Bandits might pop up en route, sure, but Karni alone could handle them.
"What's Karni up to?"
"Ah, probably sleeping? She was out late last night."
"Hmnggg. Got fucked somewhere?"
"No way, not like you, hero."
"Eli saying that?"
Eli chuckled and shook her head at Kairan's question. She and Kairan had way too much in common to judge each other.
"Guess I'll fetch Karni··· Oh, here she comes."
"S-sorry! Late···!"
"Overslept? Onahole getting cocky?"
"Yeah, real cocky, this onahole."
"Sorry···."
Karni's eyes had massive eye boogers, like she'd just woken up. Eli meticulously picked them off one by one, then gripped her head tight.
"Aaaah···!"
"Late again next time, and I'll crush that womb?"
"Y-yeah! Got it! Got itttt!"
Reinforcing her grip with divine power, Eli finally let go with a hmph! and boarded the carriage. Karni slunk in after her, and as Kairan moved to follow, a voice called from behind.
"Hero! Wait!"
"···Airin?"
"Ha, haaa···. Hehe."
Kairan turned to look at Airin. Fresh from a intense round, her body glistened with sweat, kiss marks and bite scars dotted her neck and chest, and traces of juices clung blatantly to her dick.
"Hero."
"Yeah, Airin."
"You leaving?"
"Gotta."
Kairan watched Airin catch her breath, a faint smile on her lips. A spark of happiness bloomed in her slightly hollow eyes.
"Won't tell you to come often."
Airin placed a hand on her belly.
"But swing by sometimes? Hope's waiting too."
Hope. Probably the name for the child in her womb.
"···Yeah, I'll stop by after it's done."
"Hehe, promise."
Airin beamed. Kairan boarded under her farewell wave, urging the carriage onward. Airin kept waving until it vanished over the hill.
⁎ ⁎ ⁎
Four days from Eldaum to the capital. Even accounting for bandits and beasts slowing them down midway, it was blazing fast. Almost like someone intervened.
"A mage."
"Magic can do that?"
"Well··· if it's possible, it happened."
Eli shrugged; she didn't know the details either.
"Felt like three days inside, right?"
"Yeah, but actually more. Maybe a week or two."
"Doesn't make sense."
"Me neither. Knowing the result's pointless if you don't get the process—can't even be sure it's the real answer."
The absence of a mage in Kairan's hero party hit hard once more. Eli had the most magical knowledge among them, but she was a priestess, not a mage. Her info was academy-limited, she said. Karni, from a duke's family, might have basics—but as a born onahole··· er, swordswoman, she knew zilch about magic.
I'm a transmigrator, so it's normal not to know. Weird if I did.
"Well, we arrived, so whatever."
"That so?"
"Yup."
"Gotcha."
Business in the capital was the usual: return the carriage, register at the guild. Eli had warned multiple times they'd get booted without it, so top priority. Small villages might skip it, but a capital city? Standard procedure.
"Kairan the hero, right?"
As they finished registering and headed out, a woman blocked the guild entrance.
"···Mage?"
"Oh, you remember? Long time no see."
Blue hair, blue eyes. She gave off a total blue vibe. The woman from that one-night stay in Starting Village stood before them.
"Hero. What're you doing here··· ugh."
"Oh, you too—long time no see, Saintess."
"Ughhh. Long time··· no see, Archmage Serianne."
Eli grimaced slightly as she spoke.
"Hohoho. No need to hype me up that much. Hm. Had something to say···"
"Something?"
"Forgot! Haha! Anyway, come to the magic tower. I'll think of it by then!"
With that, Serianne's body at the entrance dissolved into water and poured away. Kairan and Eli stared blankly at the spot she'd vanished from.