Chapter 105
Chapter 105
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 105
Chapter Title: A Suspicious Banquet
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“How’s your back?”
“I can’t walk. Feels like my spine’s snapped.”
“You’re not just faking it to stay in my arms, are you?”
“......Someday, I’ll give that a try.”
I was carrying Lize princess-style as we descended the stairs.
She rested her head on my shoulder, wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, and pressed her chest flush against mine, rubbing up against me shamelessly. Her legs clamped around my waist like a vice.
With her in that position, my hands had no choice but to support her butt. It naturally turned into kneading her cheeks, but Lize didn’t care one bit and just molded her body even closer to mine.
Not that we were the type to get embarrassed over something like this anymore. We’d already seen and done it all last night. We’d come too far to blush over a little butt-groping.
‘......Why won’t this erection go down?’
Of course, that lack of reaction was only for Lize. I had to desperately fight to calm my lower half, which was rearing up again at the feel of her ass under my palms.
To distract myself, I glanced outside. A hemispherical sun blazing in vivid orange was slowly sinking beyond the horizon.
Since Lize had come looking for me late at night, we’d spent nearly fifteen hours tangled up in bed.
And judging by how my lower half was still raring to go, I could’ve kept at it even now if I wanted. We’d only stopped because Lize was completely exhausted and limp.
Even I thought it was weird. After pouring everything into Lize for that long, not only wasn’t I tired, I didn’t even hit the refractory period. Was this physically possible?
It was hard to brush off as a joke like, “It’s because your body’s too damn hot.” The more I thought about it, the more questions piled up.
Holding those doubts inside, I carried Lize down to the first floor. The knight captains, gathered on the lobby sofas as if on cue, all turned and stared daggers at us. My body twitched involuntarily.
The nuns waiting near the walls exchanged glances, then grabbed armfuls of cleaning tools and rushed up the stairs en masse. Their eyes, tinged with something like awe, brushed past me.
Before long, the lobby held only me with Lize plastered to me, and the knight captains shooting us scorching glares.
Lize had long since buried her face in my shoulder, giving up on any conversation. I just let out an awkward laugh. Erika and Iris shook their heads slowly, their faces screaming utter exasperation.
Only Claudia waved at us with her usual booming laugh.
“Wow, Delta! Long time no see! I was starting to think you’d vanished.”
“......Yes, Captain Claudia. It’s been a while.”
A mischievous grin spread across her face.
“Just how insatiable are you? Lize can’t even think straight. That good, huh?”
“......”
“No need for that look. You think I’m asking you? Don’t worry. We’re not that mean.”
Claudia strode toward me. As her footsteps grew closer, the arms around my back tightened. The thighs wrapped around my waist squeezed even harder.
“Right, Lize? This is a question for you, not Delta.”
“......”
Lize clung to me, clearly trying to dodge any answer.
A hand planted itself on her shoulder.
“Right?”
“I-I won’t say—!”
“Now, now, you know better.”
Claudia roughly pried Lize off me with brute force. Her limbs flailed wildly in the air.
Lize wasn’t weak by any means, but her opponent was on another level. Claudia effortlessly hoisted the wriggling Lize with one arm and slung her over her shoulder like a sack.
Lize shot me a desperate plea for help. Just as I moved to intervene, a pair of pink eyes turned my way.
“Delta.”
“Y-Yes?”
“We girls need to talk privately, and you must be starving after skipping meals for so long. How about stepping out for some food while we chat?”
Something flew from her left hand toward me. I caught it on reflex. A brooch—half sun on the left, half moon on the right.
“The inquisitor left it this morning. Means you’re a guest of His Holiness the Pope. Supposedly gets you free rein at any shop in the Holy Lands. Go hit up the fanciest place you can find.”
“......Don’t they serve food here at the inn?”
“Sorry, we’re all out. Go eat outside.”
“But we could just—”
“I’m about to grill Lize on how she sucked your dick, how many times you creampied her, how many orgasms she had—the works. Wanna stick around and listen? I won’t stop you if you do. Might even be better for Lize; she’ll blush harder with you here.”
“Understood, Captain Claudia. I’ll go eat and come back.”
I backed off meekly. No way to argue after she’d said all that right in front of me. And like she said, my presence would only embarrass Lize more.
Lize, who’d been squirming and muttering about why say that in front of Delta, soon slumped in resignation, sensing her fate. Her face screamed defeat.
“Don’t worry, that was a joke. Like I said at first, it’s just girl talk. Will take a few hours, so take your time eating.”
A joke, huh? Sure.
I could easily guess the questions Lize faced. Way dirtier than what Claudia had thrown at me—no doubt about it.
“......Got it.”
“Hey, Claudia? I’m hungry too—”
“There’s food left, so eat while you talk. It’s not like you can’t speak with your mouth full.”
Claudia brazenly contradicted her own “no food left” claim, then marched up the stairs with Lize over her shoulder. The two soon vanished above.
Iris met my eyes, looking like she had a ton to say, but decided to hold her tongue and followed them upstairs.
Erika was last. As she started up after Iris, she paused mid-step and scanned me up and down.
Her gaze suddenly locked on one spot.
She was trying to be sneaky, but it was pointless. Even her “hidden” stare was blatantly aimed at my crotch.
“Why are you staring like that?”
“Eek?! Oh, n-nothing! Take your time eating, Delta!”
Erika startled like she’d seen a ghost and bolted up the stairs. She probably didn’t realize that made her look even more suspicious. Well, ignorance is bliss.
Left alone in the lobby, I silently wished Lize good luck. I could already picture her surrounded by the three, fielding a barrage of filthy questions.
They wouldn’t go too far, though. Probably just enough to enjoy watching her squirm.
‘Didn’t think the knight captains would be into this stuff.’
It was a little surprising.
I’d figured adults like them wouldn’t bat an eye at us hooking up. But nope—total opposite.
Their eyes burned with curiosity, ready to pry every last detail out of last night. Iris, Claudia, Erika—they all had that side to them.
I headed out, planning to kill time outside before returning. No intention of interrupting their bonding, whatever Lize thought.
That day, the moment I got back, Lize threw herself into my arms and whined like a kid. The knight captains’ surprised stares were just icing.
Time flew, and soon it was the night of the banquet.
The day had been peaceful until afternoon, when the nuns from the dress shop swarmed the inn, fussing over the captains and dragging them to their rooms.
It was a while before I saw them again, all decked out in those dresses. Far more modest than the sheer ones from Aurora’s ball. Couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride.
Lize stuck to me right away, asking what I thought. I called her pretty and planted a light kiss on her lips. I ignored the three others’ glares stabbing my back.
The inquisitor came to fetch us like last time, but instead of battle nuns, Selene was with him. Fewer people knowing about the banquet, the better.
We teleported straight to the Grand Cathedral of the Sun via the Pope’s personal magic. The moment we arrived inside, Floretta and Luna greeted us—decked in outrageously skimpy holy garb.
“We welcome you from the bottom of our hearts, honored guests.”
“I hope your journey here was comfortable?”
Floretta wore a golden necklace with a chest covering and a C-string etched with a womb tattoo. Luna had a micro slingshot that was basically a single string, plus a pubic patch.
Seeing them actually wear that stuff made my vision swim. Tearing my eyes from the so-called holy garments, I quietly asked Lize beside me.
“Lize. What do you think of those outfits?”
“What do I think?”
“Just... your first impression.”
“Hmm...... Sacred? Like, just looking at them makes me want to kneel and pray? Something like that. Why?”
“......Even with all that skin showing?”
“So what? It’s holy garb. That’s normal.”
“......”
I couldn’t let go of hope, so I asked Iris and the others too. Not one found the insane exposure weird.
If anything, they thought holy garb naturally meant baring the body.
As I despaired in this friendless reality, the Sun Pope smiled warmly and spoke.
“This banquet is solely for our honored guests. So please, relax and enjoy yourselves to your heart’s content.”
With that, Floretta eyed me with a weird glint. And Luna was giving me the exact same creepy look.
Something felt off.