Chapter 177
Chapter 177
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 177
Chapter Title: Sun and Moon - 3
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‘They really went all out remodeling this place.’
I glanced at the Pope sisters, who had gone off to shower together in perfect harmony, and slipped into the clothes I’d left on the bed.
This was the spot where Floretta and Luna had given me that moonlit kiss in the banquet hall before dragging me here for round two.
Up until last time, it had just been a tastefully luxurious interior, but after we’d tangled together here, they’d apparently decided to overhaul the place completely—the interior looked totally different now.
For instance, the shower room door made entirely of glass, through which their naked bodies were fully visible.
No clue what kind of magic they’d worked on it, but aside from a faint layer of mist, it reflected the inside almost perfectly.
Luna’s skin, white as fine jade, and Floretta’s, tinged with a hint of peach. Full, soft breasts about the size of their heads. Plump, yielding bellies and long, slender thighs.
All of it was plainly visible through the glass door, with just that slight mist clinging to it.
‘……Looks like those two are dead serious too.’
Floretta and Luna, clearly aware I could see them, were deliberately rubbing their bodies together as they washed.
Gently kneading each other’s breasts, slipping an arm between them for a soapy titjob-style wash, crossing legs to grind their crotches against each other’s thighs.
Embracing face-to-face and deliberately brushing nipples, tickling backs and sides while still locked together, giggling as they lathered up white suds—not to mention kneading each other’s asses thoroughly.
Every bit of it was meant to tempt me into barging in.
Before they’d gone in, they’d made sure I heard: “Since we have an honored guest, let’s wash up in a special way.” No doubt that was their idea of “special.”
Honestly, it was less washing and more using the soap suds as lube to caress each other—hoping I’d lose it and join them midway.
With that as the goal, it was only natural they’d glance outside now and then to check if I was watching. And when our eyes met, they’d flash a seductive smile.
Just as the outside was fully visible from in there, the inside was fully visible from out here. They knew I was watching and amped it up on purpose.
‘……A couple of succubi.’
I felt a twinge of guilt comparing the Pope to demons, but no better word came to mind.
Oh, wait—actually, there was one.
Succubus Queens.
If I were an ordinary guy, I probably wouldn’t have lasted a day before they drained me dry and I keeled over from exhaustion. Floretta and Luna craved my seed endlessly.
‘They’ve finally given up.’
When it became clear I had no intention of jumping in, the silhouette of the Popes—who had merged into one, kneading breasts and asses while grinding lower bellies—split back into two.
Then they each moved to a showerhead and rinsed off the suds. If I’d cracked under the temptation and opened that door, they would’ve dragged me back in for at least a full day.
From there, it turned into a normal shower. Luna finished rinsing her suds first and even sorting her hair, then helped wash Floretta’s floor-length tresses.
“Forgive us for keeping you waiting, honored guest.”
“Did the wait feel too dull, perhaps?”
Once their hair was done, the glass door slid open cautiously. Warm, humid air rushed into the room, carrying the mingled scents of shampoo and soap that tickled my nostrils.
‘……Tch.’
I had no choice but to test the limits of my self-control once more at the sight of them.
Floretta and Luna had covered their fronts with nothing but towels. Incredibly short ones.
The top edge barely concealed the pink tips of their breasts, and the bottom just skimmed their most intimate areas.
Pull it down even a fraction, and their nipples would peek out. Tug it up even a little, and their pussies would be exposed. It was that exquisitely short.
With lengths like that, even just walking made everything teeter on the verge of exposure. One extra step, and their privates would flash right out.
Judging by how blatantly they were tempting me, even two straight days of rolling around in bed hadn’t been enough. Real succubi had nothing on them.
The Popes sauntered right up to me in that getup, then sat one on my left and one on my right. Luna on the left, Floretta on the right.
Sunlight and moonlight overflowed from their hands. The towels vanished from their fronts, replaced by their papal vestments. The dampness in their hair evaporated cleanly.
Sheer see-through fabric draped over bare skin, tracing their breast curves, crossed by opaque straps at diagonals.
The straps met at their lower bellies and ran straight down. Their crotches were just barely covered. It was clearly clothing, but it sure didn’t feel like they were wearing any.
Floretta smiled with her eyes and brushed her hair aside. A sweet, fruity shampoo scent wafted over.
“Honored guest. What brings you to us?”
“Even if there’s no reason, that’s fine. It would simply mean you missed us.”
Luna hooked her arm through mine with a blank expression. Floretta did the same, smiling seductively. If I let this go on, I’d end up back on the bed, so I tensed my embraced arms.
Seeing Floretta notice and pout regretfully confirmed she’d been serious.
“I came because I have questions for you two. And a favor to ask.”
I explained everything that had happened when I took down Behemoth.
The Popes squealed with delight at the news I’d slain it, but their faces turned subtly odd at the part about the massive pillar of light from the sky.
When I added that it hadn’t appeared during the test with the wooden splinter, they lapsed into deep thought.
“So I want to know what this power is. Is there anything like this recorded in the scriptures?”
“…….”
“…….”
Floretta and Luna, lost in contemplation, suddenly looked up and asked.
“Honored guest, you said a pillar of light came down from the heavens?”
“Yeah. More precisely, from the sun, apparently. I didn’t realize—Stella told me.”
“So that means the Inquisitor Judge and Inquisitor Interrogator witnessed this miracle as well?”
“Yeah.”
“Understood, honored guest. Please wait just a moment.”
Floretta’s green eyes glowed softly. At the same time, Luna’s violet eyes began to shine. Almost simultaneously, Stella and Selene appeared.
“You called for me? Your Holiness?”
“Inquisitor Interrogator Selene, reporting at Your Holiness’s summons.”
Stella barged in by flinging the door open like normal, while Selene popped out of the shadows out of nowhere.
Selene’s entrance was blatantly unnatural—like, where the hell had she been hiding?—but Stella showing up inside with the door open not even a second after the summons wasn’t exactly normal either.
“What’s up?”
“Inquisitor Judge. Could you describe the holy pillar of light that the honored guest created in more detail?”
“Oh, yeah, of course. I was gonna report to Your Holiness anyway.”
Stella eagerly explained to Floretta what she’d seen. Selene listened quietly from the side, chiming in now and then to supplement.
It matched what I’d said almost exactly. The only difference was the moon floating near the sun.
I’d been too dazed by the scene to notice the moon.
“Moon and sun…… pillar of light…….”
Luna murmured softly. Floretta did the same.
“What do you think, Your Holinesses? Any ideas?”
I switched back to polite speech. Stella and Selene were here. Honestly, I could probably use casual with them around, but if they hated it, the Popes would say so.
“……Yes. I believe we do.”
“Is that really—”
Before I could finish, Floretta and Luna shoved my chest. My upper body flopped back limply. I felt the soft bedding against my back.
While I lay there baffled, Floretta and Luna planted hands near my left and right sides, assuming a cat pose as they loomed over me.
A polite way to put it was “cat pose,” but bluntly, it was just doggy style waiting to happen. Having made them do it countless times, my mind went straight there.
“Please wait a moment while we confirm something.”
The Popes bowed their heads in unison and grabbed my hands—one each. Then they slipped my index fingers into their mouths. Warm, wet softness enveloped them.
“……?”
*Slurp.*
A wet sucking sound rang out.
Floretta and Luna gripped my wrists with one hand to hold them steady, propped the other on the bed, and sucked my index fingers with faintly flushed faces.
Their tongues flicked repeatedly between the upper and lower joints. They licked the sides, then between the fingers, and sucked hard on the whole digit with wet pops.
Breasts sagged slightly from their weight, swaying side to side with their movements. Over their heads, I could see their upturned asses wiggling left and right.
‘What the hell is this now…….’
I desperately fought the blood rushing southward. I was lying on my back staring at the ceiling—if I reacted now, what came next was obvious.
The Popes would smack their lips in satisfaction.
Just as I wondered if they were doing it on purpose, the two stopped licking my fingers—breasts jiggling, asses swaying—and released them. My digits glistened with saliva.
‘Is it over?’
As I started to relax, Floretta and Luna wedged my hands into their cleavage. My fingers sank into warm, soft mounds of flesh.
Only after using their breasts to meticulously wipe the saliva off did they straighten up.
I gave myself silent props for enduring to the end and quickly sat up. The two immediately hooked their arms through mine again, like they’d been waiting.
“……What was that about?”
“We were measuring the magnitude of faith within your body, honored guest.”
Luna licked the saliva from her lips and answered flatly.
“This is likely one of the rarest ways faith has ever been measured in the Holy Kingdom’s history. We can usually gauge its size at a glance. But we can’t treat you carelessly.”
Floretta added with a bright smile.
‘If it’s that hard to hold back, just treat me carelessly for once.’
I had no idea how sucking fingers while jiggling tits and shaking asses related to verifying divine power.
I swallowed those thoughts and spoke up.
“Got it for now. So, what’s the result?”
The Popes didn’t answer. Instead, they rose from the bed, arms still linked with mine. I stood with them.
“We’ll have to ask the Sun and Moon directly.”