The Nun Who Went Into Heat for Me - 5
Reina was a masochist at her core.
If she weren't, she never would have shown such self-destructive tendencies. On top of that, her nymphomania left her with three or four times the ordinary person's lust—nothing short of extreme play could ever satisfy her.
She's pouring out so much love juice.
"Hehehe… donations feel so good, Brother… so gooood…"
Reina was drowning in orgasm, gushing fluid without restraint. The sharp flick I'd given her clitoris seemed to hit her tastes perfectly.
"Who said a cum-dumpster gets to rest whenever she feels like it?"
"Heh…?"
I yanked her hair toward my groin as I spoke.
"When Cock-sama does you the honor of creampieing you, the polite thing is to clean him up with a blowjob."
I pushed my cock—smeared thick with semen and her own juices—toward Reina's half-dazed mouth. She flinched at first, but then the corners of her lips curled up and she kissed it.
"Mwah! Forgive this rude cum-dumpster for her lack of manners."
She dragged her tongue along my shaft, then licked in one long stroke from the root all the way to the urethra. The wet, slick sensation of her tongue sent a shiver racing down my spine.
"Haaah… this musky taste… it's the absolute best♥"
Then she took the whole mess of semen and love juice into her mouth and sucked it like candy.
"Ugh!"
Reina swallowed me to the root. Her stretched lips sealed around the base, pressing into my curling pubic hair. My hips trembled on their own. I'd told her to clean me off, and instead she was milking more cum out of me with that mouth-pussy of hers.
This little…
I tapped her forehead. Only then did Reina pull her head back. My cock emerged from the depths of her throat, glistening with her spit. She had performed the cleanup blowjob perfectly.
The problem was that I was hard again.
"Cock-sama got big again."
"We're done. Isabel is waiting."
"Tch…"
Reina pouted at my refusal. She'd clearly spent the whole day expecting to fuck me nonstop. But I already had an owner. I needed to make it back for dinner with Isabel before it got late. Spending the night alone with a nun was a bad idea in more ways than one—it could spark all kinds of ugly rumors. After everything I'd built up in contribution points, I wasn't about to throw it all away over something this petty.
"Stop looking at me like a pathetic puppy. You need to head back to the church too."
"Hehe. Brother… from the moment I lost my virginity, I no longer have anywhere to return to."
Reina climbed onto my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck, and hugged me tight.
"So run away with me. Somewhere no one knows. If you want, Sister Isabel can come too."
"Reina, you're mistaken about something. You haven't lost your divine power."
"What?"
I caught her arms instead and held them.
"You haven't lost it. If you don't believe me, try it yourself."
At my words, Reina tentatively called up her holy power—and her pupils blew wide. For her, the present situation was nothing short of earth-shattering.
"H-how? They always said that if you lost your virginity, you'd lose your divine power…"
"Losing your virginity does make you lose divine power. That's true. But only if you couple with an ordinary man."
The lore around divine power was laid out in detail in The Lewd Nun's Circumstances. A nun lost her holy power after sex because the act clouded the divine energy dwelling inside her. Conversely, if the man she coupled with also carried divine power—like a nun—then no amount of sex would strip her of it.
Exactly. A man blessed by Helia, like me.
"If you couple with a man who carries Helia's Blessing, your divine power doesn't get clouded. So you don't need to worry about being driven out of the church."
"Eeh—i-is that really true? No, really?"
Reina gaped like a stupid goldfish. Having the truth she'd always believed overturned was clearly a massive shock.
"Brother… were you a Hero all along?!"
"Ah. So that wasn't the part that shocked you."
I never expected her to mistake me for a Hero. The sheer absurdity of it pulled a hollow laugh out of me. Still, Reina's guess wasn't entirely baseless. Considering how the hidden pieces seemed arranged for me, and Ian's backstory, it wasn't impossible that I might become a Hero someday.
"A Hero… not right now, at least."
"Then that means you could become one later?"
"Maybe?"
I'd deliberately kept the answer vague, but in Reina's head it was already settled fact that I would become a Hero.
"Hehe. If Brother becomes a Hero, and I become a Saint… the picture would be perfect, wouldn't it?"
Reina beamed, grinning ear to ear. Stories of love between a Hero and a Saint were famous, after all. I could understand why she was so excited.
"But I'm already married."
"If you're a Hero, a few wives are fine."
That open-minded attitude was so very Reina. Though I wondered whether she'd considered how Isabel might react.
Or maybe not. Isabel already gave permission. Maybe she wouldn't care?
Isabel had already made that kind of request of me. If I wanted it, she'd allow it.
"Enough joking around. Let's head back."
"Hiiing, I want to stay with Hero-nim a little longer…"
"Don't call me Hero."
Unlike Reina, who was delighted by the idea, I found the title of Hero thoroughly unappealing. People usually pictured a Hero as someone chosen by a goddess, a savior of the world—but the reality was different. Put crudely, a Hero was just a goddess's personal slave. Even phrased more elegantly, he was nothing more than a subcontractor for the divine. Remembering how the regressor Hero Wendy had suffered like a dog under the Dawn Goddess Eos, I had zero desire to ever become one.
Besides, as long as I never accept the holy sword, I'll never become a Hero anyway.
To head off any unnecessary misunderstandings, I drilled the point into Reina thoroughly.
"If you don't want to meet an Inquisitor, don't call me Hero. And at the church, act the way you always have."
"But I like Brother when he treats me roughly like this…"
"When we're alone, I'll do whatever you want."
"Will you flick my balls like earlier?"
"…I'll think about it."
Lastly, I taught her the most important lesson of all.
"If you fuck another man behind my back, you know what happens, right?"
"Yes! I'll endure for the sake of protecting my divine power!"
"The divine power is secondary."
I gripped Reina's chin as I spoke. Even under that coercive hold, she just grinned happily. Honestly—this was why masochists were such a pain to train.
"You're mine. My woman. My cum-dumpster. Don't ever forget that. Understood?"
"My, Brother's possessiveness is terribly strong."
"Yeah. So be careful. I really hate having what's mine taken away."
Reina paused a beat, then answered calmly.
"Don't worry. I won't even look at any cock that isn't Brother's."
"I don't buy it."
"Why not? Even if I look like this, my first love is Brother!"
She answered with absolute confidence—but given all the filthy things she'd done in The Lewd Nun's Circumstances, I couldn't bring myself to trust her that easily.
Haa… for now, I'll just try to believe her.
At this point, believing her was about all I could do.
"Maybe I should make you a chastity belt later."
"Oh my, are you going to do neglect play too? I've always wanted to try that at least once."
"…"
Yeah. I still didn't trust her.
On the way down the mountain, I checked my status window.
Just as expected, the Love's Sigil had boosted my stats.
Vitality went up by fifty.
My Vitality now sat at a full 124—Hero-class territory. On top of that, Helia's Blessing doubled my Vitality under sunlight.
Simple math puts me at 248? During the day, I could work myself to death and never feel tired.
What really bothered me was the criteria for the stat increases. I still had no idea what determined which stat rose, or by how much.
Isabel gave me 100 Spirit. Reina gave me 50 Vitality. Next is 25…?
Or maybe not…
"Brother, a strange mark appeared on my lower belly. Isn't this the same as yours?"
"This is…?"
On Reina's lower abdomen, the same Love's Sigil as mine had appeared. It was precisely heart-shaped, which made it look for all the world like a womb tattoo.
They put in a gimmick like this just so no one could claim this isn't an eroge.
I couldn't even tell whether it was a Love's Sigil or a Lewd Sigil. What was certain was that the Love's Sigil's effects applied to her as well.
"Reina, any changes in your body? More strength, a clearer head—anything like that?"
"Hmm? Ah! There is one thing."
She clapped her hands as she answered.
"I think my lust has gone down a little compared to usual."
"…"
"D-don't look at me like that."
I'd just fucked her until her legs were shaking, and she still claimed she wasn't satisfied. The sheer audacity left me speechless.
"Don't mess with me."
"It's true! I've gotten calmer than usual, so I'm holding it in—but if I followed my heart, I'd want to spend the entire day under Brother's legs, moaning and whimpering!"
"Hmm…"
Considering the lust Reina had displayed in The Lewd Nun's Circumstances, it wasn't particularly strange. Once she'd tasted cock, she'd become so depraved that even a proper slut would have looked away. There was a reason her traits included nymphomania.
And yet she's holding herself back… maybe the Love's Sigil raised her Spirit?
I couldn't be certain from a single case, but I was starting to get a vague sense of the criteria by which the Love's Sigil raised stats.