The Nun in Heat for Me - 6
If my guess is right, we each share half of the other's highest stat.
Right now, my highest stat was Spirit. Reina's, on the other hand, was Vitality. Just as my Vitality had jumped by fifty points, her Spirit had probably risen by around eighty.
So this is what they mean by husband and wife being of one heart and mind?
Thanks to that, Reina's chronic problem—her nymphomania—could reasonably be considered half-solved.
With Spirit at least at superhuman levels, she should be able to hold out for a week or so.
I could fuck her once a week, thoroughly enough to leave her satisfied. I'd have to do it without the other nuns finding out, but I had more than enough skill for that.
But why hasn't Isabel said a word about it?
Isabel should have gotten a Love's Sigil on her lower abdomen too. You'd think she'd mention it—yet she hadn't said a single thing.
Maybe she just hasn't noticed the mark down there?
The Love's Sigil on Reina's belly was so faint you could miss it if you weren't looking carefully. Isabel still wasn't used to her own body; it wouldn't be strange if she'd overlooked it entirely.
"Brother, if you keep staring like that, I might actually get pregnant."
Was it because I'd been boring holes through her lower belly with my eyes? Reina teased me in a slightly flushed voice. I answered flatly.
"Just in case, cast a Contraception Miracle on yourself."
"Why? Don't you want to get me pregnant, Brother?"
"I do. Just not yet."
Unlike Isabel, my lawful wife, Reina was still a cum-dumpster with plenty of work left to do for me. It was far too early for her to be carrying a child.
"Aww… I wanted to be the first one to have Brother's baby."
"Too bad. I've already decided who gets pregnant first, so drop the dream."
"Aww, I wanted to be your first too…"
"Then be my first cum-dumpster."
"Really? Hehe—I'm the first!"
The way Reina lit up with genuine joy at being called the first cum-dumpster made me want to pick a fight with her over it, but I barely managed to hold my tongue.
"Um, Brother."
"What?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"What do you want to know?"
Just before they reached Entiel Village, Reina finally voiced the question she'd been holding in her chest.
"Brother… what exactly are you?"
Conduct that occasionally looked aristocratic. The fact that he'd been blessed by the Goddess Helia. Discovering the Angel's Shelter no one else had ever found. Even secrets of divine power that she herself—a Saint candidate—hadn't known.
A man like that had come to a backwater village, fallen in love with a country girl no one paid attention to, and married her. Anyone looking at the circumstances would find them suspicious. If Ian hadn't received the Love's Sigil, people like Vanessa would already have started doubting him.
But Reina, who had seen his true nature, was curious for a different reason. How could a man this vicious ever have loved someone so sincerely? Judging by what he'd done to her, he was the last person who should have been capable of it.
"The man who fucked you."
"You told me not to answer with jokes, and now you're the one joking, Brother."
"I'm not joking. There's no other way to explain it."
Ian seized Reina's breast—hard.
"Aahn♥ If you do that all of a sudden, I won't be able to hold back…"
Given how sensitive a woman's chest was, she should have been annoyed. Instead, Reina looked delighted.
"And what matters to you is what I do from here on out."
Ian leaned to her ear and laid out his plans. Listening, Reina went wide-eyed with shock.
The more I look at this man, the more attractive he gets, doesn't he?
She couldn't hide her excitement at his scheme. Violent and malicious, it scratched at the filthy desires coiled inside her. Maybe—just maybe—this man was the only one who could save the sisters suffering under the church's unreasonable doctrine.
Reina held on to that hope.
When I got home, Isabel came out to greet me.
"I'm back."
"Ian, you must be tired."
"Nothing happen while I was gone?"
"No. Just like you asked, I stayed inside the whole time."
"Thank you. It must have been stifling, but you did it for me."
"It's nothing. As long as I have you, Ian, I wouldn't mind being shut in this house for the rest of my life."
"No. I'll make sure you can live freely. I promise."
Rose's Punishment had been cured, but I still kept Isabel indoors. With looks like hers, the number of men who'd start getting ideas wasn't small. Some of them might even try to rape a fragile woman like her—John's gang, for instance.
But we can't go on like this forever.
What I had to do next was turn this place into a village safe enough for Isabel to walk around freely.
One by one.
The Brightness Festival was coming soon. If those bastards moved the way I expected, I could cleanly dispose of two of John's crew. After that, I'd be able to take this whole village in hand.
"Honey."
"Yes?"
"Don't push yourself too hard. I'll always be right here beside you."
She must have noticed me drifting into my own thoughts; Isabel looked up at me with worried eyes. Truly, what an adorable wife.
"I'm not pushing myself, so don't worry. Everything I'm doing is for me—and for you."
Then I asked her the thing that had been bothering me.
"Isabel, has anything like a mark appeared on your lower belly?"
"A mark? Oh! Yes, there is one. It's hard to see, but it's shaped like a heart."
Isabel lifted her clothes and showed me her abdomen as she explained. I frowned, puzzled, and asked again.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Hmm? Isn't that just something that appears when a husband and wife sleep together?"
"…Pfft."
Her completely unexpected answer made me laugh out loud before I could stop myself. She had genuinely mistaken the Love's Sigil for something that showed up after married sex. Pure—utterly, hopelessly pure.
God, she's so cute it drives me insane.
I wanted to bite her cheek, but I held back. Mother-in-law and sister-in-law were still in the house. Given the image I usually maintained, I needed to restrain myself.
But my instincts…
"Isabel. Kiss me."
"Here? Everyone's home…"
"Hurry."
"Okay♥"
I wanted Isabel.
Can't be helped.
So, without Mother-in-law or sister-in-law noticing, I shared a deep, lingering kiss with my wife.
"Honey, I love you."
"I love you too."
"Hmm-hmm~"
On confession-booth duty, Reina hummed under her breath as she waited for Ian. The promise that he would come for her again tonight already had her buzzing with excitement.
"Um… e-excuse me."
"Yes, Brother? What is it?"
Contrary to her hopes, an uninvited guest appeared inside the booth.
"P-please, help me."
"What's wrong?"
He looked vaguely familiar—some man from the village—but Reina paid him no real attention beyond that. The only man who existed for her now was Ian.
Still, she didn't forget her duty as a nun, and she meant to help the man in front of her as best she could.
"I accidentally smelled this flower, and now I can't stop being hard!"
The man held up a pink blossom as he explained. The so-called Goblin Flower—a powerful aphrodisiac normally used for breeding livestock, a rare bloom that rural folk quietly traded among themselves. Being an aphrodisiac didn't mean it was safe for humans. Misused, it could necrotize a cock outright.
The man knew the side effects and used the Goblin Flower anyway. Why? To fuck a nun. A soft-hearted sister would never abandon someone in crisis. Surely she'd offer up her lewd body to save a life—that was his calculation.
"Oh my, that's a Goblin Flower. We need to purge the toxin right away."
"It's already too late. Look at this. I'm this hard."
"Heeh… so you are."
The Goblin Flower had swollen his cock larger than usual, but Reina—who had already tasted Ian's—answered with complete indifference. If she'd still been a virgin, a situation like this might have excited her. Now it only soured her mood. Clear-headed, she had already seen through the man's hidden intent.
Ugh. This man is disgusting. I already have Brother Ian.
Reina had once been a lust-addled nymphomaniac who thought of nothing but sex. After meeting Ian, she had become his exclusive cum-dumpster, devoted only to his cock. Naturally, other men didn't even register.
"I'll treat you."
"Sniff… thank you, Sister."
"Not at all. This is what we're here for."
Reina reached toward the man's cock. Divine power gathered at her fingertips, shaping itself into a blade—and with it, she severed his member clean off.
"GYAAAAAA—AAAGH!!!"
The man stared at his cut-off cock and howled. He glared at Reina with eyes full of betrayal, as if demanding to know why she would do such a thing.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Reina only tilted her head, as if she genuinely couldn't understand his stare. Because this was the correct treatment. If you wanted to save even a fragment of the organ before the whole thing necrotized, this was the only way.
"Urgh… there was another way and you know it!"
"Eek?! Don't tell me you expected me to soothe your lust with my body?"
Reina answered with a bright little smile—exactly as if she were laughing at the man in front of her.
"You shouldn't ask a nun for something like that."