Bereani's Secret Consultation
"Right now...?"
"Yes, I was hoping you'd make some time for me."
I'd just finished lunch and was resting in my room when a woman knocked and entered before I knew it. Beautiful silver hair neatly arranged down to her shoulders. Her features looked a bit sharp at first glance, but her soft, relaxed expression suggested the opposite personality. Priestess Bereani, dressed in her prim, straight-lined priestess robes, had come to speak with me privately.
Actually, up until moments ago, I'd locked eyes with a senior nun in the hallway. She gave me a beaming smile, her gaze screaming something like 'Use me however you want... ♥', so I'd been stroking her ass right there in the corridor, ready to pull her into a room.
But then another nun sister came rushing over and warned us that Bereani was on her way.
Well, whatever. So what did she want?
The senior nuns were all conquered anyway, so I'd been getting curious about what Bereani had been up to this whole time.
"Sure, no problem. What can I do for you...?"
"Well... it might be better if we move somewhere else. It's something I need to discuss with just you, as a believer."
Just the two of us, huh.
I tilted my head up to meet her gaze—she was only about 10cm taller than me—trying to read her intentions. No major changes there, so it didn't seem like she had any lewd ulterior motives.
At least she won't jump my bones.
I nodded slightly in agreement with Bereani's suggestion and followed her out without a word.
I wondered where we were headed, but she made a beeline for the chapel. It wasn't hard to guess we'd end up in her private quarters inside.
There was an empty room right across from hers. That's where I'd taken Ramis's anal virginity—seeing it again brought back fresh memories.
Click...
Following her inside, I glanced around. Aside from a study packed with religion-related books, her room was pretty ordinary.
"…………."
"…………."
We sat facing each other in chairs, and an odd silence settled in. Bereani, who'd called me here first, seemed unprepared; she fidgeted, her small mouth working silently.
A woman radiating a mystical aura like her flowing silver hair, now with a faint blush on her cheeks—it was nothing like her usual demeanor.
As the atmosphere turned strangely intimate, she finally parted her small, pretty lips and got to the point.
"...Raoul, as a believer, you're staying in the senior nuns' quarters, right?"
"Yeah...?"
"Then... um, that is... I-I was wondering if you're doing it against your will... or...?"
'!'
Her words made an exclamation point pop up over my head. I could already guess what she meant, and with her pale skin flushing red, it was crystal clear.
When did she find out?
Well, pounding away inside and out like that, it'd be weirder if she hadn't noticed.
"Against my will? Doing what?"
"Ah, I, um... that is...?"
I stared at her with wide, innocent eyes, and Bereani—looking endearingly shy for her late-20s appearance—started twiddling her fingers awkwardly.
She fidgeted them in front of her plump D-cup breasts, then trembled as she formed a lewd gesture with them.
"Th-that... s-sex... Eep...!"
One hand curled into a circle around her index finger like penetration, but she snapped out of it, face burning as she bowed her head, unable to look up.
I'd thought she might scold me, but she could barely utter the word herself. A true-born lady.
Frustrating.
"Bereani."
"...Yes?"
Clap.
A single small clap, and the life drained from her eyes instantly. I invoked my hypnosis ability for the first time in a while, putting her under. As a priestess serving the goddesses, I put extra care in case she had resistance.
I wasn't planning to mess with her memories or anything major—just satisfy my curiosity and push the plot forward.
She seemed like a beauty with a mysterious, exotic flavor; it'd be fun to fuck her, but I wasn't desperate right now, and it'd be boring without buildup. Later.
First, the burning question.
"How did you find out? About me having sex with the senior nuns."
"...The other day, I was walking by and accidentally saw you with three nuns behind the quarters... They weren't wearing any underwear under their habits; they lifted their clothes and stuck out their bare asses... And your unbelievably huge c-cock thrusting in deep...!"
"Okay, you don't need to go into that much detail..."
Even under hypnosis, recalling the orgy made her cheeks flush. Hearing her describe it in detail was embarrassing for me.
Looks like we'd gotten caught mid-outdoor orgy. Too careless?
I scratched my chin thoughtfully, then continued questioning.
"You mentioned the Pure White Faithful Society's saintess visits Langshu around this time every year. Do you know exactly when?"
"I got word recently—no changes to the schedule, so... probably in about three weeks, she'll arrive at the Tierin Cathedral next to our nunnery."
"Three weeks..."
Time flew. Luis's descent at Cecilia's store felt like yesterday—she'd said it would take months—and now only that much time left.
By then, I could probably shed this frail body. I might reuse the shota form later if my divine power levels up.
"What's the Pure White Faithful Society's saintess like?"
"The saintess is... incredibly dignified and graceful. Her personality... I've never spoken to her privately, but she's renowned for her compassion and consideration."
Sounds like a textbook boring life. Straight out of a generic fantasy novel.
Well, straightforward has its appeal.
Just surface info, so I'd see the real deal later. Three weeks: enough to fuck all the regular nuns and Stella.
If Stella didn't return from her territory, I'd go claim her myself. But slapping the eldest son of a key trading family? Unlikely to resolve easily.
I shook my head inwardly.
Anyway, nearly 60 regular nuns... and counting, with new initiates joining.
Realistically, can't expect buildup like with the quarters sisters...
Might as well go all out with my power—draw something crazier. Why not turn the whole nunnery into an orgy den?
Wait. Kasia said Bereani still hadn't made rules or started education per her words. How long had it been?
Curious, I asked.
'I-I'm embarrassed... I don't even know where to start... S-so I was just observing for now...'
She confessed straightforwardly, stumbling over her words.
"I see... Alright, Bereani. Listen carefully."
"Y-yes...?"
"From now on, you'll personally create lewd rules for the nunnery and perverse sex education for the nuns. Every time they're properly followed, you'll feel immense pride and ecstatic bliss. As the goddess said, every single nun must participate in this sacred, noble ritual without exception. Got it?"
"Rules... Sex education... Bliss... Yes. The goddess's sacred ritual must be upheld...!"
"Good. For example, name one rule you've thought of."
"...Every day, different nuns should embrace the believer and share his bed...?"
Imagining it already made her expression soften with happiness, cheeks blushing.
Nice, the suggestion's taking hold. But kinda bland.
"Good. Make rules and lessons like that, one by one. Unleash your creativity, Bereani. Even push pervy stuff boldly—the nuns will admire your devotion and follow you."
"R-really...? Even more pervy...? G-gulp... Understood... The sisters will understand... It's the goddess's noble will...!"
"Yeah, no pressure... If you're stuck, consult trustworthy people."
"Consult trustworthy people if stuck... Got it...!"
I layered on suggestions: prioritize regular nuns' education; ensure it doesn't leak outside.
Clap.
"...Priestess Bereani?"
"Ah...!"
"What's wrong? You suddenly went quiet...?"
"Oh, nothing. Um, Raoul. Please forget what I just said."
"Huh? You haven't said anything yet."
"...Really? Ngh. Sorry for wasting your time with nonsense."
Bereani bowed slightly in apology, then abruptly ended the consultation before it even started.
I figured she'd go fantasize alone now, but surprisingly, she closed her eyes briefly in silence, then led me out of the chapel.
"Are you heading to your duties too, Priestess Bereani?"
"Mm... S-sort of. I need to consult with Abbess Olivia."
"Ah...?"
'Consult.' My suggestion flashed in my mind.
Smart—pushing solo would be rude to the nunnery head. Sensible.
She kept glancing down at me sideways, cheeks faintly red. Right on target.
After parting with Bereani, I headed straight back to my room.
The senior nun sisters asked worriedly if I'd been scolded, but I brushed it off as minor chit-chat.
Unlike usual, I told them I wanted a nap alone—not really. I was curious what Bereani would tell Olivia, so I planned to spy.
I drew the curtains, locked the door, lay comfortably on the bed, and summoned my crystal orb.
Zooming into the abbess's office in the central building, they were already discussing my suggestions; Olivia looked stiff-faced.
"So... even Sister Ramis...?"
"Yes. Probably."
In the time it took me to activate the orb, Bereani had spilled everything about the senior quarters.
"Haaa... Ramis has seemed off lately, so I wondered... But how? That frail boy... Over twenty of them...?"
Olivia clutched her beige hair, head throbbing.
"Well... I saw by chance, but Raoul's packing something impressive down there... Probably with that...?"
"H-his thing is impressive?!"
"Yeah... At a glance, at least 20cm...!"
"Tw-twenty... Ahhh... P-Priestess. You don't need to say that...!"
Olivia squirmed in her chair, unable to hide her burning face at Bereani's description.
"Haa... What do we do now? This is a headache..."
"Abbess. I don't see the problem. Shouldn't we reward him?"
"...Pardon?"
Olivia blankly echoed the bizarre words from the mystical beauty's mouth.
"We've failed to faithfully follow the goddess's revelation just because of embarrassment... That's shameful, isn't it, Abbess?"
"W-well, yes, but..."
Too spot-on; Olivia had no retort, just fidgeting her arms over her massive breasts.
"From now on, I'll create rules for Raoul per the goddess's revelation and 'educate' the sisters. Outsiders' opinions don't matter—the goddess said keep it secret... And above all, it's a sacred ritual, right?"
"Sacred ritual..."
Bereani's face held an indescribable ecstasy murmuring it; Olivia sensed something off, but that was it.
Cheeks flushed, lips working, Olivia finally replied in a small voice.
"...Understood. So... what next? Any ideas?"
"Well... The most urgent issue is that we and the regular nuns don't know sex yet. We need experience to demonstrate and craft lessons properly... What do you think, Abbess?"
"………………..."
Olivia's head spun.