Isekai Milf Story - Nunnery Edition (5)
On a bright, sunny day, two people were walking along an unpaved dirt road. None other than me and Entike.
The weather's great. My premonitions are spot on too.
As we passed through the commercial district and kept walking, the number of people around us dropped off sharply. It wasn't because of some dangerous dungeon or monsters nearby—no, the fields of crops lining both sides of the road explained it well enough. Carts occasionally rumbled by, loaded to the brim with goods, kicking up dust with their clack-clack sounds.
One such cart sprayed dirt past us, and that's when Entike turned to me and spoke.
"Just over that ridge... We're almost there, Raoul. You holding up okay?"
"I'm fine, sis. It's only about thirty minutes away."
My legs were a little wobbly, but it wasn't because I was some frail weakling who couldn't handle half an hour of walking. No, it was thanks to the wild farewell fuckfest with the mother-daughter duo at the general store last night. Hell, I'd even told them I'd make time over the weekend, but there they were, eyes glistening with tears like I was shipping off to war or something. So I figured we'd have a cozy night together... but nope, they milked me dry like maniacs until dawn.
If I had a normal body, my adventure would've ended right there in that shop—death by exhaustion.
"There you go, Raoul. That's where you'll be staying for the next few months."
"Whoa..."
Once we crested the ridge, the whole view spread out below us in an instant. There it was—a massive building that screamed "this is the place." And behind it loomed the even grander Tierin Cathedral. Those religious structures had that classic medieval cathedral vibe—antique and solemn, yet restrained in their majesty.
So that's the nunnery, huh...
Truth be told, I already knew about this place. Just yesterday, I'd snuck some alone time, pulled out my crystal orb, and scouted ahead to preview where I'd be heading. I'd been poking around with it, zooming in on the nunnery, adjusting angles like a voyeur... when suddenly a sharp zing! hit my head, followed by a faint pain.
Ugh... I let out a small groan, then quickly realized what it was. Knowledge about Tierin Cathedral, the nunnery, and the whole area flooded into my brain. It felt just like that initial head-splitting sensation when I first arrived in this world, so I knew instantly the goddesses were behind it.
Who else would bother with something this elaborate? Anyway...
Seeing it through the orb or having the info crammed into my skull was one thing, but laying eyes on it for real? The scale hit different. The nunnery alone was huge, and the cathedral in the hazy distance boasted its sheer grandeur.
But who the hell was peeping through the orb if not for sex? No clue...
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Leaving Tierin Cathedral aside for a sec, there's something worth noting about the nunneries and monasteries in this city of Langshu. At the center of a vast grassy rectangle sits the cathedral itself. Flanking it are the men's monastery on one side and the Tierin Nunnery on the other. The cathedral has lodging, but there's separate dorms for the monks and nuns.
Walk straight from the cathedral along either path for two or three minutes, and you hit the respective monasteries. That alone gives you an idea of how massive this grassy rectangle is.
The most striking difference? The size gap between the monastery and nunnery. The men's side was smaller in both scale and buildings. Langshu might be in the boonies of the Glissen Kingdom, but it's a commercial hub, so plenty of guys chase business over faith. And with a dungeon popping up recently, the streets are crawling with adventurers sporting swords on their hips.
They're all hustling for money, fame, women—burning with ambition. Monsters and beasts stirring things up mean even the monks often train as combat priests for extermination duty. Beds stay empty enough that visiting combat priests and paladins crash there too.
Sharing quarters with them? Those guys probably stare at 'em with starry eyes. Monks can't fully control their divine power yet, after all.
On the flip side, the Tierin Nunnery I'd be crashing at? Pretty sizable. Around eighty nuns to the monastery's twenty or so, and the numbers were steadily climbing. Combat nuns here numbered less than ten—way fewer than men. Not sexism; women just hate the brutality more.
Guys in the city flock to the front lines dreaming of quick riches, ramping up the competition. Still, the kingdom's overall priest-to-paladin gender ratio sits at about 4:1 for men, so women are carving out their own spots pretty aggressively.
I'll figure out the details later.
"Alright, let's head in, Raoul."
We strolled along the paved path between the lawns toward the nunnery. Pointy-roofed 'U'-shaped building—we headed into the open middle. Following Entike, we entered the courtyard garden, where nuns started popping into view one by one.
As we got close enough to make out faces, their whispers reached us.
"Oh my. Who's that boy...?"
"Such a cute kid. What's he doing here?"
"Come to think of it, the abbess mentioned a new kid coming via the regional guild..."
"Oh yeah, I heard that too."
"He doesn't look much younger than me."
"His hair's so pretty..."
From garden benches to clusters of nuns—interest poured in from every direction, 180 degrees of it.
"Nervous? Don't be. They're all good people."
"Y-yeah..."
Nervous? Tense in a whole different way. Over ten in the garden alone, and suddenly those eighty-ish nuns felt real. Eighty young virgins...
I can do this. Raoul...!
I set my ironclad rule—no exceptions—and scanned the staring nuns with rolling eyes.
Classic nun habits: one-piece dresses, no separate top and bottom, familiar black color. White-and-black veils on their heads, hair neatly cascading beneath. Some ditched the veils entirely, hair fully out.
I hadn't expected much, and yeah, the habits were pretty plain. Once things settled, time for a major overhaul.
Ages clustered around Entike or Daisy's range, with a few cute ones Eli's age mixed in.
"...Mmph."
I clung tight to Entike's arm, pressing against her, cheeks flushing to sell the shy act under their gazes.
"So cute..."
"Adorable..."
"Young sisters. Staring like that will overwhelm the boy. Show some restraint."
"Oh, sorry for the rudeness... Seeing someone my age got me excited without thinking. Time to get back to work."
A clearly senior nun gently scolded the wide-eyed girls my age. Her words were so polite and precise... Manners training on point. My peers? The scolder and scoldees alike gave off warm vibes. Instinct said this nunnery life would be soft all the way.
No way a cranky bitch fits in this atmosphere, right? Yeah?
Guided by Entike, we entered the central door of the U-shape. More intrigued stares from nuns as we passed down the hall, stopping at a large door. Entike knocked.
"Abbess? You there?"
"Yes. Come in."
With a curt "Excuse us...," Entike led me inside. Desk piled with papers in the center, like Daisy's office, and behind it, a woman's upper body came into view.
"Oh♥ Who's this cutie?"
She squealed and shot up from her chair the second she saw me. Taller than me by fifteen centimeters or so... around 170cm? Calm, reassuring beige wavy long hair fell to her upper back, curls starting midway. Age around Cecilia's? Soft expression, smiling lips, perky nose—super feminine.
One glance screamed "mellow personality." And lower... her chest.
Bigger than Cecilia's. Been a while since I saw Mary-level tits.
Even through the habit, those massive breasts asserted themselves, creating a dramatic underboob cliff. Sexy as hell. Ass? No view, but promising. Even hidden under that frumpy nun dress, I pictured plump, jiggly perfection. Not bad at all.
"This is the kid I mentioned before, Olivia. He'll be staying at the nunnery for a while. No issues, right?"
"Hehe, of course not. Little one, what's your name?"
Olivia approached with a warm smile, crouching to look up at me. Tits are fucking huge.
"I-I'm... Raoul..."
I played the shy boy card—killer with older women—stammering cutely.
"Raoul, huh? Such a pretty name~"
She covered her mouth, smiling sweetly at my flushed cheeks. Damn, her smile's gorgeous.
"Th-thank you..."
I stuttered more, and Entike chimed in.
"He's a bit shy. Might need some extra guidance in various areas... Please take good care of him, Olivia."
"No worries. Helping folks like you is our joy. Don't feel burdened."
Entike and Olivia exchanged a few work-related words, nodded, greeted me, and she headed back to the guild.
Alone with Olivia now, she smiled softly and gestured to the sofa.
"Come on, Raoul. Let's chat about your upcoming life at the nunnery."