Unexpected Reunion at the Nunnery
I chatted with Olivia, the beauty with her beige long hair and gentle features, about all sorts of things.
We sat on the same sofa, keeping a slight distance between us. The way her massive breasts strained against her nun's habit, impossible to hide, was incredibly erotic. And with her leaning in close like that, chatting so amiably, her chest kept drawing my eyes whether I wanted it to or not.
I'll definitely get a good look at those later.
"...And from what it says here, you worked at a general store?"
"Yes. I only did things like organizing the warehouse... Um, if it's something that needs strength, I can help."
"Oh my. That's awfully reassuring. Hehe..."
Olivia smiled naturally at my earnest words, reaching out to gently stroke my head. Her touch was so warm—probably from years of comforting others—that I found myself wanting to act spoiled without even realizing it.
As she stroked my head with that benevolent smile, she parted her soft lips to reply.
"But rather than thinking about what you should do right now, wouldn't it be better to just relax and take it easy?"
"But... doing nothing..."
When I reacted negatively, Olivia tilted her head slightly, peering at me intently. She read the word 'anxiety' on my face.
"Hmm... That's not to say there's nothing you can do to help... Right. You need time to adjust first... You can't just dive into work without knowing anything, can you?"
"Ah. Y-Yeah, that makes sense."
I answered, but my face still drooped. Seeing that, Olivia panicked a bit, thinking it over before making a suggestion.
"How about joining the nuns for their lessons, then?"
"Lessons?"
She nodded, explaining briefly. It was nothing major—just basic moral education with a religious flavor. The kind that screamed "boring" from the description alone. Still, I readily agreed. Better than sitting around doing nothing; it meant more chances to meet and interact with people. Who knew where the next plot hook might come from?
"Well then... I think we've covered everything. Shall we take a tour of the nunnery?"
"Sure."
With that, Olivia led me out of the abbess's office.
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So, the layout of this nunnery is roughly like this. The main buildings form a 'U' shape, connected by cloisters. It's the kind of design you see a lot in newer school buildings. The central structure is a grand three-story building, while the left and right wings connected by cloisters are two stories each.
The first floor of the central building houses offices for administrative work—like the abbess's room I was just in—and next to them is the chapter room where the nuns read the nunnery rules or scriptures.
The second and third floors are dorms for the regular nuns... By the way, regular nuns are those still learning the basics of faith or who haven't fully mastered divine power yet. There are a few older sisters, but mostly young ones.
Higher up are the senior nuns, who are training to become paladins or priests and can control divine power to a certain degree. They assist cathedral priests in treating patients or subjugating monsters and beasts.
"Do all the regular nuns sleep here?"
Up on the second floor, I tilted my head, looking around the dorm. No signs of life—everyone must be at their duties.
"That's right. What do you think? Nice and tidy, isn't it?"
Olivia opened a door, revealing four or five single beds lined up on one side. The other side had chairs and small tables, probably for snacks or tea parties. No individual curtains, so privacy wasn't a big priority. Felt like a university dorm.
Four or five to a room...
Group hypnosis was still limited by the goddesses, so no wild orgy parties here. Besides, Olivia wouldn't let a kid like me bunk with them anyway.
Passing through the cloister to the left wing, we found the nuns' workshops. I didn't go in, but apparently they make daily necessities by hand or weave clothes.
The right wing had a large communal dining hall on the first floor and warehouses on the second. The wooden tables were neatly arranged, spotlessly clean.
We stepped outside and moved behind the central building.
"See those buildings there?"
"Yeah... One, two... Three in total."
Olivia gave a quick rundown on the three structures. One was guest quarters and senior nun dorms—cozy individual rooms, like studio apartments. Another was Olivia's own residence; she seemed to have it all to herself. Even devout followers might feel awkward sharing with the abbess, and the modest size didn't scream luxury, so no real favoritism. Seniors probably earned their privacy with extra duties.
The last was the chapel, big enough for at least 200 people. She said it was for laypeople from the village; despite the nearby Tierin Cathedral, there was plenty of demand.
Makes sense—if I were a believer, I'd pick pretty ladies over stern cathedral vibes for my worship, atmosphere be damned.
"That's the full rundown on our nunnery... Anything else you're curious about?"
"Oh, uh... So where am I sleeping from now on?"
"We have a few empty senior nun rooms, so I assigned you one..."
Olivia paused mid-explanation, looking down at me with a kind expression and a soft smile.
"If you get lonely, want to stay at my place?"
The word "Yes" nearly escaped my throat, but I swallowed it just in time. Sure, I could hypnotize her and fool around right away, but my wild days with Cecilia and Eli had taught me a lesson—even in this world, lazing around like a playboy melts your brain into sweet mush, grinding progress to a halt.
"No, that'd be a bother for you... Entike said living alone is good practice for independence."
"Mm. It's not necessarily a bother... But if that's what she said."
Olivia looked a tad disappointed, straightening up from her slight lean.
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Senior nun quarters. I lay on my bed, arms crossed behind my head.
Olivia said I could wander or rest until dinner; she'd come fetch me beforehand and told me to stay put till then.
A bit boring. Around now, I'd usually be deep into some lewd mother-daughter routine. The sudden change felt off, hard to adjust...
By the way, basic underwear and clothes were already sent ahead by Cecilia via Entike.
Anyway, let's regroup. The saintess arrives at Tierin Cathedral within a month. I'll siphon or share her divine power bit by bit to grow stronger. Keep it up, and like Mary said, I might even snag a seat as a lowly lower god someday. Then I can save those goddesses—turned masturbating lesbians after bad bosses kept them from men.
Adulthood means more fights, so it'll get tougher. But before the saintess...
"Maybe practice handling divine power?"
I murmured softly. Regardless of my tastes, self-improvement to get stronger seemed smart. This body was blessed by the goddesses for easier divine power control and spirit affinity. Not aiming for paladin or priest, but with a big "Specialized EXP +300%" sign, who'd pass?
I'll look into it properly later. But this nunnery...
Pushing aside sane plans, my mind filled with sleazy, vulgar lust. Training's training. Doesn't stop me from living dirty here too. The goddesses sent me to get raunchy, jerking off to my milf play. Turn this into an orgy den—how?
Hypnosis is one-on-one, once a day. Efficiency first. Exploit faith? Brainwash the top—Olivia—to control everyone? She's the boss, but...
Too vague. Nuns aren't idiots. Better scout usable targets first. Can't plan perfectly hours in. Observe calmly; no rush.
Gazing out the window at the sky, a knock sounded.
*knock knock*
"Who is it? Olivia?"
Too early for dinner. I uncrossed my arms, sitting up, when a faint mutter came from outside.
*...A real boy's voice?*
Then a clear, childish girl's voice.
"You inside. Open the door."
The snappy tone didn't fit a nunnery. No softness, steady and sharp. No way?*
"Y-Yeah. One sec. Opening now."
A 'maybe' flashed in my mind, but it was ridiculous—I shook it off and opened the door.
*creeeak...*
"........................Ah."
The girl standing there came into full view.
And I already knew her.
Sleek golden hair cascading down. Beneath her swaying bangs, those mischievous, bratty eyes.
Memories from my early isekai days flooded back.
"S-St-Stella?!"
"What the...? You're that servant from my house, aren't you?"
The baron's daughter who tormented me with her brother. Stella stood before me.