Chapter 165
Chapter 165
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 165
Chapter Title: Eirin's Indoor Date
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Saintess Eirin was standing hesitantly in front of our shop.
She was dressed a bit differently from usual.
Unlike her usual visits in her nun's habit, today she had come in casual clothes.
She wore a simple one-piece dress in muted colors, topped with a hat that covered her pink hair.
Her long pink hair was neatly braided and tied back demurely.
It was clear she wanted to hide her identity as the Saintess.
Even now, she kept glancing around anxiously, worried someone might spot her.
"Ah, h-hello, Max brother. Haha."
Was she self-conscious about her outfit?
Eirin fiddled awkwardly with the hem of her dress as she greeted me with an embarrassed smile.
Her face flushed red, and she didn't know what to do with herself.
She looked less like a Saintess and more like a noble lady fresh from the countryside, new to the city.
A pleasant fragrance wafted from her body.
Not her usual faint skin scent, but something sweetly floral.
It was like perfume, tickling my nose with its sweetness.
She seemed so embarrassed.
If I left her like this, she might faint on the spot, so I ushered her inside.
"Come on in."
The hesitant girl hurried inside.
Only then did she exhale in relief, clutching her chest, no longer worried about prying eyes.
"Whew, i-it's been so long since I wore casual clothes... it feels awkward. Sorry about that."
Eirin bowed her head awkwardly.
"No need to be embarrassed. It suits you perfectly."
"R-Really?"
"Yes. The calm vibe matches you so well. It looks great."
"I see. Hehe."
She smiled shyly, as if the compliment embarrassed her.
"You... called me by name properly this time."
"I did promise, didn't I?"
I recalled her request to use her name when we were alone.
"But why the casual clothes today?"
"Ah, well..."
She hesitated for a moment before flashing an evasive smile.
"I just... wanted to come as Eirin today, not the Saintess."
"I see."
She waved her hands frantically.
"N-No, today is my rare day off as the Saintess! Don't get the wrong idea! I-It's not like I have feelings for you or anything, Max brother..."
"I know."
"You... know?"
"Of course. I know better than anyone that the Saintess wouldn't develop romantic feelings for someone else."
"..."
Eirin's eyes drooped slightly.
Why the reaction?
It felt like I'd stepped on a landmine.
"R-Right. Yeah. The Saintess has pledged her purity to the Goddess, after all. Haha."
"Would you like some tea?"
"Yes, please. Something cool."
The atmosphere grew even more awkward.
While I prepared the tea, Eirin sat on the sofa, fidgeting as she sorted her thoughts.
"Um, Max brother."
"Yes, Eirin."
"Has... Niki been here by any chance?"
"...I'm not sure what you mean."
"Hero Niki. I was wondering if she visited your shop."
A sudden question.
About another customer, no less.
"I'm afraid I don't disclose information about other customers."
"The fact that you said 'other customer' means..."
"I only meant that I'm not confirming or denying whether someone named Niki visited."
I added quickly to stop her from inferring too much from my words.
"...Though Niki did brag to me about it."
I didn't actually think Niki had bragged.
No matter how close they were, they probably wouldn't share intimate experiences like that.
Or maybe.
I'd heard girls sometimes share stories about their boyfriends.
But just in case.
If I misspoke here, it might look like I was blabbing customer info.
"I have no idea what you're talking about. How Hero visited our shop or whatever..."
I played dumb.
"I see. I must have misheard."
Gulp.
She downed the cool tea in one go.
"You're not here for a service today?"
"...I am. I have to. It's my precious day off."
Eirin clenched her fist as she said it.
"You're talking more than usual today."
"...I feel safe around you, brother. Even if my words accidentally trigger Divine Word, you're someone who can handle it..."
Fair enough.
Her usual silence stemmed from fear that speaking might activate her Divine Word.
Without that worry, it was natural for her to open up.
"So, what illusion would you like today?"
"..."
She fidgeted with her fingers, seemingly deep in thought.
"Well..."
Why was she hesitating so much?
What kind of illusion did she want?
I reviewed the illusions Eirin had requested before.
A Saintess tempted by a demon.
A Saintess caressed and ravished by a demon in the corner of a church full of people.
A Saintess begging forgiveness from the goddess statue while being taken by a demon in front of it.
Even without demons, it was always about the pure Saintess falling into depravity.
So what kind of fall did she crave this time that made her hesitate so?
"A normal indoor date... something a Saintess could never experience..."
Her words left me momentarily speechless.
Sorry, Saintess.
I've been too corrupt.
I'd pegged you as nothing but a lewd Saintess.
It turned out she was hesitating because she wanted something ordinary to others but impossible for her.
Guilt washed over me unexpectedly.
Coming in casual clothes today must have been her setup for this everyday indoor date.
"An indoor date, huh."
She wanted a plain, pure love illusion, not some elaborate production.
Thinking about it, this was probably the first such request.
Even my favorite AV actress Nanako, whose pure love works I recalled while creating this illusion magic, was famous for them.
But every illusion I'd made here so far had been mostly...
'Defeat, corruption, masochism training, pleasure torture—that kind of thing.'
This plain request felt oddly out of place by comparison.
A female customer blushing furiously, shyly craving a sweet pure love date.
It felt strangely arousing.
"Got it. I'll make it perfect. But first..."
I asked her.
"What kind of partner would you like? Since it's a date, looks might matter more than usual."
"Ah, th-th-that's..."
This time, she hesitated even longer than before.
After a while without answering, she pointed at me with her finger.
"...Me?"
"...Yes."
She hurriedly added.
"N-No, I mean... I've already seen you in other illusions, so it's more comfortable, and s-since a Saintess can't be with a man, I h-haven't thought about other men... And picking a woman would make it hard to immerse myself..."
She bowed her head after her rushed explanation.
"Th-That's why I chose you. S-Sorry."
"No need to apologize. It's fine."
It actually made things easier that she was so upfront.
Better to have a familiar partner in the illusion, especially for someone shy like Eirin with little human interaction.
Especially since we'd shared an experience in a previous illusion, where I turned into a demon.
Even if it was the magic circle's arbitrary design.
"Alright, then. A normal indoor date, right?"
"Y-Yes."
"Go ahead and shower and relax. If you want, you can keep wearing your casual clothes instead of our lounge wear today."
At my words, Eirin lightly gripped the hem of her dress and nodded.
"...Okay."
She hurried into the shower room.
"Um, brother."
"Yes?"
"Absolutely, absolutely do not peek into the shower!"
"I won't."
"Absolutely!"
Why deny it so vehemently?
'Could it be...'
They say strong denial is affirmation.
Was this a sign she wanted me to look?
The Saintess was unpredictable today.
Before coming to Max's shop, Eirin headed to her room.
It was her hard-earned day off.
With a succubus on the loose, taking a holiday might seem absurd.
But the succubus, wherever it was, had been handed off to Hero Niki, and it wasn't strong enough to wield power in the imperial capital with the Emperor present.
The capital's mages, elite holy knights, and the Empire's 1st Knight Order had more than enough firepower to slaughter a succubus.
It just happened to be immune to her Divine Word.
'A day off won't hurt.'
So she stuck to her original schedule.
Being the Saintess was holy, but also more grueling than any other role.
Thus, Saintesses got one day off per month, free from all duties.
Not that they abandoned their vow of chastity, but at least they could shed their nun habits and wear pretty clothes.
She even spritzed on perfume she could never use normally.
A floral fragrance wafted around her.
And then.
"Hoo, hoo."
For the first time, she used an ancient ritual favored by lonely nuns to soothe their isolation while upholding purity.
She'd never planned to go this far for Max's shop.
But Niki's expression when they met.
That blissful, womanly smile had ignited something in Eirin's heart.
'I can't do it because of my purity vow to the Goddess.'
That's why.
She resolved to go through with it today.
Having cast the ritual, she donned casual clothes and headed to Max's shop.
Why had requesting an indoor date illusion felt so much more shameful?
More than begging to fall to a demon—it was harder, more embarrassing.
After that mortifying request, she entered the shower alone.
Thump thump.
Her heart raced like a girl's visiting her boyfriend's place for real.
'I hope I don't smell weird.'
Worried, she sniffed herself right after entering.
No odd smells.
Just the faint lingering perfume.
"Hoo..."
Eirin sighed and began undressing to wash up.
Her pristine naked body appeared before the mirror.
Large breasts, flawless white skin, a slender waist, and prominent hips.
A figure too curvaceous for a Saintess.
Anyone else might not believe she was one—it was that stunning.
Or perhaps, its beauty would make them praise her as a true Saintess.
Eirin gazed at her body.
Twisting to check her hips, she nodded.
On Eirin's hips was a white sheet of paper inscribed with blue letters, stuck firmly from her tailbone to her anus.
It clung tightly to her skin, refusing to peel off.
"It's still on properly."
A ritual for lonely nuns to ease solitude while preserving purity.
The talisman bearing it was perfectly adhered to the Saintess's plump rear.
Eirin knew from past illusions that Max adjusted sensations by touching her body during them.
The illusion would undress her today too.
Then he'd see her like this.
A Saintess with her rear sealed by a talisman.
'What would Max brother think if he saw this?'
He wouldn't think I'm a pervert, right?
'I hope this doesn't ruin the illusion midway.'
Max was someone who kept secrets to the end.
Even if he knew what it meant, he'd never tell others.
And.
'Maybe... he'll go all the way...'
Steel-ing her resolve amid rising anticipation, Eirin lightly washed up and redressed.
"Hoo..."
She exhaled hot breath.