Chapter 84
Chapter 84
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 84
Chapter Title: Devil in the Pews
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“Eirin, do you want an illusion to facilitate conversation?”
“…….”
Eirin, who had come out after washing up thoroughly, couldn't answer rashly.
“Um, well, you see…….”
“Like the illusion you saw before?”
[Gibberish removed]
“…Yes.”
Eirin nodded with a flushed face.
I'd suspected as much ever since she first called me and asked to be brought to the shop.
“You know it might not go exactly as you wish, right?”
Eirin nodded once more.
She seemed to shrink back a little, embarrassed.
“Understood. Shall we continue with the same settings as before?”
“…I'd like that.”
Hmm, a devil, huh.
If the Goddess found out, wouldn't this warrant divine punishment?
Is this okay, Goddess?
No response.
‘That means it's fine, right?’
With no reply, I'll take that as permission.
“Alright. Please stand in the center there.”
Eirin tiptoed to the center of the magic circle.
“But, is this really okay?”
“The nuns?”
She expressed affirmation through silence.
“No need to worry. After hearing all that, they wouldn't dare come.”
They might be outside the shop.
But no one would dare enter.
It would mean defying the Saintess's words.
‘Though I was the one who said it.’
I'd sense their presence if they approached, so I could handle it easily.
“Th-thank you.”
“Then let's begin.”
Eirin nodded, and I activated the magic circle.
At that moment, just like in previous illusions, the world changed.
The newly appeared space was the church from the first illusion Eirin had experienced.
Dong- dong- dong-.
Sacred bells rang out.
“Ah…….”
The moment she saw the church from when she was first chosen as Saintess, Eirin felt her heart grow calm.
“I'm inside the illusion.”
Confirming that the surrounding air didn't react even when she spoke, Eirin felt a sense of relief.
Having confirmed that the Divine Word—the precious power granted by the Goddess, yet also the shackles binding her—had vanished, Eirin looked around with a lighter heart.
The familiar church.
The nostalgic bell tolls.
Unlike the grand main cathedral, this small church brought comfort, filled with the fragrance of flowers.
“Huh?”
As she looked around, she noticed something different from before.
“There are people?”
She saw people entering the church.
‘There was definitely no one the first time.’
In the previous illusion, there hadn't been a soul in sight.
But why now?
Her bewilderment was brief as she watched the people heading to the church.
Most of those entering were commoners.
Dressed in the simple clothes of rural housewives and young men, they all headed to the church with smiles.
She cautiously approached the people going to the church.
“So, yesterday I caught a deer, right?”
“No way, how'd you manage that?”
“Mom, they said snacks at church today.”
“Yeah, yeah. Let's hurry.”
They shared their daily lives with each other, laughing heartily.
Just watching made her smile involuntarily.
Not only their words, but every expression felt utterly real—no way to think it was all an illusion.
Even up close like this, there was no trace of the unnaturalness typical of illusions.
“…To think this is an illusion.”
If her Divine Word hadn't manifested, she would have denied it outright.
As she marveled.
“Do you like it?”
“Eek!”
She jumped in fright at Max's voice, who had approached her side unnoticed.
“M-Max Brother.”
“Thanks to Eirin's divine power last time, the magic circle got reinforced once more. I made a few internal improvements too. So now, even adding people like this doesn't strain it.”
“Wow…… I see. Those people are all so real…….”
“Illusions created by the magic circle.”
“Amazing.”
Eirin gazed in admiration at the people's backs.
“Not going into the church?”
“Is that okay? There are priests inside, and if I go…….”
“It's fine. Right now, you're not the Saintess.”
“Oh.”
The current Eirin was just human Eirin, not the Silent Saintess.
“Let's go.”
“Sure.”
Of course.
If she were the Saintess right now, the people in the illusion would have clasped their hands in prayer upon seeing her.
‘I was worrying over nothing.’
A strange sense of liberation lifted her spirits.
Eirin entered the church with Max.
The church interior was filled with a pulpit where the priest gave sermons and chairs packed with parishioners.
The chairs were crammed full with those who had come to worship.
Because of that, Eirin and Max had no choice but to sit in the very back row.
Even as Eirin entered the church, no one recognized her.
“Being ignored feels surprisingly nice.”
Eirin felt her lips curl up involuntarily with a lighthearted ease.
“Thank you.”
Seated, she sincerely thanked Max beside her.
Without him, she wouldn't have felt this way.
“For what?”
Max's tone had turned oddly roguish.
Unaware of the oddity, Eirin fidgeted with her fingers as she replied.
“Just everything. Thanks to you, Max Brother, I could feel free from the Divine Word, and escape the nuns' oppression. Being Saintess always felt like carrying a heavy burden on my shoulders, but now it's so much better.”
“And?”
What?
His tone was different from usual.
Feeling the dissonance, Eirin turned to look at Max.
And there.
“Finally giving me some attention, huh?”
Was Max transformed into a devil, lounging casually.
“Br-Brother?”
“Still seeing me as a brother? Even after I've turned into a devil like this?”
“H-How…….”
“Our Saintess requested it. She wanted me to become a devil again, like before.”
“Th-that's…….”
She hadn't wanted it to start right away.
She'd hoped for a bit more conversation first, slowly……
“Sorry, but I don't have much patience.”
Max spoke as if reading her thoughts, with a cocky grin.
He leaned slightly toward her, lips curling up.
“How's this look? Tailored to Saintess's tastes.”
Shiny golden hair, a lean yet thickly muscled, taut body, bronzed skin.
It was a devil different in vibe from the one in her first illusion.
“Last time, you seemed to want a bulkier, more muscular devil, but it's changed a bit now. Not every devil's to your liking, huh?”
“…….”
“No way our Saintess is that much of a pervert.”
Eirin couldn't refute Max's words.
The glistening bronzed skin.
The muscles.
The shiny golden hair.
All exactly the devil she'd imagined.
From the day of that first illusion.
After being ravished by devil-Max inside it, she'd always fantasized.
What would it feel like to be taken by a devil again?
Wouldn't it be even better than before?
She'd even denied it to comfort herself.
But it was true—Max's current form was slightly different from her initial imaginings.
Still, it fit perfectly within her tastes.
“Really?”
“N-No, that's not it.”
Too late to deny it now.
Max wore a mischievous smile.
Eirin could tell it was the face of someone revving up.
“Max, no. There are still people here. And this is a church. A place to spread God's teachings…….”
Max's hand began to touch her thigh.
“So you hate it?”
“Huh?”
“If you hate it, we'll stop.”
Max's hand on her thigh started sliding inward.
“That's not…….”
Under Max's implicit threat that refusal would end it, Eirin panicked and glanced around.
Everyone was busy chatting among themselves.
“Haang~!”
When Max's hand slipped into her secret place, Eirin let out a moan unwittingly.
“Your pussy's so hot. Is the Saintess's pussy always this warm?”
“W-Wait. Not here…….”
“No one's noticing. Don't worry. Who'd ever imagine impure caresses happening in the back row of this sacred church?”
“Haang…….”
The people continued their conversations, oblivious.
Seeing them, Eirin was gripped by a thrill of taboo.
In this place where others came to hear the priest and receive the Goddess's teachings, doing something immoral—her mind went blank at the sight of herself.
“Now, I shall deliver the word.”
The priest, now arrived, began spreading the Goddess's teachings.
Everyone fell silent, focusing on the priest.
But.
Squelch squelch.
Eirin's pussy started clenching in earnest from then on.
“Hnng! W-Wait. Th-they'll hear.”
Eirin desperately grabbed Max's hand, which was teasing her lower body and fingering her pussy.
“Stop here?”
Eirin felt her strength drain at Max's mocking whisper.
Why did his words, spoken by that handsome devil with a smile, sap her will like this?
“And honestly, you love it.”
Each time Max whispered into her ear, it tingled, sending shivers through her whole body.
“Aaah…….”
The moans escaped on their own.
How could no one notice with a devil right here?
Priest, can't you see me with this devil right now?
“Everyone else following the Goddess's word, while you're the only one succumbing to the devil's temptation, wiggling your ass…… You love dripping pussy juice like that, don't you?”
She tried to deny Max's words.
“Hnng!”
But only moans spilled from her lips.
“If you really hated it, you wouldn't spread your legs like this or make that dumb face drooling.”
“M-Max Brother.”
“I'm not your brother. Look—anyone can see I'm a devil.”
His hand suddenly gripped her breast.
“This is the desire you craved, you slut.”
Eirin couldn't move at Max's insulting words as he berated her.
“Stop…….”
“By the way, our Saintess picked up a new kink?”
“What do you…….”
“Last time, a little brush play on your body made you cum so many times.”
“…….”
“You thought I didn't know?”
H-He even knew about that?
But how?
She'd hidden it so well……
“Don't worry. Today, I'll carve my mark on your slutty body to match that taste.”
“Huh?”
“If you cum five times because of me, a lewd gate will engrave on your lower belly. So hold out. You perverted Saintess.”
“No…….”
A lewd gate if I cum?
He'd carve one meant for succubi on me?
‘No.’
Even in this situation, her sopping pussy kept her mind from working straight.
But one thing was clear.
She absolutely couldn't cum.
“Hnng!”
But her body couldn't resist the jolting pleasure and climaxed lightly.
“One.”
“N-No…….”
“Quiet your voice. If the people up front hear your slutty moans and turn around, you're done.”
“St-Stop. Hnng! If they turn, y-you too…….”
“Who do you think they'll believe? The pervert slut spreading her legs and gushing pussy juice before the Goddess? Or the pious young man praying earnestly?”
“……Huh?”
“The priest up there doesn't even know I'm a devil—think ordinary folks will notice?”
At those words, Eirin looked at the priest again.
The priest, still oblivious to her state.
Was there no way to win this?