Chapter 254: Confession
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 254: Confession
“Ah~ Why don’t masters grow on trees? I wish you grew on a tree like a piece of fruit.”
Rin, sprawled out on the sofa, suddenly spouted such nonsense.
It was obvious she was about to say something ridiculous, but I felt I couldn't just ignore her, so I responded.
“Why is that?”
“So I could pluck you.”
“…”
Of course.
“If you keep joking around, I’ll eat you right up.”
“Really?”
“I should just save my breath.”
A sigh escaped me.
What in the world was I supposed to do with her?
Ignoring her when she spouts nonsense really is the best answer.
“By the way, Elize, I think you’ve been going out every night. Where have you been going?”
“To the cathedral. I’ve been hearing the citizens’ confessions.”
“What’s a confession?”
“It’s where you confess your sins and receive forgiveness. Think of it as helping sinners repent.”
Rin tilted her head.
“Is there any point to that? Isn’t it just self-justification?”
“If confessing brings peace of mind and encourages one to right their wrongs, then it’s a worthwhile endeavor. And since nothing that happens in the confessional can be spoken of outside, there’s no burden on the one speaking.”
What a lie.
I would not recommend confessing to Elize. The last time I confessed to her, she came and confronted me about it immediately.
Her idea of confidentiality was about as reliable as Rin’s “I totally get it!” It was meaningless.
“Hmm.”
But Rin seemed intrigued.
To anyone else, it might have looked like she was simply curious about a new culture, but I saw it differently.
It seemed she had a transgression of her own to hide.
*
Tonight’s duty fell to Narsha.
She now stood before the bedroom door.
Once, Narsha had been the one to staunchly insist that men and women be kept separate, but as time passed and circumstances changed, so too did her mindset.
Five slaves, each actively flaunting their strengths to win Karami’s heart.
If she stood still, she would fall behind. She couldn’t maintain the stance of a noble lady forever.
While she had no choice but to act dignified in front of others to highlight Karami’s greatness, when she was alone with him, she had to be a thorough slave.
Only then would Karami feel comfortable enough to lay a hand on her.
She even had a goal of her own.
To become the most favored slave, Narsha’s plan was to bear his child—a beautiful little slave.
It was a common strategy in noble society to secure the position of the official wife. Of course, in this case, she would need to bear a daughter, not a son.
If she was the first to give birth to a daughter, she would take the lead in this competition.
Conveniently, there were many non-humans around, and it wasn’t easy for different species to have children together. This gave Narsha, a human like Karami, a slight advantage.
“Hoo…”
Narsha took a deep breath, calming her nerves.
One last check before entering.
Her makeup was light, her hair tied back and draped over one shoulder to expose her nape.
She’d styled it that way because she knew Karami liked to bury his face in her nape and inhale her scent.
For her attire, she wore a custom-made negligee of harmoniously blended red and black. It exposed her shoulders and collarbones, and the faint silhouette visible through the fabric stimulated a peculiar sort of imagination.
She had even spritzed on a new perfume to give a different impression.
Okay, preparations complete.
Narsha knocked on the door.
“Master, it is Narsha. May I enter?”
“Come in.”
Narsha entered the bedroom.
“Pardon my intrusion. I am in your care tonight.”
Karami answered with a faint smile.
Narsha approached with delicate steps and sat down beside him.
“This is a different scent than usual. Did you use a new perfume?”
“Yes, how… is it?”
“It’s nice. However.”
Karami leaned his face in close to Narsha. He seemed to be smelling her beautifully styled hair, then he buried his face in her nape and took a deep breath.
His breath on her skin made Narsha flinch ever so slightly.
“Perfume is nice, but I also like Narsha’s natural scent.”
“That is… I am still too shy…”
“You can do it whenever you’re ready, Narsha.”
“I will be ready by next time…”
An enigmatic conversation that would have baffled any onlooker took place.
“If there’s nothing else you want, shall we sleep?”
“Um, Master?”
“If you have something to say, go ahead.”
“Have you given any thought as to your posterity?”
“Posterity? Hmm, let’s see. I’ve never really thought about it.”
Back on Earth, Karami had been the type to lie in bed all day, fiddling with his phone. Low birth rates were a problem for another world.
He tried to picture himself having a child and becoming a father, but the image wouldn’t form.
“Is there a need to think about it so urgently? Let’s take our time.”
“No, later will be too late. You, Master, and your slaves are all of the right age. Now is the most suitable time to have healthy children.”
Narsha clung to the topic tenaciously. Karami would engage in sexual banter, but he had a tendency to subtly evade things when they threatened to go further.
If his slaves didn't make the first move, it felt like he would never lay a hand on them.
“Or… am I not enough to satisfy you, Master?”
With a subtle touch designed to stir a man’s heart, Narsha caressed Karami’s chest. Her gaze was bewitching as she slowly leaned her head forward.
CRASH!
The window burst open, and Elize and Rin came tumbling inside. And this was the fifth floor.
“Master! Master!”
“I told you not to say it!”
Shaking off Rin, who was trying to clamp a hand over her mouth, Elize spat out the words that had been bubbling up in her throat.
“She says she fucked you!”
*
Every night, Elize fulfilled her duties as a Saint by working as a nun in Noctar’s cathedral.
Since she was periodically receiving Karami’s blood, she needed to perform her duties as a cleric to maintain a semblance of balance.
Of course, her identity as the Saint was a secret. If it were revealed that the Saint was in Noctar, the city would surely erupt into chaos.
For now, Elize’s official status was that of a wandering nun.
I need to grow Master’s church, too.
Elize’s faith was split in two. One path led to the Order of Balance, the other to Karami’s Reaper's Order.
She had no intention of giving up either. No matter what, Ordo, the God of the Order of Balance, had never abandoned her.
They say a parent never disowns their child, so as long as Elize believed in her god, he would surely forgive her for having a dual faith.
Probably?
Her divine power hadn't been cut off yet, so she had to be right.
What Elize enjoyed most was her work in the confessional.
In the past, she had hated it, unable to accept that she, a person stained with blood, could forgive sins in God’s name. But not anymore.
She loved that she could save others, just as she had been saved. The moment when someone, worn down by guilt, regained their vitality…
“Hah, it’s truly the best.”
It seemed it was her calling, after all.
The door opened, and a new penitent entered. A captivating fragrance wafted in. Elize knew instantly whose scent it was.
But it was taboo to reveal personal relationships here. With a practiced demeanor, Elize addressed the penitent.
“Welcome. Confess your sins and be absolved.”
“I just have to talk? You won’t tell anyone else, no matter what I say, right?”
“What happens in the confessional is known only to the Lord. Please, speak freely without any burden.”
“You promise?”
“I swear it to God.”
What in the world is she about to say that requires such caution? The penitent on the other side of the screen slowly began to speak.
“So, Rin… back when it was just me and Master, I secretly pounced on him.”
“…Excuse me? Pounced? What do you mean by…”
“I used my magic to put him to sleep so he couldn’t wake up, then I got on top of him and rocked my hips like crazy. It was probably the happiest moment of my life. It felt so damn good, you know?”
“???”
“The problem is, Master still doesn’t know. Should I tell him? He’d be angry, right? But if I tell him, then everyone will know that Rin is the slave who has the best relationship with Master…”
…
Silence descended.
“What? Why aren’t you answering?”
Slam!
Thump, thump, thump!
The back door of the confessional flew open, followed by the sound of urgent footsteps. Reacting to the noise, Rin exited the confessional. Elize was sprinting at full speed.
“Master! This crazy fox did something to you…!”
“Hey! Where are you going?”
“I’m going to tell everyone that you assaulted Master!”
Elize spread her two pairs of wings and took flight.
Not to be outdone, Rin gave chase, her nine tails fluttering behind her.
“You said it was a secret, you big-assed saint! You swore to God!”
“Screw God! There are secrets in this world that should be kept and secrets that shouldn’t, you crazy fox who fucks her master!”
“Get back here! You’re dead if I catch you!”
“You think I’m going to stop when you say you’ll kill me if you catch me?”
A chase scene in the middle of the night.
By a hair's breadth, Elize succeeded in entering Karami’s bedroom.
And so, we return to the present.
“She did what to me?”
All six slaves were gathered in one room.
Karami sat on the edge of the bed, and kneeling on the floor before him was Rin.
The hearing had begun.