The Nun Caring for the Children
Sebastian had left my side, but his familiars were still circling around me.
They kept watching me while staying hidden from view.
Of course, I took measures on my end too. Nothing major, just...
"P-Priest... P-Priest, Priiiest...♡"
-Squish squish! Slurp! Lick!
"Delicious as always, Miss Viola."
"I-It's... embawwassing...♡"
When Viola and I were getting intimate like that—for the honor of both her and myself—I blocked the eyes and ears of those familiars.
Once we were done, I reopened them, so Sebastian never complained.
...To be frank, even if I went all out, Sebastian would probably interpret it in the most positive light for me.
I was certain of it, considering how he'd praised me to the heavens last time even when I told him the plain truth.
Anyway, a whole week had passed like that—covering Sebastian's familiars' senses while devouring Viola.
In that week, I'd changed a lot.
Before, I felt like a human with just an incubus species tag. Now, I was a full-fledged incubus.
Even looking at Viola made my mouth water, blood rush south, and I ached to grab and toy with that lewd, lascivious body of hers however I pleased.
At the same time, I wanted to guzzle down the pussy juices she'd squirt, and spray my cum all over her insides and out.
And it wasn't just Viola anymore. I was starting to feel a faint temptation toward the other women in the village too.
Funny thing—or pathetic, maybe—but even though I felt that temptation clearly, I hadn't touched any woman but Viola. I didn't even think about it.
Because Viola was way more attractive than the others?
Sure, that was part of it, but there was a deeper reason.
Taking another woman just didn't seem like it'd yield yin energy as abundant or pure as Viola's. And honestly, fucking anyone else probably wouldn't bring the same pleasure or thrill.
But Viola? She gave me her body willingly whenever I asked. And she was right there, the closest option.
Why bother chasing other women when Viola was easy, convenient, and the tastiest thing around? No hassle needed.
What would Sebastian say if he saw this? Would he force some praise like, "This too is the king's choice!"? Or show a different reaction?
I had no idea what it'd be, but I was dead certain he'd spin it into infinite positivity anyway.
With that confidence, I stroked Viola, who'd just cum hard from me eating her out moments ago.
"Miss Viola, it's about time for the children to arrive."
"Ah... Y-Yes..."
"Let's greet them."
"Yes... Father..."
Still twitching, she got up and started tidying the area with me.
I could use Clean Magic to finish in seconds, but cleaning together with her was enjoyable enough, so we did it by hand.
Unless she'd passed out from cumming too much, of course.
Before long, everything was spotless, and Viola whispered to me.
"Father... I'll go change..."
"Yes, go ahead."
She trotted off to the hut behind us in quick little steps, and I watched her, lost in a pointless question.
She came buckets every day, soaking everything, yet her clothes always stayed pristine. I did the laundry, sure, but she seemed to have a surprising variety of underwear.
Why'd she bring so much lingerie...? That kind of meaningless curiosity.
And trailing from that: Does Viola only own white underwear? If she had others, I'd love to see them.
It was the kind of thought that got me hard just imagining, so I kept fantasizing...
"Priiiest!"
-Thud thud thud thud! -Splat!
"Whoa there, Nana. You can't run around like that."
The kid who barreled into my arms was Nana, a ten-year-old girl.
She was full of energy—sometimes a handful for Viola—but obedient at heart, so Viola adored her.
"Did you arrive first, Nana?"
"Yep! But Father, why do you call us 'Miss' or 'Mister'?"
"What do you mean?"
"We call parents 'Brother' or 'Sister'!"
To explain: I used "-san" like "Miss" or "Mister" for people I was comfortable with.
For those needing more formality or distance, it was strictly "Brother" or "Sister."
Viola was the exception. The first time, "Miss Viola" slipped out in surprise.
She seemed to like it, though, so I kept it. I'd ask her later if it bothered her.
But first, deal with our cute little interrupter.
"Should I call you Sister Nana, then?"
"Ugh, that's weird!"
"Right?"
I nodded at her, then told her:
"Wait in the classroom? We'll join you and Miss Viola soon."
"Okay! Oh, right! Today we play at the river with Sister Viola, yeah!?"
Already that day?
I took the kids to the river up ahead periodically.
I'd cleared all the monsters around it and set barriers on the path to keep them out.
Viola could handle it there. No issues.
That's why I'd allowed it.
"Don't go anywhere else. Listen to Miss Viola."
"Got it!"
Nana dashed energetically into the classroom.
What a good kid. Nana and the others—all of them.
*
After lessons and lunch, I looked at Viola.
She wore a pure white sundress—far more practical than her habit.
"Miss Viola, comfortable outfit?"
"Yes, super comfy."
"Good. Take care of the kids."
"Yes...!"
She nodded, gazing at me.
Those eyes wore me down, so I let her go alone—but honestly, I had no intention of truly leaving her unsupervised.
Variables could pop up anytime.
But she'd insisted firmly, "Father needs a break too!" So I relented.
"Father, we're off!"
"See ya~"
"Bye!"
"We'll be back!"
The kids waved goodbye in their own ways, and I waved back at Viola.
And...
"......Follow them."
I summoned one of my bat familiars and sent it after her secretly.
Just in case. If something happened, I'd respond immediately.
With that, I shared the familiar's vision and watched Viola and the kids.
She stuck to the path I'd taught her, never leaving my warded zone.
She looked innocently cheerful, but she was sharp—heedful of my warnings, cautious in action.
She kept a straight face for the kids, smiling along.
They reached the river safely, and Viola started water play with them.
Splashing each other, laughing innocently...
...I couldn't tear my eyes from Viola.
Because she was too beautiful? Yeah, that was it.
Especially soaked, her white dress translucent, clinging—she was utterly lovable.
-Stroke stroke stroke stroke stroke
Inside the hut, my hand was on my swollen cock, jerking off furiously.
We'd always fucked naked, in underwear, or her habit. But casual clothes on her? That'd be delicious too.
"Viola, Viola...!"
My hand moved fast.
Watching her lewd body bounce on the "screen," imagining the sluttiness the kids couldn't fathom.
-Splurt spluuurt!
Even after jerking through their long playtime and cumming once, my arousal hadn't faded.
Tonight, it'd be a messy marathon with Viola.
And her outfit: that white dress, or something similar.
I was sure she'd not just agree but love it.
With that certainty, I watched her.
My fairy by the riverside.
