Chapter 451: Fetishes
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 451: Fetishes
"Your Highness the Saintess?"
"Coming... I’m coming!"
After Lin’s third uncontrollable urge, Liya’s somewhat flustered voice finally drifted out from the room. Then, bolstered by Lin’s powerful cultivation, she could hear the rustling of clothes being put on and the rhythmic creaking of bedsprings under pressure.
She was indeed up, though for some reason, the creaking sounded exceptionally clear today.
It seems they played too wildly again last night.
Lin’s brow furrowed slightly, but she quickly pushed that faint displeasure to the back of her mind. As a composed and elegant Great Nun, she would never allow her professional emotions to be swayed by something she had long since grown accustomed to.
"Your Highness, please hurry. Today is only your second day as the Saintess, and the upcoming morning prayer ceremony is of the utmost importance," Lin urged once more.
"Right away! Right away!"
About two or three minutes later, the door finally opened. Liya had changed into a clean, orderly dress that highlighted the holiness and faint majesty of a Saintess, though a conspicuous rosy flush still lingered on her face.
Liya smiled apologetically at Lin while she hurriedly tied up her long hair.
"Honestly, I know you are very fond of that Muen Campbell, but please exercise some restraint. Regardless of the circumstances, sharing a room with a grown man is unbecoming of your status as the Saintess... Eh?"
Facing the somewhat disheveled Saintess, Lin couldn't help but begin her earnest lecture. However, before her words of admonishment could finish, she froze in place.
Her gaze swept into the room, habitually landing on the large bed.
But what she saw wasn't that same old annoying blonde pig, but rather...
Another girl?
Lin: ???
What was going on?
The sudden turn of events caused her to lose her composure for a moment, her eyes widening as she stared blankly.
The girl’s smooth, long hair was loosely tied and draped casually over her shoulders. She wore a form-fitting knit sweater that traced an exquisite feminine silhouette. Beneath her knee-length skirt were long legs clad in black stockings. As she turned her head leisurely, a stunning and seductive smile played across her similarly flushed cheeks—a sight so beautiful it could make even another woman’s heart skip a beat.
There was no doubt about it. This couldn't possibly be Muen Campbell cross-dressing, nor could it be some magical construct. The person standing before her was, truly and without a doubt...
A beautiful, unfamiliar woman who looked like she had just woken up.
But why would such a woman be getting out of Her Highness the Saintess’s bed?
"You are..."
In her utter bewilderment, Lin didn't even realize her direct questioning was slightly rude.
"Hello, Miss Lin. I have heard much about you."
Anna smiled slightly and gave a gentle nod of greeting. "I am Anna Kabulin. I have come to the Holy City as a representative of the Silence Bureau. I am also a senior from the same academy as Her Highness; I came by last night specifically to catch up on old times."
"Ah, my apologies."
Lin snapped out of it and gave a slight, apologetic bow. "So you are a friend of Her Highness?"
"...Something like that. At least for now."
"For now?"
Lin was slightly puzzled by Anna’s answer, but she didn't dwell on it. Given the current scene, she quickly rationalized what she was seeing.
In other words, after she had gone to rest early last night under the Saintess’s orders, her academy friend had come to visit. Having not seen each other for a long time, the two naturally had endless things to talk about, so they stayed up late chatting and ended up sharing the bed?
And then they woke up together in the morning?
Yes, that sounded perfectly reasonable.
So, Her Highness didn't actually fool around with that Muen Campbell last night?
Lin looked at Liya with a sense of relief. As the Great Nun serving the Saintess, she had felt that Her Highness had been a bit too preoccupied with romantic dalliances lately. Although the Saintess hadn't let it affect her actual duties, such negligence was a poison that could easily lead to a person's downfall.
But now it seemed Her Highness still had restraint. This was good.
"He... him..."
Liya inconspicuously turned her head away. "Muen might have been busy with other things last night. I don't know where he went either."
"Is that so? It seems that fellow’s head isn't entirely filled with lewd trash. The next time I see him, I might actually offer him a rare word of praise."
"I... I’ll tell him."
Liya nodded vigorously, then waved her hand at Lin. "Then, Lin... I’ll head off to the morning prayer first. I’ll leave this place to you. You’re usually so busy, so just a quick tidy-up is fine. I’ll handle the rest myself later."
"Yes, Your Highness. Please, after you."
"Goodbye."
Liya walked out of the room with brisk steps, but paused immediately once outside the door. Remembering herself, she folded her hands over her lower abdomen, resuming the perfect posture expected of a Saintess before gradually disappearing down the end of the hallway.
"Then I shall take my leave as well. Goodbye."
Anna followed her out of the room.
Soon, the spacious room was once again occupied only by Lin.
"How improper of me."
Lin rubbed the corners of her mouth.
Just because an unfamiliar woman had appeared in the Saintess’s room, she had been shocked to such an extent. It seemed her mental fortitude still required more tempering.
Still... it’s a good thing for Her Highness to have normal friends.
Thinking of that polite, beautiful woman with the soft smile, Lin couldn't help but nod gently.
She seemed very suitable to be the Saintess’s friend, and they appeared to get along well. At least in Lin’s eyes, she was much more appropriate for the Saintess to associate with than that strange person named Ariel Bugard.
However... that was merely her private opinion. As a Great Nun, she had no right to criticize the Saintess’s choice of friends.
Setting aside these stray thoughts, Lin’s mind returned to reality.
Time to tidy up the room.
Actually, tidying a room wasn't something a Great Nun like her should be doing personally. However, both the previous Saintess and the current one had their own little private secrets. Therefore, while this task was minor, it involved the Saintess’s privacy, so only her personal Great Nun could handle it.
Better finish this quickly; I have a lot of work to do.
Lin approached the messy bed with her usual elegant and composed demeanor. She pinched two corners of the duvet and gave it a practiced shake.
The wrinkled duvet quickly smoothed out with the motion, much like Lin’s gradually calming state of mind...
Clatter.
Hmm?
It sounded like something had fallen out.
Lin temporarily set down the duvet and suspiciously picked up the small... oval-shaped object from the mattress.
"What is this? A toy?"
Lin instinctively examined it closely. She keenly sensed that this was a precision device that could be activated with mana, so she tentatively infused a small amount of power into it.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
As the mana flowed in, the oval object began to vibrate rhythmically. Furthermore, as she adjusted the amount of mana, Lin discovered that the vibration frequency changed accordingly.
Sometimes it didn't just vibrate; it jumped violently, making her palm feel slightly numb.
"Is this... a massager?"
Based on the object’s current state of vibration, Lin made this guess.
But she quickly dismissed it.
"No... that’s not right."
If its only function was to relax muscles and massage meridians, it shouldn't be made this small.
This size, this shape, this function...
It looked more like...
Lin’s brain worked rapidly, flipping through countless images from the depths of her memory until they stopped at...
An indecent book she had once confiscated from a certain restless novice nun. It seemed to contain a detailed description of such a thing.
The book stated its purpose was to enhance certain sensations and add "flavor" while performing certain indecent acts.
But that wasn't the point. Given the usual intensity between the Saintess and that scoundrel, it wouldn't be strange for them to use some auxiliary props.
The problem was that last night, Muen Campbell was not in this room.
The people who slept in this room last night were the Saintess and that beautiful woman named Anna, her senior and friend.
Therefore, the key point of that description was... this little toy wasn't just for men and women...
It could also be used between two women.
Hiss...
When this thought struck Lin’s mind like a bolt of lightning, she couldn't help but take a sharp, deep breath, contributing her part to global warming. The composure and elegance she always upheld seemed to develop several cracks.
"No... impossible. How could Her Highness do such a thing? She clearly has such a good relationship with Muen Campbell."
In an instant, countless terms like betrayal, Yuri, and NTR—learned from another book confiscated from that same novice nun—swirled in her mind, only to be forcibly suppressed into the deepest depths.
But the more she suppressed them, the less she could stop her thoughts.
Finally, the image in her mind settled on the moment the door had opened. Both the Saintess and that beautiful woman named Anna had that lingering, gorgeous rosy flush on their faces.
That was absolutely not something caused by a good night's sleep. It was more like...
"No, no, I’m definitely overthinking it. Her Highness is a good girl. How could she... could she possibly do that?"
A few stray strands of hair escaped from Lin’s tightly pressed veil, and her cheeks gradually flushed a deep crimson, mirroring her crumbling composure and elegance.
Fortunately, her long-practiced psychological resilience and the blood pressure ceiling Muen Campbell had forced her to evolve recently finally pulled her back from the brink of a mental breakdown.
It was fine, it was fine. This wasn't too outrageous yet... at least for now, it was just a matter between the Saintess and Miss Anna.
At least that poor Muen Campbell didn't know yet, right? Therefore, this wouldn't escalate into an even more complicated scandal.
As a Great Nun, she couldn't let her imagination run wild at a time like this, nor could she make things worse by overreacting.
Stay elegant and composed.
Stay elegant and composed.
Lin, who had already begun to pity that golden retriever pig, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. While calming her heart, she tried to untangle this chaotic web of relationships.
Then... shortly after her buttocks touched the edge of the bed, she heard an extremely sharp creak, followed by a loud crash.
The large bed, having endured several nights of devastation and finally reaching its limit today, ended its painful life right then and there. It collapsed.
Lin’s mouth twitched. She stood up with a long sigh, preparing to find a way to dispose of the bed without attracting attention.
But as soon as she turned around, she froze.
Because through the wreckage of the collapsed bed, she saw...
"Hi."
Muen pushed aside a broken bedboard and greeted Lin with a sheepish grin.
"Good morning, Miss Lin."
"You... Muen Campbell? Why are you here... Wait, don't tell me you were hiding under the bed watching the whole time last night?"
In that instant, countless thoughts pieced together a "truth" at lightning speed—one powerful enough to shatter her entire worldview. All elegance and composure vanished as Lin let out a cry of bewilderment and pity toward the "victim" under the bed:
"You actually have a fetish for watching the person you love engage in Yuri with another girl?!"
Muen: "???"