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After Rosaria was chosen as a saint instead of Aria, not only the external chaos but also the chaos inside the academy was resolved very quickly. .
For the people of this world, a saint was not simply a means to drive out demons, but the very hope of humanity, and thanks to this, public opinion was created that if a saint was born, it would be worth trusting once more.
With such a symbol of hope staying at the academy to comfort students and supervise the reconstruction of the building, the anxious nobles and students were able to quickly regain stability and return to the academy.
Thanks to the quick response, the fact that there were no deaths was also a big factor. If someone had died, whether a student or a professor, it would not have been easy to restore the atmosphere even if the saint had been there.
Roxanna was not treated as a human fatality because it was discovered that the entire Astrière family was a family created by a succubus to invade the human world.
The fact that lectures resumed today, Monday, was also largely due to that aspect. Since the saint is protecting the academy, she will be fine.
âNooooo⦠â¦.â
In fact, the person who is revered as a saint does not seem to think so at all.
Rosaria, barely able to get a break from playing her saintess all day, fell down on her bed making a strange noise. She then turned her body to the side and looked at me, as if her breasts were making it difficult for her to lie down.
It was a gaze urging me to speak quickly.
âWhy do you look at me like that?â
âI feel like Iâm going to die from exhaustion.â
âYou were doing well? You have a talent for that. âI thought she was a real saint.â
âChi. She is a real saint, right? And she grits her teeth and pretends to be fine. If I act like Iâm even the slightest bit bothered, Iâm sure more than one person would be shocked. Ah, this is why she didnât want to play the role of a real saint!â
Rosaria buried her face in her bed and cried out loud.
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She seemed to not know that thinking like that was itself a kind and considerate act, putting up with the annoyances of people who would be shocked if she made a mistake and trying desperately to act like a saint.
After that, Rosaria continued to whine with her tongue. She laughs all the time, so much so that her lip muscles feel cramped, or she talks so much that her throat feels like itâs going to explode, etc.
When she said that the saintâs body could not be hurt that easily, she became sullen for a moment, then raised her eyes and spread her arms in an angry tone.
âWhatâs wrong with her arm?â
âYou know. âDo I really have to say that out loud?â
Her arms waved up and down as if urging her on. Her breasts, which were pressed sideways on her bed, also shook. As I hugged her body and lifted her up, she hugged me as if Rosaria had been waiting for me. Their bodies were pressed closely together.
Rosalia let out a deep sigh.
âHaaaâ¦â¦ âItâs also good.â
âReally? âI donât know.â
âThere is such a thing as feeling. Itâs a feeling. Do you think I feel very comfortable when Iâm like this with you? I told you this last time. âI think I understand why Priscilla wants to cling to you.â
Even when I heard that example, it didnât really hit home.
She is Priscilla. She is very mentally unstable, so it is completely understandable, and even though Laura has no memories of her return, her senses remain, but Rosaria was not like this at first.
Itâs closer to the point where they started sticking together at some point. Thereâs no way she could understand, whether by intention or reason.
âWait a minute. But Mira, donât you feel anything? A woman this pretty and with a great body clings to me and rubs against me, but I really donât think anything of it? âYour body doesnât even react?â
âAre you saying that with your own mouth? âThatâs shameless.â
âWhat do you think? Itâs true. âIf I werenât pretty and had a great body, no one would hear me say that, right?â
Rosaria smiled calmly and moved her hips as she hummed. I sat down on the edge of her bed as she wanted, and Rosaria also sat close to me on her thighs, facing me.
Her slim thighs stretched out to either side of her and wrapped around her waist. Her ankles and calves crossed near her tailbone, and she felt her waist tightening around her. It seemed like he was very determined and trying to set an angle.
But as if she wasnât going to be satisfied with that, Rosalia pulled my wrist and put it under her armpit and tightened her forearm.
âYour posture is a bit strange.â
âI know. Something strange. Still feeling nothing? Really?â
âWell, I think itâs a dirty posture.â
ââ¦â¦ Done. Letâs not talk. You really have to wait until later. âIâll make you react to me even if I get angry.â
After finally giving up, Rosalia buried her face in the crook of my neck and took a deep breath. Of course, I think itâs erotic, but if itâs a personal desire, I can tolerate it as much as I want.
It may mean that I am not normal at the point where I can resist my desires in this state.
âIt would feel really good if I kissed you nowâ¦â ⦠Put your tongue inâ¦â¦.â
Rosaria buried her face in the crook of her neck and muttered as if she wanted everyone to hear it. It looks like he hasnât given up yet. It was fortunate that Priscilla and Laura were the only two people in the club room as they were attending lectures.
If someone were to see it, it would be easy to misunderstand.
âMummy! Holy woman! âWeâre hereâ
Exactly like that.
I came in at just the right time and looked at Leona, who stopped short of greeting her and then froze, and Aria, who stuck her head out to see what was going on behind her, and then froze as well, and sighed inwardly.
The two were frozen for a while, but Leona managed to break free first and opened her mouth.
âIâ¦â¦ Mummy. Iâm not saying I can interfere in other peopleâs relationships, butâ¦â¦ You are a saint. So, so, so manyâ¦â¦ Shouldnât you keep your chastity? Then, if you lose your powerââ
âIâm still chaste?â
âAhâ¦â¦ Nowâ¦â¦ ?â
Leona, who had barely opened her mouth, froze again. After finishing her sentence as if she was annoyed, Rosalia buried her face in the back of her neck again and was busy rubbing her cheek.
When I think about it, it seemed like the goddess was considered pure, even down to the kiss. If her powers had been taken away just because a man kissed her, she wouldnât have been chosen as a saint in the first place.
From the first time we met, she told me not to abandon her, and the person who kissed her first was Rosalia.
âItâs not the kind of relationship you think, so you can come in.â
âUhâ¦â¦ Uhâ¦â¦ Sir, excuse meâ¦â¦.â
The two of them came in hesitantly, just like they did when they first visited the club room, and even after they came in, they squatted on the sofa furthest away and kept looking at what they were thinking.@@novelbin@@
Only after confirming that Rosariaâs nun uniform was rolled up and that the zipper of her school uniform pants was not down did she return with a slightly more relaxed look on her face.
However, Aria was particularly timid.
âHow was the lecture atmosphere?â
âIt was similar to theory class. âEveryone was so excited that the saint was staying here, and the professor said he was so nervous that he wouldnât be able to teach properly, so he told me to just study on my own.â
Fortunately, it seemed like the past would never be discovered. The corners of Rosariaâs mouth turned up with a grin as she realized that the good deeds she had done since coming here were still having an effect.
âThe atmosphere was not that opposed to the creation of a new religion. âThere is also news that the Pope has been punished.â
The story that the Pope, who had hurled unspeakable insults at Rosaria, and the high-ranking priests who had committed all kinds of bad things with the back of their power were punished quickly spread throughout the continent.
This was largely because the content of Heavenly Punishment was so mythical. In a matter of minutes, the Pope and all the high-ranking priests who had gathered there turned back decades and returned to being newborn babies.
Even that wasnât the end, as time accelerated for several decades from being a newborn to returning to the original age.
The heavenly punishment that the Pope and corrupt priests received was to repeat that time infinitely. To our eyes, it is only a few minutes, but to the mind trapped within it, it is decades.
Even now, the Pope and high-ranking priests were locked in a corner of the dungeon, repeating the decades-long passage between old people and newborns every few minutes.
âUntil your mind dies, right?â
âThatâs right. âI had no intention of keeping you alive in the first place.â
Forever, until the spirit that cannot withstand the passage of time dies before the body.
âTrue. Mr. Mira. The theory professor told me to ask Mira a question. Will she come to future lectures or not? âThe way grades are calculated must be different depending on whether Mira is present or not.â
Aria suddenly stepped forward. Now that I think about it, I had to think about that too.
She said, âI heard from Leona that Mira and Leona were allowed to maintain their senior and vice-chair positions even if they didnât attend lectures for three whole years if they wanted?â
âDid you do that?!â
Rosaria asked a question with her eyes wide. She nodded.
âThatâs right. They said that if two people can defeat Machbat, the academyâs curriculum is completely meaningless. âIf you want, Iâll let you graduate early or anything, so do whatever you want.â
âActually, the two of us did something together. Mira, you did everything, including cutting off the wings and attacking and killing Yeokrin, right?â
âI didnât do it alone. âIt was possible because you, Leona, helped me with the holy sword.â
ââ¦â¦ âItâs a little embarrassing to say that.â
Brunhilde blushed and hesitated, placing her hand between her thighs. Rosaria said look at this, she said.
âI donât know much about the lecture. âIâm going to try calling home first.â
âTo the Crait family? âCanât you just decide?â
âAh, there are some circumstances.â
The reason I enrolled here in the first place was because my family treated me like I was weak and I wanted to prove that that wasnât the case. In addition to doing this, I also wanted to gain freedom for three years.
If people at home know that Iâm fine and donât overprotect me, I donât need to worry about that anymore. I could also bring Beatrice here, who was separated from me and had a bunch of horns.
âWhatâs going on?â
âThatâs it-â
ã ¡Knock knock.
The conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. If you were a member of the club, there was no way you would be knocking on the door in the first place, so it wasnât Priscilla or Laura. I put Rosaria down on her bed and walked over to her door.
âHave you been safe so far, master?â
âBeatrice?â
When I opened the door, there was Beatrice, bowing politely. Surprised, I asked back.
ââ¦â¦ âHow did you get here?â
âA problem arose that only you, Master, could solve, so I had no choice but to come see you, even though I knew it was rude. Iâm really sorry.â
âOkay. âWhatâs going on?â
If Beatrice, who has the ability and authority to end most problems on her own terms, directly says that only I can solve them, then it is truly not normal.
After asking for permission to go out for a while, I headed to a quiet place. Beatrice cautiously opened her mouth only after the soundproofing magic had been cast around her.
âItâs about the succubus that you used as your maid.â
âUstera? Why him? âDid you get into some kind of accident?â
âIt looks like heâs in heat.â
âWhat?â