356 – Facet Story – The Nun of the Temple

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Faith is a strong power.

All through historical past, wars have been waged and lives misplaced over non-existent gods. On the flip facet, righteous believers have achieved exceptional feats whereas almost sacrificing themselves. This exhibits how religion can transfer individuals blindly.

However right here, there wasn’t a non-existent god, however an actual Goddess.

A real Goddess watched over the continent, giving oracles to arrange for disasters like famines or floods, curing plagues with divine power, and sending monks to forestall civil wars born from misunderstandings.

“Oh my, it is the sister. Would you want an apple?”

“We have some new grain in inventory. I’ve put aside the very best quality for you!”

“I knew you would be coming, so I saved the great things.”

The nun of this Goddess religion had been taking good care of orphans on the temple and doing family chores on this neighborhood for years. The market road people showered all kinds of favors on Irene, who’d grow to be like a neighborhood mascot, all the time taking the identical route via the market.

In fact, these favors weren’t lewd, however fairly the beneficiant hospitality of the aunties and uncles of the market road, making an attempt to present away recent fruit or high quality grains totally free.

I got here alongside to assist with the buying, however earlier than we might even open our pockets, we obtained a basket of fruit for snacks, a bit of meat for dinner, and a pouch of grain so prime quality it might be eaten uncooked.

“Are you all the time welcomed like this?”

“Sure. I’ve come right here so usually that everybody remembers my face.”

“Nicely, I suppose they cannot assist however keep in mind.”

A ravishing blonde, blue-eyed nun taking good care of orphans. With seems so beautiful they’d be etched into your thoughts after only one look, it might be unusual to not keep in mind her after years of market visits.

So this was why she known as me as an alternative of Han Se-ah together with her stock when buying. The products obtained as extras had been so plentiful that it wasn’t only a matter of power, however the sheer quantity made me embrace an armful.

At this level, it would’ve been extra useful to lease a cart from the market. With pouches hanging from my forearms and baskets cradled in my arms, Irene smiled brightly and tried to take a few of the load, however I ended her.

“I can carry this. Simply prepared the ground.”

“However Roland, you will not have the ability to see the place you are going like that…”

“Even when I can not see, I can keep away from obstacles. Don’t be concerned.”

I could not let these delicate arms carry this load. Rationally talking, it could’ve made sense at hand over a few of the pile that was reaching as much as my face, and Irene, being a 5★, would don’t have any hassle with it on account of her power stat… However are males rational creatures in entrance of gorgeous girls?

Pouches dangled from my forearms, sacks and baggage full in my arms. Unable to see forward, I waddled alongside, sensing the group with high-level notion. Irene could not cease smiling, clearly discovering my clown-like look fairly amusing.

But whilst a burly man subsequent to her carried a mountain of products that obscured his face, fruit stored discovering its means into Irene’s fingers. In the long run, she ended up holding meat skewers forcibly given for the kids and snack baggage packed for the nuns to share.

“Is not it heavy?”

“The seasoning is a bit sticky, which is uncomfortable, however I am tremendous. Moreover, I do not assume you are in any place to fret about me, Roland…”

The picket hall, displaying indicators of age however well-maintained, did not creak. The partitions, although repeatedly drawn on and erased by kids, had been freed from stains or filth. All the way in which to the doorway of the private rooms, lined up like a dormitory with out fancy decorations.

“Is that this your room?”

“Sure, it is the room I have been utilizing since I used to be little. It appears the sisters have cleaned it for me since I have been going to the tower with you latterly.”

Because the picket door opened easily with no squeak, I felt my physique calm down into a comfortable sensation. Was it too perverse to say I used to be intoxicated by the pure lived-in feeling emanating from Irene, fairly than incense or fragrance?

A neatly made single mattress, a small desk with a candlestick and Bible, a wardrobe for storing nun’s habits and informal garments. The sparse association of those three items of furnishings jogged my memory of a dormitory. Nicely, it wasn’t mistaken if the neighboring rooms had been utilized by different nuns too.

Pondering this, I regarded round, and she or he sat on the mattress, hesitating for a second.

This was in all probability as a result of there was actually nowhere else to take a seat, as this gave the impression to be only a place to sleep. Though there was a desk with a Bible and candlestick, it was really tiny, with out even a chair hooked up.

“It is a good room, clear and will get good daylight.”

“Y-yes, proper?”

So I strode over and plopped down subsequent to Irene on the mattress. Earlier than she might really feel unsure, I sat proper up towards her on the small mattress. Her cheeks, which had began to chill, flared up pink once more. If I had been to take away that neat nun’s cap, I wager even her earlobes would’ve been burning.

If the aroma that rose from our arms sometimes brushing as we walked facet by facet available in the market was the scent of recent youth, then what rose after we touched on this slender, personal room was a extra mature, grownup perfume.

The pounding heartbeat was so intense I could not inform if it was mine or Irene’s. I slowly reached out to take away her cap, and her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall. As I smoothed it down and tidied it, cupping her cheek, her eyes closed gently.

Pondering that her hair and cheeks had been so truthful they appeared inhuman, I too slowly tilted my head.

“Mm, mmph…”

“Hehe, you possibly can breathe, you realize.”

Although we might spent an evening within the tower, she was nonetheless not used to kissing, holding her breath together with her little nostrils twitching. After evenly urgent my lips to hers and pulling away to admire her tense face, she set free an extended exhale.

As a lot as I might have preferred to push her down onto the mattress proper then… the place wasn’t proper. We must always eat dinner outdoors, purchase some wine, and get a room.

Gently caressing her matted hair, flushed cheeks, and earlobes, exchanging tender gazes, I instantly blurted out:

“Should you guys hold watching like that, I am going to catch you and name the nuns.”

“Eek!”

“H-how do you know?!”

As I spoke loud sufficient to be heard outdoors the door, our little uninvited visitors scurried away. Judging by their voices and builds, they weren’t kids… extra like huge sisters on the verge of independence, or novice nuns maybe. The women, who gave the impression to be Irene’s juniors, startled and disappeared down the hall.

“Y-you guys…!”

“They’ve already run away, don’t be concerned.”

“B-but nonetheless…”

Not realizing a lot about adventurers, they thought they would not be observed peeking via the door crack just some steps away? However Irene, having been fairly absorbed within the kiss, reacted as if she hadn’t observed in any respect.

I held her shut, her whole face now beet pink, not simply her cheeks and earlobes, having fun with the daylight pouring in from behind.

…Hmm, ought to we simply go get a room now?