Chapter 4 – The Nun

What should I explain?

Today, the nun seemed suspiciously tenacious about helping me.

If before, he had an expression of reverence and disapproval, saying it had to be done, now he seemed anxious and excited.

Whatever it is…

I wasn’t stupid enough to not notice this.

However, she is still in the position of chief nun, and since she still looks innocent, she probably didn’t read it because she tried to read it herself.

There are many reasons to be sure of this, but in the first place, Sister Chang is a person who doesn’t even watch the modified version, let alone manga.

It’s hard to believe that such a person suddenly saw the lilies I drew.

I had been with her since she was young, and I had been with her since I was younger than her, so I knew her personality very well.

The reason I was able to actually draw after casually declaring that I would draw a manga that would be eaten like a dog when I returned was because she never read manga.

But then one of the two that she saw her cartoon.

I was really curious, so I went in, and all of a sudden, the first page was a cartoon I had uploaded, and Lydia had seen it.

Then what is the other one?

It is not different.

That there was a kid in this convent reading my comics, and she was reading my comics without thinking, and then she was caught and taken away by Lydia, and she ended up reading the comics that way.

From my point of view, this was absolutely the latter.

It cannot be explained unless it is the latter.

I really want to trust the children of our convent, but… No matter how much you think about it, it’s because she’s not Lydia who can read comics just because she’s curious.

If it is not the latter, there is no explanation at all.

‘Ha… ‘

If any of the convent kids are looking at my cartoonist drawings…

‘Never… I shouldn’t draw.’

Occasionally, it would come as a message.

People who asked me if I could draw a cartoon based on the saintess in the Holy Land, wanted to see the saintess fall as a cartoon, and offered me a lot of money for a drawing.

Certainly, if you just draw, you will be able to earn a lot of money and raise a lot of awareness.

Yes, as long as you can survive.

The Heretic Questioner might try to find me because he said that he had tarnished the saintess’ name.

Besides, if she found out that it was the saintess herself who drew it, she couldn’t do that because she didn’t know what kind of dog she would face.

“Ha… “

Should I say I’m lucky though?

Somehow, I was able to defend her bathroom from the nun who asked me to follow her to the end.

I don’t know where else to go, but I want to be as comfortable as possible while washing.

I lay down in a bathtub filled with water for me.

A warm, pleasant sensation is felt in the mind.

“Why on earth are these flowers placed on the water… “

I hear it’s for beauty.

I am not very interested in taking care of myself.

Of course, when I look in the mirror, there is always a beautiful girl there, so it makes me happy…

Maybe it’s because it’s a face I’ve seen since I was little, but now I only think I’m used to it.

I looked down.

Overall petite body, small breasts.

I heard that all the saints of successive generations had a plump body and explosive breasts, but for some reason I didn’t grow up to that point.

How could she have the strongest divine power among the saints of all time when her sacred power bag was so small?

Why, why is it because I met God in person?

Besides, that god said that he would take care of me and protect me as much as possible from the closest place to himself.

It is only natural that he possesses such tremendous divine power.

“Haaa… “

I’m in the bathtub, so I have all sorts of random thoughts…

What was I thinking…

Ready to go to MGF, which will be held in a month… And I was thinking about what to do with the nun.

It doesn’t matter if you think about the preparations for the festival later, so let’s think about what to do first.

The best thing to do is to get Lydia to cut off her interest.

Since I’m usually a bitch, I’ve been blaspheming in my mind that I’m going to draw a fucking cartoon, but he’s one of the people I care about.

That’s right, she’s been with me since I was little, and she’s the one who took care of me like a mother.

Just a little… I was very picky about living like a saint, and stress piled up, so it just happened like this.

When I was young, she was very young, but she was like her family to me, who was her orphan from birth.

It is said that such a person became interested in me because he corrupted the lily because of me…

That’s not allowed.

If I continued like this, I would become an incestuous lily.

In the first place, I am a woman now, but I was originally a man.

If I were originally a woman and Lydia had become interested in me, I would have greeted her with a smile.

But I have my own beliefs.

If I said I was interested in another child in the convent, I would cheer from afar, but I didn’t want to be that way myself.

So it can never go on like this.

“Hmm… Maybe it’s good… “

No matter how much I think about it, I can’t find an answer…

“My original sin is great… “

Is there any way… ?

No wait.

Maybe I was thinking wrong.

As for Lydia, she was only interested in the behavior of women, not directly in me.

It was probably because I was the closest person to her.

In other words, if she only gave her another child from her convent, she would take her interest in that child and not in me.

Not only that, but you will be able to prepare for the festival that will be held in a month from now.

What a good way

I thought about it, but it couldn’t be a really perfect plan.

I laughed inwardly.

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You must take care of the saintess.

Be sure to keep an eye on them and guide them to the light so that they can grow on the right path.

Lydia, these were the words she had always heard and lived with since she was a child.

Destined to support a saintess from birth.

Lydia knew very well about her destiny, and she had no intention of denying it.

She secretly made up her mind as she watched the child who looked like a perfect saint to others turn into an endless fool in front of her.

She told me to stand behind and watch her become the greatest saint.

She said that she would throw down her body to hold on to this child if she thought she would go down a bad road.

She must have made such a promise in secret.

But why?

‘Today… When I saw the saintess’ body, I had a strange thought… ‘

She had never been like that before.

It was a very strange thing for her to think that she was strange because she saw the same woman’s body as a woman in the first place.

But today, for the first time, she went out to wash Eris as usual, and she had a strange idea.

It’s not just a weird idea…

When she saw the body of the saintess who was chosen by the Goddess herself and who was most loved by the Goddess, she dared to indulge her lust.

‘Ah… ‘

She wants to die

She must die

She must die and pay for her sins.

She really thought so.

She noticed that she was having strange thoughts, and the saintess said that she would wash herself, so that she could have some alone time.

Thinking it was her last chance, Lydia entered her prayer room and prayed to her god.

Ask her to forgive her own sin of daring to harbor her lust for her saintess.

Someone came to her who had been praying for her for a long time.

Her usual was Neria, her nun whom she cared about.

“The nun… !”

At Neria’s call, Lydia, who only then woke up from her prayer, turned her head and looked at her Neria.

“The saintess is calling!”

“Ah… “

Did she hear her own prayer?

Maybe it was called for confession.

Ah… Oh God…

Lydia moved to the room of the saintess, Eris, with familiar steps that were slightly lighter.

When she arrived at the room and knocked on her door, permission to come in came from the saintess inside her.

Lydia swallowed her saliva, opened the door, and she went inside.

“Ah, welcome Lydia.”

Saint Eris.

She naturally bowed her head at the beauty and holiness that naturally felt like the manifestation of a goddess.

What did you call for?

Lydia waited for her to speak, raising her anticipation in the back of her mind.

Her tightly closed lips opened little by little, and before long a voice like a sentence was heard.

“Please stop taking care of me for a while.”

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Ah… ?

Lydia froze on the spot at Eris’s words, which were like her thunderclap.