Chapter 62 – Sorry…

“Ah… “

When I woke up, Lydia and I were lying on the bed holding each other.

When I think back to how this happened, all I could remember was how we coveted each other all night long.

Then, tired of each other, they fell asleep, and it was now that they woke up.

I don’t know how the story always goes this way when I meet people around me. The last time I attacked Lydia was, of course, an impatient and ignorant Lydia, so it’s my fault, but this time it’s the other way round… ?

Oh no… I’m the one who touched it from the beginning, but…

If you refute that part, I don’t have anything to say.

I looked around.

Unlike me who had just woken up, Lydia, who was presumed to have clung to me even when I passed out, still hadn’t woken up.

Judging by the happy expression on her face, it seems that she has worked hard enough to feel satisfied.

Yeah what… If you’re satisfied, that’s it.

I got up.

Now that she has returned to the convent, she must do what she should do as a saint.

Lydia knows about me, but the other nuns still know me as a faithful and pure saint, so I shouldn’t let them see me now.

I was about to get up from my seat, wondering if I should simply go out and pray to God, but I felt a grip on me and looked down.

Then, what he saw was none other than Lydia’s hand.

Lydia was holding me.

“Lee, Lydia… ?”

“Where… Eris… “

“I was going to say my morning prayers… “

“Little bit more… We can’t be together… ?”

…

No this isn’t too bad

I was about to leave, but as I looked down at that expression, that voice, and the cute hand holding me and holding on to me, my willpower to offer morning prayers faded.

Just quit

What is morning prayer… There aren’t many nuns watching me pray anyway, so it wouldn’t matter if I skipped today.

Later, when Lydia wakes up, she wonders why she forsook herself and did not go to pray for her.

I lay down on the bed again.

I believe that Goddess will understand this much.

As soon as I lay back, Lydia took me into her arms with her happy smile. Originally, I was going to hug her, but maybe because I’m smaller than Lydia, I’ve become her Lydia’s form to be held in her arms.

What… That was pretty good, though.

‘I’m sleepy… ‘

It had been a while since I had held him, and I was drowsy from the warm energy.

No matter how much she was a saint, she would have to sleep in the next day after working hard at the academy.

If that happened, Lydia would have overslept too, so the nuns might think it was strange and search for her, but she wasn’t allowed to enter the saint’s room on her own, so she didn’t have to worry about being caught.

Unless Lydia gets caught leaving my room because she’s waiting outside.

So she can sleep…

I slowly closed my eyes.

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When she woke up, no one was in her room.

The nun, Lydia, said that she should have woken up early and left right away, but this time she even got up late, so she would have run out without even having time to say hello to me.

I’m worried that I might have forgotten something and went out and get caught.

Well, since it’s Lydia, I don’t think that’s going to happen.

“Shall I draw a picture… “

Before that, I should draw a picture after I prayed for lunch.

Since I just threw away my morning prayer, I might have to post a lunch prayer.

Even when I was at the academy, it was my habit to pray, so I always prayed on time, but today, no matter how tempted I was, I didn’t pray.

God, wouldn’t you be angry?

I only didn’t pray once, but I don’t think I’m going to get angry with that.

Maybe… It will.

After changing into the clothes I wore as a saint, I came out of the room and headed for the prayer room where I usually prayed with awkward steps.

All the nuns were looking at me with curious expressions, probably because they hadn’t seen me in a while.

As before, they waved to each person as they passed by and moved to the prayer room.

Greeted by the nuns, I stepped inside and looked around.

Until now, it was a place I was most familiar with because I had to go there every day, but after living at the academy for a while, I feel like I’ve been here for a long time.

I went inside with a nostalgic expression on my face and sat down.

“Should I pray… “

Originally, the reason I came here was to pray.

I sat down and prayed with my hands together as I usually do here. I’m a saint, so God always answers me whenever I pray anywhere, but it’s still not as clear as praying in the prayer room.

Since the prayer room is the most quiet and sacred place for literally communicating with God and conversing only with God, it was also the place where God’s voice could be heard the best.

In a way, it can be seen as a forum for dialogue.

If talking outside feels like sending a message from afar, praying in the prayer room is like making an appointment and meeting and talking.

“Um… “

It’s a little like praying, but…

What to say… Lately, whenever I prayed, I was always in the middle of a climax…

When I pray, I wonder why I always pray only when I mix my body, and I’m worried that the god will punish me for disrespectful.

In the midst of that, I skipped morning prayers, so no one really knows what will happen.

I still have to

Because that’s a saint.

After holding hands and praying, close your eyes.

As I sat still to have a meeting with God and talk, I gradually began to hear God’s voice.

– Field… Do you?

You need to focus a little more.

I entrusted my consciousness to prayer even more.

As I waited for such a long time, my voice became clearer.

– Eris. Ah must… Can you hear me?

‘Ah… Goddess?’

– Yes, now you’re talking properly.

The Goddess’ benevolent voice is heard.

He doesn’t seem very angry just by listening to his voice… I didn’t know what to do, so I carefully called God.

‘Oh, hello… It’s been a while… ?’

– I said hello just yesterday, but there’s nothing to say it’s been a while. Did you enjoy making love?

‘Uh, uh uh… ?’

Hey, I was caught too… !

I don’t know what to do with shame.

Seeing her unconscious, the goddess asked what she was doing and grabbed her.

– You don’t have to be so shy. Isn’t it natural to love each other and mix their bodies?

‘That, that’s right, but… ‘

-And she proudly prayed at every climactic moment, so I thought she was bragging… Wasn’t it?

‘… ‘

I have nothing to say.

Even if you are like me, every time you pray to me, what you hear is a groan at the peak, asking you to stop, or something that makes you feel so good…

It’s extreme, but what if the junior who called in is having sex?

The God who accepted me like this was very kind.

‘That… The feeling of climax is so pleasant… I think I prayed to stop leaning on the goddess without even realizing it… I’m really sorry… ‘

– He said you don’t have to act like a sinner. He wasn’t so harsh that he couldn’t allow the love of the same woman.

‘Yes… ‘

I’m glad you said so…

It seemed that everyone understood that I was praying during the climax.

– But I think it’s a bad habit to change the opponent too often.

‘I will keep in mind… ‘

– Yes, that’s it.

Why am I getting scolded by God here?

I’m also curious about my current situation, but it’s not good to question it here.

Since then, God and I have had many conversations.

But what we talked about the most was about teaching theology at the academy.

Since he is a god, he seemed to know what I was thinking and what I was teaching at the academy.

However, God praised it as being very right to teach, no matter what the intention was.

Something… It’s all good to talk to God, but it’s a very strange feeling.

It’s like talking to a high-ranking person.

What… Even though the taller person is right.