Chapter 38 – The Incubus Visits the Church #2

“My whole body hurts. Especially the buttocks-“

Rebecca’s room at the inn.
Ignoring the innkeeper’s glare, I entered the room and carefully laid Rebecca on her bed. Rebecca’s physical condition had worsened after her previous torturous confrontation. She must have been forced to move her body while licking her ears, which made her sore muscles even worse.

Lying on the bed, Rebecca slumped and groaned.
I snapped at Rebecca, wiping his wet ears with his saliva.

“So who wants to act recklessly while riding on his back?”
“…”

Of course, I knew that a counterattack would come, but Rebecca was quiet. He was breathing heavily, as if he had no energy to speak back. At this point, rather than being angry, the mind of worry precedes. After all, Rebecca was a member of my party. If it doesn’t recover quickly, it will interfere with the next quest. I couldn’t stand to watch, so I put a wet rag on Rebecca’s forehead.

“Eww.”

Rebecca’s eyes narrowed as the cold wet cloth touched her, but her face soon softened slightly. Of course, the rag was found while rummaging through scraps of cloth in Rebecca’s room. I wasn’t gentle enough to carry around a handkerchief.

The water that soaked the cloth was created by water magic.
In this situation, I thought it was fortunate that I had learned water magic.

“Does it hurt a lot? Can I give you a massage?”
“Eh, massage? You’re not going to die of pain, but you’re saying you’re going to recharge your magic?”
“Of course I don’t mean that. I’m just going to massage you normally.”
“A massage like that would be fine, but…”

Permission was obtained.
After I removed the covers, I started kneading Rebecca’s arms and legs. It was, of course, an ordinary massage, without the slightest hint of vulgarity. Even in this situation, I wasn’t a careless person enough to joke around. Rebecca moaned in pain whenever I touched her.

“Oops.”

However, judging from the fact that he did not ask to quit, it seemed to have some effect. As I kneaded Rebecca’s arms and legs, her palms and soles, I noticed that her skin was soft.
Just by touching it, it feels like the juice becomes hard.

“Are you not going home?”

Rebecca, who was receiving her massage, suddenly looked at me and opened her mouth. I thought about that question for a while. Actually, I have a desire to go back to my room and practice magic, but I can’t leave a sick patient alone. Magic training could be done tomorrow, but Rebecca was sick right now.

“Yes. To stay here.”
“Really-?”

I thought I could feel the rejection, but unexpectedly, joy that I couldn’t hide came from Rebecca’s voice.
After a while, he cleared his throat and quieted his voice.

“If you’re with me, I’d be grateful. Do you have a manly side?”
“If you’re thankful, I’ll give you a bite to eat later. There’s nothing free in this world.”

I continued to massage Rebecca until I was told it was okay to stop.
Whenever the time was right, the cloth that had become lukewarm was made cold again with magic. Other than that, I didn’t have to do anything else. Because the old healer didn’t prescribe medicine or anything like that.
I pulled her chair beside her bed, sat on it, and nursed Rebecca as she dozed off.

Rebecca was in a deep sleep. Even though the dreadful dreamer was next to her, she was sleeping so deeply that you wouldn’t even know if I called her next to you. I don’t know if she trusts me that much or if she’s defenseless in her sleep.

“…”

Time has passed since then.
When morning came, the sunlight streamed in from outside the window and opened my eyes. Looking around, I could finally see Rebecca’s room with my own eyes. It was dark last night, so I couldn’t see well inside the room. Since it’s a girl’s room, I was expecting something like underwear, but surprisingly, I didn’t see anything like that. All the clothes seemed to be neatly organized in the closet.

‘A girl who lives alone lives this neatly?’

I put on a puzzled expression as I looked around Rebecca’s tidy room. In a previous life, my younger sisters lived in a pigsty-like room even though their parents took care of them.
It was chaos itself, not to mention the discarded underwear, sanitary napkins and poca chips rolling around on the floor. The idea of ​​a woman living tidily didn’t exist, at least not for me.

“Hoo.”

Looking around, I suddenly noticed something strange in the room: a long dress hanging on a wall hanging. An Arab-style dress with lots of accessories. It is the kind of clothes that dancers in the Middle East would wear.

‘It’s a pretty outfit.’

The fabric is quite luxurious, so if you sell it, you might be able to get a silver coin. Besides, it was an exotic dress, so I couldn’t help but pay attention to Rebecca’s dress.

Why does a bronze adventurer have such luxurious clothes?
If I sold the dress, I would be able to play and eat without having to work for a few months.

When Rebecca woke up some time later, I asked her about her dress hanging on her wall. Rebecca was looking a bit dazed with her head buried in her pillow. Probably because the fever hasn’t gone away yet.

“Ah, that dress-? I brought the one I had at home when I left my hometown. It’s what women in the Jakarta Kingdom wear when they dance. It’s so pretty, isn’t it?”
“It’s pretty.”

I admit that the dress is pretty. But my attention was less on the dress now than on what Rebecca had just said.

“Dancing in that outfit?”
“Yes. It’s a belly dance with the tradition of Jakarta Kingdom.”
“Ball, what are you doing?”
“Belly dance-.”

The moment I heard that, I was taken aback. Belly dance.
Could it be that the ‘dance’ I know is correct?
The dance where beautiful women shake their hips?
Of course, maybe not.
Because this is the world
A dance with the same name but a completely different content may come out.
However, when I asked to explain what kind of dance it was, I couldn’t help but look surprised when I heard Rebecca’s answer.
Because the belly dancing Rebecca described was strikingly similar to belly dancing I had seen in her previous life.

“Yes, shake your hips and waist well… That’s right. The bouncing movement is the most important.”

As Rebecca was talking to me, she suddenly had a questioning look on her face.

“But how do you know belly dancing? Are there any similar dances out there?”
“There’s a dance similar to that in my hometown, to be exact.”
“You say you do belly dance in the hometown of dreamers? It’s amazing. I want to know what your tribal dance is like.”

If you show me YouTube, I could tell you right away, but unfortunately it was impossible.
Because I wasn’t the lucky one to bring a smartphone or something to this world.
Besides, the important thing now is not to satisfy Rebecca’s curiosity.
I gulped, staring at Rebecca lying on the bed and at the dress hanging on the wall.

Rebecca belly dance?
Wearing such an outrageous dress?
Just imagining it made me feel like the blood was rushing to my lower legs and my panties were about to burst.
Rebecca in her dress, shaking her waist vigorously in front of her, flickered in her eyes.
She had a body full of sexiness because she had been trained through exercise, but she didn’t have the confidence to endure it even if she danced seductively.
She’s not kidding and if you actually see her she’s confident she’ll hit her 3 year old daughter on the spot.

“Rebecca.”

I opened my mouth in a serious voice.

“Can’t you dance just once wearing that outfit? The belly dance you said. I really want to see it. It’s okay to wait until your body is completely healed, so please-“
“No.”

Rebecca refused without hesitation.

“Why?”
“Why do I have to show you a dance?

She politely declined my request. It was a radical refusal that made her feel ashamed of her request.
It’s not like it wears out just to show off.
I wanted to mumble about being expensive, but I held it in with clenched fists.
Because I somehow wanted to see Rebecca do her belly dance.

Stay calm.
How do I get the word ‘okay’ out of Rebecca’s mouth?
Can I open her pockets and give her money?
I’m thinking of paying at least 50 coppers. 50 coopers is a lot of money for me.
That money is enough for my week’s worth of living expenses.

“If you show me a dance, I will tell you…”

I was about to hurriedly bring up the 50 Cooper story, but I stopped talking. It was because a better idea flashed through my mind. It has the same value as 50 coppers, but a gift that Rebecca would be more than happy with.

‘I was supposed to get holy water from Kate.’

Holy water.
Apparently I had an appointment with Kate yesterday when the quest was over. A promise to visit the church and receive 30 bottles of holy water. I had set a time to meet in front of the church tomorrow, but I would have been able to get the holy water if I went there now. Kate said that the holy water she made in advance was piled up in the storage room.

If that’s the case, get the holy water today and give it to Rebecca as a gift. Holy water was a mysterious drink that restored people’s health. It exerts excellent efficacy in encouraging weakened energy. If Rebecca drank the holy water and got better, nothing was as good as that.

Of course, you can’t dedicate all 30 bottles.
Even if you feed only 5 bottles, you will be able to see the effect enough.

‘Yes, this would be better.’

I made up my mind and opened my mouth to Rebecca again.

“…I’ll give you holy water.”
“Holy water? Isn’t it a drink given at church? Why are we talking about holy water all of a sudden?”
“Actually, I had a lucky incident during the escort quest. The blonde nun who participated in the quest together…”

I told Rebecca the story of her sister Kate.
If it wasn’t for the body aches anyway, it was a story that I would have eaten at a bar the day before, so I was able to tell it without hesitation.

That Kate was actually the culprit who destroyed the artifact.
That I caught her keeping her mouth shut.
That she agreed to receive holy water in exchange for keeping the secret of the guild.
Rebecca, who heard all the story, made a surprised expression.

“That blonde nun was the culprit? She couldn’t have imagined it. How could a nun get away with an accident like that? She really was a bitch.”

Now, rather than cursing at Kate, getting Rebecca’s answer came first.
I asked her, squeezing Rebecca’s hand in hers.

“So what are you going to do? Promise me to belly dance. Then I’ll hand over her holy water to you. Oh, of course wearing that dress over there-“
“Certainly, if you drink the holy water, you’ll get better, but…”

Rebecca was still hesitant about something of hers. Rebecca was silent as her blanket was pulled up to her chin.
When she opened her mouth a moment later, she called my name in a small voice.

“Luke.”
“Why?”
“Do you know what it means to show belly dancing to a man in my hometown?”
“How do I know that?”

Of course there is no Ali.
I am not a resident of Jakarta Kingdom.
But the moment I heard Rebecca’s voice again, my sullen expression changed in an instant.

“Girls in the Kingdom of Jakarta learn belly dance from childhood. It’s a dance to be performed in front of the husband-to-be on the first night of the honeymoon. Belly dance is… A dance to seduce the husband-to-be.”

What?
A dance on the first night of the newlyweds?
Seduce your husband-to-be?
I broke out in a cold sweat at the sudden shocking words.
I looked at Rebecca in disbelief.
Rebecca was lying on the bed, her cheeks flushed red.
Clutching her quilt pulled under her chin with her fingers, Rebecca opened her mouth in a quivering voice.

“So the meaning of showing belly dance is…”
“…What does it mean?”
“I mean, make me yours tonight.”

Make me yours
That means that Rebecca will be mine-?
At that word, her head throbbed as if it had been hit by a ball.

I finally realized why Rebecca flatly rejected my request. The dance I learned to seduce the groom on the first night of the newlyweds? If it was a dance like that, it was natural not to show it even if you paid money. Unbeknownst to me, I guess I was making demands on Rebecca to give her virginity. Of course, it was just an accident that happened because of the different cultures between each other.

“That’s right.”

I was about to give up belly dancing neatly.
But just as I was about to give up, I heard Rebecca’s voice in my ears.
Rebecca’s voice was full of embarrassment.

“If you really want to see it, I can show you a little…”
“Huh? I heard it’s a dance to be shown to the groom?”
“Yeah, but it seems like you really want to see it. It doesn’t wear out just because you show it, right? You can keep it a secret from the person you’re going to marry later. Some unnies I know show dances to people they’re secretly dating…”
“Call-.”
“Call?”
“It means good. I bring you holy water, and you show me a dance. That concludes the deal.”

I kicked off my chair and got up.
Rebaka looked at me with surprised rabbit eyes, but she turned her back coolly.

“Uh, where are you going?”
“Church.”
“Are you leaving now?”
“Of course. You have to recover quickly before you do anything. Hunting, quests, and—”

Or belly dance.
The last words were swallowed back down the throat.
I was afraid that Rebecca would treat me like a horned beast if I brought it out in words.
But how could she wait for Rebecca to shake her waist in a sultry dress?

“Sir, you don’t have to give me holy water…!”

I pretended not to hear what was being said behind her and went outside.
When she got out, she locked the door, but it didn’t matter because she had gotten a spare key from Rebecca beforehand.
I went downtown and immediately left for the church.

A long journey to get hold of belly dance-.
At this moment, the great adventure of the incubus visiting the church has begun.