Chapter 3 – Episode 2 – I Possessed And Got A Childhood Friend Who Is A Saintess. (2)

Episode 2 – I possessed and got a childhood friend who is a Saintess. (2)

Do you know what the most important virtue for a clergyman is?

Is it devout faith?
Is it theological knowledge that allows them to recite any scripture by heart?
Is it a character that earns respect from the lowest to the highest?

They’re all wrong.
For a clergyman, divine power is all that matters.
Even if they have no faith, can’t recite a single line of scripture, and have a terrible personality. If they have a lot of divine power, that’s the best.

Then what’s second?
Is the second thing faith, theology, or character? Nope, it’s still not that. The second thing is appearance!

Priests are essentially in the service industry, so a likable and trustworthy appearance is one of the two most important virtues for a clergyman.

In that regard, it’s no exaggeration to say that I was born to be a priest. Well, when I say “I,” I’m talking about the character “Yurian,” after all.

“Good morning, Father Yurian!”
“Father Yurian!”
“Good morning, Father!”

Greetings pour in from all directions. Everyone, young and old, greets me with a smile. Of course, I have to respond with the practiced smile of a service professional here. If I’m careless, they might hold a serious grudge.
It’s said that a fan who turns their back is scarier, and if you’ve built up a good image and raised their favorability, a small disappointment will feel even bigger.

“Good morning to you all.”

Everyone stares, mesmerized by my gentle smile. What a magnificent sight. Being handsome is the best, after all. It’s exhilarating.
I give a slight smile to the female priests who are blushing and staring blankly, then turn away. Hah… there’s no need to show a smile for too long. It should be fleeting, leaving them wanting more.

“Yurian, you bastard. You’re putting on an act again.”
“Ah, Ian. Good morning.”

Irian Knight. Her name when she’s disguised as a man is Ian Wright.
I wonder what kind of expression she’d make if I called her by her real name, Irian, which only her family knows, but I’m saving that for later.

“Don’t put on an act with me, it’s creepy. I might just punch you.”

Her neatly kept red hair flows down as she shakes her fist. Despite her small stature, Irian Wright is considered the best holy knight.
Honestly, I can’t help but think, “What’s with the best holy knight at that small size and young age?” but well, if that’s the game setting, what can I do? With just one setting, they ignore the laws of physics and practical limitations.

I thought she looked androgynous when I first saw her, and it turns out she’s been disguising herself as a man.

This game world seems to be quite egalitarian, but there’s a subtle gender discrimination. They accept both men and women as priests and holy knights, but only men can become ‘Paladins,’ who represent the temple. The settings are really arbitrary.

For this reason, the ‘Wright’ family, famous for producing ‘Paladins’ for generations, had only daughters this time, so as a last resort, they disguised her as a man and sent her in… Even if it’s a ‘setting,’ how can no one have noticed until now? Are they all blind?
She has sharp eyes and her hair is short for a woman, so she has an androgynous look… but no matter how I look at her, she’s a cute girl with a bob cut.
…Let’s not dwell on it. If it’s the setting, what can I do? I have to just accept it.

“Really? You know, Ian, you know me too well. If I don’t have to act, it’s easier for me too. You know I like you, right?”
“You crazy bastard. A guy saying that to another guy. You disgusting thing, I’ll kick you out someday.”

She says it with a disgusted expression, she’s always the same. Even though she’s a girl herself, she likes Saintess Diana.
Anyway, I kind of like the tsundere heroines, so this reaction isn’t bad. Of course, it’s because she’s pretty, if an ugly girl did this, I would have punished her right away. With political maneuvering, of course.
It’s not that I don’t hit girls, but I don’t have the confidence to fight Irian. I don’t have the confidence to win. This girl’s physical abilities are monstrous, despite her slender body.

Her disgusted expression is cute, so I deliberately winked at her.
No reaction.

“Come on, you actually like it too, don’t you?”

So I nudged her in the side with my elbow, but it was blocked by her hard armor.
Still no reaction.

Tch, it doesn’t work. How boring.
She turns her head as if she doesn’t even want to deal with me, and keeps her mouth shut. If I provoke her more, I’ll probably just make her angry.
Well, she’s been dealing with me in a similar pattern for the past 15 years, so she should have learned by now.
I’ll have to torment her a lot when she comes around later. I was looking forward to that, so I wanted to tease her more, but cute Diana is waiting, so I’ll have to wait for the next opportunity.

I approached the wooden door and knocked lightly. Irian, who had been looking away, gritted her teeth and whispered.

“You, if you even touch the Saintess, I’ll grind you to dust.”
“I look forward to seeing how you’ll grind me.”

I smiled at the girl who was glaring at me with her bright red eyes, then opened the neat wooden door and stepped inside.

“Yurian?”
“Hi, Diana. Good morning.”
“Yuriaaan~”

The blonde little girl has grown into a wonderful Saintess.
I catch her as she runs and hugs me, and the weight I feel against my chest is truly… magnificent. You’ve grown up well, Diana. It’s worth raising… no, taking care of you, it makes my heart swell with pride.

“What’s wrong? Are you crying, Yurian?”
“Of course not. I’m just touched.”
“Hehe. You’re saying weird things again. What’s the schedule for today?”
“We only have volunteer work in the slums this afternoon. It’s pretty relaxed, right?”

Diana’s eyes widened at the unexpected free time. It’s true, she’s been busy being called here and there without a day off for a while.

“There’s really nothing in the morning?”
“Yeah, nothing. I even told the Cardinal so you could rest comfortably.”
“…Really?”

Then she licked her lips… it was incredibly sexy, to put it bluntly. It was as if she was a street woman, not a Saintess.

Of course, I’ve seen Diana like this many times, so it’s not surprising, but every time I see it, my heart pounds. Appearance is really important. It’s because a disgustingly beautiful woman is doing this that I get fired up every time.

“Yurian. Do that for me.”
“Do what? What could that be?”
“Um, you know, that thing. That… playing doctor.”
“You wanted to play doctor. Okay, shall we play doctor for the first time in a while?”

Playing doctor.
It’s a funny name, but it’s our own code word. Well, what should I call it?

Since I was a child, Diana has never left my side, so I became her exclusive priest. You could say I’m treated like the Saintess’s childhood friend. Of course, I also had an incredible talent as a priest, and I pretended to be innocent and devout. Above all, it was possible because of the Saintess who would throw a fit if it wasn’t me.

Thanks to that, we spent all day together, and out of boredom, I subtly trained her… ahem, no, we played all sorts of games, and Diana got hooked. Could it be that she randomly got an obscene trait?

“Since we’re playing doctor today, Diana has to lie down on the bed. Come on, this way.”
“Yes, doctor.”

Diana walked lightly to the bed and lay down gently, and I brought a chair and sat next to her. My eyes went to the heaviness I could feel on her chest, even through her voluminous Saintess robes, but there’s no need to rush.

I make eye contact and slowly move my fingers.

“Where does it hurt today?”
“Um… my chest hurts.”

She’s quick to catch on. As expected of Diana, who’s becoming more and more cunning, she must have instantly noticed where my eyes were. …Well, I’ve shown her how much I like her chest, so there’s nothing to figure out.

“Your chest? I’ll have to check. Okay, take it off a little. That’s right.”

Taking off the Saintess’s robes, which are layered, is quite a hassle, but knowing the luscious fruit that lies beyond, this is also an enjoyable process.

I lift the hem of her clothes slightly with my fingertips and take them off one by one. The soft sensation of her skin lightly touching my fingers. Diana’s face flushed red.

“Our patient seems to be in a lot of pain. Your face is red.”
“Yes. It hurts a lot. Please treat me quickly.”

Her shyly fidgeting hands as she answers are so cute that I almost ripped them off at once. Whew, calm down. You sly thing. You’re already learning how to make men anxious.
Of course, I taught her everything, but as expected of a clever girl, she learns so fast that it’s becoming more and more difficult to deal with her.

“Lift your back a little… that’s right, good job. Our Diana is a good girl.”
“Hehe.”

Although we’re the same age physically, I’ve treated her like a baby since we were young because I was originally in my 30s, so she becomes a child when we’re alone.
Her tone becomes whiny, and she acts strangely cute. If any other woman did this, I would frown, but since she’s so pretty, it suits her, so I’m deliberately encouraging her.

A Saintess with a mature body who only becomes a baby in front of me.
……That’s so good.

“Good job, our Diana. You’re a good girl. Let’s see~ Is this where it hurts?”

When I removed the cloth covering her chest, two well-shaped mounds of flesh appeared. As expected of the size I could feel even through her voluminous clothes, they were incredibly large in reality.
In modern terms… well. I’ve never met a woman this big, so I don’t know, but wouldn’t she be about the size of a female celebrity who’s known for having big breasts? Or maybe bigger?
If they’re too big, it’s gross, but it’s amazing how the size is just right for my taste. Could it be that she’s even controlling her growth? …Nah, no way. A Saintess isn’t a god.

“Th-there, that’s where it hurts. Hnn.”

As expected of Diana, who has fair skin, her full breasts were so white and transparent that you could see her blood vessels. How can they be so perky even at this size?
Is it because it’s a game world? Realistically, there’s no way such large mounds of flesh wouldn’t sag and stay in good shape. But it’s not like she put in silicone.
I carefully raised my hand and touched them. Oh, this softness, this elasticity.

“D-doctor. It hurts above that too.”

It was a hard nipple. A light pink nipple and areola with light pigmentation. Diana’s nipple was of average size, but her areola was quite wide. But since the color was so pretty, it didn’t matter whether her areola was wide or narrow.
I took my hand off her soft breasts and circled her nipple with my finger. Her nipple, which was sticking out and hardened, moved back and forth with the movement of my finger, and Diana’s body trembled every time.

“Haa. Doc-tor… quickly. Okay?”

Even with Diana’s impatient words, my fingers moved slowly. As I slowly circled her nipple, her impatient expression was cute. I can’t stop doing this because of this reaction.
Diana probably knows that I’m doing it deliberately slowly. That’s why she’s more impatient. You sly thing. She quickly figured out what I like and put it into action. As expected of a sly Saintess. And since she’s enjoying it too, it’s a win-win for both of us.

Diana wasn’t like this from the beginning. She was an innocent girl with a lot of playfulness. And now, that girl is seducing a man in front of me.
It’s the Saintess’s true self that no one else can see, only I can see.
Just seeing the pure and noble Saintess Diana’s chest is a great pleasure, but an even greater pleasure is that she learned all of this through me. I learned through Diana how enjoyable and rewarding it is to dye a pure white woman in your own color.

“Why did Diana’s nipples get so hard? It must hurt here. Right?”
“Yes… Diana’s nipples hurt, so you have to fix them quickly.”

She’s panting slightly, she must have gotten worked up quickly since it’s been a while. Since I’ve been training her… no, making her a little sensitive since she was young, she now asks me to play with her whenever I have time. Of course, that ‘play’ is the kind of play we do when we’re alone.