Chapter 49 – The Day Of The Violet Full Moon (4)

As if her relaxed demeanor from just moments ago was a lie, a furious Lilith shoved my chest, forcing me to stumble back.

“You little… How dare you deceive me?”
“Deceive? Lilith, I can’t stand it.”
“Cut it out!”
“……Too bad.”

I tried to keep up the act, but it wasn’t working. I clicked my tongue and shrugged, and she stamped her foot in place, clearly enraged. Her strength was so immense that the mansion shook as soon as she slammed her foot down.

“Whoa… It’s, it’s collapsing! Be careful!”

Ugh… My trauma is resurfacing. The memory of struggling when the floor collapsed in the temple… Wait, what struggle? …Come to think of it, all I remember is having fun with Irian.

“Never mind. Just let it collapse.”
“……What are you saying!”

Lilith’s chest jiggled as she moved her upper body violently in anger. Two large, shapely mounds of flesh and pale pink nipples were doing a dazzling dance before my eyes. Wow… The elasticity is unreal. That size, that shape, and that elasticity?

“Tell me. Since when… What, what are you looking at…?”

Lilith’s pale face flushed red as she finally realized my gaze was fixed on her bare chest. Oh. Is that from embarrassment or anger?

“Focus!”
“Ahem. I suppose I should.”

It was a shame to see her quickly cross her arms to cover her chest. If I had pretended not to notice, wouldn’t she have been too flustered to realize? I should have taken a peek. She was so beautiful that I couldn’t help but stare. Humans are creatures of regret, after all.

“Since when? Since when did you know? No, how are you maintaining your sanity?”
“You’re asking too many questions. Let’s exchange them one by one?”
“Shut up. Just answer my questions. Do you want to live in a dream forever?”

Is this her true personality? She’s more tough than I thought. Well, considering Lilith’s appearance, this look suits her better. She’s a typical carnivorous beauty, not at all suited to a herbivore role. She must have struggled quite a bit to pretend to be a devout priestess with that personality.

“I think I can escape on my own with my divine power… Should I try? By the way, the elders at the Hespolte Holy Kingdom’s main temple were shocked by my unprecedented growth rate in divine magic.”
“……”
“Oh, right. Now that I’ve been through this, wouldn’t you refuse an invitation next time? Even a kind soul like me doesn’t appreciate this kind of invitation. And you know, I’m with the Saintess’s group.”
“……Fine. I’ll ask first.”

It occurred to me as I spoke. Come to think of it, I should have just checked with my divine power when I first felt something was off. Wouldn’t this dream space have collapsed if I had just released my immense divine power?

No wonder I’ve been feeling hazy ever since I saw the violet full moon. All of this was Lilith’s scheme… no, it wasn’t. I was too scared by that ghost to think straight.

It’s true that the full moon is clouding my mind, but there’s no way I, with my abundant divine power, would fall for such a trick. …Did I fall for it?
…I’m an idiot. No, I’m just a coward. Damn it.

“When, how did you figure out my identity?”
“That’s two questions. I’ll answer one. From the beginning.”
“……It’s your turn.”

Seeing Lilith’s displeased expression, I couldn’t help but ask.

“What’s your chest size… No, cancel that. What’s my body like now…”
“Hmm. Shouldn’t you find out by touching it yourself? Come here and touch it.”
“I said cancel that. What’s my body like now…”
“Come on. Check it out yourself by touching it.”

She even lowered her crossed arms and lifted her chest from below.
……Very, very impressive. Well, I guess I have no choice. I already have an idea. What my real body is like.

If it’s like the game, I’d be sleeping normally. A succubus’s dream is just a dream, and it doesn’t directly affect the body. If it did, it would be a balance breaker.

Since I have game knowledge, I’m in an advantageous position… One question is okay, right? I subtly approached Lilith and grabbed her supported chest. Squishy, squishy. Soft.

“How is it?”
“It’s beautiful. Very soft.”
“Heh. Is that so? Then tell me now. How did you figure out my identity?”
“You think I’ll tell you? Be curious forever.”
“……”

I actually have nothing to say. I found out through the status window, so what can I say? If I had to answer, it would be intuition, but I don’t think she’d be convinced by that. I got to touch her chest, so that’s a win.

Oh, a vein is throbbing on her forehead? I could hear her grinding her teeth, but Lilith skillfully hid her expression. No, she even smiled! Truly experienced. You can’t hide your years of experience.

“Aww~ Priest Yurian~ Please tell Lilia. Please?”
“Hey… Cut it out. What’s the point of pretending when you’ve been exposed?”

……She wasted her experience.
Threatening me won’t work since I can escape on my own, and seduction failed, so she’s trying to coax me now. It’s cute, but isn’t it too obvious?

“You bastard!”

She almost exploded. Even so, does she change this much when it doesn’t work?

“Oh. Is that your true personality? It’s fiery.”
“…That’s enough. I don’t need anything. Just get lost.”

She gave up surprisingly quickly. This isn’t good. This time, I tried to coax her gently.

“Don’t be like that. Who knows? Maybe I’ll unconsciously leak important information while we talk?”
“…You’re a bad guy.”

Lilith sat down on the stairs. Her brows were furrowed, and her torn dress was still hanging around her waist, revealing her bare chest. I want to keep looking, but I should play along since I need to coax her.
…Ugh, it feels like I’m losing out by covering her chest.

I sat next to her and draped the torn dress over her.

“What is it? You looked all you wanted, and now you’re doing this.”
“Well, you started it first.”

Actually, my charm stat keeps rising when I look at her chest. Is she just a bundle of charm? I gave a vague, nice-sounding excuse, and Lilith looked at me with a strange expression.

“Is this how you usually are?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you thinking before you act, or are you just naturally like this?”
“……?”
“You’re just a playboy. You were like that back then too.”

Ah, back then.
I remembered the days when I threw all sorts of cheesy, cringey lines at Lilith. …Does she like that kind of thing?

“I’m not a playboy. How can you say that when you know I’m a priest?”
“Is a priest this good at kissing? Don’t lie.”
“…I’ve, I’ve only kissed.”
“Isn’t this guy crazy? You only kissed and held back?”

Ugh. I’m caught.
I was just rolling my eyes, not knowing what to say, when I saw a white foot under her skirt. I remembered Lilith’s feet from last time, which were covered in wounds. I sat on the step below her and lifted her skirt, revealing her slender legs.

“Are your feet doing better?”
“…Of course.”
“Hmm. That’s good. No scars left.”

It’s natural since it’s a clone, but there’s no need to show that I know. I stroked her smooth ankle and was fiddling with her foot when Lilith, who was watching with her chin in her hand, said curtly.

“I thought it was real back then, and I was a little excited.”

…It really worked?

“Really? Did your heart flutter a little?”
“It really did flutter. Now that I see it, how can a priest be so good at flirting with women?”
“Flirting? What are you talking about? I did that because I really liked you, regardless of your identity.”

There’s a trope in dramas like this.
A trope where they don’t look at the other person’s background, status, wealth… They love the person for who they are. Surprisingly, it appears frequently in all sorts of dramas, regardless of the era.

If it was popular in the past to coolly ignore the background of a successful female lead and like the person themselves, it’s a bit different these days.

The current trend is that even if the female lead is a divorcee, a widow, has children, is ugly, or has other demerits, a handsome and successful man will like her just for who she is.

Honestly, I don’t relate to it, but the fact that it appears so often in dramas means that it works. The important thing isn’t whether I relate to it or understand it. It’s whether it works on the other person.

In that sense, if it’s a trope that pierces the hearts of Korean housewives, it’s worth believing. It seems like Lilith likes this kind of thing too.

“Hmph. Lies. You just wanted to flirt with a woman. Right? You wanted to get me into bed?”
“If it’s someone you like, it’s natural to have those feelings, so I can’t say no. But I didn’t just look at your appearance. I know you’re Lilith, and our Saintess is also beautiful, so do you think I’d like you just for your looks?”

Wow. I could be a drama lead? Honestly, if you look at my appearance, I’d crush all the male actors. Acting? With my acting style, I wouldn’t be called a bad actor. …Can’t I just go to the modern world with this body?

…Ah, damn it. I lost my mind, and my charm stat skyrocketed. Could this be Lilith’s scheme too… No way.

Lilith didn’t really answer, but seeing her toes wiggling, it didn’t seem like a bad reaction. Is she embarrassed? Is she surprisingly weak to this kind of direct approach?

By the way, I’ve been fiddling with her bare feet since a while ago. Is this okay? I was caught up in the mood and was fiddling with her bare feet without thinking, and Lilith didn’t say anything. …Her feet are small. Her toes are pretty too. Hot! My charm stat again!

“Then what is it? You know my identity. If it’s not my looks, what do you like about me?”

……It’s here. It’s finally here.
The “What do you like about me?” variation.

Damn it, what do I like? I like your chest and crotch, you bitch! …But I’d get slapped for saying that.
Aww, my baby is the prettiest. It’s her looks… Rejected.
Her feet! I fell in love the moment I saw her feet… Rejected.

What should I say? Honestly, there’s no answer to this question. It’s an unsolvable problem that all Korean men have struggled with.

“Just because.”
“Huh? Just because?”
“Just because. I fell in love at first sight.”
“What?”

I stared at Lilith with a dignified expression. I met Lilith’s eyes, who was looking at me as if I was absurd, and spoke with sincerity.

“From the moment I first saw you. You stayed in my mind. I kept looking at you, and I kept wanting to be with you….”
“……That just means you wanted to get me into bed because of my looks.”
“Ah, no. More important than looks… Your heart! Your vibe! I, I just fell in love with you at first sight for who you are…!”
“Okay, okay, stop massaging my feet!”

I felt awkward.
What was I saying while squatting in front of Lilith and massaging her feet?
When I imagine my appearance from a third-person perspective… Let’s not think about it.

A sudden wave of clarity washed over me.
Ah… What have I been doing? At least I got to touch Lilith’s bare feet as much as I wanted, so that’s a win? The soles of her feet are soft. Her wiggling toes are cute too. …Sniff, sniff, they smell good too…

“Can you stop?”
“…Ahem.”
“……Heh. You’re really an idiot, aren’t you?”
“An idiot? It’s because your feet are so pretty.”
“I’m all pretty.”

Her haughty expression isn’t annoying at all. Honestly, she’s right? Her face is pretty, her body is pretty… Especially her chest… Ugh, my, my charm stat!

“…Do you like my feet that much?”

Lilith, who was looking at me with her chin in her hand, seemed to have a faint blush on her face. …Oh, this situation? What did I say in a similar situation last time?

“Because they’re your feet. How can I not like them when they’re your feet?”
“…Is that so?”

I slightly modified my answer from last time. Ha… I hate these subjective questions. But I guess it’s not a wrong answer? The atmosphere has become much softer. Is Lilith really weak to this kind of thing? This… If I do well, can’t I raise her favorability a bit?

“But you know, I’m really curious. Since when did you know? Huh? Please tell me.”

…I knew it. She was trying to coax me.

“Curious?”
“Yeah, I’m really curious.”
“I won’t tell you.”
“……?”
“I won’t tell you~”

……It’s childish, but I had to be petty.

“……Let go.”
“No.”
“Let go!”

I was holding onto Lilith’s struggling foot when I was pulled by a sudden force and fell on top of her.

“……”
“……”

Lilith was lying on the stairs, and my eyes met hers as I was on top of her. Without either of us making a move, our lips touched.