For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.

Chapter 219: Rest (2)

Wedding.

I’ve never thought about it. But someday, I would have to.

After solving all the problems, someday, that is.

…Though Gilbert was blatantly disappointed when he heard that, he fortunately understood since he knew the current situation wasn’t great.

Afterward, my party and I returned to the VIP room. Helena headed off to discuss various matters with the upper echelons of the church.

How to announce the existence of the Saintess who appeared after 300 years, how to implement the policies decided during the meal, and so on.

The church would be busy with all this, so it couldn’t be helped.

Now that Helena was no longer just a simple priestess but a member of the upper class, she couldn’t be absent.

With a farewell promise to meet again later, we parted ways with Helena and entered the VIP room assigned to us.

Bang! Click.

Iona locked the door the moment it closed.

She clapped her hands lightly, her crimson eyes curving like a crescent moon.

“Attention, attention! Now begins the time to interrogate Yandel about what happened in the past three days! Everyone, take your seats!”

“Huh? What…?! Wait, hold on!”

Iona grabbed my shoulders and sat me down on a nearby sofa, despite my confusion.

The sofa was so large and ornate that it resembled a throne, but it was as plush and comfortable as its appearance suggested.

It even faintly emanated divine power, indicating it was a high-grade sofa with a blessing for mental and physical stability.

A treasure likely meant for the church’s VIPs…

Except for the fact that I was surrounded by women, who had crowded in around me.

Carla sat on the floor without hesitation, leaning her head against my left thigh.

Elisha squatted more modestly, resting her chin on my right thigh, looking up at me.

Iona perched on the armrest, pinning down my hand, and Faye sat on the opposite armrest, wrapping her arm around my neck.

Lastly, Iris climbed up onto my waist, positioning herself there.

At first glance, it looked like I was surrounded by five women, but in reality, I was trapped in a position where I couldn’t move.

With my escape routes blocked, Iona smiled brightly and began to speak.

“You know, I don’t particularly want to monopolize Yandel. I’m sure none of us do!”

“Oh, okay.”

“But if you neglect us, we’ll sulk.”

“…”

They all stared at me with eyes ready to puff up their cheeks at any moment.

I nodded with a small laugh.

“I understand. I wanted to talk when the person in question was present, but this is fine, too.”

I held Iris’s butt to keep her from slipping down. And the other hand was pinned by Iona, so both hands were occupied with their butts.

With that silly thought, I began to speak.

“Well, as I said, it wasn’t just three days of prayer. What happened was…”

This and that. Quack, quack, ducky quack.

I explained everything, from the Righteous Radiance transforming into a human form, to the suggestion of planting the seed of authority to maintain my blessing and grow Helena’s.

I only slightly altered the part about the system allowing translation.

“That’s how it happened.”

“Wow… The Righteous Radiance can transform into a human. I only saw her in the form of a lion during the Great War, so it’s fascinating, Master.”

“As amazing as it is that the Righteous Radiance can transform into a human, as Master said, I’m more surprised by the fact that it’s a goddess.”

Iris and Elisha nodded with impressed expressions. It was understandable.

Even though I had seen the ending of H&A hundreds of times, I had no idea the Righteous Radiance could transform into a human, let alone that it was a goddess.

That’s why I was puzzled by the sight of it jumping around and rolling on the floor at first.

Though the others didn’t say it, they were also amazed by the unexpected form of the Righteous Radiance.

“Ugh, hic, no way…”

Except for Faye, who was frozen with a pale face.

“Senior Faye? What’s wrong?”

“Did… the Righteous Radiance see everything?”

“Well, Helena found us by chance and prayed reflexively, so they peeked.”

“…A nun outfit play?”

“…Yes. She even wore a nun outfit in human form, saying she liked it.”

“We’ll be punished by heaven!!”

Faye screamed and stood up so forcefully that she nearly fell off the armrest. I quickly used telekinesis to pull her back.

“Hyah!”

“Calm down, Senior Faye!”

“How can I calm down?! I did all those things in a nun outfit in front of God! They saw everything, from when I confessed my worries and shed tears to when I begged for mercy and ultimately begged for…!”

“It’s okay! She didn’t scold me at all. In fact, she seemed interested in it and even encouraged Helena to try it.”

“What?! Don’t lie, Junior! I appreciate your kindness, but what kind of God would encourage her Saintess to do a nun outfit play?!”

“Surprisingly, there is one right here.”

“…Really?”

I nodded seriously with a doubtful look from Faye. Her mouth hung open in disbelief.

But now it was the other women’s turn to react.

“Wait a moment, Master. When did you do such an enviable play with Faye?!”

“Yeah! Yandel, you… You didn’t leave us out, did you? Let’s do it right now!”

Carla pouted cutely, protesting while fiddling with my thigh, and Iona pressed down on my hand with her weight, protesting as well.

Iris, wrapped around me like a koala, buried her face in my chest, and spoke.

“Everyone, calm down. Don’t we have more important matters to discuss?”

“Yes, Master is right. While it’s annoying that Faye did the nun outfit play alone… That’s something we can do next time. The real issue is not that, but rather Helena, or rather, Saintess Helena.”

As soon as Helena’s name was mentioned, the three of them fell silent as if on cue.

In the oddly heavy silence, Carla spoke in a solemn voice.

“So.”

“Huh?”

“Did you do it? You and the Saintess?”

“…Yes.”

“How many times…?”

“Well. With the power of recovery in place, we kept going without rest, so I’m not sure.”

“Gasp!”

Carla’s ruby eyes widened as she covered her mouth with her hand.

Iris continued, swallowing hard.

“Master. So is Saintess Helena now in the same situation as us?”

“The same situation? Oh, since I decided to take responsibility and Helena agreed, she’s now one of my women.”

“No, I meant, is the Saintess now also going to fall?”

“Don’t say such ominous things… If anyone hears you, they’ll think I only collect fallen women.”

“It’s not entirely wrong, is it? None of us here have backgrounds that are perfectly fine.”

“Sigh.”

I couldn’t argue with that.

“Anyway, that won’t happen this time. Didn’t you hear in the audience room? The cultists are targeting the Church of Radiant Radiance, and I warned them about it. Helena won’t fall.”

“Hmm. Then that’s good to hear. We don’t wish for anyone to fall, after all.”

Everyone nodded in agreement with Iris’s words, but none met my eyes.

What is this? Did they really mean it when they said I had a thing for fallen noblewomen? It wasn’t a joke?

As I stood there dumbfounded, Iona clapped her hands lightly, changing the subject.

Clap, clap.

“Alright, enough of that. Let’s end this topic here! Anyway, now that Saintess Helena is one of us, let’s take care of her next time we meet!”

Then, as she subtly slipped her hand inside my collar, she continued.

“Well, until then, shouldn’t we also try this ‘nun outfit play’ thing?”

Her playful tone carried an unmistakable hint of seduction. The others’ eyes also seemed to change slightly in agreement.

They seemed a bit upset that I had done it with Faye first… Skipping out here wouldn’t be right, but…

“…Could we save it for next time, Professor? Even with the help of the power, doing it for three days and nights made me feel like I was going to die.”

“Oh? Oh? I guess even Yandel has his limits after such continuous activity.”

Iona nodded in understanding, but her eyes grew even more mischievous for some reason.

“But did you know, Yandel?”

“Yes…? What is it?”

Trying to hide my unease, I responded calmly, as Iona’s lips curled into a sly smile.

She opened her mouth, revealing sharp fangs that gleamed between her lips.

“I haven’t had any blood for three days.”

“Oh.”

“If I suck your blood… won’t it get up?”

“……”

Yes, it would. Whether she sucked my neck or somewhere else, it would definitely get up.

Taking a deep breath, I looked straight ahead. As the saying goes, if you can’t avoid it, you might as well enjoy it. I steeled myself for what was to come.

With a determined spirit, I shouted boldly.

“Bring it on!”

Yeah. If I did it for three days, why not four?