Chapter 88
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「Hah, you can’t understand something this simple? Well, I suppose it can’t be helped. It might have been a bit difficult for the ignorant folks from another world,」 Ryūgūin sighs.
「Let me put it this way. What I’m trying to say is that ‘one hour of my time is worth over 100 million yen’.」
He rests his elbows on the armrests and interlaces his fingers in front of his face.
Siesta almost bursts out laughing at his pretentious expression. She hurriedly tries to hide it and says what she needs to say.
「I fully understand that your time is precious, Hero. However, since we called them here, it would be rude to dismiss them outright—」
A vase flies past Siesta’s face.
The sound of shattering porcelain echoes loudly.
It was thrown by Hero Ryūgūin.
His face is unusually flushed with anger.
「Don’t make me repeat myself, you dimwit!!」
He shouts, his voice rising.
「Send them away right now.」
The Hero commands, sitting back down in his chair.
「No, wait. Keep them waiting. It doesn’t matter how long they wait. There are plenty of replacements anyway.
More importantly, clean up that vase first. And replace the wet carpet with a new one.」
Faced with his utterly selfish behavior, Siesta thinks that she alone is enough to do such foolish work.
So she replies, 「Certainly,」 and begins cleaning up the large shards of broken porcelain by herself.
Ryūgūin watches her as she follows his orders.
Yes, yes, this is exactly it.
This, this. This is it.
Everyone should just obey my commands!
Ah, ah, it’s the best!
Once again, he feels the sensation of his brain secreting endorphins.
At that moment, he notices her ample buttocks as she bends down to clean.
Siesta, was it?
He hadn’t paid much attention due to her plain attire, but upon closer inspection, her looks are far superior to those of any noble lady.
And what a sensual figure she has.
Even through that frumpy nun’s habit, her chest and rear are prominently accentuated.
His throat makes a gulping sound.
Once Ryūgūin wants something, he knows no restraint.
「Siesta. Stop what you’re doing and come here for a moment.」
He feels his previously sluggish waist suddenly become lighter.
He stands up and, as she approaches in response to his command, he reaches for her wimple, removes it, and tosses it to the floor.
Siesta is a sensual and beautiful woman with fine golden hair, different from the Saint.
He runs his fingers through her hair once or twice, then reaches out to roughly trace Siesta’s plump lips with his finger.
Although the Hero had never practiced restraint since coming to this world, he shamelessly felt that he was 「at his limit.」
「You’re nice. Really nice.」
Siesta empties her mind.
She decides to abandon the sweetness within her heart and any fleeting memories in response to his insensitivity in touching someone’s skin and hair without permission, his rough breathing that fails to hide his excitement, his previous rude gestures, his way of speaking, his personality, and everything that forms who he is.
「This is nice too, but there’s an even better place. Ah, that’s right! From now on, you should become mine too! Becoming the possession of me, the Hero, there’s no greater honor than that, right?!」
He reaches for her hair once more, brings a strand to his nose, and inhales deeply.
Still excited, Ryūgūin repeats,
「Ah, it’s so nice! So nice! Ah, ah, ah,」 as he grabs her arm and tries to lead her out of the room.
「If I may, Hero.」
Siesta says, stopping in place. Without waiting for Ryūgūin’s response, she continues. Her icy expression confuses Ryūgūin.
「I was sent here in place of Saint Mika. My role is to take care of you, the Hero, and to protect you.」
「Protect?」
「That’s correct. Saint Mika constantly maintained a strong barrier to ensure that no one could threaten you. This has been confirmed by the cardinal.
Therefore, rather than enjoying a romance with you, I wish to devote myself to the mission of ‘protecting the Hero’ that Saint Mika has been fulfilling for many years.」
「That’s… Couldn’t you do that while maintaining the barrier? It’s simple, really.」
Whether he actually has the intention to do so or not is beside the point. It wouldn’t be simple at all.
Does he think it’s simple because it’s simple for him, or is he just running his mouth without knowing anything?
Siesta didn’t even need to consider the answer.
「That’s not all. While I greatly appreciate your feelings, Hero, I cannot comply with them.」
「We both consent! There’s no problem!」
If Yamada were here, he’d probably retort, 「Hey, hey, you’re too eager! Are you some kind of greedy bug?」
「I believe we from Clartel have explained this to you many times before, but please allow me to say it once more, if I may.
To begin with, we clergy have dedicated everything, including ourselves, to God.
Therefore, the moment we engage in the kind of act you’re expecting, we would be stripped of all divine protection and abilities by the God we believe in.」
Ryūgūin groans, 「Guh!!」
His expression clearly shows that he’s weighing pleasure against ability. It’s not even something that should be weighed in the first place.
Siesta inwardly frowns, thinking that a final push might be necessary.
「While my abilities may not match those of Saint Mika, they are second only to hers.
I apologize if this sounds disrespectful to you, Hero, but considering your increasingly intense dungeon explorations, and the possibility of losing Saint Mika in the worst-case scenario, it would be wise to preserve my power as a potential replacement for her.」
Ryūgūin clicks his tongue and shoves Siesta away. She falls to the floor with the momentum and cuts her palm on a piece of broken porcelain.
「You’re not popular with men, are you?」
Hold? Keep? Have? Popular?
Siesta couldn’t understand what he was saying.
「You’re quite the smooth talker, aren’t you?
Popular women, even if they’re capable, don’t make men feel it. They subtly support men.
What’s this you’re doing? Showing off how capable you are? Ridiculous!
I don’t like women who aggressively push themselves in front of men. So, you fail.」
Ah, “not popular,” I see.
Siesta feels her heart growing even colder.
Ryūgūin tries to shoo her out of the room with a dismissive gesture—just then,
「Excuse me,」 a clearly impolite middle-aged gruff voice is heard from beyond the door.
The owner of the voice opens the door without waiting for a response.
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