NOVEL NEXT chapter 213
Chapter 213. Confessional Commotion
In an instant, the air seemed to freeze.
W-why!? Could I have been shouting too loud!?
At that moment, Clothilde felt so ashamed she wanted to crawl into a crack in the floor.
But she knew that was impossible.
So, as quickly as she could, she straightened her clothes, fixed her gaze back on the front partition, and sat upright with her hands folded in her lap.
She adopted an attitude that implied Noah had simply misperceived the situation, saying:
“I-is there something the matter, Father Noah? I don’t need a break yet, you don’t need to replace me.”
Though she seemed to be trying hard, her trembling voice and flushed cheeks had already betrayed her.
No matter how she looked at it, that hadn’t been a hallucination. She really had been fantasizing about Noah forcing her into depravity in front of the Goddess.
But Noah wasn’t some kind of demon, he wouldn’t deliberately expose her pathetic lie.
“…Oh, I see. Well, Sister Clothilde, please carry on then. I’ll leave the things here.”
Noah, with a suggestive smile on his face, just pulled something out of his pocket and placed it on the leather chair Clothilde was sitting on, then left and casually closed the door.
Huh?! Did I really get away with it?
Did Mr. Noah really think he’d just misperceived things? No way!
Just when Clothilde couldn’t believe she’d managed to deceive him, and subconsciously looked at the things Noah had left on the chair beside her…
She knew she’d been exposed after all.
Because what Noah had put there wasn’t anything else.
It was the kind of magical equipment she always used at times like this to help her quickly return her body to normal.
One was a fully automated, but smaller version, that harnessed some kind of lost craftsmanship to channel magic.
The other one was focused on a violent, wild aesthetic, and larger in scale.
“I said, I DON’T WANT that kind of consideration!!!”
Clearly, she hadn’t gotten away with it at all, and Noah had even pitied her, which made Clotilde feel absolutely awful.
She completely disregarded any semblance of a nun’s composure and shouted out in shame and anger.
“Don’t yell so loudly, Miss Nun, do you want to get us exposed?”
But, to her surprise, Noah’s voice wasn’t coming from the side door this time, but from the room opposite.
Clotilde quickly looked towards the pulled-back partition and saw Noah, who had just entered the opposite room, bending over and using a handkerchief to wipe a stain off a chair.
Noah’s movements were so practiced that she didn’t even know how to react.
But the curve of Noah’s neck, vaguely revealed by his bend, caused Clotilde’s body to react.
“Ugh…”
She immediately made a strange sound because of it.
Even though she frantically covered her mouth again, it was no use; Noah had still heard it.
“Don’t just hold it back, Miss Nun, are you planning to endure until your reason completely disappears and you attack people indiscriminately?”
Stuffing the slightly soiled handkerchief back into his pocket, Noah didn’t leave. Instead, he sat directly in the confessional booth of the confessional, staring straight at her face through the lowered partition.
He was even urging her to start the ‘experiment’ quickly.
“T-This is a confessional, how could I do such a shameful thing…”
Feeling intense shame, the nun adopted a stern expression, trying to salvage her dignity.
“Huh? But weren’t you just doing it? Why pretend now? Enough talk, just start, I’m waiting to collect your experimental data.”
Unfortunately, the nun’s struggle was completely useless, as Noah casually exposed her self-deception.
“H-How could I let you watch!”
This caused her face to flush scarlet, and she let out a sweet and painful cry.
Because she didn’t dare look at Noah’s face now, she immediately pulled the partition back up, leaving only a small, uncloseable circular opening.
There was only one reason why she didn’t dare look at Noah’s face or want to be seen:
It was because she had just fantasized about Noah doing bad things to her, and she was now feeling guilty towards him.
However, what Noah said was indeed true; if she didn’t quickly resolve it, her reason would disappear.
So, feeling her body growing hot, she looked at the familiar equipment by her side.
Sure enough, she couldn’t resist, and quietly equipped herself.
Even so, the nun still had a bottom line that she needed to maintain.
The first time was one thing, since it happened when she was unconscious.
But this second time, she was determined to uphold it, otherwise wouldn’t that mean she had really betrayed the Goddess?
Of course, she didn’t know that Noah was deliberately making her think this way.
After all, Miss Nun still doesn’t know she’s a holy virgin right now.
Wouldn’t it be a giveaway if the real equipment was on her?
After doing all that, Miss Nun secretly started.
Even if it was just a substitute.
But under the effects of the curse, she could still feel a powerful sense of fulfillment.
It was definitely stronger than when she was alone just now, anyway.
But Miss Nun quickly realized that it still wasn’t enough.
When she realized Noah was right across from her, she became uncontrollably even more excited.
“…I really don’t know what to do with you, Miss Nun. You don’t want to see my face, but you seem to need me. How about we use this partition?”
Clotilde thought her expression wouldn’t be seen, but Noah actually had the power of perception, so all her complex feelings of guilt, awkwardness, and frustration were all seen by Noah.
Noah knew what was on her mind, so he resolutely brought up words that startled Clotilde.
“Mr. Noah, what are you saying! How could you do such an offensive thing!”
Clotilde widened her beautiful pink eyes, scolding the outrageously daring, demonic priest through the partition.
Unbelievable! This is a confessional!
The partition exists to prevent the faithful from feeling awkward. The round hole in it is also there to confirm that both sides are seated in their positions.
How could it be used for such an outrageous thing?!
–Although Miss Nun had strong objections to this, in reality her actions didn’t stop.
“Offensive? Then just tell me if you’ll use it or not.”
Noah didn’t explain that this confessional was designed to be used for this kind of play.
Noah just nonchalantly asked her if she would use it, instead of focusing on whether it was correct or not to use it that way.
“Th-this is just to observe if the person in the other room is sitting properly in their chair! Of course, I won’t…”
Originally, Miss Nun was about to righteously refuse.
But when her body very honestly bent over, and she saw Noah’s hand through the round hole,
Her heart suddenly started beating so fast.
Even though she couldn’t see Noah, and only saw Noah’s hand, for some reason she felt exceptionally excited.
This is bad! She had a feeling that this structure was actually meant to be used this way!
Otherwise, how could the position be so perfect?!
Th-this must be just a misunderstanding caused by the influence of the l*st mark, right!
It’s not really like this, right!