I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

40 – Teacher (10)

“Miss Lilia! Are you okay? What’s going on?”

As we entered the cathedral, Ekklesia, who was praying, greeted us. She wants to call herself a man and a dog, but she holds back because of the grace Lilia gave her.

“I just drank dark beer and stretched out.”

“Uhehehe~ I’m sorry, Ms. Lea~”

My master greets you well. I shrugged her shoulders and fixed Lilia, who had lost her posture from shaking her hand.

“Mr. Lilia didn’t look like that, but she’s more prodigal than I thought?”

“This is why she shouldn’t judge people by their appearance.”

“I mean.”

“I’m terribly sorry, but could you bring me some water? I’m out of hand because I need to move this damn master.”

“Yes, of course.”

“Thank you…”

I answered weakly, then walked down the hallway with similarly feeble steps. With his regenerative ability, he was at an age where he had nothing to get tired of except for the tiredness caused by sleeplessness, but his feet were weak because his mind, not his body, was exhausted.

Sudden notification of trials, and even drinking and dancing. This year got the day right. My master is the one who can kill my tiredness and at the same time is in charge of my tiredness.

It is truly a guardian of balance, adding or subtracting to zero.

Nap for a nap. It just looks like he’s going to spread it first. I promised to put me to bed, so I gave up alcohol. What if I fall asleep?

“Hey~ Come to the room! Don’t sleep on the bed! Nya will make you sleep~ hehehe.”

“Please put me to sleep and just sleep. Do you want to get hit on the back of the head after a long time?”

Let’s be patient. Let’s be patient like God’s mercy. Love your neighbor, give the right cheek if you are struck on the left cheek, forgive your enemies, doubt not. Amen. Amen.

“Amen… Amazing.”

I gently set her down on her bed. If she had the same mind, she would have thrown it, but she endured it because she might get upset if she treated it harshly. Lilia is right. I’m a hedgehog

“Huh…”

Even as Lilia sat on the bed, she couldn’t help but let her arms loose from my neck.

“Release Lillia. I have to help with the church work today as much as you are off work.”

Ekklesia refused, but I can’t because I feel uncomfortable. Free help is beautiful, but heavy at the same time. Good deeds that cannot be converted into money have absolute value.

So, in order to repay this free gold, I intend to become a worker serving this church for one day. Lupika must have been a child’s toy with the same thoughts as me.

“Lilia, I’m serious. Let go.”

I gave her warning to Lillia, glaring at me fearfully. Even so, she only had her roomy, mischievous eye smile.

“hehehe… That’s okay~”

Lillia gently untied her hands from around her neck, and this time, she wrapped her fingers around my cheeks tenaciously.

“I have to put it to sleep~”

She just tugged at my cheeks, overlapping her face with mine.

“Mr. Iva? I brought you some water…”

Page.

The sound of the strong adsorption power resonated sweetly. It was Lillia’s alcohol-mixed breath that drifted in my throat, and her magical energy flowed through my body.

The soft sensation of her lips suddenly overtook me and left. Just as a butterfly stays on a flower for a while and then flies away.

“hahahahaha, now you can sleep too…? Sleep with me…”

“It’s disrespectful!!”

– Puck!

The fist of the great Divine Punishment, which I and Lupica had pierced before, struck Lillia in the back of the head, and Lillia collapsed on her bed, intoxicated with her drunkenness and pain. The disaster has passed.

And,

“What, what are you doing…?”

Another disaster has arrived.

I wasn’t even drunk, but I had a headache like someone suffering from a terrible hangover. This is all because of my momentary shaking. I should have suspected it, but it’s my fault for not doubting it.

See if I ever allow Lillia to drink again.

I pressed my throbbing temple and started making excuses.

“That, Sister. All of this has circumstances.”

“I disrespect! What in this sacred place!”

The nun’s face was as red as fire. Had it been a weak fire she would have been able to cool it with just a splash of cold water, but she was now a strong fire capable of evaporating even her cold water.

This condition is dangerous. A hasty explanation will only cause more anger. I decided to calm Ekklesia for now.

“There seems to be a misunderstanding, Sister. First of all, drink the water you are holding and calm down…”

“Water? Oh yes, now I get it! This glass of water must have had a strange purpose!”

Ekklesia snorted loudly as if she was dumbfounded.

“You soaked the water first, and tried to deliver it to Lilia, who couldn’t control her body, through her mouth? Ordinary cold water must have turned into sweet honey water through you! Huh, right!”

“What do you usually watch, Sister?”

The nun’s head is overflowing with profane things. Is it a side effect of an ascetic life?

Originally, the more you endure it, the worse it is for your body. Since human desire is infinite, that infinite desire does not disappear the moment it is blocked, but overflows to other places. This is the case in which children who have been controlled by strict education since childhood grow up to stray further.

Recently, I saw that several novels with slightly sensational content were serialized in newspapers, and I think Ekklesia may have read them and been influenced by them.

“Oh, have you read ‘When the Hydrangea Gets in the Rain’? A water delivery kiss is probably from there…”

“There’s no way you can read unwholesome stuff like entertainment novels serialized in newspapers like that with the body of a nun!”

You read it.

“By the way! You lied too! Why did you lie to me because you’re a lover?!”

“Are you friends?”

“Yes…? Why do friends kiss each other…?”

Yes, there was a time when I thought that too. A kiss is a secret and noble act that is allowed only between lovers. But no.

“Hey, maybe your friend’s intention is that of an unhealthy partner…?”

“Sister, why are you really like this…”

This nun is getting out of here. After all, ascetic people are said to be the most insidious behind the scenes, and Ekklesia is exactly that. Perverted nuns were only seen in creative works. This is also in reality Oh that’s right, here’s the creation.

But it’s a bit different from the Ekklesia character I know. It was a mistake to try to understand people with a fragmentary appearance from the original work. Even Lilia, the longest I’ve seen it, can’t grasp its depth.

“Sister, you have a very big misunderstanding.”

“Yes, I was misunderstanding. Iba-san and Lilia-san were under the big illusion that they were on a friendship journey that transcended reason and race. In fact, it was just a relationship of filthy desire!”

“Yes. That is an illusion.”

After that, I spent a lot of time solving the nun’s misunderstanding.

I wasn’t confident in logically convincing that Ecclesia that ‘if I want to sleep, someone must kiss me to supply me with magical energy and then control it from the outside.’

“In witches’ society, friends can kiss each other. Lilia is in a state of unconsciousness, so the distinction between the opposite s*x and the same s*x is blurred, so she must have kissed me by mistake. I’m also embarrassed. “

How many times have you explained the contents of…? Ecclesia also agreed. It was a harsh persuasion, like forcibly driving nails into an iron plate. In the end, it’s a good thing that it’s been a long time since I’ve been over it.

“Yes. That’s true. Kissing is common knowledge among young people these days… I can’t believe that today’s society has become so promiscuous that the teachings of God have lost their light…”

“Yes.”

I have some doubts about whether Ekklesia has properly convinced me, but I believe that our relationship is sound.

Anyway, it’s good!

**

“I’m exhausted.”

“I mean…”

After that, I spent my time taking care of the church’s chores.

I also tried to be a playmate for the children like Lupika, but Ekklesia refused, saying it was not good for children’s emotional education, so she couldn’t become a daily orphanage teacher. But instead, she did all sorts of menial jobs, such as cleaning, washing, and moving luggage.

I’m willing to put up with it because it’s what I did, but getting tired is getting tired. Her mind was in rags and her body was overworked, and her head was tired. She ended up not being able to sleep.

And just as I took care of the chores, Lupika, who sighed next to me, took care of the baby almost alone.

With our work taken care of, the Sisters were able to rest and reorganize after a long time.

Our labor gives them a break as much as the weight of this sweat and the amount of hardship. It was a warm plaza where free goodwill and free goodwill were traded. God will also be smiling happily at this noble trading scene.

“Have you eaten here, Mr. Iba? It’s pretty good… It’s much better than the stale bread I ate before…”

“What’s tasteless compared to that?”

“The alcohol I had before was really bad. I don’t understand why something so bitter is so expensive.”

“It means you’re a child… If Lillia resembles half your taste, she won’t have a wish.”

Lupika and I forgot all about our original position, and just became two workers and had a trivial conversation.

“Lupika.”

“Why is that? I can’t say a single word right now, so can you stop talking to me…?”

On the subject of an assassin, talk to the target or don’t. If I’m not there, I can’t even get money.

I forgave her rudeness by kicking her in the calf.

“Ah! It hurts! Say it with words! Say it with words!”

“What. One more?”

“When you do, don’t hit me! I’m tired right now, so don’t bother fighting back!”

“Crazy man… How do you assassinate someone like that?”

“There is a way to do it all. I won’t tell you!”

Not curious. I already know. This guy’s main weapon, his superpowers, and the greatness of his physical abilities. Even that reference point is from the future, so he must be much weaker than the girl I know. I will never get assassinated by this guy.

Because I laugh at everyone.

“By the way. You look after children pretty well. Do you have any experience?”

“…Is that s*xual harassment as a metaphor for the pregnancy experience?”

“Why would you ask a f*cking man about his experience with pregnancy? Don’t talk bullsh*t and answer properly.”

Isn’t this bastard also reading a strange novel? Lupika murmured, swallowing her breath.

“Oh right. I was a man now…?”

I wonder what he can really hide. Shouldn’t it be assassination, nabal, and just normal nogada. It must have been the intention of muttering so that no one could hear it, but my ears, with better hearing than beastmen, caught it.

Lupika cleared her throat a few times before she began to speak.

“I have younger siblings that are exactly the same age as me. Even though they are not related by blood, they are precious siblings.”

This is the first setup I’ve ever heard of. This must be what the younger siblings muttered before at the police station.

It’s different from the original Lupika.

The original girl is lonely. She had no one on her side, no one to understand, she was just a mad hunt for blood.

Maybe she was a wolf kicked out of her pack, or maybe she was a wolf that even disappeared. Having not read the entire book, I can only speculate.

“Really, really children…”

From my standards, Lupika is a child too. Look at her still childish appearance and that stupidly naive and foolish look. She’s an innocent child

“You’re still too young to do something like assassination…”

Lupika clenched her fists. Her fists, which had nowhere to go, only trembled as she held her sadness.

“These are the kids who have too many tomorrows left to die…”

Lupika’s blood was flowing between her fingers in her fist. Perhaps even if her tears were already dry and bloody, they would flow instead.

I agree with what Lupika said. What remains for the child is life or death.

Telling people who don’t even know how to live yet to kill someone or prepare to die is bullsh*t.

What they need to grasp is not cutlery and stale bread, but warm hugs, pencils, and rich, soft bread.

Children must be taken care of through education and care. Not slaughter.

After that, Lupika was silent for a long time.

“It’s time for dinner~”

I heard a voice from behind telling me it was time to eat. Lupika heard that and stood up without a word.

He muttered in a voice I couldn’t tell if he was talking to himself or to me.

“The truce is until I stay at this cathedral, right?”

I nodded.

“Then I will leave this church right after dinner. I haven’t returned all the favors to Ekklesia yet, but I can’t stay any longer. Staying any longer will only harm both him and me.”

It’s much more poisonous than I thought. No matter how naive you are, you probably don’t know the meaning of the words you’re spitting out on yourself.

“Why don’t you sleep at least one night? It will be much more comfortable than your usual bed.”

“That can’t be the case. It’s troublesome when the bed smells like dogs.”

“You took a bath. You don’t smell like dog anymore.”

“Thank you very much for that.”

Leaving the cathedral means breaking the truce and trying to kill me again. At the same time,

“No. You’re an orphan too, so why don’t you just sit here? Maybe you can get a job referral?”

Me too, means that when he attacks, I won’t hesitate to counterattack. In this morning’s workshop, we have already roughly figured out each other’s skills. I bet Lupika knows that I’m not an easygoing opponent, right?

Lupika sniffed him. He seemed to infer the dinner menu by smell. When the smell of his meat wafted in, he smiled innocently, muttered something he didn’t know if he was talking to himself or to me, and left.

“I can’t abandon my family.”

That’s right, I didn’t say anything either.

The smell of soap lingered where he was.

The truce granted by my charity ended without even filling the day. It’s unfortunate.