Chapter 114: ☆It’s Big and Embarrassing…
The time was past 7 PM and it had grown dark; the streetlights were lit.
I was walking toward Suzuya with Erika, Foria, and the three adventurer girls.
When we were about to cross Sixth Street, I saw a familiar figure and tilted my head.
It was Atla in her nun habit, walking a little quickly toward the church.
...Alone at this hour?
When I told Erika and Foria that I was worried about Atla and would escort her, they smiled and nodded cheerfully.
I thanked everyone and ran to catch up with Atla.
Perhaps because her walk was not that fast, I caught up with her right away.
So as not to startle her from behind, I called out in as gentle a voice as possible.
"Atla!"
"Hya... Ah, Raide."
"Sorry. I meant not to startle you..."
"...No, on the contrary, I’m relieved."
Atla turned around with a surprised expression, but when she confirmed my face she patted her chest in relief.
...I had intended to be careful, but I ended up startling her.
Then she smiled as if relieved, and I moved to Atla’s left side and began walking together.
When I asked why she was walking at this hour, she laughed troubledly and told me.
Atla, who likes songs, had apparently gone to a nearby performance to listen to a singer she likes.
"I like listening to songs, and I go quite often."
"...I don’t understand songs very well, but I think Atla’s voice is beautiful."
"Eh, a... thank you very much..."
At my words Atla bashfully flushed her face red and looked down.
Finding that appearance cute, I gently held Atla’s left hand.
Her left hand twitched in reaction, but she immediately squeezed back.
I had been holding it normally, but I gradually intertwined our fingers into a lovers’ hold.
At first it had been smooth, but gradually our hands grew warm.
Atla was strengthening and weakening her grip as if confirming the sensation of my hand.
"Your hand is big..."
"That’s compared to a woman’s, you know."
"With this hand... you protected me, didn’t you."
I pulled the hand linked with Atla’s, hugged her from the front, and gazed at her face.
Her watermelon-like breasts were crushed against my chest and greatly changed shape.
While feeling the soft sensation of her breasts, my gaze turned to her plump lips.
Atla first made a surprised expression for an instant, but as if sensing it she flushed her cheeks red and closed her eyelids.
I brought my face close and gently kissed her as if lightly touching her lips.
There was a waterside scent, and perhaps Atla’s scent — a smell of trees.
"Chuu, fuu... nnu, chuu... a little more, nnuun, chuu, nchuu... haa, fuu, in a place like this, I..."
"Next time I’ll consider the place..."
"...Fufu, yes."
When I pulled my face away and looked at Atla’s face, her face was flushed and her eyes were moist.
She traced her lips with the finger of one hand as if she had done something improper; that action was so enchanting it stirred my excitement.
At my words Atla nodded with a small smile and released her body, beginning to walk.
The breasts that should have been crushed against my body were released when we separated and swayed with a tapun purun.
Because Atla looked embarrassed, I decided to walk as much as possible on the building side.
When I moved the fingers of our linked hands a little, she moved her fingers in response; it was cute.
Looking at Atla out of the corner of my eye, she was smiling while bashfully flushing her face red.
While restraining myself who was beginning to get excited, I looked at Atla’s profile and spoke in a small voice.
"Until we arrive at the church, may I touch you a little?"
Perhaps a little surprised at my words, Atla looked at my face and immediately averted her gaze.
Flushing her face and moistening her eyes, she nodded so slightly that one would not notice unless looking carefully.
The linked hand was trembling a little, and tension was transmitted to me.
So I gave her a light kiss that only touched and spoke with a troubled smile.
"No, well, I won’t do anything rough, okay?"
"I understand, but... this isn’t fear... it’s nervousness."
"Toward me...?"
"I-it’s not that. At this age of mine, being hugged or holding hands... you’re the first, Raide..."
Atla saying that while tightly closing her eyelids was far too cute; I couldn’t help but hug her from the front.
I have never cared about age, but that gesture was so maiden-like that it was far too cute.
Making it so that Atla’s back touched the building, I kissed the slightly trembling Atla.
"Nnuuu, chuu, nfuu, churu, fumuuu, chuu... haa haa, ahn, Raide..."
"Atla, this way."
I pulled Atla’s hand, entered the shadow of a building, hugged her from the front, and touched her plump backside with both hands.
Combined with the fabric of the nun habit, the sensation was good and the plumpness was extremely nice.
Atla pressed her face against my body and hid it; every time I stroked her backside a small voice could be heard.
Although plump, the shape was good and it was not sagging, so once I started touching I could not stop.
Together with her voice she twitched and moved her body; her breasts moved with a poyo poyo against my chest.
Hot breaths stimulated my collarbone area and excited me further, but because we were outside I restrained myself.
...I am desperately working hard to restrain myself.
"Nn, nn, a, nn, uan, my backside... is big and embarrassing, aun"
"I like Atla’s backside."
"Yan, next to my ear, nn, au, fuuun, fuua, au..."
Feeling her increasingly rough breaths on my collarbone, I stopped stroking her backside and gently sandwiched both of Atla’s cheeks with both hands.
Then when I made her raise her face, she had a melted expression with moist eyes.
When I kissed Atla’s lips as I was, she seemed about to go weak in the knees and almost lost her posture.
I immediately wrapped an arm around her waist and supported her body by hugging her.
But without stopping the kiss, I inserted my tongue a little and touched the tip of Atla’s tongue.
"Nnmuu, fummuun, nnuuun, nchun ah... haa, na, haa haa..."
"...I’ll carry you a little, okay?"
"Haa haa, eh? ...Kya"
I felt Atla’s body shaking with a gaku puru while hugging her.
I murmured one word to Atla and carried her princess-style, coming out from the shadow of the building onto the main street.
...Honestly, any more and I will not be able to endure.
I walked a little quickly toward the church and looked at the face of Atla being carried princess-style with only my gaze.
Then with a melted expression she tightly grasped the clothes of my chest area, looked at my face, and spoke.
"I’m sorry, haa... my legs..."
"I don’t mind. I also went too far."
"No, um... I didn’t dislike it."
The expression of Atla exhaling small hot breaths had changed from a maiden to an enchanting woman.
I endured the desire to kiss the lips exhaling hot breaths and quickened my pace toward the church.
Together with the sway of my walking, Atla’s super breasts swayed with a tayun tayun; I also endured the desire to knead them.
We spoke little on the way, and after a while the church came into view.
I opened the large door leading to the church sanctuary with my body and entered while still carrying Atla princess-style.
Mayor was in front of the goddess statue, perhaps having been praying; when she turned around and noticed I had entered she made a surprised expression and approached.
Atla was trembling bashfully and quietly looking at the approaching Mayor out of the corner of her eye.
Then looking at Atla being carried by me, she blinked her eyes and spoke with a gentle smile.
"The children have already gone to bed, so both of you please go take a bath."
"Sorry about this, Mayor."
"No, no. I’ll leave Atla to you, okay?"
"...Did you hear from Nimi?"
"Fufufu, it’s a secret."
I smiled wryly at Mayor who smiled a little enjoyably and began walking toward the bathroom.
Mayor opened the door leading to the bathroom for me; I thanked her and walked toward the far side of the door.
The gentle orange light gradually restored my composure.
...I had been so excited I thought something might happen, so this helps.
Enduring the stick becoming energetic is tough.
If asked whether I can endure it, it is a physiological phenomenon, so of course I cannot.
I was definitely working hard thinking about unnecessary things.
While smiling wryly, the bathroom door came into view.
The one in front is for women only, and the far one is for men only.
When we arrived in front of the women-only door, I looked at Atla’s face and spoke.
"Atla, we’ve arrived at the bath."
"...Together."
Atla, with flushed cheeks and a melted expression with moist eyes, lightly tugged on my clothes.
I became aware that the excitement that had calmed was welling up again.
Then while smiling troubledly I took a final confirmation with Atla.
"I won’t be able to hold back anymore... is that still all right?"
"...Yes."
She replied in a vanishing voice, closed her eyelids, and nodded small.
To such an Atla I brought my face close while still carrying her, kissed her, skillfully opened the women-only door, and entered inside.
I did not notice at that time that the two were peeking at us.
I only praised them later for being skilled at erasing their presence.
No, perhaps I was too excited to be calm.
Character Profiles
＊Atla
Title: Sister Atla
Height: 171 cm
Age: 27
Black hair grown to the shoulders.
Calm facial features. Possesses a calm atmosphere.
Body is also slender but her hips are a little large; breasts bear watermelons.
A Sister who was at the Santony church.
She is in the same generation as Mayor, and their closeness can be called that of best friends.
The six children of the royal capital church call her Atla-nee.
She was saved by Raide in Santony and took refuge at the royal capital church.
Actually she is interested in a man’s body, but has become afraid because of the incident.
Having become Raide’s lover, her fear toward men has thinned.
But this time, being touched by Raide has become embarrassing.
Currently Raide’s lover.
＊Mayor
Title: Sister Mayor
Height: 169 cm
Age: 27
Silver hair a little longer than the shoulders.
Slender facial features. Pure atmosphere with strong maternal instincts.
Body is also slender; breasts are larger than melons but do not reach watermelon size.
A Sister at the royal capital church.
She looks after six orphan children.
Apparently she has never been told so in words, but the children think of her as their mother.
She is the type who holds her worries without telling anyone and breaks.
Perhaps because she was saved by Raide and reflected, she seems to try not to hold worries.
Currently Raide’s lover.
＊Erika
Former Deus Count family
Height: 163 cm
Age: 16
Golden hair — hair a little longer than shoulder length styled into vertical curls.
Expression gives a sharp impression. A glossy beauty that does not look 16.
Slender body type. Holds two firm melons for breasts.
Approached Instructor Raide in order to receive preferential treatment.
But instead she is shown various considerations by Raide and has ended up in a situation of receiving too much preferential treatment.
Regarding affection, it is still smoldering.
However, she thinks of him as an existence she must not let go of.
Currently Raide’s lover.
＊Foria
Height: 169 cm
Age: 22
White hair — waved and grown to the waist.
Face is a little slender. Soft atmosphere; if she smiles she seems popular with people.
Body type is average; she herself is concerned about her thighs. Breasts are larger than melons.
One of the four-person harem of the man named Grug.
She prefers wearing robe-like clothes based on white and is entrusted with the rear-guard support role.
She possesses the [Recovery] skill that she hides from everyone.
Shocked by being betrayed by Grug, she was wandering and was saved by Raide.
Thanks to Raide and his lovers she recovers her energy.
However, there are still parts she is dragging, and she often consults Nimi and Elysia.
She has interest in Raide who saved her, but before she knows it she ends up comparing him to Grug and falls into self-loathing.
Every time she falls into self-loathing she consults Nimi and Elysia and is comforted.
Adventurers escorting Erika
＊Satour
＊Minty
＊Roll