Monastery Hall.
The sky was clear, and the wind brought the fragrance of trees and flowers. Different from the slightly turbid air in the stable.
"Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven..."
Miss Rose stood at the very front of the hall, holding the scripture and praying. The cross resting on her curves trembled. Sure enough, even as a Bishop, wearing black silk privately still seemed too unique in this solemn scene.
The people sitting on the benches, from the nuns of the monastery to ordinary believers, were all devout.
"..."
Silas actually thought about going to see the mother and daughter Rose mentioned immediately. But probably no need.
"Lord, lead me, let me be closer to your heart..."
If these people chanting along knew that in the interval of Rose arranging the prayers, selfishness was mixed in. For example, this sentence... under Miss Rose's quiet peeping gaze mixed with a hint of shyness. Hard not to interpret other meanings.
"..."
Sitting in the second row, a mother and daughter, one big and one small among the believers. Also chanting. Dressed very simply, except for the somewhat outstanding chest undulations, they didn't seem too remarkable. Maybe because their faces were a bit dirty.
But Silas was certain. That was Madam Melina and Miss Siya.
The gathering dispersed.
"Groom brother, you came again?"
"Heard you and the Bishop are long-lost siblings?"
"..."
Who spread this? The Maid lady?
The nuns who were originally interested in Silas asked curiously one by one.
"What are you all doing here? Go do what you should do."
Miss Rose walked over, and they dispersed in a hubbub.
Very strange.
No need to search at all.
That mother and daughter, Madam Melina and Miss Siya, stayed in the hall.
"..."
Silas could see Miss Siya's eyes, involuntarily staring at him. Maybe anytime she would spit out words unacceptable to Miss Rose.
"Mr. Silas just look around casually. From now on... this is where I work."
But until Miss Rose invited the mother and daughter to talk elsewhere, Miss Siya didn't utter a single extra word.
Afternoon.
Silas had the key to Rose's room and could enter anytime.
As the Archbishop, her room was on a separate third floor, and the spaciousness was different from ordinary nuns.
"..."
Probably because Madam Melina was still talking with Miss Rose, so.
"Silas."
Miss Siya could get away, also sitting on the side, "You, didn't lie to Siya."
"..."
Silas could see.
The gray cloth clothes she wore seemed stained with dust from doing some heavy work. Although not understanding how Miss Slime with her strength could fall into such a difficult situation, no matter what the reason... she shouldn't be able to smile.
"Mama said, have to understand Sister Nun and Sister Princess first. Then can."
"But, Siya doesn't want to wait. Siya doesn't like them, why understand?"
"..."
Miss Siya sat by the bed, swinging her feet, staring at Silas unblinkingly, her small nose twitching. Suddenly reached out.
Caught the Slime Fiber in Silas's sleeve.
"It's this, felt something weird. When did Silas steal it? So weird, so small."
Miss Siya leaned very close. Without any grudge.
"..."
Silas felt a bit uncomfortable.
After all, the first glance at Miss Siya in the hall was thinking about how to solve the potential conflict between Rose on stage and her if she called out to him.
"Siya."
"Mgh?"
Stopping fiddling with the Slime Fiber, maybe because being called by name so close, she was inexplicably embarrassed.
"Why didn't you speak in the hall?"
"Because, it was in a very serious church. Can't be like that."
"..."
Just like this?
"Also, Siya knows too! Silas has many other things, and other friends. Can't, trouble Silas."
Miss Siya paused, "Nun, is Silas's lover?"
"...Yes."
"Oh, then Siya, being a concubine is fine."
"..."
Silas looked around, could still see Rose's underwear and black silk drying on the rack after washing.
Sitting on the bed was very awkward.
Hearing Miss Siya say these was even more awkward.
"Why is being a concubine fine?"
"Mama said, want to snatch Silas back. But, Siya feels, Silas is right here. And didn't say, don't know Siya. And will be like before... staring at Siya's breasts."
"..."
Naturally.
Because even simple and somewhat dirty cloth clothes couldn't cover her papaya curves.
But this isn't right?
Miss Siya became excessively sensible.
Seemed to know about him and the Nun or even the Princess, but didn't care.
Then, how long exactly has she lived?
"Ugh... they said, six hundred years. But! Many times taking turns to sleep."
"Mama said, sleeping can live longer."
"..."
Miss Siya spoke very simply.
Her life for a long time was nothing more than two things. First, doing things according to the letter Silas left. Second, waiting.
Silas's original intention of leaving those things was knowing the game would end soon. Wanted her to live meaningfully and comfortably as a person alone. Never thought it would become a sustenance for so long.
Click.
Surely, heard footsteps.
Silas could see with X-Ray vision, Miss Rose was coming from the corridor.
What the hell is being a concubine is fine?
The problem is simple.
Since he will definitely want Miss Siya, no matter what she thinks... the only thing he should do is one. Be honest.
"?"
But Miss Slime seemed to have different ideas.
Familiarly spreading darker slime from her arm, rolling Silas into the wardrobe together.
"Strange... the bed is still warm. Where did he go?"
Miss Rose touched the bed, didn't think much.
Started changing clothes in front of the mirror outside the wardrobe.
Inside, Silas was wrapped tightly by slime. Could feel Miss Siya's control over slime was more brilliant, able to create a space that doesn't suffocate and isolates sound like this.
"Silas, want to tell her, Siya is the wife?"
"..."
No, what to say is also a wife.
"Silas, looks bad complexion oh?"
Hand pulled by her, placed on the bulging chest.
"I don't plan to take a concubine. You are not a concubine either."
"..."
Miss Siya was silent for a moment, showing a slightly shy expression, "Mmh. But! Siya also doesn't want Silas to be sad. No matter, wait until they die of old age, Siya be the wife again is fine. Can, wait."
"..."
Soft lips touched.
Miss Siya seemed to still remember how to French kiss. Somewhat clumsily yet passionately extending her small tongue.
The Nun outside the wardrobe had already taken off her clothes, observing between her legs. Muttering why physical fitness was obviously not bad, but that part was still very weak.
"..."
Silas understood.
So that's it.
Miss Siya definitely learned more. Would also be jealous and uncomfortable, but she chose to suppress it with other thinking circuits. Very simple mind... no scheming, just as said in the beginning, hoping herself just purely happy.
Miss Rose outside had already changed into casual clothes and went out.
Smack.
Silas pushed open the wardrobe door, laid Miss Siya on the bed and pressed down. All the diluted scenes came back.
How could this be a concubine?
Why guess if she has any petty thoughts? Not speaking in the hall, not pouncing over... the reason is just that simple.
"Here, having sex with Siya, Sister Nun will come back oh?"
"Doesn't matter."
Very easily took off her pants, wrapping the buttocks was still the familiar pure white lace panties. The middle part was already wet.
Taking off a woman's clothes is simple.
But being responsible is another matter.
"Silas, don't think, bad things."
"..."
Hand gripped Silas's pants, pushed out. Miss Siya seemed to already know what Silas was thinking, after stroking a few times it became very hard.
"To Siya's here, when wanting to be comfortable, just think about being comfortable."
"..."
Warm cavity wrapped, sucked. Maybe haven't done it for too long, became very tight again.
"Siya, seems to like Silas more than before."
Miss Siya finished speaking, her own face became rosy, embarrassed. Just entering made her tremble a bit.
"..."
The more like this, the more Silas felt. If not honestly letting Miss Siya stand by his side openly, simply not human.
Couldn't teach Miss Siya too profound feelings in the game.
Then now...
Start explaining from letting her know not using 'wait until old age' this kind of reason to help him round off can pass, nor treating Rose and the others as tools. Wanting a harem, this is a necessary obligation. Instead of hearing Miss Siya say so, then muddling through along with it.
Monastery.
Sky getting dark.
Believers dispersed, Madam Melina searched everywhere for her daughter, gave up directly after searching for a long time.
Don't even need to think, definitely didn't listen to her and gave herself away directly.
"Madam."
Just at this time Miss Rose saw her, asked, "Have you seen Mr. Silas? The one who came to the monastery with me."
"...No."
"Strange, could it be went back to the Lord's mansion early? Didn't say absolutely couldn't in the confession room... ah... n-nothing, Madam you also rest early!"
"..."
Madam Melina was more mature, naturally could see Rose's gaze unconsciously chasing Silas. This figure, this unique forbidden charm of a nun.
Daughter besides inheriting her own commendable breasts, where else is the competitiveness?
Don't know where the two of them are hiding, she still has to cover for them...
"..."
Taking out the copper coins totaling 121 face value from her pocket, Madam Melina felt more distressed the more she looked, "Really... mud can't stick to the wall! Like this, afraid really going to be a concubine?! Absolutely not!"