Chapter 87
Only after I snapped at him did Celesto pull his hips back.
As soon as his c**k, which had been plugging my entrance like a stopper, pulled out, an enormous amount of s***n flowed down between my legs.
“Stay lying down. I’ll clean you up.”
Celesto got up from the sofa.
I instinctively reached out my hand. I missed his retreating body heat.
But he left the sofa without hesitation and headed not to the bathroom where the towels were, but to the entrance where our discarded clothes lay.
‘Come to think of it, he said he was looking for something today.’
I leaned against the sofa armrest and raised my body.
“Is that what you said you were looking for?”
At my words, Celesto’s back flinched noticeably.
“…What? What are you talking about?”
“You said you found out where Leocel’s last remaining possession is. Isn’t that what you came to find?”
At my words, Celesto made a strange face. His expression showed he was relieved about something, but it was also oddly reluctant.
“…I know where it is, but I’m not going to get it.”
Celesto said as he picked up the clothes that had fallen on the floor. The coat he had hurriedly taken off while kissing me earlier.
“Why? Is it dangerous?”
“It’s dangerous, and… I think it’s better if I don’t see it.”
“Ah, is it something like a diary?”
“…A research journal.”
“What?”
I immediately sprang up from the sofa. My overworked waist and thighs screamed, but that wasn’t the point.
“Leocel’s research journal still exists? The one he was writing before he died?”
At the barrage of questions, Celesto’s face contorted.
But just as he knew how to shut me up, I knew how to open his tightly closed mouth.
“Can’t you tell me? Hmm?”
*Smooch, smooch.* I kissed his chest.
The man, vulnerable to physical affection when I initiated it, eventually sighed and confessed the truth.
In summary, it went like this.
The topic Leocel had been researching until the very end was the afterlife. More precisely, the world where souls exist.
Studying faiths that had disappeared and been eradicated, Leocel discovered that the Temple had intentionally buried several religions.
They were all religions with a worldview where the souls of the living and the dead coexisted in the same world.
In other words, doctrines that contradicted the Temple’s teaching that one must live diligently in the present to go to a good place after death.
Researching that, Leocel had tried to separate body and soul to find out whether the soul truly exists on the same plane as us.
Whether that effort succeeded or not, Celesto didn’t know. The only thing he was certain of was this:
That this entire story matched Roarna Balseren’s tastes exactly.
Upon hearing that, I reacted, probably exactly as he had expected.
“That crazy bastard Leocel! He was doing all that interesting research by himself?”
I stomped my feet, naked. I couldn’t stand the frustration that I couldn’t punch Leocel, who might be dead or might have become a soul.
After fuming for a while, I urgently clung to Celesto’s arm.
“So the research journal is still in the old chapel? Can’t you cancel your defrocking until we go get it?”
“…”
“Or just tell me the location. I’ll go find it.”
I’d heard it was an area that only clergymen who had perfectly taken vows of chastity could enter, and that the path was rough and far… but what’s that to me?
The greatest taboo of this era is said to be there.
“…Haha.”
Suddenly, Celesto burst out laughing.
“You went through all the trouble of coming here on your vacation, and you’re this excited talking about another man?”
“Oh.”
Only then did I shut my mouth.
I’d learned recently that Celesto was extremely jealous. So much so that it was amazing how he’d lived over twenty years without ever showing it.
*Thud.*
Celesto took a step, and a heavy sound shook the floor.
“And… what? Back out of leaving the order? You know full well why I left it in the first place, don’t you?”
But I’m the one who created a situation where you didn’t need to leave the order in the first place?
I clenched my jaw tightly. If I said this out loud, there was a high chance I wouldn’t be able to return to my lab until my vacation was over.
In the end, I made a desperate effort to survive.
“Well… I’m still itchy inside. Can’t you do something about it? Celesto?”
At my words, Celesto burst out laughing again.
He twisted the corner of his mouth into a smirk and answered.
“Of course. I’ll keep thrusting until my anger is gone.”
After uttering those chilling words, Celesto threw down the coat he was holding.
*Thud, thud, thud.* With terrifying footsteps, he ran over and wrapped his arm around my waist.
Then he lifted me up. I stayed still in his arms the entire time he carried me up to the bedroom, without any resistance.
After being thrown onto the bed, I was trapped in the bedroom for two full days.
Actually, even after coming out, I couldn’t walk on my own for several more days.
Whether washing or briefly getting sunlight, I had to be in his arms, receiving his c**k.
That’s why I only found out much later.
That inside the pocket of Celesto’s coat that day, there had been a blue diamond ring the exact same color as my eyes.
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