Chapter 84 – Isekai Milf – Convent Arc (7)
85. Isekai MILF – Convent Arc (7)
“What? You’re… that guy who was a servant at our house, right?”
Stella tilted her head and said that.
Her full name was Stella de Glishen Rosichester.
Roughly translated, it was the Rosichester baronial family of the Glishen Kingdom.
She was a girl about 160cm tall, slightly taller than me, and a few years older. Her stylishly curled golden long hair might remind one of my main god, Louis, but there was a clear difference in her eyes.
Looking at her volume, even under the loose fabric, a b to c cup line was prominent. Since the memory of being a servant at the baronial house a few months ago was etched in my mind, recalling it, I had actually seen her with less clothing on.
From the start, she didn’t treat me like a man, so she didn’t seem to feel any shame, wandering around the house half-dressed in her underwear.
When I was flustered and tried to stop her, her brother, Daren, suddenly appeared and, in an awkward acting tone, said, ‘How dare a lowly servant try to harass my sister!’ and then beat me up.
On top of that, I remembered that the head butler or house manager, probably furious, had people punish me again. Daren and Stella were secretly giggling and laughing.
It wasn’t something I directly experienced, but the emotions definitely lingered.
Wait a minute. Why is she wearing a nun’s habit?
“Right. I remember now… Where did you go… That idiot was here?”
While Daren used to call me with crude swear words, Stella would soften it by calling me an idiot or something else.
It was the same contempt, just in a different form.
I bowed my head naturally, groveling before Stella, who was wearing a spiteful smile.
“U-um… Miss. I, I was directly exiled by the Madam… So, I…”
Raul is free now.
“Ah, right. I remember. Mother secretly let you go then, right?”
Stella touched her chin, which was tilted up, and looked down at me.
“I really don’t understand Mother. It’s just that this dullard couldn’t do his job well, so I was just scolding him. Don’t you think so, you idiot?”
Is scolding someone making them covered in bruises all over?
Cecilia and I were both shocked when we looked in the mirror.
And the way she talks. She really hasn’t changed in months.
I could clap once right now and end this as soon as it started, but I decided not to use hypnosis and enjoy this situation fresh.
I have more leeway now than before.
And even if she wants to look down on me with her chin held high, she wouldn’t be able to do me any real harm.
Above all, the nun’s habit she’s wearing is strong evidence supporting my theory.
I calmly took her insults and carefully opened my mouth.
“Um, but… Why is Miss Stella here…?”
“………”
Stella, who had been wearing a haughty expression, flinched momentarily at my words, and her face quickly turned sour.
Yikes. Did something happen?
“…What’s it to you? You’re just a weak commoner, being so presumptuous…”
A rather sharp answer came back.
Looking at her tightly scrunched face, it seemed like something had happened.
What could it be? Did Stella cause a big accident? Or was it a family decision?
At least, if the Rosichester family, which was right next to Langshu, had collapsed, the rumors would have spread in some way, so it couldn’t have been a complete disaster.
Well, it’s not important, I can find out later.
I’m not very interested in a baronial family that doesn’t have a strong line with a real influential noble family and doesn’t have a solid foundation.
I’m just thinking of them as a minor local noble A that you can find anywhere.
While I was thinking that, Stella, who had been staring at me, flipped her flowing golden hair back and tossed a word at me.
“Okay, you. You can be my servant again starting today.”
“S-servant? But I work somewhere else now… I, I’ll only be here at this convent for a few months…”
“What? What are you talking about?”
I explained to her that I was working at a general store in the Langshu commercial district and that I came here as part of the local guild’s activities.
“…Forget the complicated stuff. Just serve me while you’re here. I won’t be here for long either. Probably…”
Stella didn’t even listen to me and acted as if it was natural, saying, ‘I don’t know about that~’ It was pure stubbornness.
“……Ugh.”
When I hesitated in front of her, Stella, with a cynical annoyance, urged me on.
“Ah, really… Just be honored and serve me, got it!”
As Stella was getting annoyed and glaring at me, a voice came from outside the door.
“Sister Stella?”
And with the sound of footsteps, a woman with beige hair appeared.
It was none other than Olivia.
“Ugh. Mother Superior…”
Stella muttered in a small, disgruntled voice.
“I heard a loud noise… Is there a problem?”
“It’s nothing. I just happened to meet a former servant.”
Stella, feeling burdened by Olivia’s gaze, loosened her cynical tone and answered casually.
“Hmm…”
Olivia glanced at me, confirming my stiff expression, and then looked back at Stella and continued the conversation.
“Raul is a free man now, regardless of what he did in the past. And I hope there will be no discrimination in this holy parish where the goddesses are watching. Sister Stella?”
Olivia. She’s quite sharp, isn’t she? The goddesses are actually watching.
“Oh, don’t worry… It’s nothing like that. Mother Superior. Even I always live well, following the rules.”
“Following the rules… Speaking of which, it’s time for your assigned duties now… Why are you in your room, Sister?”
“Well, when I woke up this morning, I felt a little dizzy… So I was resting in my room. I told a few of the senior sisters as well.”
“Hmm…”
She grew up without manners, so even though she’s toned down her personality, her actions are still very annoying.
Olivia and Stella looked like a school teacher and a delinquent student trying to slip away.
Poor Olivia, who was so kind, couldn’t say anything more as Stella answered smoothly and made excuses.
“Haa…”
Seeing her take a small, inaudible breath to compose herself, it seemed like this wasn’t a one- or two-day occurrence.
“Then it would be best for you to rest quietly in your room. I have something to discuss with Raul, so would you please close the door?”
“Yeeees. Mother Superior.”
Stella answered with a sly tone until the end and then went out, closing the door.
But is it okay for a mere baron’s daughter to act like that?
Even though this place is closed off and there are few cases of building political positions, wouldn’t the Mother Superior be a high-ranking priest (or paladin)? There’s nothing that would be helpful in the long run…
Ah, she’s just a naive girl.
Olivia then spoke to me alone.
“Is what Sister Stella said true?”
“Yes…”
I spoke in a slightly subdued voice.
“…If you have any difficulties, please tell me anytime. We can change your room, or you can stay at my house, okay?”
“Okay. It’s really okay. I’ll tell you if I need to talk about anything. But why did you come back?”
“Ah, I came to give you this. It’s the convent’s rulebook, and I’ve made some changes to suit Raul, so please refer to it? Here.”
I received a thin book from Olivia.
The convent’s rulebook…
I scanned the pages with my eyes, checking the contents. It was nothing special, just a bunch of boring rules and regulations.
It’s not particularly important, but I might be able to use it later. Let’s keep it in mind.
I bowed my head to Olivia in thanks and then chatted with her for a bit.
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“Isn’t it almost dinner time?”
As the sun was slowly setting and the sky was turning red, I was still lazing around on the bed, waiting.
Stella, in the room right in front of mine, was quiet as a mouse, with no sign of life.
I thought about secretly peeking with the crystal ball, but… well, what could be there? She’s probably just bored and reading the Bible since her gang isn’t here. She’s probably just slumped over, feeling lazy.
I don’t know what she did outside to end up like this, but good for her.
But since I’m not doing anything, I’m getting sleepy. When is Olivia coming…?
As I blinked and turned my head towards the window,
A small head was floating outside.
“Eek!”
“Ah!”
Startled, I let out a short scream and jolted my upper body up.
From when, I didn’t know, but a head had been silently watching me lazing around.
I immediately shook off my fatigue and focused on the girl with her head out the window.
A girl wearing a nun’s veil over her neatly falling brown long hair.
Because of the red sunset, her face was slightly shadowed, but it didn’t hide the cute and adorable features of the girl.
She seemed to be around Ellie’s age, and the slight baby fat on her cheeks was quite cute.
Before I could say anything, the nun bowed her head.
“I’m sorry, believer. I didn’t mean to startle you, but I kept looking and couldn’t help myself…”
“Ah, no, it’s okay. More importantly, what’s the matter?”
“Ah, um. That is. The Mother Superior sent me. To welcome the new member… Believer. If you don’t mind, would you like to go to dinner with me?”
“Ah, dinner…”
The nun with only her head floating above the window said that with a slight blush on her cheeks.
I was originally supposed to go with Olivia, but… It seems like she changed her mind, thinking that it would be better to have nuns of a similar age to me so that I could adapt quickly.
More than that, didn’t she stutter a lot just now?
Well, whatever… Anyway, there doesn’t seem to be a big age difference, but it feels quite strange to be using honorifics with each other.
The convent’s rulebook said that we should use honorifics in public but can speak informally in private, so we can get closer later.
After a light conversation, the nun introduced herself as Irina. It was a cute name that matched her adorable face.
“But…”
“Yes?”
Irina, who had been looking at me with a ‘jee-’ expression, then looked at me with her unique, bright eyes.
“B-believer Raul, you have a very pretty face.”
“…Pretty…”
She’s embarrassed herself, yet she’s saying that so openly.
And even though I’m in this body, I’m still a man, so it’s a bit unpleasant to hear that I’m pretty.
I suppressed the nonsense that almost came out, ‘But my lower half is quite masculine, Sister,’ and asked something I was a little curious about.
“But Sister Irina. Do you know Sister Stella?”
“Ah, that noble lady… Yes, I do. She’s a little sick, so it’s hard to see her face…”
“I see. Then about dinner…”
According to Irina, she rarely comes to the dining hall, and most of the time, the nuns bring her meals.
She’s really living recklessly.
I was going to be nosy and try to take her with me, but I guess it’s not necessary.
“Is it okay for me to go in my current attire?”
“Yes. You can come as you are.”
Irina smiled and then ran to the door of the room, waiting for me to come out.
Her gentle voice and polite manners. It’s a bit refreshing to see a girl who’s not much taller than me acting like that, with such a gap.
I decided to go to the dining hall with Irina.
