I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me

Chapter 168 - Side Story 22



 

I let out a small sigh and spoke to Reihausd.

 

“Please leave for a moment. I will heal those two.”

 

I wish I could leave them like this for days, but what can I do?

 

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, places a special cone on Ciel’s neck and bandages his feet.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, is delighted to see Ciel’s cone.]

 

I searched the relic store and looked at potions that were effective in detoxifying and asked.

 

“Is it okay to feed this to a demon?”

 

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, nods with a shocked expression.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, says that although it has a detoxifying effect, it can often cause side effects to demons.]

 

Side effects, well. He’s still alive after drinking ten bottles of Rod Dragon, so he’ll get over it on his own.

 

Eventually, I bought two potions the size of my thumb for 30 franc each and poured the potions onto Kyle’s lips.

 

His slightly opened red lips were filled with a new blue potion, drop by drop.

 

“Seriously, if you do this one more time, I’ll kick you both out on the street.”

 

After giving Kyle the potion first, I grumbled and sat down next to Diego. Then I opened his closed lips with my hand.

 

When he opened his lips and dropped the potion, his neck moved frequently.

 

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, gulps.]

 

Just as I finished feeding him the potion and was about to get up, a strong hand grabbed my arm.

 

Surprised, before I could say anything, I was pulled by Diego and fell on top of him.

 

“Mmm…”

 

And my lips, which were being rubbed against.

 

The potion left in his mouth had a bittersweet taste.

 

[The mouth of the God of Justice, Hetuse, opens wide.]

 

“Die…”

 

I grabbed his shoulder and tried to push him away, yet my attempts were constantly blocked.

 

 He kept kissing me like I had honey on my lips.

 

[The God of Art, Mond, is heartbroken by Diego’s manipulation.]

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, records this scene in the ‘Everyone’s Kiss Collection.’]

 

“Wait… Mmp….”

 

What are you doing with Kyle lying next to you!

 

For a moment, I remembered what Hessed mentioned about side effects earlier.

 

Could this be the side effect?

 

We continued kissing. The scent of the potion mixed with the scent of alcohol passed through my nose. And when he finally raised his upper body, Diego’s purple eyes were looking at me with a brilliant light.

 

“A-Are… you okay?”

 

I looked at his expression. Perhaps because of the medicinal effect of the potion, there was no sign of intoxication.

 

“Are you awake?”

 

And there is a strange light in his eyes, like madness… That’s the way he is, so let’s move on.

 

“The side effect of the potion is…”

 

“Side effect?”

 

A burst of laughter was heard from Diego’s lips.

 

“Well, it didn’t really taste good. It seems to be very effective in sobering up.”

 

Ha, then you just kissed me because you wanted to?

 

As I was looking at him with dumbfounded eyes, he pulled my arm and held me close again.

 

“It might have tasted better if you had fed me directly with these lips.”

 

[The God of Justice, Hetuse, nods his head as if possessed, then pretends to be solemn as he looks at the other Gods.]

 

I shook my head as if I had no idea.

 

However, he put his hand on my back and pulled me closer, saying,

 

“Then, as regrettable as it may be, I will just eat your lips.”

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, lies down.]

 

“I don’t want to. Drunkard.”

 

“A drunkard, you say. I was just trying to prove my love for you, you know. How sad I am.”

 

“Sad, you say!”

 

“Then let’s just say I’m drunk. Like this.”

 

His lips touched mine again. I’m so thankful that Kyle is sleeping soundly despite all this chaos.

 

***

 

Diego left the temple to visit the Demon Realm for a while. And a few hours later, I was sighing and nagging Kyle.

 

“So why did you drink that much?”

 

After washing up and putting on a robe, Kyle placed his finger between his eyebrows as if his head was still pounding.

 

The scent of the wash had now spread throughout the room, but the smell of alcohol was still lingering in my nose from Diego’s repeated kisses earlier.

 

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, is stomping and his cheeks are blushing.]

 

“It was to test whether we were worthy to share you as husbands.”

 

“If you take that test twice, I will take a portrait.”

 

“Ugh… My head.”

 

“Haa… come here.”

 

I sat him down on the bed, placed my hand on his head, and poured holy power on him.

 

It’s not something one can use to relieve hangovers.

 

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, is excited and hesitates on whether or not to bless you, but then decides to stop.]

 

Still, it was sad to see Kyle in so much pain.

 

“Still, it seems like I could be a lot more useful than those two guys.”

 

“Don’t talk. It’s distracting.”

 

As my holy power continued to pour in, his headaches seemed to subside and his face gradually became calmer.

 

As a sword master, I knew that alcohol with a weak alcohol content would be detoxified as soon as he drank it. Now that he had reached this point, I could feel the power of the Rod Dragon. In fact, it’s so bad that even the Demon King can’t come to his senses.

 

“The Demon King, you say.”

 

A moment later, I flinched at the voice that came from his lips. He hugged my waist and made me sit on his lap facing him.

 

‘Wait, he’s only wearing a shower gown, this position is too…’

 

“Even the Demon King is patient, so a person called the Crown Prince of the Empire shouldn’t be impatient.”

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, shouts that there is nothing he can’t do and that he should do whatever he wants.]

 

[The God of Love, Odyssey, hates Kyle’s patience.]

 

A dangerous yet soft voice flows in.

 

His hand holding my waist gave strength.

 

After a while, the hand that was running up my back stopped at the center of my back, and his lips came closer.

 

As soon as my wet lips touched him, it felt like a tingle of electricity went up from the back of my neck to my toes.

 

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, touches the bridge of his nose with a wad, as if his nose might bleed at any moment.]

 

He spoke as if warning me, as I flinched as I sat on his thigh.

 

“Don’t move, for once you touch it, you won’t be able to stop from then on.”

 

Once I touch what that I won’t be able to stop?

 

Before I could say anything, my lips were eaten by him again.

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, encourages Kyle by saying that he has already reached it.]

 

[The God of Art, Mond, requests Bellatrix’s intervention, claiming that the size is foul.]

 

[Bellatrix refuses Mond’s mediation.]

 

Steam was coming out of my cheeks, and my mind seemed to be empty with an ecstatic sensation.

 

He stroked my stiff back several times. I had a feeling that Cass would be waiting for me, but I loved this moment so much that I couldn’t move my body.

 

So I kissed Kyle for a while.

 

Haa, is it okay to live this way?

 

***

 

After spending time with Kyle, I opened the door with him, then Reihausd and Cass were standing there.

 

I flinched in surprise, but their gaze wasn’t that fierce. Of course, that doesn’t mean they’re not wary of Kyle.

 

Cass opened his mouth first.

 

“I tried to monopolize you even for a day, but I think I was wrong.”

 

Reihausd continued.

 

“I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep today because I’m thinking about you, so how about taking a night walk together?”

 

Kyle’s eyebrows stiffened at those words.

 

“Night walk?”

 

Reihausd said, raising his shoulders.

 

“Your Highness, if you’re feeling unwell, you can stay here.”

 

Kyle immediately responded with cold eyes.

 

“Who is feeling unwell?”

 

Then he took my hand and led the way.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

Wait, what about my opinion…?

 

Cass smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder from behind.

 

So we suddenly went out for a night walk.

 

I rode with Kyle in front of his horse, Liza, just like at the hunting festival.

 

And so we left the temple, with Reihausd riding a white horse and Cass riding an experienced brown horse. The cool night breeze caressed my cheeks, and Kyle’s strong chest supported my body.

 

After running for a while, we arrived at a clearing in the highlands where there were many stars.

 

Reihausd laid out a length of the cloth he had brought, and Kyle laid me down in his arms, as I was a little tired, and gave me a pillow. And Cass was lying at an angle to my left, then Reihausd was sitting at his feet, taking off my shoes.

 

I smiled as I looked at the stars in the sky.

 

“Are the Gods watching us?”

 

Suddenly, I heard Reihausd’s voice at my feet.

 

I answered.

 

“Of course.”

 

“They may think everyone except for the red-haired Crown Prince is of poor quality. Telling you to please clean them up.”

 

Just as I was about to rebuke Kyle’s words, Cass smiled.

 

“Well, since I’m the most normal of these, they might be feeling sorry for the Saintess who has to spend time with the others.”

 

Then Reihausd shook his head.

 

“What do you two who barely believe in the Gods know about them? They clearly are supporting me, a faithful high priest.”

 

“That’s nonsense.“

 

“Isn’t the High Priest a pervert?”

 

“What a pervert. The Marquis has no blood or tears…”

 

I said as I organized the three men who were becoming more noisy.

 

Gods love you

.”

 

(she said this in english)

 

Kyle frowned at the unfamiliar language.

 

“Is it a spell?”

 

I shook my head.

 

“The Gods love you. Very evenly…”

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, snorts, saying it’s nagging.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, praises Cass, saying that those who are rich and good at various things are the best.]


[The God of Art, Mond, evaluates Reihausd as a beautiful metamorphosis like a pearl that shines even in the dark of night.]

 

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, likes something about Kyle that is distinctly different even in the dark.]

 

[The God of Love, Odyssey, encourages you by saying that even in the beginning of the night, the more is the better.]

 

Ha, why am I sighing, I wonder.

 

“Those are words worthy of a saintess.”

 

I heard Kyle’s voice.

 

“Pardon?”

 

Reihausd kissed my hand as I looked at the chat window and thought about something else for a moment.

 

“That’s right. My one and only saintess, Master.”

 

Next, Cass’ voice mixed with laughter was heard.

 

“I like it. Ariel.“

 

On a quiet night, the stars were twinkling beautifully.

 

I’m a saintess.

 

A saint loved by the Gods.

 

And a saint loved by four men.

 

I had no doubt that this love and obsession would continue to pour forth endlessly in the future.

 

Forever.

 

<End of Side Story 4>

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