The Nature of Possession

418 – EP.15 Morning

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The pouring sunlight was blinding. Without anyone telling me to, I rubbed my eyes, tensing my facial muscles.

The unbearable amount of light brought pain rather than the freshness of the morning. I wanted to draw a line between the morning and the top of my head by raising my hair, but my eyes opened wide at the voice I heard from my bedside.

“Saint, it is time to wake up.”

I sat up at the sound that rang in my ears and my heart, and felt a dull shock.

“Whoa!”

I opened my eyes, rubbing my cold forehead, and saw a blonde nun lying on the floor, clutching her forehead.

“Maria?”

It felt like it had been a long time since I had heard that name.

“Yes, Saint. I am here.”

Maria jumped up and straightened her crumpled clothes.

But it seemed like the shock hadn’t subsided yet, as the area under his eyes was trembling.

“Saint?”

Maria tilted her head, perhaps because she was just staring without saying anything.

“…….”

Even though I was still half asleep, my eyes naturally went to her heavy, swaying chest. I coughed and looked away.

“Saint?”

Maria called out to me as if to press me for an answer.

Me… What kind of tone did I use when speaking?

I don’t know what to say or how to speak.

“I don’t think I’m feeling any better yet.”

Maria placed her hand on my forehead.

“recovery?”

“Don’t you remember? You suffered from a bad flu recently.”

Maria asked back as if she didn’t remember.

“Was it like that….”

Maria’s eyes narrowed at the uncertain muttering.

“It’s clear that you haven’t fully recovered yet. I’ll report to your superiors and have them cancel today’s schedule.”

While looking at Maria clenching her fists, I felt an inexplicable sense of joy, but Maria crossed her arms and hardened her face as if she remembered something.

Her chest was so prominent that I had to look away again.

“Your Majesty, I have something to ask you.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

I tried to speak as saintly as possible. I think I said something like this.

“Did you have a dream?”

“Is this a dream?”

“Yes, because you were talking in your sleep.”

“Sleep tight….”

I touch my chin and try to recall my memories, but they are all blurry and obscured by the hazy fog; nothing comes to mind clearly.

When I shook my head and said I couldn’t remember anything, Maria’s arms tightened.

“You made some very… extremely obscene sounds and gestures.”

Maria’s face hardened as if she had seen a cockroach hiding behind the curtain.

It would be a natural reaction for Mary to react to the saint’s obscene behavior, which went beyond her common sense.

“Ah… I see. I need to reflect on that.”

Although he tried to evade the situation like a snake, Maria had no intention of letting him go easily.

“Who did you do it with?”

However, the question was a little strange.

“yes?”

Maria approaches me, still with her arms crossed. Her mysterious green eyes turn to me.

“Who did you do something obscene with? What pleasure did you feel in your dream that made you look so happy?”

He was very good at questioning people, whether or not he had earned the title of heretic judge by chance.

I built a wall with the blanket, blocking out her persistent green eyes.

“Saint? I’m about to lose my mind.”

Why did Maria’s warm voice sound so eerie? I closed my eyes tightly.

I took a gamble on Maria’s boldness in grabbing the blanket and pulling it down.

“Oh, Sister Maria appeared in my dream. I’m sorry.”

And then came the silence.

“Sister Maria?”

As I slowly lowered the blanket barrier and peeked out, I saw Carrot covering his face with both hands.

“I, I and the others, obscene… that’s an action that is strictly prohibited by doctrine… but, since you are a saint, you come before doctrine, I guess it’s okay…”

Maria rubbed her legs, glancing at my face through the gap between her fingers.

“I, Your Majesty!”

“yes yes?”

“Was I… attractive in your dreams?”

Uh… I have a feeling something is dangerous.

“M, Sister Maria. Calm down first…!”

Before I could finish speaking, Maria grabbed both my wrists and threw me down on the bed. I twisted my body as if resisting those firm, chain-like grips, but I couldn’t escape.

Maria put her nose to the nape of my neck with a drunken look on her face.

Then he took a deep breath and exhaled. Maria’s breath tickled his throat.

“…Saint.”

The sunken voice of Maria.

“…Why are you doing that?”

What, what are you trying to do by calling me like that?

“Now… you must get up.”

At Maria’s last words, a light flashed in my eyes.

***

Morning. It was an early morning, with the sunlight faintly knocking on the door.

“…….”

I buried my face in his neck and checked the sleeping person’s face.

It was Chunhyang. Chunhyang was sleeping, breathing evenly.

I thought back to last night, which had been very passionate. Well, it was understandable that I would be tired after doing it for so long.

Looking at Chunhyang’s face, which was covered in goro-rongdae, I had that thought.

I left the room, being careful not to wake Chunhyang.

The cool breeze chilled my body, as if the sunlight wasn’t enough to warm up the chill of the night.

I sat on the floor with a sip of cold water and woke up from my dazed state.

“…….”

It was around the time I was spitting out the toothpaste that I realized I was being watched from somewhere.

I picked up a rolling stone, threw it, and caught it repeatedly.

Just when I thought my shoulders had relaxed a bit, I grabbed a rock and threw it over the fence into the grass.

The stone flew at high speed, but unfortunately missed its target.

It was because something that had been hiding in the grass quickly escaped and ran into the mountain.

“under….”

As I watched Inyoung moving away, I had to calm my pounding heart.

The owner of the gaze that was watching me without permission had quite long ears.

Jang tribe.

Finally, it was the moment when it became certain that he would become entangled with the Jang family.