Chapter 233: Rinella’s Destiny is Her Own (26)

The Saintess’ sudden intrusion caught me completely off guard.

I couldn’t mask my awkward expression as the tearful Saintess clung to me.

Anyone in my position, with a woman entering their room unannounced, hugging them and sobbing, would be perplexed. Especially when her question was, ‘Have you grown tired of me?’’

It felt like dealing with a clingy ex-lover.

Managing that alone was challenging, but there was an added complication.

It was the sensation of the Saintess’s body in my arms.

Her voluptuous form pressed against me, imparting a soft sensation.

Despite my dulled senses from the intoxication of the alcohol, the Saintess’s graceful curves stirred my numbed nerves.

It was an undeniably erotic physique.

Internally, I made the cross sign and prayed that my patience would endure this ordeal.

Immanuel, may the Heavenly God grant mercy.

“Saintess, what are you saying? Why would I get tired of you, Saintess?”

“B-But!”

The Saintess protested tearfully.

Whether it was the alcohol or genuine emotion, tears streamed more freely from her eyes.

“After the last time you touched my chest… Y-You have been distant! I’ve been waiting!”

“Wait, what…”

I glanced around the room urgently at the Saintess’s revelation.

Since it was my room, there couldn’t possibly be anyone else. Though I sighed inwardly with relief, I felt even more bewildered.

What in the world did the Saintess want to say?

However, if I didn’t calm her down immediately, there was a risk of her making more dangerous statements. So, I swiftly sought to console her.

“What do you mean, tired of you? How could I ever get tired of you, Saintess? Uh… I mean, your holy power is exceptional.”

“Don’t you like my ‘Holy Power Pouch’?”

As she said this, the Saintess subtly pushed her breast against me.

Feeling the pleasant firmness against me, I couldn’t help but gasp.

“No, why is the conversation heading in this direction!”