Chapter 59: All the Masochists Just Get Out of Here!

After retreating from the Pope’s study, which was so solemn it made one feel suffocated, Ailberna felt as though her mood had fallen straight from a cloudless sky into endless muddy rain, at least ten times worse than when she had just woken up in the morning.

“Sigh…”

She couldn’t help but let out a long breath.

“As expected of the longest-living human, His Holiness the Pope.”

“Pelleti’s little secrets were like an open book in front of him.”

What eased her slightly was that the Pope had no intention of exposing her immediately or taking any drastic measures.

Instead, he instructed her to go along with Pelleti’s wishes and satisfy that witch’s needs as much as possible.

This order made her feel stifled.

“Seriously, one after another, what do they take me for?”

“A donkey grinding grain?”

“I’m a person, a living human who gets tired and annoyed, not some tireless beast!”

She couldn’t help shouting, feeling the burden on her shoulders grow heavier again.

Thinking about it this way, by comparison, that witch Pelleti had treated her rather well.

At least Pelleti’s requests were not especially unreasonable.

They were merely difficult in the sense of having to find certain books, and she had even taken the initiative to help reduce Ailberna’s workload so she could catch her breath.

However, this tiny bit of goodwill did not change her overall view of witches as a group.

Pelleti was simply a rare exception, and as for His Holiness the Pope, he must have had deeper plans of his own.

“Forget it, why think about all that.”

“When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.”

“I should just find that troublesome person first.”

She shook her head hard, as if trying to fling all her worries away.

She asked around along the way, passed through the solemn corridors, and finally arrived at the prayer hall.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door carved with sacred patterns, she had barely stepped inside when the scene before her made her freeze on the spot.

Right there on the most conspicuous platform, beneath the sorrowful yet majestic gaze of the enormous divine statue, Pelleti and Feiye were kneeling neatly on the floor.

And Josuna was standing before them, her finger almost poking them in the nose as she scolded them mercilessly.

What made Ailberna’s scalp go numb was that the two being scolded showed not the slightest trace of grievance or shame at the corners of their mouths.

Instead, they both wore an expression… an almost excited curve.

“Ah…?”

Ailberna’s mind went buzz, and some knowledge she did not know when or where she had picked up—knowledge that absolutely should not be recalled inside a sacred church—surged up uncontrollably.

Images from certain illustrated books depicting special fetishes flashed before her eyes.

Her cheeks flushed red in an instant, all the way to the tips of her ears.

Linking this with the scenes from those books, Ailberna immediately blushed in embarrassment and regarded Pelleti and Feiye as some kind of perverted masochists.

She originally wanted to quietly withdraw and pretend she had never come.

Unfortunately, the sound she made when entering had already attracted the attention of the three.

“Ah… ha.”

“Looks like I came at the wrong time.”

“How about… I go back out and give you some time?”

Pelleti looked at her as if she had seen a savior and clearly had no intention of letting her leave.

“No.”

“You came at exactly the right time!”

“Get lost!”

“You two perverted masochists, don’t even think I’ll go crazy with you!”

“As expected, witches are all abnormal!”

“What on earth was I thinking to believe witches were still within the bounds of normal humans?!”

It took Pelleti quite a while to finally explain clearly to Ailberna what had actually happened.

“You’ve explained for so long, but isn’t it still perverted?”

“Who suddenly does that without warning… tch, anyway, it’s way too outrageous.”

“What do you want me to do.”

“If there were another way to solve it, I would’ve done that already.”

“Hm.”

“If only that perverted way of thinking could be used on something proper.”

Josuna looked at Pelleti with some dissatisfaction and complained.

Pelleti didn’t even want to retort anymore.

Your so-called ‘proper business’ is really proper business?

Are you sure you’re not using ‘proper business’ as an excuse to do weird things?

“Ailberna, you just said Feiye is a masochist?”

“Isn’t she?”

Ailberna replied without thinking, as if it were only natural.

“They were both kneeling there with faces full of enjoyment and pleasure.”

“If that’s not masochism, then what is—mmph!”

Before she could finish speaking, Pelleti rushed forward in a single step and firmly covered her mouth.

“Shh!”

“Stop talking, please!”

“Don’t teach bad things to children!”

Yanderes already had far too many unstable factors.

Pelleti did not want to push Feiye into an even more outrageous direction because of something like this.

If Feiye really became a masochist who felt happy even when kicked by her…

Just imagining that scene made Pelleti’s hair stand on end.

That absolutely could not be allowed!

However, Feiye at the side nodded thoughtfully.

“Oh~ so that’s what masochism means…”

So it means feeling happy even when Sister treats me roughly?

Really, that felt so nice.

If it could be like that in the future too…

No, that probably won’t do.

Sister would definitely get angry, right…

Maybe I can scare Sister a little and make her take the initiative instead?

That seems possible.

With Sister’s personality, she would probably do that, wouldn’t she?

“Alright, alright.”

“I really can’t be bothered to lecture you anymore.”

“Are the procedures finished?”

“If you mean reciting that long, stinking oath, then yes, I’ve already finished.”

Pelleti very much wanted to tear the oath apart, but after thinking about it, she felt it might still be useful, so she kept it.

“Since the procedure is done, hurry back.”

“The clerical robes will be issued to you in a few days.”

“You probably won’t need them urgently anyway.”

“I have a question.”

“Go ahead.”

Pelleti raised her badge.

“Josuna said that with this badge, I can go anywhere in the church.”

“Is that true?”

“It’s true.”

“The runes were personally engraved by the Pope.”

“Even if you want to go to the Pope’s bedroom, you can.”

“Ugh…”

“I’m not that depraved.”

“I just want to go take a look at the church’s library.”

“The library?”

Ailberna raised her eyebrows, then seemed to think of something and nodded.

“Alright.”

“The library is a bit hard to find.”

“Josuna probably hasn’t been there either.”

“You can go ask Dunn.”

“Under normal circumstances, he goes there quite often.”

Ailberna let out a long breath in her heart.

Sure enough, in this world, good things and bad things always came in pairs.

The bad mood she had just gotten from the Pope was instantly alleviated by Pelleti’s actions.

It seemed Pelleti wanted to go to the library herself to look for Light-element magic.

In that case, wouldn’t she no longer need to help her look for it?

These days, people who knew how to rely on themselves instead of troubling others were rare.

If Pelleti could reduce her workload a little, Ailberna naturally approved with both hands and feet.

Approved leave!

She must decisively approve leave for Pelleti!

“Alright, then you can go back first.”

“By the way, you won’t use my identity to do anything bad, right?”

“How could that be.”

“Am I that kind of person?”

“I’m just helping you complete your identity information as the shop owner.”

Ailberna patted her chest confidently as a guarantee.