I’m a Fake Saintess But the Gods Are Obsessed With Me - Chapter 145

After eating, he took me to my room. On my finger, a ring was shiny and bluish.

 

Now, the moment I thought that today was the last night, I felt a strange regret.

 

“Have a nice dream.”

 

He lightly kissed my forehead.

 

[The God of Love, Odyssey, blesses Cass.]

 

And I gently grabbed his arm as he tried to get back. Cass looked at me with puzzled eyes.

 

“I…”

 

My heart thumped. I said whatever I wanted without even realizing what I was saying. However, it wasn’t forced by blessing. It was just because I had the courage to speak my mind honestly.

 

“Do you want to go in with me?”

 

At those words, Cass stood firm as if surprised. Actually, he said that we were going on a trip together, so I was expecting some level of skinship… No, I was prepared.

 

“So…”

 

I’m originally an adult, and Ariel’s birthday has just passed, so I’m now 18 years old. Considering that in Illide, age isn’t counted until 10 months after birth, I’m 19 years old, so I’m an adult even in Korea.

 

“Please sleep with me.”

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, does somersaults.]

 

[The God of Love, Odyssey, starts fan dancing.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, is working hard on the crane dance.]

 

It’s natural for everyone to want to be with the person they love. But Cass waited for me all three days. I’m afraid he’ll be offended

 

I wanted to let him know that I had no intention of pushing him away.

 

“I… understand.”

 

Cass, looking a little bewildered, entered my room. As he closed the door, the heat seemed to rise. I don’t know if this room was originally this hot.

 

“Shall… I close the window?”

 

I nodded at his question. The wind that was blowing outside stopped. The interior was quieter.

 

“I’m going to change my dress.”

 

“Ah… Yes.”

 

I heard that Cass is popular in society. Considering that he also met Lady Rie, he must have had many women too.

 

Unlike me, who is immature, he must be used to it.

 

With a bit of a bitter thought, I changed into something light on the partition side. Even if it was a light outfit, it was just a slightly comfortable dress that came down to the calves.

 

When I came out of the partition, Cass was sitting on the bed. His face looked red for some reason.

 

“Is it hot?”

 

“No. It’s just because the sound feels a little nude.”

 

“Sound?”

 

“The sound of… you changing dress.”

 

Was it that loud?

 

I shrugged.

 

As I lay down on the bed, he lay down next to me. After a moment of silence, he turned to look at me. Watching his hand come up to my chest, I thought, ‘Without a kiss?’

 

But soon, a smile formed on his lips at his innocent hand movements.

 

“Sleep well, our Saintess. Sleep well, our Saintess.”

 

He was patting my chest and really trying to put me to sleep.

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, criticizes his well-groomed hands while holding the Oman statue.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, regrets burning Cass’ love guidebook.]

 

It didn’t seem like it was an illusion that the tips of his ears looked red.

 

No way…

 

“Have you ever been in bed with a woman?”

 

“I have.”

 

Yeah, of course.

 

“With my mother when I was little.”

 

At the end of that, I lost all strength in my body.

 

“Other than that…”

 

“There’s none.”

 

Maybe Cass was like that too?

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, sticks out his tongue at the meticulousness of Raid, who has made three men virgins for Camilla.]

 

“Ah…”

 

I said no more and covered my mouth with my hand. It must have been a misunderstanding about Cass up until now.

 

“Although I had countless opportunities to go all the way with women, I was reluctant. It was a feeling of destiny.”

 

He had met a lot of women, so of course I thought he had a lot of experiences, but I didn’t think of the ambush called Raid.

 

Camilla is the ending of her three husbands, yet the husbands even paid tribute to Raid’s selfish idea to the extent they would lead an ascetic life until they were all married.

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

“What are you sorry about?”

 

“That’s…”

 

I thought it would be easier for someone with experience (?) to make up their mind to spend the night, at least than for me, who is completely new to it. So I think I misunderstood whether he was patient.

 

Suddenly, Cass cupped my cheek with his hand that had been patting my upper chest. Then he turned and landed on top of me. In my startled vision, his face came closer.

 

“Are you… thinking the same as me?”

 

His cheeks were red and his eyes were dangerous.

 

I pretended not to know and told him.

 

“You weren’t going to keep patting and putting me to sleep…?”

 

“I’ll do so if you want, but… if, in case.”

 

It was an uncharacteristically tense face for Cass. Even that tense face is handsome and mesmerizing.

 

“If you feel the same as mine…”

 

He paused and looked at me for a long while. Then he got up and turned his head the other way.

 

After a while, a mumbling voice was heard.

 

“I’m sorry. It seems I misunderstood. Today… my mind seems to be getting a little weird.”

 

Was this guy originally this cute?

 

Looking at his broad shoulders, I stretched out my hand to him with a trembling heart. And wrapped around his waist and hugged him. I felt his body tremble.

 

I whispered to him in a low voice.

 

“It’s not a misunderstanding.”

 

I felt his broad shoulders harden.

 

“I wanted to be with the Marquis tonight.”

 

It’s embarrassing to say it out loud, but I still wanted to be with the person I like. And the moment he turned around, I was looking at the ceiling as if the sky and the earth were turned upside down.

 

“Are you really okay?”

 

His breathing was already rapid.

 

“I… can wait as long as you like.”

 

It seems like I’m going to run out of breath soon, but the good time.

 

“Oracle terminated.”

 

Soon after, I told him.

 

“I love you.”

 

Immediately, his lips touched mine roughly. It seemed like I could hear the answer even if he didn’t say anything.

 

‘I love you.’

 

***

 

Last night his voice was very kind. He carefully asked again and again whether I was in pain or uncomfortable. But his body wasn’t very kind.

 

“If you’re going to do this, don’t… ask…”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

His eyes were shining brightly, like a beast biting its prey. Contrary to the contents of the apology, the hand that held me at the endlessly sensual movements kept getting stronger.

 

His firm chest exposed in the moonlight and sculpted abs weren’t for appearance. It was to the point where I was mistaken as if he had been training just for today.

 

“This half-moon-shaped scar, it’s weak.”

 

“Wa… Wait.”

 

I held him by the shoulder several times at his beck and call, which sometimes tickled my scar. Yet he was persistent and spiteful.

 

“I took a little break.”

 

“I’m afraid that if you run away, it will be more difficult after a while.”

 

Although his concern was graceful, his voice wasn’t.

 

“Aren’t you… tired?”

 

“How can I get tired in front of the Saintess?”

 

How the hell did he hide this instinct until now? His lips constantly pounced on me.

 

“I love you.”

 

He whispered to me several times in a rough voice. That is until I lose my mind.

 

“I love you. I love you, Saintess.”

 

The moment I whispered in his ear, he let out a heavy breath again and stiffened his body.

 

“I love you too, Cass.”

 

After a long silence, he looked at me with erotic eyes like a howling beast, and then pounced on my lips again.

 

The night was long and long.

 

The next morning, I turned on the oracle again.

 

[All the Gods are shining their eyes.]

 

[The Gods pay attention.]

 

[The Gods are drawing lots.]

 

[The God of Death, Kairos, draws a lot.]

 

[The God of Death, Kairos, looks at you hesitantly, then chews his mouth.]

 

“I’m not going to talk about the first night, you know?”

 

[The Gods rebel against your words.]

 

You’re not even kids who gathered to hear the story of first love, I laughed out loud.

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, is begging you to give him a rough idea.]

 

[The God of Destruction, Ciel, snorts, saying that even then he wouldn’t be able to reach Kyle.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, asks Ciel if he saw it himself, and fights pride with Ciel.]

 

“Ha…”

 

I shook my head as I looked at the oracle window, which was becoming a mess with 19+ contents. Then, with the help of the maid, I packed my belongings and came out of the castle.

 

The appearance of Cass standing in front of the carriage was as cool and awesome as ever. And he was looking at me with a different depth than before.

 

[The God of Love, Odyssey, sees Cass’ eyes and is delighted with his awakening.]

 

Huh…? Awakening?

 

What does this mean again?

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, says that the royal family of the ‘Golden Kingdom’ has excelled in ■■ abilities.]

 

[The God of Benevolence, Oman, hears that and gives a standing ovation.]

 

[The God of Knowledge, Hessed, pretends to look at this in front of Ciel, but Ciel bites the only exposed elbow in his armor.]

 

He came over to me and took my bag from the maid, putting his other hand on my shoulder. And he kissed me softly on the cheek. There was a tingle, and electricity seemed to rise from the spine.

 

“I didn’t want morning to come.”

 

The low whispering voice warmed my ears.

 

“Now please take responsibility, really.”

 

His earnest joke made my heart tickle.

 

“That’s what I want to say.”

 

He smiled at my words and pecked my lips again.

 

Soon we got into the carriage together.

 

Sitting next to me, he took my hand and put his on my shoulder. I heard his heartbeat. throbbing. It was a pleasant beat.