Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim - Chapter 158



Chapter 158.

Clotilde: Mr. Noah, you’ve really kicked a cotton ball this time! (43)

Unlike the capital, where a major event is about to unfold, the water city where Clotilde resides appears as peaceful as ever.

Though it can’t be called peaceful, there haven’t been any significant incidents either.

In the morning, Clotilde dealt with a disturbance caused by a magical creature, and as she had anticipated, it was indeed not instigated by a succubus.

So, after grabbing a quick bite to eat, she returned to the cathedral in the afternoon, ready to see if there was anything she could assist with.

In fact, she had been staying here recently, thinking she should share some of the responsibilities with the original priests and nuns.

Eliminating the succubus she was tracking was naturally crucial, but she couldn’t forget her basic duties.

However, aside from the succubus, there was something else that had been bothering her.

That was the fact that Noah hadn’t shown up in front of her at all yesterday, which made her somewhat anxious.

She had originally thought that upon returning to the cathedral, she would find Noah, dressed as a priest, giving some rather unorthodox advice to the faithful about not believing in the goddess.

But that was not the case.

“Hello, sir, would you be interested in converting to our church’s proud Sister Clotilde?”

…But it was even worse.

Because Noah, dressed as a priest, was persuading the goddess’s followers to believe in something else.

And she wasn’t sure if she had misheard, but it seemed like she caught a mention of her name.

“What? Sister Clotilde? But I might actually support Sister Belinda more, since Belinda is more mature and has that Virgin Mary vibe.”

……It really was her name, ahhhhh!!!

Clotilde, who had initially thought she was imagining things and didn’t care, quickly rushed in front of Noah, grabbing his arm and pulling him away, all while forcing a professional smile at the middle-aged believer, trying to suppress her anger and embarrassment.

“I’m sorry, Father Noah is just joking, please don’t take it seriously, absolutely don’t take it seriously, okay, sir!”

The intensity of her smile was so overwhelming that the believer instinctively nodded, quickly averting his gaze and not daring to look at Clotilde at that moment.

Noah didn’t resist either, allowing Clotilde to drag him to a vacant area beside the cathedral.

It was only after she let go that Noah spoke up:

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“Hey, Sister, what are you doing? Did the succubus activate or something?”

He knew very well what she was angry about, but Noah pretended to be oblivious, teasing her.

“Absolutely! Not! At all!”

Having somewhat gotten used to it… No, she still couldn’t get used to it, the Sister spat out her refusal word by word, glaring at Noah with a mix of shame and anger.

Although her lower abdomen had indeed reacted a bit when she had pulled Noah past that room, she had held it back, so it didn’t activate, okay?!

“What are you doing, Mr. Noah?! I was worried that you hadn’t shown up all day yesterday because something had happened, and now I find you trying to convince others to believe in me?! What is that?! It’s so strange! I’m just an ordinary nun!”

Knowing that giving Noah a chance to speak would lead the conversation astray, the Sister poured out everything she wanted to say in one breath, finishing with a fierce glare at Noah, hoping he would reflect on his actions.

“Hey, look at what you’re saying. How could you possibly be just an ordinary nun? You’re tall and beautiful, and skilled in combat. It’s not surprising at all that people would admire you and treat you like a divine being.”

“Eh?”

Clotilde was prepared for Noah’s stubborn objections, but she didn’t expect him to actually compliment her?

This… this is so embarrassing… Hehe, really? Does he hold her in such high regard?

The nun felt a bit shy at the unexpected praise.

But then she heard Noah continue:

“And you have a large chest and long legs. Under that conservative nun’s outfit, you’re wearing sexy black thigh-high stiletto boots. I bet there are quite a few people who would love to be trampled underfoot by you.”

“……”

Well, now Clotilde, who had initially felt a bit shy about Noah’s fierceness, suddenly thought she should be even fiercer.

“…Please don’t make such boring jokes, Father Noah. Remember, since you’re wearing that outfit, you must maintain at least the minimum professional ethics. If you do something so headache-inducing again, I’ll let you experience that feeling of being trampled that you say so many people desire.”

Feeling utterly speechless, she realized she was wasting her emotions on him.

So the nun calmed down, adopting the professional demeanor she would have if there were outsiders present.

Her attitude towards Noah was noticeably more distant than before.

In her final words, she deliberately shot a glare at Noah’s stomach, as if warning him that if he did the same thing again, she would kick him hard with those high-heeled thigh-high boots he liked so much.

“Haha, now that’s interesting. Are you suggesting taking off the thigh-high boots and trampling with the stockings underneath?”

Noah, of course, wouldn’t hold back. He just grinned mischievously, looking at the nun’s long, beautiful legs.

If anyone could make Clotilde’s carefully maintained nun persona crumble and reveal her emotional nature, it would be Noah—if not first, then certainly in the top ten.

“I absolutely will NOT do that!”

The nun, who had just managed to adopt a serious demeanor, immediately glared at Noah with gritted teeth, unable to maintain her composure.

“Heh, that’s hard to say. Someone once said they would never do it in a church, and yet they did—twice, no less~”

Unlike the furious nun, Father Noah was quite at ease.

He waved two fingers in front of the nun’s face, playfully taunting her.

“!????”

Now the nun was left speechless by Noah. She wanted to say something, but she knew it would be futile no matter what she said.

She thought about hitting Noah, but the truth was her faith wasn’t strong enough to resist him.

She couldn’t just blame Noah without holding herself accountable, so she couldn’t bring herself to strike him.

All she could do was glare at Noah even more fiercely.

However, her expression lacked any real threat and even seemed to please Noah’s eyes.

Thus, Noah felt no shame at all, continuing to observe the emotionally rich nun, who only revealed her true feelings in front of him.

“Enough! In any case, there won’t be a third time! Please, Father Noah, have some self-respect!”

Unable to argue with Noah and feeling too embarrassed to confront him further, the nun ultimately chose to ignore him, turning away as if in anger, leaving Noah with a beautiful view of her back.

— Just you wait, Sister, there will definitely be a third time.

Though Noah said nothing, the smile on his face conveyed just that.

Not today, though, because he intended to spend the rest of his time on the victim and the blonde, leaving no room to deal with the nun today.

Noah did not chase after Clotilde; instead, he turned and walked toward the dead end, disappearing dramatically into the corner of the cathedral courtyard.

“…Mr. Noah is really a terrible priest! Why does he have to bring up such things!”

Angrily, Clotilde walked alone, complaining as she went, glancing back at Noah.

But she hadn’t taken many steps before she stopped, standing still and continuing to grumble with a displeased expression.

It was clear that even though she disliked Noah, she still intended to wait for him to come out so they could return to the cathedral together.

“…”

At that moment, Clotilde was still unaware.

Just as she radiated strong dissatisfaction toward Noah, not far from her, another girl was glaring at her with equally intense displeasure.

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PS. This is the fourth update today; we’ll continue tomorrow.

(I forgot to mark the number 44 in the last chapter; this chapter is 43, which means I still owe 42 chapters for updates.)