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🕑 Added 2025-09-20 20:36:30 +0000 UTCChapter 29: Getting Disciplined by the Brother
"...What?"
"Both of us?"
"Well, I like both of you. It's hard to choose just one..."
How could I possibly choose? Just as they're both attracted to me, I find both of them incredibly attractive.
"...Haha, is that too much to ask?"
But even so, I realized my words might sound unpleasant to them. Feeling awkward, I trailed off, but the two of them seemed to come to an understanding.
"Yeah, when you think about it, we've only known each other for a few days. Maybe it's too soon to push things."
"Right, and with the situation you're in, Aid, you don't really have the luxury to make a choice right now."
With that, the two of them stood up, as if to close the conversation, and turned away from me.
"Let's talk more about this after you've fully recovered. For now, you should stay at the cathedral and focus on getting better."
"Take care of yourself. You'll need your strength for the bed later, too."
"Martina, is that really something you want to say to a patient?"
"You're looking forward to it too, aren't you?"
Lightly bickering, the two left the room. Left alone, I lay back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, letting out a sigh about the situation.
"This is all happening too fast for me to keep up."
It's only been about ten days since I was reincarnated in this world. In that time, I've slept with several women, and now two knights who are genuinely devoted to me have proposed.
It's something I couldn't have imagined in my previous life.
In reality, it's rare for men to fall for and propose to a woman after just a few encounters... then again, maybe it's not impossible if there's a "sex bond."
"...What will happen from here?"
Whatever the case, for now, I'm still under the thumb of that lord, so getting free should be my first priority. I decided to focus on resting for now, when someone entered my room.
A woman in a nun's habit with long blonde hair... She looked every bit the "sister."
"Ah, you woke up just like they said. I'm glad. I was worried you might not wake up..."
"Ah, are you the one who treated me?"
"Hehe, I'm Brother Mirka, a humble servant of the Lord. May His grace be with you."
Introducing herself with a gentle prayer, Sister Mirka clasped her hands and looked up at me with a sense of reverence.
"Now that you're awake, may I proceed with a checkup?"
"Ah, yes, please go ahead."
She sat by the bed and looked up at me, and as our eyes met, I felt my heart skip a beat.
Unlike Helia and Martina, she wasn't sexy, but there was a gentle dignity in her gaze. She was so small, I even thought she looked perfect to cuddle.
"On the surface, you seem fine, but is there anywhere that hurts or feels off?"
As my heart fluttered at her question, I answered stiffly,
"N-no, nothing in particular."
"That's good. Still, just in case, I should examine you more thoroughly... Could you take off all your clothes for me?"
"Uh, even my underwear?"
"Hehe, don't worry. It's only to check your health."
Even so, isn't it a bit unethical to get naked in front of a woman? But in this world, clergy seem to double as doctors.
Just like you wouldn't refuse a female urologist, I guess it's normal here to get naked for a priest.
"Okay, then..."
I started undressing in front of her.
She didn't avert her eyes, just watched me with her gentle smile.
"Um..."
"Is something wrong?"
Feeling awkward, I tried to say something, but Mirka just calmly asked back.
She was clearly confident in her actions, so I just said "It's nothing" and finished undressing.
"I'm... done."
"Okay, please lie down on the bed."
Following her instructions, I lay down.
With my back exposed, Mirka started to feel along my back with her hands.
Her touch was very thin and soft, and as her fingers touched my skin, I felt goosebumps all over. It almost felt like she was caressing me.
"You have a very sturdy body~"
She sounded impressed, and I stiffly replied,
"Ah, yes, I've been training under Helia recently."
"Impressive. Even experienced soldiers struggle with Helia's training, but you've kept up as a man..."
"Well, I guess I was just born with a good body."
"Born that way, huh?"
Her hands moved along my back and shoulders, and I couldn't tell if it was just my imagination or if she really meant it to feel this intimate.
"...You really do have an amazing body. I'm jealous."
"J-jealous?"
"Yes, personally, I admire people like you who work hard on themselves."
Damn, I didn't expect her to openly show affection here.
Does she feel that way about me too? Is this a green light? Should I just go for it?
"Nothing wrong with your back. Now, could you turn over?"
"Ah, okay..."
No, calm down. She's just trying to help me.
I tried to steady myself as I turned over, but then I realized something I'd overlooked.
No matter how calm I tried to be, my lower half always responded honestly to my desires.
"Eh?"
The moment I turned over, my cock sprang to attention.
Mirka's eyes went wide, and my face flushed hot with embarrassment.
"Ah, this is, uh..."
"Hehe, you don't have to be embarrassed. I understand."
As I tried to come up with an excuse, Mirka gently reassured me.
Even seeing my huge erection, she didn't blush or flinch so different from the other women I'd met.
"It's normal for men to get hard when they're nervous, even if they don't mean to. You really don't need to be embarrassed."
She continued her examination, and her confidence made me feel even guiltier.
She was so considerate even after seeing me at my most pathetic.
How shameful that I felt lust for her at first sight.
"But this thing..."
At some point, Mirka's gaze returned to my cock.
Her look wasn't sexual, but being stared at by a woman was still embarrassing.
Of course, my erection didn't go down.
Feeling awkward, I heard her ask,
"It's much bigger than average. You're not sick, are you?"
"I-it's just how I was born."
"Born that way... Aid, your muscles and everything really do seem like the Lord's blessing."
"A blessing?"
"Sometimes men come to confess at church, saying they feel guilty for not being able to satisfy their wives because of a small penis... In that sense, Aid, your body is truly blessed as a man."
"Uh, yeah. Maybe so. Haha."
It's true all the women I've been with have been obsessed with my big cock.
Even in my old life, size was something men envied, and it seems that's the same here.
"Yes, really..."
As I realized that, Mirka smiled warmly and said,
"Truly, the more I get to know you, the more I admire you as a fellow man."
"Haha, yes, as a fellow man..."
Thunk.
Something snapped in my head, my breath caught, and my mouth clamped shut.
I couldn't ignore what he'd just said.
No, not she he... a fellow man? What did he just say?
"Um, Brother Mirka..."
"Yes? What is it?"
"I'm not familiar with church titles, but what exactly is a 'brother'?"
Now that I think about it, why was this nun-like person called "brother"?
Mirka answered,
"It's the title for male members of the church. Female members are called sisters."
So, a male member is a "brother."
Not knowing this, I'd mistaken him for a woman, gotten hard in front of him...
"...Shit."
The excitement in my heart died, and my massive cannon shriveled up to the size of a Cheeto.
"Oh, it got smaller."
"Don't worry about it. Please continue the exam."
"Ah, yes..."
Mirka continued the checkup.
Even then, I couldn't help but notice his delicate body and slim jawline, and feel the softness of his touch.
But he's a man. XY chromosomes, not XX. Testosterone, not estrogen...
No, this can't be. Shouldn't grown men have beards and more muscle? Why is his voice so soft? Are all men in this world like this?
"Are you really okay?"
"Yeah, I don't think there's anything wrong."
"Good. Still, just in case, please stay here for observation today."
"Yes, that sounds good."
"..."
"..."
His gentle care met with my stiff, awkward replies. Silence followed.
I felt a different kind of guilt than before.
After all, I was basically giving the finger to the person who healed and cared for me.
Damn, why did God give this dainty person a dick instead of a pussy?
"Come here~!!"
My thoughts of cursing God were interrupted by a shout from outside.
Mirka flinched, as if he couldn't ignore the voice.
"Brother? What's wrong?"
"Uh, a guest has arrived..."
A guest? He didn't sound happy about it.
Crash!!
The door burst open, and someone stormed in.
"There you are, Brother, hiding out in a place like this!"
A busty woman in a fur coat, leopard-print clothes, and sunglasses she looked every bit the gangster.
As soon as she spotted Mirka, she strode over with a wicked grin.
"Ah, Amelia..."
"Yes, yes~ I'm Amelia! The moneylender who lent money to this church two years ago!"
Moneylender. Someone who lends money for a living.
But the atmosphere around her was anything but friendly she seemed more like a loan shark.
"I've given you plenty of extensions, Brother~ Isn't it about time you paid up?"
"Ah, n-no. Unfortunately, the church's finances are still bad..."
"Tsk, that's no good~ I can't keep letting it slide forever~"
She grinned, grabbing Mirka's face.
As he trembled, she whispered with greedy eyes,
"If you can't pay, you'll have to work it off with your body. Don't you think so, Brother?"
Despair spread across Mirka's innocent face.
