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Plan one, accidentally fall into Folsia's large breasts while playing.

Plan two, pretend to be injured and let Folsia help me back to the room.

Plan three, act spoiled in the room and throw myself into Folsia's embrace.

Plan four, seize the opportunity to confess to Folsia when we are alone and then continue to pursue.

Next, it's time for adults.

"Hehehe~ little friend~ are you ready?"

Everything is a tactic. Even if Cyclone's plan is too ideal, it is still better than doing nothing and being a fearful ugly man.

Plan one progressed smoothly. Cyclone carefully fell in front of Folsia while chasing after a child.

As expected, kind-hearted Folsia didn't understand anything and instinctively took a step forward and caught Cyclone.

Once the opportunity arose, Cyclone buried his face in Folsia's large breasts.

What the f**k!?

From the depth of his face being buried, Cyclone instantly understood that the breasts hidden under the nun's habit were even bigger than he had expected.

It seems that tasting the dessert first was not wrong, quickly moving on to plan two.

"Ouch! Ouch..."

"Sir? I-Is something wrong with your body...?"

Without waiting for Folsia to inquire further, Cyclone nodded desperately, pretending to be in pain.

"Oh no, this is not good. You should rest in bed. Come!"

Folsia let Cyclone's arm wrap around her and supported him, escorting him.

"Big brother?"

The innocent children were naturally worried when they saw this.

But Cyclone couldn't laugh. When acting cool, he had to go all out and deceive even children.

"It's alright, you guys continue playing. Just let sister help me back to the room first."

Everything went smoothly, at least that's what Cyclone thought.

However, Cyclone never expected that an enemy would appear at the end of plan two. A gigantic monster suddenly appeared on their way back to the room.

What the f**k!? This fat chick! Don't ruin things for me!

"Sister nun, Father Cleric is here."

Although Ximirya was fat, she still made a gesture of unclear significance, as if Cyclone was supposed to "bow" when passing between thrones.

"I-Is that so..."

Folsia thought for a moment and then let go of Cyclone.

"I didn't expect Father Cleric to arrive early. Ximirya, take good care of this gentleman on behalf of sister."

"Yes."

Cyclone took a deep breath, about to say something like "wait", but Folsia had already hastily run off, leaving only Cyclone and Ximirya.

From the idle chatter of the children outside the window, Cyclone learned some information about the foreign Water Church Priest.

After the battle with the demons, the demons on the mainland left, but it also attracted the arrival of the Water Church.

The Holy King of the sacred capital began to intervene in this chaotic land. The old man in the white robe standing in the distance is the priest sent by the Water Church.

He is accompanied by several bodyguards, and it seems that they are troublesome people.

"Sir, I've already told you that your body can't handle intense movements yet. Let me help you back to your room to rest."

It seems that Ximirya has already forgotten about Cyclone flipping the table just now, and she reached out to support Cyclone.

But Cyclone pushed back with one hand and said, "Ah~ no need, give me some peace and quiet!"

From pretending to be in pain before, to now walking briskly, Cyclone went back to his room by himself.

There were still several hours until evening, Ximirya was an apprentice nun responsible for taking care of the injured in the church, of course, there was a regular doctor on duty.

But Ximirya was usually the one taking care of things.

Even though Cyclone didn't need Ximirya's support anymore, she still followed behind him to prevent him from falling.

While Cyclone had nothing to do on his way back to the room, he noticed a very suspicious man.

"Hmm!?"

A man about the same height as Cyclone, and he seemed young, not old at all.

But unlike Cyclone's ordinary appearance, this man was dressed sharply, giving off a carefree impression.

Ximirya kindly introduced him to Cyclone.

"He's called Cabellus. It's said that when he was acting as a flower thief, he accidentally got caught by the male homeowner and was beaten up."

"Huh?!"

Innocently, Ximirya calmly described the man, seemingly unaware of the true meaning of "flower thief", but the clever Cyclone instantly understood its deeper meaning.

In that instant, their gazes locked, as if they were receiving a signal.

Are they... of the same kind!?

The lecherous looks in their eyes resonated with each other's understanding.

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