The Pious Priest's Sinful Collection - Chapter 41 🔞
Theodore lifted his head slightly and looked at the girl by the riverbank. She had been trying to skip stones repeatedly, scratching her head, then glancing at him. When their eyes met, she quickly turned her head away, pretending not to notice. Her ears were flushed red, so it seemed like she was about to give up. That sight felt somewhat cute, yet pitiful to him.
‘There’s no way a stone can jump over water.’
Why was she being so stubborn about something she knew wouldn’t work? Instead of struggling so hard over it, it would be better to just give up.
‘It’d be easier if you just gave up.’
Theodore hadn’t realized the resignation that had been embedded in his bones. He had simply accepted it as inevitable. Some things just couldn’t be done. It was better to focus on what was possible from the very beginning.
“…Yesss!”
The sudden cheer snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked up and saw a stone skipping across the water’s surface.
Plop, plop, plop, plop, plop, plop…
The girl, clearly excited by the many skips, shouted with glee.
“Did you see that? Did you see it? I’m so good at this!”
While he had been lost in thought, the number of stones around them had considerably diminished.
‘Why didn’t she just give up?’
He thought he would’ve given up after a few throws.
“Want to try? Huh? Give it a go.”
How could she be like that?
Theodore carefully replied to the girl, who was now holding his hand and leading him.
“…I don’t know how.”
“It’s okay! I couldn’t do it at first either. I’ll show you, just try it like I do!”
The girl handed him a flat stone, instructing him to throw it so that the stone would be parallel to the water’s surface.
“Even if you fail, it’s fine!”
Strangely enough, those words stirred something in Theodore.
The instructor would scold him harshly, saying that if he failed to unlock his divine power, the patient who could have been saved would die. He was told that not saving them was no different than murder. But the girl’s words were different. She told him that failure was okay. Her reassurance, instead of crushing his spirit, fueled his motivation.
Following the girl, Theodore picked up the flattest stone he could find and took a shot at skipping it across the water.
Plonk, plonk…
He didn’t succeed on his first try, but the simple act of throwing something gave him an oddly satisfying release.
Plonk, plonk, plonk!
“Whoa, what’s this? You’re doing great!”
“…It only went twice.”
“Are you kidding? It bounced twice!”
After a few attempts, Theodore finally succeeded in getting the stone to skip, and the girl erupted in excitement. There was a strange sense of pride in his chest.
“Yes! This is it! Here, you take it!”
The stone she handed him was the smoothest one he’d touched so far. It felt like it had been worn down by years of handling. Confused, he furrowed his brows, but the girl giggled and explained.
“This is my favorite one. It was the first one I ever used to skip a stone!”
“…The first?”
“Yep. It’s my lucky stone!”
She said it like it could bring good fortune to anyone who held it, and her bright, beaming smile made Theodore’s chest tighten. He couldn’t help but mirror the smile, even as he stared at his reflection in the water.
The girl, still smiling, suddenly gasped at the sound of bells ringing from afar.
“…I… I have to go now. I had so much fun today! Bye!”
“Wait, just a—!”
He meant to ask for her name.
Theodore watched her disappear in a blur, carefully holding the stone she had given him.
* * *
“That day, thanks to that perfectly skipped stone, I was able to unlock my divine power.”
Lifting up her wobbly calf, Theodore kissed her slender ankle. As he pressed his hot lips to it, he could feel the mouth below nibbling helplessly at his cxck. It was such an ecstatic feeling that he would have been happy to die like this.
“I’ve been to the river many times since then to thank you. Although no matter how long I waited, I never saw you again…”
The damp sounds grew louder with each thrust of his pelvis. It was like stepping on wet ground swept away by floodwaters: a quick, slick, shallow wobble, followed by a gurgle. It was like the splash of water from the river when he was young.
“Haah…”
Theodore found the obscene sound quite satisfying, but the owner of the pxssy that made it was only barely conscious and could only let out a pained whimper.
