〈 Chapter 271 – Turnabout Trial (!) 〉
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“Caressy, you fucking bitch.”
“……”
As Caressy hung her head in shame.
The Archbishop puffed up with confidence, proclaiming triumphantly.
“Do you think it makes sense for a Saintess to be lusting after these things?”
“I object!”
There’s still a chance to recover.
That level is something we can brush off as just a bit of a sensitive hobby.
Besides, even if it’s Nopia’s adult content, the spectrum is quite varied.
Only a few are a bit spicy.
The rest are pretty mild.
“What’s wrong with a Saint looking at adult content? This can be considered a wholesome hobby!”
“Look at this content! It depicts mating while being restrained and choking!”
“Motherfucker.”
That was really hardcore.
But the Archbishop wasn’t done yet.
He presented a list from ‘my library’ and opened his mouth.
“Moreover, though I stopped reading other preference works, I’ve read all the adult content up to the latest update!”
“I object! The Archbishop is overlooking the act of following a daily serialized novel!”
“It includes ongoing series as well!”
“…….”
When I glared at Caressy, she silently avoided my gaze.
“You’ve read a lot, huh, you bitch.”
“……I’m sorry.”
Seeing that, the Archbishop smirked and this time displayed a specific adult title on the screen.
“And what is this vulgar breeding press supposed to be?!”
“I object! A breeding press is quite common in adult content! Criticizing for just having seen it crosses the line!”
“It’s even an episode in your collection!”
“……I can’t take this anymore, seriously.”
My motivation was being drained in real-time.
I couldn’t see any chance of winning.
But the Archbishop struck once more.
“Moreover, do you think she only looked at this? She must have indulged in self-pleasure while watching it!”
“Fuck! Watching adult content, I might as well jerk off, you bastard!!”
“Don’t say it out loud!!!”
I shouted in rage, and Caressy was stunned and tried to stop me.
Caressy’s face was as red as Hyeji’s hair, trembling her fists in embarrassment.
But I didn’t have the luxury to care about that.
I just wanted to give up.
[At this point, I might as well admit defeat.］
‘It hasn’t even been 15 minutes yet! I can’t surrender, fuck.’
Right then, the Archbishop tried to deliver the final blow.
“To think you’re indulging in this every day! Is this why she’s not a Saintess but a promiscuous woman?!”
“Ah, no! I never did it every day!”
At that remark, the Archbishop’s eyes lit up.
As if he was just waiting for that moment.
“So, if you’re that confident, why don’t you tell us how many times you’ve indulged in self-pleasure?”
“Th-that’s…”
Half-heartedly ready to give up, I turned to Caressy.
“So you haven’t done it?”
“……I have.”
“So Caressy, you need to disclose right this moment how many times you’ve done it!”
The Archbishop urged Caressy for an answer.
Simultaneously, everyone watching pressed Caressy for a response.
“How many times! You orphaned bitch!”
“Is she doing a Sphinx-style count? Four times in the morning! Twice at lunch! Three times at dinner!”
“Ah! I want to do that!”
“Don’t shout, you idiot.”
“Please, everyone, calm down!”
The Pope rarely raised his voice, attempting to control the audience.
His stiff expression showed he was quite flabbergasted.
But compared to Caressy’s state, it was nothing at all.
With a face redder than Hyeji’s hair and fists trembling, Caressy was in a bad way.
The Archbishop delivered his merciless line.
“Tell us immediately how many times you’ve done it till now!”
“…….”
As Caressy fell silent, the Archbishop pressed even harder.
“Come on!!!!!”
“I, I understand…”
“Say it quickly, you promiscuous bitch!!!”
With the Archbishop’s fierce command, Caressy’s eyes welled with tears.
Then, she shouted the truth she had hidden all this time.
“I’ve only done it once!!! You bastards!!!!!!”
A sudden hush fell over the room.
At Caressy’s words, no one could utter a sound.
Only her heavy breathing could be heard.
Then the Archbishop began to tear through the heavy silence with a trembling voice.
“J-Judge! This girl is lying!”
“Shut the fuck up! I’ve only done it once in my life! Just once, you dog bastards!!!”
With Caressy’s additional declaration, everyone’s gaze quickly moved.
To the very center of the courtroom, where the sword of truth was radiating its presence.
Despite Caressy mentioning it several times, that sword remained still.
The Archbishop murmured in bewilderment.
“H-How… could this happen…”
Simultaneously, everyone watching began to murmur.
They too must not have expected the situation at all.
In that moment, a way to turn this situation around came to me.
Thin, hanging by a thread, but there was a long line leading toward victory.
‘Heh. I see a line.’
[Bring them death.]
I quickly turned to the Pope.
“Esteemed Judge, I have something to say!”
“The defense’s remarks are permitted.”
This moment, when the Archbishop was still dazed, was a golden opportunity.
Before he could speak, I made my move.
“No one in this world has never self-pleasured.”
“……And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“But!!!”
The Pope looked slightly skeptical, but I couldn’t stop my words.
I slammed my hand on the desk and shouted loud.
“There’s no one who has only jerked off once in their life!”
Suddenly, all eyes were on me.
They were still full of disdain, but.
It was definitely different from before.
In those gazes, there was a hint of embarrassment revealing a raw truth.
And curiosity about what might come next was subtly embedded.
I spread my arms wide to those gazes and shouted loudly.
“Anyone who has only self-pleasured once in their life, throw stones at me!!!”
As soon as I finished speaking, everyone’s focused gaze dispersed.
In this moment when no one could dare tell a lie, avoiding their gaze seemed the best option.
And I took it a step further, this time addressing the Pope.
“Judge! Have you only ever self-pleasured once in your life!!!”
“……What?”
The sudden inquiry made the Pope’s expression freeze hard.
I felt a little guilty, but there was no way to pick and choose methods in this situation to win.
So I pressed harder.
“Please answer! If my assertion is wrong, throw stones at me!!!”
“The defense… remarks… are… acknowledged…”
The Pope could hardly answer, barely maintaining his expression as he acknowledged my statement.
‘He must’ve done it at least twice.’
[What the fuck are you doing beating up the innocent Pope!!!］
The Pope seemed to be grinding his teeth to suppress his anger, but I didn’t care.
The flow was entirely under my control now.
The buildup was complete.
Now it was time to bring out the main event.
“Caressy, who has only jerked off once! This could be seen as transcending human boundaries!”
At that moment, the opposing Archbishop became alert and began to protest.
It seemed he had anticipated my next words.
“I object! That bastard is now muddying the point with close to ridiculous claims!”
“I don’t recognize the Archbishop’s objection. Defense, please continue.”
The Pope quickly cut off the Archbishop’s remark.
I pointed at Caressy with a voice filled with emotion.
“Despite reading countless adult content, restraining herself from desire!!!”
Finally, I slammed my hand down on the desk.
With all my will, I yelled at the top of my lungs.
“If this isn’t a fucking Saintess, then what is it!!!!!!!”
Caressy looked like she was about to burst, biting her lips, but she was trembling, barely holding herself back.
At this point, she couldn’t possibly rebut.
I could feel the tide turning in an instant.
Then the Archbishop tried to counter in another way.
He was trying to regain the momentum that was once in his favor.
“Judge! No matter what, for a Saintess to watch this adult content is too shameless!”
“Then did the Archbishop never watch a single piece of depraved material like adult content?”
“Th-that’s not true! Owning 40 adult films is generally considered too much!”
[……That’s a bit much.］
‘No, come on, how far are you going to take this…’
Since it truly was a substantial number, I changed my target for commentary.
Once again, I directed it to the Pope.
“Judge! Do you think owning 40 adult films is too many?”
The Pope made a face of sheer distaste, but.
I pressed on without caring a bit.
“This would actually be counted as on the lower end! What about you!!!”
“Don’t keep hitting on the Pope, you bastard!!!!!”
Caressy, unable to hold back, shouted at me, but I brushed it off.
At this moment, I desperately needed the Pope’s influence.
Meanwhile, the Archbishop also began to appeal to the Pope, just like I did.
“Judge! No matter what, is it okay for someone to own 40 adult films!!!”
“There are people who fill their clouds to the brim, so this amount is small! Don’t you think so, Judge!!!”
Both the Archbishop and I urged the Pope for a response.
“Please tell us!”
“Do you own less than 40!!!”
The Pope, who had been silent.
Finally began to slowly open his mouth.
“……I acknowledge the… defense’s… remarks…”
‘He must have more than 40, the Pope.’
[What the hell are you doing attacking the innocent Pope, you fucking bastard!!!!]
For some reason, it looked like the Pope was grinding his teeth to suppress his anger, but I didn’t mind.
The flow was entirely in my favor now.
From here on out, it was the beginning of a complete turnaround.
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