How Can the Saintess Be a Boy!?

02

I'm sorry, I'm a boy.

Sorry, I deceived the believers.

Sorry! Not only did I lie to Tristi, but to all my sisters.

I dare not think, if my identity was revealed one day, how would believers be treated? What eyes will my sisters use to see me?

Obviously a man, but pretending to be a girl and mingling with them, even if you hold your head and squatting, it will be useless to be called a pervert?

Whoa, am I a pervert?

If I explain, did I even know that someone would believe me three months ago?

But what I said is true!

Three months ago, the Archbishop talked to me before his death, and he said to me—from the sky, the virgin born of the Holy Light is actually a boy, and has been quietly raised by the church to this day! ?

I didn't believe it at first-how could it be? Am I not a girl?

— "That's because I raised you as a girl from an early age."

The content of his last words was to tell me what is the difference between boys and girls.

Then I broke down and cried for a long time.

The church went up and down, and even Tristi thought I cried for so long that the archbishop died.

Of course there are reasons for this, but ... ohhhhhhh! Still care about your true gender!

How could a maiden be a boy! !!

It's a strange story.

I haven't forgotten that before the death of the Archbishop, he pointed me steadfastly-"The prophecy of the Holy Light is not wrong, you are the Virgin."

And he finally told me to keep this secret. Otherwise, not only the image of the Virgin will collapse, but also the credibility of the church.

That would be a world-class disaster.

That's all there is to it.

It's been three months and I still don't know how to explain it to my sisters.

Wasn't it because she felt deceived Tristi? So I accepted the offer, disguised as a maid, lurking next to the rider.

Men haven't been found in women's clothing for fifteen years, pretending to be a maid is easy to do, right?

So ashamed.

The feeling of going further and further towards the path of metamorphosis ...

I was hiding in the bedroom at this moment, and I had changed into the maid costume that Tristi had prepared for me.

It's also women's clothing. The white school uniform will not feel anything because it is used to wearing, but it really feels ashamed to wear a maid costume ...

I looked at my shyness in the mirror.

With a slim body and white hair scattered around the shoulders, I am confident I will not lose to Tristi. All in all it's a girl!

I just turned around because I was too ashamed.

Sure enough, he can't adapt quickly. Even if I wore a maid costume for the first time three months ago, would I feel embarrassed? What's more, now I know that I am actually a boy ...

I'm a bit frightened and don't know if I can complete the task.

——At this time, Tristi knocked on the door: "May, may I come in?"

I'm like the bird that frightens the bow. Obviously he had changed clothes or was frightened.

I warned myself, calm! Calm down! Even in front of Tristi, she couldn't reveal her feet.

I pretended to have nothing, opened the door of the room, and Tristi rushed in and immediately took me out! The elegant image was also thrown out of the clouds.

And I feel so nervous being held by her ...

No matter how close I used to be, I didn't feel anything. But now I know that men and women are different ...

"Mayfair, you look cute in a maid outfit."

"Where, where ..."

I blushed, only I knew how strong the impact of this sentence was, as she said-your boy in a maid outfit is cute!

Then she swam with her hands and walked to my chest. My face turned red, and I wanted to get rid of her but didn't dare to move.

"But it seems ... flat a bit?"

"Her Majesty, please don't do this ... I will be troubled." I said in a weak voice, feeling really helpless. If I really grow breasts, it is really a miracle of the Holy Light.

What I said just now, this is-the private side of her. Who can imagine that the queen of a country is actually doing such a shame on her chest?

"Not mature yet?"

"I'm fifteen years old ...! No, no, it's normal!"

I said this with my mouth, and glanced at her undulating chest. Since I knew I was a boy, I knew I had lost on the starting line.

"Do you need a chest pad?"

"Just don't--"

Oh my god, just brace me for something.

Besides, my task this time is to guide the brave to the right path with the sage's mind, without having to rely on certain things to help the flames.

"Relax, I promise I will complete the task."

Although very harmful

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