Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Roland angrily walked up to the little girls, picked them up, and took them to the little wooden house in the garden.

Alice, clearly drunk, immediately rolled into a ball the moment she touched the soft bed in the cabin, muttering incoherently.

"Sister Renee, I think I'm drunk. I dreamt that Sister Roland came to be my mother."

Renee, who was standing to the side, had already woken up and was cowering with an awkward smile.

As an immortal witch with powerful soul strength, she could not possibly be drunk.

I was just teasing my little follower.

Unexpectedly, Roland caught him red-handed.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Sister Roland, we shouldn't have drunk so much."

Roland pinched Renee's little face and pulled it to both sides.

"What do you mean you shouldn't have drunk so much? You shouldn't drink alcohol at all!"

"You are all minors. Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, do you know that?"

Alice, who was drunk, asked in confusion.

"Why...why can't I drink alcohol?"

"If everyone doesn't drink, there won't be anything to drink, and we'll get really thirsty..."

As she spoke, she giggled again, moved over like a caterpillar, and hugged Roland's waist.

"Hehehe, it's Roland's mom, I love mom..."

Roland glared at Renee.

Look what they've done to Alice!

If a child so young is already calling for his mother everywhere, what will he be doing all the time when he grows up?

Renee knew she had made a mistake and cowered like a quail.

This was the first time Roland had seen Renee like this, so she stopped caring and reached out to pick up Alice, casting a healing spell.

After a while, Alice's eyes gradually cleared, and then she shyly lowered her head.

She remembered everything that had just happened; she had run into Sister Roland's arms and recognized her as her mother.

"I'm sorry, Sister Roland, I was just drunk."

Roland then began to examine the adorable little girl.

When Alice was first taken in by Roland, she was skin and bones, with deep-set black eyes and her body covered in grease and bruises.

Now she eats well, drinks well, and sleeps well, and is slowly growing into an adorable little girl.

Her face started to become rounder, and her gray hair became much softer.

Perhaps it was because she started learning magic that she became much more confident and was no longer as timid as before.

Roland felt a great sense of accomplishment seeing these changes.

She affectionately bounced Alice in her arms and said with a smile.

"If you want a hug in the future, just tell me. You don't have to listen to Renee's nonsense or call me Mom."

Alice felt the softness of Roland's chest, as if she were sinking into a cloud sofa.

It's warm and comfortable.

I responded instinctively.

"Can I call Sister Roland 'Mom'?"

Three large question marks appeared above Roland's head.

Is she really becoming Wa's junior sister?

Looking at Alice's cautious yet expectant gaze, Roland finally nodded.

"Sure, you can call me 'sister' or 'mom'."

Just treat it like raising a daughter; it's really not much different from how things are now.

Alice's eyes lit up at the words, her big eyes blinking as if they were about to sparkle.

He nestled in Roland's arms, hugged Roland's neck, and shouted happily.

"Mommy Roland~ Alice likes you~"

Roland was overjoyed to hear this.

Oh my~ Is this what it feels like to be adored and clung to by a cute little Loran? If she were on Earth, she'd probably get an FBI warning.

In high spirits, Roland no longer cared about the little girls' drinking problem, took Renee's hand, and walked downstairs.

"Come on, let's go! I'll take you to eat cream puffs and milk tea. They're new products and flavors that Sheep brought from Pink Harbor."

Renee was taken by the hand with a bewildered look on her face, and then looked at Alice in Roland's arms in shock.

Alice nestled in Roland's arms, her face practically radiating happiness and contentment.

No... did he really succeed in recognizing his mother?

She was just teasing the drunk Alice; after all, it had been a long time since she'd met such a compatible follower.

Looking at Alice's expression, Renee suddenly felt a little resentful.

If she also pretended to be drunk and recognized her mother, would she be able to snuggle in Roland's arms like Alice?

As she pondered, her thoughts drifted back to the night Roland got drunk, to the memory of resting in Roland's arms like a carefree child.

Ah... I really miss it. I wish I could do it again...

wrong!

She was once a great sage of the Church of the Slumber, an immortal witch of eight hundred years old, how could she have become so weak?

How could she be so captivated by the embrace of a little nun!

Renee shook her head vigorously, trying to clear her mind.

Roland noticed that Renee had slowed down a bit, and when she looked down, she saw Renee shaking her head.

"What's wrong, Renee? Are you a little drunk too? Do you want me to hold you?"

Renee's eyes lit up slightly, but she hesitated a little.

"Is...is it okay? But you're still holding Alice, aren't you?"

"Of course, no problem," Roland said with a smile, and then magic surged out, forming a large magical hand.

[The Mage's Hand]

This is a basic spell, priced at 30,000 Faith Points. It is a very practical spell that can provide many conveniences in life.

Although these skills were ridiculously expensive because the system was unreliable, Roland bought them immediately.

The mage's hand wasn't very strong, but it was more than enough to lift Renee in a comfortable position.

Then she met Renee's regretful gaze.

"What's wrong, Renee? You seem a little unhappy. Is the position uncomfortable?"

Renee's lips twitched, and she forced a smile.

"I'm fine, I just drank too much and feel a little unwell."

She couldn't very well say that she was unhappy because she didn't get a hug!

……

The second floor of the church has an open-air balcony.

Roland sat on a comfortable sofa with two little girls, the table in front of them filled with various snacks, the centerpiece being Pink Harbor's new delicacy, cream puffs.

This thing was actually improved by the sheep after Roland taught it to them.

Later, Yang Meimei brought the cream puff samples back to Pink Harbor headquarters, where they immediately received widespread praise.

It's now a signature dish at Pink Harbor, and because of its appearance, it's even become a slang term in Pink Harbor's nightlife scene.

This term is specifically used to describe succubi with an excessively strong desire to attack.

Roland picked up a cream puff and fed it into Alice's open mouth.

"Thank you, Roland's mom!"

Alice responded sweetly, making Renee, who was standing next to her, feel a bit nauseous and couldn't help but pout.

When Roland saw Renée standing to the side, she could tell that Roland was jealous, so she shifted her position and sat down next to Renée.

Then he picked Renee up and held her in his arms.

"Hey~ what are you doing~"

Renee exclaimed, but was calmed down by Roland patting her head.

"Little Renee, don't be jealous. You can have a hug too, and you can call me Mommy if you want."

"Let's have a cream puff to cheer ourselves up."

Renee looked at the cream puff held between her slender, jade-like fingers and brought to her mouth. She opened her mouth and ate it, but still pouted slightly.

"I'm not jealous, nor am I that childish..."

Roland looked at Renee, and a word popped into her mind.

A haughty and aloof loli.

Huh? Aren't tsundere characters supposed to be out of the meta these days? I never thought she'd run into one.

Thinking this way, she perked up and spoke up to comfort him.

"Rene should just call me 'Mom' if she wants to; there's no need to be shy."

"Sometimes when your sister Jenny is lost in thought, she'll secretly call for my mom, and she thinks I don't know."

Renee thought to herself, "I'm so annoyed."

Jenny has been calling for her mother for a long time; she called for her mother half the night she was drunk, so she knows it even better.

But Roland's softness enveloped her, and her rich fragrance filled her nostrils, making her feel dazed, just like that night.

Roland revealed a cunning smile and coaxed her in an even gentler tone.

"Go ahead and call me whatever you want. Studying potions every day must be hard work, right? Now you can indulge in being a little spoiled by your mom."

Renee finally succumbed, burying her head in the valley of Roland, and cried out incoherently.

"Roland's Mom~"