Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Seeing that the sheep still looked disappointed, Roland simply sat on the sofa and put her lap as a pillow.

Although she never had a romantic relationship on Earth, she did play around in remote corners of the world.

In the corner of the wood, a lap pillow seems to be a good way to comfort people.

Roland patted her thighs, revealing the fair skin between her thermal over-the-knee socks and skirt, instantly drawing the sheep's eyes in.

"Want to try it on your pillow?"

"Is...is it really okay?"

"Sheep asked incredulously."

She suddenly felt like she hadn't failed at all.

"Hmm, consider this a reward for your work during this period."

"I'll answer," Roland replied, glancing at the still hesitant sheep, and added.

"If you hesitate any longer, it will expire."

The sheep immediately let out a Tang laugh, then turned to the side and lowered its head, resting its head on Roland's lap.

Ah~ It's soft and warm, and when you look up, you're immediately blinded by two towering mountains.

This is the ultimate enjoyment~~~

As for Roland's feelings... she didn't feel anything.

She began to coil the sheep's horns with great interest.

This thing feels really good to the touch, and the temperature is about the same as body temperature, so it won't freeze your hands in winter. It's even more fun than antique walnuts.

Speaking of which, the horns of the sheep seem to be relatively small compared to others in her species.

Oh, and her tail is also quite short.

This thing is like a male special equipment.

Therefore, the sheep has been bullied all the time, and its mate has been stolen many times, probably dozens of times.

This is a true victim; no wonder he reacted so strongly to Nightingale's words.

Despite being a weakling, the sheep has always been quite optimistic, making funny faces and keeping the atmosphere lively all day long.

Even if Roland doesn't care about her after she got a beating today, she'll probably be back to work laughing and joking in a couple of days.

It's quite similar to the cattle and horses in the Earth.

Despite being battered and bruised by society, I still obediently work overtime every day, regularly delivering poop to my group members.

Sigh, thinking about it this way, she's actually quite pitiful. Let's reward her.

"Hehehe, Miss Roland, you're so kind. No one has ever been so gentle to me before."

Hearing the sheep's strange laughter, Roland subconsciously looked down.

I couldn't see anything. My breasts were too big, so I had to press down a little and peek out before I could see the sheep with a lecherous look on its face.

"Is it that comfortable?"

Roland was somewhat puzzled.

"Ah~ It feels so good. I can even feel Miss Roland's care for me. This is her thoughtfulness."

The sheep tilted its head slightly, inhaling the fragrance of Roland, and showed an infatuated expression, as if it had floated to the edge of the clouds.

Roland found it quite pleasing to the eye.

As the saying goes, one's values ​​follow one's appearance, and the sheep is indeed a very beautiful girl.

Aside from being a bit silly and a bit of a pig, and having tried various things to himself, there really isn't anything wrong with him.

She works hard, works overtime frequently, and often tries to please herself.

Wow, after being single for twenty years, I just can't bring myself to dislike this kind of girl.

"No wonder there used to be a rumor that gender-swapped protagonists are the most likely to be killed off, because they haven't been loved much."

Roland muttered something under her breath, which caught the attention of the sheep.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, the sheep stood up abruptly.

During the process, she accidentally bumped into Roland's big steamed bun, and her face turned a little red.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Roland quickly caught her two rabbits that were jumping around wildly, and glared angrily at the sheep.

The sheep was a little embarrassed, and then said what it wanted to say.

"Miss Roland, I have a question. Do you enjoy seeing other people wear those kinds of uniforms?"

"What is that?" Roland asked curiously, then thought of the uniform she had given Nightingale.

"You mean the catgirl outfit I dressed Nightingale in?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The sheep nodded, then shyly turned its face away.

"If you like, I can wear it for you too. I'm not as aloof as that dark-skinned elf."

"I will take the initiative."

……

Roland admitted that she had indeed been feeling a bit repressed lately.

Whether it was due to the uncontrolled brand on her stomach or not, she did manage to dress the sheep in a catwoman costume.

It cost a whopping twenty gold coins to create this beautiful and adorable catwoman maid outfit that perfectly fits the user's figure.

The result is complicated and hard to explain.

"Is this what you call being proactive? Compared to that expressionless elf Nightingale, it's just a little hip wiggle!"

Roland looked at the sheep that was just swaying its waist and sticking out its buttocks, and was somewhat disappointed.

"The way you're doing this, even the comic conventions after the crackdown are burning more money than you are."

"Sheep retorted."

"Impossible! I don't know what a comic convention is, but I saw that pose at Pink Harbor!"

"While not a complete replica, it's at least 70-80% similar."

Now it was Roland's turn to be shocked.

"Seriously? Aren't you succubi? Why are you dressed so plainly?"

"How dare you call yourself a succubus?"

Now the sheep was indignant, its cheeks puffed up like a punching bag.

You can say she's bad at the game, or that she's a coward.

But we can't question whether she's a succubus.

Roland could tell at a glance that the sheep was not convinced, but as a max-level member of the Earth's group and a top-notch connoisseur of crystal roasted chicken.

In terms of theoretical knowledge, none of these otherworldly natives could match her.

"Baa baa, you're not convinced?"

"I refuse to accept this!"

"Hmm, would you like to see what a catgirl maid really is?"

……

Ten minutes later, Roland changed into the sheep cat maid outfit.

After all, the two are not much different in height, so there is no need to spend an extra twenty gold coins.

However, Roland's figure was just too voluptuous, with her front armor almost bursting out of the openwork.

The rear armor also made the skirt appear shorter.

The contrast between the cool clothing and the fluffy cat paws immediately made the sheep stare wide-eyed.

That wasn't all; Roland recalled the actions of cosplay on Earth.

Stand on one leg, twist your waist and stick out your buttocks, and place your two hands, one high and one low, next to your face.

Then I used a skill that I hadn't used in a long time.

[Preaching with Gentle Touch]

"Master, your cat maid is saying hello, meow~"

"Would you like to eat first, or take a shower first, or...?"

As Roland recited her lines, she walked with a cat-like gait, swaying her hips, to the sheep.

He held the sheep's chest with his left hand and put his right hand on its shoulder.

Leaning forward, sticking out his buttocks, he looked up at the sheep.

Her emerald eyes glistened with moisture, as if she were shy, or perhaps she was looking forward to her master's arrival.

She parted her cherry lips slightly, moved closer to the sheep, and spoke in a seductive tone.

"Or, shall we eat you first? ❤~"

The sheep was completely bewildered.

Sheep and pig brain overload.

The sheep has a nosebleed.

Roland couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

"Teasing the pig-headed succubus is so much fun~"

The sheep's cheeks were almost as red as tomatoes, even turning yellowish-red.

"This...this..."

"Absolutely shameless! Absolutely shameless!"

The sheep stammered and could no longer speak.

Its tail thrashed wildly as if it were electrified, and steam was rising from its head.

"Oh my god, I can't take it anymore, I can't control myself!"

She made a move as if to pounce on Roland.

Even though she can't actually beat Roland right now.

Just then, the sound of a document falling to the ground came from the doorway, and both Roland and Sheep turned around.

……

The great succubus Salia stood at the door, dumbfounded, the report in her hand falling to the ground.

Its cheeks were also flushed red, and its long tail was held high, almost as high as its head.

Even she, the great succubus, had never seen anything like this.

This cat maid is absolutely the first of its kind in the world!