About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Please don't make any noise in the lobby... Um, wow, when did you get here? Are you new here? Um, actually, I have something to confess—"

"You are the nun here!"

A nun who was cleaning wanted to come over to maintain order, but ended up joining the group that "counted sins in front of the mysterious new nun."

"Wow wow wow..."

Surrounded in the center, Orson felt extremely embarrassed and shy, but he was helpless about the situation.

Just when his brain was about to overheat and he was about to squat down with his hands covering his head to protect himself, a woman wearing a nun's uniform squeezed through the crowd and held Orson's hand.

"follow me."

Before anyone could react, the "nun" suddenly appeared and pulled Orson away from the crowd and hid in a warehouse.

"Thank you so much for your help...I really appreciate it."

"I was shocked when I heard your voice. Orson, you can actually change your voice~?"

A familiar voice of vitality came from the mouth of the nun next to Orson. Orson immediately looked aside with wide eyes.

"——Exia?"

"Hehe~ The knight who saves the princess, Exiah, makes a dashing appearance~"

The Lateran humanoid walking disaster, also wearing a nun's uniform, gave Orson his usual smile.

"Exia…?"

The true identity of the mysterious nun who rescued him from danger made Orson's eyes widen.

Although Angelica was not wearing her usual Penguin Logistics uniform, but instead wore an extremely formal nun's uniform, which covered her short red hair so that Orson could not notice it at first, she was indeed the tomboyish Angelica that he remembered.

"That's me. What do you think? Doesn't it feel like a knight making a dashing entrance in a story?"

Exia asked Orson with her usual carefree smile.

"That's really a big help...but why are you here, Angel?"

Orson first expressed his gratitude to Archangel, and then asked curiously why Archangel was in the monastery by chance.

After all, Orson had the impression that he had never seen Angelica working part-time at the monastery during his time at Penguin Logistics. However, he would occasionally see her praying in silence, which was unusual for her. That scene always made Orson sigh that if Angelica changed her personality, she might really become a religious idol.

"Actually, I overheard your conversation. Didn't we have Is design the emergency contact system? After you and Texas triggered the emergency call, I actually had access to listen in, so of course I heard your plan."

Exia took out his cell phone, and the screen showed Orson Texas' address and call number.

"This system really is...more versatile than I imagined."

Orson rubbed his hair. Last time, it was because he didn't reply to the text message that triggered the emergency system. Although the result was a good thing, Orson's heart would not be able to bear it if it happened again.

"Orson—"

Exia put one hand on Orson's shoulder, and his expression was much more serious than before.

"I'm actually very angry about what happened today, okay?"

"Wow wow wow..."

The red pupils of the Archangel were fixed on Orson. Although her expression was still smiling as always, it looked somewhat eerie and terrifying.

"So you know why I'm angry, Orson?"

"Is it because...Texas and I didn't tell you about this? Pululululu"

"That's correct! Why didn't you tell me such a serious thing? You and Texas, how much do you distrust me?"

Exiah angrily rubbed Orson with his hands, and loudly complained about the two of them's "sneaking" behavior.

"Because we felt that you, Angel of Exia, didn't know Lappland, and we were facing an unknown enemy, that's why we didn't tell you about this..."

"Although I don't know that Lappland, I do know both of you, Texas and Orson. Isn't that enough for me to come and help?"

"... Ugh, sorry, Exia. You're right. We should be more trusting."

Orson bowed his head and apologized honestly. He understood how Exiah felt at the moment, and he also knew that his and Texas' actions might just be a subjective desire to protect Exiah's safety without considering her thoughts.

"Hehehe, that's it! I can be considered your senior at Penguin Logistics. If you encounter any problems in the future, remember to look for me first to make a decision!"

After hearing Orson's sincere apology, Archangel Exiah put his hands on his hips and looked condescending, which made Orson start to consider whether he should be tough and not apologize.

"But it's a monastery, fortunately. I dug out the nun's clothes I brought from Lateran, and that's how I managed to sneak in. But Orson, this... this nun's clothes——"

"Archangel?"

Angelica stopped talking midway, and she stared at Orson motionlessly. Although Orson tried to call Angelica's name, the latter still did not respond.

Not only did the Archangel not respond to Orson's calls, but he also kept approaching Orson, as if he was being sucked in. Orson had to step back to try to create distance, but before he could take two steps, his back was pressed against the cold wall.

"Exiac, Exia--Wuwuwu!?"

Orson was still trying to wake Angelic Angel from this strange state by calling her name, but Orson did not wait for Angelic Angelic Angel to come to her senses. Instead, he waited for her lips to kiss his firmly.

Orson could even feel the tip of Archangel's tongue constantly trying to pry open his tightly closed teeth so that it could completely intertwine and merge with his lips.

[Orson, what's going on over there? I can't see your location from here, and did I just hear the voice of the Angel of Excalibur?]

Texas's somewhat anxious voice came from the headset, but Orson could only make a grunting sound. He didn't dare to loosen his teeth and lips, because he didn't know if the Archangel would do something more "forbidden" if he pried open his lips.

The two "nuns" were huddled together against the wall in the monastery's warehouse. Both wore thin black silk dresses, and they could even feel each other's body heat as they caressed each other. Each time the Angelus's breathing became increasingly rapid, it was clearly felt on Orson's cheek.

Orson, who was pushed against the wall by the Archangel and kissed by him while being pressed against the wall, learned a new lesson today - his physical fitness was no match for that of an ordinary Sakota girl after that of other races such as dragons, rabbits, deer, horses, wolves, and ghosts.

[Why is there a girl's panting? Orson, what's going on over there? Tell me!]

The increasingly heavy breathing of Angelus and the increasingly anxious shouts of Texas overlapped. Add to that the feeling of a soft, slightly protruding object constantly caressing his chest, and the sweet scent of apples gradually filled his mouth. Orson's mind gradually became foggy. He couldn't figure out what was happening. The only thing he could see was the RGB light tube above Angelus's head, which gradually turned pink and flickered at an increasingly rapid rate...

"Click!"

The door of the warehouse where the two were hiding was suddenly opened, and the mechanical sound of the handle and lock finally brought Archangel back to normal from the state that seemed to have just been "enchanted".

"Orson... Ugh!? This, this, this... I, you... uh uh uh - um, what's wrong, Sister Miss?"

After all, Exiah knew very well that "no plan is the best plan". She went from panic and shy to forced composure in less than 3 seconds, defeating 99% of the people in Terra.

"Mother Theresa asked me to get some wheat flour... Are you there?"

The nun who entered the warehouse looked at the two nuns in front of her who were panting for some reason with some confusion.

"Ah, we're here to get the wheat flour, right, Sister Olesen?"

Exia quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and immediately showed a business-like smile and looked at "Sister Oresen" beside her.

"Huh? Ah, yes! Please leave this to us!"

Orson immediately understood what he meant and assumed a prayer posture to hide the water stains on the chest of her nun's uniform caused by the saliva that had just dripped.

"Well...I see."

Although the nun was still a little confused, when she saw "Sister Oresen" leaning against the wall with a disheveled look and a flushed face for some reason, she immediately shyly turned her eyes away, hurriedly closed the warehouse door and left.

"..." "..."

After the little nun left, Archangel and Orson fell into silence for a moment. After a few seconds, Orson told Texas through the intercom that "there was no problem" on his side and that he was definitely not pressed into the corner and kissed by Archangel who suddenly broke in.

"That... Orson"

The Neng Angel's eyes flashed a little, and his eyes were extremely free. The RGB on his head flashed like Ultraman's energy lamp after being beaten up.

All signs indicate that this angel, who is always laughing and joking on weekdays, still feels shy and overwhelmed after experiencing such radical and taboo intimate behavior.

"Orson, I... uh, I don't know how to put it, but I seemed a little strange just now... or rather, you looked a little strange."

Exia shook her head, licked her lips lightly with the tip of her tongue, suppressed her impulse, looked at Orson and whispered.

"Your aura just now suddenly emitted a strange light. After seeing that light, a certain impulse in me was aroused, and it was hard to resist - Hmm, why does it sound like a mosquito trap..."

Angelica rubbed her head, and it seemed that she herself didn't know why she had just done such an exciting thing that she would never do under normal circumstances.

"Aura, light, being attracted...? I think I understand now. This might be caused by my Chimera physique."

After listening to Angelica's words, Orson thought of a possibility. Perhaps his "cognitive filter" disguised as a Chimera affected Angelica and stimulated some of her... uh, desires.

"Chimera? I don't know what you're talking about, but this aura isn't very obvious... Eh!?"

As Exiah spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch the "halo" above Orson's head, but his palm passed through it directly, as if he was touching a ball of air.

"Actually, there really is no halo!?"

"This is the effect of the Cognition Filter... Um, Exia?"

"I don't believe it, let me rub it again... Haah, it feels so good~"

Orson explained on the side, but Archangel still seemed not to believe it and insisted on confirming it carefully with his hand. Of course, he took the opportunity to rub Orson afterwards.

[I did hear Exiah's silly laugh just now. What the hell is going on, Orson!]

Just as Exia had finished beating Orson, Texas called again, and this time Texas on the other end of the walkie-talkie clearly stated that he heard Exia's voice.

"Is this Texas? I'm Exia~ It's just that the signal here isn't very good, so I can't hear what you're saying over there—anyway, if there's an emergency, call me again, that's all!"

Exia also noticed Texas' message, but after taking the communication device, she took the initiative to speak a few words, then put the intercom behind her ear and turned off the microphone.

"Uh... Exia?"

Orson blinked, never expecting Archangel to do such a thing.

And Exiah smiled and held Orson's hand.

"I've always felt like Texas has been acting strange lately, so consider this my little revenge! No, but what happened just now..."

"It was an accident, right? I know, Exia."

"Yes, that's right, it was an accident! Let's just pretend nothing happened! Anyway, the monastery is super familiar to me. Orson, you just need to follow me. The goal is to walk through all the areas of the monastery, right? Leave it to me!"

The Archangel patted his chest and said cheerfully.

—It was an accident… Although it was indeed an accident, but… well, maybe it would have been better if no one else had messed up at that time…?

Contrary to what she said, Archangel was completely unable to forget what she had just done to the lovely nun in front of her in the monastery storage room. She was even a little annoyed that the little nun had broken in and disrupted the situation.

This was the Archangel's 'first kiss'. Even though it was given in such a crowded and 'unromantic' place, and even because of 'external interference', for the Archangel... she had no dissatisfaction, only a feeling of being unsatisfied.

Could it be that I am actually an LSP...

Angel Exia was vaguely worried, but when she saw Orson beside her wearing a nun's outfit and looking at her with concern and asking if she was okay, Angel Exia felt relieved.

Let it be LSP, I’m happy with it!

The Archangel has always been good at self-regulation.

"Anyway, let's go to the lobby first... Uh, Orson, the way you look right now is really easy to arouse some unnecessary impulses from others... Anyway, you should hide behind me and see what happens."

When Angel was halfway through her conversation with Orson, she was almost captivated by the nun-clad figure, whose expression was filled with worry and nervousness, yet she was trying hard to control it. She could only tuck Orson behind her to prevent any strange creature from rushing towards her like before.

"Then...I'll leave it to you, Exia."

Orson obediently stuck to the back of the Archangel and responded cautiously.

——That’s so unfair…!!

The nostrils of the Archangel were almost blocked and he immediately turned on the overload mode and sprayed it out.

Unlike the "broken jar female Tong mode" triggered by the maid outfit mode, Orson in a nun's outfit appears to be more passive and weak than usual, and even the maternal aura of a tomboy like Angelica is stimulated.

——Don't worry, Orson, I will take away your chastity... No, I will protect it!

Excalibur clenched his fists and swore secretly, completely unaware that he had already been trapped.

After the two "nuns" left the warehouse, they first came to the monastery lobby. The general decoration style here was somewhat similar to that of the priest's church, except that there were more guests, scattered around on various chairs.

"Nuns who can walk around the hall without being suspected are usually responsible for praying for others. In other words, as long as we help those people pray, we won't be suspected by other nuns or matrons!"

"Pray nia?"

Orson, who was hiding behind the Archangel, tilted his head.

"Hehe, just trust me, Orson~"

Exia patted his chest and said that this was a rare situation that Orson needed, and only he could help him, so Exia naturally had to perform well no matter what.

The little nun standing behind Archangel was not familiar with this business, so she could only nod and agree with Archangel's actions.