I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 95

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“…”

Hearing the crash of items falling from my arms, the Popes stopped what they were doing and turned to look at me.

Then they froze in that position.

The surroundings were literally a mess.

Where the building leading underground had been, there was now a pit several times the height of a person.

Piles of excavated earth were heaped around it.

Floretta’s face was covered in tears.

The tip of her nose was bright red, and transparent liquid dripped from her sparkling green eyes.

Occasional sniffling sounds could be heard as she swallowed her tears.

Though her long-awaited reunion with her sister had finally happened, the tears Floretta shed were not of joy, but of sorrow.

In contrast, Luna looked as if she might collapse at any moment, completely devoid of vitality.

Her face had turned pale blue, and she was trembling while firmly grasping her sister’s hand.

“Esteemed guest! You’ve come at just the right time!”

“We need the esteemed guest’s help.”

Stella and Selene, who had been at a loss beside the Popes, brightened up as soon as they saw me and instantly approached.

They each grabbed one of my hands.

Then they started dragging me towards the Popes.

I was dumbfounded.

I wondered what on earth was happening.

I had returned to the surface in high spirits, only to find the Pope of the Sun wailing loudly and the Pope of the Moon frozen with an expression as if she had lost her reason for living.

Regardless of my bewilderment, Stella and Selene brought me before the Popes with desperate looks on their faces.

Floretta swallowed a sob.

Tear-filled green eyes and lifeless purple eyes focused entirely on me.

Suppressing a sigh that was about to escape, I opened my mouth.

“What is all this about, Your Holiness?”

“Hic… Esteemed guest… You’re… alive…?”

“Of course I’m alive, did you think I’d appear dead? I’m perfectly fine and alive. What’s going on here? And what’s this situation?”

“I… uugh… I…”

As soon as she heard my voice, Floretta seemed overcome with emotion again and began shedding tears.

She seemed to try to speak, but each time she was interrupted by sobs, unable to form coherent sentences.

I turned to Luna, conveying the meaning that she should try to comfort her sister, but the Pope of the Moon was equally dazed and unable to come to her senses.

It seemed I would have to step in after all.

I reached out and slowly wiped beneath Floretta’s eyes with my thumb.

Tears stained my finger, and the transparent liquid flowed down to the back of my hand.

“Why are you crying? I’m right here. You can stop crying now.”

Her tears continued to flow.

I thought I might be rubbing her skin raw from wiping so much, but there was no sign of that even after several strokes.

Floretta continued crying like that for a while longer.

Only after both my hands were thoroughly soaked with tears did her sobbing finally begin to subside.

Though she still hiccupped occasionally.

“Have you calmed down a bit now?”

Floretta nodded slightly.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, as if embarrassed by her unseemly behavior in front of me.

“Then let me ask again. Your Holiness, what exactly happened?”

“We thought… you had died… sob… along with that monster…”

“Died? Me?”

Nod nod, Floretta again answered by nodding her head.

“May I ask why you thought I had died? Because I didn’t come out for so long?”

“That was part of it… but we also heard an explosion from underground… so…”

Though her usual calm and benevolent tone was gone, and her words were frequently interrupted by sobs, making only about half of it understandable, I could roughly guess the reason.

To conclude, it was due to the special death animation of the Creature Abandoned by God.

Floretta had heard the explosion sound when its body burst.

‘Wow, it was heard all the way up here?’

I had thought it would only resound within the boss room.

The situation came together in my head.

It seemed Floretta had heard the explosion while waiting here for me to come up.

When I didn’t return for hours even after the explosion was heard, her imagination must have run wild in a negative direction.

In reality, it was just a special death animation, but Floretta didn’t know that.

There was certainly room for misunderstanding.

Due to the unknown power that started manifesting midway, it had taken me just over an hour to defeat the Creature Abandoned by God.

Perhaps even less than that.

Yet after freeing the Popes from their curse in just an hour, I hadn’t shown myself for several times that long.

Moreover, they had heard an explosion loud enough to reach here from where the monster was, so it was perfectly understandable to think something had gone wrong.

‘…I had thought nothing would happen just because I was a little late.’

The unthinkable had truly happened.

It was incredibly fortunate that I hadn’t lingered there longer out of dislike for the place.

If I had been any later, the situation could have become much worse.

“It’s alright, Your Holiness. I’m not dead, am I? I’ve returned perfectly fine and alive.”

“Yes… that’s right. Sniff. You’ve returned alive.”

As Floretta started to sob again, I gently wiped her eyes and turned to Luna.

The Pope of the Moon was sitting there staring at me blankly, and when our eyes met, she flinched.

“Your Holiness the Pope of the Moon.”

“…Yes. I’m listening.”

“I kept my promise.”

There was no need to boast about my achievements or give a lengthy explanation.

Saying I had kept my promise could convey a great deal.

I had promised that the Pope of the Moon no longer needed to sacrifice herself, that her sacrifice would absolutely not happen, and I had faithfully fulfilled that promise.

That no one had to die anymore – that was all I needed to say.

The Pope of the Moon kept her head bowed for a long while, then finally spoke in a sunken voice, her shoulders occasionally shaking.

“Thank… you… truly…”

Judging from the occasional sniffling sounds of swallowed sobs, she seemed to be desperately holding back tears.

I wiped Floretta’s tears one last time and stood up.

Seeing me stand, Floretta flinched and raised her head.

I smiled slightly and said,

“Now that you’ve confirmed I’m fine, isn’t it time for you to do what needs to be done?”

As I said this, I glanced at Luna.

Luna also cautiously raised her head.

Her purple eyes alternated between looking at me as I moved away and her sobbing sister.

They probably hadn’t even been able to greet each other properly, as right after I came up to the surface, they had been too preoccupied with one embracing and crying while the other was in a daze.

After confirming that the Pope of the Moon and the Pope of the Sun were looking at each other with tear-filled eyes, I stepped back to a suitable distance.

Stella and Selene took positions on either side of me.

“Couldn’t you have come a little earlier, esteemed guest?”

It was a voice close to reproach.

From their perspective, it must have been very difficult.

The Popes were grieving, thinking I had died, and they had no good way to console them.

“As you can see, I had quite a lot of luggage. There was quite a bit to gather.”

I pointed to the pile of items I had discarded behind me.

Selene asked in a slightly disgusted voice.

“…What are all those?”

“Things that were underground. I don’t know if that monster had a hobby of collecting treasures, but there was quite a lot anyway. It would be a shame to just leave them there.”

“I see. Understood, esteemed guest. I will arrange for another carriage to be prepared.”

“No. There’s no need for that.”

“What? Then how do you plan to carry them?”

“They’re not things I need.”

“Wait a moment, esteemed guest. What do you—”

Stella and Selene opened their eyes wide in surprise.

Just as Stella was about to ask what I meant, I raised my right index finger vertically to my lips, gesturing for them to be quiet.

Seeming to realize why I was doing this, the two simultaneously closed their mouths and looked ahead.

Floretta and Luna were looking at each other, holding hands.

“…I’m sorry. I’m sorry. For saying bad things to you, for hitting you, just, just… I’m sorry for everything. Everything…”

Finally, tears burst from Luna’s eyes as well.

Floretta squeezed her hand firmly and shook her head.

“No. I know why you did it. You wanted us to hate you, so we would be less sad even if you sacrificed yourself, right? So how could you have anything to be sorry for…”

The Popes, unable to continue speaking, just shed tears, then soon embraced each other, crying loudly.

Their chests, almost completely exposed, pressed together in the center.

Both were slightly compressed and changed shape.

The compressed breasts bulged out to the sides.

Flesh mixed with flesh, and breast rubbed against breast.

The opaque cloth covering the pink tips at the end shifted to the side, as if showcasing the symbols of abundant motherhood.

Tears flowing from green eyes and purple eyes mingled on their cheeks as they rubbed their faces together.

A few drops of tears rolled down and gathered at the tips of their chins before falling onto their chests.

The transparent liquid that fell onto their chests settled between the large masses of fat.

With a slick sound, their pressed breasts began to move even more smoothly.

Their arms tightly embracing each other naturally touched each other’s backs, and slender fingers spread out, gently stroking the bare skin beyond a single layer of thin see-through fabric.

Their other hands were clasped together.

Their fingers were tightly interlocked as if they would never let go again.

Nails dug into the backs of hands, but this only made them grip tighter.

From beside me, I heard Stella sniffling.

Selene also had a somewhat choked expression.

Both had watched the Popes’ suffering up close, so they must have been overcome with emotion at the thought that they no longer had to endure such pain.

I too, while watching the Popes’ reunion scene…

‘If I react now, I’m trash. Think pure thoughts. Pure thoughts. Pure thoughts. Pure thoughts. Pure thoughts.’

I desperately tried to find somewhere else to look.

It should have been a touching scene of sisters reuniting, but their attire and actions overlapped to create nothing but lewd thoughts.

Even knowing it was an unavoidable physiological response for a man, I felt slight self-loathing.

The Popes continued for quite some time after that, rubbing their tear-stained cheeks together and pressing their chests together as they shared the joy of reunion.

Similarly, my inner struggle also continued for quite some time.

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[We gon need some Death by SNU SNU in here]