Oneshot 3 My Childhood Friend Is Now a Saint, and There Is a High Possibility That She Will Be Cuckolded by a Hero
My Childhood Friend Is Now a Saint, and There Is a High Possibility That She Will Be Cuckolded by a Hero
Author: 東郷しのぶ (Tōgō Shinobu)
I heard that a hero had been summoned in the capital.
When I heard that news, I could only think, what are you doing in this time of peace when even the Demon King is not around?
It was customary in the kingdom for someone to automatically become a [Saint] or [Holy Knight] when a hero appeared.
It’s said that they’re necessary to accompany the hero.
Therefore, there will be a retest of the [Job] for boys and girls throughout the kingdom.
My childhood friend Eryl was a [Saint].
She was a [Housekeeper] in the last job test; she was promoted to a new job.
By the way, my job was the same as before, a [Merchant].
I was going to take over my family’s haberdashery business, so it didn’t matter.
Eryl and I had been together since we were kids, and we were famous in the village as a hot couple.
Eryl always says, “When we grow up, we’ll get married.”
In this village, when you turn 16, you’re an adult.
Eryl and I are 15 now. We were supposed to get married next year.
“Sorry, Stay. Now that I’m a saint, I’ve to go to King’s Landing.”
“…”
“It’s okay. I’ll just finish my work with the hero and come back and we’ll get married right away.”
“Sighs…!”
“What are you sighing about?”
“No, it’s just the thought of Eryl being cuckolded by a hero is depressing me.”
“That’s so rude! Why do you assume I’ll cuckolded?”
“It is a well-known that when a childhood friend becomes a saint and goes to meet a hero, she’s seduced by his status and good looks and is cuckolded. I know this because I read a book called “The Hot Nights of the Heroes and Saints of the Kingdom” (I’m going to throw away that stupid childhood friend!).”
“Don’t believe everything you read in your dubious books!”
“If so. Eryl, can you swear to me that even if the hero is very handsome and rich, and you go on an adventure and live with him later, you’ll never change your heart?”
“Ugh… …that’s…”
“Hah… I knew it!”
“Don’t look down on me too much! I mean, when you meet a handsome guy, you’re bound to feel a little nervous, right? After all, a woman’s heart is sensitive. You’re too pessimistic. You should’ve said something like, [I’m the only man worthy of Eryl! I won’t let the hero take you away!].”
“… This won’t be a problem if it’s an ordinary guy, but if your rival is a hero~~ I mean, I’ve heard that a hero’s [Cuckolding] skills are incredible.”
“… You’re so loud about cuckolding, earlier. Your thinking is crazy. But we haven’t even had s🬀x yet!”
Eryl’s face turns red with embarrassment. A blushing Eryl is cute, too.
“… So, it’s wrong to call yourself a cu🬀🬀old just because I had a business relationship with another man. At least not cuckolded but got dumped.”
“But we’re promised to be married.”
“It’s not a contract between families like the nobility, marriage promises between commoners are like paper balloons.”
“It’s too light! At least like a water balloon!”
“Whatever! You know, it’s disgraceful to accuse your childhood friend of being a cu🬀🬀old just because she went out with a hero with whom she has no physical relationship.”
“I’m sad that I’m so convinced.”
“What? Hey, if you’re really worried about me being a cu🬀🬀old, you should have s🬀x with me right here~~ You also can call me a whore for giving your heart to the hero. (Bi🬀ch!) (Traitor!) (I trusted you!) or whatever you like. You can curse me to your heart’s content.”
“No, I’ll be alone and depressed in my hometown…”
“No, Stay! If you really don’t want me to be cuckolded, then come and have lots of … s🬀x with me right here, right now!!”
“Wait, Eryl, close, too close!”
“Don’t go away! Why is Stay staying away from me when you promised to marry me?”
“No way, I’m not going away! I just want a clean relationship with Eryl until we get married!”
“Hey, don’t be a cowardly and naive man! If you’re afraid I’ll be cuckolded, don’t be lazy and come here, jump on this bi🬀ch’s chest, beat me, curse me, and make a mess of me!”
“eh!?”
“Come on, Stay, let’s go to the bedroom!”
“Wait, Eryl…”
Eryl ate me deliciously. Eryl was no [Saint] but a [Bi🬀ch]. …
The next day, Eryl went to the royal capital with a fresh face, quickly matched the hero with the princess, and returned to the village with a large sum of money as a matchmaker’s reward.
Then she married me and we became the best couple in the village.
During the day, she is a saint, but at night she turns into a bi🬀ch, so I’m always afraid of her when it gets dark. …
By the way, I used to love reading “The Hot Nights of the Heroes and Saints of the Kingdom” (I’m going to throw away that stupid childhood friend!), but after reading it again, I found that on the last page, it says (This book is fiction. The author is not responsible for the reader’s misinterpretation of its contents as true).