My Curse? A Different Yandere in Every Reincarnation-Chapter 170: Different Shame

"...Beatriz...couldn’t...leave?" I ask uncomfortably, to solve my "pain" Beatriz got a container for me to put my milk, she murmured something about wasting the milk of the holy Mother being a sin.

"No! If you have any problem, I need to help, I can’t leave you alone with a problem"

"Haaa...I’ll be honest, don’t you think this is a ridiculously perverse act?" She literally just said she wants to watch me milking myself.

I’m not a cow that doesn’t care about being watched while having her milk taken from her body.

"Of course not!" She says with shining eyes.

"What will you do with it?"

"Obviously I’ll drink it all! We should never waste God’s gift!" She speaks with absolute conviction.

"I don’t feel comfortable with this, could you leave?" It’s weird in every possible way.

"...O-Okay...but if anything just call me, I’ll go get something to clean up what I spilled on the floor" She says, leaving through the door, I hear her footsteps running as if she wants to make sure she’s done quickly.

’As if I’m going to milk myself for this...it’s liters of milk, she’s crazy if she thinks she’s going to drink all that in front of me and give me more embarrassment’ I look around the room until I find what I was looking for, the white candles that Beatriz uses in certain spells.

This candle is actually not a wax candle, she’s already explained that it’s another material that dissolves easily in water and is used in various spells and even potions, the color depends on the material used in the manufacture and indicates what type of magic it’s used for.

I go to the bathroom with the container and fill it with water, throwing a candle inside and shaking it until the water is nice and white, then I go to the window and open it.

"..." I just grab the container, squeezing it hard and throwing it out the window, as if I’m going to milk myself for this stupid nonsense, I’ll just lie that I threw the milk away or something like that.

To start with, it’s not that bad, I’ve already taken a cup, as long as she doesn’t decide to crush my breasts with another hug, they’ll be completely fine until lunchtime when I’ll take another cup.

"Think on the bright side, the chances of winning that spear have increased by like 1000%" I murmur the positive side.

She doesn’t know the immense embarrassment I feel every day when I see her drinking the cups of milk, she savors it with so much desire that I can only look away and wish she’d finish quickly.

If I take so much milk to fill that container, the shame I would feel would be too much, okay, I’ve been through a lot of perverse situations, but this is a different kind of shame precisely because she has a strange natural innocence.

Besides, I’m also doing a test, Beatriz is absurdly religious and is a strange girl, but I want to see what happens if she sees me wasting what she considers a divine gift.

Will she get angry and complain to me? Or will she accept it silently because I’m her "holy mother" and what I do with the potion is my decision.

That’s precisely why I was concerned about disguising it, if she goes downstairs, she may confuse the white liquid of the candle with milk, unless she decides to sniff the floor, but then I think that would be an exaggeration.

’I could also have pretended to throw it in the bathroom, but now it’s too late’ There were many options, but it’s just a test, I want to see how far her religious fanaticism guides her actions.

"I’m back!" She says, coming in quickly with a cloth to clean up what she had spilled before, since she kind of wasted a whole cup of milk.

"Shizune, why haven’t you milked yourself yet?" She asks as she crouches down to clean the milk on the floor and the shards of the cup.

"H-Huh? Of course I did" I say, finding her speech strange, I thought she would ask where the container was.

"No, you didn’t! Your uniform is the same as before, and your breasts are the same as before too, you don’t have to be too smart to notice that you haven’t even touched your chest" She says with a funny little smile.

’Damn, I forgot about the uniform...’ She always talked about my uniform, it’s a detail she always noticed, since whenever I milk myself, I only remove the top part and then when I put it back on it gets messy.

Of course, she never noticed before because my uniform was always messed up, but she always noticed and told me to fix it.

"A-Are you having trouble?" She asks nervously, her nervousness is kind of invigorating, she’s always been so composed.

"No, I was just trying something before, don’t worry about it, and aren’t we late for you to go heal people? You haven’t even drunk the first cup of milk, so your magic still doesn’t have the 3x boost" It’s the first cup of the day and it’s the most important.

"You’re right...I can’t leave this for later, but without the magic boost I’ll heal a lot fewer people...and we’re too late to wait for you to go get another cup" She makes a disappointed expression.

"Let’s go, I need to get there before people start leaving thinking I’m not coming" She says, putting the cloth she used to clean the milk in a corner inside a bucket along with the shards of the cup.

She could have left a maid to clean, I wonder if she even thinks about that, that normal people aren’t capable of doing that.

’So it seems she still puts her duty as more important than delaying to increase her powers’

"If you want, you can drink straight from the source...I didn’t mean to say that!!" I start talking nonsense, the damn slime that makes me say these bold things and have equally bold ideas.

’I need to get this slime out of my head soon before I say irreparable nonsense in front of her’ It would be horrible if I asked for sex just because the situation seems to imply it.

"R-Really? Actually, it does seem like a good option, I could help you take out the excess milk and still get the magical buff quickly" She makes an expectant face like a small child receiving a gift.

"W-Well..." Her eyes shine as if it’s something extremely happy for her.

’Damn it...’

"S-Sure why not, I’m your mother right? There shouldn’t be anything wrong with that...just don’t get too used to it"

’That’s what I get for trying to help others’ I was going to say that she could go heal the people by herself while I went to get a cup of milk for her, so she could drink while healing the people.

It would be a little strange, since normally she doesn’t eat or talk much while healing people, but it was a good idea, but what came out of my mouth was her drinking directly from the source.

I did a brief search on slimes, questioning people, and I think I can remove this slime on my own later, I just need to get a few things first.

And with my new authority in the church, it shouldn’t be too hard to remove the slime without anyone knowing.

"Come, daughter, don’t be shy" I say, lowering the area of the dress along with the bra to release my breast, if she gets embarrassed I’ll get embarrassed, it’s better to just get it over with quickly.

"H-Haha you know, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have a mother to take care of me as a child...I guess this is kind of a dream come true?" She says uncertainly with a shy laugh.

"Maybe?" I say as she approaches.

"Ah yes, I still have a question, why do you produce milk being an undead? Could you tell me while I drink? But we have to be quick" She says, hugging me while putting her mouth on my nipple.

’She’s bolder than I thought...and she smells good’ I don’t think it’s a good idea to tell the truth.

"Well, I believe it’s a divine blessing, after all, it’s an infinite source of magical boost potion, something that only benefits a mage like you, even though I’m an undead, it must be...hmmm" I let out a little moan, interrupted when she starts sucking.

’S-She bit me!!’ She doesn’t know that she shouldn’t bite when sucking a breast?

"B-Beatriz, don’t bite okay? Just suck, you’re not a baby, your teeth can hurt me"

"D-Did I hurt you?" She asks uncertainly, pulling away as the bite mark is on my breast.

"No, just don’t bite, it’s weird" I’m a masochist, if she keeps biting me I’ll get wet down there, and with that the slime in my head will start making me say more stupid things.

"Okay, I’ll try" She says as this time she starts sucking and drinking my milk more gently, she seems to be enjoying it a lot though she’s also blushing with embarrassment.

’My God...if a maid walked into the room, my social life would be over’ I can only wish for this to end soon before someone sees, the scene must seem absurd to anyone who saw it.

"O-Ouch?..." She bites me again, she even starts sucking slowly, but suddenly she gets carried away and bites me.

"I-Isn’t that enough? Your magic seems to have already grown" I say, trying to push her away as she clings to me tightly.

"J-Just a little more?" She says with pleading eyes.

"You need to go heal people, so no more little, go now!" I say a little harshly, pushing her away, who seems like a child who has been denied sweets.

"You’re right, holy Mother, sorry for my arrogance, I’ll see you downstairs" She says, going to the door with a radiant smile.

"Haaa...Please don’t call me that, it makes me sound old" I just sigh, looking at the bite mark on my breast, being called holy Mother is weird, especially by someone who’s decided to treat me like I’m really her mother.

’Yes, I need to get rid of this slime’ My milk is delicious, my breasts are big, and I may even be doing all this clowning around, acting as a mother, but there’s no way I can keep offering my breast to Beatriz.

I hope she doesn’t think I’m going to be always offering my body like this, I don’t know what’s more embarrassing, me doing it or her accepting it just because it seems religiously acceptable.

At least now she’ll be able to heal many people thanks to the magic boost, and she seems to be believing everything I’m saying, I should tell her that her naivety is kind of stupid.

"Haaa...being a mother is so hard" I’m not even her real mother, but the situation is already this difficult, imagine having real children, maybe I’m lucky not to have children, or maybe the problem is that I’m so perverted that I liked her sucking my milk.

’Well...once or twice won’t hurt...’ My libido lately hasn’t been satisfied, since we’re in the same room, I don’t touch myself or do anything sexual more than a month.

"Damn yanderes, I feel like a horny slut" I mutter irritatedly as I adjust my dress, look what these miserable ones have done to my body and mind.

’Maybe I should look for a psychologist in the next modern world to restore a little of my mental sanity’ It’s not a bad idea, although I’m probably going to be labeled as a lunatic when I start explaining.

"Time to work" I murmur, generating ice on the maid’s dress to form the standard basic armor, I need to defend Beatriz from assassinations while she heals people.

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