Reincarnated as an Instructor in an Adult Game

Chapter 35: You Can Make a Move on Me...

I was having a late tea with Erika and Sister Meiya in the church’s reception room.

The children had already gone to bed because it was late. Well, it was only 10 PM, so it wasn’t exactly bedtime for me. Honestly, I suspect the real reason they went to bed was because I had whispered something to Dill earlier, and it had spread to his older sisters. After all, Dill had been cheerfully dragged away by them.

After that incident, Erika had worked hard to pull herself together and continued the conversation.

We discussed high-quality fabric and thread, hiring escorts for when she goes out to hunt slimes, and having the goods appraised and sold at Marika-san’s flower garden.

When the topic turned to profit distribution, Erika still wasn’t fully convinced by my suggestion, which is why the three of us were now having tea together.

Erika sat with her arms crossed, resting her breasts on them so they swayed slightly as she looked at me with a dissatisfied expression. Sister Meiya rested one hand on her cheek, looking troubled.

"I still cannot accept the idea of not taking any share of the profits," Erika said.

"Look, like I told you before, I want you to prioritize stocking goods for the Suzuya shop."

"But doesn’t that have nothing to do with the distribution?"

"...Wait, you actually have ulterior motives, don’t you?"

I turned my gaze toward Sister Meiya. She looked surprised for a moment, then blushed slightly and averted her eyes in embarrassment.

No, Meiya-san. That’s not the kind of ulterior motive I meant.

I smiled and pointed at the cuff of her monastic habit.

"Meiya-san, you’re quite skilled at embroidery, aren’t you?"

"Eh... yes. We’re trained in it when becoming sisters, and I also sew clothes for the children... Um, what about it?" freewёbnoνel.com

After hearing her answer, I glanced briefly at Erika. She muttered, "No way..." and looked stunned. I continued speaking to Meiya-san, who was tilting her head in confusion, while laughing inwardly.

"Would it be forbidden to sell embroidery that uses church-style patterns?"

"...No, there’s no such prohibition. In fact, if it’s for the sake of the church and the children, I believe God would permit it. ...More importantly, are there really people who want church-style embroidery?"

"I think you’ll understand if you look at Erika."

Meiya-san, who still looked troubled, shifted her gaze to Erika and then let out a surprised, bitter smile. Erika was smiling with lifeless eyes and muttering, "It’ll sell... Of course it’ll sell..."

Come on, Erika. I get how you feel, but we need money, right? You’re no longer a noble. You have to support Elysia-san and the maids, so you need to earn.

Just as Erika said, church-arranged embroidery would definitely sell.

The subtle yet vivid embroidery that sisters casually added to cuffs, handkerchiefs, and aprons was generally known as "church-style." Its foundation came from the basic techniques taught during their training. Surprisingly, there were as many variations as there were sisters. Some patterns might look similar, but the details were completely different.

And among both nobles and commoners, there were many who deeply believed in the church... in God. Simply saying "A sister sewed this" turned it into a branded item.

When I kept looking at Erika, she cleared her throat in embarrassment and began explaining.

Since there was only Meiya-san present, there was no rush. Erika passionately explained that she wanted the finished pillows embroidered and sold as a separate line. Meiya-san, who was skeptical about whether they would sell, listened intently. Finally, Erika told her she would come tomorrow to discuss it with Marika-san and wrapped up the conversation.

As Erika and I stepped outside the church, I was about to close the door when Meiya-san called out from behind.

"Reid-san, thanks to you, I was able to avoid making a mistake. Thank you very much."

"...Meeting you on that main street might have been God’s blessing, don’t you think?"

I wasn’t particularly devout enough to visit the church just to pray, but thinking that way had its own charm. Meiya-san smiled gently at my playful words and bowed her head.

After that, we went outside and saw the three adventurer girls chatting. Incidentally, I caught Erika giving me a sharp side-eye from the corner of my vision.

The three adventurer girls walked a little ahead on the night road at 11 PM. As we headed toward the Suzuya shop, Erika suddenly muttered:

"...It’s about time you made a move on me..."

"...I’m not enough of a beast to attack a woman who isn’t even my girlfriend yet, you know?"

"...I know that."

Erika stopped walking and looked up at me with an embarrassed gaze, silently appealing for something. Even in the darkness, the seductive atmosphere she gave off was stronger than usual.

I stopped as well and asked seriously:

"I’m a 29-year-old old man... Are you sure you won’t regret it?"

"Please don’t insult me. Do you think I haven’t thought this through? I’ve considered everything, agonized over it, made my decision, and this is where I stand."

"...You really are a reliable woman."

"If you think so... then shouldn’t you make sure not to let me go?"

Despite her strong words, her eyes were visibly moist under the light of the nearby streetlamp. When I placed my hands on both her shoulders, she cutely twitched and smiled. As I leaned my face closer, she tightly closed her eyes, so I gave her a light, brushing kiss.

After pulling back slightly, she opened her eyes, touched her lips with her fingers while blushing, and I smiled at her.

"I won’t let you regret it. Will you become my girlfriend?"

"...I gladly accept."

She gave a beautiful, happy smile and bowed gracefully — the proper response of a noblewoman. The scene, illuminated by the faint light of the streetlamp, was breathtakingly beautiful.

Unable to resist, I pulled her waist closer and gave her another light kiss. Erika looked surprised, but then lightly pounded on my chest with her fists while turning her face away in embarrassment.

"You’re moving way too fast!"

"...You’re the one who said I could make a move once we became lovers."

"We-we just became lovers a second ago!"

Seeing Erika puff up cutely while still radiating that seductive charm, I smiled warmly and gently stroked her head. I was careful not to ruin her hairstyle...

At first she looked surprised, but soon she bashfully let me continue.

By the way, the three adventurer girls were watching us from a short distance ahead with big grins on their faces. When Erika noticed, her face turned bright red and she looked down — exactly as expected.