The Priest of Complete Dispel ~ Every Time I Save a Cursed Beautiful Girl with My Status Abnormal Cure Skill, For Some Reason Her Dependence on Me Maxes Out ~ - Chapter 44.2: Seira's Condition
Chapter 44.2: Seira’s Condition
But Shu knew—because Iris had sneaked into this room yesterday and used <Appraisal> on her.
“Shu, stop lying. When you saw the chart yesterday, you were surprised too, were you not?”
Mariel said sharply. But Shu shook his head with a serious gaze.
“Mariel… Sorry, but could you leave the room?”
“What—”
“Please, I want to talk with Seira alone.”
Realizing from his expression that he was not joking, Mariel pondered for a moment—and let out a small sigh.
“…Understood. In recognition of your efforts yesterday, I permit thirty seconds.”
“That is too short!”
“Then… five minutes.”
“Yes, that is enough.”
With that, Mariel headed to the door and quietly left the room.
“This is my house to begin with… Why are you deciding who comes and goes?”
“Well, do not worry about the small things… What I am about to say is serious. I do not know if you will believe me, but it is the truth.”
“Hmph.”
Seira on the bed turned her face toward the window, but her ears caught Shu’s words. She seemed to reject him, yet somewhere in it mixed a hint of expectation.
Shu took a deep breath and began.
“Seira. The abnormality in your body—that is not a disease… It is a curse.”
“…Wha… what…? A curse?”
Faced with the shocking declaration, Seira could only react.
“Why I know this, I cannot say in detail right now. But I do know for certain. And that curse is—called the ‘Withered Blood Curse’.”
“…………”
Seira fell silent, but without denying, she waited for Shu’s words.
“The ‘Withered Blood Curse’ has an activation condition. It activates when the last descendant of the bloodline passes the age of twenty without having a child. In other words, this curse… was set up to sever your bloodline.”
He did not know how long ago it had been implanted. It might not even have been cast directly on Seira.
But if it had nothing to do with her, then it was completely unfair. She herself had done nothing wrong.
“Haha, hahaha! Hahahahaha!!”
Suddenly, Seira burst into laughter. Laughter to the point of tears. Mockery, despair, or resignation—Shu could not read it.
“So, it has finally come… Ah, of course it has, of course. This filthy bloodline is unnecessary to the royal family, after all!!”
“…Royal family?”
Shu’s thoughts stopped. It was a word he had not anticipated at all.
“I am a descendant from hundreds of years ago, from a concubine of the king of Einfilia at that time. I am one of her descendants.”
“…!”
“Just because it is royal blood, those around me arbitrarily treat me as special. It is only natural that there are people who see this non-direct bloodline as an eyesore.”
“Has… something like this happened before?”
“Yes. That is why I distanced myself from the royal family on my own and sought refuge in the church. The church is comfortable… Unlike the royal family, it looks at me equally. It valued my abilities and even made me a temple knight.”
What she spoke of was the loneliness and past she had carried.
Behind that noble appearance lay a burden far beyond Shu’s imagination.
“…Then, is that Alaster a member of the royal family?”
He had called him pig uncle. Shu had thought he was a blood relative—but—
“Heh, you and that Mariel person really know nothing…”
“Huh?”
“I have no relatives now, nor parents. …The one who took in such a me was that pig uncle… Hence, there is no blood relation.”
“You do not call him father…”
“If I were to treat him as my real daughter, unnecessary trouble would rain down on the pig uncle. To avoid that, we have not even done adoption. Even so, he raised me.”
There was no lie in that. Though not connected by blood, he was a definite family to her.
At those words, Shu could not help but overlap it a little with his own circumstances.
“…So, is the talk over? Did you enjoy telling me the truth of the curse and cornering me?”
“You are quite twisted… But I suppose it cannot be helped if you think that.”
Shu took one step toward Seira.
And he told her.
“—I can lift your curse.”
With that one sentence, the air changed.
“…What?”
Seira’s complexion changed, and she rose from the bed while spitting out ragged breaths.
Then, she grabbed the sword hanging on the wall and pointed it at Shu.
“You bastard, do you intend to mock me further!!”
“Idiot! Inside the room! Do not swing that sword around!!”
The sword stroke clad in anger was terribly sharp, despite her poor condition.
Shu desperately dodged it repeatedly while screaming in his mind.
Damn, at this rate, I will really get cut…!
Feeling apologetic, yet resolved, Shu activated <Paralysis>.
“Wha… My body…!”
“Sorry, Seira. But hear me out until the end.”
He supported her as she became unable to move from the numbness and laid her on the bed.
“I really can lift the curse. So just wait a little—”
Shu held his hand over Seira’s Withered Blood Curse and pictured the treatment method in his mind.
“What… is this…!?”
…He had known. He had known all along.
A curse related to death would, no matter how one thought about it, demand a high difficulty requirement—
What was instructed was a method that was hardly something one could say to another person.
— “For three days, insert a finger into the anus and massage it.”
Faced with the utterly absurd curse-lifting condition, Shu could not help but clutch his head.
Th-this is total super perverted anal dilation!!





































