Comirano! SS Bonus (Vol. 1)

A church that worshipped God stood in the town. In this town was a beautiful Sister with pink hair and an exceptionally voluptuous figure.

Her name was Siesta.

"Siesta" meant "the holy sword that served God and slept beside Him" and was a name common among Sisters. There were so many of them—and each Siesta in history had been a beauty without exception—that the name had come to be synonymous with the beloved, admired older sister across generations.

Many men had, unsurprisingly, sought after Siesta then and much the same continued to happen now. But she was a Sister, and she kept her guard firm: "I serve God," she would say, refusing to date anyone and remaining proudly single. The previous Siesta had been no exception; everyone assumed she, too, would stay the unattainable icon and never marry.

Then one day… the previous Siesta had, without anyone noticing, given birth to and raised the present Siesta. The revelation sent shockwaves through the men of the town—who among them had won over that angel? They scurried about, trying to unmask the "culprit," but no one was ever found. In the end they comforted themselves with, "She must be a child of God; that's far better than some unknown man stealing our angel."

 

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"—That's about what I've heard, but is it the truth, Siesta?"

"Oh my, something like that? It's not far off for us apostles of God, is it, fellow Sister?"

Karina, eager to uncover the truth behind those rumors, went straight to the person in question and asked her directly. Well, she didn't particularly care since it'd be fine either way if she refused to answer—this was just a light curiosity of hers.

"It's a secret, but I don't mind telling you, fellow Sister. Just bring me something sweet next time."

"Oh, so you will tell me?"

"You are a fellow Sister, after all. You know how I am a succubus?"

The Sister actually being a succubus was a secret Karina already knew.

"And do you know that, biologically, succubi don't particularly age, right?"

"Oh. So you're immortal."

"I still would die if killed… mm, no, let me correct that. Even if were killed, God would replenish me back to health—so yes, I am effectively immortal."

Ah, Karina understood. With her space magic, she knew that if a body were perfectly preserved, one could make a copy of it. She couldn't say what happened to the soul, but she trusted God would handle that part well.

"But then you might think that the townspeople would grow suspicious, no? They'd think I'm some kind of monster—and since I truly am a succubus, they'd be right."

"Indeed… Ah, so you've been pretending it's a mother-daughter succession as if passing the torch."

"Yes. Exactly, fellow Sister. You're so clever and wise—here, here."

"Ehehe, I got praised."

Being pat on the head by Siesta, Karina grinned.

"Oh—and yes, I literally gave birth to myself. I even showed everyone my pregnant belly."

"Really? But it's still the same Siesta, right?"

"Yes. We share one consciousness. The child I bore was still me."

"That's beyond my comprehension… tell me more!"

"Perhaps it'll be clearer if I were to call for 'Mother'? One moment—she'll be out soon."

After a short pause, a more mature Sister—Madame Siesta—appeared from the back of the church. Side by side, the two Siestas smiled at Karina, identical in every way except age.

""This is how it works—do you understand, fellow Sister?""

"Whoa… ah, yeah, I think I get it—maybe?"

"We can move separately, of course—" "—we can alternate—" "—like this—" ""—or talk simultaneously.""

"Whoa!! I—I get it! I get it… ahhh, that's incredible…"

The two Siestas whispered into Karina's ears, one on each side, and her knees went weak.

Satisfied, Madame Siesta returned to the back of the church.

"Haah, haah… that sent shivers down my spine. So it really is like a split. As befits God's Sister…"

"Yes. The term 'split' is quite fitting. Let's call it that from now on."

Siesta nodded in agreement.

"By the way, back to your original question: I use the spiritual energy gathered from everyone in town to create my 'next self.' So if you ask who the father is, I'd say, 'All those who were enamored with me at that time.'"

It was the succubus's way—feeding on lust to reproduce. Siesta had expected Karina to recoil in disgust, but instead—

"What—that's the crystallization of everyone's love. Like a big lump of affection."

Karina's statement caused Siesta's eyes to widen in surprise.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. You're such a romantic, fellow Sister—it's the first time anyone's ever said it so beautifully."

"Really? Being both the admired older sister and the child… isn't that wonderful?"

At those words, Siesta recalled how the men of the town had shown her "daughter" a gentler kindness than mere lust—though a few had less pure intentions.

"… I felt a bit happy there, so how about some of my special honey candies?"

"Really? Yay! Thank you, Siesta—I love you!"

Karina exclaimed. It was rare to see Siesta blush, but her pink hair and veil hid her reddened ears.