A quaint little village lay in the heart of the world of Celestia, nestled amidst lush green fields and rolling hills.
The hardworking and simple villagers lived in wooden huts with thatched roofs and tended to their farms and livestock with care. They were a tight-knit community, and everyone knew everyone else by na.
As the harvest season approached, the villagers began preparations for their annual harvest festival.
They decorated the streets with colourful banners and bunting, and the air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread and roasted at. Tonight was the big night as the villagers gathered in the town square around a massive bonfire.
The fire crackled and roared, sending sparks flying into the night sky. Children danced around the bonfire, their faces painted with bright colours, while adults indulged in hot cider and ale mugs.
In the centre of the square, a group of musicians played lively tunes on their instrunts, and the villagers danced with abandon. Platters of roasted ats, bowls of steaming soup, and fresh fruit and vegetables piled high on tables around the bonfire.
As the night wore on, the festivities continued, and the villagers celebrated the bounty of their harvest with great enthusiasm.
They thanked the goddess for her blessings and prayed for good crops in the year to co blissful and ignorant to the outside world; amidst the joy and revelry, the little village glowed with warmth and light, a beacon of hope and happiness in a world that was often dark and dangerous.
In the centre of the village as the festivities were in full swing, was a young male, dancing with his partner like most others his age.
His hair was an uncommon black, with focused amber eyes, the woman also with black hair and blue eyes was not an exceptional beauty and was a little plump, but her breasts were large, and she was wearing a skimpy dress as they clung to each other's bodies illuminated by the bonfire's fla.
'Why is he dancing with another girl!?' A blond-haired priestess stood on the sidelines, her eyes a beautiful blue as they watched helplessly as her childhood friend and secret crush danced the final dance with another girl, her hand holding the special corsage given to the male of their choice for the dance as her hands shook with anger and sadness.
'Tomorrow I leave... for weeks... and he chose to dance with Letty?'
Her eyes moved towards the adults around her, all eating aged at cured with berries and apricot while enjoying their beeze honey ad.
Finally, this year she turned 21, the legal age to enjoy alcohol for a priestess.
A pair of delicate hands holding a small wooden cup with a small chip on the lip as she sipped the sweet honey ad, her cheeks slightly red.
'Why... you idiot....! I even wore my best dress for you...'
Irina watched with jealous eyes as she watched the other couples dancing at a romantic pace, the slow beat of the music resounded in her chest as she bit her lip, seeing Letty's body and face move closer to Toshiro, but he didn't look flustered or back away causing Irina's heart to ache.
Her hair, like the morning sun, began to sway as she played with her two fluffy twin tails, the white priestess cap on her head almost falling off, as her clear blue eyes, like the ocean, twinkled with a wet look, focused on the distant bonfire fla and the boy she liked since being young kissing another girl.
Her vision blurred as she wiped her face with the white and black sleeves, sniffling as she gulped down the rest of her ad, quickly grabbing another cup, and sitting on a wooden stool, her eyes glaring at the males trying to approach her for the last dance that would soon end
'He didn't break the dance and co back to ... I told him... we promised to dance together.'
Irina couldn't help but clench her fist's together, a golden glow surrounding her body, gritting her teeth. The tears in her eyes transford into gentle light and fluttering around her body as the aura of her body made her hair sway like a t-shirt caught in a storm.
The music began to die, and couples ford tonight would usually spend more ti together, but the boy who danced with Letty dashed over to Irina, his face covered with lip marks and light sweat.
"Hey... what's with the grim face Irina? You look like you'll cry, and your holy mana will passa passa!"
She didn't answer at first, trying to take a deep breath before she looked at him with her watery eyes.
'What do you an, might cry? I am crying now and have been! Insensitive idiot!'
"Why did you dance with Letty?"
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Irina felt stunned by his ignorance, but was it ignorance? She tried to justify his actions, wanting to forgive him, but this was their last ever festival here. Maybe he just wanted to get a reaction from her.
From tomorrow everything would change; she would be taken to Fallon Town to asses her quality as the Saintess after they discovered the [Hero Factor] in Toshiro after he killed several wolves last week.
She was irritated but couldn't do anything. He was the boy she had liked for years!
"Because you killed a few wolves, you think you're amazing now? Stupid Toshiro!"
Her hands hamred against his chest but didn't intend to hurt him, soothing for the boy as he smiled, looking away with a blushing face.
"Hmph, I see just a dance... just a dance! I'll dance with another man when I go to Fallon! See if you like it when so handso man kisses , touching my ass! Even taking to bed! Hmph!"
She didn't an the words, but she wanted him to beco angry, jealous and suddenly chase her when she left. Her heart was racing like a deer being attacked, yet Toshiro seed unphased as if nothing would ever happen, so infallible confidence supporting his actions and mind.
"Just wait!" Irina pouted, her mind turning to the festival as it began to end entirely; the bonfire was doused, and too was her last chance to dance with him before supper.
He chose Letty. Thus, she beca upset.
anwhile, Toshiro looked at the jealous Irina and felt confident in himself; there was no image of her ever speaking to another guy, so how could she suddenly dance and kiss another man, let alone do those lewd things?
'She hasn't even let kiss her... But the jealous Irina is cute... Let's tease her!'
Toshiro was confident in the strength of their relationship.
Thus, he made a fatal error trying to hide his attraction to her breasts and ass. He said sothing he didn't an but used a severe tone, causing this mont and night to be burned into Irina's chest, causing her to feel a sense of despair and fear that one day he might leave her for another girl.
"Irina, who would want to dance with soone as fat as you? Haha. Look at your huge tits like a minotaur with lots of milk!"
Toshiro was a bit of an idiot when it ca to emotional things.
Hence he didn't realise that his hidden desire and attraction to her huge tits and this comnt hurt Irina significantly as she always worried they might sag, or he preferred smaller ones.
Thus she dashed away with tears down her cheeks and her heart in pain.
"Stupid! Fat!? I'll show you Fat! Just wait... Toshiro!"
He watched her running away, the swaying of her ass and breasts in the priestess gown causing his small package to bulge, his mind unable to wait for the mont she beca an official [Saintess] and he, the [Hero] then he could marry her under the blessing of Celestia and Celestina her descendant!
'Don't worry... Everything will work out... I will earn money and buy you a ring....'
Tomorrow she would leave this small village forever on a journey to Fallon town, then stay there until she was ordained the [Saintess], and he would soon follow after the knight captain arrived from the capital of [Celifan] in three weeks.
Tomorrow she and the head priestess would journey to Fallon for the regular eting.
"Irina doesn't have the guts to do anything; she's liked since we were kids... when I beco stronger, I'll fulfil our promise!"
The boy's body began to glow with a blue aura, a sign that the boy's complete awakening as the [Hero] was not far away.
Before he noticed, Letty moved towards him and began to pull him to the paired al that all pairs that danced together would eat, while Irina would eat in the unselected area, alone and without the ability to speak with him before she left.
Because the festivities would only end well into the late morning!
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