He has a request

The longer you feel the pair of eyes on your exposed backside, the greater urge you feel to get this finished! It’s not as if you haven’t become adjusted to stares during your naked week here, but what Ignatz is doing is different. It’s as if his eyes are studying every inch of you. And not just your bare ass either, but your legs and your back. The hot soup against your face isn’t the only reason why it’s warm right now.

Eventually you finish cooking and you’re more than looking forward to finally escaping the embarrassing stare.

It’s too bad that you’re **** to rid yourself of your only cover in a long time now that you finished. For some reason, whoever or whatever trapped you in this game can’t even show you enough mercy to let you wear an apron outside of cooking!

A cool breeze returns to your front as you slide the apron off your body and you’re quick to grab the two bowls of soup, returning to the table Ignatz is sitting at and sliding him one of your rushed, but still impressive bowls. “Here you go.”

“Oh thank you! It looks very delicious.” For the first time in a while, Ignatz’s stare leaves you and you sigh in relief. You sit down on the seat across from him and effectively cover up a majority of your body thanks to the table. Of course your breasts still hang out in the open in Ignatz’s vision should he look up again, but there’s not much you can do about that.

You lift the soup and eat it with the bowl around the position of your nipples, so you can at least have a little bit of privacy while you eat!

“Would you mind if I draw you? In the state of dress you’re in now?”

Hearing these words so suddenly, you nearly **** on your soup. “What?”

“Oh, feel free to decline of course! I don’t intend to make you feel uncomfortable or do anything you don’t want to do.” Ignatz backtracks nervously to the point where you feel guilty for your reaction.

“Why…why would you want to draw me?”

“Your body…I was, well…observing it. Respectfully. And I couldn’t help but be reminded of the goddess.” Ignatz’s gaze returns to your boobs as he says this and you squirm uncomfortably. “I don’t know what she looks like of course, but imagining it…I hold a personal belief that it resembles your own figure.”

If you recall correctly, many characters in this game hold the goddess in high esteem, including Ignatz. For him to compare you to that…your blush grows stronger. You never really considered your body to be anything special, even as you flaunt it to just about everyone in this monastery.

“Art is a hobby of mine, if you could even call it that.” Ignatz takes your silence as a sign to continue. “I would be honored if you would model for me. Of course, I would understand if you didn’t want to. You’ll have to pose as you are and I’m nothing but a novice.”

Your mind flashes back to the book you read in the library earlier. Isn’t this a similar scenario give or take? You already related with the woman in the novel from a naked in front of a man standpoint, but you never thought you would relate to her this much!

You want to flat out deny the request. How long would Ignatz have to stare at your naked body to paint an entire picture? You almost exploded from embarrassment at him doing so for a little bit earlier!

But you’ll also feel bad if you decline the request flat out. Ignatz was so kind with his compliments and you know he has no perverted intentions whatsoever.

What will you do?