Tonight, once again, he yearned for her purification.

It had been an unhappy life.

Despite possessing the power of purification, Irene was deemed the lowest rank, never having received anyone’s love or acceptance in her short life. Even in her final moments, she died alone and lonely, yet, strangely, she found herself back in the past.

And not just any past, but right before meeting her husband, Michael, the man she had ruined.

‘This is the first mistake I must correct in this life. That is… not getting involved with Michael.’

*

However, Michael seems peculiar.

“I… I need you. Please purify me.”

He asked for purification first.

A paladin, this holy man, comes to me every night.

“Irene. My pair. My wife. Tonight, I want to be cleansed by you. Long and slow.”

You were definitely a paladin in a previous life who wouldn’t even lay a finger on me, right?