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bab 12.

Sebastian becoming a priest was not his choice. Everyone said it was God's choice. He had lived in the temple since he was born, even before his memory began.

He didn't know his birth or parents. He was told that he had been here for nine years, so he guessed that his age was around that much.

Someone picked up a dying lump of flesh, orphaned in the alleyway of the slums, and brought him here. He was told that he was picked up here.

Whenever he was beaten by the high priests, he was told that someone had picked him up, fed him, clothed him, and let him live, all according to God's will. He was told that he had to repay that will.

Was that repayment absolute obedience? He had to follow to live, and he, still young, was not in a position to choose death. He didn't have the guts or courage to do so.

They said that dying was returning to God's bosom. They said that even living like this was God's choice. He wondered if anything would be better if he died. He only had such self-deprecating thoughts.

The temple was not in good shape. Even a young child had to work to eat and stay here.

Except for Bible study time and a few hours of prayer, he mostly took care of the temple's chores or went out to the vineyard.

After working hard under the scorching sun, the faces of the young apprentice priests were tanned and ashy, making them look even more pitiful.

Sebastian was not affected, so he was often targeted when the priests were in a bad mood. He was beaten for being lazy because he had a handsome face.

And yet, on days like today when guests came from outside, Sebastian was always drafted. He was the lowest in the temple, but he had the most handsome appearance.

It was a natural decision for the image of the temple, but Sebastian found it very embarrassing.

After work, he was beaten for doing things that were only convenient for him, ostracized, and given more difficult tasks. In the end, it was a vicious cycle.

"Whew."

He was walking down the long corridor with a tray holding a glass of wine.

He heard that the temple had a new sponsor. He was told that he was chosen because of the sponsor's visit.

He felt dizzy at the thought of being beaten up again, but he couldn't refuse.

The temple, usually quiet, was quite busy. Unlike the tight budget, the temple maintained its superficial dignity.

That's why they don't make such a fuss about a decent amount of sponsorship, but the sponsor who came today was Marquis Abbott, a big shot.

Abbott was a big shot in the empire and a fairly famous businessman. If such a person became the temple's sponsor, it would not be an ordinary amount.

During the morning prayer time, the chief priest gathered the priests and told them not to make any mistakes.

Sebastian also wore a neat priest's robe, unlike usual. It was borrowed from a priest much taller than him, so it was long and loose, but it looked quite neat compared to his usual shabby attire.

His job was to bring the wine that Marquis Abbott would taste and to announce the name of the wine.

Sebastian was nervous, licking his dry lips with his tongue, and repeating in his head what he had to do today.

He had to memorize not only the difficult wine names but also their flavors. He had seen grapes to the point of being dizzy, but he didn't know what they would become when they became wine.

He was told that Marquis Abbott was in the chief priest's office at the end of the corridor. The office was just around the corner now. Sebastian stopped for a moment and took a deep breath.

'Don't shake. You've memorized it over a hundred times. You can do it.'

As he encouraged himself and turned the corner, a girl in a fancy dress was peeking in front of the office door.

'What's going on here?'

She was a girl who looked about his age. She was as pretty as a well-made porcelain doll with her dark hair neatly braided.

'I have to go in there. What should I do?'

The introverted Sebastian couldn't even think of asking, and hesitated for a moment.

If he waited for the girl to leave, Marquis Abbott and the chief priest would be waiting for him.

He guessed he'll just ignore her and go in.

He walked, awkwardly looking around, when suddenly the girl greeted him.

"Hello?"

Startled, Sebastian tripped over his long robe and fell, dropping the tray without realizing it.

Crash-

The wine glass shattered, spilling its contents all over the floor.

“....”

Sebastian scrambled to clean up the mess, his gaze rising in a daze. A young girl, drenched in wine, stared down at him with a bewildered expression.

“What a dramatic entrance,” she remarked with an unreadable expression.

“...I'm, I'm so sorry. I'm terribly sorry. I deserve to die.”

Judging from her noble demeanor, Sebastian prostrated himself on the floor and apologized profusely.

“What's all this commotion?”

The door opened, revealing the startled High Priest and the Marquis Abbott seated on the sofa.

“T, This is. Lady Abbott, are you alright?”

Even the High Priest's usually calm voice trembled with worry.

'If she's Lady Abbott, then she must be the Marquis Abbott’s…?'

Sebastian's face paled as he realized the girl's identity.

“Sebastian! You, you were so careless…!”

The High Priest's roar echoed in his ears.

“....”

He was dead. Frozen with fear, Sebastian couldn't utter a word.

He had made an irreparable mistake with the Marquis Abbott’s precious daughter.

His only daughter, drenched in wine. And it was all the fault of a lowly apprentice priest.

This was not a matter that could be resolved with a simple beating or confinement to the prayer room for fasting and prayer.

Sebastian wished he could just die painlessly.

“Sarah, what on earth… Are you hurt?”

The Marquis Abbott rushed to his daughter's side, his concern evident.

He seemed worried not only about the wine but also about the glass shards scattered on the floor.

“I'm fine. I'm not hurt at all.”

“How could this happen!”

“It was my fault. I was bored and startled him. Hehe.”

The girl laughed without a care, her tone devoid of any malice.

“I didn't know you were such a scaredy-cat.”

She didn't forget to tease Sebastian with a mischievous smile.

“I apologize. He’s still a young apprentice priest and clumsy… we’ve greatly disrespected the young lady.”

The High Priest bowed repeatedly, sweat dripping down his forehead.

“No, it's not his fault. She's so reckless that I assigned her a maid, but she must have lost her again and wandered around on her own.”

“Even so, he was so careless. I'm truly sorry. I will summon this apprentice priest and reprimand him severely.”

It was the first time Sebastian had seen the High Priest grovel so abjectly.

He recalled a recent incident where a lower-ranking priest who had made a grave mistake with a high-ranking noble was beaten to death and cast out, becoming half-mad.

Let alone a priest, Sebastian was just an apprentice. The punishment would be far worse.

“…May I, may I be the one to reprimand him?”

The girl asked with a sly smile. It was a request for permission, but it was clear to everyone that it was not a request at all.

“Yes?”

“After all, this child has wronged me, not the High Priest. It was my dress that was ruined, and I almost got hurt. If he is to be punished, I believe I should be the one to decide.”

The response was quite witty.

"...Sarah."

"Y-yes?"

Marquis Abbott called her name as if he were scolding her, but the High Priest seemed to think it was a good opportunity to curry favor.

Without a moment's hesitation, he readily handed over the authority to decide Sebastian's punishment.

"Lady Abbott is truly brilliant. Hearing your words, I think there is some reason to it."

There was nothing like praising one's child to brighten the other person's mood. The High Priest praised Sarah with determination.

With an ally on her side, Sarah became even more emboldened.

"Father, please don't stop me. This is my favorite dress."

"...."

"I want to try it. Please? If you just leave this to me, I won't cause any trouble and I'll wait quietly."

Sarah clasped her hands together and narrowed her eyes prettily. Marquis Abbott sighed faintly, as if he couldn't win, and waved his hand.

"First, go to Emily and see about the clothes. Make sure you handle it in a way that doesn't cause trouble."

"Hehe. Thank you, Father!"

Sarah ran to Marquis Abbott, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the cheek. A faint smile appeared on Marquis Abbott’s face, which had been trembling with anxiety.

"You idiot. Go and follow your punishment. If you're told to kneel, kneel, and if you're told to be beaten, be beaten. Understand?"

The High Priest, who had been smiling contentedly with him, lifted Sebastian up and whispered sharply in his ear.

"...."

Sebastian's toes froze stiffly.

"Follow me."

Whether he liked it or not, Sarah walked briskly ahead.

Sebastian followed her with heavy steps, like livestock being dragged to the slaughterhouse.

All the way as he followed her, his whole body trembled with fear. This was because he thought it wouldn't make much difference whether he was punished by the temple or by a high-ranking noble.

"Hey, I'm Sarah Abbott. What's your name?"

"S-Sebastian, my lady."

He replied, dropping his head to the floor.

Now she's going to tell him to lick her shoes? Or maybe crawl on the floor on all fours, or strip naked and be whipped?

Sebastian swallowed dryly, imagining the worst possible scenario he could think of.

It wasn't an exaggeration. A low-ranking priest like him was no different from a slave, especially to a high-ranking priest like the High Priest.

"I want to change clothes. Do you have any spare clothes?"

"Y-yes? Clothes?"

"Yes. Emily is busy with confession. She threatened to kick me out if I didn't confess everything I did wrong to her in detail."

It seemed that he had seriously offended a strange noblewoman. Sebastian felt dizzy and hung his head.

"S-should I confess too, my lady?"

"You're off the hook. Where are your clothes? I'm feeling itchy."

"If you don't mind wearing my clothes, in my d-dormitory..."

"Alright. Lead the way."

***

The precious young lady of Abbott was truly impossible to control.

She usually wore such luxurious dresses, yet she had no qualms about wearing such shabby clothes.

"This is so comfortable."

Sebastian looked at Sarah, who was giggling in his clothes, with curious eyes.

She couldn't even take off her wine-soaked dress by herself. He had been worried about being rude again, so he had kept his eyes averted while struggling to undo the countless buttons and strings, but she was so happy to be wearing the clothes of a lowly apprentice priest that he was relieved.

"...Umm, my lady."

"Yes?"

"Aren't you going to punish me?"

He asked cautiously, wondering why she had brought him here to scold him when she didn't seem interested in scolding him.

"What kind of punishment do you want to receive?"

Sarah asked back with a playful smirk.

"T-that's, that's, because I was ordered to follow your will."

"Then just do as you're told. I thought you had a particular preference for corporal punishment."

Was she not in the mood to scold?

She just kept smiling and wouldn't reveal her true intentions. It was this very point that made Sebastian even more nervous.

"T-that's, that's, it doesn't feel like punishment right now. I thought you had forgiven me..."

"Who said that? Who said I forgave you?"

Her eyes narrowed sharply, like a kitten's.

"I'll gladly accept any punishment, so please give me a proper punishment..."

"Don't worry. Playing with me is the punishment."

"...T-that's the punishment?"

"Yeah. Everyone says it's hard to play with me."

She scratched her cheek with a bashful smile. Sebastian blinked slowly at her somewhat absurd statement.

"Father is too busy, and Ethan is tired of following me around. Emily says she feels like her lifespan is getting shorter because of me?"

"......"

"How about you? Are you having a hard time right now?"

No, it can't be hard.

He still didn't know her true intentions, and he was nervous about making a mistake.

For Sebastian, who had imagined being kicked out in the worst-case scenario, it was a blessing to have her play with him. He was incredibly embarrassed.

"It's okay. But, my lady, are you really not hurt?"

"No. You were the one who was hurt, not me."

"I'm not hurt."

"I saw it."

Sarah approached him and lifted his sleeve.

"You're hurt here."

As she said, there were purple bruises on his thin wrist. Sarah stared at his wrist as if she were observing it.

Perhaps because his skin was pale, there were bruises of various sizes and colors scattered here and there, yellow, blue, and brown.

It meant that the bruises were not from one incident. Sarah’s eyes sank heavily as she noticed this.

"Ah, it's from before."

"…."

Sebastian bit his lower lip tightly, embarrassed as if his secret had been discovered.

"Who hit you?"

"No one."

"What do you mean, no one? Should I stop them from doing it?"

"Why would you, my lady?"

Was it too much interference? He, who had been obedient all along, raised his voice slightly and asked back.

Is she pitying him because of this? If she wanted to blame him, she could just hit him or torment him. Why the misplaced sympathy?

What does she know? How far can she go?

No matter how ignorant a noble lady she was, she couldn't meddle in something she couldn't take responsibility for.

"Well." Whether Sebastian was wary of her kindness or not, Sarah smiled with a playful face. "As you saw earlier, I like to abuse my power."

"Power?"

"Yes. I don't like pretty things like you to be ruined."

What a terrible thing to say.

She replied in a light tone, as if she were talking about a toy. And she pulled out a handkerchief from the pouch she was carrying and handed it to him.

"Here, a gift."

"What is this?"

"Can't you tell by looking? It's a handkerchief. Show it to the kids who bully you."

"This handkerchief?"

"Yes. The Abbott family's crest is embroidered on it."

Sarah showed him the corner of the handkerchief as if she were boasting.

"Tell them that I'll beat them all up if they bully you again."

She said with a noble face and a rather arrogant tone. Sebastian stared at her in amazement and then burst into laughter without realizing it.

"Are you laughing?"

"Ah, no. It's just..."

"You saw it earlier. My father can't disobey me. Your High Priest can't disobey my father."

She smiled triumphantly.

"Who is the most powerful person here?"

Sarah pointed to herself with her index finger at the same time as she asked the question. It was truly remarkable confidence.

What makes her so confident to the point of being shameless?

Is it her natural disposition? Or do all those who grow up in a noble house with plenty of love become like that?

"My arm hurts. Hurry."

He took the handkerchief in a daze and followed her, but stopped in front of the chapel.

"You said you wanted to play."

"Yes. Are we going to play here?"

"How?"

Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected suggestion to play in the chapel where prayers were offered.

"Are you good at praying?"

"What?"

"You're a priest, so you're good at it, right?"

Sarah grabbed his hand without warning and opened the door of the chapel and went inside.

The chapel was empty. It was only natural, as there was no regular service due to the visit of Marquis Abbott.

She plopped down on the long chapel chair and patted the seat next to her as if to tell him to sit down.

Sebastian sat down next to her without saying a word, keeping a slight distance.

"Move a little closer to me."

"…."

"Hurry. I hate repeating myself. Did you forget that you're being punished?"

Sebastian, startled by her raised eyebrows, moved closer.

"Will you teach me how to pray?"

"Pray?"

"Yes. I have a wish. I thought I'd try it since I'm at the temple."

She had been acting playful all along, so he didn't know, but he suddenly became speechless when she asked him with a serious face.

Even someone who seems to have everything has a wish.

Then again, you have to have something to know what you want.

He, who had never had anything, only wished to endure.

"Does it look strange?"

"Ah, no."

"It must’ve seemed strange. To be honest, I've never not been able to get what I wanted. But there are things in the world that don't go as you want, or that you can't do anything about."

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She was confused. He was the one who performed the exorcism wholeheartedly, so did he have to cry like this?

"Huk, sob."

No, shouldn't she comfort him at this point?

Seeing him sob with a childish face, she felt like she should hug him and pat him on the back until he calmed down.

He bit his lip so hard that it turned red, and he covered his mouth with a handkerchief. He breath rapidly, and the ripples spread like waves, growing stronger.

Was it her imagination? The sound of water hitting the floor seemed to be getting faster and faster.

"Ha, Sarah, Sarah Abbott. Hngh, sob."

He finally closed his eyes tightly, his eyes wet with tears. The violent ripples overflowed onto the bathroom floor before gradually subsiding.

What’s this? It's not like he's truly crying...

Should she say he doesn't look sad at all?

Not long after, he took his trembling hands out of the water and examined them. The pale, delicate fingertips were covered in a sticky liquid.

"...."

In the end, all her worries about him faded away because of that last scene.

She had just realized that what he was so passionate about while calling her name was none other than masturbation.

'He's crazy. It's my first time seeing a man masturbate like that.'

Sarah was so surprised by the somewhat shocking scene that she covered her mouth.

'...He acted so dignified.'

She knew that even priests would have desires, but for that name to come out of those noble lips... It couldn't help but be a bit shocking.

And that lace handkerchief was obviously for women.

'...Isn't it hers?'

Well, it's a personal matter, so she guess it's better to pretend she didn't see it. She carefully closed the door and tried to pretend to be asleep.

[System: Warning! You cannot stop exploring the 'bathroom'.]

With a short warning, creak-

The bathroom door, oblivious to her presence, slowly opened inward.

"...."

In an instant, her eyes met Sebastian's as he looked towards the door. His face flushed instantly.

"I'm, I'm sorry. I thought you were calling me desperately..."

Sebastian's flushed face hardened. He was startled to see the handkerchief in his hand and quickly crumpled it into his hand.

What should she do? What should she say to fix this? They had just formed a strong bond(?) through the exorcism, and it seemed like it had all gone down the drain because of the masturbation.

For now, she should apologize for interrupting his private time. Just as she was about to prostrate herself…

"...I was praying in the holy water for your recovery."

"...Yes?"

"You should get dressed and leave."

What a ridiculous excuse. He was so shameless.

He prayed for her?

After calling her name while masturbating? What kind of excuse is that? It was absurd.

She thought it was a little strange when he inserted the dildo as a holy object. But now, he's gone so far as to masturbate and call it prayer.

Her apologetic feelings vanished completely at his shameless attitude. And she felt a strange sense of anger rising.

"That's a wonderful prayer, isn't it?"

"...Yes?"

"Praying naked in the holy water. Calling my name and even shaking your penis. Did you squeeze out your sem*n at the end to make it even more effective?"

"…."

Sebastian's face turned pale as she hit the nail on the head. Sarah didn't miss the opportunity and pushed him to the edge.

"I should tell Father. That the High Priest has worked so hard for me."

“…I was wrong.”

Sebastian, overwhelmed by the situation, bowed his head and confessed his guilt obediently.

“You were praying? What did you do wrong?”

“I committed a grave offense against you. Please forgive me.”

“What do you want me to forgive?”

She pressed him with a dry face, cold as frost.

“You used the toy as a sacred object?”

“That’s….”

“You scolded me like a horny child and even spanked my butt. You masturbated secretly while calling my name?”

“…Even with ten mouths, I have nothing to say.”

He seemed to be apologizing for his mistakes, but she couldn't forgive him at all.

Even if she considered the holy water, the spanking, and the rebuke for being obscene, it was still absurd that he would do such a lewd thing after refusing penetration and putting up a wall.

“Give me what’s in your hand.”

Now that things had come to this, Sarah decided to pursue the matter to the end.

“…Yes?”

“I said give it to me because I have something to check.”

Sebastian remained silent, his lips tightly pursed.

Seeing that he was trying to hide something, it seemed there was something he didn't want her to find out. Since she could guess what it was, she wanted to confirm it.

“If you’re going to hide it to the end, I’ll assume you have no intention of apologizing to me.”

As Sarah glared at him, he reluctantly reached out his handkerchief, averting his gaze.

She snatched the handkerchief and examined it carefully. It was a lace handkerchief with the Abbott family’s crest embroidered on it. It was definitely Sarah Abbott’s.

“Why on earth do you have my handkerchief?”

When she asked abruptly, he stopped for a moment before lowering his head. Sarah waited silently for an answer, observing his expression closely.

He slowly raised his head.

After a long silence, as if he were thinking on his words to confirm them, he still had a pale face.

“If I have it…”

He couldn't finish his sentence and exhaled deeply before asking self-deprecatingly.

“…I guess it wasn’t okay.”

What? His attitude was completely different from when he had confessed his guilt obediently earlier.

She thought he would say things like, “I committed an unforgivable sin,” or “I was crazy for a moment.”

She thought he would react in a very common-sense way, as he had done until now.

His unexpectedly sharp reaction made her feel a little awkward.

“Well, that’s because you’re doing something very personal with it.”

It was the same when explaining the reason.

“….”

His gaze, which had been wavering, unable to find its focus, suddenly sank heavily.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he looked straight into her eyes and opened his mouth.

“I’ll take my punishment.”

“Punishment?”

She asked incredulously, unable to believe her ears. Sebastian seemed to have already made up his mind.

“Yes. Instead, I would like lady to punish me, not Marquis Abbott.”

“Me?”

“It’s a wrong I committed against you. Please personally give me a fitting punishment.”

A fitting punishment. From Sarah’s point of view, it was a good thing.

She had been racking her brain over not being able to complete the mission, but now he was asking her to choose the punishment. This was like a golden opportunity to escape the second floor.

Her cheekbones twitched with excitement, but she pretended not to care.

“Are you really okay with any punishment?”

“Yes. So, Sarah Abbott.”

Sebastian’s lips curved into a long smile.

“Please scold me harshly.”

[smokedust]

I'm not sure if this play was planned in advance, but it's clear that the person who planned it was a pervert.

"I think I've seen enough of the closet."

Even though she was this far behind, she still haven't found the most important piece of evidence.

As with the other floors, her top priority is to find the "fragment of Sarah's diary" that could be a clue to the case.

Maybe it's in the bookshelf. Sarah turned her eyes to the large bookshelf filled with books.

[System: Starting the search of the 'Holy Bookshelf'.]

Perhaps because it was a 'purification room', unlike 'Sarah's room', which was full of obscene adult novels, it was filled with religious books that were not at all her taste.

Perhaps Marquis Abbott created both the chapel and this room in the hope that his daughter would come to her senses a little.

'Let's pick out the titles that seem relevant one by one.'

Anyway, the items that provide clues to the game were set up so that a system window would pop up the moment Sarah picked them up.

Sarah spotted a title that caught her eye and promptly pulled it out.

[System: Do you want to see the item 'Night of the Unholy Temple'?

>Yes/No]

As expected, that's right. This was something that had to be taken out from the beginning. In this holy bookshelf, this is a title that stands out to anyone, right?

It was a book that was completely different in purpose, even though the religious material was similar.

As she opened the book, a note fell out.

[System: You have acquired the item 'Sarah Abbott’s Reflection Paper'.]

A reflection paper? She remembered that Sarah had written a reflection paper every day while she was in seclusion at the temple.

Knowing that this had caused Sebastian quite a headache, she read it out of curiosity, and the content was quite impressive.

[To the High Priest.

This is the novel that has impressed me the most lately.

The relationship between the priest and the believer is so close. I feel my faith growing even stronger.

I've been reading a lot lately. If you have any books like this, please recommend them!

Reading is good, but it's not as enjoyable as seeing High Priest in your priestly robes.

If you don't mind, let's pray together. I'll be waiting naked in the prayer room.

- From Sarah Abbott, who is still undressing.]

It was an outrageous content that could not be found even if one looked for reflection.

She knew that she had written down the lyrics of obscene songs, but she had been so creative in her seduction and torment.

Somehow, it wasn't much different from the way she had been trying so hard to bring him down.

'Seeing that Sebastian still has the 'virgin' keyword, it means he didn't fall for it and endured it.'

If he had received such a reflection paper every day, it must have been a hardship for him in many ways.

"...Damn it."

Was this what it means to be embarrassed by other’s behaviour? Her face flushed at Sarah Abbott’s misdeeds.

She put 'Sarah's Reflection Paper' in her inventory and closed the book.

'I still haven't found the diary.'

It seemed that more searching was needed.

As she scanned the bookshelf intently, Sarah discovered a note with no title in the far corner.

[System: Do you want to read the item 'Sebastian Klein's Faith Journal'?

>Yes/No]

Faith journal. For now, it seemed relevant, so it would be good to take a look.

After she selected 'Yes', she began to read it.

As it was literally a journal, there wasn't much content. It was just a simple list of things to do and plans for the day. That was all.

However, since there was still something to find, Sarah continued her search. As she rummaged through it, a small piece of note that had been tucked inside his faith journal fell out.

[System: You have acquired the item 'Young Sarah's Diary Fragment'.]

Yes, that's it.

She was wondering when it would come out. Actually, what Sarah had been looking for from the beginning was a fragment of her diary.

[I went to the temple today.

While Father was talking to the high priest, a young priest spilled wine on my dress.

It was specially made at the Leblanc Boutique.

I was annoyed that my favorite dress was ruined, but I felt sorry for him when he cried like a poor puppy, so I just said it was my mistake.

He was such a pitiful child. Even though he was a priest, he was so young. How unlucky that he made a mistake with the daughter of the biggest sponsor. Doesn't God take care of him?

He was so skinny that he looked like he hadn't eaten a decent meal, and he was covered in bruises. Where would you hit such a small child?

I think it was probably the work of that sinister-looking high priest. That bastard only cares about money. He's just disgusting.

If I were Father, I wouldn't donate to a place with such a disgusting bastard.

I guess he has a lot of money left. I'm an only daughter, so I have to take responsibility and work hard to save it.]

To take the blame for a young priest's mistake. She was surprised to see this side of Sarah Abbott.

'Is she nicer than I thought?'

It seemed that she had shown mercy that did not fit her notoriety on that day.

'Of course, the last line was typical of Sarah Abbott, saying that she would work hard to save money.'

Sarah smiled and was about to close the faith journal when a system window popped up.

[System: Do you want to check 'High Priest's Memo' from 'Sebastian Klein's Faith Journal'?

>Yes/No]

If they hadn't told her, she would have just passed it by. It must have been some necessary information.

Sarah selected 'Yes'. The page where the diary fragment had just been inserted was shining.

[Things to do today]

It seemed to be a memo of things that Sebastian had to do. Judging from the date, it was only a few days different from the date Sarah had submitted her reflection paper.

- Find books on demons or exorcism in the library.

It seemed that this was an area he had been interested in for a long time. Perhaps that was why his eyes had lit up when Sarah brought up the story of the demons.

- Make a priest's robe at the Leblanc Boutique.

Leblanc Boutique, is that the high-end boutique mentioned in Sarah's diary?

‘Something about the priest's robe didn't seem quite right.’

It was good, though. Sebastian in the priest's robe looked like a masterpiece crafted by God.

‘Still, it's a bit too luxurious for a priest.’

He was usually so frugal and honest, so she hadn't expected him to be fitted at such a high-end boutique. It gave her a strange sense of dissonance.

"Oh, my head."

Her head throbbed from absorbing so much information at once. Sarah scanned the inventory list again.

[System: Results of searching the 'Purification Room' on the 2nd floor]

- Suspicious items prepared in advance by someone (sacred objects, costume set).

- Sarah’s letter of reflection submitted to Sebastian (obscene letter).

- Sebastian's notes (evil spirits, books on exorcism, and high-end boutiques).

- A fragment of Sarah’s diary (about a young priest).

She seemed to have gathered as much information as she could for now, but when she tried to turn the doorknob to leave, it still wouldn't budge.

Was there somewhere she hadn't checked yet?

"I haven't looked in the bathroom yet."

It seemed like there was something left in the bathroom.

As she approached the tightly closed bathroom door, Sarah sensed a suspicious presence inside.

[System: Starting search of 'Bathroom'.]

She carefully opened the door and saw a figure sitting in the bathtub.

[System: You have discovered where 'Sebastian Klein' was hiding.]

Her heart skipped a beat at the unexpected system prompt, but Sarah held her breath.

"...Ugh, sob..."

Sebastian was sitting in the bathtub, his face flushed red as he cried.

'Why is he crying?'

He was definitely crying. Thick tears were rolling down his pale cheeks, visible even from here.

He was rubbing his cheeks with a handkerchief, as if trying to wipe away his tears.

His body was shaking so much as he sobbed that the water in the bathtub was rippling and overflowing.

"Huff, Sarah."

Of all people, he was calling her name.

'Is he crying because of me?'

[smokedust]

chap 11.1

When Sarah opened her eyes open, she found herself on a soft bed. She let out a small yawn and sat up.

She was clearly asleep naked, but she was now dressed in a negligee, although she didn't remember who had dressed her. The sheets, which had been soaked from the exorcism, had also been replaced with new ones.

"...Ugh."

She let out a small groan. Maybe it was because she had been hit with so much cold water, but she seemed to have a slight fever. Her body didn't feel very well.

[System: You have 8 hours left to complete the 2nd floor play.]

Still, she had plenty of time.

Her body was cold and heavy, but she had to move. She hadn't finished her mission with Sebastian yet.

'Speaking of which, where did Sebastian go?'

She hadn't heard any movement from him since then. Did he go back to the chapel to pray? She looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen.

No matter how you looked at it, it must have been an unchaste act for a priest. He must need to pray.

It wasn't something she didn't understand, but she felt a little lonely.

It was frustrating. She thought it was over, but after all, she ended up as an object of exorcism and she didn't even get to see the real d*ck.

She thought that reaching cl*max with the hand of a devout high priest was pretty good, but this game wasn't that easy.

'S*x' with the male lead was essential to clear the floor.

There was no way she could go down to the lower floor like this. Where the hell did Sebastian go?

'...It's so hard to eat a priest.'

She remembered the way he had looked at her with a chaste and emotionless gaze, devoid of any lust.

She had been hit in the a$s with holy water and trained with shameful words. Even after all that, she couldn't eat him. Really, it was a march of suffering.

Her head throbbed at the thought of going through that process again for real insertion.

'No, I can't give up now that I've come this far.'

She clenched her fists, determined to eat him no matter what, because she had suffered so much.

'Lord, I'll send that bast*rd to heaven and I'll go to hell.'

To do that, she had to meet Sebastian first.

Once she had broken down his guard with one exorcism, she could heal him while exorcising evil spirits again, and if she seduced him well, she could undress him.

Click.

She tried to open the door to leave, but the handle just spun in place and wouldn't open.

'No way, am I trapped?'

What the hell is going on? This time, it seems like she's been locked in the 'Purification Room'.

[System: Sudden Mission! Explore the 'Purification Room' and gather the necessary information!]

A system window popped up and an alarm sounded faintly.

'Well, it's time for a sudden mission.'

She was used to missions popping up out of context now. Sarah scratched her lips nonchalantly.

Let's calm down and search this room first. Maybe we'll find a way to open that door or something.

[System: Would you like to explore the 2nd floor, 'Purification Room'?

>Yes/No]

Sarah bit her lip and pressed the 'Yes' button.

She was wondering where to start looking when she remembered Sebastian pulling out a d*ldo, or rather, a sacred object, from the drawer.

[System: Starting exploration of the 'Very Private Drawer'.]

It's just a drawer, why are they making such a big deal out of it? She nervously opened the drawer of the dresser.

The drawer was surprisingly empty. The first thing she saw was a neatly arranged collection of sacred objects, as if they had never been stained with lewd fluids.

Of course, it was good, but if it hadn't been for this, she would have been able to stick the 'real' one in. The thought of it made her angry. Sarah's teeth chattered at the sight of the sacred objects and she threw them onto the bed.

Thud. Fortunately, the sacred object didn't break as it was buried in the blanket. A deathly silence fell over the room.

'...Still, it felt pretty good for a fake d*ck.'

Sarah glanced at the sacred object that had fallen on the bed.

It seemed like it would be hygienic since it was made of a hard glass material. It was a practical item in many ways.

'Let's just take it in case.'

It's not like anyone is watching. She felt a little embarrassed to be picking up something like that. She quickly looked around like a herbivore and put the sacred object in her inventory.

'But why is this here? Who brought it?'

First of all, Sebastian took it out of the drawer without hesitation, calling it a sacred object, and used it perfectly.

'But anyone can see that it's for that purpose.'

Anyway, the fact that he was in possession of it was strange and creepy. It felt like he knew she needed that kind of healing.

It was true that it felt a bit incongruous for a chaste high priest to have it. The more she thought about it, the more her doubts grew.

She looked around for other places to explore and noticed a large wardrobe where she had taken out the 'Dress of the Pitiful Saint'.

[System: Starting exploration of the 'Very Luxurious Wardrobe'.]

It was a wardrobe of an enormous size, as its name suggested. Sarah began to examine the clothes one by one. They were all women's clothes and dresses.

It wasn't particularly strange. This was originally Abbot’s villa, and Sarah had bought it after throwing a tantrum.

There must be clothes in the main house, too. How much clothes do you have to bring this much to a villa? It was an enviably luxurious life.

'There's nothing special here except for the fact that there are a lot of dresses, like a dress hoarder….'

The system was quiet even when she lifted the clothes, so it seemed like she had wasted her time.

"Well, there are times like this."

She sighed deeply and was about to close the wardrobe door when she noticed a large box in the corner.

[System: Would you like to open the item 'Very Secret Box'?

- Caution! This item cannot be resealed once opened.

>Yes/No]

Creepy things are out of the question. Sarah was about to press 'No' without much thought when an alarm sounded urgently.

[System: If you do not open this item, you will suffer from the 'Debuff State' as an aftereffect.

- Debuff State 'I'm so curious.'

> I keep wondering about it. I can't concentrate on anything else until I resolve my curiosity.]

It was like a threat to press 'Yes'.

"I can't believe I'm so curious about something I don't even want to see."

Following the system's instructions, Sarah kept pressing the 'Yes' button. Without hesitation, she pulled the box out of the closet and opened it.

Inside, an assortment of provocative lingerie and clothing, far from ordinary, was neatly organized.

First, Sarah picked up a piece of gauzy, flowing fabric.

[System: Item 'Dress of the L*st Goddess']

Even the name was outrageous.

This is a dress? It doesn't seem like it could even serve as clothing.

Sarah carefully read the item description.

[System: 'Dress of the L*st Goddess'

- Effect: *Explicitly reveals the beauty of the female body, seducing the target and enhancing s*xual ar*usal.

- A practical item that allows for free s*xual intercourse while wearing it.]

The concept of practicality seemed to be quite different from that of ordinary people. First of all, the 'Dress of the L*st Goddess' was made entirely of mesh. Needless to say, the bottom was completely see-through.

It was a garment that was practically useless except for intimate events between lovers.

But there was something even more outrageous.

[System: Item 'Leash of the Goddess's Faithful Dog'

- When worn with the 'Dress of the L*st Goddess', the effect is amplified.

- Effect: * When worn, increases the Goddess's aesthetic satisfaction and favorability

Now, what is this, almost blatant SM play? Earlier, she was the one being hit. Now, for some reason, she was the one doing the hitting.

Who prepared this?

Judging from the dildo disguised as a holy object earlier and this costume, it seems like they planned this in advance.

Sebastian? Or someone else?

[smokedust]

Why are you trembling like this? Are you scared?"

"Hmph, instead of answering me, you're fiddling with your fingers, huh."

"Is it because of my strong divine power, or is it because my fingers are good?"

He chuckled wickedly, whispering into her ear.

"You have to answer me, Sarah Abbott."

"It's because of your fingers, more... than..."

"Even when I poke you like this?"

As he pushed deeper into her sensitive spot, pressing against the sensitive area with the tip of his finger, her inner walls tightened frantically, tingling with excitement.

"Hng!"

"It seems you still have a long way to go, judging by how eagerly your c*nt craves penetration. I should probably use a s*x toy."

A s*x toy? Was he finally going to take off his pants and pull out his monstrous p*nis?

Filled with anticipation, she looked up, only to see him open the bedside drawer. What he took out was a thick glass rod.

"...Is that the s*x toy?"

No, it was a bit too ugly to be called a s*x toy. It looked like a giant mushroom, almost like a model p*nis.

"Yes. It's made of a material that conducts divine power well."

Sarah watched him with suspicion in her eyes. He carefully brought the glass rod to her v*lva.

"Just hold still for a moment."

As the cold surface of the glass touched her, she frowned. He then dipped the entire rod in her love fl*id, making it lukewarm.

The s*x toy, now moistened with her bodily fl*ids, quickly warmed up. As the gl*ns of the model p*nis slipped through the opening of her v*lva, Sarah held her breath.

Her passage was so narrow and tight that he could barely insert the tip of the gl*ns. He moved it around, trying to widen the gap.

After much effort, her v*lva swallowed half of the model p*nis. Sebastian looked at it intently, his eyes filled with genuine curiosity.

How could someone with such a pure body, unable to even take the s*x toy all at once, behave so promiscuously? It must be that a demon had possessed the angel's body.

Even when she tried to unbutton his pants with her small, delicate hands. Even when she teased his p*nis, rubbing her soft knees against it.

He found it difficult to focus, feeling a dizzying sense of dissonance that threatened to overwhelm him.

After all, it was in the nature of demons to exploit weakness. Since she was born with such an obsc*ne body, it was only natural that she would indulge in lustful desires, even with a face as pure as an angel.

He desperately wanted to use his divine power to cleanse all the impurities within her and bring her comfort. Of course, it wouldn't be long before the lust in her lower abdomen flared up again, but he could just take it out again then.

However, her tightly closed inner walls did not easily allow him to proceed.

"If I push any further, I think it will hurt. Let's wait."

He stopped inserting and gently rolled his tongue over her er*ct cl*toris, which he had captured with his lips.

Her body responded well. He sucked on it like he was eating grapes, and when he clamped it between his slightly parted lips and squeezed, she trembled uncontrollably.

As he gently moved the handle in circles, her inner walls twitched, and sticky love fl*id dripped down between the model p*nis and the walls.

After a long struggle, when he felt that the inside had loosened up a bit, he tilted the angle slightly and pushed it in as if lifting it up.

"Ugh!"

In an instant, her hips were lifted into the air as if pierced by a spear, and a hot sensation bloomed inside her. She looked up, her lower jaw trembling and tears welling up, but he continued to slowly thrust into her while holding her.

Unable to bear the intense stimulation, she began to wiggle her toes. He lifted her legs and placed them over his arms, fixing her in place. Her hips and pelvis were completely lifted.

"Hmph, hng."

Perhaps because her stomach was pressed down, making it difficult to breathe, Sarah panted, focusing on the sensation of the s*x toy penetrating deep inside her.

Was divine power really flowing through it? Every time he spread and scraped her tight folds, she felt a refreshing sensation, as if the itch was being relieved.

"Do you like it when I scrape the deep inside of your v*gina?"

"Hng... yes."

When she answered in a daze, Sebastian also responded with a faint smile. He didn't scold her even though she moaned several times.

Just as she was starting to feel a little good in his gentle hands, he increased the speed of his insertion and squeezed her br*asts with his left hand.

"Ahk!"

She gasped for breath, overwhelmed by the weight. Her soft flesh was crushed in his rough grip, and her heart pounded like a drum beneath her skin.

"Your c*nt is so filthy, even when it's not being f*cked."

He clicked his tongue as he watched her bright red inner flesh emerge with the glass d*ldo.

Her l*bia minora and wrinkles, which were smeared with love fl*id and stuck to the glass pillar every time it moved, and her bright pink anus, which was wide open, were incredibly lewd.

"Ugh, hng."

"Come to your senses. It's a s*x toy, not a d*ck."

Despite his stern command, Sarah found it difficult to focus. He was hitting the exact spot of excitement that he had confirmed with his finger earlier.

He had clearly said he was healing her, so why was he thrusting into her so unbearably? Without time to think, her heated body trembled pathetically, as if it craved his touch.

"If you get this excited even with a s*x toy, it must be quite a sight to see you with a real d*ck."

"Hng, yes, your d*ck, hmph."

"Hoo, what did you say?"

"I want you to f*ck my filthy c*nt... Aah!"

As Sarah begged, lifting her hips, he pushed the s*x toy harder into her.

"You talk so dirty."

"Hng, th, that's enough..."

"I won't stop until you've poured out all that filth."

The scolding-like caresses continued. He squeezed her br*asts roughly and scratched her n*pples savagely with his fingertips.

As he quickly thrust the s*x toy while pressing down on her cl*toris with his thumb, an overwhelming excitement surged through her, as if her pelvis were about to twist.

When the tip of the s*x toy hit her inner excitement point and pressed against her c*rvix, her inner walls spasmed involuntarily, as if struck by lightning.

"Ahng...!"

Her whole body seemed to be swept away by a wave of cl*max, and her vision blurred. Her head tilted back, her back arched like a bow, and the clear love fl*id that poured out of her flowed down the s*x toy and onto his arm.

After she reached her own cl*max, he slowly inserted the s*x toy into her soaked v*lva a few more times before gently pulling it out.

The bed sheets were soaked and wrinkled with the lewd traces she had left behind.

"You did well."

Sebastian looked at her nape, her w*t eyes, and her round forehead, one by one, with his empty eyes, and kissed them.

Then, he gave her a short kiss on the lips and, with a face more noble than anyone else's, brushed back her w*t hair.

"Hic, hic."

She was still sobbing softly and hiccuping.

"You've done enough. Rest for a while."

He gently stroked her cheek and untied her bound wrists.

His gaze, which had been hazy, returned to its usual composure, as if nothing had happened.

She thought she would jump at him as soon as he released her hands, but she felt as if her body had been drained of all strength, as if she had been hit by a spell.

Was it because of the divine power he had given her? She closed her eyes, letting out a long breath, overcome by the languid feeling of powerlessness that took over her entire body.