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A fierce sea breeze fills the night sky.

Starlight that seems ready to pour down at any moment illuminates the monastery built on the small island.

This monastery, built on a small, uninhabited island, is also very small in size.

A living room/dining room with a small kitchen and only enough space for one table.

Five rooms that barely fit a bed and desk.

A cathedral with an altar for Mass and only enough space for five people to stand.

The monastery, equipped with only the bare necessities, seems even smaller and cozier than it actually is, perhaps because it has a large lighthouse right next to it.

There’s also a toilet outside, and there’s no place to wash oneself, so one has to wipe their body with a damp towel, which is a truly poor situation,

But thanks to the sensitive young girls who have decorated it prettily here and there, it has its own charming appeal.

Thanks to the large lighthouse, it also has a somewhat fairy-tale atmosphere.

However, that was only the scenery during the day.

Could it be because of the fiercely blowing wind?

Or could it be because of those ominous starlight, like thousands of eyes watching this place?

There’s an uneasy energy swirling around the monastery standing silently under the night sky right now.

The brick wall that once felt quaint now feels like a grim fence, and the roughly repaired outer wall evokes the image of an abandoned house.

Blasphemously, it even looks like a place where demons live.

“…”

The moment the fierce wind brushed against the outer wall of the monastery, Lucia, who was lying in bed, slowly sat up, her eyes wide open.

“… I can’t… sleep.”

Lucia muttered like that.

It’s still the middle of the night, with a long time before morning comes, but for some reason, she couldn’t fall asleep at all.

She went out of the island during the day to fight monsters, and brought back a lot of supplies to fill the boat.

She should be feeling tired, but her eyes were wide awake.

Lucia slowly dropped her feet from the bed and stood up, stepping on the ground.

Wondering if it might be a side effect of using the Devil’s power, she looked around her body here and there, but didn’t feel anything particularly strange.

If there were any side effects, they should have already appeared.

After giving her body to the Ebony Wolf, she had been using the Devil’s power for the past few days.

She ran up the hill with Sola, roaming around the island, and helped Anna with housework and farm work.

As she wished, she fully enjoyed her free body.

Sometimes the Ebony Wolf dwelling inside Lucia would try to come out and take over Lucia’s body, but each time the Father came and subdued it.

“Ah…”

Lucia’s body twitched greatly as she thought of the Father.

An increasingly strange feeling began to fill her up, quickly wrapping around her body.

She felt a great emptiness, as if something was tickling her and at the same time, a cold wind was passing through her body.

Of course, there were no actual holes in her body.

Lucia slowly began to grope her own body with both hands to find out where this sensation was coming from.

Her palms, which had been stroking her arms, shoulders, chest, waist,

And even her buttocks in turn, slowly stopped moving near her abdomen.

Belly.

Lucia realized that this feeling was a kind of hunger.

“…”

Dinner wasn’t insufficient.

She’s not hungry.

“… Eugh,”

Lucia slowly stroked her abdomen, focusing on the sensation.

When she felt it closely, it was a slightly different sensation from ordinary hunger.

Her stomach feels empty.

For some reason, the more she thought of the Father, the more that emptiness grew.

A little below the position of her navel,

It was as if that place was completely empty.

That sensation, like an unbearable hunger, gradually spread throughout her body.

The sensation that went up from her navel became hot in her chest, but turned into a cold chill on her shoulders.

The sensation that went down lingered between her legs and turned into an unbearable tickle.

“Eugh, ungh…”

Lucia twisted her body, hugging one hand between her legs and the other around the opposite shoulder.

The hand that went between her legs twitched, and Lucia bit her lip without realizing it, as if a great sound would pour out of her throat.

A sigh trickled out between her clenched teeth.

Lucia’s head was filled with confusion.

She was too embarrassed by this sensation that she was experiencing for the first time.

Something is painful, but for some reason, she wasn’t completely disgusted by it, which made her even more confused.

“What… what is this feeling…”

She wasn’t hungry.

She craved the Father.

Even she herself couldn’t understand what that meant, but she couldn’t stand to crave the Father.

“… Devil.”

Could it be the work of the Devil?

Lucia, who had only lived in the monastery since she was seven years old, could only naturally think of it as the work of the Devil if something strange happened.

Father,

If it’s the work of the Devil, the Father can help.

The Father has always helped Lucia.

Even today at noon…

“Ung! Haa…”

At the same time as thinking of the Father’s face, the strength drained from Lucia’s knees.

Lucia trembled with both legs and slowly knelt on the floor.

“What… what is this…”

Does the Ebony Devil fear the Father, so it can’t exert its power just by thinking of him?

Then what on earth is that sensation that resembles hunger?

If the Devil dwelling in my body fears the Father, then why… do I keep thinking of the Father?

Why can’t I stop thinking of the Father?

And… from my mouth… why does this strange sound keep…

“Aah,”

Lucia moaned, barely raising her trembling legs.

She kept thinking of the Father’s arms that held her head tightly on her belly, that warmth.

She didn’t know why, but Lucia realized that her body instinctively wanted that warmth.

She doesn’t know what situation this is.

Whether it’s the Devil’s doing, or whether she’s caught some kind of disease.

The only thing Lucia can know right now is one thing.

Only the Father can solve this feeling.

Lucia slowly opened the door.

The Father’s room was right across the hall.

“F… Fa,”

At that moment,

Something caught in Lucia’s peripheral vision.

A dark hallway where darkness had fallen.

The darkness that ordinary people’s eyes could never penetrate, but Lucia’s eyes, which contained the Ebony Wolf, could clearly see.

“…”

Lucia instantly ran down the hallway and out of the monastery.

Kicking the yard full of unruly weeds, Lucia ran along the monastery building and discovered someone sticking right against the wall of the monastery.

It was the wall where the Father’s room was.

“Ah… aah… Fat… her…”

Someone was looking into the Father’s room through the window, calling the Father in a desperate voice.

Lucia felt her blood run cold.

“… What are you… doing?”

“…!”

The person who was looking into the Father’s window was startled by Lucia’s voice and stepped back.

“Who… who are you!”

“…”

“Wh, who are you? Wh, what are you doing here…”

“I’m the one… who wants to… ask that…”

Lucia said in a coldly lowered voice.

“What are you… doing?”

“Lu… Lucia?”

That person… no, she slowly stepped back, calling Lucia’s name.

She was someone who knew Lucia.

Lucia also knew very well who she was.

“I’m asking… what you’re doing.”

“…”

“Anna.”

Anna slowly raised her head.

In the darkness, Lucia’s eyes were shining bright red.

*

Anna.

A girl chosen by a Succubus.

Fortunately, she didn’t hurt anyone, but the fact that she caught the attention of the Succubus doesn’t change.

Fortunately, thanks to the actions of Father Theodore, the Succubus returned to Hell, and her whereabouts were moved to this monastery,

Anna hasn’t harmed anyone yet, and her soul hasn’t completely fallen into the hands of the Devil.

The Father also believed that the matter between Anna and the Devil was already over.

But there was one thing he overlooked,

The fact that she summoned the Succubus with nothing more than her own desires, without performing any pagan rituals.

Lust, curiosity, thirst for a man.

Anna’s desires haven’t been resolved at all yet.

In fact, after being sent to the monastery, her desires seemed to gradually subside.

Anna was ashamed of her desires, so she disciplined her mind through prayer and shook off her stray thoughts through her busy daily life.

She has been actively pushing herself to cultivate.

Living with Solana and Lucia, who had no knowledge of sex, was also a great help in controlling her mind.

However, all those efforts collapsed three months ago when Father Theodore arrived on this island.

To be honest, Father Theodore was not an easy face to call handsome.

Far from being pretty, his burly figure, grim face, and heavily frowned brow made him look more like a thug than a Father.

But that also meant that he was full of manly charm.

Thick arms and torso that were clearly different from a woman’s.

A body honed by battle and rough fingers.

Even the slightly frightening frowning face.

Father Theodore seemed like the opposite of a creature called a woman.

Whenever Anna saw such a Father, she felt her desires, which had been gradually subsiding, boiling up again.

She wants to be held in his arms.

She wants to kneel before him and put her head between his legs.

She wants to be treated roughly by him.

Dozens of times a day, such impure desires shook Anna.

Knowing that her desires had ruined her life, Anna couldn’t ignore the desires that were constantly boiling up in her heart.

But, this is a monastery, and he is a Father.

Lewd acts could never happen.

It was a place that should never be done, and a person that could never be coveted.

Even the act of consoling herself felt like a great sin.

Therefore, Anna had to resolve her impulses only in an indirect way.

On nights when she was overwhelmed with impulses that she couldn’t bear, she quietly slipped out of the monastery.

Then, after coming to the wall across from the Father’s room, she secretly opened the window and looked into the room.

Then the sleeping Father was clearly visible.

Perhaps because he had been fighting Devils for a long time.

The Father always left one candle lit when he went to sleep.

Perhaps because this summer was especially hot.

The Father had been sleeping without his shirt on since last month.

The Father always seemed tired from worrying about us,

The Father, who was snoring as he slept, couldn’t hear even the smallest noise.

It was fortunate for Anna.

No matter how generous the Father was to the Nuns, he would be horrified if he were caught being peeped at every night.

Anna watched the Father, suppressing the sound as much as possible.

She never masturbated, at least out of a minimal conscience, but she would console her desires by stroking her breasts and buttocks herself.

Imagining being held in that big body,

Imagining that big hand grabbing her flesh.

Anna freely peeped at the Father’s sleeping figure.

She hadn’t been caught even once yet.

“Lucia. Th, that’s…”

At least not by the Father.