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    “Lucia… Th-that…”

    Anna trembled with fear.

    It was a deep, dark night, but even the small candlelight shining through the slightly open window made the priest’s body clearly visible.

    Lucia was completely invisible to Anna, who had the eyes of an ordinary human.

    All she could see was a pair of red eyes floating like will-o’-the-wisps in the dark void.

    Unlike the candlelight, which was closer to orange, two blood-red eyes were staring at Anna without a flicker.

    “Why aren’t you answering?”

    Lucia’s voice felt strangely eerie.

    Anna slowly backed away, sweating profusely.

    However, Anna’s insignificant attempt to create even a little distance was easily thwarted by Lucia speaking again.

    “I asked what you were doing, Anna.”

    Anna stopped dead in her tracks, as if her feet were frozen.

    She was even afraid to breathe.

    In fact, when she thought about it, she had no reason to fear Lucia.

    She wasn’t on bad terms with Lucia, and Lucia didn’t have a bad personality or aggressive tendencies.

    Of course, she knew that Lucia had given her body to a devil, but Anna didn’t see any significant changes other than the fact that Lucia’s weak body had become healthier.

    Even now, Lucia had only asked, “What are you doing?”

    Logically, there was no reason for Anna to feel this fear.

    But Anna’s instincts were constantly sounding alarms in her head.

    *You’re going to die.*

    A deer in front of a lion.

    A frog in front of a snake.

    A human in front of a devil.

    A warning that she would be killed instantly, like prey in front of a predator.

    A feeling of despair swept over Anna’s body as she realized that even running away would only provoke the beast in front of her.

    Realizing that even escaping would only agitate the beast before her, Anna slowly composed her trembling lips.

    “Lucia…”

    “Yes,”

    The two red dots floating in the air moved closer, leaving a slight afterimage.

    Anna barely managed to speak, clinging to her dizzying consciousness.

    “I was… watching the Father.”

    “Why?”

    Lucia’s next question came as soon as Anna finished speaking.

    It was a strange feeling.

    Normally, Lucia stuttered, but this time Anna was stuttering, and Lucia was speaking clearly.

    “I wanted to… see the Father… sleeping…”

    “The sleeping Father?”

    “… Yes,”

    “Why?”

    Anna felt another cold sweat at Lucia’s seemingly clueless reaction.

    A moment ago, she had been speechless with fear, but this time she couldn’t open her mouth because she didn’t know what to say.

    It wasn’t easy to confess her lewd hobbies like lust or voyeurism.

    Moreover, it was even more difficult because Lucia was ignorant in this area.

    In fact, Lucia wasn’t young.

    At nineteen, it wouldn’t be awkward for her to have a baby on the outside of the island.

    But because she had lived on the island since childhood, Lucia and Sola lacked knowledge about sex in many ways.

    While Anna was carefully choosing her words, Lucia’s red eyes had reached right in front of Anna’s nose.

    Anna was startled by Lucia’s suddenly close scent and swallowed her breath.

    “Why do you want to see the sleeping Father? What are you going to do by looking?”

    “Lu, Lucia… you’re too close.”

    “Surely, you’re not going to hurt the Father… are you?”

    Anna shook her head and replied.

    “N-no, I’m not.”

    “Then?”

    “Haa, haah…”

    Anna lowered her head to avoid Lucia’s ominous gaze.

    Her head felt like it was ringing with shame and fear.

    The scent coming from Lucia’s mouth, which had gotten closer, made her head even more dazed.

    A sour, sweet smell close to a stench.

    A scent that seemed to tempt humans, yet made her instinctively sense danger, made Anna close her eyes tightly.

    Like a monster in a fairy tale who said it would eat her if she didn’t give it what it wanted, Lucia brought her gaze close to Anna’s face.

    Anna said with a trembling voice and a sigh.

    “Lucia… when I think about the Father, my body… feels strange.”

    “…?”

    Anna refined the sentence to be as easy to understand as possible for Lucia, who had no knowledge of sex.

    “Lucia may not know… but men and women who have grown up enough… sometimes want each other’s bodies.”

    “Bodies?”

    “… U-um.”

    “Why?”

    Anna answered Lucia, who asked cruelly, with a trembling voice.

    “… That means… they’re ready to have children.”

    “Children?”

    “Yes, when everyone grows up to a certain extent… they want to touch each other’s bodies with the person they love… and then they have children…”

    “…”

    Lucia’s head tilted.

    “Anna, do you like the Father?”

    “That…”

    Anna felt like she was choked by Lucia’s question.

    What Anna harbored was closer to lust than affection.

    A lust that could summon a devil, a lust that she couldn’t control.

    How could she explain that to Lucia?

    After a long time of deliberation, Anna confessed weakly with a half-resigned heart.

    “Maybe… Every night… my body is burning because I want the Father to touch me.”

    “Burning? What is?”

    “…Don’t you ever feel like your chest is ticklish, or your stomach is churning, or your legs are itchy…? That’s… what it means to be burning… It’s like a signal that you need a man…”

    “Are you talking about animals’ heat? Do people have that too?”

    “Haa…”

    Lucia didn’t mean any harm, but it was too insulting for Anna.

    It was more humiliating because the word used for beasts suited her so well, even when she thought about it herself.

    Anna nodded without denying it and replied.

    “That’s right.”

    “…”

    Lucia closed her mouth.

    Was she shocked?

    Or was she dumbfounded?

    Anna couldn’t raise her head, feeling a great sense of shame at the sudden silence.

    What did she just say?

    To Lucia, who had come close as if she would devour her, shining her demonic red eyes,

    Even in front of the Father’s window.

    What is this situation?

    She was just stroking her chest while peeking at the sleeping Father as usual.

    “Ah, I see.”

    Anna muttered softly.

    “I… deserve to be punished…”

    She summoned a devil because of her lust, and she was confined to this island, and she was once again defeated by her lust, calling for this disaster.

    This desire, which is closer to a beast than a person.

    Isn’t the word “heat” just right?

    No matter how normal she pretended to be,

    Even if she worked diligently and nagged Sola, pretending to be clean, her dirty nature wouldn’t change.

    Pervert, harlot.

    Anna ridiculed herself, saying that the words of the men who whispered while looking at her while she was being transferred to the island were all correct.

    No matter how much the Father saved her, even if she lived in the convent, that sacred power would only repel the devil,

    Anna slowly sat down on the floor with a self-deprecating smile, because her dirty nature was not washed away.

    “Ah…”

    At that moment, Lucia let out a short exclamation.

    When Anna slowly raised her head, the two red dots were shaking up and down.

    “I see…”

    “Lucia, what’s wrong…?”

    “I’m in heat too. Me too.”

    “… What?”

    Lucia grabbed Anna’s shoulder and stood her up in one go.

    Then she looked straight into Anna’s eyes and said.

    “I feel it now. Anna.”

    “Huh?”

    “It feels like my stomach is empty. The area below my navel feels hollow. My legs are itchy. My chest is hot, but my skin is so cold that it feels numb.”

    “… Ah,”

    “And I want to see the Father so much. It gets worse when I think about the Father stroking my head and hugging me.”

    “Lucia?”

    “Do you feel that way too, Anna?”

    “…”

    Anna nodded without realizing it, overwhelmed by Lucia’s momentum as she poured out her condition.

    Lucia’s red eyes narrowed horizontally.

    “I see. Aaaah… I see…”

    Lucia’s grip on Anna’s shoulder gradually tightened.

    “… A-ah, Lucia… It hurts…”

    “Anna.”

    “U-um?”

    Lucia asked with a low giggle.

    “Does it get better if you peek at the Father…?”

    “… Huh?”

    “Is that why you were watching?”

    Before Anna could answer, Lucia pushed Anna away.

    Then she slowly leaned her head out the open window.

    The sleeping Father’s exposed upper body was reflected in her red eyes.

    “Aaaah…”

    Lucia let out a sigh, feeling a big twitch in her stomach.

    “Father…”

    Anna slowly got up.

    As Lucia’s red eyes, which had put her in fear, disappeared, her breathing and pulse were slowly returning to normal.

    Lucia was sticking her face close to the window, as if she no longer had any interest in Anna.

    The hostility or ominous energy toward Anna had also disappeared.

    At that moment, Anna realized that this day’s events were not a punishment from God.

    Rather, this was an opportunity.

    An opportunity to prove that this extraordinarily vigorous lust was not just her problem.

    An opportunity to prove that it was normal to feel lust for the body of the Father, who was a clergyman.

    An opportunity to make an accomplice,

    “Lucia.”

    “Yes.”

    Lucia answered without looking at Anna.

    Anna slowly approached Lucia.

    “How’s your stomach?”

    “Huh?”

    “How about your legs…? Is it a little better?”

    “… No.”

    Lucia said, rubbing her legs together.

    “It’s getting… worse…”

    “… Instead of just looking… do you want to try touching it?”

    “To… touch?”

    “… I’ll teach you.”

    Anna slowly clung to Lucia’s back.

    Then, she began to rub Lucia’s nun’s habit as if she was swimming with her hands.

    *

    Two pairs of eyes shine through the open window.

    Lucia and Anna were giving each other a little space as they enjoyed watching the Father’s figure as if licking it.

    The two people’s bodies twitched violently from time to time.

    Hot, rough breaths collided with the window and scattered into the night air.

    Kunat was silently holding his breath and watching the scene from under the bed.

    Kunat barely suppressed his laughter and muttered.

    “What admirable children. Don’t you think so, Billy?”

    The Father was still sleeping soundly without knowing anything.

    Kunat chuckled softly in time with the Father’s snores.

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