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    The comforting sound of waves, coming from beyond the consciousness, washed over Lucia’s ears as she slept.

    A cool sea breeze blowing into the room gently caressed Lucia’s shoulders, making her feel good.

    The cold morning air touching her bare skin felt fresher than she remembered.

    Lucia rubbed her cheek against the soft bedsheets and slowly opened her eyes.

    A scene both familiar and unfamiliar was reflected in her eyes.

    She slowly raised her upper body and mumbled in a voice still thick with sleep.

    “Where is this… Ah… Priest’s room… Ah,”

    The moment she spoke, everything that had happened last night rushed into Lucia’s head as if filling it completely.

    Just then, the thin blanket covering Lucia’s body slipped down and fell to the floor due to gravity.

    The refreshing sea breeze brushed past her bare chest.

    She hadn’t realized summer was already over as she felt the chill. Looking down, she saw her naked upper body, completely exposed.

    “Eep,”

    Lucia let out a small scream, covered herself with the blanket, and lay back down on the bed.

    She slowly placed her hands on both cheeks, which felt as if they were burning.

    Even without a mirror, she could tell they were bright red.

    Lucia wondered what courage she had summoned last night to do such a thing.

    “… Did I really… last night… with the Priest…”

    Although the room last night was very dark, relying only on the light of a single candle, Lucia didn’t miss a single detail of the Priest.

    Considering that her night vision also improved whenever she used the Devil’s power, it might be a trait of the Ebony Wolf.

    Lucia recalled the Priest’s appearance from last night.

    A body much thicker and sturdier than hers.

    That blissful weight as he pressed down on her with that body.

    Likewise, thick and rough fingers.

    That rough touch that seemed to scratch her delicate skin just by touching it.

    An expression tinged with guilt and a sense of transgression.

    Eyes that shook wildly every time he heard her moans, eyebrows that furrowed in pain, lips that clenched tightly.

    At the same time, even his gaze that lingered and paused on Lucia’s naked body, unable to avoid it in the end.

    All of these things bubbled up in her mind whenever Lucia tried to remember them.

    Lucia was certain.

    That the Priest found her body beautiful.

    No one had ever told her, but catching the reactions of a man desiring her was close to a woman’s innate instinct.

    “Priest… Heehee.”

    Her joy was fleeting. Lucia was soon overwhelmed with a very embarrassed feeling.

    She was flustered, not knowing how she could possibly face the Priest.

    Now, every time she looked at the Priest, that beautiful scene from last night would keep coming to mind.

    Perhaps the Priest would feel the same way.

    Would the Priest also remember what happened last night every time he looked at her from now on?

    Lucia cautiously peeked out from under the blanket, wondering if the Priest was watching her.

    Fortunately or unfortunately, the Priest was nowhere to be seen in the room.

    “Where could he have gone so early in the morning…”

    Lucia hesitated whether to go outside to look for the Priest, but she shook her head and hid back under the blanket.

    The lingering warmth was still permeating her body, and she didn’t want to let it go.

    It was a warm and lovely afterglow too precious to be blown away by the strong sea breeze blowing across the island.

    Lucia smiled, feeling the affection overflowing in her little heart.

    Lucia buried her nose in the blanket and slowly rubbed her whole body against it.

    The Priest’s scent, fully infused in the bedsheets and blanket.

    The scent she had felt so much yesterday surrounded her, making her feel as if the Priest was warmly embracing her.

    The room full of traces of the Priest’s life and the bed soaked in his scent.

    And her own body, vividly remembering his touch.

    Lucia slowly rolled over and lay face down on the bed.

    Feeling her bulging breasts being gently crushed against the bedsheets, she trembled slightly.

    “I thought it would… get a little better if I did it once…”

    Lucia mumbled in a small voice, burying her face in the bed, so no one would hear.

    “It didn’t get better at all… I want to do it again… Something… Something is still missing…”

    Lucia repeatedly inhaled and exhaled deeply, as if trying to trap the Priest’s scent inside her lungs.

    Perhaps it was because she was naked, but it even felt as if his scent was clinging to her skin.

    No, it wasn’t just a feeling.

    Although it was too faint for an ordinary person to detect, the Ebony Wolf’s sensitive sense of smell could clearly feel the man’s scent clinging to Lucia’s skin.

    After rolling around on the Priest’s bed for a while, Lucia finally sat up abruptly and picked up the top she had thrown off.

    Buttoning it up to the neck, trying to show the Priest a neat appearance, and hastily combing her tangled hair with her fingers, she said in a resolute voice.

    “I need to go… to say good morning to the Priest.”

    Lucia missed the Priest.

    Actually, she kept thinking about what happened last night, and she was embarrassed to see his face, but her desire to see him was even greater than her shyness.

    Besides, she was also curious.

    What expression would the Priest make when he saw her?

    Would he be embarrassed?

    Or would he be troubled by guilt?

    Maybe, just maybe,

    he would hint that he actually enjoyed it a lot too.

    Lucia felt her face getting hot again.

    This time, she felt as if steam was rising from her head.

    It took a lot of courage for Lucia, who was naturally shy, to face the Priest right now,

    but the lovely pink emotions that filled her heart were constantly providing her with the courage she needed.

    The more she thought of the Priest, the faster that courage was charging into her.

    At that moment, a scene from her childhood, before she even entered the island, flashed through Lucia’s mind.

    Her mother and father,

    the Mister and Ahjumma next door.

    The way they shared light kisses on each other’s lips as a sign of intimacy.

    For some reason, that scene quickly flashed through Lucia’s mind.

    Lucia slowly stroked her lips and mumbled.

    “This… is. This must be it…”

    Lucia certainly didn’t know anything about romantic relationships or affection between opposite sexes.

    Anna had told her how to get pleasure by touching her body, but even that wasn’t direct self-pleasure.

    However, even Lucia, who knew so little,

    was able to make a near-certain guess that she would feel immense happiness and pleasure if she kissed the Priest.

    Simply imagining the scene was enough to make her body tingle with excitement.

    The same kind of excitement she felt the day she saw the Priest saving her from the pirate.

    The day she first saw the Priest sleeping shirtless.

    The day she first imagined contact with the Priest.

    Last night, Lucia felt a pleasure that made her head melt.

    Would she feel the same way if she kissed the Priest?

    “Heehee, I can… find out myself.”

    Lucia clenched her fists and quickly left the Priest’s room.

    As she opened the rickety door and stepped out of the room, she could feel the Priest’s scent surrounding her fading quickly.

    Lucia was somewhat disappointed by that, but thanks to it, she could feel even better where the Priest was now.

    Lucia focused her mind on her sharpened nose and slowly moved her feet, chasing after the Priest’s scent.

    Outside the Monastery, beyond the fence.

    It seemed that the Priest had gone quite far from the morning.

    Lucia quickened her pace slightly.

    After walking for a while following the scent, Lucia had already reached the cliff at the end of the island.

    Yet, the Priest was still nowhere to be seen.

    Lucia began to feel a slight unease.

    Smelling slowly, it was certain that she was near the Priest.

    Lucia focused her mind a little more.

    The Priest’s scent was coming from below the cliff.

    “… Ah, could it be.”

    For a moment, something bad flashed through Lucia’s mind.

    Eh, it can’t be.

    Surely.

    No matter how devout and faithful the Priest was, surely it wasn’t that unpleasant.

    It can’t be.

    I can’t be the only one who enjoyed it.

    It was such a blissful feeling,

    I can’t be the only one who was happy.

    I wouldn’t have forced the Priest to do it against his will just for my own pleasure… would I.

    The Priest who was suffering because of it… no…

    Come to think of it, the Priest… had a bad expression the whole time…

    “…”

    Lucia stopped dead in her tracks.

    Suddenly, her hands began to tremble.

    Her chin wouldn’t listen to her, and it was shaking like crazy.

    Lucia desperately grabbed her trembling chin with her trembling hands.

    The light footsteps that had been moving busily until now were suddenly rooted to the spot as if lead had been poured into them.

    Priest.

    Was I that unpleasant to you?

    No.

    No,

    calm down.

    “I don’t smell… blood.”

    Lucia closed her eyes and quietly focused her mind on her nose.

    Come to think of it, she remembered that the Priest said he had collected salt to use to make Holy Water yesterday.

    That’s right.

    It seemed that the work of collecting salt was not yet finished.

    Because the Priest is faithful, he must have been trying to finish the work he couldn’t finish yesterday early in the morning.

    “Ha… like a fool, what am I thinking… But I see you feel guilty… I…”

    Lucia nodded.

    In fact, yesterday’s incident was something she had fabricated.

    The Priest would believe that Lucia had an abnormality in her body due to the influence of the Devil.

    The Priest crossed the line for Lucia, but Lucia tricked the Priest to cross the line.

    She didn’t even know the extent or meaning of the line she crossed, but she was still aware that she had done something bad.

    However, she had almost forgotten it because the pleasure she felt yesterday was so intense.

    “I did something bad, so I had bad thoughts… that’s all.”

    Lucia sighed and lifted her foot to move forward.

    I have to get used to it.

    I have to be brazen.

    Lucia wanted more contact with the Priest.

    She wanted more pleasure.

    She desperately wanted the Priest to touch her more.

    Lucia was willing to continue some lies to achieve that.

    “…”

    Left foot, right foot.

    For some reason, her body doesn’t move forward easily.

    There is no smell of blood.

    The Priest went safely down the cliff.

    Even though she already knew that, her legs kept stopping in place as if refusing to move forward.

    Lucia dragged her legs forcefully and slowly brought them to the edge of the cliff.

    Finally reaching the edge of the cliff, Lucia tightly closed her eyes.

    “… The Priest is below. Look closely.”

    After taking a moment to catch her breath, Lucia slowly lowered her head and opened her eyes, looking down at the cliff.

    There, as expected, she saw the back of the Priest standing safely.

    Lucia smiled brightly and raised her hand.

    “Prie…”

    The Priest was standing.

    Holding Anna shyly in his arms,

    and kissing each other’s lips.

    Standing towards the horizon where the beautiful morning sun was rising,

    with his back to Lucia.

    The two were kissing.

    Lucia froze instantly.

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