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    Turning at the sound of my name, I saw Anna looking at me with eyes filled with shock.

    Anna’s trembling hands and her eyes, trembling just as much.

    My reflection in those hazel eyes was truly horrifying.

    Covered in blood, with dull blonde hair and sallow skin, breathing heavily with excitement, I wouldn’t have been far off from looking like a devil.

    I let out a hollow, sighing laugh with bewildered eyes.

    “… Hah,”

    Anna slowly approached me, reaching out a hand.

    “Father… no.”

    “… Anna.”

    “If you hit him again… he’ll die.”

    Feeling the heavy weight in both hands, I looked down again.

    Only then could I properly see Paolo’s face.

    Held in my thick, rough hands, Paolo was covered in blood, trembling violently, his lips completely torn and his cheekbones collapsed.

    The faint breaths coming from his mouth and nostrils made tiny bubbles in the ceaselessly flowing blood, which kept bursting.

    One more hit, or even leaving him as he was, and he might die.

    I must have been watching him the whole time I was beating him, so why didn’t I notice his injuries until now?

    No, I knew, but I ignored it.

    Because I wanted to kill him.

    The moment I realized that, I was overwhelmed with shock.

    In fact, Paolo was just a common thug.

    If you just scared him, he’d grovel, and even if he stubbornly put up a fight, a single punch to the solar plexus would make him back down.

    Of course, I was angry that he had tried to hurt Anna, and that he had dared to point out my contradictions,

    But I had never been this angry at such a petty villain in my life.

    Because I was so used to the wickedness and viciousness of demons, I never got angry at the evil deeds of mere humans.

    Compared to the devils I had faced so far, or the villains I had met in my life, Paolo’s actions were not particularly more heinous or evil.

    Then, why couldn’t I control my anger so much?

    “… I’ve changed.”

    Yes, it’s me.

    I hugged Lucia, repeatedly engaged in lewd acts with Anna, and began to doubt whether I was living a righteous life as a priest.

    I was no longer the same Father Theodore I used to be.

    “…”

    I grabbed Paolo by the scruff of his neck and infused divine power into both hands.

    Then, after placing Paolo on the bed, I quickly walked past Anna and left the room.

    Red bloodstains clung to my footprints in the piled snow.

    “It was impulsive. I almost impulsively killed someone…”

    I slapped myself hard on the cheek.

    My head turned to the side in an instant, and blood flowed from my burst lips.

    I swallowed the blood on my lips and muttered.

    “Crazy bastard.”

    The cold winter wind passing over my tingling cheek felt sharp like a blade.

    It was then.

    Anna, who had followed me out with quick steps, slowly placed her hand on my shoulder and spoke.

    “Father…”

    Anna hugged me from behind just like that.

    “Is it because of me?”

    “…”

    “Is it because of me that you’re like this?”

    “No.”

    I shook my head.

    In reality, Anna hadn’t done anything wrong.

    If there was anyone to blame, it was Paolo, who had tried to do such a scummy thing, and me, for impulsively beating Paolo up.

    Anna was just a victim.

    Even if the nature of the Succubus made Paolo’s sexual desire boil over, it couldn’t be said to be Anna’s fault.

    I held Anna’s hand, which was wrapped around my solar plexus, tightly and said.

    “Anna, it’s not your fault.”

    “You’re doing it again…”

    Anna tightened her arms around me and buried her face in my back.

    Then, she whispered, pressing her lips against my skin.

    “Father…”

    “… Yes.”

    “You said you didn’t know why I liked you.”

    “…”

    “You said you couldn’t easily accept my feelings because you didn’t know why I loved you… You said that, remember?”

    I remember.

    The other day, when Anna started to seduce me in earnest.

    I had asked what her affection for me stemmed from, what the reason was.

    Of course, if I were a handsome man, she might have fallen in love at first sight, but wasn’t I known for having a fierce impression?

    It was only natural that I couldn’t understand the continued advances of such beautiful nuns, and I even suspected that the cause might be due to the devils.

    Lucia had already told me about the reason why she had developed feelings for me, and I found it a satisfactory reason, but I couldn’t even guess the reason why Anna felt fond of me.

    “Yes. I remember.”

    “It was because of this.”

    “… What do you mean?”

    Anna slowly turned to face me and hugged me, looking at me straight on.

    “Even when my lewdness summoned the Succubus, even when I was overcome with sexual desire and temptation and tried to force myself on you,”

    “…”

    “Even now, when you almost killed someone because of me, you never blame me.”

    “That’s because it’s not your fault…”

    “You always said that it wasn’t my fault, that you would pray with me. You always said that, didn’t you…”

    “…”

    Anna slowly and gently held my bloody face with both hands.

    Her warm warmth touched my cold, tingling cheek.

    Anna looked at me with teary eyes and continued.

    “I know I’m not innocent.”

    “…”

    “I’m lewd, and I plot a lot behind the scenes. I do brazen things to seduce you, and I even hit the head of a punk who tries to force himself on me with a hammer.”

    “… Anna.”

    “You never doubted my innocence, which even I didn’t believe in. You believed in me, you said I would get better, and you said you would atone for my sins together.”

    Anna slowly kissed my lips.

    Slowly, her body leaned against mine, putting her weight on me.

    “I want to do that too.”

    “…”

    “Father… so far, I’ve used cunning, dirty tricks, and haven’t hesitated to do vulgar and lewd things to seduce the noble Father.”

    Anna overlapped her lips every time a word was finished.

    Her hands and lips, as well as the tip of her nose and cheeks that touched when kissing, were as warm and soft as freshly baked bread.

    The taste must have been so sweet that it made my head ache.

    “But, actually… I wanted to be like you.”

    “What… what does that mean?”

    “If you made a mistake, I wanted to cover it up, if you made a mistake, I wanted to solve it together, and if you had a sin, I wanted to atone for it together.”

    Anna smiled faintly.

    Clear and transparent tears rolled down her cheek, which had risen along the corners of her lips.

    “Father, it’s okay to have sex with Lucia, to almost kill Paolo, to have the urge to use violence… It’s all okay. It’s not your fault.”

    “… Anna, it is my fault. As a priest, I should have exercised more restraint than you…”

    “Is that so? But it doesn’t matter.”

    “… What do you mean?”

    Anna slowly kissed my lips.

    It was the deepest and most intense kiss we had shared today.

    Her tongue licked my lips aggressively, and soon boldly stabbed inside.

    “I don’t have the wisdom or ability like you… I’ll become a sinner with you. You can use me if you feel lustful. I’ll be with you if you want to throw a punch.”

    “… Anna.”

    “I will affirm everything about you that affirmed everything about me.”

    Anna rested her head on my chest.

    Leaning against me, her face placed firmly in the middle of my chest, she looked like she was trying to listen to my heart.

    She didn’t have to.

    The excitement of violence and the cold weather.

    And her thick, hot affection, poured into my nerves through her eyes and voice, was already making my heart beat non-stop.

    I slowly raised my arm and gently lifted her chin.

    Anna’s gaze was shining quietly towards me with an emotion that seemed to mix expectation and embarrassment.

    I said in a low voice.

    A voice barely louder than a whisper.

    “You remember the promise we made… right?”

    “Yes…”

    Anna blushed and nodded.

    It was a promise to hold her once the crossbow modification was definitely finished.

    Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my chest.

    After pondering what this feeling was for a long time, I was able to realize that it was guilt.

    Of course, not all guilt is the same. Unlike the guilt of embarrassment and apology that appears when I make a mistake or harm someone else,

    It was rather like facing guilt about myself head-on.

    It was a feeling of knowing that I would definitely blame myself after committing the act, but still succumbing to an irresistible temptation.

    “Anna.”

    But, I decided to slowly step into that guilt that pricked my chest.

    I slowly lowered my head and kissed her lips.

    It wasn’t the gentle kiss that I gave to Lucia, like giving a kiss to a princess in a fairy tale, but a rough and intense kiss, as if beasts starved of lust and affection were devouring each other’s maws.

    A sticky cracking sound and a splashing sound, almost like sex, scattered and disappeared into the night sky.

    I slowly dropped my lips and whispered, gently biting her earlobe with my lips.

    “Anna. Actually, what you said was right. I’ve been lying all along… but I won’t hide it anymore.”

    “… About what?”

    My conscience hurts.

    A warning sounds in my head.

    The bell of irresistible corruption rings incessantly.

    It felt like the disappointment of the Goddess and Sandalphon’s stern rebuke were heard one after another in my ears.

    But for some reason, this feeling of betraying everything wasn’t just painful.

    “Actually, I’ve been wanting to fuck you like crazy.”

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