A Risky Exchange
“Could you… show me your thing… just once…?”
“……”
A heavy silence fell over the room at her words.
“……What?”
Thinking I must have misheard, I let out a small laugh and asked again.
What did she just say?
Ah, right.
Pants? Branch? Large? Do? Magi?
One of those, surely.
The most plausible word was pants, so she must have asked to see my pants.
‘…As if!’
My attempt at denial through nonsense failed.
I understood exactly what she meant, and Claire simply stared at me in silence.
Thump, thump, thump, thump…
Claire was waiting for my answer.
“Ah, well, you see…”
I forced myself to stay calm, averted my eyes, and replied.
“That’s a bit…”
“Eh…”
Claire, who had been blushing and tense, suddenly looked visibly disappointed.
“P-please…! Just once! I’ll only look once! Okay, Ares? Just one time, I promise.”
She clung to me persistently.
“W-wait a second…! Why do you want to see it so badly?! If it’s just the shape you’re curious about, you can see that in movies!”
“That’s…”
Claire closed her mouth for a moment, hesitated, then answered softly.
“I-I feel like it would be a sin to imagine an actor’s… instead of the real thing…”
“……”
“Looking at another man’s thing is already bad, but… imagining it afterward… I think that’s bad too.”
“……I’m also another man, though?”
“If I see yours, Ares, then I’ll only think of yours from now on, so it’s fine…”
“……”
I couldn’t follow the logic.
Well, there was no common sense to be found in this conversation to begin with, so that was only natural.
“Please…, Ares. You said sexual desire isn’t a bad thing…. I-I want to live without shame…”
“And what does that have to do with seeing mine…”
“It has a very big connection…”
It was clearly nonsensical logic I couldn’t understand.
But.
I was persuaded by that foolish logic.
‘Yeah… it’s my fault Claire ended up like this…’
I bore responsibility.
The responsibility of ignoring her will and staining her once-blank purity.
If seeing mine was truly necessary for her to carry this desire without guilt…
‘It’s just showing, after all…’
There was no choice.
It couldn’t be helped.
“……But isn’t that a little unfair?”
The problem was that I was far more cunning than I thought.
“Unfair…?”
Claire asked cautiously, her face tense.
“It is unfair. You want to see mine, so… shouldn’t you show me yours too?”
“……”
Claire’s eyes widened.
But no rebuttal came.
Watching her reaction, I made an excuse to myself.
‘She’ll give up at this. No matter how corrupted she is, she’s still a pure nun.’
Even if her lust engine was running wild.
This condition should be difficult for her to accept.
“……Alright.”
“……”
Of course, that was just an ugly excuse.
In truth, I had vaguely sensed she would accept.
Though I hadn’t been 100% sure.
Yeah… 50%… no, maybe 30% of me had hoped she would refuse.
But Claire didn’t refuse.
Swish.
She rose from the bed and slipped her hand under her skirt.
“D-don’t look too much…”
“You want to see mine that badly…? Really…?”
“……”
At my question, Claire blushed and silently pulled down her underwear from under the skirt.
It was white.
Part of it was darkened, as if slightly damp.
I could see something faintly glistening, like a thread.
“……”
“……I took them off.”
After neatly folding her underwear and placing it on the floor, Claire sat facing me again and stared at me intently.
‘Claire… she’s more stubborn than I thought…’
I never imagined she would push her own demands this persistently.
She was careful, but she didn’t give up.
All to see mine.
Even though she was trembling with tension, she looked straight at me.
Her eyes spoke clearly.
──Take it off already.
“……”
“……”
In the end, I carefully stood up from the bed as well.
Claire’s gaze followed.
“Don’t stare too much…”
“You kept looking at me too, Ares.”
Feeling her unhidden gaze, I unbuckled my belt.
I lowered my pants.
“Hup…”
At the same time, I heard Claire suck in her breath.
The reason was simple.
With women, even after removing underwear, the skirt covers everything.
But with men…
Especially after watching an erotic video and being asked by a female classmate to show it…
The shape was visible even without removing the underwear.
“……”
“Aren’t you… going to take them off…?”
When I hesitated, Claire urged me, her breathing now rough.
“Kuh…”
I squeezed my eyes shut and pulled down my underwear.
“……”
“……”
A sudden silence filled the room.
‘It didn’t feel like this when I got naked with Ellie…’
That moment hiding among the anatomical models at night school.
We had been naked together then too, but…
The tension of having to hide had kept it from feeling like this.
My heart was pounding harder than back then.
“……”
“……”
I sat on the bed facing Claire in silence, now exposed.
Claire, who had been staring straight at me moments ago, now had her gaze fixed downward, unable to look away.
“……It’s… bigger than in the movie.”
And then.
Claire slowly opened her mouth.
“It’s big…”
“……”
I could feel her gaze tracing every corner of that place.
Feeling a bit wronged, I spoke to her.
“You’re just going to look?”
“Huh…?”
“We promised to show each other, remember.”
“Ah, r-right…”
Understanding my words, Claire widened her eyes, then lowered her head in embarrassment.
She shifted from her kneeling position, bringing her legs up to sit.
The long skirt of her nun’s habit slid down.
And then.
“……”
“Eek, it got… even bigger…”
Her smooth, bare place was revealed.
Slightly parted, glistening in the light.
The moment I witnessed it, my heart began pounding as if it would burst.
“Th-then, I-I’ll look a little more…”
“Huh…?”
At that moment, Claire approached me in that same posture.
Currently, my knees were on the bed, thighs raised.
Thanks to that, its height was roughly at Claire’s eye level.
And as Claire drew closer.
The distance between her and that place became close enough to touch.
“W-wait!”
“E-eh?”
“No touching!”
“Ah…”
I shouted urgently at Claire.
‘If she touches it, we might cross the line…!’
Physical contact was out.
That was the limit line I had drawn in my heart for the current situation.
“I’m sorry, I-I’ll be careful…”
Fortunately, Claire immediately accepted my words.
No touching, then.
“Also…, it’s hard to see from there.”
“Ah…”
I added one more request.
When Claire leaned in closer, her hips drew near my knees.
Because of that, that place was awkwardly hidden by the skirt and couldn’t be seen even looking down.
At my additional request.
“Will this do…?”
Blushing, Claire lifted the hem of her nun’s habit with her hands.
Her hips and lower abdomen were exposed.
“……”
I didn’t answer.
I simply stared intently near Claire’s legs, tense.
“Then now…, just a little more…, I’ll look…”
And Claire, taking my silence as affirmation.
Continued to observe that place of mine in that state.
“Wow…”
Maybe because she was seeing with her own eyes what she had only watched on TV.
Claire slowly examined every corner of that place.
‘This is… more embarrassing than I thought…’
With an entranced expression, Claire blushed as she took in the sight.
While observing for a while like that.
She narrowed her eyes and brought her face closer to that place.
“Wait…!”
“I won’t touch it…, so it’s fine…”
“Kuh…!”
She stopped her face at a precarious distance.
Close enough that the slightest movement would make contact.
What was she doing?
“Haa…”
A moment later, she let out a soft breath.
‘She’s… smelling it…’
From shame, that place twitched and trembled.
“Wow…”
Claire let out a soft voice of admiration.
‘When is this going to end…!’
I could no longer see her legs in my line of sight.
A girl observing that place of mine from right up close.
We mustn’t touch.
Crossing the line meant death.
With that rule drilled into my head, I couldn’t leisurely observe her body the way she was doing.
“Claire…, that’s enough now…”
“Just a little more…, just a little more…”
“No, you’ve already seen plenty…”
“Just a little more…”
Shwip, shwip…
Her breath coldly stimulated that place.
Even though we weren’t touching, I could feel her.
“Claire…”
I urged her to finish quickly.
“Just a little more…”
But Claire didn’t listen to me.
“No, it’s enough now…”
As if entranced, she maintained that almost-touching distance.
And kept staring at it.
“Just a little more…”
And then.
“So now, stop…”
At that moment.
──Kiss.
“……What.”
“……Ah.”
Her lips gently touched the tip of that place.
“Aaaaaah!!! Wh-what are you doing?!”
Startled, I hurriedly pulled back and shouted at her.
It touched…
It touched, touched, touched!!
‘What happens now?! Is it okay?! We haven’t crossed the line yet, right?!’
My heart raced madly with a different kind of tension than before.
But unlike my reaction, the situation didn’t change.
Claire merely touched her own lips with a dazed expression.
“…Claire?”
And when I called her name.
Only then did Claire come to her senses and suddenly stand up.
“I-I’m sorry, Ares…! I’m sorry…!”
Blushing, Claire apologized in a rush.
Then she immediately opened the door and left the room.
“Today…, thank you…!”
Click.
Bang!
“……”
Just like that, Claire suddenly stood up and left the room.
“What the hell…”
Left in the room were a half-naked man.
And only the damp panties of a woman.
Question
Sex means instant death, right?
Kissing is okay, but after that other female students keep tempting me hard…
…Then what about touching it with hands?
“Phew… borderline safe, huh…”
I checked the Gallery’s opinions and finally felt relieved.
…I never dreamed she would kiss it there.
‘……It was insanely soft.’
The sensation still lingered.
That soft, moist touch that brushed against the tip…
“Just how much of a pervert has she become…”
We almost crossed the line.
It was lucky I felt the fear of death the moment it touched… otherwise I might have lost my mind…
‘Like NightRat said, it’s better to avoid situations like that altogether…’
I can’t trust my own self-control forever.
I need to be more careful from now on.
While thinking that and lying on the bed organizing my thoughts, it happened.
───Knock knock knock knock.
“……”
Someone was knocking on the door.
‘7:30…’
The current time was 7:30 PM.
I had just finished dinner.
So, as expected, Father Malik had come.
However.
Unlike last time, I didn’t open the door right away.
[Ares, it’s me.]
“……”
I quietly approached the door at the voice outside.
And asked softly.
“Preferred length and thickness…?”
A moment later.
An answer came.
[……Average.]
Good.
I quietly opened the door.
Creaaak…
Father Malik stood there with a slightly displeased expression.
“Ares, confirming is fine, but… what exactly is this password?”
“It’s like a personal jinx of mine. I’ve never failed to spot a fake with this question.”
“I see…”
After that, Father Malik headed to the confessional with me.
But unlike usual, he held a censer emitting smoke in one hand.
And a cross in the other.
While singing a hymn in an incomprehensible language, he walked down the corridor.
I followed behind him toward the confessional.
Last time, we were attacked by an evil spirit the moment we stepped into the corridor.
This was a countermeasure against that.
Creaaak…
Thud.
Thus, we arrived at the confessional.
“Ares, as I said yesterday… today the evil spirit will resist even more fiercely.”
“……Yes.”
“I’ll be with you, but… honestly, I’m not sure how much help I’ll be to you, Ares.”
“As long as there’s someone to stop me if something like yesterday happens, that’s enough.”
“I see… You’re quite reliable, Ares.”
Today, I would attempt the exorcism ritual together with Father Malik.
Because I judged it had become too difficult to handle alone now.
In fact, I no longer had the confidence to perform the ritual by myself.
“If possible, let’s find out its name today, Ares.”
“……”
“We’ll learn the creature’s name today and drive out that evil spirit. …Understood?”
“Yes…”
“I’m counting on you, Ares.”
Father Malik smiled faintly beyond the curtain.
A trusting smile directed at me.
But.
‘Is he really just a normal priest…?’
I still couldn’t shake my suspicion in my heart.
Creaaak…
After finishing our brief strategy meeting, we left the confessional.
And just like before, we began walking down the corridor holding the censer.
Father Malik’s singing echoed softly through the hallway.
It was a song that calmed the mind.
Creak, creak, creak…
Walking slowly like that.
While staying alert to our surroundings as we moved down the corridor.
“……Ares.”
“……”
Father Malik’s singing stopped, and so did our footsteps.
He spoke to me in a trembling voice.
“Can you see it…?”
“……Yes.”
At the end of the corridor he was looking toward.
Clouds parted and moonlight shone into the dark space.
Revealing three figures hiding in the darkness.
“……”
“……”
“……”
They were nuns.
Agnes, Martha, Adela.
“That’s… not an illusion like last time, Ares.”
“I know.”
This time.
The evil spirit was directly controlling the nuns, trying to block us.
Grinning from within the darkness.
They stared at us and licked their lips.