The Priest's Betrayal
The dark corridor echoed with the laughter of women.
They blocked the path we needed to take.
“…We’re still men, though. Can’t we just force our way through?”
“Ares was caught yesterday too, wasn’t he? When a demon possesses someone, they can do things a normal human body couldn’t.”
“You’re right…”
Last night, two nuns had grabbed me and tied me to the bed. Even if I’d been flustered, I should’ve been able to overpower two women. At the very least, I could’ve escaped without getting caught. But their strength wasn’t that of ordinary women. The three standing in front of us now were probably the same.
“So what do we do…?”
“I moved the location ahead of time, just in case.”
“The location…?”
“Yes. The demon is watching us now. The other priests should be relocating Sister Isabella as we speak.”
“……”
The priest had a plan after all? His frightened face hadn’t exactly inspired confidence.
“So from here on, we’ll pretend we’re heading to the original ritual chamber… then change direction and move to the prepared room instead.”
“Where is this room…?”
“I can’t tell you right now. The demon might be listening.”
We shared Malik’s plan while keeping a wary eye on the three nuns. Then—
Shhhk.
Shhhk.
The three women blocking our way began to change.
“Oh…”
“Th-this is…”
They giggled and started stripping off their clothes completely. Under the moonlight in the darkness, the three beautiful nuns stood completely naked—except for their nun’s caps still perched on their heads. Thanks to that, it was instantly clear they were nuns.
One by one, they spoke.
“Ares, Father Malik.”
“Want to have some fun with us…?”
“Let’s not waste time on pointless things.”
The middle one—Sister Agnes, with her large breasts—stepped forward. She thrust her chest into the moonlight and began caressing her own breasts with both hands. Her nipples peeked between her fingers and bounced lightly. For a moment, the two of us just stared blankly at the sight.
“Father, a little while wouldn’t hurt, would it…?”
“Wh-what are you saying all of a sudden?! Ares, don’t let yourself be bewitched!”
Of course, it was a joke. But maybe ten percent of it was sincere.
That crazy demon bastard…!
As expected of a demon, its technique for seducing men was on another level. The fact that I’d actually considered it for even a second was terrifying.
“Come on… let’s play together.”
“It’ll definitely feel good…”
Sisters Martha and Adela, their voices dripping with seduction, slowly walked forward. Naked women wearing only nun’s caps approached us, hips and breasts swaying enticingly.
“Ares! We have to go!”
“R-right! Yeah!”
At Malik’s shout, I snapped out of it and turned to run after him.
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
Our footsteps echoed down the corridor, but we didn’t hear any chasing after us.
What…?
I glanced back. The three women were just watching us with sultry smiles. They weren’t in any hurry to pursue.
Malik, who had been running ahead, looked back and shouted.
“Don’t let your guard down! Demons are cunning! We don’t know when or how they’ll attack!”
“……”
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
I stared at Malik’s back as he ran desperately.
Is this guy really a demon worshiper…?
Watching him go this far made me doubt my doubts. But a part of me still felt uneasy. There had been plenty of monsters who pretended to be on our side only to stab us in the back.
If this guy really is a demon worshiper… what then?
I still had time until Sunday. For now, I just followed him, lost in thought.
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
We headed down the stairs to the lower floor. Then—
Shhhk…
“……Huh?”
Suddenly, everything went dark.
“Wh-whoa, what the—?! Father! Father Malik—!!”
I couldn’t see anything. It was like my eyes were closed. Like there wasn’t a single light around me.
“Son of a bitch—!!”
It was the demon. The demon’s doing. I didn’t know what it was trying to do, but just like last night when Malik had vanished from sight while I was being chased, something was now covering my eyes with its power.
“Father—!!”
I called out to Malik for help. I couldn’t see, but I could still hear and feel. If I just told him what was happening, he could grab me and lead the way. Stay calm. I called for the priest who had been ahead of me.
“Father—!!”
But no matter how many times I called, he didn’t answer. Then—
Shhhk.
“Huh…?”
My darkened vision suddenly brightened. I looked around in confusion.
“Why… here…?”
I was sure I’d been going down the stairs with Malik. But when I opened my eyes, I was standing in the hallway right in front of my own room.
“Ares.”
“Aaaahhh!!”
The moment I heard Sister Agnes’s voice behind me, I spun around. There she stood—naked except for her nun’s cap—smiling at me with a lewd expression.
Shit—!!
The second I saw her, I tried to run. But she was faster.
“Where are you going?”
“Let go—!!”
Thud!
Agnes grabbed me as I tried to move and shoved me down. I lost my balance and fell, and naturally, she climbed on top of me.
“Touch me here… I’m already this wet. It’s all because of you, Ares.”
“Aaaagh! Damn it…!!”
She was incredibly strong. With one arm she pinned me down, and with the other she grabbed my hand and forced it between her legs. I couldn’t resist her movements at all.
“Now then, let’s do all the fun things we couldn’t finish yesterday. Right here, right now, Ares.”
“……”
Her seductive voice tickled my ears. I couldn’t escape. I couldn’t run. Was I really going to get pinned down like this, have one last orgasm, and then die?
—Like hell I am!!
I wasn’t going to die like this. If I died here, all those times I’d held back when Lana and Ellie tried to seduce me would’ve been for nothing. I refused to give up. As long as I didn’t give up, there was always a way out—even if the sky fell.
……Right. A way out!
An idea flashed through my mind.
“You want to have fun…?”
“Yes. Let’s do it a lot♡”
“Fine.”
I stopped struggling to get away. Instead, I did the opposite. I remembered something I’d heard once: when a beast has your hand in its mouth, you don’t pull away—you push deeper.
“Kyaaah!?”
Shlick.
I drove the hand she’d pulled between her legs even deeper inside her. Soft, slippery, ridged flesh. It was a sensation I’d grown familiar with recently.
“Ah, w-wait, just a second…!!”
Twitch, twitch, twitch.
The moment I stimulated the weak spot I’d already mapped out, Agnes—who had been so confident just moments ago—grabbed my hand with a flustered expression. But she didn’t try to pull it out. She just held it there, trembling as she rocked her hips like she was enjoying it.
“Go… go! Go!! Just come already—!!”
“Ah, no…! I’m coming…! I’m coming…! I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming—!! I’m really comingggg—!!”
Shlick-shlick-shlick-shlick!
Squiiirt!!
It was a hand technique I’d used on her at least thirty times before. I knew exactly where to touch to make her feel the best. It didn’t even take three minutes to make her finish.
“Serves you right, you premature-ejaculating bitch—!!”
“Ah, ngh, eh, eeh…”
Twitch, twitch…
I left Agnes twitching and spraying on the floor and bolted down the hallway.
If it hadn’t been Agnes, I would’ve been in real trouble!
Thank god it was someone I’d already dealt with multiple times. If it had been anyone else, I would’ve been caught and raped for sure. Just imagining it sent a chill down my spine.
More importantly, the priest—!
I headed for the stairs we’d gone down earlier. I didn’t know why, but when my eyes had been covered, I must’ve been bewitched into coming back up here. I had to find Malik. He knew where the ritual chamber was.
I ran and reached the stairs where my vision had been blocked. That’s when—
“Ares!”
“F-Father!”
“Thank goodness…! You’re safe!”
Malik appeared at the bottom of the stairs, looking terrified.
“When I came to my senses, you were gone…!”
Just like me, Malik said he’d been bewitched and hadn’t realized I’d disappeared while we were running together. He hadn’t heard me calling for him either.
“The demon must be reaching its limit.”
“Then…”
“Yes. We’ll definitely learn its name today. This way…!”
We regrouped and started running down the corridor together. Down to the first floor, through the outdoor walkway, heading from the dormitory toward the cathedral building.
“The ritual chamber is in the cathedral basement!”
“Huh? You said we shouldn’t say it out loud…!”
“It should be fine now that we’ve come this far…! Besides, if we get separated again, one of us will need to reach the chamber and perform the exorcism!”
“…I see.”
Malik’s face was set with determination. The demon was cornered and making its final stand. Even if it meant sacrificing one of us, we had to perform the exorcism and drive it out. Malik looked ready to accept that.
“The basement is this way!”
We sprinted across the center of the cathedral. The basement entrance was in a corner of the chapel.
“We’re almost there!”
Malik looked back at me with a smile as he pointed to the entrance. He seemed relieved that we’d made it safely. Then—
“……Hrk!”
His relieved smile twisted into pure horror.
“Ares—!!”
“Huh…?”
He spun around and lunged at me.
Grab!
“Aaaagh!”
He grabbed me and shoved me toward the entrance.
Thud!
I ended up tumbling across the floor and slamming into the basement door.
“Father… what the hell—!”
I pushed myself up, wincing from the pain, and shouted at him in confusion. But—
“—Run! Get inside, Ares!!”
“……Father.”
Malik was blocking the three smiling nuns with his entire body. He’d pushed me to protect me from the nuns chasing after us.
“F-Father…!!”
“Haha, what are you doing…?”
Veins bulging on his forehead, Malik held the nuns back with all his strength. Three of them. Even one was too much. Agnes’s breasts smothered his face.
“I’m fine, so… hurry, perform the ritual… Ares.”
“Father Malik—!!”
“—Just go!!”
Sister Martha clung to his back, wrapping her pale thighs around his waist. I clenched my fists at the sight.
“Ngh…!!”
I squeezed my eyes shut, flung the door open, and rushed down the stairs, slamming it behind me.
“With that… it’s done…”
Creak.
The moment the door closed, Malik collapsed with his face buried between Sister Adela’s legs. He was smiling faintly.
Bang!
“Hrk… Father…!”
As I ran down the stairs, I let out a frustrated groan. He’d sacrificed himself to save me.
“Father Malik…!”
Honestly, I was insanely jealous.
Can’t be helped… I have to do this alone…!
Malik had been caught by the nuns to buy me time. According to him, the basement was a sacred place prepared in advance so that no one could intrude from outside—like a confessional. Once the ritual began, the other nuns wouldn’t be able to stop me like they had yesterday. So all I had to do now was enter the chamber and learn the demon’s name.
“There it is…!”
I ran down the stairs and sprinted down the corridor. At the end was a single door. My instincts screamed at me.
That’s the one.
I grabbed the handle, threw the door open, and stepped inside.
Click!
Bang!
“Hah, hah, hah…”
Only after closing the door could I finally catch my breath.
If I’ve made it this far, it should be fine…
The tension drained out of me, replaced by relief. But it wasn’t over yet. In fact, this was where it really began.
“Alright…”
I took a deep breath and turned around. The exorcism ritual was about to start. I had to drive out the demon. With that resolve, I looked into the room.
“……”
“……”
“……”
“……Huh?”
There were five people inside. Three men, two women. The men were familiar faces—the three priests whose eyes, arms, and legs had been injured. But their outfits were different from usual.
“……What’s with the red robes, Fathers?”
“……”
“……”
“……”
They didn’t answer. I looked past them at the two women. Sister Isabella, smiling at me. And standing blankly beside her—Claire.
“……”
Facing them, I immediately understood.
“Malik, you son of a bitch…”
His true identity really was a demon worshiper.