Volunteer Work (11)
Awkward, heavy silence hung in the air.
Everyone except the dazed Claire was staring at me without looking away.
Yet no one moved.
Why?
I didn’t know the reason, but what I had to do right now was crystal clear and simple.
Run…!
Luckily, the only door in this room was right behind me.
I spun around in a panic and yanked it open.
Bang!
And then—
“……”
“……”
I came face-to-face with Priest Malik, who was staring at me with a cold expression from the doorway.
“You fucking bastard!! Move—!!”
I wasn’t about to just stand there like an idiot.
I grabbed Priest Malik and hurled him backward.
Thud!
He looked startled but went down easily.
This was my chance.
It was now or never.
I had to get out right now.
With that single thought, I bolted up the stairs.
“Hehehe.”
“Where do you think you’re going…?”
“We still have to do something nice together.”
“……”
Three people were coming down the stairs toward me.
Agnes, Martha, and Adela.
The nuns, wearing only their veils, slowly approached and grabbed my arms and legs.
So that’s why they didn’t stop me…
I finally understood why the people in the basement had just watched me try to run.
I was already a rat in a trap.
“Let gooooooo!!!”
I thrashed with everything I had, but it was useless.
Even one possessed nun was stronger than me.
Being held by three of them? No contest.
Just like that, I was dragged back down into the basement.
So fucking ridiculous, that son of a bitch
ㄴ[Ares: Guess this is really it;;]
ㄴ[Night Rat: Don’t give up, you fucker]
ㄴ[For Glory: Looks like they moved the plan up]
The only thing I could do was report to the Gallery while being held captive.
I kept struggling, but there was no way to break free.
There was nothing I could do.
This is it…
I resigned myself as the nuns tied me to the bed.
It was my mistake for firmly believing the demon worshipers’ plan would happen on Sunday.
You fucking idiot… You should’ve been more careful…
I ground my teeth in frustration and cursed myself.
So this is how it ends.
Lana, Ellie…
I at least wanted to see those two one more time before I died…
“Now then, we’re going to do something nice from now on, so do your best too, Ares?”
“Heave-ho.”
At that moment, Sister Agnes and Sister Adela undid my pants and pulled them down.
When my underwear came off with them, my lower body was completely exposed.
“Hehe, now… grow, grow…”
Rub, rub.
Stroke, stroke.
The two of them gently stimulated me with their slender fingers.
“Kgh…”
The thing that had been limp quickly stood up from the stimulation.
“Sisters…! Please…! Please come to your senses and help me! If this keeps going, Claire’s going to be in danger!”
As a last hope, I pleaded with the nuns.
They were under the control of evil spirits.
Maybe, just maybe, their minds would miraculously clear and they’d save me.
And then—
Step, step.
Sister Isabella approached my side and softly leaned her head down.
She whispered into my ear.
“The nuns aren’t here right now.”
“……”
After crushing my final hope, she giggled like a demon.
And at that moment—
““““───────””””
The four demon worshipers in red robes, pressed against the walls around the bed where I was tied, raised their hands and began chanting strange words.
Words that sounded like some kind of incantation.
At the same time, the candlelight illuminating the basement began turning red.
An ominous red glow filled the room.
“You fucking bastards!! Stop!! I told you to stop—!!”
I thrashed one last time as the ritual began.
I shook my hips and poured strength into my limbs.
But the two nuns held my waist and legs down.
They sneered and kept fondling me down there.
And then—
““““───────””””
──Sssssss.
A few minutes after the demon worshipers’ chant began, black smoke slowly rose from the crowns of the nuns’ heads.
“Ahh, ah…”
“Haa…”
The two nuns who had been touching me let out lewd breaths.
Thud, thud.
The nuns, smoke pouring from them, collapsed to the floor one by one.
“……”
I knew instinctively.
That thing coming out of their heads—
That was the evil spirit.
““““──────!!””””
The black smoke, the true form of the evil spirit, moved according to the demon worshipers’ gestures.
The smoke drifted toward Claire, who was standing there blankly.
“Claire!!”
“Ah, ah, ahh…”
The smoke was sucked into Claire’s head.
Her eyes rolled back slightly as she drooled and moaned.
Then thud.
She sank to the floor.
“……”
“……”
“……”
“……”
The moment she sat down, the demon worshipers’ chant also stopped.
Now… it begins…
I swallowed hard, tension gripping me.
The demon worshipers’ plan.
They were going to fully possess Claire with the evil spirit, have her have sex with an unholy man, get her pregnant, and give birth to a demon.
And right now—
The evil spirit had completely entered Claire.
And because of the nuns’ earlier stimulation, I was standing fully erect.
What would happen next was obvious.
Swish…
Claire, who had been sitting, slowly stood up.
“Claire…”
“……Hehe.”
When she raised her head, red light flashed in her eyes, reflecting the candlelight.
Claire looked at me with a seductive smile that didn’t suit her at all.
“Fuck, fuck, Claire…!”
“Ares…”
Claire slowly approached.
Step, step, step.
At the same time, she began unbuttoning her top.
“Let’s do lots of… nice things together…?”
“……”
It’s over.
Thinking that, I resigned myself and slowly turned my head to look at the ceiling.
And then—
───Rustle.
A comment had appeared on the Gallery window I’d left open earlier.
“……”
The moment I saw the comment, my mind snapped back to clarity.
“Huh…? Now that I think about it…”
I immediately tilted my head in confusion.
And at that exact moment—
“Ares… I have something to confess…”
“……What?”
Claire, who had somehow gotten right next to me, leaned in and whispered.
“I… touched myself while thinking about you…”
“……”
“Even the first day we watched a movie together… I touched myself imagining your body. You told me to rub it, remember…?”
“……”
“And after that, I did it right next to you… Even though I knew you noticed… It made me even more excited, and my underwear got completely soaked…”
“……”
“And today… haa… today I touched myself while thinking about your dick. Remembering exactly how it felt against my lips. Today I even put a finger inside…”
“……”
“…And you know what? It felt… so good.”
“……”
“If one finger felt like that… what would it feel like if yours went in? …I got so excited, I kept, kept, kept— imagining you while touching myself.”
It was a confession.
Like a sinner confessing in a confessional.
The evil spirit–possessed Claire was telling me all her shameful secrets.
“I’m so lewd, aren’t I…?”
“……”
And the moment Claire’s confession ended—
“Kgh, ugh, graaaaaaaaah───!!!”
Screams began echoing through the room.
The red candlelight that had been illuminating the surroundings returned to normal.
The atmosphere shifted.
“Graaaaaaaaah!!”
“What the hell!! Kgh!! Haaaaaaaah!!”
“No—!! Nooooooo!!!”
The ones screaming were the demon worshipers.
They suddenly clutched their chests and writhed in agony.
Thud, thud.
One by one, they began collapsing to the floor.
“What… what’s happening…”
The last one still standing—
Priest Malik.
Step… step.
Clutching his chest, he staggered toward us.
Reaching out toward Claire, he muttered in disbelief.
“You… were pure…… a virgin……”
───Thud.
“……”
“……”
Claire and I stared blankly at the fallen Priest Malik.
“What the hell…”
I muttered quietly, dumbfounded.
And then—
“Ah, ahh, aaah…!”
“Claire…?”
Claire, who had been looking at Priest Malik with me, staggered and clutched her head.
She screamed in pain.
“───Kyaaaaaaaah!!!”
“Claire!! Claire!! Are you okay!? Claire!!”
“No—!! No no no no no no!!”
The demon worshipers had all died, cursed in reverse because Claire wasn’t a suitable sacrifice.
And now Claire was suffering from the backlash.
Don’t tell me Claire too…?
Was the rebound affecting her as well?
Panicked, I kept shouting at Claire.
“Claire!! Are you okay?! Claire!!”
“Kyaaaaaaaah!!!”
But Claire couldn’t hear my voice and kept shaking her head in agony.
And then—
“Get outtttttt!!”
“What?! W-wait—!!”
Tears streaming down her face, Claire grabbed my neck.
She shoved her face toward mine.
Her lips drew closer.
“Wait…!! ──Aaaaaagh!!”
“Kyaaaaaaaah!!”
Matching Claire’s scream, my mouth opened on its own.
Our open mouths met.
And between them—
Something ominous entered.
“Ughaaaaaaaagh!!”
It flowed into my body.
The same black smoke I’d seen earlier.
After that—
──I lost consciousness.
What the fuck is this???
ㄴ[Night Rat: At least you didn’t die after getting fucked by a girl]
ㄴ[Ares: I died????]
ㄴ[Ares: No, why the fuck????]
ㄴ[For Glory: Floating in the void and only browsing the Gallery is what we do]
……
I stared blankly at the Gallery.
Dead…?
Me…?
Ah… So in the end…
I failed.
I didn’t know why.
But now I was in the same situation as those Gallery bastards who failed to graduate.
Fuck…
What happens now?
Am I just going to stay in this dark space forever…?
Until the next guy graduates and I can finally move on…?
Ellie…
I thought of the faces I’d never see again.
Lana…
I at least wanted to see her one more time.
───Graaaaaaaaaaah!!!
And then—
What…?
A faint sound echoed in my ears.
───Ughahahahaha!! Graaaaaaaaaaah!!!
A man’s scream.
A sound that was both pained and gleeful.
It rang in my ears like an auditory hallucination.
A moment later—
───Amooooooooon!!!
The voice wasn’t a scream or laughter anymore… It was shouting something that sounded like a name.
And then—
“……Huh?”
I opened my eyes.
“Ares…!”
“Ares!”
“Are you okay?”
“H-how’s your body…?”
“Hwaaang! I was so worried!”
When I opened my eyes, the nuns were right in front of me.
Claire.
And Agnes, Martha, Isabella, and Adela.
The only difference from my memory was… they were all properly dressed this time.
“What… I wasn’t dead?”
“You weren’t dead, Ares. You were just possessed by the evil spirit…”
Claire answered my question.
“Evil spirit…?”
At her words, I looked around.
Now that I thought about it, this wasn’t the basement from earlier.
It was a more familiar place.
The very room where, just recently, I had undergone the exorcism ritual with Sisters Agnes and Isabella.
I was sitting in a chair in that room.
“Don’t tell me… I was possessed by the evil spirit and you performed the exorcism on me?”
“Yes. We just found out its name and drove it out.”
“……I see.”
I wasn’t dead.
“Haha…”
Relief washed over me and tears welled up in my eyes.
Thank god.
I wasn’t dead.
“Thank……”
I was about to thank the people who had saved me.
And then I noticed.
“……”
──My pants were off.
Huh? What?
And my body felt strangely languid.
The surroundings were soaked with water.
And in Claire’s hand was some kind of liquid that didn’t look like water…
“Ah…”
Claire noticed my gaze and blushed.
The other nuns also quietly turned their heads away.
What the…?
“It’s okay…!”
Claire spoke to my confused self.
She smiled softly, her cheeks flushed.
“W-we only used our hands… so it’s fine.”
“……Huh?”
……Used your hands for what?
Ha, fuck, that scared the shit out of me
ㄴ[For Glory: Seems like it]
ㄴ[Ares: You guys just sat there browsing the Gallery in that place…?]
ㄴ[Upload some videos already]
ㄴ[Ares: I’m gonna upload a shit ton of super lewd movies, just wait]
ㄴ[Uhyoooooo!! I knew I could count on you!!]
ㄴ[Lunchbox Collector: Hey hey, is that for real!! I worship you, Ares!!]
ㄴ[Red Night Sky: Sir, could you also upload game streams or something??]
I wasn’t dead.
“The demon worshipers’ ritual failed… and the evil spirit that couldn’t stay inside Claire entered Ares, who was right next to her.”
Claire was pure, but she had lost her innocence.
When she confessed that, the ritual twisted, and as a result, all the demon worshipers died.
But Claire’s faithful mental strength was strong.
She rejected the evil spirit, and it left her body and entered me instead.
“Once Claire came to her senses, she woke all of us up. Then we immediately started the exorcism ritual.”
The exorcism took quite a while.
Thanks to that, when I opened my eyes, it was already Sunday dawn.
From Friday evening until Saturday—
I had spent the entire time possessed by the evil spirit.
“By the way… Priest Malik really was a demon worshiper…”
Lying on the bed, I muttered after hearing Agnes’s full explanation.
Agnes answered with an apologetic expression.
“I’m sorry. If I had thought a little more carefully when I woke up, I might have realized it sooner…”
“You could have known…?”
“Yes. When we were preparing for your exorcism, I checked the manual you received, Ares.”
“……”
“There were a lot of mistakes in the manual.”
“……What?”
I answered in a puzzled voice.
Mistakes…?
“Simple errors. Things that look plausible on the surface but would be wrong if you weren’t a real priest. Like how in the prayer it said ‘God’ instead of—”
“……”
“In Catholicism, we say ‘Lord’ instead of ‘God.’”
“……”
“The upside-down cross, which was supposedly proof of possession, is actually the symbol of Saint Peter.”
“……I-I see.”
There had been evidence everywhere that Priest Malik was fake.
It was just that neither I nor the Gallery folks knew enough about that stuff to notice.
Well… the fact that they let me perform the exorcism in the first place was already suspicious…
Now that I knew the answer, all the things that had felt off started making sense.
“Anyway, your body is fine, right?”
“Ah, yes…”
After hearing the full story from Sister Agnes, she checked my physical condition.
Fortunately, my body was perfectly fine.
No injuries, no pain.
Except…
“Um… Sister.”
“Yes?”
“By the way… after being possessed by an evil spirit, do people sometimes hear things?”
“Hear things?”
Agnes thought for a moment at my question.
“It can happen while possessed… but the evil spirit that possessed you, the demon Amon, was definitely driven out properly.”
“Is that so…”
“Yes… You might just be tired after going through something so big. If you’re not feeling well, we should take you to the hospital later.”
“……Understood.”
She said the auditory hallucinations weren’t because of the evil spirit.
I nodded.
Was it really just because I was tired…?
And then—
Knock, knock, knock.
“Sister Agnes…”
“Ah, Claire.”
Claire had come to take over the nursing shift from Agnes.
“Rest well, Ares.”
“Ah, yes.”
Sister Agnes left the room after switching with Claire.
Claire approached and sat in the seat Agnes had vacated.
She had brought a potted plant with fresh flowers and smiled gently at me.
“How’s your body feeling, Ares?”
“Yeah.”
The auditory hallucinations…
She said they weren’t because of the evil spirit.
“Hey, Claire.”
“Yes?”
“What were you doing before you came here?”
At my question, Claire stared at me blankly for a moment.
Then she smiled brightly and answered.
“I was praying. Praying for your health, Ares.”
At the same time, the auditory hallucination rang out.
━Actually, I was touching myself.
━While imagining you, Ares…
“……”
“……Is something wrong?”
Claire smiled calmly.
I avoided her eyes and thought.
…She must just be tired.
Otherwise, I’m in trouble.