Already Within My Cumshot Range

A concert was unfolding atop the bed.

Squish…squish…♡

"Aah♡ M-my fingers won't stop♡ I've already cum with my pussy, but my fingers won't stop♡"

The Saintess, who didn't even seem to realize she'd been dimensionally transported, twitched those slender, jade-like fingers of hers ever so slightly—and each time she did, her pretty pink pussy answered like a piano key being struck, spilling out a filthy, intoxicating melody.

"Haaah♡ O Great Mother who created the world, Lady Sophia—I, who despite being a Saintess have repeatedly pursued pleasure until I forgot my sacred duty and became a lewd, wanton slut, bare myself before You and beg Your forgiveness—aah…♡ Forgive me♡ Even in this very moment, I have once again given myself over to pleasure♡ Please forgive Your lewd servant—ha, nngh…♡"

And without missing a beat, she completed the perfect harmony by layering those filthy moans over the melody her lower lips were pouring out.

I, who had been holding my breath and watching the whole spectacle, couldn't hide my astonishment at the Saintess—the conductor of this vulgar yet sacred orchestra.

Holy shit, those tits are massive. Same league as Senior Arang, or maybe even bigger… World Cup-class breasts…!!

Until now I'd figured the only person who could even come close to Senior Arang's chest was Bok-soon.

But the world really was a vast place, wasn't it?

I just kept letting out silent gasps of awe, mouth hanging open, completely unable to close it as I stared at the Saintess's enormous milk jugs that never stopped bouncing and swaying to the wet squelching sounds.

More importantly—Sophia? That name… I've heard it somewhere before, haven't I?

Where had I heard it?

It felt like it was right on the tip of my tongue, and yet it wouldn't come. More precisely, every time the memory was about to surface, it would suddenly scatter like smoke.

"Haaaang♡ Please forgive me♡ This lewd woman who knows no satisfaction and keeps craving her p-pussy—pleeease…♡"

Pssshhhhh-♡

Right when I was going I've got it! W-wait!, the Saintess on the bed would violently bounce those massive mammaries of hers, climaxing with the filthiest moan imaginable—as if she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠were saying, Forget all those complicated thoughts and leave everything to me—and sweep away whatever memories I'd managed to dredge up like a broom clearing dust.

And right after that, a pure yet unbearably erotic scent came flooding into my nostrils, the kind that made it impossible not to get rock hard.

No, seriously—is this a Saintess or a succubus sent to corrupt people?

A Saintess embracing and cradling a lost little lamb with that overflowing, breast-like capacity for acceptance wasn't strange in itself. But this particular Saintess also possessed such overwhelming sex appeal that she turned people's brains to mush.

I bet the guys in her neighborhood were jerking off to this lewd Saintess every single night.

I nodded to myself, feeling like I'd just uncovered the secret of religious devotion—and then quietly gripped my cock, which was ready to explode at any second.

I knew it was making my dick ache something fierce, and that it was terrible for prostate health. But I couldn't help it.

Squish-squish-squish-♡

"Haaaaaang♡ Forgive this lewd slut who, despite being a lowly servant, used Lady Sophia's revelations as an excuse and kept committing acts of carnality over and over…♡"

The distance between me and that Saintess is less than two meters. She's already within my ejaculation range…!!

If I came right here and now, I'd lose the chance to keep watching that beautiful, desperate, filthy masturbation.

And if I just spurt it all over the place, cleaning it up would be a massive pain ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠in the ass too.

So there I was, literally holding my dick and stifling silent groans—when a sudden curiosity flashed through my mind.

Wait a second… what happens if I extract Holy Water in this state?

I already knew that all the Holy Water I'd tasted so far had come from this Saintess.

But I'd never known exactly how it was extracted.

But right now… maybe I can find out?

Squish…♡ Squish…♡

"Haaang♡"

With my points overflowing anyway, I casually spun a 10-pull.

Last time the pulls had come through right away, so I'd only spun ten this time expecting the same—but of course that had been wishful thinking.

Looking at the gacha itself, this is actually a pretty solid haul… but I didn't get a single drop of Holy Water.

I still had a ton of points left, sure.

But I'd been planning to spend all of them on skill upgrades and stat boosts, so I couldn't exactly afford to waste them.

After a brief moment of internal debate, I immediately hit [Yes] and ran the pulls.

Ah.

You've got to be kidding me.

My head started throbbing as eighty-eight more lines of messages cascaded open before my eyes.

…

…

And when it drops this well, why the hell did none of it come out on the 10-pull, only to start pouring out the second I ran an 89-pull?

Still, looking at the results alone, it was an extremely generous and satisfying haul—so I decided to just treat those first ten pulls as a sacrificial offering. That was when—

"Haang♡ I'm about to cum again♡ About to spread my pussy so vulgarly right in front of the Goddess and c—ah?!"

Suddenly the curtains by the window fluttered, and sunlight that had slipped past them fell across the Saintess, who was still face-down on the bed, continuing her masturbation.

It felt strange coming from someone who didn't particularly believe in gods, but it was sunlight that seemed to carry an extraordinary holiness.

Exposed to that light, the Saintess buried her face in her own breasts and murmured,

"Aah…♡ Has the User extracted my Holy Water again…? Last time You took so much that I prepared a stockpile, and yet already… A-ah, I understand… I shall prepare it at once…♡"

"…!"

Don't tell me Holy Water is extracted through divine revelation like that?

It wasn't like ordering food on a kiosk.

I click-click away over here extracting Holy Water, and over there the Saintess manufactures it on demand?

It was a little absurd, and I wasn't sure if that was even how it was supposed to work.

As I stared at her with a complicated mix of thoughts and feelings, the Saintess—who had been burying her face in her cleavage the way one buries a face in a pillow—slowly began to raise her upper body.

"I know You extracted a tremendous amount last time as well, and yet once again such a vast quantity of H-Holy Water… As Lady Sophia's lowly servant I shall of course obey Her will, but this is still far too embarr—ah…?"

"Ah."

And only then did the Saintess slowly open those tightly shut eyes of hers—only to find me standing right in front of her, dick in hand, staring blankly at her. She blinked her two eyes in a daze for a moment, then—

"Ah…♡ How sinful a servant am I♡ To have pursued lust beyond all necessity until now even the image of the User's naked form flickers before my eyes as a hallucination♡"

"…?"

Squiiish-♡

The Saintess, who had been sticky-gazing me up and down, fixed those beautiful blue eyes of hers on me, swallowed hard with an audible gulp—and resumed the masturbation she had briefly paused.