So That's What Starts It?

Once Bok-soon's re-education session was over, we got ourselves ready and headed straight out to the parking lot.

She had already finished every bit of the dimensional-disaster paperwork, so there was no need to swing by the local office or any of the surrounding government buildings. Still, if Freyja was going to live in this world from now on, she needed to learn the lay of the land—and pick up a little of this world's culture while she was at it.

Vrrr-rrr-rrr-rrr—

"Ugh, damn it, the engine simply will not start! It was throwing this ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠same tantrum on the way here, so I even checked whether we were out of gas!"

"Just how long have you been leaving this thing to rot? Looking at it, you barely drove it at all. And 'out of gas'? What even is that. Same with that 'gensē' nonsense. What kind of noble young lady talks like—"

"Nngh—come on! Start! Start already!"

From the looks of it, the car was some high-end German import—and it had simply drawn the short straw on owners.

I clicked my tongue at the sight of the Kkanf, who had escalated all the way to pointing a gun at her own car and threatening, Start this instant or I shall put a bullet hole in you!, then turned to the naked sow of a Saintess standing beside me with a face that said she had no idea what was going on.

"Looks like this might take a while…"

"Yes? Ah—yes! If you wish to use my pussy, I can open it right awa—♡"

"Whoa. What is with that customer-service energy?"

Smack—♡

I had figured she would be at least a little tense—naked, after all, in a dimension that was not her own—but far from nervous, Freyja looked ready to burst with anticipation. She spread her pussy open on the spot and tried to seduce me.

The smile she wore was so thick with lewdness it was hard to believe she was a Saintess. I swallowed hard, then put on a mischievous grin and asked the sow-Saintess in front of me,

"I'm turned on, don't get me wrong. But Freyja—aren't you acting a little too natural about this?"

"Pardon?"

"I mean, you came out with nothing but bare skin. You'd think that would make anyone a little nervous. You don't look nervous at all. Even if you've got that self-destructive streak of yours, not even checking who's watching is weird."

"Nh…?!"

Freyja flinched at my words and quietly looked away, as if she were terrified I had just stumbled onto a secret she could not afford to have found out.

"Be honest. You've done this kind of thing a few times in that other world, haven't you?"

"Haaauuunngh♡ I—I have no idea what you mean, Master, I truly do not—♡"

"Don't play dumb. You know exactly what I'm asking. Whether you went on naked walks with a distortion field wrapped around your body, just like now."

"A-aah…♡"

This was the same lewd Saintess who, even during prayer, secretly stuffed dildos into her pussy and asshole without anyone noticing—so the odds had always been high. Sure enough, her reaction told me I had nailed it.

Squeeze, knead—♡

I snatched up Freyja's enormous tits at once and wrung them hard, like I was milking a cow.

"I know everything. During worship, you stood naked in front of the whole congregation, didn't you? Wondering what people would think of you if the field dropped—hoping they'd point and call you a whore."

"Haa♡ How—how could you possibly…♡"

Her nipples and clitoris had already been standing stiff, but every time I whispered against her ear they swelled even harder, cuter. The two little nubs practically begged to be pulled. I took them between my fingers and drew them out slowly while Freyja panted, and kept going.

"And at night… mm, at night you didn't even put the field on, did you? You walked out of the church naked and wandered the nearby village, half-hoping someone would catch you."

"Haaang♡ Nnh♡ M-Master…♡"

"And the second you spotted some drunk sprawled out near a tavern, completely wasted, you walked right up in front of him, boldly showed off your tits and pussy, and came on the spot."

"H-how do you— I never said a single word about that… how do you speak as if you were right there watching and listening…♡"

Truthfully, if it hadn't been for the sow-Kkanf still wrestling with her car over there, or for a certain Female Knight senior of mine who had already become my flesh toilet, I never would have known any of it. But for the sake of a master's dignity, I bluffed like I had seen it all.

"The way girls like you think is obvious. You had to offer everything to me, so you never quite crossed that final line… but damn, you really were born a breeding sow. You filthy slut."

"Haaauuuuugh?!"

Sploosh—♡

She had held out this whole time, but the final stretch of verbal abuse broke her. Freyja squirted on the spot, thrashing as she came.

And the moment that sacred pussy-water—spraying from a Saintess's cunt—splashed across the hood of Bok-soon's car,