Exorcist Seolwol (5): The Vicious Demon Four Heavenly Kings
Zuri's original self, Cheolgang, appears as the boss of stage 1. Kishi is the boss of stage 2. The boss of stage 3 is me—Yaruo, the one I've possessed. And the final boss of stage 4 is Jinma, who could be called the leader of the Vicious Demon Four Heavenly Kings.
Jinma is the chairman of the academy, the main stage of Exorcist Seolwol 2. She's also the one who gathered three powerful yokai to form the alliance known as the Vicious Demon Four Heavenly Kings.
Jinma's goal is to awaken the ancient yokai slumbering beneath the academy. That legendary yokai, known as Guroouru, was barely defeated and sealed away by a group of exorcists hundreds of years ago. To break the seal, it requires the essence of powerful yokai along with the blood of exorcists.
To that end, Jinma lured in three powerful yokai to serve as sacrifices, then deliberately leaked information to draw out the exorcists. She built the academy right above where Guroouru sleeps to avoid interference until the right moment. In other words, Jinma was never truly on anyone's side from the start.
According to what's revealed in the game, she originated from chaos itself, feeling no emotions or interest whatsoever—she simply desires the world's destruction. Pure evil incarnate.
"Yaruo."
And now, she's right in front of me. To be precise, she summoned me to the chairman's office. She'd judged that the time had come.
"Why did you betray us?"
"The one who betrayed us wasn't me—it was you. We've been sacrifices from the very beginning."
Jinma narrowed her eyes at my response.
"How did you know?"
"There's a way."
"It's a bit early, but... I can't let you live."
Jinma kicked off her chair and leaped at me in an instant. The moment she thrust out her hand blade, a woman burst through the door and charged at Jinma, deflecting the attack.
Jinma's face twisted in shock at the extraordinary speed and power.
"How dare you lay your filthy hands on Lord Yaruo."
Blocking Jinma's path was a petite, busty beauty in a frilly white baby doll dress.
"Anyone who tries to harm Lord Yaruo won't be forgiven by Zuri, the yokai of love!"
The former mesugaki yokai maiden, whose brain had been thoroughly tampered with in Kishi's Brainwashing Chamber lately—her character completely shattered—glared at Jinma with fierce determination.
"This yokai energy... it's no ordinary brainwashing."
"Don't you get it? This one's Cheolgang."
"What...?!"
Jinma stammered in confusion. It was only natural she wouldn't believe it—there wasn't a single trace of the old Cheolgang left in the current Zuri. But Jinma surely knew there couldn't be another yokai in this academy capable of casually deflecting her attack.
Jinma glanced down at her hand, repelled by the kick. Her index finger was twisted in a grotesque direction, as if broken. She casually grabbed it and crack—snapped it back into place.
"Instant kill!"
Jinma thrust her hand out again with a shout. Black energy rippled from behind her, lunging straight at me. Yokai magic. She was targeting Cheolgang's original weakness to magic.
But.
"As expected, even you, Jinma, can't escape Lord Yaruo's palm. You're acting exactly as he predicted."
Hundreds of threads extended from afar, clashing with the darkness and shredding it to pieces.
The one who appeared was a black-haired woman in a sheer see-through dress. She wore no underwear, and a milky fluid dribbled from her faintly visible crotch. I'd filled her up before coming here as a reward for doing well. Thus, Kishi was more motivated than ever.
"Kishi, you bitch... You were supposed to be Yaruo's natural enemy. Why are you helping him?!"
"That was the foolish me of the past. The me now, awakened to true love, respects and adores Lord Yaruo more than anyone in this world."
"Kuh... Yaruo, you bastard... But do you think you three can stand against this Jinma?!"
"Oh? Did you say three?"
Kishi replied meaningfully. She clapped her hands, and more figures emerged from the shadows behind her.
Soldiers enhanced by Soul Capture and the Brainwashing Chamber.
"Dozens of soldiers reinforced with the yokai energy of two great yokai are here too. I wonder if you'll retract that arrogant statement now, Jinma."
At Kishi's gesture, the legion of beauties spread their legs wide in salute.
"You're the only one left now, Jinma."
"What's your goal, Yaruo?!"
"The annihilation of the exorcists who'll come crashing in soon. If you become my subordinate, it'll be even easier."
"You knew that far...!"
Sensing defeat, Jinma's gaze flicked toward the window for a split second. She decided to flee and hurled herself at it.
But.
"I expected that."
I raised my camera and pressed the shutter.
The flash only works if you're looking straight at it. But reflected light? That's different. I'd secretly swapped it out for highly reflective glass.
Flash—light burst from both front and back.
"Guh...?!"
Jinma's body warped under the camera's effect, tilting awkwardly downward. Zuri seized the opening, tackling her to the floor and pinning her down.
"Good job, Zuri. Hold her just like that."
"Yes, Lord Yaruo♥"
"Grgh...! Yaruo, you bastard—do you think your half-assed yokai magic works on a great yokai like me?!"
Jinma glared at me, grinding her teeth in rage.
"Hehe... Jinma, do you even know what you look like right now?"
Kishi sneered.
"W-What...?"
"I'll show you."
Kishi picked up a desk mirror from nearby and held it in front of Jinma.
The reflection was no longer the dignified old man from before, but a youthful girl. More precisely, a cute and lovable girl with fluffy, adorable dog ears instead of human ones.
"Wh-What...?"
"How is it? This adorable form Lord Yaruo crafted for you. Now you look much better."
Ignoring her, I approached Jinma, aimed the camera, and snapped another shot. Hit with consecutive flashes, Jinma growled unpleasantly.
"Stop it! There's no way your mediocre magic works on a great yokai like me! You can change my appearance, but my mind is untouched! Are you an idiot?!"
She bristled her tail and ears threateningly, speaking in a cute girl's voice.
"I know. But what about Kishi?"
"What...?"
"I'll dirty you from the inside♥ Starting with your depths♥"
Threads slipped from Kishi's fingertips, wriggling into Jinma's ear.
"Hik?! Hnng...?!"
Her resolute expression vanished, bewilderment spreading across Jinma's face.
"Stop... Stop... My brain... My braaain feels so straaange...♥"
"It's fine. Everyone here's like that."
Kishi replied with a sadistic smile.
"Jinma. You've never known human hearts. That's why you turned out so twisted. I'll teach you what they are."
I aimed the camera at the tear-streaked, snotty face of the root of evil, the black幕 mastermind, and pressed the shutter.
With that, the preparations were complete. The Vicious Demon Four Heavenly Kings—or more precisely, the Three Heavenly Kings excluding me—were fully in my grasp.
"So, even if the conditions are met, Guroouru won't awaken unless it's a full moon night?"
I asked after hearing the story.
"Yes, Lord Yaruo."
The woman knelt at my feet, hands politely clasped on the floor, head bowed low in reverence. A brown fur tuft near her hips swayed like a dancing tail.
"Is there no way to control that yokai?"
"As far as I know, no. Guroouru is an extremely powerful yokai..."
"Are you sure? Or is it just that you don't know?"
She flinched at my probing. The dog-eared, tailed woman—Jinma—lifted her head slightly to look up at me. Tears already welled in her eyes.
"Um... Truth is, I don't know everything... I didn't look that far..."
"So you were gonna wake it up without even checking? You're totally irresponsible. Useless."
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Jinma repeatedly banged her head on the floor, apologizing over and over.
"Maybe I should just toss you out."
At my joking words, she jolted in fright, shoulders and tail trembling as she whimpered.
"Don't throw me away! Jinma can't live without Lord Yaruo! Give me a deadline—I'll find out for sure! I promise!"
"No need."
Unable to hold back, Jinma burst into tears.
"I don't wanna be thrown away... Don't wannaaa...!"
"Aww, so pitiful."
"Yeah, right?"
Zuri and Kishi snickered nearby.
"Maybe I tormented her too much. Kishi, make her stop crying."
"Yesss."
Kishi snapped her fingers, and Jinma shuddered violently with a "Hngit♥", eyes rolling back.
"Heehee..."
She grinned innocently, as if she'd never cried.
"Listen well. As long as you work for me, I won't abandon you. So do your best to be useful. Got it?"
I approached and stroked her head.
"Heehee...♥ Yes, Lord Yaruo♥ Jinma will work hard not to be thrown away♥"
The change I injected into Jinma via the camera was affection. It turned her into a dog-type beastkin. By her setting, Jinma was a ruthless sociopath. Having lived for ages, she'd never felt a single emotion.
The current Jinma was drowning in excessive affection—something she'd never experienced since her existence began. It was like someone who'd never tasted sugar devouring a mountain of cake. Dizzying pleasure that made her consciousness melt, addictive bliss, overwhelming joy. An inescapable bondage in itself.
On top of that, Kishi's Brainwashing Chamber amplified that affection even further.
"Ah♥ Why'd you stop♥"
When I pulled my hand away, Jinma startled and clung to me pleadingly.
"Pet me more♥ Pleeease♥ Just 5 more seconds... No, 10... I'll do anything♥"
"Hand."
"Yep♥"
She placed her hand in my palm right away. A dog through and through.
"Good girl."
Pat pat.
"Ehehehe♥"