Chapter 1
Chapter 1
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 0
Chapter Title: In the Dim Night Confessional (1)
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In the quiet confessional, the only sound was the soft crackling of candle flames. Dressed in my vestments, I clasped my hands together and slowly recited the prayer.
"The Lord will show mercy and forgive everything. Please confess all the sins you've committed up to now."
I slightly opened my closed eyes and stared at the curtain right in front of me. All I could see was a single silhouette illuminated by the candlelight. Even shrouded in black and white, an undeniable feminine allure seeped through from beyond the outline.
"Ahem... Ahem... Will God really forgive all my sins?"
A woman's delicate, high-pitched voice followed. Faint as it was, it carried a considerable mix of worry and fear.
It must be hard for her.
Confessing to a complete stranger—who wasn't even family—required a certain amount of courage. Everyone hesitated at first when it came to admitting their sins. Humans have a natural instinct to hide their wrongdoing, after all. In truth, just making it this far was a huge step for her.
"Confessing your sins is undoubtedly difficult. But if you sincerely repent and admit your wrongs to the Lord, He will forgive you with His vast mercy."
"Th-then... Ah... No, that won't do..."
The woman hesitated for nearly ten minutes after starting to speak. Whatever massive sin could make her waver like this? My brow furrowed, and my patience began to wear thin.
'What if she committed murder or something?'
No matter how much this medieval era overflowed with vagrants, I'd never heard anyone confess to murder.
And even if such a thing had happened, it couldn't be divulged. Priests were bound by secrecy.
So unless it was something that grave, I couldn't understand why she agonized so much. No one but me would ever know for the rest of her life...
"I know I really shouldn't, but... Priest..."
"Yes, my child?"
"Truth is, there's someone I've liked for a long time."
Oh, come on... What was I expecting?
I'd thought maybe an affair or something serious, but it was just a clichéd love confession. My enthusiasm deflated instantly.
Love confessions were a dime a dozen. They popped up at least once a day during confessions. From unspoken crushes on the boy next door to steamy office romances with superiors. I'd heard them so often my ears hurt, to the point where they felt trite. Sometimes I wondered if I was a priest or a dating expert.
"How wonderful. What kind of man is he?"
"He... he's..."
The woman trailed off again, fumbling for words.
Sigh... It was frustrating even for me, the listener. No wonder she'd stay single forever.
I could tell from just a few exchanges why she couldn't confess and was stuck in unrequited love.
She was just hopelessly shy.
"Priest..."
"Yes?"
"The one I like... is Priest Isaiah of the Holy Faith Church."
"Ah, I see. Priest Isaiah... Pfft...! Y-yes?!"
W-wait...
My whole body stiffened in an instant, and my mind went blank, turning pure white.
Priest Isaiah of the Holy Faith Church—that was me.
"I... I see."
I tried to play it cool and continue as if nothing happened, but I was so flustered I stuttered.
Was she doing this on purpose? Or just joking?
I didn't know who was on the other side, but one thing was clear: she knew me.
"Can a lowly believer like me, nothing more than a mere congregant, dare to like a priest?"
I'd pegged her as just shy, but no—this was premeditated from the start. That's why she hadn't blurted it out easily. Once she got the response she wanted, she'd obviously leave satisfied.
And confessional secrecy was ironclad, so no worries about it leaking out.
It was a perfect plan.
"Ah... Um... Well..."
My head felt like it might explode. It was basically a confession to me, so I couldn't find the right words.
"Aha, ha... Priest Isaiah would be delighted to hear that... Anyway, you called yourself lowly, but the Lord didn't create people dividing them into ugly and beautiful. You should have a bit more confidence, my child."
Words were tricky. I couldn't accept a confession outright, so I tried to skirt around it, but an awkward tone lingered.
"Is that so?"
"Yes, of course. So don't worry too much—try telling Priest Isaiah yourself sometime."
Haha... I might have to hole up in my room tomorrow. Among the congregants, one had to be her, and I lacked the confidence to face them.
"Priest, actually..."
"Ah, yes."
"I came to confess something else too."
More? How much more embarrassment did she plan to heap on me? I wanted to bolt right then, but I couldn't, and I hated myself for it.
"What is it? Hide nothing—confess the whole truth. The Lord will surely forgive with a generous heart."
"Truth is... When I see Priest Isaiah, I get so incredibly aroused. Earlier, I nearly pounced on him while he was praying several times. I tried to steel myself and resist over and over, but it was no use. Priest, please... just once... Can't we do it here, just once?"
"Ah... Yes?!"
What? Did I hear that right? She wants to fuck me here?
It was so absurd my brain couldn't keep up. What lunatic declares they want to fuck a priest who's devoted his body to God—and so brazenly, in a sacred church no less? Whoever she was, she definitely wasn't normal.
⚙ QUEST UPDATED ⚙ Priest, I Want to Confess! The believer confesses her sins. Help this lost lamb return to the righteous path by relieving the filthy desires built up in her body. Reward: Divine Power slightly increases. Failure: Even if it costs her life, the believer will rape you until death. Screaming or refusing will result in rape until Corruption Value reaches 100. Having relations increases Corruption Value by 1 each time. (Current Corruption Value: 12) As I stared at the curtain in bewilderment, a translucent window suddenly floated before my eyes.
Pink letters that sent chills down the spine filled my vision, as if mocking me.
So it had come at last. What a shitshow. All I'd done was listen to her confession. I hadn't messed up anywhere, yet because of this ridiculous reason—that I looked fuckable—I was about to get railed by some faceless woman.
Fuck... No choice but to do it...
Realistically, I had no options. Refuse, and I'd get fucked to death until Corruption Value hit 100... Better to take it once than become a cumdump.
"I heard from another believer that you'd help with a generous heart. So just once... can't you?"
"Ah..."
Who the hell spread that rumor? No wonder she was so bold—she'd heard it was a sure thing. Damn... Who was it? I racked my brain, but too many suspects fit the bill.
"Priest, is it no good?"
"W-wait a moment... Let me think."
What to do? I had no idea what to say. A priest couldn't just beg to be fucked outright. To avoid backlash, I had to satisfy her somehow. Biting my lip, I barely managed to speak.
"Th-then... could I see the affected area?"
"Afflicted area...? Ah! Yes, of course!"
Shh—shh—
Understanding my intent, the silhouette beyond the curtain snapped to attention and began moving frantically. The motions suggested she was stripping off her clothes layer by layer. I swallowed hard without realizing it.
'Lord, please keep me from falling into lustful temptation, and free me from this.'
Swish—
Before any relations, I gripped my rosary tight, closed my eyes, and offered a brief prayer. This was not of my own will but forced upon me. The Lord would surely overlook my sin to some degree.
"I-I'm ready."
Clutching my pounding heart, I slowly opened my eyes. What entered my view was an indescribably massive ass thrusting through the curtain gap. In a doggy-style position begging to be pounded relentlessly, drool dripped down below.
Get a grip. Get a grip. This was just to survive. Absolutely not swept up in lust or anything.
"I'm not familiar with this... Is this position okay?"
"Ah, yes. Stay like that and... wait just a moment."
Lost in the sight for a while, I snapped back at her words, quickly stood, knelt down, and aligned my gaze between her cheeks.
Sniff—
No, how aroused was she? A musky scent assaulted my nose. The pheromones of a female luring a male. One thing was certain: keep smelling it, and I'd get addicted, unable to escape.
"A-alright then... Let's begin..."