Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: Priest, We've Met Again. (1)
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"Hiiing... Nun, you didn't abandon us, right?"
"Of course not. I just had some business and stepped away for a bit."
"Really?"
"Of course."
It was almost over. We'd reached the final stage, so if we'd just had those extra ten minutes or so, we could've finished it off satisfactorily.
But we fell just short of those ten minutes...
Nun Rachel and I were forced to cut our coupling short.
"Huuu... Yuna won't abandon me, right...?"
"I won't abandon you. I won't... I'm sorry... I should've told you beforehand..."
Nun Rachel hurriedly dressed and rushed out from behind the rock to comfort the crying children. I followed suit, helping her calm down the little girl named Yuna. She'd apparently thought we'd abandoned her and run off, sniffling with tears like chicken droppings welling up in her eyes.
'In a way, maybe it's a good thing?'
We hadn't gone all the way, so my Corruption Value hadn't gone up. Strictly speaking, things had turned out exactly as I'd wanted...
So what was this shitty feeling?
It felt as sticky and uncomfortable as if I'd stopped midway through taking a shit. If we weren't going to finish, we shouldn't have started. All my energy had drained away.
'Ah... somehow it feels unsatisfying...'
I rolled my eyes and sneaked a glance at Nun Rachel. Even as she thought it was fortunate, the sticky emotion was plain on her face.
Even though I'd nearly gotten utterly ravaged, I was missing her pussy like a junkie craving their fix.
It had to be because we'd been interrupted midway—my judgment was clouded. I took a deep breath and made a concerted effort to pull myself together.
"Are the kids okay now?"
As I soothed one of them, Nun Rachel approached and spoke to me.
I quickly shoved away my lustful thoughts about her and slipped on my natural iron mask before replying.
"She seems pretty shaken, but she's calmed down somehow."
"I'm sorry. It was because I dragged it out too long..."
"No, it's fine. More importantly, getting cut off midway must've been rough for you. Are you okay, Nun Rachel?"
"Ahaha... Yeah..."
I wasn't the only one feeling unsatisfied. She said she was fine, but not seeing it through had clearly left her frustrated too—her twisted expression gave it all away.
"Priest Isaiah... So, um... are you free tonight?"
Was she reluctant to part here? Nun Rachel casually asked if I had time. I wanted to make time even if I didn't have it, but unfortunately, I was the one tied up this time.
"S-Sorry... There's evening mass scheduled..."
"Ah..."
For a brief moment, a whirlwind of emotions crossed in that single syllable she uttered.
Despair, anger, denial, depression...
Her disappointment was so profound she stared at me blankly, lost in a daze. I almost felt sorry for her.
"If tonight doesn't work, then when...?"
"Uh, um... How about next Wednesday?"
"Th-That long?"
"Well... Most of the clergy we had got transferred to other parishes this time. I doubt I can squeeze in anything longer than that."
"..."
I wasn't dodging her. We'd really lost a ton of people, leaving just a handful of clergy behind.
Bishop Lisa was holding things together somehow. Without her, it would've been chaos already.
"I could force it and make time in the early morning, but that'd probably be tough for you."
"Haa..."
I'd hoped maybe, but as expected, it was no good—Nun Rachel shook her head with a troubled look. With no other options, her face gradually darkened.
"Then next Friday works, right?"
"Ah, yes. Friday's good."
"Then no matter what, keep that day clear. We're dating now, after all. You can do that much for me, right?"
"Yeah... That much is fine..."
It felt like she'd changed somehow. She glared at me as if she wouldn't budge on this one thing.
For some reason, I got the feeling I'd be in deep shit if I broke that promise.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Haa... I'm exhausted..."
After a long day, I got back to the dormitory and flopped straight onto the bed without even undressing.
What should I call it...? It had been a mentally draining day. My libido wouldn't settle down, and memories of what happened with Nun Rachel during the day kept popping up. I got hard several times even during mass.
Getting erect wasn't a huge deal, but since I was up front in the open seat of honor, I was paranoid someone would notice. It was so nerve-wracking... Honestly, the fact that it ended without incident felt like a miracle.
Please... no one noticed, right?
They really can't find out...
If they did, I'd die of shame and humiliation.
I buried my head in the pillow and kicked the mattress with my feet.
To avoid detection, I'd kept my hips pulled back for a full two hours. It was so unnaturally awkward-looking that I was sure someone would've noticed.
Maybe I should've just faked being sick and bailed?
Regret hit me late. If I'd done that, I wouldn't have to worry about this nonsense.
But what was done was done.
All I could do was stew in regret and inwardly curse the nameless bastard who dropped me into this shitty world.
"Haa... This is seriously killing me..."
I sat up abruptly from lying down and pulled out my raging cock from my pants. The stress this thing had caused me—I'd reached my limit holding out.
Time to jerk off and crash.
Corruption Value only rises from direct ejaculation inside a woman's pussy. And jerking off? I did it plenty in my old world. With that in mind, I grabbed my dick to quickly vent the pent-up lust.
Man, it's been forever.
Two years? Not bragging, but since I was always with women, I could barely remember the last time.
Back before crossing into this '2D' world, double daily sessions were my baseline. Now I was the stud clearing the cobwebs for one girl after another.
'Tch... Still, the latter beats the former.'
Both lives were pathetic in their own way, but this one seemed better.
If it'd been a proper '2D' world, I'd have been swinging from one babe to the next...
How did I end up like this? Nothing but lamentations.
'Hmm... Anyway, who should it be?'
I pictured various scenarios in my head. Since I was jerking off anyway, I wanted to run through some situations with someone I liked...
Creating something from nothing wasn't easy—nothing came to mind.
The one who finally surfaced was Bishop Lisa. Her seductive pose as she sat looking down at me followed right after.
'Haa... Come to think of it, that time she forced me to lick her feet was so good... If only she'd let me do it once more...'
Huh?
I froze in bewilderment mid-stroke.
What the hell? Has my brain glitched from all the rapes? Normally, a guy would fantasize about pinning someone down or fucking them, but I was imagining getting raped by her and then turning the tables.
And my cock was throbbing even harder, loving it. I was dumbfounded.
"This is weird... I wasn't into this before..."
I preferred groping over being groped, doing over being done to. I hated being passively dragged around by anyone. This situation made no sense.
Had even my tastes changed?
With a hunch, I tried the reverse: me raping her.
A pretty intense fantasy of pounding Bishop Lisa doggy-style while spanking that ass. It should've gotten my dead dick rock-hard, but for some reason, my cock barely reacted.
"I'm really fucked..."
Was I finally going crazy? I'd thought I was holding onto my sanity, but it felt like all my efforts had crumbled.
"Fuck it... Whatever. Just finish quick and sleep."
I was feeling it somewhat. After getting raped so many times, normal thinking was impossible.
I didn't want to overthink and stress more, so I hurriedly tore open the roll of tissue on the desk and frantically pumped my hand to drain the backed-up load.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Penalty applied. Ejaculation is impossible without the assistance of the opposite sex.] [Revealing penalties based on Corruption Value.] Corruption Value +10: Masochism Corruption Value +15: Masturbation Prohibition Corruption Value +20: Mild Mental Collapse Corruption Value +25: Pheromones Corruption Value +30: Physical Weakness Corruption Value +35: Sensitivity Increase Corruption Value +40: Intelligence Decline Corruption Value +45: Libido Surge Corruption Value +50: Incubus [Penalties beyond Corruption Value +50 will be revealed upon achievement.] What?
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