Chapter 26
Chapter 26
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Priest, We've Met Again. (2)
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⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Penalty applied. Ejaculation impossible without help from the opposite sex.] ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Penalties based on Corruption Value will now be revealed.] ⚔ CORRUPTION PENALTIES ⚔ Corruption Value +10: Masochism Corruption Value +15: Masturbation Prohibition Corruption Value +20: Mild Mental Breakdown Corruption Value +25: Pheromones Corruption Value +30: Physical Weakness Corruption Value +35: Sensitivity Increase Corruption Value +40: Intelligence Decline Corruption Value +45: Massive Libido Surge Corruption Value +50: Incubus ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Penalties after Corruption Value +50 will be revealed upon achievement.] "Huh?"
Having finished reading the translucent window floating before my eyes, I furrowed my brows and voiced my confusion.
I can't ejaculate on my own...
What the hell does that even mean...? It made my head spin just reading it. But as if to prove it wasn't a lie, the moment I rubbed my cock—which had built up to the brink of climax—I instinctively knew something was wrong.
'No way, for real? I can't cum?'
I had no idea how to explain it. I'd reached the point right before ejaculation and stroked my cock furiously, but only precum leaked out—no sign of semen at all.
It was as if someone had locked a chastity device on my dick; I couldn't feel that explosive pleasure of release.
"This is insane... they've crossed the line..."
If something like this was coming, they could have at least warned me. I could've prepared some countermeasures, but now they spring this "Surprise! Gotcha!" bullshit—what am I supposed to do? I couldn't make sense of it.
No, was this what they were aiming for all along? This damn status window couldn't speak, but it always made my mood shit with those particle effects it floated around. Honestly, out of everyone here, the one who wanted me to get raped the most might just be this thing.
"Haa... fuck, what am I supposed to do now...?"
This has to be a joke, right? Just endure it like this?
It's not like some patience test or anything. I felt like I was going mad. It seemed like the penalty would lift if I got my Corruption Value below +15... but honestly, how was I supposed to hold out that long? I'd probably get eaten by Bishop Lisa long before then.
So, am I really just going to have to sleep like this?
A hollow laugh escaped me. Sleep? I wasn't even sure if I could lie down comfortably and rest—ten minutes would be a miracle.
Biting my nails in anxiety, I pulled up the details of the system window that had just appeared. Soon, dozens of windows began popping up one by one in the air.
I quickly skimmed them with a sidelong glance.
[+10 Masochism: You begin to derive masochistic pleasure from external pain. The effect intensifies when being trained.]
[+15 Masturbation Prohibition: You cannot achieve orgasm through masturbation. However, ejaculation is possible if touched by the opposite sex.]
[+20 Mild Mental Breakdown: Overall cognitive and judgmental abilities become clouded. You become much more obedient to others' words.]
[+25 Pheromones: You emit a scent that seduces the opposite sex.]
[+30 Physical Weakness: Physical abilities decline overall, weakening your strength to childlike levels.]
[+35 Sensitivity Increase: Overall sensitivity rises dramatically. Erogenous zones become especially hypersensitive.]
[+40 Intelligence Decline: Comprehension, memory, and learning ability drop. Not quite idiot levels, but short-term memory suffers greatly.]
[+45 Massive Libido Surge: Libido surges as the name implies. Semen recovery accelerates noticeably, and the number of consecutive ejaculations possible increases.]
[+50 Incubus: Your race changes from human to incubus. All previous penalties vanish, leaving you solely as a male seducer of women.]
— System Troll Lol you're fucked now~~ Can't even jerk off whenever you want anymore~~ Who told you to swing your hips around like that? You're done for. Figure it out yourself, you pathetic loser lololol Is this thing actually insane? I don't know which deranged bastard is behind it, but they won't die peacefully. No matter what happens, I'll make sure that fucker suffers as much as possible...
Chiriririk—zzzt—
The translucent windows vanished amid noise. Having received the death sentence of masturbation prohibition, I stared blankly at the ceiling with a hollow expression.
This is too much...
This was torture. Hell, even my mom never stopped me from jerking off! You fucking bastard...
It felt like my soul was draining out through my mouth. Too drained to even stand, I collapsed in shock, burying my face in the pillow.
What can I say... Today was a day I really wanted to die.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "...Priest Isaiah? Did something happen last night?"
"Pardon? No. Nothing happened."
"Really? Your complexion looks so dark. There are even dark circles under your eyes..."
Bishop Lisa sat at her desk with her arms crossed, observing me intently.
Truth be told, something huge had happened last night. I'd spent the entire night unable to relieve my raging arousal, so of course I was exhausted.
But I didn't want her catching on to my dirty little secret, so I just smiled brightly as if nothing was wrong and said nothing more.
"You're really okay, right?"
"Ah, yes. I'm fine. Totally normal."
"Well, that's a relief, then..."
Since I'd insisted so much, she seemed to have no more to say and propped her chin on her hand as she began reading her documents. She let out a meaningful sigh before turning her gaze back to me.
"Just to make sure, you didn't spend the whole night fooling around with some woman, did you?"
"N-No... Really, nothing happened..."
"Can I believe you?"
"I'm not that promiscuous."
"..."
Silence hung in the room for a moment. Even I had to admit my response from earlier sounded ridiculous.
"As if I'd believe that."
"Ah, uh..."
She snorted derisively, as if I'd said something utterly absurd. I had nothing to say, even if I grew ten mouths.
"Who knows how many women you rolled around with while I was gone... I can see it all without even looking."
"S-Sorry."
"So you're admitting you went around whoring yourself out everywhere?"
"N-No, that's not what I..."
It hurt. Since none of it was entirely wrong, her words stabbed sharply into my chest like daggers.
Bishop Lisa glared at me with stinging eyes for a moment. Seeing me fumbling for words, she leaned back in her chair with a resigned air.
"Fine. I know what kind of person you are, Priest Isaiah, so you don't have to lie to me. And I didn't call you here to nitpick about that anyway."
"Ugh..."
"His Eminence the Cardinal is coming around noon tomorrow."
"P-Pardon?"
Suddenly? My eyes snapped wide open. It was shocking enough that someone was visiting, but a cardinal of all people? I could already picture my weary self, and my head began to throb.
"Is he coming to inspect the parish?"
"Hm... Doesn't seem like it. He said he has something urgent to discuss... Even I don't know the details."
Her vague response suggested even Bishop Lisa wasn't fully in the loop. Makes sense—if it were that important, she'd have told me a week ago.
The fact that she was only mentioning it now meant she'd probably gotten the telegram on short notice too.
"Do you know who exactly...?"
"It's Cardinal Airani Franche."
"Ah..."
I had a rough idea who she was. I'd seen her a few times at the main parish. An elderly woman with streaks of white in her hair. We hadn't spoken much, so I didn't remember her in detail.
Still, she was one of the top council members...
Regardless of anything else, she was practically a chief aide. Since she served Saintess Amaness closer than anyone, her name had stuck with me.
'But why would someone of her stature...?'
This was just a backwater church in some rural hole. If she had a message, she could've sent a subordinate—why come all the way here herself? It was suspicious.
"So we need to prepare the Eucharist by tomorrow."
"Ah, yes."
"It'll be tough to gather everything from the church alone, so could you buy these items listed here?"
"Yes, understood."
I wondered why she'd summoned me at the crack of dawn... so this was it. I took the paper she handed me and glanced at it. It was densely packed with writing from top to bottom—just looking at it made me dizzy.
"Sorry. I was going to send one of the others, but everyone's busy. You need to get them by lunchtime—think you can manage?"
"Ah, y-yes. I'll be right back."
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Kkiiik—clunk—
Ahh... I'm gonna die. Emerging from my room, I hung my head and let my body slump.
Was I really going to collapse from overwork?
'But what can I do...?'
When a higher-up visits your unit, the lowly grunts have no choice but to hustle or die trying.
It wasn't just me—the deacons and novices below me were running around even more frantically, so I was getting off easy by comparison.
With that thought, I steeled myself to hurry and get it done, stepping out without knowing what lay ahead.