Priestess’s Duty and N-Hours (1)
Priest’s Duty and N-Hours (1)
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"Where do you even have a hole?"
If there was no hole, what was I supposed to stick it into?
At Yoo-jin's words, the Holy Sword's expression went blank.
'Does she actually have one? Let's see...'
She was in human form, after all.
In the dream, Yoo-jin was bold. He had nothing holding him back. The Holy Sword might have looked like a beautiful girl, but he knew that inside, she was still a sword. Yoo-jin immediately reached for her translucent dress—
-Smack!
"Ow."
So the sword couldn’t cut him, but her punches still hurt. The Holy Sword’s expression turned vicious again.
"Can't you even understand a figure of speech, you brainless piece of trash!!!!!"
Yoo-jin’s mood soured. He had no problem calling himself trash, but hearing it from someone else still irritated him.
And on top of that, even if it was a dream, she'd stabbed him with a blade the moment she saw him, and as if that wasn't enough, was now heaping abuse on him.
'...Now that I think about it, this is pissing me off.'
The first attack had happened so quickly that he let it pass, but as the abuse continued, Yoo-jin grew angry. A furtive and pathetic impulse began creeping up from the darkest part of his mind.
'This chick... her mouth is filthy, but she's got a body that turns me on, doesn't she?'
Her figure was attractive, but the way she barely covered the important parts was obscenely provocative. Was she wearing panties beneath that dress? Probably not. And he wanted to check whether she actually had one.
'But this is weird.'
Yoo-jin knew perfectly well that she was a sword.
If that was the case, he shouldn't be getting turned on. Outward appearance mattered, but what was inside mattered too. Identity was a fairly important issue. And yet, he was turned on. Why?
'Ah. No way.'
[A Sex Warrior Respects All Tastes (E)]
[Description: A Sex Warrior will come to respect a wide variety of tastes.]
Respect for All Tastes! Right! If the outside turned him on, it didn’t matter whether the mind inside belonged to a sword or anything else!
He'd worried that being forced to respect all kinds of tastes might make him aroused by every bizarre paraphilia imaginable. Instead, it merely meant that an attractive exterior could turn him on regardless of what was inside. He was relieved it went no further than that. That was within tolerable limits. No, being the sort of degenerate who could get it up for anything was useful in his current situation. The Goddess had given him a fine trait.
Once aroused, Yoo-jin’s lecherous mind began devising a vile plan to toy with the Holy Sword.
Yoo-jin had the justification on his side. The Holy Sword had stabbed him first, cursed at him, and above all, said she hated being sprayed with Divine Semen. In that case, he'd use another method, just as she wanted.
"Hey."
"Hic... sob... wh-what..."
The Holy Sword now sat atop Yoo-jin, sniffling. 'Does she hate me that much? Then why did she deliberately climb on top of me?'
"As you know, my semen—" "Shut up!" "...Anyway, it's divine power, right?"
"...............Uh..."
"You don't want to keep... doing it that way either, right?"
"...Yeah."
Yoo-jin flashed a furtive grin.
"So here's the thing. I happen to have something called a buff?"
"What's that..."
The Holy Sword raised her head and looked at Yoo-jin again. Her eyes were full of anger and hurt, yet a faint glimmer of hope cautiously showed through.
Yoo-jin roughly explained the buff to her.
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"Hell no! Are you insane?!"
"No... you said you hated it too. I’m telling you, if I touch you, your total Divine Power will increase, okay?"
"Spraying it wasn't enough, so now you want to touch me?! Would you do it if you were in my place?!"
"You're the one getting your handle grabbed by me every day..."
"Just kill me instead!"
"The ones who scream 'just kill me' usually, in the end..."
"Oh, for the love of— shut the hell up!!!!!!!!"
The Holy Sword shrieked at the top of her lungs, her face flushed crimson.
‘...She has no intention of listening to me.’
As the abuse continued, Yoo-jin’s patience neared its limit. He'd gone to the trouble of breaking her seal, only for her to stab and curse him. The Holy Sword needed to be taught some manners.
More than anything, she wasn't even human, right? Swords don't have human rights. So a little torment should be fine.
Yoo-jin sprang to his feet, pressed the Holy Sword down flat beneath him, and pinned both of her arms above her head.
"Wh-what are you doing! Let go!"
The Holy Sword thrashed in alarm, but it was useless. Perhaps it was because they were both holy-aligned, or perhaps Yoo-jin received some class-related advantage as a Sex Warrior. Even with both arms pinned, she couldn't break free.
"This is worth investigating academically. If the target is an inanimate object like you—"
"I am not an inanimate object!"
“...Stop interrupting me. Anyway, even if your base form is inanimate, would the buff still work if your mind is alive? I need to test it.”
"Don't you dare!!!!!!"
Unlike Reni, the Holy Sword did not merely protest with words. She immediately transformed from a human into a sword. This one took action.
"..."
Feeling like a dog left staring after an escaped chicken, Yoo-jin watched the Holy Sword hover in midair, its blade humming. The sound somehow felt mocking.
But...
Giving up like this stung his pride too much. He wanted to punish her. The problem was, how?
"Hmm..."
It was simple. He just had to do what she hated most.
"So that's how you want to play it...."
Besides, Yoo-jin now possessed 「Respect for All Tastes (E)」. Merely imagining the Holy Sword’s human form was enough to make him hard.
"Somehow... I get the feeling I could do it even like this."
The Holy Sword stopped humming at the mutter Yoo-jin had deliberately made loud enough for her to hear. If she had been human, her face would have gone pale. For an inanimate object, she displayed her emotions remarkably clearly.
"If I'd never known, maybe I wouldn't. But I know now that's your original form."
He spoke in an awkward, theatrical tone and made sure she could hear every word. As he continued muttering, the Holy Sword edged backward.
"I see possibilities... my new possibilities..."
Yoo-jin usually only pretended to be a villain, but at that moment he became a genuinely shameless piece of trash.
"Right. A sword-fucker... I think I can become one!"
Having thrown away all human dignity, Yoo-jin pulled down his pants right in front of the sword. To fuck a sword. Maybe because he'd come to another world, he had no hesitation whatsoever in this depraved and corrupt act.
The moment she saw this, the Holy Sword shuddered, her blade trembling, and then aimed her tip between Yoo-jin's legs...
-Snip.
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'Gasp!'
My eyes flew open. She hadn't actually—?!
Before I could even look down, the system log appeared. Were you startled too?
[「Sex Warrior's Performance (SS)」 has activated.]
[「Temporary Erectile Dysfunction」 has been negated.]
Phew... nothing serious, then. To think I'd use the trait this way. What a relief.
...But that wretched hunk of scrap metal really did almost turn me into a eunuch. Even if it said it was temporary.
The moment I did it with Reni, that bastard appeared and tried to make me a eunuch. It was infuriating beyond belief.
Still, if a dream event could trigger the system log, it apparently had some real effect.
...This was a real problem. What would I do if that Holy Sword went berserk again?
I was immune to many things, but I couldn’t help feeling uneasy. Should I trust that immunity? Wait. Come to think of it, Divine Power...
"Nn..."
Reni woke up while still sprawled on top of me, with me still inside her. The moment I heard her moan, my cock hardened again. If doing it alone was normally 100 percent, doing it with Reni felt like 150 percent.
As my cock hardened again, Reni's insides began squirming once more, squeezing my shaft from every direction.
"Hah... nngh..."
Reni braced her arms and tried unsteadily to lift herself, but each time I teasingly moved my hips, she collapsed straight back onto my chest. Her nipples prodded my chest. I raised my hands toward those little buds...
"Yoo-jin... p-please, no more..."
"Ah. Sorry."
It was her first day, and I had overdone it. I withdrew, then gently laid Reni on the bed. Once I stood and saw what she looked like...
'...She's a wreck.'
Below, everything was a mess of semen, arousal fluid, and defloration blood, while the sheets were damp with sweat and unidentified fluids. Red blossoms covered Reni's nape, traces of how wildly I'd devoured her. Beneath them were her overflowing breasts and pink nipples...
'Guh. No.'
Looking at her made me want to pounce on her again. How many hours had we been at it? It was already time for dinner. I was hungry, Reni needed rest, and I needed to regain my senses.
First, I used Clean on my body, Reni, and the bedsheets. A moment later, the awful fluids and their traces vanished.
But that was only a temporary measure, like wiping ourselves down with a wet towel. Magic wasn't all-powerful. I wouldn't feel clean until I washed us properly with water.
"Reni. Can you get up?"
"Y-yes... yes..."
She tried to raise her upper body, only to collapse again each time. Whenever she did, those tempting teardrop breasts rippled and... no. Enough.
"I'll wash you."
"Ah!"
I carried Reni into the bathroom in a princess carry. She covered her face completely with both hands. What was she so embarrassed about? Yet through the gaps between her fingers, I could see the corners of her mouth curled into a silly smile. So she liked this kind of thing.
"I-I can do it myself..."
"How, when you can't even stand properly... Stay still."
"...Nn..."
I laid Reni in the bathtub and turned on the water. Red to the tips of her ears, she covered her face with one hand and tried to hide her nipples and crotch with the other. It was completely useless. Perhaps she knew that, because she kept twisting in embarrassment. If she kept squirming like that, it was going to be difficult for me. This was supposed to be rest time.
Unlike her body's reactions, Reni's gaze was honest. She covered her face, but I could clearly feel her eyes roaming over my body through the gaps between her fingers.
Bathroom play right now... no. I couldn’t get too greedy in a single day.
But contrary to my intention to restrain myself, my hands moved as they pleased.
First, I lifted her breasts with my soapy palms and washed beneath them and along her ribs.
"Ah... nngh..."
Then I traced the curves of her breasts upward and tickled her armpits.
"Ahaht... p-please don't..."
I slid back down her sides, poked at her navel, then slipped a finger inside and rubbed.
"Hic... don't do thaaat... it's embarrassing..."
I rubbed her lower belly, then lowered my hand and gently stroked her slit.
"Hnnngh..."
While I caressed her, the bathtub filled. When Reni’s breasts floated to the surface, an idea began to form in my mind.
‘Something... an idea was about to come to me... whoa!’
The moment I stopped moving my hand, Reni squeezed it tightly between her thighs. When I looked at her face, she was still hiding her expression behind her hands, but her dissatisfaction showed plainly through her fingers. She told me to stop while acting like this.
Far too tempting.
I gently stroked her crotch as she wanted—
"Ah... ahht."
—then pulled back the hood covering her clitoris and tapped it lightly.
"Kng... hng...!"
I pushed two fingers about two joints deep inside Reni, curled them, and vibrated them against the spot behind her clitoris.
"Ahht! Hnngh... hng! Hahngt!"
I vibrated my index and middle fingers as I pushed deeper, pressed her clit firmly with my thumb, and lightly pinched her nipple with my other hand.
"Hah... aht?! Ahht! Ah, ah, aaaahhhhng!"
Her upper body folded forward as though spring-loaded, while her legs stiffened and stretched straight. Her toes pointed as though she couldn't help it, and I felt slightly sticky fluid against my fingertips.
"Haaa... haaa... Yoo-jiiin..."
After catching her breath, she called to me in a yearning voice. Alright. It was about time...
-Growl.
"..."
Reni’s stomach rumbled at a moment that was neither appropriate nor inappropriate. Right... she had eaten nothing from morning until evening.
"...Should we get something to eat first?"
"Yes..."
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After washing Reni, I went downstairs, collected fresh sheets and some food, and returned. Just bread and soup.
"Can you stand now?"
"Nng..."
No good. Fine. It was her first day, so I ought to give her some special service.
I sat in a chair with Reni on my lap and fed her bread and soup. I didn't penetrate her; her stamina had to be badly depleted.
I couldn't see Reni’s expression with her back against me, but her ears were red to the tips. She seemed deeply embarrassed, yet she obediently nibbled everything I fed her.
"Now that I think about it."
"Huh?"
"Did you check your Divine Power?"
"Ah..."
"Check it right now."
If her Divine Power had originally been 10, Saintess’s Awakening had raised it to 100, and the S-rank buff multiplied that by 500 percent. Her current Divine Power was 500—fifty times the original.
Reni dropped the bread she was chewing with a plop.
"Th-this is..."
"Mm. I'll explain it to you."
It was somewhat complicated: the Divine Power Reni had originally possessed, its full restoration through Saintess’s Awakening, and the 500-percent buff and permanent 0.1-percent stat increase gained through sex.
"...But it doesn't seem as though your stats rise by exactly that much every time we do it."
"In that case..."
“Still, the more we do it, the more your stats will rise.”
"...!"
At those words, Reni fidgeted with her fingers and muttered something. Did she think I couldn’t hear her?
"Per hour... twice... no... three times..."
Huh?
"Eight hours a day... ten percent a month... in a year... ten... sixteen hours would be double... no... twenty hours..."
...Twenty hours?
Reni suddenly stiffened and did something. 「Cure」? It was holy magic for restoring stamina. She could use that?! Then why had she remained still until now...?
"Y-Yoo-jin..."
Reni twisted at the waist and looked up at me. As she turned abruptly, one nipple scraped across my chest.
"Yeah?"
But she still couldn't bring herself to meet my eyes. What was she trying to say?
"A-aren’t you... still unsatisfied?"
Huh?
"I mean... you must definitely be unsatisfied... I-I got this wrecked, but... you're still so perfectly fine..."
She trailed off, blushing. I wanted to continue too, but...
“I-I! As a priest of the Goddess! I h-have a duty to relieve the Apostle’s discomfort, d-don’t I-ih?!”
Her tongue even tangled at the end. She knew perfectly well that it was a ridiculous excuse, didn’t she?
"...Nn..."
Reni stopped mid-sentence and hung her head deeply.
To think she would provoke me this much...
...At that point, I no longer cared!