Training the Saintess
"You treated the Vampire Queen like a dog?"
Eun-hwa's face twisted into something wicked.
"Do you know why I chose this woman? Because a portion of the Vampire Queen's power is nested inside her. Even after coming back to the past with the Causality Revision Device, she hasn't lost her memories, has she? The Vampire Queen probably kept hers too."
Don't tell me she can't read the part about my infinite regression?
The Saintess had carefully plucked out everything except the infinite regression and laid it bare.
"Hey. What the hell is she talking about?"
"I fucked the Vampire Queen. And while I was at it, I treated her like a dog too."
The Management Bureau staff stared at him like they were looking at a genuine lunatic.
"I thought he'd lost his mind after getting hit by the mannequin anomaly."
I'm fucked!
No amount of explaining to the Bureau staff would ever reach Seraphina. If she ever got free, he was a dead man.
Wait. Hold on. She's still a successfully contained anomaly, isn't she?
He forced the thought around.
Seraphina was the kind of low-grade freak who could be locked up by the pathetic Management Bureau. If a top-tier anomaly's bottom-rung piece was only Seraphina-level, he could take her. Probably.
"Alright. Enough small talk. Let's talk about what comes next. We managed to bring the Saintess in. What do we do from here?"
Let's train the Saintess until she spits out the truth!
If he said that out loud, his father-in-law would strangle him on the spot. So he padded the truth with a little lie.
"Let's coax the Saintess into opening up and telling us what she really knows!"
"...?"
His father-in-law's eyebrows started rippling. The answer clearly did not sit well with him.
"Look, honestly, what other options do we have?"
"Fine. You're in charge of interrogating the Saintess. By any means necessary."
That's my father-in-law. He knew exactly what the priority was. Tears of pure gratitude welled up.
"Eun-hwa. Come with me for a second."
He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the room. Once inside, he sat down for a serious talk with the Saintess.
"Eun-hwa. Can you talk to the woman called the Saintess?"
"I can... but it's one-way."
Two personalities were possessing a single body. Eun-hwa could barely hold on to her own mind. Conversation with the Saintess was out of the question — just staying conscious looked like a struggle.
"Um... mister. What actually happened on the subway?"
Eun-hwa asked between ragged breaths.
Shit. How do I answer that?
Did he tell her he'd raped her while she was unconscious? He licked his lips, fishing for an excuse.
"I had no choice. I did it to save you."
No more dodging. Frontal assault. He opened his mouth and let the words come as they would.
"Everyone else had already been taken by the anomaly. I was the only one who could still move. I came up with a way to break free of it, and... that was the only method I had."
Is that really the best excuse I've got?
The self-loathing made it hard to lift his head.
"Like my situation right now?"
Two personalities sharing one body. Whether her brain capacity had been cut in half or not, there was no reason left in Eun-hwa's eyes. In this state, she would swallow even the most blatant lie.
"Yeah. Exactly like this."
"Nngh?? The voice in my head says you're lying straight to my face and I shouldn't believe you."
"Eun-hwa. You're not actually listening to that voice, are you? She's the bad woman who forcibly stole your body."
"No. I'll believe you, mister."
R-right now... I could put my hands on her and it wouldn't even be a problem, would it?
His fingers twitched. It had been so long since he'd touched Eun-hwa's chest.
No. I have a girlfriend. I can't cross that line here.
He shut his eyes and endured. He was not some dog in heat that lunged at anything it saw.
"Nngh. Mister. That voice is trying to take over my body again."
But the situation refused to go the way he wanted.
"Nngh. Hey. Your lying skills are something else. Making me out to be the bastard — you're good at that. Did a lot of office politics at work, huh?"
Memory recall.
For reasons he still didn't understand, this bitch couldn't stay still whenever he dredged up a memory.
"Nngh. I can handle that much now."
But the Saintess clenched her teeth and rode out the memory recall. Do it enough times and even she started adapting.
"Fine. Have it your way."
He left Eun-hwa where she was and stood up.
"Haha. Know your place, you— wait. What are you doing?"
The color drained from the Saintess's confident face.
He undid his belt and dropped his pants.
In-seo, I'm sorry! We have to survive somehow!
"Memories alone aren't cutting it. Time for the real thing."
He brought his erect cock right up to the Saintess's face. Her eyes crossed. The flush in her cheeks was already advertising how worked up her body had gotten.
"Sorry, Eun-hwa!"
He grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. The thick shaft punched all the way into her throat. Holding her skull, he rolled his hips.
"Shut up and give Eun-hwa back."
His cock ravaged Eun-hwa's mouth-pussy, scouring every corner of her mouth before driving into her throat again.
"Ghk. Ghk. Gghhhk—"
Eun-hwa's face twisted into something grotesque — half about to come, half pure revulsion. She was still fighting the Saintess for control.
"You fucking bitch. Give the body back to Eun-hwa."
He worked the cock buried deep inside her. Her throat convulsed around the shaft driven all the way in.
"Uugh! Uuuugh—!"
The purifying load of a cock that cleansed anomalies. The Saintess, broken by it, raised the white flag and fled. Control of the body snapped back to Eun-hwa.
"Eun-hwa. Is it really you?"
"It's me. I-it's Eun-hwa."
"Eun-hwa. When did we first meet?"
"On the subway, right?"
"Wrong, you fucking bitch."
He seized her by the hair. The smooth, practiced lying was award-worthy.
"I first met Eun-hwa when she came in as a Management Bureau part-timer."
He held her by the hair and fed her the truth. The Saintess's power had one critical flaw: she could sense regressions caused by the Causality Revision Device, but she could not detect his personal ability — infinite regression.
"You're going to pay for that lie."
He needed to force control of the body back to Eun-hwa. Mouth-fucking alone wasn't enough. That left exactly one option. He pulled out the last resort.
"W-wait—"
He grabbed Eun-hwa's ass. He had fucked this pussy dozens of times — but right now, Eun-hwa was a virgin. The hymen was still intact. Body of a virgin, mind of an onahole perfectly trained on his cock. That was Eun-hwa's current state: virgin beach, fully conditioned.
"Give Eun-hwa back."
"Hieeek—!"
His cock drove into her pussy. Not too big, just big enough — the ideal size for a good time — and it split her open and buried itself to the hilt.
The Saintess who had hijacked Eun-hwa's body had stronger abilities now, but she couldn't control them. They were always on. He replayed the memory of fucking Eun-hwa on the subway inside his head. Her pussy clenched, reshaping itself around his cock.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, so please stop—"
The disconnect between body and mind had shattered her composure.
"Give Eun-hwa back."
"Mister, your cock is so big. Heuk. Heeee—"
Eun-hwa came back. Sharing headspace with the Saintess had completely stripped away her original personality.
He forced her mouth open and pressed a finger to her tongue.
"Eun-hwa. How are you feeling right now?"
"Your cock is touching the inside."
"Not that. Is the Saintess saying anything?"
"Ah... she says you're all going to die soon anyway."
As expected — he'd subdued the Saintess, but the anomaly itself still wasn't solved.
Was Eun-hwa not the anomaly's main body?
Maybe killing Eun-hwa was the only way to resolve it. He pulled out the holy water he'd taken from the Sejong City item warehouse, coated his finger, and secretly smeared it across Eun-hwa's back. She just giggled. No pain at all.
Eun-hwa isn't the anomaly.
The Saintess was only freeloading in her body. Drive the Saintess out, or resolve the cult's anomaly, and the problem would be fixed.
"Eun-hwa. What is that woman saying? How is she planning to kill us?"
He asked with his cock still buried inside her. Her pussy squeezed like it meant to milk him dry. The pressure alone nearly made him come on the spot.
"Ooh— she says she'll never tell."
"Is that so?"
He gripped Eun-hwa's ass. If the Saintess wanted to plead the Fifth, he had ways around that.
"Do you know what that thing stuck in your pussy is?"
"A cock?"
"No. It's a truth stick."
A special club whose effects were amplified exclusively against the Saintess.
"Haaaah—!"
"Tell the truth."
"Hiiiit—!"
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
He rolled his hips. The wet slap of flesh on flesh shook the entire shelter. Eun-hwa moaned and gushed around him.
"Tell the truth. Say it."
"Why meee—!"
Eun-hwa let out an aggrieved scream. An unavoidable sacrifice on the road to the goal.
"I'll tell you everything—aah!"
The Saintess finally surrendered. She spilled the method by which she planned to kill them all.
"A new rule has been added inside the cult. Walk backwards in the corridors. Break the rule and your neck snaps. That's it."
"That's all."
He shared the freshly extracted information with everyone in the shelter.
"I still need more intel, so if you'll excuse me."
There was no time to rest. He had to wring out as much information as possible before his cock died. He grabbed the unconscious Eun-hwa's body and went back to the interrogation.