Great Monster Ninja -2-
“L-Let go!! You monster!!”
Woooong!!
Kotono swung her kunai, infused with mana, desperately trying to slash at Phantom. But while the hand gripping her throat felt undeniably solid and real, her attacks passed right through Phantom's body.
Ting ting!!
“Eek!!”
Before long, an incomprehensible, formless force repelled the kunai from her hands like they were being flicked away.
Sssslip...
Her ninja gear—both the equipped pieces and the hidden ones—slid off her body and clattered to the ground.
Crunch!!
“Kgh...!!”
The pressure on her throat intensified. “Hiiik...!!”
Overpowered and helpless, Kotono stared up at Phantom with eyes wide in terror.
“Hee hee hee, a living one. A living one.”
“I hate it, I hate it.”
“So warm, so disgusting, so disgusting.”
Dozens of mouths across Phantom's body opened in unison, speaking clearly. Their voices brimmed with hatred for the living.
“Kill it. Kill it. Kill it.”
“Devour its soul. Make it one of us.”
“It tried to kill our master's friend!! Kill!! Kill!! Kill!!”
“Hiiiii...”
The evil spirits craved Kotono's death.
Drip drip...
Dozens of pale, iris-filled eyes turned toward her, and she began to wet herself in abject fear. Then—
“Forbidden.”
The largest head at the top spoke in a cold voice.
“Why? Why?”
“We have to kill it. No, let's kill it!!”
“The master's enemy!! Treachery!! Murder!! Slaughter!!”
“Treachery!! Treachery!!”
Grumbles erupted from every direction, but the large head spoke again.
“Silence... Behold this living one's bloodline...”
Sssslip...
“Ugh...”
Their gaze refocused on Kotono.
“A fitting offering for our master.”
Thanks to her privileged upbringing and meticulous care, Kotono was undeniably beautiful. The evil spirits comprising Phantom eyed her form with sticky, lecherous stares.
“Steal that bloodline from this worthless vessel and claim it for ourselves. Then we might earn even a sliver of our master's favor.”
“Hee hee!! Excellent!! Excellent!!”
“Agreed! Agreed!! Agreed!!”
“I think that's great...!!”
“Favor!! Favor!! The master's favor, like what he gives his ladies!! We want it!! We want it!!”
“Do it now!! Do it now!!”
The spirits lit up at the main head's words, voicing fervent approval.
“Ugh!! What!?”
Kotono, overhearing them, felt chills rack her body as she blurted out her confusion.
Swoosh...
“Ugh!?”
One of Phantom's dozens of hands crept toward her.
“!?!!?!?”
Crunch!!
It seized her head. Then—
Whirrr!!
“!!!!”
The hand gripping her head—and Phantom's entire body—melted into a fluid, liquid-like form.
“Mmph!?”
Still shapeless, it began sucking into Kotono's body. Soon, it poured through every orifice—mouth, and countless other holes.
And finally—
Thud!!
The arm clutching her throat vanished into her as well, and Kotono's floating body dropped to the ground.
“Ugh...!!”
A groan escaped her lips, but it wasn't from the impact. Something far more fundamental.
“S-Something's wrong... My voice...!! Aaaah!! My mind...!! My, my head...!!”
Kotono clutched her head, wracked by searing pain.
Grrrk...
One of her brown eyes turned red. Like ink seeping into pristine white paper—
“Aaaah... My head!! My heaaaad!!”
Drip drip...
Blood began trickling from her nose.
“Hiiik!! No!! No!! No!!”
Something incomprehensible and spiritual stained her from within. The horrifying, repulsive sensation of her soul and flesh being eroded—a feeling no living being should ever experience—coursed through her.
“It hurts!! It hurts!! It hurts!!”
Only agonized, intellect-shattering words repeated.
But soon—
Sssslip...
Even her remaining eye began succumbing to the red corruption. Her sensations shifted.
“Hee hee hee hee!?”
A sudden wave of pleasure. “S-Something's wrong, suddenly it feels so... hee hee hee...”
A smile crept unbidden onto her lips, followed by raucous laughter she'd never utter—ecstatic, mocking cackles.
“Heh heh heh... Hee hee hee... Feels good!! Feels so gooood...!!”
Kotono kept laughing, grotesque and chilling, lost in the pervasive, eerie ecstasy.
“Ha ha haaah...!!!”
Her smile peaked—
Snap.
“.....”
—then her expression went blank, like a puppet with cut strings. She froze.
Drool drip drip...
Drool poured from the vacant Kotono's mouth. Her unfocused eyes were both dyed blood-red.
Slooowly...
After a brief daze, her pupils dilated rapidly—
Click!!
Flash!!
—then contracted sharply. Her blank eyes snapped wide open.
Tremble tremble...
Her body shivered faintly—
Sneer...
—and her vacant face twisted into a wicked grin.
“Kee hee hee, usable meat puppet acquired!!”
The voice was the same, but no one would believe it came from the prim, cold, cynical Kotono. It dripped with sleazy, delinquent vulgarity.
Rip!!
Kotono—no, Phantom now inhabiting her body—tore off her glasses and ripped open her top like it was tissue.
“Kee hee hee!!!”
Bounce bounce...
Her breasts weren't huge, but soft enough to enjoy by hand, sprang free.
“Kinda skimpy, but these tits'll do!!”
Squish squish...
Phantom kneaded them like dough.
Swoosh...
She released one breast and slid that hand between her legs, plunging fingers into her pussy.
Crunch!! Crunch!!
“Grip's decent enough, right?”
Squelch squelch!!!!
She appraised herself while furiously fingering her pussy, masturbating away.
Drip drip!!
“Heh?”
Her pussy leaked juices from the rough thrusting, but Phantom remained impassive, poking indifferently despite the body's reactions.
“What's this? Nips are hard as fuck?”
Crunch!!
Even as she finger-fucked herself, she curiously eyed her instinctively erect nipples. Pinching one hard made pussy juice gush out.
Gush gush!!
“Kee hee hee♥ Cumming just from this? What a pathetic meat sack♥”
Sssslip...
Finishing her rough body inspection, Phantom stopped masturbating and turned her gaze.
“What the hell just...?”
There stood Erika, stunned by the sudden horror show. Even her hyper eccentricity couldn't brush off that grotesque display.
“Hiya~♥ Master's friend-lady♥”
Wave wave...
Phantom flashed an ordinary smile—different from her earlier wicked one—and waved at Erika in greeting.
Drip drip...
Bounce bounce...
Her exposed tits jiggled with the motion, pussy juice splattering from her wrecked hole.
“P-Pervert!!”
The word slipped out, but Erika's mind raced. She'd caught Phantom's words perfectly.
“W-Wait!! You just called me your master's friend!!?”
“Huh?♥ Yeah?”
Erika had only two friends: Kanami and Park Seokgil. She knew the signs—semitransparent body, pale skin, phasing through objects, body-snatching possession. This was a ghost monster, far stronger than anything she'd faced. Stronger even than that Archfiend she'd glimpsed from afar.
Could Kanami control something like that? No, she was an alchemist. That left one option.
The ghost before her had tried to kill her, seized a classmate's body—none of that mattered now.
“B-Bro!! Bro sent you, right!?”
Erika desperately asked Phantom. It gave a slightly troubled smile before replying.
“Hmm? Can I spill? No orders against it. Details are tricky, but... I can show you Master's message about the escort!!”
With that—
Fwoosh!!
Pale irises materialized in the air, forming letters.
The meaning was crystal clear.
“I knew it!! I believed in you, Eri-tchi!! Bro's alive!!”
Erika's eyes filled with joy and ecstasy.
“Perfect. Just perfect. Guess we'll be off then~”
Phantom moved to leave. She needed to report the attack, inform Master about her new meat sack, and check for mission changes. Her original task was covert escort—keeping out of sight so Erika and Kanami wouldn't notice.
Thwack!!
“W-Wait!! When's Bro coming back!!?”
Erika cried out desperately after the fleeing Phantom.
“On the day of wrath, the time of judgment, he shall appear.”
All would kneel at his feet without exception. Those who dared incur his wrath would perish utterly.
Phantom recited enigmatic, prophetic words.
And “Soon.”
With that, she vanished completely from Erika's sight.
“Is that so?”
I'd gotten the report from Phantom. The Minamoto clan was full of nutjobs.
“You did great.”
“Hee hee, thanks Master♥”
Seeing her grin like that on Kotono's face was kinda off-putting.
Still...
As a High undead specialized in possession, Phantom could read some of Kotono's memories. Not as thoroughly as a possession-focused undead or Supreme ghost-type, but the intel was useful.
Seigen's heading to the Daradul Great Swamp with Matthias soon...
According to the info, Seigen, Kotono, and their lackey Yamashiro Natsuji were accompanying the Saint to the swamp.
I had Mari crunch the numbers on timing. They'd arrive about two days after us.
“I've got a great idea.”
Yukihime with her Goddess's Blessing—potential Demon King counter—could wait. No reason to keep Seigen alive.
Why? My undead legions had already proven they could hold the Demon King's forces. Even now, my frontline undead were hunting respawning monsters on my orders, farming EXP.
So I gave Phantom her orders.
“Kee hee hee♥ Got it, Master. We'll prep everything.”
She replied with a wicked, eager grin.
“This trip's gonna be fun. Slurp!!”
“Ogoh gogh!!”
With that, I kept feasting on Dena's pussy juices.
“Hee hee hee hee!!”
Whirr!!
Clang!!
Clack clack!! Clack clack!!
“Mmph mmph!!”
“Wu mph!”
“Mmph mmph!!”
The carriage pressed on toward the place Dena indicated—the spot with the Saintess's corpse.