Chapter 103
Chapter 103
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 103
Chapter Title: Eirin's Lewd Seal Obsession
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I looked at Saintess Eirin.
The saintess who had entered the room and was showing me her smooth lower abdomen and navel.
The saintess who, despite feeling shame at the sight of her white panties exposed to me, refused to lower the habit she had lifted.
The saintess staring at me with her face flushed bright red.
Eirin's expression, filled with embarrassment in both her face and her voice as she looked at me, carried a seductive allure unlike anything before.
"Eirin, are you serious about wanting the lewd seal engraved again?"
"...Yes."
"If you get caught, it won't end with just a letter of repentance."
"Ah, I know. But......"
Eirin hesitated, fumbling for words before finally speaking.
"It was... fun. All those tense moments worrying about getting caught... They were a huge thrill for me."
I swallowed a sigh at her murmur, spoken in a voice so soft it seemed like her Divine Word might activate.
For Eirin, who had always lived confined, strictly adhering to the church's doctrines, keeping the secret of the lewd seal engraved on her body must have been an enormous rush.
The fact that she mustn't get caught would have made her tremble, while the anxiety of when it might happen flooded her brain with dopamine.
'Like those who get aroused exposing themselves outdoors.'
I wondered if I had perhaps bestowed an absurd sexual fetish on the saintess.
Her face, shy yet smirking with perverse delight seeking pleasure, wore an obscene expression no saintess should ever make as she looked up at me.
"Is it... no good?"
"Eirin......"
"J-just once more, this... this will be the last time......"
"Our shop offers Illusion Magic experiences. We don't provide services like that."
"B-but last time......"
*Why did you do it then?*
That question filled her eyes.
Along with the wonder of why you engraved the lewd seal with magic last time but refuse now.
'I never imagined she'd get this hooked on a device meant to make illusions more enjoyable.'
A miscalculation.
I had engraved it to give the repressed saintess a bit of pleasure.
To let her feel the sensations from the illusion more vividly.
But I overlooked how addictive it would be for a pure virgin, untouched by any sexual desires—like a blank canvas—to have a lewd seal etched on her lower abdomen. It was like pure drug.
"Ma, Max Brother......"
Her gaze was on the verge of invoking Divine Word.
The look that said if I didn't comply, she'd force it.
"You really want it that badly?"
"Yeees....... In a way, this is for serving the Goddess."
*How so?*
Even without asking, Eirin smiled.
"B-because if I satisfy my lust with the lew, lewd seal, I won't nee, need to have intercourse... right? I can preserve my purity, and then... I can keep the saintess's power too."
She planned to enjoy the precarious life in the church, engraving a lewd seal on her lower abdomen as a way to satisfy herself without sex and maintain her virginity.
Any normal person would call it nonsense and shout.
I was no different.
Yet perhaps because her will was so strong.
Eirin's soft voice triggered her Divine Word.
That's why her words now sounded strangely convincing.
'Engrave a lewd seal to preserve virginity. Not wrong, technically.'
That thought flashed through my mind, and I realized it was an ego born from the power of Divine Word.
"......"
"......"
I looked at Eirin.
Eirin silently looked back at me.
"...Did you use Divine Word?"
"Huh? It didn't wor...k?"
Her face stiffened in confusion.
"Using the saintess's power, Divine Word, for personal reasons? That's not very 'Saintess-like.'"
Perhaps because I didn't use her usual title and called her by name.
Eirin panicked, her eyes darting around.
"Um, th-that's......"
"Honestly, I was worried because I thought the Saintess was suffering that much from pent-up desires. But using the Goddess's power to relieve sexual frustration? What would the Goddess say if she saw?"
"Ah, aaah......"
I approached Eirin.
I grabbed the lifted priestess habit with one hand and slowly circled my raised finger over her lower abdomen where the lewd seal had been.
"Hnngh!"
Eirin, hypersensitive, twitched and trembled each time my finger grazed her lower belly.
"If the other believers knew a saintess was exposing her lower abdomen and skirt to a strange man—not to mention seducing him—they'd love it."
"W-wait....... Ma, Max Brother......"
"Isn't this what you wanted?"
I lightly pressed her lower abdomen.
"Hnngh!!"
Eirin arched her back, her body shuddering violently.
The spot I just pressed was aligned with her vaginal walls.
Her aroused walls rubbed against each other, stimulating her erogenous zones.
As if a cock had entered her.
Sometimes during sexual massages, pressing the lower abdomen like this pleased certain types.
Usually the frustrated or highly sensitive ones reacted strongly.
'She fits both.'
I watched Eirin twist her body desperately, clutching my arms with both hands as if trying to escape.
She reacted sensitively to every touch.
"Right here, like this."
"Hng!"
"You wanted a tattoo here."
"Hah, Bro, Brother, that's......"
She even wiggled her hips following my finger's path.
Eirin, so aroused her panties were visibly soaking, looked at me with a pitiful expression.
"Aah......"
She wanted to beg me to stop but worried her Divine Word might activate, so she just opened and closed her mouth soundlessly.
I pressed her soft lower abdomen once more, firmly.
With its tender feel.
"Hng!!"
Her hips bucked up and down.
Clear love juices trickled down her exposed thighs from under the lifted habit, in plain view.
"Haa, haa."
Perhaps feeling a light orgasm, Eirin panted roughly, barely supporting herself on my arms.
"Do you feel like repenting now?"
At my question, Eirin lifted her head.
She shook it gently with a faint smile.
"Ah, not yet."
Her lips curved upward as she answered.
*This perverted, lewd saintess...*
"Still not?"
I spread my palm and kneaded her belly like a massage again.
"Hnnghh!!! I, I don't know. Te, tell me more."
Her body jerked, clutching my arms, and slightly buckled.
Her quivering legs finally gave out, and she knelt.
"Teach your little lamb, pleaaase."
It looked just like praying to a god.
A saintess kneeling to a human for pleasure.
This felt like committing utter blasphemy.
I stroked her head.
I realized from this massage alone how much of an ascetic life she had lived, climaxing so easily.
Seeing how constantly monitored she was made me pity her even more.
For the saintess's sake, I thought I should stop here.
She had to be a role model for everyone.
The church doctrine demanded chastity, and the saintess led by example.
But was stopping here truly for Eirin's sake?
I wasn't sure.
Her life as a saintess wasn't unhappy, but it didn't seem joyful either.
That day I visited the church to see Eirin.
The way she looked during our private talk.
Frustrated by the church's rules, wanting a bit more freedom for herself—it came back to me.
How much desire had she suppressed due to the church's taboo on lust?
That's why she expressed it so boldly now.
Lifting her habit to bare her lower abdomen and panties.
"Understood. But Eirin, you absolutely must not tell other believers about this lesson I'm giving you."
"Ah, yes......"
Her face lit up at my words.
"But no illusion today."
"Why, why not?"
"If you enter the magic circle with a mana-engraved lewd seal on your body, it could cause excessive shock. For the user's safety, no choice."
"Ah......"
Illusion or lewd seal.
I nudged her to choose one.
I could have done the illusion first then the seal.
'But the illusion experience lingering and feeling like real torment via the real seal seems to have hooked her deep.'
I'd hold off combining them for a while.
"Th-then with the lewd seal......"
At Eirin's words, I pointed to the bed.
"Lie down there."
"Okay."
She wobbled on shaky legs to the bed and lay down.
"Wh-what about clothes?"
"Take them off for comfort. Keep your underwear on."
"Ah......"
I placed my hand on her relaxed lower abdomen again.
"Aah."
Her warm, feverish lower belly throbbed rapidly.
How fast must her heart be beating?
I raised my finger.
"It'll sting a bit."
......Yes."
I pressed my glowing, mana-surging finger below her navel.
Then.
"Hnnnghh!!"
Eirin climaxed again like before, her body shuddering.
'So that's her weak spot.'
A new pinpoint discovered.
As I engraved the lewd seal, Eirin squirted love juices rhythmically, gripping the bedsheets and writhing.
"Aah, so beautiful....... Max Brother....... So, go, good!! Hng!"
The new lewd seal was far more obscene than the previous one.
A heart-shaped tattoo settled on her lower abdomen like a woman's womb.
In the center of the heart, I wrote Eirin's name.
Like tagging a bitch with a nameplate.
She climaxed beside me while I worked, riding the mood, and I got a bit fired up too.
You know how it is.
When someone next to you says it feels good, it amps you up more.
I wondered if I'd overdone it.
"Aah......"
But seeing Eirin's expression as she viewed the lewd seal on her lower abdomen in the mirror, she seemed fully satisfied.
"Per, perfect."
Stroking the lewd seal with a loosened voice, she looked less like a saintess and more like a lust demon.
'Like a succubus.'
Her vulgarity appeared noble and beautiful not just because she was a saintess.
"This lewd seal will last about two weeks."
Eirin looked at me, her beautiful pink hair swaying.
"Seriously. Max Brother is the be, best."
Her voice trembled with ecstasy.
"Ah, so boring."
Niki sprawled out in her home, rolling around aimlessly.
"Nothing ever goes my way."
She hadn't achieved any of her adventuring goals, and back home, she just repeated the dull routine.
Today too, with nothing to do, she'd start the morning bored and spend the day the same.
She didn't even want to adventure again.
The monsters now were too weak for her original goals.
"If I'd known a world without the Demon King would be this boring, I wouldn't have subjugated him."
At least then, she had the thrill of fighting strong foes.
"Boring. So boring......"
With a deep sigh, Hero Niki headed to the large chest in her room.
Her treasure box.
"Guess I'll have to rely on these again today."
The box filled with her one comforting hobby.
Niki opened the chest.
A variety of adult toys no hero should own were carefully stored inside.
"What to use today."
Her hand reached for a suction-cup nipple trainer covered in stimulating bumps.