Became a Saint of the Sexuality Church 111

Chapter 111 – The Saint Is Broken (11)

The ronin stared enraptured at Arya in her despair.
If human beings are subjected to despair beyond the limit, they usually become disabled.
However, some of them end up with completely different personalities.

Could it be the awakening caused by shock?
Or should I say transformation?

No matter what they were called, they were terribly sweet to Ronin.
To the extent that a healthy tooth would rot.

Aria.
When she became a saint of sexual love, she collapsed once.

Arya, who was proud, strong, and strong-willed, disappeared from this world forever.
That’s how she became a mere cowardly girl.

She thought at first that she was simply broken.
She thought so, but no.

Careful and cunning, Arya has created a faceless personality.
A personality that obeys trials and accepts them.

Just looking at your surface, it must have looked like it was already ruined.
But no.

You were a fuse that could burn at any time, if even the slightest spark of hope was thrown into it.
It was not giving up hope.

When Ronin realized that, he felt all the joy in the world.
That’s great, Arya.
You pretended to be broken even though you endured it well.

Ronin felt both a sense of accomplishment and pride.
Isn’t Arya the one who led the change of human beings?

The main personality who occupied the current Arya.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that it was a product of Ronin’s impact.

Well, this is nothing more than talking about a fact that everyone knows well.
That is until here.

Ronin thought.
What if we give extreme pain once more to a human being who has already been transformed?
Nine times out of ten, you will become a dead person.

That’s because the body is in a tattered state.
No matter how hard you try to reinforce it with an iron plate, it is useless if the durability of the main plate is poor.

It is a matter that must be approached with caution.
But Ronin believed Arya.
Aren’t you the one who created a personality and evaded the fact that the very foundation of yourself was being destroyed?

If.
If you hold out
Could it be possible to pursue a different change?

Wouldn’t it emit more colorful fireworks than trivial fireworks?
The sight must be ecstatic.
Ronin wanted to see the scenery.

I desperately gather things that have been crumbled so that not even dust remains.
A person who stands up again by attaching a lump of dust that cannot even be found with glue.
The final flame blossomed by that person will surely burn more pure, clear, and graceful than any other flame.

As long as he could see that spark, Ronin could do anything.
Above all, isn’t it a scene created by a special ‘aria’ for him?
Ronin wanted to clearly engrave the moment Arya ‘changed’ in his eyes.

Arya Rameld.
You are the only oasis in this sandy world.

Go ahead
Keep moving forward.

I will not accept that you stop here.
In order to do that, we need to inject some energy into it.

Whether it’s a malicious curse directed at others, a lofty mission that ordinary people can’t bear, a sense of despair that plunges a close friend into abyss, or a noble love that makes the heart throb.

It didn’t matter.
He wasn’t the kind of person to consider what ingredients were in a dish when he tasted it.
It’s the cooking process anyway, wouldn’t it be enough as long as it tastes good?

Goddess of eroticism, would you agree?
Ronin grabbed Arya’s shoulder, which had hardened like a stone statue.
And she nailed it.

“Aria. She Ain is not in this world. Does she feel like a lie? It’s reality. Don’t try to distort it. Don’t try to pervert it. Hero Einstein is dead. Are you looking at his neck? Would you like to touch it? Or would you like to find out some of his traits that I don’t know about?”

“Ahhh.”

An aria in which each syllable is cut off.
Streams of water run from her hollow eyes.
A little more encouragement and you’ll be done.

It will be hard
It will be painful

But you shouldn’t collapse here.
Shouldn’t you show it to me?

The result.
That’s what I’m trying so hard for.

“Oh, poor Arya. Has the hope you believed in shattered?”

He was resolute, tenacious, and broke his strong will and made him weak.
Conversely, what will Aria show if her weakness is broken?
Just the thought of her made her body tremble.

It’s good that she’s crying and rambling here.
Selling me is good too.
Now, let her reveal her keen feelings.

All, all!
Pour it out on me
Show change.

Ronin hoped that Arya would come out of this shock and show her hostility.
The will to resist to the end even in the trials that come one after another.

No matter how gold and silver treasures are compared, there is nothing as brilliant and splendid as that will.
There would be nothing more blissful than to trample on that will and make it obey.

“Ah.”

But.
What Ronin hadn’t had in mind.
The shock he gave was too great for Arya.

Hehe, it’s Ain. Ain, I thought you were dead. I mean, I was so surprised. I was sad because that Ronin was bothering me. Ronin please. And make me pregnant I want to have Ain’s child. I want to make love fruitful. Please bully my lewd pussy.”

She is completely broken
As Ronin, there was no choice but to be disappointed.

This is not a change
It just became a waste.
Expression softened.

“Hmm. Isn’t that a boring ending?”

At that, Arya started to shed her beads of tears.
He even apologized in a crying tone.

“I’m sorry for being a boring woman. Ain, I will try to be fun.”

Is Aria’s fun related to sexuality?
She thrust her full, loose cunt into the ronin’s cock.

Jeupyuk, tsukeok.
I tasted the tight vagina of the ronin’s meat rod like a virgin.
Even though her hair was ruined, her body was still of good quality.

“Isn’t this why you’re not even good at masturbation tools?”

“I will work hard to move my pussy so that my cock can work hard. If you move like this, like this.”

Arya desperately moved her hips.
Soon she began to gasp, and she had a broken smile.

“This is good too.”

Good though
I couldn’t taste the finest rice wine.
A feeling of intense disappointment crept in.

Did you sprinkle ashes on the finished rice?
Or did she have a great presence as a warrior to Arya?
Since she also showed an appearance close to dependence, this could be seen as Ronin’s miscalculation.

It’s okay though.
The world never goes the way it was originally planned.
Still, you can enjoy it in many ways.
While she was thinking about that, Arya called Ain anxiously.

“Ah, where are you looking? Please look at me. Just look at me Hehe, yes, I am using my pussy hard to please Ain’s cock!”

Ronin laughed at the sight of Aria desperately showing off her charms.

“There are no prostitutes.”

“More, don’t you like dirty women? I’m sorry, I’m sorry I wrote profusely. I’m sorry for accepting this man and that man. But I love only Ain. It’s not a lie, it’s the truth. Really, really. Trust me. I am, I am.”

Ronin gripped her aria by the waist.
His huge prick twisted her tight Aria’s vagina wildly.

“Huh, hot. Don’t be angry, Ain, now, I was wrong, heeik, hee.”

“No, you misunderstood something, but I like arias.”

There’s a way to mess around with this.
Ronin came up with several ways to bully her.

* * *

Ain returned and time passed again.
These days, every day is happy.

She has no choice but to do it after having a hot affair with Ain.
The corners of her mouth go up.

He is proud
Touch my hair

He is proud
Touch my breasts

He is proud
He stabs my pussy every day.

What a nice guy he is
I will have the man’s child.

Because I like it.
Because I Love You.
Because there is only you

I love you.
I can say it over and over again
I love you, and I love you again. Ain.

Hey, Ain.
I had a nightmare, what is it?
What a world without you

Nonsense.
Whoops.

My love.
My warrior
My god

It is light and salt to me.
It’s oxygen, it’s water.
Do you feel like dying just thinking about a world without you?

I was lying in the same bed as Azazel.
Azazel is sound asleep.
She brushed her red hair gently and looked at the familiar ceiling.

“Haa, I want to do it with Ain.”

Is it because you’ve had too much sex lately?
There was no other stimulus, but my body felt hot.
It was difficult to tolerate vulgar sexual desires.

I put my right hand between my thighs.
As the index and middle fingers touched her genitals, she could feel the wet cunt flesh.
Kook, kook.

I rubbed my genitals a few times before examining my fingers.
A sticky liquid leaked out.
… Azazel is sleeping right next to me. Can I do this?

“I’m so sorry.”

Throbbing.
The heart races.
My crotch is throbbing.
I want to scratch something that is strangely itchy.

I can’t stand it.
I feel like lust eats into my head.
Even a slutty woman like this would say that Ain loves me.

Thanks.
That’s why I’m going to be more erotic and make Ain happy.
I will serve Ain.

I’m going to get pregnant too.
Ain and my child must be cute.
Wouldn’t Azazel take good care of it?

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Biting the blanket, I masturbated just enough to keep Azazel from waking.
Even so, when she reached her climax, she might struggle with her voice raised.

Was it noisy because she was masturbating excitedly?
Azazel’s eyelids went up.

I was startled.
I didn’t even moan that loud, so why did I wake up?
After all, was the sound like the chump and chump of the juice making a fuss?

Azazel’s red eyes looked at me.
Not blurry
Strangely clear

Weird?
Azazel is obviously broken.
Why are your eyes so bright?

Are my memories distorted?
What?

Wait for a sec.
Why is Azazel broken?
I thought deeply.

Mmm.
I don’t know.

“Sister.”

She said.
It was amazing.
Could you tell

No, because I am a person, I will speak.
Azazel isn’t one of the few people she talks about.

But why am I surprised?
I guess something happened.
It hurts as if there was noise in her head.

“Yeah, why Azazel?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen an older sister who speaks so casually.”

Again and again.
Azazel said clearly.
Feeling a strange pressure, I laughed awkwardly.

“Oh, isn’t that a bit strange?”

“It feels good to be like a sister now. Before, I thought I was the master. It would have been better if it hadn’t been like this.”

“Are you in this condition?”

“I can’t use magic here, so shall we get out of here first?”

“Yes? Why do you leave here Are there any Ajin here?”

A look of pity flashed in Azazel’s eyes.
Remorse?

I couldn’t understand her feelings.
And the scenery changed.
I was dumbfounded by the sudden change.

“… Here is.”

It was an old building that looked like it would collapse at any moment.
A house covered with spider webs, isn’t it at the level of an abandoned house?
Azazel nodded softly.

“You’ve been here before, with Prince Leon.”

“Ah.”

I wanted somewhere, but it was the space where I stayed with Prince Leon before.
It’s been so long that my memory is fuzzy.
As if it had not been touched by humans, the internal state was miserable.

It’s kind of creepy.
Tilted her head.

“Azazel. Why did you come here?”

Azazel wordlessly ripped the choker from her neck.
It was a tool for sealing magic.

“First, I’ll get my mind back.”

The sealed mana overflowed from her body.
The spell was soon completed, and the magic worked.
A bluish light was directed towards her head.

“It’s a magic that erases mental pollution, so it’ll hurt a little.”

“Oh, I don’t like being sick…”

The reason she stopped talking was because an excruciating pain hit her brain.
The feeling of popping the back of her head in a vise.
The feeling of forcing information into your head.

It was accompanied by dizziness and great dizziness.
At the same time, the distorted memories returned.
With what I’ve done so far.

“…”

I opened her eyes and saw Azazel in front of her.
Clearly, the one in front of me was Azazel.
She is broken, twisted, not her who has lost her words.

“Did you see a ghost?”

I haven’t seen a ghost, but I feel like I’m possessed by a ghost.
I stammered and had a question that immediately came to my mind.

“Oh, what happened? Aren’t you not good at using magic?”

“There are ways. What is a wizard You must be a wizard because you can use magic, right? If you think you can’t use magic just because you sealed a little bit of mana, you’re wrong. I pretended to be crazy and secretly spread magic tricks all over the room, those carefree idiots surely didn’t know…”

Azazel couldn’t follow her back story.
Because I hugged her

“It’s Azazel. Azazel, right? Yes? Is it Azazel who has become fine?”

Warak.
Tiny Azazel whimpered, as if choking on my embrace.

“Sister, sister. Let go of this, it’s frustrating!”

Sore throat
I think I ate a lot of sweet potatoes.

“Azazel, could you speak?”

The horse was wet.
Azazel, aware of my agitation, responded calmly.

“Sister, am I a wizard? I’m not that weak of mind.”

I was speechless.

“Azazel, I’m sorry. Because of me.”

Azazel laughed.

“Fool. How is that your sister’s fault?”

Relaxed and confident
It was the same as in the memory.
So her tears welled up.

Could this be a dream?
For a moment, I even thought about it.
Luckily it wasn’t a dream, every time Azazel pinched my cheek it hurt.

“Why, why are you pinching? Oh, it hurts, Azazel.”

“You heard it all when I was broken? What are you so sorry for me? I apologize every day to make the atmosphere gloomy, and I feel like an idiot. He’s not just a fool, he’s a king of fools.”

Azazel laughs.
A shadow was cast, but it was a bright smile.
Ah.

If this is a nightmare
I hope you never break
Please, let me sleep forever.