Chapter 76 – Trainee’s Diary [Ronin & Arya & Ner-Sama] (2)
The sound of dry footsteps echoed through the hallway.
It’s a situation where I’m walking with a dull guy from Baekju.
Not a case of satisfaction.
But what are you doing to express your dissatisfaction?
Even though it wasn’t a situation I wanted at all, it was a reality that I had to adapt to.
Life is so hard and difficult.
There’s no way it’s going my way
“Couldn’t you go a little slower?”
It was said because the person leading the way had a very large stride.
He replied savagely without looking back.
“The saintess is waiting for you.”
Oh, is it?
Judging by what he said, it didn’t seem like he was going to slow down.
Can’t do it
Let’s move our legs briskly.
It wasn’t a very close relationship with the other person, so there was no particular exchange.
It was an uncomfortable silence.
Ronin Priest.
He is basically a smiling face, but at first glance, he is full of caring and altruism.
It is a benevolent face, as if to insist that ‘a priest should have a face like this’.
Actions and reactions are unmatched cold.
I was curious and asked a question.
“By the way, did the saintess say that we should eat together?”
Was it because he was referring to a saint?
Ronin, who had reacted dryly until now, stopped walking and turned around.
As the Ronin stopped, I quickly braked to catch up with him.
I almost collided with it.
Stopping dangerously suddenly?
“A Ronin Priest?”
I shot him with displeasure.
His eyes were calm and calm.
What should I say?
It’s cold eyes
Is it an action to determine whether the predator is the prey or the enemy?
It feels like the hair is standing on end.
“That’s right.”
He spoke briefly and walked again.
It took me a while before I realized that this was the answer to my question.
You have a knack for suffocating people, yes.
Do you have a personality that likes to be taken aback?
I walked, enjoying the air that was even more awkward than before.
Somehow, the further he went, the fewer people there were.
Isn’t it amazing?
If it is a restaurant, it must be a place where many people come and go.
But the direction he was going was a place where not even a shadow of a person could be found.
What kind of nasty trick is this?
“We are almost there.”
Rattle, rattle.
When he opened the door to the hidden basement, I had the perception that I had been hit hard and wrong.
Very violently.
Is this how it feels to be on death row?
Wouldn’t it be nice to find an excuse to run away even now?
Could it have detected my suspicious behavior?
The Ronin Priest stared blankly at me.
Won’t you follow me?
He didn’t say anything, but my instinct or intuition seemed to be telling me.
I looked behind me to see the path I had walked on for a while.
It must be noon in terms of time, but the road to and from is dark and gloomy like a road at night.
Was there such a dark corridor in the headquarters of Seongaekyo?
An alien atmosphere prevails.
How is it like another world?
Suddenly, I felt the pressure of suffocating my breath.
Was it then?
Purple eyes shimmered in the deep, dark darkness.
There is something.
The animal senses, in other words, the sixth sense were strong.
Run away from this place right now.
“Ner’s priest.”
It gave me goosebumps.
I feel like I heard the sound of a person who tripped from a high altitude and had his head crushed.
Shall we say that it is an ominous tone?
A fishy smell, like dried blood scabs, seems to pass through the tip of the nose.
I answered, swallowing dry saliva.
“Why?”
Ronin laughed.
As if he couldn’t get enough of it without laughing.
“How are you so nervous?”
Isn’t this a spoiled brat?
If it were you, wouldn’t you be nervous to open the door to the hidden cellar after inviting us to eat together?
“Since when has the headquarters’ cafeteria been in the basement?”
His earnest smile deepened even more.
People laugh savagely
“Priest Ner, do you enjoy gourmet food?”
It was an out of the blue question.
Do you enjoy gourmet food?
I replied in a timid tone.
“… Wouldn’t it be nice to eat something delicious?”
“Good. A dinner beyond imagination awaits the priest Nere.”
What a prosperous and luxurious banquet it was, how confidently he guided people to the basement.
It won’t be jesabab.
* * *
I’m currently learning sex.
It’s not a bad routine.
It was far better than falling into the trap of Cardinal Mavlov or the bishops.
However, it is said that it is mentally exhausting as much as it is physically comfortable.
They reprimanded or berated me if I did not perform well in education.
Couldn’t you just learn this?
Why do you have that much holy power, but you can’t use it properly?
He roasted people without even trying.
Oh, wasn’t it treated as a person?
Heck, if they were treated as human beings, they wouldn’t have been used as seed feeders.
In any case, compared to the standards of noble clergy, it seems that I am a very immature and underachieving saint.
So what.
Do you know
It’s bizarre that modern people skillfully use supernatural powers like sex laws.
Does anyone know how to move a lizard’s tail?
Do you know how to walk on a web with eight legs like a spider?
I do not know.
Of course I don’t know
Because I’ve never experienced it before!
It was no different than their request for me to use the perfect surname.
An unreasonable demand.
Ah, that’s right
I’m not good
I don’t even have that much talent for sex law.
But, how is that my fault?
I did as you said.
I studied hard and followed hard.
I took the time I didn’t have and reviewed it without missing anything.
I tried so ignorantly.
But what you can’t do is you can’t
No matter how much I hang on to it, nothing changes.
What should I do?
I can’t write
Actually.
It’s weird to use it overnight.
It’s nonsense.
What do you do when you can’t even try?
What do you want to see me
Would you give me enough time?
It’s not like they give you free time after the Seongbeop teaching is over.
The tone of speech is strange, the behavior is strange.
You will catch all kinds of houses and be raped under the guise of corrections.
After that, there will be no time to focus on the Seongbeop.
Further corporal punishment for refusal or defiance.
Sadistic bullying, even if you’re obedient.
You’re driving people into a corner.
I know what it’s like to be broken every moment.
Because my condition is like that.
A loose, haggard laugh escaped his lips.
That’s why you guys in front of me like it.
“Meet the bishops.”
Look.
Them
Bishops see me.
I hate that gaze to the point of being creepy.
Look at the twist.
Everyone took off their bottoms.
It’s a crazy outfit
High-ranking clergymen openly revealing their dicks.
They will touch my body again like a toy.
I’m going to be hot, I’m going to go blank, and I’m going to be an idiot.
Should we consider ourselves lucky that there are no Cardinals or Ronins?
“What are you doing without taking it off?”
It’s a statement with filthy lust.
Know.
All your words are lame excuses.
That you’re torturing me for that reason.
I carefully revealed the sincerity I was wearing.
It went past the fleshy thighs and smooth stomach and lifted up to the waist.
The bare pubic area, not even fluffy, was exposed.
“… As you said, no underwear.”
Grind your molars.
You can’t curse.
You shouldn’t even frown.
It will be more annoying
It will be more painful
You just have to follow it as if you castrated your emotions.
The bishop touched his chest.
His heart ached at how hard he exerted himself.
If you hold it that hard, it only hurts.
“Oh, oh, it hurts.”
“Huh, what did you say?”
The bishop asked back, as if he was correct in what he heard.
No, you can’t even talk when you touch your chest with the momentum to rip it off?
“Is it your upper mouth or this lower mouth that you are talking back to?”
The bishop’s thick, thick fingers swept across the mound of his cunt, then began to play with it.
Where are you touching with your dirty hands, you crazy bastard?
Flinch.
“I’m so sorry.”
No matter how much he was touched, his body reacted on its own.
I felt weird.
Do you feel it in your hands like this?
“Still, you’re not being as tough as last time, Saint Aria.”
Stew, stew.
His fingers moved inside her vagina.
“It’s because I, inhaled, knew the subject.”
They are willing to even let out a heated moan while talking.
Garbage bastards, dirty bastards.
Even if I cursed at cancer in my head, I couldn’t hide my depression.
“Did you really know the subject?”
The bishop, who was caressing me grossly, grabs my wrist with sincerity.
I was dragged along.
“I don’t think it is at all.”
The bishop threw me to the floor.
Why?
Several men’s arms bound their limbs before the question engulfed their heads.
“I-you can ask me what wrong I did…”
Squash.
Got slapped on the cheek
The head jerked back.
It was unfair.
What did I do right
“You are slow to act. Surely, didn’t I tell you to beg?”
…
I feel sick to my stomach.
Vomiting is about to rise.
So, you mean.
You mean I’m begging you to spread my pussy and fuck me?
Like a vulgar, slutty whore?
How do you act as a saint?
How do you behave as a saint?
Like this and that.
Do some tricks
At least, be consistent.
I’m dying of dizziness.
“Fuck, that sounds like shit.”
“Hey, look. Didn’t you say something rude again? This is because I received corrections from Ronin Priest. If not, how pathetic he would have looked…”
“Ahhh, you fucking disgusting bastard, heegh.”
I couldn’t keep talking.
I felt a stinging pain.
The cock came in.
Where?
Where are you?
“Extract, subtract! Take it out! You fucking pig.”
I struggled.
I tried to push him away with my foot.
But it lacked strength.
“Ah, no matter when I taste it, I always feel like a virgin. On the subject of worn-out pussy written on this man and that man.”
“Isn’t that the saintess’ only organ?”
“Clean it up, clean it up! Ah yes, ang!”
The bishops didn’t even listen to me.
Just chatting with each other.
“Still, it doesn’t seem like it’s going up as hard as it was the first time.”
“Doesn’t the saintess also enjoy this situation in her heart?”
Don’t bullshit
Who enjoys
“Hey, hey, hey. Ipaal, hehe. Stop brushing!”
“Don’t you quite understand the heart of a man? When I see you moaning like this.”
No.
This is not my moan
“You’re pretending that you’re not doing it while struggling.”
“Again, what are you so refusing to do?”
“Damn it, huh. All of you, ha ha, I will kill, ang, I will kill all of you, ha ha.”
“If you behave like this, will the Ronin priest really like it?”
Rattle.
Mouth stopped.
Tongue hardened.
Ronin is scary.
That idiot is a villain who just wants to annoy me.
Memories of being climaxed by tentacles for hours, memories of stomach pains from slime.
Other than that, I did everything I didn’t like, like putting aphrodisiacs on my pussy and forbidding masturbation, making me say shameful words, grinding my flesh with a hot iron.
Yes.
I dare to tell you.
He is my nightmare
I didn’t resist any longer and kept my mouth shut.
“There is no other talented person like Priest Ronin when it comes to calming the saintess.”
Even when I shut my mouth, the bishop didn’t stop his waist.
Squeak, squeak, squeak.
As flesh and skin touch each other, heat builds up.
Is it the heat caused by friction?
Or is it because the blood circulates quickly and the body gets hot?
Either way, it’s the same that it’s suffocatingly hot.
I was getting stuck, with my back bent like a dog.
Get violated
Both body and mind.
Entire.
An empty disgust lingers in your mouth and disappears.
My crotch hurts.
Jing jing ringing
A feeling of swelling in the head.
“Help, hehe, hehe.”
Suffered a peak
“Oh, are you gone already? The saintess has a very good sensitivity these days.”
View.
I was ejaculated in the vagina.
I felt my cock being pulled out.
The feeling of a foreign body that had been gnawing at my body was gone.
“Ha ha, ha ha.”
Cheek touches the ground.
I caught my breath.
My breath is hot.
I lost strength in my body.
Semen dripped down her crotch.
“What are you doing without draining your semen? Surely, you’re not trying to greet the bishops’ cocks with such a sloppy pussy, are you?”
“…”
Without saying a word, I spread my legs in an M shape and inserted my fingers into my pussy.
Then I scraped the inside of my vagina as much as I could to get the semen out.
A sticky, slippery liquid touches your fingers.
There was semen to the extent that I couldn’t reach it with my fingers.
The depth was also cheap.
“Huh, oh, yes.”
In order to remove the semen, it was necessary to dig into the vagina.
As a result, I suppressed the sexual sensations scattered in the vagina, and the moaning that I suppressed naturally leaked out.
Did that look ignite their sexual desire?
One of the bishops pushed me to the ground and rammed my cock into it.
When I was a man, it was similar to the posture of a mating press or something that was joked about.
It hurts.
It’s painful.
But, strangely, I feel good.
Am I crazy or are they crazy?
I don’t know.
I don’t even want to know
Oh, I hope it’s time to learn the sex method soon.
Then you don’t have to be bullied like this.
The teacher’s personality was also good in its own way.
Profit.
There was the sound of a door opening.
I can’t see it because it’s being driven by the bishop, but it looks like someone entered it.
Is it over already?
That’s not it.
“Under?”
It’s not a strange voice.
It’s familiar if you follow it.
At the same time, it was a tone that shouldn’t be here.
“Saint… Sir?”
Oh
Why are you here
That you see this.
That Ronin gave permission.
Does it mean that he will humiliate me even during the time to learn the sex method?
How much do I have to push myself to be satisfied?
Again, one of my peaceful hours is gone.
Where will I be
I don’t know a thing.
