Chapter 36 – Obscenity and Perversion
Suddenly, when I looked up again, the ceiling of this space was lost in the darkness.
A mask filling up the wall that has risen to an unimaginably high level.
Among them, I take out a mask hanging right in front of me and shake off the dust.
“…”
The gray dust disperses as mist, and the rough surface of the mask that has been neglected for a long time rubs against my hand.
It has a familiar texture, light weight, and even unknown letters that are densely written on the back.
It was an object that looked exactly like the mask I knew and was still talking to.
“What is this? Why are there so many of them?”
‘Well, I guess you’ll have to ask the person who made it. Anyway, they are the same as me.
It’s a normal mask that doesn’t even develop a self because I haven’t met the contractor yet, and I haven’t drank alcohol yet.’
“…Do you have no intention of answering? Then, who made this mask?
Was this the place where the person who made the mask lived? Without that, so many masks…”
‘Shh, that’s next time. It’s true that we agreed to help each other,
There is privacy that is sensitive to each other, right? I’ll answer that question after getting to know you better.’
The expectation that the mask that subtly obscures the point would give a proper answer was abandoned.
So, in a short moment, I tried to make a reasoning that I had concocted by rolling my head, but as expected, the mask only gave me a shallow laugh.
I didn’t get a definite answer, but for now, you can think of it according to my reasoning.
Even though it is dark and humid, this place seems to be a family home where people originally lived.
A rusty carving knife on a broken desk, firewood stacked by the stove,
The floor is full of sawdust that has dried up and crumbles just by touching it.
The only clue to this space is here. This alone is what happened in this house,
Who lived there, for what purpose the masks were made, and what their identity was could not be determined.
It would be nice if the mask that knew everything could blow it up, but that bad feeling wouldn’t be able to do that.
I really hate it, but first I decided to suit the mask in moderation.
“…Yes, then. Pass this over to Isabelle? Is that okay?”
‘Doesn’t care. Anyway, they didn’t have a self, and they couldn’t make a contractor or a saint.
But it’s true that he has the same power as me, so he should be able to turn away the witch hunters’ eyes for a while.’
A plan to deceive the eyes of the organization by replacing the fake one that looks exactly like the mask I have.
It’s definitely not bad… But will I be fooled by this? Even if it’s lax, you scratch your head at a plan that’s too lax.
‘Are you okay. There is no record of a new mask being discovered for quite a long time, and the hunters have no choice but to be deceived.
Even if they noticed that the mask passed on to me wasn’t mine, I’d rather be very busy with the discovery of a new mask?’
“How do you know those things? Oh, you said you were in England too, were you held there?”
‘It’s been 14 years. There are things I saw and heard there, and things I stole into the heads of the women you made into saints.’
Shaking the mask in his hand, he nodded and opened his mouth slightly.
“No, but this alone is dangerous to Isabelle and Noah.
Would you know I don’t know how they do it, but they know how to tell a saint.
If we send them back like this, it will soon be exposed that this is a fake, and they will die.”
When I first met Isabelle or Noah, it was a story she passed by like water, but she definitely remembers it.
Seeing Isabelle, who said that she “Sensed her saintess,” And Goeun, who caught her behind, Noah said, “There was no response from the saintess, obviously.”
Apart from Isabelle, who had her own idiosyncratic ways, how the hell did Noah sense her saintly nature?
There is absolutely no way that the organization, which is the main organization, does not know the method that even Noah, the field agent, has.
If so, handing the mask to the two and sending them back to the organization is tantamount to pushing them off a cliff.
Unless there is some other way…
‘Ah, I’ve already solved that.’
“…What?”
A voice lifted her head above her, who had heard a voice in an unexpected response.
‘I just found out, but the way hunters tell saints is ‘brain waves’.
The saints connect their brains with new nerves to move their new bodies.
That’s why it seems that saints perceive brain waves that are different from those of normal humans.’
“How did you solve that?”
‘It wasn’t my intention, but I first touched the two who entered the bed of desire with my remaining strength.’
“…See your hands?”
‘I’ll make a bed of desire and use the remaining power a little bit… So I can extract semen from you more effectively.
I messed with my body and mind a little, but thanks anyway, the hunters’ gadgets can no longer detect the saints.
Those two have just become saints, so changes may be slow, but you don’t have to worry about being caught.’
Made it possible to extract my semen faster? Isabelle and Noah?
I am holding back from shouting at the mask that has done an incredible job without telling me.
A tender voice resounded in my head, not knowing if I knew it.
‘If you’re curious about how you’ve changed, put the mask on the other saints again later.
The brain, which had already adapted to the saintess’ body, would change rapidly. That woman named Hye-mi would be appropriate.
Because she’s about to become a saint for about a week.’
“…That’s my own problem, next time talk to me properly and get things done.
No, if possible, don’t spread the work itself. Our friend ate it, because you shouldn’t embarrass your friend. Right?”
‘Well? I guess that’s a matter for me to take care of myself.’
“Huhhu, chew.”
He looks around while swearing in a small voice that can hardly be heard by the mask.
It’s taking a bit, but right now there’s nothing more to figure out in this spooky house.
Holding the dusty mask in my hand, I pulled the doorknob and opened the door.
Giik-
The wind blows over my body with the sound of old hinges.
“…Then I don’t have anything special to do, just hand this over to Isabelle, right?”
‘Yes, that saintess seems to have a quick head, so you don’t have to explain.
Bring the masks to the hunters and order them to live a normal life. You too stay quiet for a while.
Oh, even if you stay quiet, you must give the drink on time? If you don’t keep your promise, I won’t help you, so take care of yourself~’
“…Are you an elementary school student? I’ll take good care of you, so keep your promise.”
Sarcastic at the last grumbling, I passed through the door towards the blowing wind.
Then the darkness lifted in an instant. When I woke up, I was standing in a motel room with a mask in my hand.
Did you come out of the bed of desire? I thought there was nothing to see, but…
“How have you been?”
“…What, are you still here?”
“Then there is still. But now it seems to be reaching its limit.
I’m so excited that I’m using my strength, so it’s hard to maintain the possession now…”
When I turn my head to follow the voice from behind,
The mask, still wearing the body of a woman named Dasom, showed signs of exhaustion.
She sighed heavily and sat down on her bed, raising her finger and pointing at the top of her bed.
“Those two won’t remember what happened in the berth. And you’re the only one who has the right to enter the berth, but
If you call the saint you want from the bed, you can summon it right in front of you, so it’s useful.”
Isabelle and Noah are sleeping peacefully in bed.
The fingertips of the mask were pointing at the two of them.
“…And, for a while, I won’t be able to answer your calls… I’m too tired… I need to get some sleep… I guess, uh…”
“What? Hey, sleeping? Then what about her?!”
“Because I quite like this woman’s body… Don’t make her a saint…
I’ll turn it into a toy that obeys you… Take care of it… You can do it…”
“I’m not happy at all to receive such trust from you… No, what are you talking about?!”
“Bye Bye…”
“Hey, wait… Wait…”
Tuk-
A white mask fell helplessly from the woman’s face.
The woman, Dasom, reappeared and was fast asleep, her nose ringing in her sack.
There is no response even when I pick up the mask that has fallen asleep after I have said my own words and even whisper small curses or shake it.
While fiddling with the mask that has finally returned to normal, I look at another mask on the table and the card key that has changed color.
It wasn’t really a dream…
The gift of the mask was more useful than I thought.
A hideout that only I can recognize and enter, and a dreary room with countless masks hanging on it.
And even a way to avoid the prying eyes of the organization without paying anything.
I hate to admit it, but the mask’s help was pretty great.
As soon as Isabelle and Noah wake up, write a report… Shall we go back to the funeral home?
Come to think of it, half a day had passed since I brought Noah out of the funeral home.
Now I have to go back slowly.
Looking at the time that has passed quite a bit on my phone, I stretch myself into a chair, take out a cigarette and light it.
Sorry for being away for so long, but stop feeling resentful and go to a better place.
As I was spitting out smoke while recalling the blurry face of my friend in my head, I heard a rustle from behind.
“…Ummm, what… A dream? When did I fall asleep… Haha?! Everything, you!!”
“Mom, I’m surprised…! Are you awake?”
Dasom, who had just woken up and looked around the room blankly, raises her voice as she raises her finger at me.
The mask must have taken care of it, right? I’m just setting the mood, but when it gets noisy, I feel more awkward.
Expressing as much kindness as I can, I rub the cigarette I was smoking into the ashtray.
Then he approaches Dasom, who is sitting on her bed while fixing her messy clothes.
“Well, that’s it… I don’t know how to explain it.
I didn’t call them. There must have been a misunderstanding, so if you just leave…”
“What are you doing!”
“Eh? I’m not doing anything…”
Dasom, who continued to raise her voice, stood up from her seat annoyed.
No, if you use your body, you should take proper measures. If we continue like this…!
“If you invited me, I’ll have to fuck you! Of course, with a creampie!
Seriously… I didn’t even get my pussy wet while I was sleeping. With manners…”
“…Yes?”
Lightly loosen the thin top to reveal a lace bra with nipples exposed,
Dasom put her hand inside her own pants and started to poke her cunt, staring at me with her empty black eyes.
Poke! Poke!
“Huh…! Yep…! It’s because of you, so please wait a bit…! I’ll be ready to see you soon…! Yeah, ah♡”
The scene of my common sense being denied is unfolding before her eyes.
Do you accept the invitation? Cum inside? What the hell is this woman talking about?
In her eyes, filled with confusion, she sees Dasom’s bangs bobbing in line with her swaying waist.
And that black something under her hair, inscribed on her Dasom’s forehead.
“…That’s…”
‘Change’ and ‘obscene’.
It was engraved on the back of the mask, but these are the characters I couldn’t read.
Two texts from one person? Then this woman named Dasom is like Goeun…
Chew! Joo Woo-wook…♡
“Ehhhhh!
Dasom, who thought this whole situation was natural, spread her legs towards me.
She pulls her creamy fingers out of her cunt, grabs her labia, and pushes her sloppy cunt to me.
“…”
‘You can do it.’
“…Really a fucking asshole.”
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