“Lady Saintess, your face is so red. You must make sure to get some rest.”
“Lady Saintess, are you unwell? Please remember to balance work and rest.”
It was nearing 5:00 PM, and the evening sun was beginning its slow descent. As the Daily Anthem of the Saint Freya Cathedral came to an end, the crowd dispersed.
“Yes, yes, alright. I… I will be careful. See you tomorrow.”
After Saintess Ye Fufu sent off the last few concerned believers with a gentle smile, the heavy, solemn cathedral doors closed with a resounding thud.
With the doors completely shut, the holy cathedral grew dim as the sunlight was blocked out.
In the next second, the white, delicate face that had just faced the believers with a holy expression and a faint blush underwent a change.
Facing the relentless assault from the little devil, Su Qi, she could finally no longer endure it.
Her beautiful legs, wrapped in White Silk Stockings and garters, grew weak at the knees, and she collapsed clumsily onto the clean floor.
Thud
Feeling the cool touch of the white floor and looking at the now-empty cathedral, Ye Fufu finally dropped her disguise.
Her delicate body, which had been enduring since she began conducting, started to tremble uncontrollably. Her breathing was no longer hidden, turning into heavy pants that carried a faintly sweet scent.
Despite the clean white veil — the symbol of a Saintess — still on her head, her pretty face was now covered in a deep blush, and her eyes were filled with excitement.
The ultimate contrast between holiness and corruption, between her attire and her expression, was perfectly embodied in her at this moment.
“Hah… Hah… Ah…”
Hearing the sweet, hurried gasps coming from her own mouth and feeling how burning hot her legs remained despite the cold floor, Ye Fufu knew exactly how terrible her state was without even looking in a mirror.
She knew how pathetic she looked right now.
However, rather than shame, she felt a surge of excitement.
It was the thrill of having her daily accumulated stress and Desire Web satisfied, vented, and stimulated by the sense of immorality.
As she basked in this unique emotion, Ye Fufu could not help but feel a bit puzzled.
After leaving Su Lulu’s room earlier, she had originally thought Su Qi wouldn’t discipline her.
To lay the groundwork for the Mistress play with Su Qi later, she had even intentionally turned the switch to low before coming out.
After all, from Ye Fufu’s perspective — setting aside the acting at Succubus Academy — Su Qi felt like a well-behaved, virtuous, and cute young girl.
The only reason ‘she’ punished her was because she had been dragged into it by Su Lulu.
Even if she mocked Su Qi, given Su Qi’s sheep-like personality, ‘she’ probably wouldn’t actually punish her, right?
However, feeling the continuous, numbing sensation that had already been cranked to the maximum, a brilliant light shone in Ye Fufu’s watery, almond-shaped eyes.
‘Maybe Su Qi has also discovered the joy of punishing me.’
‘Wait, if that’s the case…’
‘If I go upstairs now, won’t I be able to receive even harsher punishment from Su Qi?’
Su Qi had already changed into the Little Devil Set.
Thinking back to the last time, when Su Qi wore that set, even a light touch caused a strange stimulation and excitement due to Attribute Countering.
In a sense, this was like an excitement level where one plus one was greater than two.
“Hah… Mistress is still waiting for me.”
At that thought, even though she hadn’t recovered yet, Ye Fufu grew even more excited as she moved toward the second floor.
However, because the electric current was too intense, her knees buckled the moment she tried to stand, and she fell back to the floor.
Ye Fufu didn’t mind. Recalling the excitement and the feeling of being conquered when she served as Su Qi’s human chair, and thinking of Su Qi’s fragrant, porcelain-white little feet, she simply crawled toward the second floor where the sickbeds were located.
As she crawled up to the second-floor landing, she looked down at the black wooden podium where she had just stood to conduct the choir as a Saintess.
A new idea formed in her mind: perhaps next time, she could have Su Qi hide inside the podium.
Then, while she was performing, she could do something even more stimulating behind the cover of the wood.
Hiss
Just thinking about it was thrilling!
‘But for now… more than that, seeing Mistress is the top priority!’
Because of her intense excitement, every spot Ye Fufu crawled over left behind a faint, lingering mark of her arousal.
Although the hygiene of the Saint Freya Cathedral was maintained exceptionally well, her holy White Silk Stockings couldn’t help but be stained with a bit of dust from the constant contact with the floor.
Ye Fufu ignored it all and arrived in front of Su Qi’s Room 202, pushing the door open with excitement.
“Mis… Mistress, I’ve kept you waiting. I’m back. Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t knock just now. Please punish me.”
Perhaps it was because the Holy Power of the Saintess and the demonic attributes of the Little Devil Set countered each other, but when Su Qi took the remote and began to control this Saintess, seeing her look of forced endurance made him feel incredibly excited.
Now, seeing Ye Fufu push the door open, giving him a reason for punishment, and crawling to his feet with her mouth open as if she wanted to eat, Su Qi watched the Saintess’s discordant expressions and actions beneath her veil.
Although Su Qi’s consciousness knew this situation was very wrong and that he should technically refuse the Saintess’s special fetish — because punishing her was just satisfying her, and she would only get more excessive next time — the demonic power of the Little Devil Set combined with Ye Fufu’s active cooperation eventually let Su Qi’s instincts take the upper hand.
Facing Ye Fufu, who actively leaned her face in, Su Qi — dressed in black stockings — gently pressed his delicate foot onto her.
The combination of the black stockings, the Saintess’s veil, and her porcelain skin created an incredibly beautiful and peak visual.
In the next second, a satisfied sigh echoed in the room.
“Nngh…”
As Ye Fufu sighed, she seemed to want to relive their previous actions in the Confession Room. Soon, with Su Qi’s tacit consent, Ye Fufu acted as a human chair once again. Or rather, this time, she was a mount.
Sitting on the Saintess’s slender waist, Su Qi took the special Succubus Whip that Little Ling had given him, which Ye Fufu had actively handed over.
He watched his vision sway, feeling the softness beneath him and a sense of conquest rising from the bottom of his heart.
Just as Su Qi, in his Little Devil Set, and Saintess Ye Fufu were both starting to get caught up in the excitement —
Tap, tap, tap
Suddenly, an ill-timed, heavy set of footsteps began to echo outside the door.
Hearing the sound, both Su Qi and Ye Fufu, knowing their Secret could not be exposed, stopped what they were doing to identify the source.
As they froze, the room became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Tap, tap, tap
In the next second, they heard it more clearly.
There were indeed heavy footsteps right outside on the second floor.
Su Qi recalled that only those close to Su Lulu would come to the second floor of the Saint Freya Cathedral. Ordinary believers wouldn’t come up here.
Since it wasn’t night yet, a thief probably wouldn’t show up either. Based on that analysis, did that mean… the person outside was someone they knew?
Was it An Xiaoling or Mo Yu?
Thinking of the possibility, Su Qi looked down at his shameful Little Devil Set and the whip in his hand. Then he looked at Ye Fufu’s current appearance.
Her veil was messed up from being stepped on, her holy White Silk Stockings were stained grey at the knees, and parts of them were translucent from her excitement — not to mention her trembling body.
Su Qi felt like his entire world was crashing down.
If they were discovered like this, wouldn’t his and Sister Fufu’s Secret be exposed instantly? And if they were caught, it would be too humiliating! He would be labeled a pervert forever.
‘No, that absolutely cannot happen!’
‘What should I do?’
As Su Qi searched frantically for a solution, his eyes lit up when he spotted the wardrobe he had noticed earlier.
Without hesitation, he grabbed the weak-legged Ye Fufu and rushed toward the cabinet.
However, the moment he pulled the wardrobe door open, Su Qi froze. He had originally thought the wardrobe would easily accommodate two girls.
But once they actually got inside, he realized he had oversimplified things.
Although Ye Fufu looked like she had a slender waist, perhaps because she had awakened a Healer class, she wasn’t just curvy on top — her hips were also incredibly shapely.
Because her figure was so voluptuous and the horizontal space of the wardrobe was narrow, they couldn’t fit if they stood normally, especially since they were of similar height.
As Su Qi stood by the door, trying to figure out how to hide while Ye Fufu stood there with weak legs —
Knock, knock, knock
Three knocks came from the door, followed by a familiar, relaxed male voice.
“Ye Fufu, are you in this room? How long was I unconscious? Why does my head feel so dizzy?”
Seeing the door handle start to turn from the outside, Su Qi’s deep, peach-blossom eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for another hiding spot.
But at that moment, a delicate white hand suddenly hooked around his slender waist.
Bang
Before Su Qi could react, he was pulled into the wardrobe, and the door was carefully shut. Feeling the heat and fragrance emanating from the body in front of him, Su Qi was stunned.
‘I shouldn’t have been able to fit given Sister Fufu’s fiery figure.’
‘How did I suddenly get in?’
As Su Qi regained his senses and looked forward through the light coming from the ventilation slits, he quickly understood why.
At this moment, the Saintess Ye Fufu had her left leg raised in a high-difficulty split, braced against the wall of the wardrobe.
By using this shameful position, she had reduced the space her hips took up, allowing Su Qi to barely squeeze in.
It was one thing to get in, but why was this position so embarrassing?
As Su Qi felt the wrongness of their posture and wanted to cry, what happened next made him feel even worse.
Because Ye Fufu was holding that split, the cute, round little toy inside her was starting to slip out due to gravity.
Considering the bottom of the wardrobe was made of metal, if it fell, the vibrating sound would 100% expose them.
At this moment, even though Su Qi felt like he was about to lose it, he could only move his waist forward to brace against her.
‘Ugh… this is too embarrassing, too awful!’
‘This isn’t right!’
‘Wait, just who is this person visiting?!’
‘Please, just leave quickly!’