âDamn you, you wretched harlotâ¦!!â
It had been about thirty minutes since the Harlequin Queen had possessed my body.@@novelbin@@
Now, I found myself trapped within her mental space, desperately struggling to regain control of my own body, fighting back against her.
âWhy wonât you just pass out? I told you, if you take a little nap, Iâll take care of everything.â
âShut upâ¦!! Get your filthy head off Ethanâs lap right now, you vile womanâ¦!!â
I withstood the continuous onslaught of her mental attacks, barely keeping my spirit intact against the flood of her wicked thoughts.
Each time I felt close to losing consciousness, the thought of that filthy harlot defiling my Ethan jolted me awake, renewing my resolve.
âNo matter if I use Ethanâs lap, itâs still your body. So heâll remember it as a moment shared with you. In the end, Iâm helping deepen your bond. Why are you getting in my way?â
âDonât you dare call him Ethan with that disgusting mouth of yours, you vile creatureâ¦!!â
In the darkness, I tried punching at her sneering face, but all I hit was thin air as she evaded effortlessly. The Harlequin Queen reappeared behind me, her translucent form flickering into view.
âTrying to hit a ghost with your fists? Brave, but foolish. Now that Iâve taken over your body, thereâs only one way to get it back. Iâll indulge in my desires, using Ethan to satisfy myself⦠Oops, my mistake. I meant, Iâll help you and Ethan grow closer. No need to worry.â
âYou crazy, depraved wretchâ¦â
There was no forgiving someone who would use anotherâs body to satisfy their own twisted pleasures with a man. And the fact that she intended to do this using my body with Ethan only made it worse.
âHarlot? Thatâs uncalled for. I lived my entire life keeping my chastity, not even sharing a kiss with a man. In death, any relations I have arenât with my own body, so I remain a pure virgin.â
âThatâs not what being a virgin meansâ¦!!â
âPardon?â
âEven if your physical body is âpure,â you whisper love and have sex with other men in your mind, which makes your âmindâ impure! And if youâre willing to sleep with any man just for the thrill, that means your âspiritâ is impure too! According to the philosophy of mind, body, and spirit purity, you violate two out of three. So youâre nothing more than a wretched slutâ¦!!â
âMind, body, and spirit purity? Iâve never heard of such a concept. How peculiar.â
âUgh!!â
The second worst type of woman, in my opinion, are those who claim to be virgins while obviously not being one. And the fact that these women genuinely believe theyâre pure makes me even angrier. Theyâre no different from those who claim oral or anal doesnât count.
Of course, the absolute worst are those who sleep around with any man they please.
âDonât you dare touch Ethan with your filthy spirit! Heâs not someone to be defiled by a wretch like youâ¦!!â
âYour words only make me more eager to⦠oh, I misspoke, to deepen your bond with him.â
âGet lost! Ethan and I are already close enough without your interference!â
âThatâs just your selfish assumption. Men naturally desire to express love through physical intimacy. Iâm sure this young lord has been waiting for a day like today.â
ââ¦What?â
Wait, what was she implying? Itâs as if she didnât know that Ethan and I had alreadyâ¦
âI fulfill menâs unspoken desires by borrowing a womanâs body and giving them the courage they lackâ¦â
âNo, hold on. What are you even talking about?â
âPardon?â
âYouâre talking as if Ethan and I have never done anything together, but weâve already crossed that line more than once.â
ââ¦Excuse me?â
The look of utter confusion on the dark-haired nunâs face was priceless. Maybe this was my chance to drive her out.
âOh, perhaps you shared something as trivial as a kiss. But I mean real, intimate connectionâ¦â
âOf course Iâm talking about sex. Who explains kissing by saying weâve âcrossed that lineâ?â
ââ¦Really? Youâre not lying?â
âI can even describe exactly how big Ethan is when heâs⦠aroused.â
ââ¦â¦â
The Harlequin Queenâs expression changed as the realization sank in. She seemed to understand that Ethan and I werenât inexperienced. Yet she still tried to justify why she needed to take over my body.
âEven ordinary men have fetishes, you know? Some men have preferences for things like⦠oral.â
âOh, oral? Or âwrapping around the wine bottle,â as we called it? Yeah, Iâve done that a few times.â
ââ¦â¦â
âBut Ethanâs a bit big, so it takes more than just my mouth. I have to use my throat, too.â
âNow that I think about it, he might prefer giving more than receiving. Itâs something regular women might be too embarrassed to doâ¦â
âOh, you mean cunnilingus? Or âclam soup,â right? I felt embarrassed about it, but Ethan wanted to so badly, so I let him.â
ââ¦â¦â
âWeâve even done both at the same time. In technical terms, thatâs called âtail-biting the snake,â I believe?â
âEven I havenât tried that yetâ¦? Wait, whatâ¦?â
Sure, she might have possessed countless women to be with numerous men, but no matter how many bodies she used, she couldnât possibly experience everything in one night. No matter how much control she exerted over her hosts, there was no way she could try something like 69 in an abandoned church.
âBy the way, Iâve also helped him out with my hands. And weâve even bathed together, totally naked.â
ââ¦â¦â
âIt wasnât exactly sexual, but there were times when we hugged naked for the sake of healing.â
ââ¦â¦â
âAnd not too long ago, we even tried pet play. This is a bit embarrassing to admit, but with a cat tail and a collarâ¦â
âEnough! I donât want to hear anymore! Please, stopâ¦!!â
As I listed the various intimate moments Ethan and I had shared, the Harlequin Queenâs face twisted with horror and disbelief. At last, she gave up and threw in the towel, clutching her head and shaking it as if trying to rid herself of the images I had planted there.
âDo you have no shame?! Even if youâre in love, how could you be so crude?!â
âWhat are you talking about? Werenât you the one who said some men canât be satisfied with ânormalâ sex? I was just meeting Ethanâs desires.â
âThere are limits! I may indulge, but I donât pursue obscene acts randomly like that!â
âOh, but isnât that just admitting you canât handle Ethan? Why not give up now?â
âI was planning to anyway! Unlike you degenerates, Iâm a pure spirit who died a virgin!â
Claiming virginity after seducing who knows how many men as a spirit? That made my blood boil.
The Harlequin Queen looked utterly defeated, her expression one of complete disgust as she hurried to flee from my body.
âIâm done with you perverts! You can have your twisted sex lives together! You depraved maid!â
âThis wretched nun dares call me a depraved maid? Disgusting harlot.â
âWhoâs calling who a harlot?! I have a far purer soul than youâ¦!!â
With a final snarl, something seemed to slip out of my body, and my vision turned black. When I opened my eyes, I found Ethanâs concerned face peering down at me.
ââ¦Ah.â
â¦I was back.
The worry in Ethanâs eyes and the feel of his lap under my head told me I had somehow managed to regain control.
âLilith?â
ââ¦Yes, Ethan.â
âFrom the way youâre speaking, you must be Lilith. Iâm glad youâre back safely.â
â¦Oh, that Harlequin Queen.
âEthan, did you see something like a translucent spirit leaving my body?â
âYou mean this?â
âAhhh! What is this?! Let me go!â
âI thought it was a monster, so I quickly sealed it in a stone. Is this the Harlequin Queen?â
ââ¦Yes, thatâs her.â
Looks like I managed to capture her in the end. If sheâd escaped, it would have been annoying.
âNo! I refuse to be violated by a perverted couple! I was only cheering on pure love between an innocent maid and her lord! I had no interest in her sordid sex lifeâ¦â
âLilith, what exactly happened in there for the monster to react this way?â
ââ¦Give her to me, Ethan. Iâll explain everything later.â
It may have felt a bit anticlimactic, but at least Iâd finished off the Harlequin Queen, the boss monster of this abandoned church.
And with that, the necromancy research class boss raid had come to an end.