"Ah... I actually... How shameful..."
After a bout of intimacy, the nun entered her post-climax haze. Cradling the Holy Body wrapped in crystal, she gazed at it lovingly before respectfully returning it to its place. She felt deeply ashamed of her earlier loss of composure.
"But it was simply too irresistible... I need to feel Your grace once more..."
Yet before Samael could catch his breath, the nun's restraint had not lasted long before she began to fidget again. Her amber eyes drifted toward the sacred relic atop the platform, which radiated a peculiar air of affinity. Her gaze burned with longing, her eyes intoxicated, as though she were admiring an unparalleled treasure.
"Chaos entwines Prismatic Delay; I seek the joyous heaven of Bodhi above. Great enlightenment and liberation delight freely at my fingertips, reaching heaven's paradise like jaws, and from there returning to the lotus..."
The nun licked her cherry lips and recited something akin to a Buddhist verse, offering herself a grandiose excuse. Once more, she reached her demonic claws toward the Holy Body on the platform, like a demonic bodhisattva who had seen her true nature and attained great freedom.
"Looks like I still need more cultivation..."
"Cough, cough!"
Seeing the Holy Body that had originally belonged to him atop the platform about to become some demonic bodhisattva's plaything again, Samael finally reached the end of his patience and coughed heavily.
The sudden sound behind her made the nun, who was preparing to lay her hands on the Holy Body again, pause. She turned to look at the unexpected visitor in the chamber. After studying him for a moment, she smiled calmly, pursed her lips, and spoke with a gentle, tender gaze.
"Have you come to worship the Holy Body as well?"
As the nun turned to