The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

I examined my body.

My incredibly attractive, sun-kissed skin shimmered in the sunlight streaming through the church windows.

Even a man would find this body appealing.

Honestly, if it weren’t for the horns on my head, I wouldn’t have thought of myself as a devil at all.

Even the hair with horns sparkled in a brilliant golden hue.

Isn’t this just a hard-working golden sun rather than a devil?

“The saintess has quite a wild taste.”

To be honest, I never imagined I would turn into a devil until the message of the saintess’s desire appeared.

Of course not.

How could I have known that the saintess’s desire would be violated by a devil?

Honestly, even the saintess herself wouldn’t have expected it.

“Ah, a devil…”

Saintess Eileen looked at me, transformed into a devil, with a bewildered expression.

Startled by my sudden transformation, she immediately clasped her hands together and prepared to pray.

“Indeed, you are a devil.”

“Saintess, have you forgotten that we are in an illusionary magic space? This is a place where your commands do not work.”

“Ah…”

The saintess, who realized this belatedly, looked at me with a blank expression.

“Then, what is happening? Why did you suddenly turn into a devil…?”

“I just told you, didn’t I? This magic circle shows the user’s desires.”

The saintess covered her chest with both hands in horror.

“Y-you’re not implying that you…?”

“You’re completely mistaken.”

“Excuse me?”

“This is not a place created by my desires. If you look at the location and situation, you should understand.”

The prayer room of the church where Eileen was first chosen as a saintess.

A space where commands do not work.

And the magic circle that reacted to the saintess’s words of not wanting to return.

The saintess, who began to understand my words, shook her head as if it were absurd.

“Are you saying that my desire caused your transformation?”

“That’s correct. The secret desire you possess has transformed me.”

I refrained from mentioning what that desire was.

If I let slip that I knew her desire, it would come back to her as a tremendous humiliation.

“My desire… made you a devil?”

The saintess stuttered, as if she couldn’t believe it.

‘Maybe I hit the nail on the head.’

“I don’t know exactly what desire it is. But the magic circle will move to fulfill your desire. And I…”

“I’m leaving!”

“Excuse me?”

“You said we should go back earlier. I’m going back now, so stop this nonsense.”

“Um, that’s not possible.”

“What? Why not! You just said we should go back. Why can’t we now?”

If she had said that five minutes ago, I could have deactivated the magic circle and satisfied her with a new magic circle that completely removed sexual desires.

But now, it was impossible.

“The magic circle activated without me as the administrator. Now that the magic circle is activated, there’s nothing I can do.”

“How could it be so careless…?”

“It’s not careless; it’s because your desire is too powerful. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have turned out like this.”

“That can’t be true. I’m a saintess. How could a saintess have desires…?”

The saintess couldn’t easily finish her sentence.

She fidgeted, unable to meet my gaze.

Ah.

There is something that pricks at her.

I took a step closer to her.

“Eek!”

“My current appearance, transformed, is the style that the magic circle created based on your preferences. Tanned skin, a strong body, and horns like a devil. As far as I know, devils are said to have blue or red skin, but this kind of skin is…”

“Stop it!”

As I took another step closer, she shut her eyes tightly and pushed me away.

“…Alright, I get it. I’ll stop talking.”

“Are you admitting it?”

She lowered her head and nodded.

“Then what should we do now?”

“It’s simple. You just need to be satisfied.”

“I need to be satisfied…?”

“Yes. I don’t know which desire is truly yours between wanting to have a normal conversation with a person and wanting to be subjected to a devil, but it means you need to be satisfied to a certain extent.”

“…So, there’s no other way to go back?”

“Yes. Shall we start by talking? I doubt you want to wish for something that would make the inquisitors jump at just the thought of it.”

“…Alright.”

The saintess sighed deeply, fidgeting with her hands.

Was it just my feeling, or was her gaze fixed on one place?

“Isn’t it too blatant to stare at my chest?”

“No, it’s not… I just… it was an accident. I’m sorry.”

Completely inexperienced with men, she didn’t know what to do and stepped back.

“Let’s just have a light conversation for now.”

“…Yes.”

The devil transformed into Max and the saintess sat in the prayer room of the church.

However, even after five minutes, the saintess couldn’t say a word.

“Say something.”

“I-I don’t know what to say. This is my first time.”

“…What kind of conversations did you have with the priests usually?”

“There wasn’t really any conversation.”

After a moment of hesitation, the saintess opened her mouth again.

“When the priests would say words of worship to me, I would just nod.”

“Is that the answer?”

“Yes.”

“That was one-sided, not a conversation.”

“That’s right.”

It seemed that it wasn’t the fact that she couldn’t speak simply that made her long for conversations with people.

The lack of everyday conversation.

In the goddess’s church, she was an absolute being to be worshipped.

“Alright. Let’s start with a simple conversation. What did you have for breakfast this morning?”

“Huh? Ah, I was still traveling, so I only had travel rations and jerky. Once the work is done, I plan to return to the order and have a meal there.”

“It’s not easy to eat hardtack unless you’re traveling. Did you know that a new product for adventurers has come out recently? It’s a product where you pour hot water into a sealed bag and heat it up to eat right away.”

“Is there such a thing?”

“It’s a product developed by the Meister school recently. I received a few prototypes; would you like to take some later?”

“Sure! I didn’t know such things existed these days. I’ve never seen one.”

“The order doesn’t look favorably on magical items. You’ll be surprised when you try it.”

Starting with breakfast, we continued with small talk.

And no matter how much we continued the small talk, the magic circle showed no signs of sending us back to reality.

On the contrary.

[The saintess’s desire is being strengthened in real-time.]

[Please resolve your desires quickly. If not resolved, it may go out of control.]

The magic circle cried out for the resolution of desires.

***

Saintess Eileen looked at the tanned devil Max in front of her.

She couldn’t even begin to express how surprised she was when he first transformed into a devil.

Could it really be that he was a devil in the goddess’s revelation?

However, when she heard that his transformation was due to her own desire, her heart sank.

It felt as if he was peering into her innermost self and speaking.

‘How did he know?’

A long time ago, when she first became a saintess, she had planted the goal of subjugating devils in her heart.

That was the duty a saintess was supposed to have.

Because she felt it was her duty, she endured even the commands that bound her ankles, making it impossible to have a proper conversation.

She believed that if she fulfilled her duty completely, she would be able to return to her original self.

When she finally subjugated the demon king, Eileen had hoped that she would finally be able to lay down her duty.

However, as time passed, Eileen could not find her way back to her original life.

Countless believers and priests worshipped her, and they thought of her, who had subjugated the demon king, as an absolute good, demanding even stricter rules than before.

It was absolutely impossible for her to relieve her own sexual desires.

Whenever such wicked thoughts entered her mind, she would go to the prayer room and pray to the goddess.

I’m sorry for having such wicked thoughts.

Please forgive me.

– The saintess must always set an example.

– Everyone is hoping for the saintess’s miracles.

– Saintess, can you show us a miracle at this event?

The priests always hoped she would maintain discipline and set an example as a saintess, expecting her to show no signs of wavering.

There could be no slight deviation, it seemed, as they were strict about it.

‘I’m just an ordinary woman.’

The goddess merely gave her special powers.

It felt like she was suffocating under the strict rules that seemed to choke her.

The desires she suppressed only grew stronger.

Her visits to the prayer room to repent increased, and people admired the saintess’s pure and noble appearance.

They had no idea what thoughts the praying saintess was harboring.

Eileen desperately wished for someone to pull her out of this suffocating place.

At first, she hoped that a prince on a white horse would come to find her.

However, realizing that no prince on a white horse could ignore the order’s authority, she changed her target.

Next, she imagined a rough mercenary.

She hoped that a rough mercenary, who wandered through countless battlefields and did not believe in any gods, would rescue her from this place.

Grabbing her wrist with his large hand and fighting off the holy knights.

But when she thought that they wouldn’t be able to defeat the holy knights, she soon sought another target.

Every time she imagined, she envisioned someone stronger.

Someone who did not believe in the gods.

Someone who could disregard the order’s words.

Someone who would never bow to her as a saintess.

No matter how much she imagined, there was no one among people who could do this.

Thus, the one that came to mind was the devil.

At first, he was merely a target for subjugation, but now he had become a being that could save her.

With horns, possessing great power, yet not unattractive.

She thought she was asking for too much.

But isn’t imagination something you can do as you please?

After all, in reality, she couldn’t do anything she wanted.

So she decided to be satisfied, even if only in her imagination.

She imagined the devil desecrating her and the goddess reclaiming her power.

Because she lost her virginity, she would no longer be able to use the goddess’s power.

Of course, she knew very well that it could only remain as an imagination.

She also knew that it was a reality that could never be realized.

The order’s authority was stronger than ever, and the demon king, the leader of the devils, was not in this world.

‘If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have subjugated the demon king.’

She was so overwhelmed that she even had such wicked thoughts.

“Between wanting to have a normal conversation with a person and wanting to be subjected to a devil, I don’t know which desire is truly yours, but it means you need to be satisfied to a certain extent.”

At Max’s words, transformed into a devil, Eileen couldn’t bring herself to say,

‘You probably want to be subjected to a devil.’

That was her last shred of pride.

She had no desire to leave an image of herself as a saintess who wanted to be violated by a devil.

Thus, they began their conversation.

‘This is fun.’

Talking with Max was more enjoyable than she had expected.

As they continued to have ordinary conversations that she had forgotten for a long time, time flew by before she knew it.

Of course, that didn’t mean they were returning to reality.

‘I want to stay like this longer.’

Perhaps, as Max said, the magic circle was continuously fulfilling her desires.

Eileen stared blankly at Max, who was skillfully leading the conversation in front of her.

The devil Max, comfortably seated against the backdrop of the church.

The arrangement of two beings that should never exist together felt strange and refreshing.

As she quietly observed the casually seated devil Max, she began to explore his appearance slowly.

Shining golden hair, just as she liked.

Sparkling tanned skin.

A strong physique.

The bulging Adam’s apple and the solid chest muscles felt beneath his clothes.

When she had pushed him earlier, his muscles had felt as hard as bricks.

Muscles.

The solid muscles of a devil.

Before she knew it, Eileen was unable to concentrate on the conversation and was staring at his body.

Up, down, face, up, down.

And then.

“Saintess?”

“…Yes?”

“What are you doing?”

Eileen couldn’t meet the gaze of the devil Max looking at her.

She was embarrassed by the fact that she had such ridiculous thoughts.

“Um, excuse me.”

Separately, her mouth began to move on its own.

“I-I feel like this won’t end like this…”

“…….”

“Sh-should I try it once?”

And Eileen decided to be a little more honest about her desires.