Ero-Game: Power and Sword

I spotted Steffi eating breakfast as we entered the restaurant. So naturally, I went to her.
“You’re here early,” I said.
“Yeah, here’s your keys.” She took them out of her pocket and put them on the table.
“Oh, great.” I looked around. “Are we going to go pick up your sister-in-law?” I asked.
“Oh, Steffi. How have you been?” Terrie showed up at the restaurant.
“Good.” She said. Then turning her mind back to the topic at hand, she frowned. “Bad news there, my sister-in-law’s busy today. Should’ve asked her before I promised you we’d go today.”
“Oh.” Since I was at the table and Terrie showed up too. Everyone brought their plates over, and we ate breakfast with Steffi. Garth handed me my plate as we talked. “That’s fine, I guess. Then when are we going?”
“She said she’s free Saturday. During the weekend. She’s kind of doing me a favor now because I… I didn’t think she was busy.”
“Okay, I’m free Saturday.” I was free till the house was completed and we could move in.
“Alright, Saturday for sure, we’ll go,” Steffi said.
“So, how’re the negotiations going?” Nikola asked Steffi. I got the feeling from looking around the table that no one was talking to me. It looked like Wilf planned on never making eye contact with me.
“Didn’t she tell you?” Steffi asked. Nikola looked at me for a second and immediately looked away.
I sighed. “We got the house. But we’re going to have to wait till the renovations are done before we can move in, but Steffi’s sister’ll help us with that.”
“Oh.” It was a very apathetic ‘oh.’ After last night, she clearly didn’t want to hear my voice. I sighed. As long as they stop disclosing sensitive information, I can handle this much.
“What kind of house did you guys buy?” Woodie asked.
“A terrible one,” Nikola said.
“Huh?”
“Ignore her, Woodie. She’s being ridiculous. It’s a great mansion. It has 30 rooms, 18 bedrooms, a spa, an outdoor pool… I think you guys will like it.” I said cheerfully.
“Oh,” Woodie was excited, but sensing the mood around the table, he gave me a cold, “Okay.” And continued to eat his breakfast.
“It’s ruined. 30 ruined rooms. The walls have mold.” Nikola said, making sure not to make eye contact with me.
“That’s why Steffi’s sister is going to renovate the house. It’ll be as good or better than the other houses we saw when it’s renovated, and I’m sure the renovations will cost us less.” I directed the last part of the sentence at Steffi.
“Of course.” Thankfully, she agreed. “The renovations will be under a platinum. For sure.” She nodded. “The other places would’ve cost you way more. Except for the places already listed below 290. But you didn’t want them, right?”
“Which one? They didn’t have outdoor buildings or nearly the amount of land as Castle Xeneon.” I said.
“Yeah. Yeah. They didn’t have that.” She admitted.
“Where is this place?” Halit asked.
“It’s a few minutes east of here, Lafayet and Rosca.” I said.
“What’s the address?” He asked.
“The address?” I was kind of blanking out. I didn’t know why it was so important to him, but I looked to Steffi for the answer.
“4 Lafayeto Rd, East Delaron, Minkin.” She gave us the full address.
“Right, from Lafayet into Lafayeto, and… Right. I remember now.” I said.
“Okay,” Halit said.
This green-haired little man acting all serious, cute, I thought. Well, he’s not technically short, but it was cute how he seemed to care about woman’s business.
“It’s further east of here?” Garth asked. Having known me for so long, he was the only one on the table who wasn’t trying to ignore me.
“Yeah,” I said.
“That’ll make it harder to run errands.” He said.
“Well… I plan on getting our own carriage and driver. You paid Roxy, you know. So, just endure it till then.”
“Hmm. Okay.” He moaned.
I exhaled and said, “Maybe we can rent a carriage till then.”
“Oh, thank you, master.” He cheered up.
The rest of the crew looked at him, and he put on a frown again. I ignored them. They’ll get over it.

“Then I’ll be going,” Steffi said, finishing her breakfast.
“Alright, see you… Saturday.” I said.
“Yeah, see you.” And she left us.

So my plans had changed again. And I had free time on my hands. Should I test out the costumes or go for the priest?
The priest was an easter egg. No one would ever think you could get 70000 points from confessing at a church. Well, you didn’t technically confess… more blackmail than confess. I devilishly smiled as I thought of the easy 70000 points.
Usually, the church would hide their men in their secret tower. The penis tower, as the players liked to call it. But for whatever reason, they are letting this one hide in the city, in plain sight. I thought the developers did it for fun back in the game. Now I’m not so sure. Personally, I would’ve never found him if not for the game’s forms. I might’ve been the game’s biggest fan, but I certainly wasn’t its best player. Thank goddess for the unknown player who posted it in the forms.
I looked out the window. The rain had left its puddles, but the sun had come out. So I decided to start with the easy 70000 points and then work on the others.

***

I walked into the large cathedral in the middle of the city. It was always open to visitors.
I repeated the script in my head as I walked into the church. Ever since I found out about this place through the forms, I had always visited it for the 70000 points. So I knew the sequence of dialogs well.

As soon as I walked in, a priestess came up and said, “Welcome, child. I’ve never seen you here before.”
“Yes, Mother. I am new to town.” I said. “Mother, I wish to confess my sins.”
“Ah, yes. You’ll always have a shoulder to lean on here. Come child, I’ll listen.”
“Actually.” I stopped her, “Is there a priest in this church?”
“Priest?” A question mark went off in her head.
“Yes, you see, Mother… I’ve done terrible things to men. I’ve not treated them well. If I can, I’d like to ask a man for forgiveness. If  there is a priest…”
“It is not man or woman that’ll forgive you, child. But the goddess above.” She said.
“Yes, I know, Mother. But…”
She looked at me with sad eyes and said, “Very well, we do have a priest on our staff. I’ll go get him.” Then pointing at the confession booth,  she said, “You can wait for him in the confession booth.”
“Thank you, Mother.”

I went into the booth and waited.
After a few minutes, I heard footsteps, the door opening, closing, and the little slide was pulled open. And through a mesh screen, I could make out the image of a man. I used [look-a-look] to check, and sure enough, it was the man I was looking for. 70000 points and all.
“Bless me, Mother, for I have sinned.” Even when talking to a priest, it was customary to use the term: Mother. The priest was a new addition to  the Cristalian church. Historically men were only allowed to join the  church as donators or monks. “I have never confessed before.”
There was silence, and the priest said, “That’s fine. I am here. The goddess is merciful. You may begin.”
“Yes, the goddess is merciful.”
Again, there was silence, and he said, “Yes, she is.”
“Is there something you’d like to confess, priest?”
“What?”
If the dialog boxes were here, they’d reveal it all. “The things under  your bed,” I said. In the game, there are times when you’d click on a dialog box, and the NPC would go: ‘what the hell are you talking about?’ Or ‘what nonsense.’ And etc. And it’d keep repeating the same response no matter what you did. But this wasn’t one of those times.
“What?” The priest was flabbergasted.
“A priest reading such books… I wonder what the priestess would think.”
“No. How did you…”
“Should I tell them?”
“Wait! What do you want? I don’t know how you found out. I thought I was careful… but I guess that doesn’t matter to you, you… you swine. To threaten a man of god.” His sweet and terrified voice came through the  mesh.
“Is it a sin to tell the truth? To set it free.” The developers liked to make stupid dialog box passcodes, where you needed to hit the right  ones to get the reward. Even after playing the game for years, I don’t think I’ve figured out all the easter eggs and riddles in the game.  Which was why I enjoyed playing it so much. Each time you played, you discovered something new.
I could hear him huffing and puffing at the other end of the confessional booth. Finally, he asked, “What do you want?”
“Your points.” I clearly stated. “Open up your door. I’m coming to your side.”
“That!”
“Don’t shout. You don’t want the Mother finding us, do you? Or that stash of erotica under your bed.”
“Eeh.” He let out a stupid screech like his soul had just been squeezed.
I stepped out of the confession booth and went to the other door. The handle wasn’t locked, and the door came open. There was a nervous priest inside… praying. His whole body shook as I stepped inside, and he jumped to his feet. “Not here.” He groaned.
“Then where?”
He looked nervously around. “The house. Come with me to the house.” He said.

***

He led me out the back of the church to the big house, where all the staff members of this giant church lived.

“No one should be here.” The priest said as he opened a side door into the  big house. We saw a few people in the distance when we passed through the yard. “If someone sees you, what am I supposed to tell them?” He worried out loud to me.
I shrugged. “What will you tell them about the stacks of erotica under your bed?”
“Eeh.” He made a quieter but similar sound to before.
It made me chuckle. “Don’t worry. As long as we don’t go to the kitchen, we won’t bump into anyone,” I said.
“How do you…”
“Trust me.” My [energy perception] picked up only one person in the house. “Come on, lead the way.”
He led the way, sticking his head out nervously at every corner till we reached his room.
“Get in. Get in.” He said and opened the door.
I went in and sat down on the bed. He closed the door and nervously sat down on the chair beside his desk. I looked under his bed and pulled out an erotic comic.
I patted the bed beside me and said, “Come, sit.” He didn’t move out of his seat, and I thought aloud, “I wonder what the Mother would think of this.” He moved his buns and sat beside me. I flipped through the pages  of the comic while caressing his thigh. A tent slowly formed around his crotch. I had no idea how he obtained these comics. I’d never seen them  in bookstores. Comics and magazines with pictures are quite rare in this world. A lot of magical energy is needed to produce them, which means a lot of monster cores. This world isn’t developed enough that it could mass-farm monster cores yet. The first monster core farms get discovered in the Demon Queendom when the war begins. Additionally, erotica is  illegal in the queendom, so how does he have a whole stack of it under his bed?
The one in my hand was about a cute monk getting abused and fucked by a bunch of ugly women. To think a priest would be into this… The Cristalian church only had monks and donators before they had priests. Even now, there are a lot more monks than there are priests. The church’s monks shouldn’t be confused with martial monks. One was composed of weak men, and the other was not.
I threw the comic aside and grabbed his face. He was a cute man with green eyes, fluffy hair, and a stubbled chin. The stubble made him look  like he had trouble growing hair on his body. I kissed his lips. He wouldn’t open his mouth when I licked his lips. So I had to stop and  tell him, “Open your mouth.” We stared down for a few seconds, but he knew what was good for him. He opened his mouth, and our tongues  entwined.
I pushed him down on the bed and unbuttoned his shirt. Then I stripped him down to nothing. After taking off his underwear, I looked down at his naked body. He hid his red face under his arm. His elbow covered his  eyes.
I saw the pinkish-red underside of his peen as it laid erect on his pubes. I took off my shoes and pants and let him catch his breath. He wouldn’t take his arms away or look at me.
With a naked bottom half, I climbed on top of him. I laid my palms on  him and caressed his chest and stomach. “You’re a beautiful man,” I told  him.
“Em.” He moaned. “Please, just get it over with.”
I shrugged. He was still hiding his eyes. “If that’s what you want.” I grabbed his peen and rubbed its head on my pussy.
“Ew.” He moaned as I rubbed it against my pussy. I rubbed him till I felt wet enough to take him in. I lowered myself and let my pussy gobble  on his hard dick. “Aw.”
“Yeah, that’s it, baby,” I said as I caressed his abdomen and shook my hips. He laid there like a fish and hid his face behind his arm while I humped him. I slid forward and back and adjusted my body till he hit my  pussy in just the right places. “Em.” I voiced my love for his dick and  fucked him harder.
“Ew.” He moaned as the bed began to creak. I was only getting started, but he was near his climax. “Eew.” He moaned as his dick spurted inside  me.
I wanted more, but I decided to praise him after getting a glimpse of his eyes that were under his arm, which looked on the verge of crying. “Good job,” I said and slapped his stomach.
I looked at my status window. I’d leveled up, my mana capacity, and the levels of my spells increased, but I was still far from level 20, the  next point at which I’d get to pick more spells.
He softened and slipped out of my pussy. I got off him, picked up his  shirt, and wiped my pussy with it. I wanted him to think of me when he washed it.
He still wasn’t showing me his face. Instead, he turned to his side and curled up his legs to hide his groin.
And as I put my pants back on, he asked with his back to me, “You won’t tell anyone?”
“I won’t,” I said. I already got what I wanted.
“Good because my sister will kill us both if she finds out.” He said. This is where the dialog for the game ends. In the game, if you bothered him anymore, he’d simply repeat that line again and again, but I  wondered…
“Will she?” This was something I could never ask in the game.
“Yes.” He didn’t repeat the sentence but gave a different response. Of course, I already knew this would happen, given how it’s been going with everyone else.
So I decided to push it further and ask a question many players had wondered since finding this easter egg. “Why is the church letting  someone like you stay here… So unguarded. I’d think… someone with your  amount of experience points would…”
“Would have a collar around his neck?”
“I was going to say: would be watched around the hour.” I shrugged and buckled my belt.
“Because I begged my sister.” He said, and I wondered if he’d start repeating himself just in a more roundabout way.
“And who’s your sister?”
“Filomena Abategiovanni.” He said, and my eyes almost popped out.
“What?” Hearing the name being pronounced, the last name along with the first, everything clicked. My eyes had skimmed over his long last name when I used [look-a-look], but how could I ever guess. How? How? How could anyone guess that this cute little packet of points was actually the brother of a head council member? There are 20 Head Councilwomen in  the church, and Filomena is one of them. The only person above the head council is the mome, elected by the 20 after one passes away. I felt cold sweat running down my back.
He was right; if she finds out, she’ll kill us. No, she’ll probably lock  him up in the penis tower, but she’ll kill me. Why goddess!? Why are you giving me more stress?
“Filomena Abategiovanni?” I repeated.
“Yeah, she’s part of the head council. I begged her to not lock me up in the tower.” He said.
I took some deep breaths and tried to think about this logically. I had  nothing to worry about. He seems to know enough about the tower to want to avoid it. So he won’t say anything. I just needed to sneak out of  here without getting caught.
I activated [energy perception, look-a-look], they had both leveled up thanks to the experience points he gave me. I could sense a wider area, and everything was more crisp and clear. If before, people were like wisps of flickering light in a sea of darkness, now the world felt more formed and the light more shaped. “If you don’t want your sister finding  out about your stash of dirty erotica, you better take what happened today to your grave.” I tried to emphasize the word ‘dirty’ and really make him feel guilty. Erotica was illegal in the queendom, so he wouldn’t get off easy either.
He whimpered and said, “I won’t tell anyone. My sister will beat me if she finds out. I don’t want to be beat anymore.”
“Oh, ah…” I wasn’t expecting the last part. “Okay, I’m leaving,” I told him and sneaked out of his room. I didn’t want to hear anything more from him.

As soon as I was outside the house, I started running.
I felt much better when I was a block away from the church.