The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me

“Hah… Hah…”

- Plap, Plap…

The sound of rough breathing and flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the ruined cathedral.

- Spurt, Spurt…!

“Ahhh…”

After the 21st ejaculation, Frey gave up counting and twisted his body as another orgasm built up.

- Tingle, tingle…

But his member only left a tingling sensation as it began to shrink. It was the result of countless orgasms forced out by Ferloche’s relentless torment, leaving him completely drained.

“F-Ferloche…”

Lying on the ground, trembling, Frey called out her name with a shaky voice.

“Please, stop…”

- Thud, thud…

The timing to inject divine power had long passed, but Ferloche continued to thrust her hips with a vacant expression.

“At least heal me…”

- Plap, plap, plap…

In desperation, he grabbed her thighs and pleaded, but she showed no signs of stopping.

- Spurt…

“Ngh…”

Despite being completely drained, his member convulsed within her tight folds.

“Grrr…”

Suddenly, something began to change within Frey.

“Grrr…”

The demonification, which he had been suppressing since the Fourth Ordeal, began to manifest in response to the threat to his life.

“Grrr!!”

- Crack, crackle…!

As his eyes glowed red, Frey strained with all his might, causing the white chains binding him to crack.

- Snap!!

Finally, the chains snapped like rubber bands, freeing him.

“Hah, hah…”

Breathing heavily, Frey looked up at Ferloche, who had stopped her movements and was now staring at him with a vacant expression.

“W-what is this?”

Muttering in a daze, Ferloche stared at the transformed Frey.

“B-Bad Frey! What evil plan are you scheming this time!!”

She weakly punched his chest with her fists, scolding him.

“You’re bad! Stop… Oh.”

As she flailed her arms, she felt something strange and looked down.

“…Huh? Wha?”

Reverting to her dumb state after being in her twisted personality for too long, Ferloche stared at their joined bodies with confusion.

“W-what is this?”

Lacking understanding, she gently touched her sticky, fluid-covered entrance with slender fingers.

“…Grr.”

“Eek?”

Her eyes widened as his member swelled within her, causing her to withdraw her hand in shock.

“Why is your thing inside me?”

- Drip…

“T-this is strange. I don’t understand.”

As her folds instinctively tightened around him, she stared down in fear, still joined with him.

- Throb, throb…!

“Hah, haaah?”

Suddenly, the fluid that had been blocked by his member began to leak out, causing her to instinctively press him back inside.

“…I-I stopped it!”

“Puah.”

“When that strange feeling came over me… Ngh!?”

With a puzzled, innocent expression, she twisted her body and spoke nervously while glancing at Frey.

“Huh? Heuuuh…”

As she felt her first orgasm in her dumb state, she lightly climaxed while still half-impaled on him.

“…W-what is this?”

“What?”

After a long pause, she turned her flushed face to Frey and asked with a trembling voice.

“It’s… something I’ve never experienced before.”

“In what way?”

“It’s like… my mind is blank, and my whole body is tingling like it’s been shocked…”

She responded in a tiny, shy voice.

“…W-wait a minute.”

Her face turned pale as she recalled the basic sex education given by the nuns.

“S-sister said… this kind of thing is supposed to be between people who love each other.”

Recalling the nuns’ words, she touched her fingers together and muttered softly.

- Swish…!

“Eek!?”

Frey grabbed her thighs and stood up, whispering in her ear.

“Then, what’s the problem?”

“…Ah!?”

With demonification enhancing his strength and stamina but also his desire, he pressed her lower abdomen firmly.

- Press…♡

Her eyes widened as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and whispered with a burning face.

“We… don’t love each other!”

“Why not?”

“Y-you don’t like me!”

Frey chuckled and shook his head.

“I like you.”

“…!”

Her face turned beet red at his words.

“T-this is strange…”

“What’s strange?”

She looked at him with a trembling gaze, then lowered her head and murmured.

“Hearing that… makes me tingle down there…”

“I see.”

“But! I don’t like you!”

“Why not?”

With a determined expression, she raised her head and said firmly, causing Frey to tilt his head in confusion.

“You’re evil!”

“Hmm…”

“You’re wicked! Nasty! Annoying! And… and insurrefable!”

“You mean insufferable.”

“Yes! Exactly!”

Still impaled on him, she twisted her body in frustration.

“So, stop doing this…”

“What if I start being good from now on?”

“Huh?”

“If I promise not to do any more bad things, will you like me?”

She stared at him blankly for about ten seconds.

“O-of course.”

She finally replied in a trembling voice.

“If you become good… I’ll even marry you.”

“…”

“I’ve always… liked you.”

Frey looked at her with a new expression.

“Since that day… when you gave me the potion and changed my life.”

“…Since then?”

“I never wanted to be a saintess. I just… wanted to marry you.”

Listening to her, Frey was uncertain, recalling how prickly she had been like a stray cat.

- Throb…♡

But as if to confirm her words, her folds tightened around him, making him hesitate.

“So, what do I do?”

Misinterpreting his look, Ferloche tried to recall and say every erotic thing she knew from her limited sex education.

“Uhm… I tried squeezing a bit… Does it feel good?”

“…”

“…H-Husband.”

At those shy, embarrassed words from Ferloche, Frey’s rationality snapped.

- Plap, plap…!

“…Aaaaah!?”

He grabbed Ferloche’s pale neck and started thrusting vigorously.

“F-Frey! Stop!!”

Drooling and rolling her eyes, she buried her face in his shoulder and hit his back.

“It feels strange! It tingles down there!”

“…Really?”

“Huh? Uh…”

Frey stopped moving and licked her neck, making her confused.

- Swoosh…

“Huh? Wha…?”

Gently laying her on the ground and stroking her head, Frey made her look up at him with trembling eyes.

“Why? You said to stop.”

“Th-that’s…”

“You don’t have to confirm love through physical means, right?”

Frey kept stroking her head, making her frustrated as she clutched her lower body.

“What’s wrong, Ferloche?”

“U-uh…”

“Is there something you want?”

As he provocatively showed his erect cock, she stared at it with a distressed expression and whispered.

“…Please give it to me.”

“Excuse me? What did you say?”

With a teasing smile, Frey asked again. She closed her eyes and yelled, placing his member on her head.

“Give me your cock!”

In her dumb state, completely unaware of sexual matters, her words sounded even more lewd.

“…Ha.”

A quiet smile spread on Frey’s face as he rested his cock on her head.

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“Uhm…”

Frey’s member poked softly at Ferloche’s cheek.

“So… what should I do now?”

“…I don’t know? Didn’t you learn anything in sex education?”

In her usual dazed expression, she stared at his member poking her cheek, and he rubbed his tip against her cheek as he asked.

“They said if you make the cock feel good… baby seeds will come out.”

“Really? Then… how should you do that?”

“First, I think… Mmm?”

With her lips touching his glan, she froze, looking blank.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

- Rub, rub…

Frey rubbed his tip against her lips.

“…???”

She tilted her head and stared dumbly. It seemed she really knew nothing about intercourse.

“In situations like this, you should suck the cock.”

“…Suck it?”

She looked shocked, asking if she was supposed to bite it, worried it might hurt.

“No, don’t use teeth. Suck it like a candy.”

“…Mmm!?”

“Try it.”

Frey pushed his member into her mouth.

- Chomp, chomp…!

“Ow, ow, ow.”

After holding it in her mouth for about five seconds, she began to chew it, making Frey wince.

“Don’t use teeth, Ferloche.”

“Y-yes…”

Startled, she teared up while drooling.

“Slurp, slurp…”

She cautiously began to suck him, her mouth enveloping him fully, then licking his tip.

“…Smooch♡”

“Kissing it like a candy?”

“It looks like lips… Hehe.”

Seeing her kiss the tip, Frey’s desire surged, and he flipped.

“Gak!?”

Suddenly, his member plunged deep into her throat.

“Cough, cough!”

Gagging at the unfamiliar sensation, she buried her head in his lower abdomen.

- Spurtt, Spurt…!

Soon, she felt his seed pouring into her stomach.

“Hubmm…”

His member continued to cum, filling her mouth with his seed. With a pale face, she covered her mouth with her hand.

“Ferloche, if you don’t like it, you can spit it out…”

“Om, om…”

“…?”

Frey, about to offer his hand, tilted his head as she rolled the seed around in her mouth.

“…Gulp.”

Closing her eyes, she swallowed it.

“Puh… Phew…”

“Are you okay?”

“It tastes weird… sticky… fishy… but somehow familiar…”

“No, why did you swallow it? You didn’t have to.”

Catching her breath, she stuck out her tongue to show she had swallowed, causing Frey to ask in confusion.

“Isn’t it your baby seed?”

Startled, she replied.

“I can’t spit it out… I’ll keep it in my belly…”

“Uh…”

“Does this mean I’m pregnant now?”

Frey, stunned, asked softly.

“…Did you actually get sex education?”

“Yes, when the baby seed enters my belly… I’m pregnant.”

“Sigh.”

Frey, frustrated, placed his hand on her belly.

“That seed went into your stomach, Ferloche.”

“Huh?”

He caressed her belly and continued.

“The place for baby seeds is here.”

“Oh…”

He poked her lower abdomen, making her nod in understanding.

“So… put it here.”

“Huh?”

“Please put the baby seed here and… make me pregnant.”

“…Are you serious?”

Her request made him pause, still caressing her lower abdomen.

“I-I-If I marry you and have a baby… won’t your bad habits decrease?”

“Hmm…”

“And… you promised not to do bad things anymore.”

“What if that was a lie?”

“A-ah.”

That expression, as if it hadn’t occurred to her, left Ferloche groaning and staring blankly at her lower body.

- Gurgle…♡

The semen that had filled Ferloche’s body was still leaking out.

“Then…”

Watching that, she clenched her hands tightly and looked at Frey.

“I’ll take responsibility.”

“Huh?”

“Well, anyway… My life as a saintess is over now…”

Ferloche muttered, whispering shyly.

“Since I’ve lost my purity, I have no choice but to live as your wife…”

“…”

Frey’s member began to swell wildly.

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“Pant, pant… haah…”

- Plap, plap…♡

The heightened voices echoed all around.

Frey, now on top of Ferloche, was moving his hips while their navels were touching.

“F-Frey…”

Ferloche felt indescribable emotions as her small, petite body was enveloped by Frey’s embrace.

“Now that I think about it… it’s a big problem…”

“What is?”

Covering her face with her hands shyly while wrapping her legs around Frey’s waist, she peeked out and murmured anxiously.

“I’m stupid and don’t know how to be a mother…”

“…So?”

“Yes, yes. I can’t cook… my laundry is terrible… and I don’t understand arithmetic at all…”

She looked at Frey with a sad expression.

“Why am I so stupid…”

“No, Ferloche.”

He buried his head in her hair, whispering softly.

“You’re not stupid at all.”

“Really?”

“You’re only like this because of me.”

Tilting her head at his words, she smiled brightly and replied.

“Thank you, even if it’s just words.”

“No, I mean it…”

“You’re truly becoming kind.”

She stroked his head as if proud of him.

“You should have been like this all along, bad Frey.”

“…”

“I’m dumb, but I’ll do my best for you…”

As she spoke, her vagina warmly embraced Frey’s member.

Finally showing the kindness and gentleness of a saintess, she filled her vagina with divine power and fluids, drenching his member.

“Now, you’re going to release your baby seed inside me?”

“…Yes.”

“Then I’ll get pregnant.”

Ferloche smiled lovingly and whispered as she stroked Frey’s back.

“I prefer being your wife over being a saintess.”

“…”

“So, don’t hold back and release it.”

Immediately, Frey’s member, touching her cervix, released its milky contents.

- Spurts, spurts…!

- Squeeze…

At the same time, Ferloche wrapped her legs around his waist, hugging him tightly.

“But…”

Then, with a restless expression, she whispered.

“Aren’t you going to finish… what you started earlier?”

“…Pfft.”

“Kyaa!”

Thinking of her as a natural-born nymphomaniac, Frey grabbed her thighs and lifted her.

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Some time later.

“S-Sun God… I-I’m sowwy…”

Ferloche, pinned down and having Frey’s cockthrust into her, drooled and looked up at the sky.

“Your s-saintess… has lost her purity… and has become… lawd? Lewd?”

“…Lewd.”

“I’m so lewd now… I-I’m sowwy… I’ll atone my sin in hel- Hic…”

Frey, now skilled at taking her from behind, whispered as he lifted her slightly and thrust into her.

“Rather than the Sun God… you should apologize to the Star God…?”

“…Huh?”

At that, Ferloche, making a confused expression, opened her mouth, feeling a twinge in her lower abdomen.

“Star God… forgive me… I was wrong…”

Frey, realizing it was having the opposite effect, mumbled as he released his seed inside her.

- Tremble…

Simultaneously, Ferloche, with her arms released, slumped to the floor, shaking uncontrollably from the pleasure.

“Frey… I love you…”

“…”

“I don’t know why, but I just like you…”

She crawled toward him, holding his member between her breasts and started cleaning his tip with her mouth.

“…What are you doing?”

“C-cleaning up.”

“Cleaning up?”

- Nod, nod…

Having swallowed all the semen left in his urethra, she smiled innocently and mumbled.

“I used to worry about my big breasts… but now I can use them for this!”

“…Don’t ever say that in front of Clana.”

“Huh? What do you mean by that…”

Tilting her head at his words, Ferloche suddenly began to sway.

“I’m suddenly sleepy…”

“…Me too.”

“Kyaa…”

As Frey fell on top of her, she turned her face away shyly.

“Uhm…”

“Beast Frey…”

As the effects of her dumb state and his demonification wore off, they slowly closed their eyes.

“…Ah.”

Shortly after, Ferloche’s eyes snapped open, and she sat up.

“…”

Looking around with much clearer and sharper eyes than before, she gazed at Frey, who had fallen asleep with his head on her thigh.

“…Sigh.”

A deep sigh escaped her lips.

“What a burden I’ve been.”

Stroking his hair with a dark expression, she whispered softly.

“Talking about rape and all… I’ve missed my chance to leave gracefully. I should have discarded this broken personality long ago after finding Glare.”

“Grumble…”

“Still, I like you. Even though it’s selfish and ugly, I can’t let go of my lingering feelings.”

Looking lovingly at Frey, who still showed signs of his demonification, she raised her hand with a determined expression.

“But now, it’s time to fulfill my duty.”

“…”

Surprisingly, she began to use a special technique to synchronize their souls.

“I love you, Frey.”

She whispered, kissing his forehead with a radiant smile.

- Shaaa…

Simultaneously, a bright light began to emanate from the entire ruined cathedral.

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“Uhm…”

Something wet was falling on his face.

What’s this? Is it raining?

- Swoosh…

Opening his eyes, he saw Ferloche beside him, turning her gaze away with a troubled expression.

“You’re awake already?”

She muttered awkwardly, her eyes, nose, ears, and mouth bleeding.

“…Ferloche?”

What on earth is happening?