Damien placed a hand lightly against his chest, his lips curving into a faint, teasing smile as he looked at the three of them.
"Well… I'm Damien," he said casually.
His tone was relaxed, almost playful, as if he expected them to simply accept it.
The three nuns glanced at one another almost immediately after hearing his words.
There was a brief moment of silent exchange between them, their eyes flickering subtly before they all shook their heads lightly.
When they turned back to him, there was a clear hesitation in their expressions.
Sosha was the one who stepped forward slightly.
Her head lowered once again as she spoke, her voice soft and slightly unsteady.
"W-we can't call you by your… real name, Lord Exorcist," she said.
Damien's brow lifted slightly.
A look of confusion appeared on his face as he stared at her.
'What?' he thought to himself. 'So they'll just keep calling me Lord Exorcist or what?'
The idea alone already sounded irritating.
Before he could say anything, Bella spoke up as well.
Her hands tightened slightly in front of her as she bowed her head again.
"We're mere lowly nuns…" she said carefully. "Calling the great divine exorcist sent by the great goddess of light by his name is nothing but blasphemy."
Damien's expression shifted immediately.
His lips pressed slightly together as his face twisted into a faint frown.
There was clear annoyance in his eyes now.
'It's always goddess this… goddess that,' he thought, the irritation building again.
For a brief moment, silence lingered.
Then, something changed.
A strange glint flashed briefly within his eyes, a different kind of thought forming in his mind.
'…But then,' he thought slowly, a faint smirk appearing on his lips. 'It'll be fun watching them crumble to my cock… until they forget about that stupid goddess.'
The thought settled comfortably in his mind.
Without another word, Damien stepped closer to them.
"Why would you call yourselves lowly?" he said, his tone softer now.
His gaze moved across the three of them slowly.
"I don't see any of you as lowly."
The words seemed to catch them off guard.
All three women grew visibly more flustered.
Their faces reddened further, and none of them dared to lift their heads.
Their gazes remained fixed on the ground, avoiding his eyes completely.
The atmosphere grew thicker.
More tense.
Then—
Damien moved again.
He stepped directly in front of Bella.
Before she could react, his arm slid around her waist, pulling her slightly closer.
At the same time, his other hand moved upward, gently lifting her chin once more so her face tilted up toward his.
Bella gasped softly.
Her eyes widened as she was forced to meet his gaze again.
Her heart began pounding rapidly in her chest.
His hand remained at her waist, steady and firm.
It rested just above her hip, his fingers lightly pressing against the huge swell of her ass.
The closeness alone made her body tense.
A faint tremble ran through her.
A strange sensation spread from where he touched her, sending light tingles through her body.
Her breath hitched slightly.
Her thoughts became scattered, and all she could focus on was him.
Her gaze met his face fully now, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe.
He was too close.
Too overwhelming.
Her throat moved as she gulped nervously, her lips parting slightly as she tried to speak.
"L-Lord Exorcist…" she stuttered softly.
Her voice was shaky, almost fragile under the intensity of his presence.
Damien's expression didn't change.
If anything, the faint smirk on his lips only deepened.
"Wrong," he said calmly.
His voice carried a quiet firmness now, cutting through her hesitation with ease.
"When you're with me," he continued, his gaze steady on hers, "forget every other law of the church…"
There was a brief pause.
His eyes flickered faintly.
"Even that of the goddess."
The words landed heavily.
Bella's eyes widened instantly.
So did the other two behind her.
A visible shock spread across their faces as they processed what he had just said.
"T-that's blasphemy…" Bella whispered, her voice barely above a breath.
There was fear in her tone.
Uncertainty.
But also something else she couldn't quite suppress, a strange desire of some sort.
Damien simply smirked.
His confidence didn't waver in the slightest.
His hand shifted slightly at her waist, holding her firmly in place as he leaned just a little closer.
Bella's breath caught.
A soft, involuntary sound escaped her lips, her body reacting before her thoughts could catch up.
"L-Lord… Exorcist…" she murmured again, her voice weaker this time.
Damien didn't respond to her.
Instead, his gaze shifted past her.
Toward the other two.
Sasha and Sosha stood there, both of them blushing heavily now, their faces flushed as they watched the scene unfold.
Their breathing had grown uneven.
Their eyes uncertain.
Yet neither of them could look away.
Damien extended his free hand toward them, his fingers curling slightly in a beckoning gesture.
"Why don't you two come here…" he said smoothly.
His tone was inviting.
Confident.
"Guess I need to properly teach you three."
The words sent a ripple through them.
Deep down, they knew this wasn't right.
Every teaching they had ever followed.
Every rule they had lived by.
All of it told them the same thing.
This was wrong.
This was sin.
Even Bella's earlier reaction, the soft, unintentional sound, it was nothing but a slip into lustful desire.
And such desires, in their world, were dangerous and forbidden.
Their minds resisted.
They wanted to step back, refuse or at least say no.
But their bodies didn't listen, and slowly, almost unconsciously, they moved.
Step by step, Sasha and Sosha walked forward until they stood close to him as well.
Their heads remained lowered, their faces flushed, their hearts pounding just as loudly as Bella's.
Damien watched them closely.
And inwardly, he smirked.
'Of course…' he thought. 'They can't resist.'
Sosha's lips parted slightly as she tried to steady her breathing.
"We… we shouldn't be doing this…" she mumbled softly. "Lord Exorcist…"
Her voice was filled with hesitation, but even as she said the words, she didn't move away.
Damien's gaze flickered toward her.
Then, without warning, he raised his hand, and brought it down sharply against her ass.
Smack!