Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim

Chapter 111. Sister Clotilde, You’re Just Like a Dog Now

The small forest near the village was usually a place where small wild beasts roamed. Compared to the area where they had previously hunted the pig-like demons, there were fewer monsters around here.

As for why they chose this place, it wasn’t because Clotilde thought it was safer and less likely to be disturbed. It was simply because she couldn’t hold on anymore.

That damn curse was already affecting her normal thinking, and she still had the ability to make choices. Who knows, maybe soon she wouldn’t even have the chance to choose.

Although he was a disgusting man, she had already lost face in front of him many times. It was better to let him see her like this than to let the villagers discover her shameful state.

“Alright, let’s begin. Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone disturb you, because I don’t want to see anyone ruining my experiment data.”

Noah found a spot with a good view and stopped, while Clotilde walked to a large tree and leaned against it with her back.

Although what they were about to do was extremely bold, their expressions didn’t show it at all. Noah had an interested look, while Clotilde had a reluctant and ashamed expression, trying to suppress her emotions.

Clotilde thought Noah was just saying empty words. Even if she was discovered and lost face, it wouldn’t be Noah who would suffer social death, but her, as a sister.

However, she really couldn’t hold on anymore, so even though she was extremely unhappy with Noah’s attitude, she had to put her hand through the special slit on the side of her sister’s habit and slowly move it up her leg, all under Noah’s gaze.

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Earlier, she had turned her back to him, but now Noah was looking straight at her. He saw the sister, dressed in a chastity-themed outfit, struggling to suppress her desires like a wild beast, revealing a s*xy and long black stocking leg, and using him as an object for self-pleasure.

Noah also thought he was really bad.

“This is really terrible…”

While glaring at Noah, Clotilde, who was trying to alleviate the curse’s effects, said this, but she wasn’t just saying that Noah was terrible. She was also saying that she herself was terrible.

In the past, she could at least still be in her room, but now she was doing it outside. She had a strong sense of self-loathing every time this happened, and her disgust towards Noah and the curse also increased.

“That evaluation, I’ve heard it before. You should be content, but your immature technique can’t compare to those tools. This time, the outdoor openness makes up for it, so you should feel lucky.”

Noah looked at Sister Clotilde’s face, which was struggling to endure humiliation, and said this with a hint of sarcasm.

At the same time, Noah tried his best not to look at Sister Clotilde’s lower body, because if he reacted, he would also be troubled.

“So, it’s really terrible, isn’t it? There’s no sign of relief at all!”

However, the nun suddenly raised her voice and glared at Noah with a fierce gaze.

She hadn’t planned on explaining, but if things continued like this, this shameful moment would only drag on.

So, she decided to abandon all restraint and, with a face twisted in shame, told Noah the truth.

“…Huh? Can’t you just lift up the front of your nun’s habit yourself?”

Noah knew that the nun would raise her threshold if she didn’t do the deed properly.

But wouldn’t it be enough to just increase the shame?

Why was she looking at him with an expression that seemed to put the blame on him?

“Not enough! Not enough! Faster! Take it out too!”

The nun, already driven to the brink of madness by her own desires, no longer cared about appearances and, as Noah had suggested, tore open her habit, revealing her pitiful state once again.

However, despite this, she still couldn’t alleviate the burning sensation and her body was on fire.

She had known this from the start; this level of shame was still not enough.

Noah had to humiliate himself as well.

“Ah?”

Noah hadn’t expected that even this level of shame wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her. This nun was indeed a natural-born seductress.

Was she actually asking him to do the same thing?

Didn’t she used to be satisfied with just his mocking gaze?

“What are you hesitating about? You’ve already taken my virginity when I was out of my mind! Now you’re trying to act like a saint? Are you too embarrassed to show me because you can’t do it?”

The nun, who no longer cared about her own dignity, spoke harsh words to Noah.

She even gave him a mocking smile, just like he had given her.

“…Hmph, you’re quite bold, nun. Fine, since you’ve come this far, I’ll play along.”

A man couldn’t be called out like that, especially not by a beautiful, tall, and buxom woman like her.

Noah had been hesitant about going this far, but since she had said so, he decided to go all in.

…As long as he could erase his presence and make it seem like Clotilde was the only one who saw him, he wouldn’t be mistaken for a pervert by the passing villagers.

So, Noah, with a wild grin on his face, undid the seal he usually only removed at brothels.

“?!?!”

The moment the nun saw ‘it’, her eyes widened, and her suppressed breathing became rapid. Even her movements quickened.

“Ha! Look at you, nun! Do you still remember that you’re a member of the clergy? You’re acting like a beast! Don’t you have any dignity?”

Noah couldn’t say he felt no guilt, but at least he could remain relatively calm. To end this farce quickly, Noah needed to stimulate her shame with his words.

However, his taunts had no effect, as the nun’s gaze, which had been filled with love, changed her actions just as Noah spoke.

The nun supported her body on three limbs, as if she had truly transformed into a beast, crawling swiftly toward Noah.

Noah could even faintly hear the sound of her black knee-high boots scraping against the grass.

Behold, this figure that seemed to have completely lost her sanity, morphing into a base succubus, was about to pounce on Noah.

Noah couldn’t help but increase his taunts, his voice turning harsher and more brutal:

“Go on, bite me if you dare! Let me see the grotesque form of this beast! After all, Sister, you’re nothing but a mere spouting machine!”

“…Who, who would bite! Don’t underestimate me, alright!”

The nun, who appeared ready to sink her teeth in, managed to regain a sliver of reason thanks to Noah’s words.

Yet her gaze could not be torn away, still fixated with intensity.

“Hmph, but even touching is off-limits, you know?”

“…Who, who wants to touch! I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

The sinful little hand, raised halfway, was halted by Noah’s remark.

She tried to salvage her dignity, but the other sinful little hand did not cease its advance.

“Is that so? Well, you’re acting just like a dog now, Sister Clotilde.”

Though the insult was mild, Noah, enduring a tinge of shame, looked at the nun on all fours and couldn’t help but utter another degrading remark.

But this time, it wasn’t merely to humiliate her.

No, Noah genuinely felt that Sister Clotilde resembled a dog, especially since she was drooling like one!

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PS. The third update for today is done! More tomorrow!

Happy Labor Day, dear readers! You’ve worked and studied hard! Take a few days to rest before continuing!

(The total number of monthly votes in April was 837, which means an additional 83 chapters. So far, 20 chapters have been repaid, meaning a total of 63 chapters need to be added in May. Ugh… that’s double what I expected, but since I promised, I won’t go back on my word.)

(Also, the update times have indeed been a bit chaotic; I’ll adjust that with the new month.)

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