Suddenly, several dancing pink fox tails appeared behind the girl, and her entire body seemed to transform into a pink phantom, charging straight at Simon.
Simon retaliated, his long arms swinging with a sharp, swift motion. Imagine several inches of steel being like tofu in his hands; if it were to hit the Divine Child, even the girl's considerable hand-to-hand combat skills would be unable to withstand it.
But the Divine Child was too agile. Her fox-like figure moved with graceful, half-naked movements, striking frequently and leaving wounds on Simon's thighs and back where he couldn't reach.
Though her hands were delicate, the marks resembled those inflicted by a demonic fox, far from ineffective; some wounds were even deep enough to expose bone.
"Swoosh!"
Her jade-like arm slashed down, leaving a deep wound on Simon's arm, but the Divine Child deftly stepped back dozens of meters, her brows furrowing slightly.
For the first time, Simon blocked her attack, because her target wasn't his arm, but his throat.
Previously, Simon's reaction speed had always been a beat slow, as if his body and soul weren't quite in sync. But in battle, her opponent was adapting rapidly, exceeding Simon's expectations.
She was sweating profusely, her breasts heaving. The damp gauze covering her breasts accentuated their fullness, making her nipples stand out, clearly visible beneath the sheer, wet fabric, almost as if she were naked.
She wasn't known for her physical prowess, and if she lingered any longer, she would likely tire. The wounds she had inflicted on her opponent, though gruesome, were not fatal and were healing at a visible pace, emitting white smoke.
She knew she couldn't afford any complacency; she had to fight with all her might to defeat her enemy.
She quickly made up her mind, took a deep breath, and unleashed her full spiritual power.
The seven phantom fox tails she had created suddenly multiplied to nine, creating a vibrant pink screen that swayed lifelike behind the half-naked goddess.
The divine maiden leaned forward, her nine fox tails seemingly solidifying her body. She charged forward, instantly appearing before Simon, her jade-like arm lashing out with a whooshing sound.
"Swoosh!"
Blood spurted out, five deep gashes appearing on Simon's ivory-marble-like chest, revealing his beating heart.
But the maiden didn't linger. Her slender feet spun like a ghost, once again circling behind Simon, and with a tearing sound, she ripped a gruesome gash down his shoulder.
The divine maiden's shadow danced, each strike almost exposing internal organs; Simon didn't even have time to recover.
The maiden's confidence surged. Finding an opening in Simon's defenses, she reached for his barely visible heart.
Just when the divine maiden thought victory was assured, she didn't notice that the blood and flesh splattered on the ground seemed to possess a life of their own, slowly writhing, coalescing into a fleshy mass resembling a giant water lily, flattening itself on the ground.
Tentacle-like fleshy buds extended from all four sides, like predatory caged flowers—
The priestess, rushing towards Simon's empty gate, suddenly saw him grin, revealing a mocking smile.
Why was he smiling?
The priestess was puzzled, but instinctively sensed something was wrong. She tiptoed, about to retreat, but her foot suddenly went weak, sinking into the ground. Before she could react, fine tentacles rushed to entwine around her.
The tentacles burrowed between her sensitive, tender soles and wooden clogs, along her smooth instep, slender ankle, and up her calves.
"Ah!"
The priestess was retreating when her calves were entangled, causing her to lose her balance. Her full, round buttocks slammed onto the ground, her plump, firm breasts heaving violently, the pointed peaks pushing aside the ropes binding Chihaya.
With a "whoosh," the sheer fabric slid down from her breasts to her lower body, leaving Chihaya practically naked, though the transparent fabric still draped over her rounded shoulders.
Chihaya wasn't actually wearing a nightgown; it was meant to be worn with a red "hikiko" (a type of kimono), forming a "shrine maiden outfit."
Therefore, Chihaya was only partially covered; her hips, thighs, and even legs were left uncovered.
However, this outfit worn by the shrine maiden wasn't her everyday shrine maiden outfit. After all, how could she wear something so thin and transparent in public?
This outfit was specially prepared by the shrine maiden for convenience when getting up at night, or even for washing her genitals. She could simply squat down without removing the clothes, allowing her to intimately examine her wet and disheveled vulva.
It was essentially a special-purpose "pajamas."
As for why this happened, it was because after that heartless man left, she and her friend, General Inazuma, who had lost her virginity, often embraced each other for comfort.
At first, it was just mutual pity, but during the rubbing of breasts and legs, the contact of skin, they inexplicably fell into a passionate kiss, just like the heartless man, a sticky, wet kiss.
Later, it developed into a full-body caress, rubbing legs and rubbing against each other like grinding tofu, until it was sticky and stringy, dripping with white fluid, sometimes even from night until dawn, sweet moans echoing all night long…
Now it's even indispensable every night, cherry lips stuck together, lips and tongues rubbing, swallowing each other's saliva, bowing their heads to each other's groins, sucking and licking, until the deep of night, only then can they soothe their deep-seated resentment and longing.
Between the open legs of Chihaya, her thighs were plump and her mons pubis full, like a freshly steamed, soft, snow-white bun. Two pale cherry-pink labia parted slightly, glistening with thick, sticky moisture, and a trace of white fluid clung between the petals.
The fluid was thick and viscous, clearly the result of prolonged, intimate contact, grinding the clear, sticky fluid into a fine paste that couldn't even wash away the slight incontinence of urine earlier.
Before realizing what had happened, Miko had, as usual, been comforting herself with her friend Inazuma until late at night, before falling asleep exhausted and naked, her thighs still intertwined, naturally unwashed.
This unexpected exposure revealed her private parts in a state of wanton and alluring beauty.