"Lady Mio... I need your cooperation. 'Something' says it will only be satisfied if you watch me, and I agreed to that."
"...I understand."
Koyori let out a deep sigh and regained her composure.
Resistance was futile. 'Something' was completely immune to physical attacks, Yin-Yang Art, and Mana.
Therefore, Koyori abandoned any pointless resistance. It would only waste time and Qi. Under normal circumstances, she would have fought with all her might while searching for a solution, but this was an emergency. Finding the exit of this maze was paramount.
So, she would go along with the embarrassing ritual and end it quickly. 'Something' would disappear once its curiosity was satisfied.
Koyori squeezed her eyes shut and released the hand gripping her clothes. Instantly, with her tacit permission, "Something" slipped her upper garment open, exposing her breasts, and her skirt fell to the floor.
"Lady Koyori...?!"
Startled by Mio's horrified cry, Koyori opened her eyes and stared at her own body, her eyes widening in shock.
"...!"
Instead of the plain white undergarments she had been wearing, she now wore a lavish, lewd black set. The bra was split at the center, leaving her pale brown nipples and pussy completely exposed. This was undoubtedly the work of "Something."
Blushing furiously at the indecent lingerie she had never worn before, Koyori covered her breasts and pussy with both hands. But her expression soon hardened.
Something was sending messages to Koyori by tracing patterns on her back with its fingers.
After a moment's hesitation, Koyori finally spoke to Mio.
"L-Lady Mio..."
"Yes, Lady Koyori. Please speak."
Mio maintained the most neutral expression she could muster, out of consideration for Koyori.
"I... I would like you to come closer and look at me."
Koyori's face was flushed crimson, as if it might burst at any moment.
"...So that's what 'Something' wants. Lady Koyori, please don't worry about me. I know all about your situation. I understand this isn't easy for you, even if you've chosen to allow it."
"Lady Mio... thank you."
Koyori bowed her head in gratitude at Mio's earnest words.
But the moment of relief was fleeting.
"J-just a little closer..."
"Yes."
Mio moved forward, closing the distance to less than 60 centimeters.
"Sit... please sit there."
"Yes. I'm sitting."
"T-then... please watch carefully. Hngh...!"
Koyori spread her legs, thrusting her pussy forward. Her pussy was moving, fluttering like wings as an unseen finger pressed down on her clitoris with her breathless permission.
Meanwhile, her vaginal opening twitched rhythmically, oozing fluid. Something was very cautiously inserting a finger into her vaginal opening, just a little at a time, only after Koyori gave a shaky nod.
"..."
Even through her mask, Mio could feel the hot, damp heat radiating from Koyori's pussy.
Squish... squish...
"Haaah... Ugh... Up to my breasts too..."
At Koyori's whispered request, Something repeatedly tugged and released her nipples.
Mio watched her silently.
"Haaah...! Ah... Aah...!"
Koyori trembled as she reached her climax. Vaginal fluid gushed out explosively, a few drops splattering onto Mio's mask. Mio remained motionless.
"Haa... Haa... L-Lady Mio..."
"Yes, Lady Koyori. I'm listening. Please speak."
With trembling hands, Koyori tugged at her pubic hair.
"T-This... this is my pubic hair..."
The sudden action and words caught Mio off guard.
But she quickly realized Koyori was following Something's cues.
"...Yes."
"And this... this is my... Ugh... my... pee hole..."
"Yes."
Mio felt sorry for Koyori. Koyori, revered by countless Japanese and even hailed as the future of Japan, was putting herself through a depravity beyond imagination. Whatever "Something" was, it was undeniably lewd.
At the same time, Mio felt relieved that she wasn't the target of "Something."
"Th-these are my... pussy wings... Wh-what do you think?"
"...Huh? Yes. I... I think they're... normal..." Mio stammered, her voice hesitant. She had never even seen her own pussy like this.
"Haaah..."
Vaginal fluid trickled from Koyori's vaginal opening.
Mio unconsciously swallowed. For some reason, her groin began to itch. It was a truth she didn't want to acknowledge. Mio remained frozen in place.
For the next twenty minutes, "Something" continued its intimate play. After Koyori breathlessly accepted more of it, it ejaculated into Koyori's mouth and then vanished.
"Haa... haa..."
Koyori, panting and wiping semen from her lips, looked more like an adult film actress than a Shrine Maiden.
As time passed, the requests "Something" made of Koyori grew increasingly extreme. The act of her sucking its genitals had become commonplace.
"Slurp. Suck. Gulp..."
Koyori sucked "Something's" genitals multiple times a day, and when its touch drew her to climax, she no longer pretended it left her unaffected.
Mio, after witnessing everything, noticed Koyori's gradual transformation.
At first, Mio refused to believe it, thinking she must be mistaken. But when Koyori brazenly stripped off her panties in front of her, masturbated, and danced naked in a lewd manner, Mio could no longer deny the truth.
Koyori offered the excuse that she had agreed to indulge "Something's" whims, but she was clearly enjoying it.
And then, in front of Mio, Koyori finally wet herself.
"I-I can't help it! I told Him I'd show Him everything, Lady Mio! Please watch me piss myself...!"
"...I know."
That night, Koyori moaned as she welcomed Something's teasing.
"Mmm... ahh... You have to be gentle with your fingers in my hole... Aang..."
Mio quietly masturbated, listening to Koyori's moans. After witnessing Koyori's lewd behavior daily, her own sexual desires had finally exploded.
The next day, Koyori or rather, the Something speaking through her passed along a request to Mio as well.
"He wishes to see Lady Mio's face beneath her mask."
"Absolutely not! I refuse!"
"...Is there a reason?"
"It's personal. Please, just not my face..."
"In that case, he wishes to see Lady Mio's p-pussy instead."
"..."
"Lady Mio, refuse firmly. I will persuade him."
"...No. Lady Koyori puts up with his shameless requests every day... I can't just pretend to be pure."
Mio stripped off her pants and underwear, which she hadn't properly washed in days due to wandering the Maze. Her trimmed pubic hair and pussy, a uniform shade of pink unlike Koyori's, were revealed.
Koyori flinched and said to Mio, "Y-yes, I told him it was a beautiful pussy..."
"...I-is that so..."
Mio felt her own pussy twitch, and she couldn't believe it. Despite the blatant indecency of being told her pussy was beautiful, her body was responding with arousal.
That night, Mio and Koyori masturbated together, gazing at each other.
Until now, they hadn't encountered anyone else in the Maze. More precisely, they hadn't met any living people. The only humans they'd seen in the Maze were mangled corpses.
But today, Koyori and Mio faced a man.
"So, you were here."
He was a man dressed in a black kimono, with a handsome face marred by a rough stubble. He carried a sheathed Japanese sword slung carelessly over his shoulder.
Koyori and Mio widened the distance between them and the man, assuming combat stances. They sensed he was stronger than them, yet somehow not quite S-Rank material.
"I was supposed to find and kill you three days ago... but some fool caused a ruckus, delaying my plans."
Koyori aimed her spear at the man.
"Are you a member of Baekrim?!"
"Yes. I am Reiji of Baekrim."
The man stated his name calmly. His eyes were as lifeless as those of a dead fish.
"You'd better remember the name of the man who will kill you."
Reiji moved with a fluid, gliding motion, positioning himself before Koyori and swinging his sword. Koyori raised her spear to block his attack.
"Seitaro! Where is Seitaro?!" she demanded.
"I don't know. He's probably somewhere. Focus on the battle. Show me the skills of Japan's next S-Class Hunter."
Reiji was formidable.
In terms of strength, speed, and technique, he lacked nothing. Koyori and Mio fought together against him, but they couldn't easily subdue him.
Clang!
Koyori's naginata flew from her grasp. She immediately unleashed a barrage of fire arrows at Reiji using Yin-Yang Art, but they proved ineffective. Reiji even managed to evade Mio's shuriken simultaneously.
"Baekrim...! What is your true purpose?"
"Hahaha. Do you really think I'd tell you if you asked like that?"
"..."
"I'm getting serious now. You'd better brace yourself."
Instead of answering, Koyori began channeling her mana. Like Reiji, she hadn't been fighting at full strength. Now, she intended to kill him with everything she had.
"Attacking from the left."
Reiji's figure vanished, reappearing to Koyori's left as he swung his blade.
Clang!
"Ugh..."
"Oh, you're better than I expected. Then let's try this: attacking from the right."
Clang!
Koyori blocked the attack again, but her face was etched with shock.
"T-that's a Word Spirit?! Using it like that...?!"
"As expected of the Wind Priestess. You recognized it after only two uses. The rumors about you being an S-Class Candidate weren't exaggerated after all. Yes, what I'm using is a Word Spirit. It just comes with a few... restrictions."
"A limited Word Spirit? Why would you use such a powerful ability..."
"Why did I join Baekrim? That's my business."
The real battle began.
In the end, Koyori was utterly defeated. Unbeknownst to her, he knew everything about her, while she knew nothing about him.
Koyori's arms had been severed, her left ankle slashed, and her right leg bent at an unnatural angle. Her back had also been cut. In return, Koyori had only managed to take the man's right arm.
"Truly worthy of being the Kouga Clan's greatest kunoichi prodigy," the man said. "Fighting you with only one arm is quite the challenge."
Koyori could hear the sounds of Reiji and Mio fighting in the distance. As time passed, the sounds grew fainter.
Ah... so this is death...
Her consciousness was fading. More than the pain, she feared the fact that if she closed her eyes now, she would never wake up again.
Lord of the Wind...
In her final moments, Koyori turned to the God.
Ever since she had been taken in by Fuka Shrine and become a Shrine Maiden, she had heard the same words endlessly: "You are the Shrine Maiden of the Lord of the Wind. Always serve him with utmost purity."
Koyori's duty wasn't to serve the Wind God Guild, but the actual God of Wind, Fujin.
As a child, she genuinely believed in Fujin's existence. But as she grew older, she gradually abandoned this illusion. If Fujin truly existed, it made no sense that he had never revealed himself to her, considering she had always meticulously followed the rules of Fuka Shrine.
Lord of the Wind... Even if it's just a fleeting dream, I wish I could meet you at least once...
Something touched Koyori's lips.
A bottle?
A cool liquid flowed into her mouth from it, carrying a sweet aroma and an equally sweet taste. The sweetness spread through her like clean wind, clearing her mind instead of dulling it and sending warmth through her entire body.
"Ah..."
She felt a hand caressing her cheek.
It was a familiar touch how could it not be? This was the hand that had teased her daily; how could she not recognize it?
Even at this moment, you're still mocking me... Huh?
Koyori suddenly realized her consciousness had become remarkably clear. The pain that had been searing through her body had vanished. She instinctively sat up, then gasped in shock.
Her severed arms and left ankle had regrown, and her broken right foot had returned to its proper place. The gaping wound in her back, which had been spilling blood and viscera, was now smooth and seamless, as if nothing had ever happened.
Koyori stared straight ahead.
There, on the floor, lay her severed arms.
"...This is a miracle...?"
She couldn't help but believe it was a miracle. And in her mind, there was only one being capable of performing such a miracle:
A god.
He... he was Lord Fujin!
She felt warmth on her shoulder and face.
Lord Fujin is with me!
The reason Fujin had been teasing her must be because of the ritual she performed when she became a Shrine Maiden, dedicating everything to him.
Even with Lady Mio by his side, Lord Fujin only teased me. Because I'm the Shrine Maiden who dedicated everything to him...!
Koyori felt her clouded mind clear as if a fog had lifted.
Clang! Clang! Ka-ang!
The sounds of battle snapped her back to reality. She grabbed the Naginata lying beside her and stood up.
Reiji stared at her in shock.
"...What's with that arm?! The severed arm is on the ground... Did it regenerate?! How?!"