The Skill Collector

White, unified walls and floors. Long chairs lined up neatly indoors.

On the front there is a huge statue of God, and the stained class behind depicts a scene of myth.

Was it a dispute between the Dark God and the Holy God? Seems once the world was doomed as a result of taking away the god of a man who is both goddesses and gods of creation and killing each other bees...

This world is going through a terrible history of God's fights and the rampage of ancient civilization. - If that's all true.

I honestly don't like the unique air of the church. I was called here today by a priest in this church... I'm hated by the people here.

If you were selling and buying gifts given to you by God, that would be eye-catching.

That's why the priest called me in secret. Though I care about people's eyes and sneak in late at night.

"Sorry I'm late at night"

What emerged from the back door was a magnificent man, dressed in white sacrificial clothing and with a hairstyle stroking his gray-haired crossed hair backwards.

It feels like a priest to have a gentle grin, but I don't think he's a priest.

Forged muscles pushing the sacrificial clothes up from the bottom. Maybe he's from the Saint Knights or a former adventurer who makes demonic exorcism his business.

"No, never mind. Because merchants are basically late at night."

"That would help if you could say that. It was a personal favor to call you today."

Religious, have you cut the point without waving long in the waste of what you are good at?

Perhaps it's a requirement that's so stuck in the wings. On the surface, he affixes a smile, but "Psychology" reveals a rush under the face.

But what good is a priest of a sect famous for his steadfastness? I can't think of anything but buying, but here the skills given by God must be accepted and overcome, even if they are negative. Or wasn't it in the doctrine?

I don't think you're counting on me.

"It's painful to ask for this, but please keep it to yourself"

"No other words are fundamental to the merchant. Especially since there's so much I can't tell people about my business."

"Let me believe that word."

The priest strokes his chest down and has a relief look on his face.

Religious people have a lot of thick skins on their faces, but this guy seems like an honest person. I don't have a lying response to 'Psychology'.

"So... That, you know, that's... I don't know what to say, that's it..."

What do you say here? Until just now, I had a grand attitude, but I am suddenly restless and suspicious of behavior.

I decided to let them 'appraise' me without permission because it was not obvious as it was.

Especially odd skills from what I've seen...... I do. That also has two unusually high skill levels.

One is' reason 'and the level is over 20. That's true if you say it sounds like an honest clergyman, but I've never seen anyone so high before.

And I have more skills to worry about than that.

The name of that skill is - 'lust' It's also about the same level as' reason '.

In fact, few people own 'lust'. Especially for the rich and powerful, who seem to tend to have more sexual desires when they have enough power and money.

But no way this serious looking priest......

Negative skills about desires such as' sexuality 'are not seen as much of a problem because everyone can wake up acquired. Others would be famous for "appetite," "sleep appetite," etc.

As some say 'lust' prefers heroic colors, many of the greats who make their names known in history also possessed them. The general perception is, "You, you say you have lust. This sketch" sucks with about a light nori.

If it's a low level, I don't have a problem as a man, but it's pretty much a level above 20. At all times, your head should be buried with erotic delusions and desires.

Is it usually a sex offender who is so 'sexually lusty' or makes money say things and surround a woman in large quantities, but is this priest forcefully suppressed with his' rational 'skills?

He deserves respect as a man.

"So that's it. Well, what do you say?"

I don't think this kind of place is masculine, but you can't say it as a priest. Let's cut this place out of me.

"I know it's rude, but what if, buying skills?

"Hey, why did you do that!

I hope you're surprised and upside down, but you seem to be losing your cool altogether.

Call a collector. What other requirements are there?

"We will buy you any skill. Of course, in confidence."

I don't reveal what I know beforehand using 'appraisal' here. There will be their pride, and if they use it on church people, it can be a problem later.

"I braced my belly, too. Collector, I'd like you to buy out my skills. Um, you know, sexuality skills!

I guess you're always waving a hot valve at your followers in church, it's a tremendous amount of voice.

The priest's voice is still echoing within the church.

"Yes, that's a sexuality skill. I'm used to a lot of requests like this. It's a skill that has so many owners."

I would stress that it is not a rare request.

Because that would make the conversation easier.

"Really? It's pitiful, being one who serves God, while growing desires day by day, it stays this way...... you can make mistakes. I was afraid of it, and I heard about the collector."

With all this level, the daily temptation would have been really terrible.

With my head buried with sexual desire, how could I ever bear it? Good luck.

Nevertheless, I am curious as to why there is such an increase in 'sexuality' skills. I can also understand situations that shake my libido from everyday life. But if I were a church priest, I'd only have contact with people who come to pray?

"This is a relief. You weren't affected by your skills until you left for the city. Ever since I got here, every day as if God were testing me, a disturbing event to my heart. You don't have to worry about that temptation anymore... I have the loneliness that my instincts as a man disappear, but I am one who serves God. You don't have to worry about it, yes."

It also sounds convincing, but I guess I'm forced to persuade myself.

The fact that 'lust' disappears from within me has the fear that one of my instincts disappears. Of course, the natural libido remains just because the skills disappear.

But compared to now, that's what would drastically diminish your interest in sexuality, like saints.

... Oh, wait a minute. He told me that 'libido' has increased since he came here, but if he loses his skills now but doesn't remove the culprit, 'libido' could come back to life.

I'm curious to know what bothers this priest that much, but is it something I can step into that much?

Even though I worry about that, I approach the priest to carry out 'trading'.

"Father, in a place like this, what are they doing in the middle of the night?

One woman emerged from another door than the priest had come out.

I wonder if this man, who speaks prolonged, is a monk here.

a woman with long hair flowing down her back. He says it's late at night, but his hem is wearing a big headscarf, and he's wearing monastic clothes.

It's a plain eyed shade, but isn't this guy wearing a monastic outfit weird?

Originally, a monastic garment is a loose size, taken care not to know the irregularities in the body, but why the perfect size... rather, it's smaller.

Style is good, so your underwear is visible from the top of your monastic clothes. Besides, the monastic garment is torn from waist to foot, like a severely cut slit.

Suspicious thin eyes whether or not it's open with drooling eyes, cry me out. Thick, red lips, twitchy sweaty disturbed breathing.

And the lights on the wall were very seditious and unconsciously swallowing.

"Ha... Sister, this is an old friend. He was a merchant, and he was too busy to see me at a time like this."

"Was I? I was walking down the hall trying to get to the bathroom, and, oh, I heard something talking, so I rushed over, and I was relieved."

Did you catch a monastic outfit somewhere at that time?

It turned out that the high level of "reason" and the level of "lust" of the priest had risen. The cause is definitely this guy. What, this lump of porn?

Does it stimulate a sense of disloyalty that the other person is a priest and a monastic garment?

Every time I try to dye my cheeks shyly and hide the torn spot, my buttocks and chest are shaking loosely as I push my clothes up from the inside. The way it looks is strangely exciting......

Wait, whatever it is, it's weird. Sure, it's fascinating, but it's impossible for my heart to be rocked so far.

There's no way I normally have sexual desires when I'm activating 'psychotic tolerance' all the time.

... This is an 'appraisal'.

I was convinced of everything when I saw the skills floating over my head.

"Colorful," "seditious," and "fascinating" are all there, and they are fairly level. And then there's "blunt."

Is this man making the wrong choice of occupation? If we were in the business of the night, billionaires wouldn't be dreaming by now either.

There is a demon called Sacubas, a dreamer who looks like a beautiful woman, who attracts men and sucks away their precision, but with comparable skill fulfilment and high levels.

Was the priest patient so that he would not be swallowed up every day by this turbulence of porn...

"Father, you've been struggling"

"I want you to understand."

As a man, I feel the agony of a priest in pain, and I give him my hand all the time. The priest nodded heavily once, gripping back with tears.

Really, it's something I've endured a lot.

I hope I can buy her skills just because the cause is clear. Otherwise, the priest wakes up to 'lust' again. I can assure you of this.

Besides, there are many women who want Sister's skills. I just want to do something about it as a business.

"So, uh, excuse me. Sorry to bother you."

When he bowed deeply, the fissures spread where the monastic garments had reached their limit or were slit, exposing his skin to the area around his armpits.

And the person in question needs to realize it. Will 'blunt' skills be so vicious in some combinations?

"Wear this"

The priest took off the top and let Sister weave his feathers, as the sacrificial garments layered three pieces. while striving not to point her gaze at her.

... I need to do something for you soon.

"By the way, Sister. I'm a merchant, don't you have what you need? We also handle magic tools, so you might have some tools to avoid trouble."

"Oh, you were a merchant. Is there a problem with what you need? Until you became a monk. Ha, you were chased around by a pervert. No, you were demented. No, step on your head with curse. No, I was asked to."

With that skill, it is inevitable that it will.

Because it's rarer for people to endure like priests. Normally, I wouldn't be able to contain my desires, and I would behave like that.

"But since I became a monk and I was here, well, I'm happy with my days, and I don't have any worries."

Hands together I offer a prayer of gratitude to God, but I think all the faithful and priests are just enduring it. Is there always this guy when you go to worship...... Do not let the faith of the faithful be tested.

"By the way, since she arrived, there have been many men's followers visiting"

It was the priest who gently struck me in the ear.

I don't even know what it's like to be a male believer. If I was younger, I could have been there a lot.

"I know it's rude, but has Sister had any experience examining his skills?

"Of course it is. Wow. My parents were devout believers, too, and my parents told me no about the results I received when I was young. I'm embarrassed, but there seems to be a 'blunt', and I hope I can overcome it sooner or later."

Certainly 'blunt' too, there is.

Didn't my parents take care to pass on other skills? Negative or poorly impressed skills are never uncommon for parents to keep secret until they grow up.

It's a pain in the ass when this happens. Can I tell you my skills even though I don't know who I am? Actually, I understand my skills, and I can't say that there's no possibility that I'm a bad girl who's seducing people.

"Aww. I'm sorry -"

Sister is exposing her butt as she steps on the hem of her festive clothes and falls luxuriously.

If this is what you're doing in calculations, you can be an actor. As much as I'd like to introduce you to Chaili.

The priest should be able to use the 'appraisal', so maybe he's figuring out her skills?

"... Father. Do you know her skills?

"... Yes. I understand."

I'm whispering words so that Sister doesn't hear me, but he doesn't seem interested in our conversation, he's just sitting there smiling.

Turn your back on her and take a little distance.

"If we don't get rid of Sister's skills, sooner or later 'lust' may come back."

"Again, is that right? She doesn't know her skills. Because of his personality, he's going to be shocked to tell the truth."

It's easy to talk about if you're aware of how erotic you are, but you seem like a good sister to people, so what do I do?

The two of us looked at each other and roared "hmm".

"Oh, yeah. Father, I'm sorry for the suddenness, but you have two days off in a week, will you be all right?

When I was thinking about it, Sister accidentally mentioned that to the priest.

"Yes, there's nothing particularly wrong with that, either. Can I help you?

"My friend, uh, will be visiting this city soon, but at that time, no, he wants me to use" appraisal, "he asked me to. I've had skills for a long time, but it doesn't come true to see people's skills - they've been training for a long time. That was about a month ago. No, it's the first time. Appraisal was successful. He wants me to try it."

"Really? Your friend tried, didn't he?... appraisal?

"Yes, with an appraisal."

I didn't miss the sweat slipping off the priest's temple right now. Though it's fine that you haven't changed your expression.

That means her friends could rip their skills apart. Isn't this... the difference between late or early, even if we keep our mouths shut?

Checking the priest sideways, he seems to be thinking the same thing as me, but still can't seem to take a step forward.

I think about the worst developments, but maybe her friend will be careful and shut up.

"My friend is very bright, but chatty, the light mouth is flawed (not) on the balls. Friends. Ha, I don't like being told by her, I said no. I've already taught 'Blunt' and no, I don't have the skills to be known and in trouble. Ha, I don't, so you can do it with confidence."

This is... no. There's only one problem.

I was convinced by the current exchange. Sister is unconscious of her skills.

And three extra sweats are slipping down the priest's cheek.

"You might be awake to new skills, right?

"I'll be glad to hear that. Wow. So, negative skills are troublesome. As God's me, I don't deserve it. No, I wish I had more embarrassing skills, I'm embarrassed to be a believer, I could die -"

When I hear that far, I spin half a turn with the priest and turn my back on Sister and get away from her.

"What do you want to do? I think I'd better reveal it now and buy my skills."

"I think that's best, because she's a devout believer. Until now, I wasn't aware of it, so there were a lot of occasions I was helping...... Once you know that the sexual desires around you are the result of your skills, you may choose to die for yourself, not for the greater good."

When I look at Sister, I almost forget, but this religion is about virginity until marriage, and piercing Jeong-sook is in the doctrine. Aside from divorce and cheating, I even hate my sexual knowledge.

If I cut it out normally, I could fall in shock.

"Here, I'll take care of it. The result may be more favors, but will it be okay?

"Yes, it's not a charity, so I'll take a lot of money"

"Don't worry about that, there's an adventurous build-up"

After all, were you a former adventurer? I had predictions because of this physique. It also explains that the hit was soft on me, the collector.

If you want me to take care of it, let me take a look at you.

"Sister, I need you to calm down and listen to me."

"What is it, Father?"

The priest, who turned off his grin and stood in front of Sister, slowly and gently attached his hand to the other's shoulder.

You're dyeing your cheeks and staring at the priest for what you're mistaken about.

"In fact, you have the skills that your parents kept secret. He asked me to do it without saying anything else."

"Oh, really? Amazing. Wow."

He seems surprised with his hands on his cheeks, but none of them are nervous because of the way he talks.

"What is that skill… 'Colour', 'Sedition', 'Charm'"

"Oh yeah?... Huh?

Thin eyes opened wide like yarn.

She seems to have been drained of her liver and has opened her mouth wide and is stiff.

"Please calm down and listen. Possession of such skills would have also led to many disgusting feelings. Skills cannot be chosen on their own. So you never get sick."

"So, so, but, Father. Doctrine discourages sexual desire and makes an honest life…"

"Right. Surely God says to live honestly. Skills are God-given talents. You have been given the skills to make yourself aware of sex...... I was luckier than anyone."

Luck? No way, I didn't expect those words to pop up.

I know it's a thoughtful statement, but how are you going to convince me from here?

"Luck... There's no reason for that! These skills are off the road!

You're pretty upset and excited, the prolonged way you talk is blowing you away somewhere.

"Please calm down. Look, this is a God given trial. It gave you the opportunity to get over that skill and grow big as a believer."

"No, I can't believe it! Because priests don't have such filthy skills, I can tell you. Shh!

"No, I have the skills I've been hiding from you, too. It's" lust. "

From the mouth of the priest, who speaks gently and gently, he seems to have been poked into the void by the fact that such words have emerged, with a frightened face.

But when he returns to me, he joins his mouth and stares at the priest.

"Isn't lust a skill that everyone has to gain? Not like me! No, I'm not. Shh!

To that extent, I cannot contain disturbances in my mind.

Words don't weigh enough to convince her to be close to a state of confusion. If you're this talkative, I'd better talk...

"If you belong to a denomination, you know it. That the concept of level exists in skills. This is a number that only some good people can see. I'm also still immature and unable to see the levels"

"Oh, what is it?"

"A skill level of five can have a pretty strong impact. You know that, right?"

"Yes, that's..."

"I have 'lust' skills above level 20"

Sister's body swayed big vertically in a vicious way. I can see the colour of fright in my open eyes.

Someone with that much 'lust' was a respected figure. I guess the upset so far was also a blowing shock.

"Are you scared to be touched by me like that?

"Oh, that's... and if you're a priest"

The last whine was too small and seemed to be heard only by me.

If Sister is willing to do that, I feel like I can lose the temptation otherwise... but let's keep quiet.

"It's okay, that's the honest reaction. I have managed to control this desire with reason. Believe me, sealing this up and overcoming it is a test given by God. We're still on the way, but we're only going to get over it on our own."

"Dear Father..."

"Your journey will be rugged and painful. But why don't you get over it with me? Don't you want to see what's ahead of the trial? I wouldn't be happier if we could walk together."

"Father...... I was wrong. If we could survive the ordeal together, would we ever be happier!

Lay your own hands on your shoulders and stare back at the priest with your cheek-dyed, wet eyes.

Staring at each other in front of the statue, priests and sisters.

It's a scene that's going to be painted, but the priest's back, which is about to be swallowed up by the charm that floods out of Sister, is sweaty and wet.

Now a serious priest would stop selling 'lust' skills to me in order to be responsible for his own words. And I'll be spending my days fighting her charms.

Seeing more figures for 'lust' and 'reason' on the head of a desperately tolerated priest, I was willing to pray to God I didn't even believe in all of today.