Suici*de by Raising a Heroine

48 – Abduction: Once Again

Christine carefully stepped onto the transparent mirror. Suddenly, a circular ripple rose above the mirror.

The red paint slowly spread between the transparent colors mixed with the blue. The tip of his toe began to sink into it.

Christine shivered slightly as she felt cold water seep between her toes wrapped in stockings. Drops of blood rode down her slightly bowed head and spattered onto the surface of the water.

The sight of red blood oozing out into the water so transparent that you could see the pebbles on the bottom was close to a painting in itself. Drops of blood splattered in various supernatural shapes.

Christine sat down by the water. His calves were now in the lake. Knees pushed in, thighs brushing the surface of a lake, alternately moving both legs, making a clicking sound.

The garter belt worn on both thighs alternately hit the surface of the water. In line with the movement, the lake swayed and rippled.

After splashing around like that for a while, Christine put her hand on the bottom of the lake and went all the way into the lake. The water rose up to Christine’s waist in an instant.

Even though I had just entered the water, it was waist-deep, so I could roughly guess how deep the center would be.

The red paint spread even thicker around the submerged waist. Now, the area around where Christine was soaking could be described as red rather than transparent.

Christine moved slowly towards the center of the lake. As always, this wasn’t Christine’s blood. It was the blood of the pieces of meat sacrificed for her god.

I put my hands together in front of my chest. Her huge breasts were pressed against her forearms, contorting to the fullest. I closed my eyes and prayed as I walked to the middle of the lake.

“My God, please watch over this lamb today…”

The floor deepened little by little. The water, which had risen up to her waist, passed her navel and passed around the pit of the stomach. Christine didn’t care at all, even though she’d soon be completely submerged, up to her head.

There was no hesitation in every step he took. Prayers flowed incessantly from his mouth.

Step by step, but surely, a red trail was drawn behind Christine, who moved forward.

Red paint flowed out of her long, brown hair that was half-submerged and scattered in all directions, mixing with the clear liquid.

Perhaps because it was a lake hidden in a deep forest, the water was very cold. Christine didn’t mind that either.

Christine continued to walk until the water passed around the pit of the stomach and reached her lower chest, her hands clasped in front of her chest were immersed in the cold, and even her upper chest disappeared into the water.

And finally, up to his head, he was submerged in the lake.

In the water, Christine said a silent prayer. The black nun’s uniform that covered her legs fluttered along with the gently crashing waves.

Every time the nun’s uniform fluttered, the pure white skin of the inner thighs that had not yet been covered by the garter belt was vaguely revealed. It was a composition that barely covered only underwear.

how much time has passed Christine opened her eyes just as the blood soaked through her nun’s uniform and hair mixed with the road lake, creating a bright red landscape all around her.

Christine opened her eyes and made her way through the red paint. I took one step at a time, as if I were climbing stairs. My body rose little by little in line with that step.

Surprisingly, Christine was walking slowly up to the surface, stepping on plain water.

It wasn’t magic or trickery. It was only possible because I believed that Christine would of course do it. Because that was Christine’s faith and faith.

An ordinary person would have called it a miracle. However, to Christine, this was the right thing to do.

With her belief in God, what would be impossible?

Christine rose to the surface of the lake again and stood with her feet on the water. A light pink liquid mixed with water dripped from the watery hair and the nun’s uniform.

“amen.”

After a short prayer, Christine untied the pods she had gathered in front of her chest and opened her eyes. Water droplets formed on my eyelashes and ran down my eyes.

The sight of the brown-haired beauty standing on the surface of the lake, drenched in water, was very dreamy. Enough to create the illusion that it is an angel who descended to the earth for a while.

Even if I don’t know what the person concerned thinks, I can assure you that if a third person saw this, they would have definitely approved it. Of course, he would have to pay for it with his life.

The silence was broken, and somewhere a groan, a groan, was heard. Sensing the small sound without missing it, Christine clenched her fists.

I don’t have time to spend on trivial animals that can’t even be sacrificed. Christine remembered meeting her God two days earlier.

It was such a happy and sweet experience. If her god had asked her to die for him, she would have given up her worthless life without the slightest hesitation.

I couldn’t guarantee how long it would take to offer up a thousand sacrifices for that happy and sweet experience again. But you’re interfering with that. An unpleasant feeling welled up.

On the other side of the fallen tree, the monster revealed its hideous appearance. Saliva trickled down from between her clenched lips. Red eyes shone.

It was a monster that seemed to be at least 3 meters tall from the tips of its feet to its shoulders. Its head hung twice as high as Christine’s.

The total length of the body seemed to easily exceed 10 meters. If you add the tail attached to it, it was a huge monster beyond imagination.

On all fours, he slowly circled the lakeside where Christine was standing, searching for her opponent. A lot of soft flesh was stepped on by that foot.

All of them were flesh from the torn and crushed corpses of monsters.

Along with it were broken trees, blood mixed everywhere, and soil dug up and overturned all over. The area around the lakeside has turned into a complete mess.

Christine, the culprit behind all the destruction, didn’t move at all. Now, she had to pray to her God for repentance.

It was a prayer of repentance against myself for wasting time on such useless things even though I had to see God as soon as possible.

The monster opened its mouth and let out a roar. Then he crouched down, then jumped up and lunged at Christine with a dash.

And unsightly fell into the lake.

It was natural. Even if Christine walks on water, monsters cannot walk on water in the same way.

The monster that fell into the lake struggled and let out a scream full of pain. Christine just stared at it.

The body of the monster struggling with all its might in the water began to melt in an instant. The skin was burned and the muscle tissue inside was visible, and black blood mixed with the water.

“It was a beast with black blood.”

She also said that she was good at not using it as a sacrifice, and Christine offered a prayer of thanks to her God for making such a wise decision.

Even during that time, the monster melted without a break. The hair covering the whole body falls out, the muscles melt, revealing the bones, and the joints separate.

The sound coming from the demons gradually subsided. Roars turned to screams, screams to moans, and finally no sound was heard.

With the puffy bubbles and the pupils sinking to the bottom of the water, the giant monster completely melted and disappeared. It was an absurd ending.

Suddenly, the lake itself began to purify the monster’s blood and flesh.

The black blood turned transparent and the flesh melted away more completely. The red liquid washed away from Christine had already turned into clear water.

It was because Christine had soaked her body for a while, and the lake itself turned into powerful holy water overflowing with divine power, enough to melt even that gigantic monster in no time.

Although it was holy water worth dozens of gold coins just by putting it in a small perfume bottle and selling it, Christine didn’t pay the slightest attention to it.

To Christine, money was nothing more than a piece of metal. It’s just that she’s simply piling up for her god to come someday.

“Ah, my god.”

Instead, he took out a small skull from the garter belt of his waist and licked it with his tongue. It was one of Christine’s habits when her excitement was at its peak.

“When a black blooded monster appeared, he told me to come find him—”

Brr, Christine’s body trembled. It had only been two days since she had seen her god. But to be able to see that Johnan again, I couldn’t contain my excitement.

“—-As soon as possible, I will accept your revelation…”