Elias' heart slammed so violently in his chest that it hurt.
Hailee was standing right there at the door.
Right there.
Her bright eyes. Her soft expression. Her innocent face.
Did she see him holding Alessia's soaked thin slutty panties… sniffing deep that thick creamy pussy musk leaking from her fat swollen cunt lips like a depraved beast desperate to taste holy warrior nectar…
tongue out ready to lap every sticky drop while cock throbs rock-hard imagining choking those massive milk-dripping tits purple and ramming balls-deep into Alessia's gaping fuckhole until she squirts demon seed from her ruined womb?
His whole body went cold.
If she saw…
If she even caught a glimpse…
Elizabeth's punishment would look like mercy.
Hailee leaned in the doorway, calling again, slightly louder this time:
"Elias!! What are you doing there? Do you still not understand? Getting late again and again is not good!"
Elias exhaled sharply.
Her tone… too normal. Too casual.
She didn't see. She didn't see.
He forced his fingers to move, shoving the undergarment deep—deep—deeper into the suitcase, burying it under everything he owned.
He turned around quickly, trying to hide the suitcase behind his leg as if his own shadow could protect him.
"Ah! I—I'm sorry," he stuttered, forcing a smile that was half terror.
"I wasn't doing anything strange. I was already on my way to come. And—and see? There's still time left."
Hailee brightened with her usual cheerful glow.
"Ohhh! That's the case, then it's fine!" she giggled.
"I thought I should take you with me so you don't get lost again, haha."
Elias nodded a bit too fast.
"Y-yes. Thank you so much. Ahh… I think we should go—"
But Hailee's eyes sharpened.
Not strict.
Not angry.
Just curious.
And Hailee's curiosity was dangerous.
She stepped closer, tilting her head, smile widening.
Elias didn't expect that—his heartbeat exploded fast, chest pounding wild as her warm innocent body heat washed over him this close.
Her perky young tits brushing so near his arm he could feel the soft bounce through her robe, those rock-hard nipples poking fabric begging to be pinched raw, her sweet pussy musk faint but intoxicating mixing with rose oil, fat little ass cheeks flexing inches away screaming to be spread and tongue-fucked deep while her downy slit drips virgin honey down creamy thighs.
"Hmm… but I think you're hiding something?"
Elias froze.
Hailee's face came even closer, eyes big and shiny with innocent excitement.
"Won't you show me too?"
She leaned sideways, trying to peek behind him.
"C'mon! Pleaaase? It'll be our secret. I'm really good at keeping secrets."
Her breath was close—hot little puffs tickling his neck like wet tongue kisses teasing his skin. Her soft brown hair bounced against her flushed cheek as she stretched again to peek, strands brushing his shoulder carrying that pure pussy scent clinging to her warm skin, perky tits heaving with every excited breath the robe stretching tight over swollen pink nipples diamond-hard and leaking tiny wet spots, her juicy thighs rubbing together with a faint slick sound as her untouched cameltoe grinds desperate under fabric just inches from his throbbing cock.
His demon whispered instantly, voice dripping like burning oil:
Look how close she is… that untouched holy body begging corruption… she wants to see your filthy secrets… show her Alessia's cum-soaked whore panties… make her hold them against her face.
Inhale that creamy pussy stink while you rip her robe off and maul those perky young tits until milk spurts from her virgin nipples, shove the sticky crotch into her whimpering mouth then spread her fat little ass cheeks wide and ram your pulsing cock balls-deep into her dripping downy pussy splitting her hymen bloody while choking her throat purple, turn her pure smile into a gagging cum-dump whore drooling holy nectar mixed with Alessia's pussy juice…
Elias' hands trembled.
He shook his head violently to push the voice away.
"There is nothing to show," he said sharply—too sharply.
"It's just clothes that got dirty because I fell before entering Sancthorn."
Hailee blinked, startled by his sudden tone.
"Alright!! Alright!" she said, stepping back with a tiny pout.
"Don't show me. I'm not interested in your dirty clothes anyway."
Her cheerful mood dimmed for a moment.
She crossed her arms a little.
"Let's go. And if you get late again… I will tell Sister Elizabeth."
Elias swallowed.
He could tell he hurt her feelings.
He could tell she didn't like how he snapped.
He softened his voice.
"I'm… sorry. Let's go."
Hailee didn't answer.
She just turned and walked ahead, hair swinging like a soft reprimand.
***
Walking to the Washroom
Hailee walked ahead of him, visibly sulking. Elias followed silently, eyes locked traitorously on her back—watching her tight little ass cheeks bounce hypnotically with every step, robe clinging damp to the deep crack swallowing fabric between those meaty globes begging to be spread wide and pounded gaping.
Her narrow waist flaring to juicy hips swaying side-to-side teasing the swollen pussy mound grinding slick against creamy thighs, perky tits jiggling softly under cloth with rock-hard nipples scraping fabric desperate for rough pinching while her long brown hair swished carrying faint pussy musk tempting him to bury his face and tongue-fuck her virgin holes raw right there in the corridor.
He finally said, voice low:
"Thank you… for being kind to me. Since I came here, everyone only got angry at me. You're the first one who talked nicely."
Hailee's shoulders loosened a little.
Elias continued softly:
"And… you even tried to help me before Sister Elizabeth stopped you… so thank you. Truly."
Hailee slowed down.
She turned slightly, her face warming again.
"Really? I'm the only one who spoke nicely to you?"
Her voice softened immediately—pure-hearted, emotional.
"I'm so sorry you had to face so much on your first day…"
She smiled softly again.
"You know… I was born here. Literally. My parents offered me, to the "Holy Truth" the day I was born. So I've lived here my whole life."
Elias blinked.
"You've never lived outside? Not even a normal childhood?"
Hailee shook her head, but her smile was sincere.
"Nope! But that's okay. I love being here. Serving the Holy Truth is everything to me."
Elias stayed quiet, stunned.
She had never lived a day of free life…
And yet she was smiling like it was the happiest thing.
***
They arrived at the washroom area.
Elias naturally started walking toward the men's side with the bucket, mop, and broom.
Hailee quickly grabbed his sleeve.
"Wait!! We can't go there."
"Why not?" Elias asked. "Aren't we cleaning washrooms?"
"Yes, we are," Hailee said.
"But I'm not allowed to enter men's side. And women's area is empty this time, so we'll clean there."
They stepped into the women's washroom together.
Elias froze.
The same walls. The same corridor. The same place he had secretly entered in the morning.
And beside him was the same girl he watched bathing—
her soft young tits dripping water down pale curves, pink nipples swollen begging sucked raw, that downy patch of prepubescent pussy hair framing her puffy wet slit lips peeking slick between creamy thighs rubbing together, virgin asshole clenching shy as water trailed down her crack…
now standing right here clueless, her robe hugging every curve you memorized, pussy musk thick in the steamy air screaming to be tongue-fucked while you choke her perky tits blue and split her holes gaping with relentless cock-pounding until she squirts holy cum all over the marble floor.
Elias squeezed the mop handle until his knuckles whitened.
He forced himself to breathe normally.
He dropped to the floor and began cleaning.
But his demon eye stayed locked on her young slutty body.
***