Fic Osomatsu-San!

This time the main character is [

Osomatsu x Karamatsu]

Sometimes, but this time, version

Yaoi

That's right.

Story : Innocent

Paring : Osomatsu x Karamatsu

Writer : Adrien Heart

Twitter @oni_neko

Page : Oni Neko

Rate : R-15

*****Notice Me*****

*Pastor is the name of a person who is ordained as a monk. In the Catholic Church, there are 4 precepts that must be observed. namely 1. obey your superiors 2. stay single 3. live a simple life 4. Do not own any property.

*The rector of a church is the priest who oversees the church.

Ladukhara is the only caretaker of the church. Therefore he became rector of the church.

*Probably a priest of the monastic order That is, he has given up the world (but he can defeat demons too....) But why does the fan art still wear the clothes of a diocese priest....I don't know. But I'll stick to the fan art.

*Male priests are called brothers or brothers. Represent yourself as father

*I have tried to find correct information. But we're still confused. It just so happens that our school is not affiliated with Catholics. We are Protestants;

w;

*The Orthodox Church is similar to the Catholic Church. But there are 3 precepts, no 4. But Kara in the story is required to be Catholic.

*May lose character

Why does the world have two colors?

Why is white a symbol of cleanliness?

Why is black a symbol of dirt?

And who defines them?

Suddenly, someone fell from the roof of the church.

In the middle of the main hall, which was made of beautiful granite. The chaise longue was broken. Including the roof that was protecting from the weather and rain, it was completely destroyed.

A tall figure with large black bat wings in the middle of its back lay crouched in the middle of the hole in the roof. The moonlight shone down, allowing him to clearly see those wings and the body that was soaked with rain.

"help"

Those lips stretched out. The red eyes drifted away. Because he was the one who swore an oath to help mankind before God. Therefore, even if the other party is a demon But he was willing to help. and reach out

Reach out for the poisonous snake.

“Would you like something to eat?” a young man wearing a black cassock asked after the demon that had fallen onto the church roof woke up.

You could instantly recognize it as a demon just by looking at it. Even though he had never had direct contact with demons.

But the demon's body remained silent. There was no reaction at all.

"I'm very surprised. The first time I saw you You look so much like your father that I was stunned for a while.”

He continued, placing the silver tray on the table next to the bed. The demon he saw actually had the same appearance as him. But the eyes and hair color were different. It also has horns growing on its head and large bat wings.

"Many humans say that to me, too."

And for the first time the devil spoke. He reached for the silver tray, picked it up and placed it on his lap, and then started eating.

"So you're going to copy the appearance of the person you want to meet?"

The rector of the church said before slowly standing up.

"No, it's the closest person."

said the demon, tearing a loaf of bread into pieces. His piercing eyes stared at the innocent bishop, barely blinking.

"Dolpergänger?"

The priest smiled.

"All demons are the same," the demon replied before picking up a bowl of soup and drinking it. "It's just that humans determine their own type of demon."

And then he spread his wings as if he remembered something.

“I've said too much. Forget it."

The church rector held his own cross necklace before slowly bowing his head.

"I understand. I promise I won't tell anyone.” He smiled at the corner of his mouth before slowly straightening up as he finished speaking. “Dad has to go to a meeting. Today is the Sabbath day. There are villagers waiting to listen to teachings.”

He said before turning away and closing the door.

The red devil looked at the window.

"I am not a child of God... What's wrong with 'Daddy'?" He tossed the bowl of soup onto the tray. "That's bland.”

After attending the meeting and talking with the villagers The rector of the church returned to his original room. He also found the same demon sitting quietly reading the Bible.

"I thought you were going to leave."

The red demon raised his head. He made a face that said, 'Can you really not see or are you blind?' He then opened his wings and revealed a large hole in the bat's wing. It was a simple hole as if it had been shot by a gun, but it was a gun the size of a large basin and there were a few small holes.

“Who did this?” he asked, not expecting an answer. He turned around to pick up an old tray of food that was completely empty. It seemed that this demon was really hungry and ate it all by himself.

The devil's lips quirked up for a moment.

“God,” blue eyes flashed with confusion as the red demon spoke. When he saw that expression, he secretly smiled in his heart. “The gods attacked me while I was flying. My wings are torn because of them.”

The priest's expression was confused.

"But...the scriptures say that gods are pure entities..." He smiled dryly.

The red demon rolled his eyes and picked up the Bible.

“Even the devil can seize the Bible. So why can't the gods harm me?” He threw a thick book onto the bed in front of the priest. "I will stay here. Because the cleanliness of this place seemed to help erase my aura. They probably won't find me until I'm healthy.”

The priest stared at the bible on display. Blue Eyes looked confused and dazed when he heard that. However, he still slowly revealed a gentle smile like always.

"Yes, I understand."

The young demon frowned when he saw the priest's smile. He was not satisfied at all.

"Why? You can chase it away? I am a filthy devil. You can just let me die?” said the demon, acting as if he didn't care about anything. The young church rector smiled slightly and grabbed the devil's warm hand with both hands, causing the devil's face to look surprised.

"Because every life has meaning," he said, stroking that large palm with both thumbs. "Even if you're a bad person that hell wants you to Or even evil demons that deceive people. Still, their lives have meaning."

The red demon looked at the palm that held his hand with an indifferent look. He had never met anyone who treated him like this before. If possible, they would kick him out. Or even the angels themselves detest him as well.

"Besides, I see...I see that you really aren't that bad." He smiled, before releasing his warm palm and looking down at his watch. "It's almost noon. I'll excuse you first."

He said before standing up calmly and walking out of the room, not forgetting to close the door.

The red demon stared at his palm. The palm of his hand used illusions, causing the priest to see the person touching him like a normal person. But the demon's true skin had burned to the point of being black when touched.

"Really 'clean'," the demon said before clenching his fist. "Unlike me who is this 'dirty'."

He lay down and picked up his Bible again. It cannot do anything to him because it is only a book that 'records' the words of God, not the 'actual' words that God uttered. The only thing that could really destroy him was his pure heart...

Including the gods who received fragments of divine power.

“No wonder that thing is so clean,” he smiled as he read a chapter of the Bible. "The world is beautiful..."

He tossed the Bible onto the table and smiled.

...want to tarnish that guy's clean self...

...I really want to see that guy's expression that has lost faith in God...

Not long after that The devil has entered the lonely life of the rector of the village's only church. He helps repair leaky roofs and sometimes harvests his own vegetables to cook.

"Karamatsu Radish," the demon said as he placed the basket on the table. Inside was full of radishes. Cabbage and Beetroot “Stop making that yucky soup. Is it delicious?”

“Father is a priest. No matter how it turns out, I can eat it,” said the young priest, whose name was Karamatsu, while simmering soup in a large pot. But the demon lord didn't seem too pleased.

Sure, some days the soup is completely bland. Some days it's salty. Some days it's as sweet as if sugar was spilled on it. But Father Priest was able to drink as usual even though the demon sometimes almost spit it out as well.

"As you wish," the demon said, walking over and sitting on a chair. It was as if his wings had not returned to their original form, causing him to walk instead of fly. But the hole in the wing is now a bit smaller.

“By the way, what is the devil's name?” The priest asked as he scooped up the finished soup and tasted it. But the demon didn't understand why he would bring it up to taste even though the taste each time was already as different as the sky and the abyss.

"name? Is it mine?” The demon rested his chin on the table. His red eyes stared at his own palm. "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course. To keep calling me Demon Lord would seem strange."

The priest said with a smile and placed the bowl of soup on the table. The demon slumped against the table and tilted his head up.

“My name always brings closure to human life. Just call me Osomatsu."

He said and reached closer to pick up the soup bowl that was on the table. Surprised that today the smell was delicious and different from other days.

"What if I really do know the Demon Lord's real name?"

Osomatsu stared at the priest. He smiled slightly as if he was winning and spoke slowly.

“Torture…” He stopped talking, “You don't want to know.”

And on that day, the rector of the church met the water god. He suddenly appeared and reported that the demon adopted by the church's bishop was a dangerous entity that could destroy the entire city all by himself.

“That demon is the worst among all demons. We were never able to defeat it. Last time I fought against it. But soon he ran away and hid in your church.”

A water god with a face similar to a priest told the whole story. Karamatsu gripped the cross pendant tightly.

“Then...why didn't he hurt the child...?” The church rector had a confused expression on his face. "Why didn't he... kill his child..."

"Because it can't kill you," the water god said in a normal voice. “You have a clean heart. Your soul is so clean that you can directly communicate with demons and gods. An ordinary human who was not chosen. No matter what, they can't see us.”

"A child...?" Karamatsu asked curiously. He raised his hand to his chest and stared at the water god.

"That's you. I really want to show you your soul as well. But if you do that, you yourself will definitely die before you reach the end of your life,” he said before smiling gently. "Your soul is as clean as a god's."

Karamatsu frowned.

“Then what does the devil want...?” the church rector asked again. But this time, the water god slowly disappeared.

"I can't tell."

Karamatsu returns to the church. In the middle of the hall stood a demonic figure that was almost exactly the same as him. The gaps in his red wings gradually narrowed until they became noticeable.

"'It's like you're defying God'. Is that how you think?"

A deep voice said. A loud noise reverberated throughout the hall. The accent turned into a deafening silence. He could not even hear the sound of the wind blowing or the sound of the lions.

The demon slowly turned around. The sunlight streaming in through the stained glass mirrors the demon's slender body and it feels as if it is shaking back and forth.

"No...Father...I don't think so..." A worried smile appeared on his face. His deep blue eyes stared at the red devil, which spread its wings as if always ready to soar.

“Do you want to try and catch it?” he asked, stepping closer. The church rector accidentally took a step back in the face of the pressure coming from his body.

"It's not better...I don't think it's very good..." He continued to smile. Even though his brows furrowed in tension.

Immediately, the church doors closed and locked. Karamatsu was startled and turned around to look. door in shock

"What are you going to do, Dad?" He didn't finish. The red demon flapped its wings and approached the monk who was practicing precepts. Black feathers from the crows that had flown in from the windows floated all over the church. The young priest's eyes widened before he backed up.

“Don't come in!” he said before running out the back of the church. The demon stood in the same place with a victorious smile on his face.

immediately to run away The door suddenly slammed shut. When going out the window The windows closed one by one until they were all closed. The clean-cut rector ran to his room. But as soon as he stepped in, he turned back to the church hall.

The demon tilted his head and smiled from the middle of the church before speaking in an amused tone.

"Did you come back to me~?"

“What exactly do you want!? My father gave me a place to stay. Father also gave me food. Why do you..."

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose up in the room. The wind was so strong that I couldn't help but raise my arms to cover my eyes. He felt as if the world was spinning. His legs were frozen in place and even his arms were being pulled. The sound of objects colliding with each other sounded frighteningly around him.

"Osomatsu!?" he shouted in fear. Soon the stormy wind blowing in the room gradually calmed down.

When I open my eyes The rector of the church saw that the church was still in its original condition. He gasped in terror. before he was pulled from behind.

"wait a minute!!!? U..!!?” Blue eyes widened in shock as he was pulled into a hug. The Scarlet Demon slowly unbuttoned the cumbersome black Cassok uniform, even though doing so caused his skin to burn. “Let go of Dad! Osomatsu! What are you going to do!?”

The slender body tried to shake itself off. But the demon persisted in unbuttoning the priest's thirteen buttons. And when successful He immediately shook off his slender figure from his disrespectful priest's uniform.

“In front of the statue of the Holy God,” the red demon twitched an amused smile. "You will be mine."

Blue eyes widened in fear. The body under the shirt that was still on him shook violently.

"Stop it!! Release Father!!" The young priest shook the demon off. He ran to the church door and opened it.

There was nothing outside...just black. A black room as far as the eye can see...

Karamatsu's breath hitched. He didn't dare go out now. He felt a scream. The roar of animals and something he didn't recognize was so uncomfortable and terrifying that he couldn't even step over.

The demon flew down and hugged his waist.

"How are you? Beautiful, right?” He smiled brightly. A warm hand slipped under his clean white shirt. "'Hell'."

The demon had never felt as satisfied in his life as he did this time.

He had seen the expressions of the people whose country had been destroyed because of his speech to the king of a country. The country soon fell because of the king who killed the people. An expression of fear and hopelessness It's food that makes him stronger.

But this time, just one person Just trampling on a single human made him feel extremely satisfied and happy. The expression of a man with a pure white spirit The countenance of a servant of God is abominable. He is afraid and hopeless about his fate and fate.

It felt so good to trample that fragile body in front of the Illusory Statue. It felt extremely good to see that blazing white soul being shrouded in darkness, even though it was painful to directly touch the pure white soul.

delicious...

It's so delicious that you can't resist eating it many times.

Tears, screams The body that was hidden under the black cassock was trembling. The soul that was shattered by the lack of important precepts A feeling of fear, revenge, and anger was sent to him. as food for him

"I'm going to kill you... you demon..." A trembling voice mixed with sobs sounded. echoing in the hall

The church rector's soul had completely turned black...

The demon sucked and licked his own fingertips after finishing a large meal. The tainted rector of the church's soul was swallowed in half.

"I only ate half of your soul...but I'll leave the other half for you to live on..."

He smiled. It felt strange when he saw those bright blue eyes staring at him.

"Why...why..." His frail, frail body trembled. The voice used to deliver sermons to the villagers was hoarse and filled with despair. "Why did you do this..."

The demon smiled.

“Tarnishing a pure soul. It's going to be so much fun~" He smiled widely. "Plus it's delicious~ even more delicious than normal spirits~"

"Kill me...kill me...fuck me," Karamatsu moaned pathetically and angrily. His eyes widened and he stared at the demon as if he was going crazy.

But the demon smiled.

"Let your life be lived with resentment...let your soul cultivate more disgust..." He spread his wings. The injury marks on the wings were gone. "Then collect the total later. It's both delicious and a lot more fun~"

Then it flew away, just like when it fell.

"The Contaminated Priest?"

A deep voice said in the dark room. Purple eyes glittered in the endless shadows.

"Really interesting."

He continued before smiling, revealing sharp teeth lined in his mouth.

“As disgusting as Osomatsu. But it is much more honorable than that one.”

The figure slowly stepped out of the darkness. Black patent leather shoes were transformed into high heels. The fluttering hem of the cloth turned out to be a Hubbit slit up the side all the way to the hips.

"You'd better go find..."

“My name is Ichimatsu. pleased to meet"

0w0

Hehehe

Uh huh.

Ah-ah.

I'm so embarrassed. There's no more.///////

It's the first OSO fic that has been posted on Dek Dee. In the beginning, I always put it in Google Docs. But this time I felt like I couldn't bear it. Please let me be a good kid. 5555555555555