Fic Osomatsu-san [Dirty]

Story : Dirty

Paring : (Osomatsu x) Karamatsu x Ichimatsu

Writer : Adrien Heart

Twitter : @oni_neko

Page : Oni Neko

Rate : R-15

**Notice Me**

*This episode is a sequel to

Innocent

Will focus more on karaichi. Read old episodes here:

http://writer.dek-d.com/dek-d/writer/view.php?id=1429083

The corrupt bishop of the church has a nightmare.

Had nightmares about ugly and frightening demons.

But soon a new demon appeared before him.

and tempted to make a pact for 'revenge' again

"Karamatsu," a deep, sweet voice called out to the young man who was asleep under terrifying memories. His sleeping face looked distorted with anger and hate. As soon as he woke up, he was startled and looked at the person in front of him who had him laying on his lap with a confused look.

"...Ichimatsu?"

he called out, and when the smaller man nodded he relaxed.

“Dream again?” asked the nun with black and purple hair and a face that was unmistakably the same as a tainted priest. The young man slowly got up from resting his eyes and leaned against the tree with eyes that were no longer as bright as before.

"..." The church rector didn't answer. He looked languidly at the wide meadow framed by the pine forest.

“Turn around,” said the demon in the guise of a nun. A slender hand slowly guided the handsome face in front of him to turn and look at him. He stared into the priest's eyes. and found it hopeless towards everything in the world

delicious...

The young priest saw it and turned away.

"You make a face like that one..." he said before looking away. The demon nun who was smiling laughed softly.

"So it's a demon…" he said, pulling Cassok closer by the collar of his shirt. “It's time to give the medicine. Bishop Karamatsu~"

The corrupted priest weakly closed his eyes as a signal to the demonic nun to do as she pleased. The same faces smiled in satisfaction. A slender palm gently cupped his cheek and began to caress until it was tight. Soon he bent down to place a light kiss on the rector's lips without hesitation.

The soul threads gradually merged together, forming a rope, and sent it into the mouth of the corrupted priest. Holding the spirit in place So that he wouldn't have to search for his missing half.

Blue's eyes widened slightly as he no longer felt the rope. He made a contract with Ichimatsu. Let this demon keep his spirit from going out to find the demon Osomatsu. In exchange, he would give the most delicious soul to the demon lord.

"Ichimatsu...isn't it finished?" he asked, trying to move away as a young demon in a nun's outfit licked his lips. Ichimatsu smiled slightly before he spread his wings.

"I want to eat food."

The dirty priest stared at the purple demon's wings. Before slowly lifting the hem of the other party's skirt like every time.

Ichimatsu is an Incubus. They met a few weeks after the incident with Karamatsu.

On that day, Karamatsu was suffering from a pain in his chest. No matter how many doctors come to take care of you or give you medicine. The pain didn't go away. The water god came to see him again. and said that it was because half of his soul had disappeared. And they're crying out for each other

Karamatsu lost his mind. He ran out of the church that night.

and met a demon who looked exactly like him again

Just like Osomatsu

He thought about the events of that day and fainted.

When he awoke again, he found himself in his room with a floating purple demon staring at him from a close distance. His face was completely still, barely showing any expression. And he spoke

"I can relieve your suffering."

"Come make a contract with me."

And on that day, Father Karamatsu overturned his own cross. and fully transcend into the shadows

“Look, that's the corrupted priest.”

“Is that human still wearing a uniform? Even though you really have come to be one of us."

"You see that half of your soul is missing, right?"

"Really disgusting."

And he saw the demons that lurked in the shadows of men. Waiting to live life amidst desires and desires

But Ichimatsu was different.

"Ah~ Karamatsu...that's right~"

No matter how bad he said or how he refused. The demon in the form of a nun was always beside him.

Um...well, we made a promise here.

Run your palm along the base of the wings. He slammed into his body as if he had been angry for a long time. Touch your beautiful body with illusion without restraint.

Falling into the dark world Stuck in the mud as if he would die soon.

"Hey, why are you giving me your soul?"

The demon asked after finishing his work. Her slender hips moved wildly after changing from lying on the dirty but soft ground to leaning against a tree.

Priest Karamatsu wrote down all thirteen buttons. He turned to look at the mischievous demon with his chin staring at him as if hoping for an answer.

He brushed away the dirt stains on the hem of the cloth.

"Because I don't want to give my soul to 'that' again," Karamatsu said matter-of-factly. Ichimatsu's expression changed slightly. He wasn't sure if it was positive or negative. He didn't want to care anymore. "And you, why do you want my soul as food?"

The purple demon slowly got up. He brushed the dirt off the slit of his skirt and came to a stop next to the defiled priest.

"Why~?"

His lips split into a smile, showing sharp fangs. before walking to the church The bishop looked straight at the thin back of the nun's dress, which was being blown about by the wind.

The church rector followed slowly until he overtook him. A larger hand grabbed the slender palm that was waving as it walked, causing its owner to turn around suspiciously.

Warm lips landed on the back of the demon's hand without warning. Ichimatsu, who was puzzled by this wordless act, realized what had happened to him and was taken aback.

The demon's violet eyes looked at the handsome face still nestled in his hand with mixed feelings. It wasn't long before the rector of the church raised his head and took his delicate hand in his and pulled it in as if to pray.

"Thank you...Ichimatsu."

They returned to the church where they had been before. The once clean and devout church had now become a deserted church. The wooden chair was broken and shattered. Dirt and rolling stones covered the floor. Even the stained glass was shattered.

"Ichimatsu," he called out to the demon who followed behind him. The owner of the slender figure folded his arms over his chest before sighing softly.

"What's wrong, Karamatsu? Don't tell me you're not happy here?"

Some people spoke plainly. But the church rector shook his head and said simply.

"I want to kill that guy."

The young Incubus raised his eyebrows and looked at his strong back, which was trembling. In this hall where he was trampled It was in this hall that he encountered a red demon. And it was where he lost faith in the world. No matter how many times you come back The bishop of a defiled church will always tremble and cry.

“The situation is truly pitiful,” said the demon who had made a contract with him. His cold hand reached out and touched the palm that was starting to feel hot and trembling, before holding it tightly. "I'm going to kill him. Don't worry."

Not sure how or when it happened. But Ichimatsu, the demon of lust, has fallen in love with the corrupt bishop of a church

The increasing jealousy caused the purple demon's pain to multiply. He wanted to free Karamatsu. and wants to possess only him

He didn't understand why Karamatsu still lived here even though it was such a painful place. But Ichimatsu didn't want to force Karamatsu much. Karamatsu also seemed annoyed when he talked about moving.

"I think that guy will come back..." Karamatsu held onto that soft hand. Those blue eyes that had previously burned out burned brightly again. "Of course I want to see the look on that guy's face when he found out my soul wasn't his anymore."

Ichimatsu held Karamatsu's hand tightly.

I don't want Karamatsu to remind me of anyone. I don't want to talk about anyone. Or even look at anyone

What should I do?

Ichimatsu clenched his fists tightly.

"Karamatsu," and he tugged at the hem of the young priest's cassock.

The owner of the name turned to look at him with dim eyes. It made the demon's heart clench in a strange, uncomfortable way.

Uncomfortable not being in the spotlight

Uncomfortable being made to look like just a doll.

"I am hungry"

It's just a circular cycle.

No matter what day it is, the cycle always starts with anger, hate, and hatred and ends with lust.

Ichimatsu sat on the bed. The fake nun's clothes were taken off and piled on the floor, revealing a beautiful body that any woman or even a man would want to stare at. The full moonlight shining in from the stained glass mirror reflected on the white skin, making it even more mesmerizing.

Making love in the hall...just like that guy...

"How much do you love me, Karamatsu?"

He said softly before smoothing a strand of hair from the priest who was curled up next to him. The purple eyes stared back as if looking deep into the sky.

"Even though that doctor actually caused that much pain."

Suddenly the picture in front of me became blurry. The eyelids slowly closed in order to slowly expel the water droplets from the eyes.

When will it be me?

Why can't it be me...?

Who said the cycle ends with sex?

Ended with tears...

That night the rector of the contaminated church had a nightmare.

Nightmares of hideous demons The devil who stole his innocence from him.

He who screamed in the middle of the church Scream until your voice is hoarse. But the demon lord still had no mercy on this act.

Anger and anger simmered with every second that this was done. Those pitiful eyes like those of a baby deer turned into angry eyes, ready to turn and kill at any moment.

Suddenly everything stopped. The young priest was freed from his tight bonds. He turned around and found that the demon had disappeared.

"....Karamatsu"

A familiar voice called from ahead. The tainted priest turned around and saw the false nun kneeling with a relaxed smile.

"Ichi...?" he muttered, not wanting to be seen in this state. But before saying anything The Demon Lord of Lust spoke up first.

"I can kill it."

before raising a palm that was covered in blood Instantly, the young demon's body transformed into a body that had been slashed down by thousands of weapons, until blood was everywhere.

"Karamatsu...you don't have to be in pain anymore."

Blue eyes widened in the darkness. He was still sleeping in the hall in the same place. Having nightmares and waking up early was not his type. Moreover, this time the demon that usually slept over him didn't wake him up when he was stuck in a nightmare.

He looked to the place beside him where Ichimatsu was supposed to be. and found a clean white body curled up as expected.

Demons normally don't sleep...but what caused him to sleep so deeply?

He thought before smoothing the strands of hair that fell over the face of the young demon who was exactly like him. His sleeping face was more attractive than when he was awake, which used to show off his demonic expression like that terrible demon.

"Ichimatsu...sorry," he muttered before smiling.

A church president who never clings.

Ichimatsu was like a light to him.

Bishops of churches who have fallen into darkness no longer need the light.

However, he couldn't let go of this light...

"But...thank you."

It was as if there were chains that tightly bound the red devil and the fallen church bishop.

Can't escape. Even if you close your eyes, you can still see like that.

“Want to be set free.” The purple demon heard this request from the bottom of his heart.

However, the purple demon himself was also bound by invisible chains.

uncle...

When will this vicious cycle end?

When will anyone stop this spinning gear?

The red demon sitting on his personal throne looked towards somewhere. Beside his body was a half-black soul confining jar of someone bound by chains.

The red devil's lips curled up into a mischievous smile before he spoke in an icy voice.

"Until we die."

Until we all breathe together

END

Why don't we connect?

Why would it end there?

But still came to write another chapter (...........)

Oh, do I understand the feeling that the hormones are raging? Hey, I should probably keep writing. If I keep writing, it'll probably be really hot.

So I've been lurking and writing for five days...heh heh.

This time it's really over. If I were to summarize the life cycle of this story, it would be like this.

Ozo doesn't love Kara.

Kara loves Oso

Ichi loves Kara.

It's like this.

I apologize if the characters didn't turn out the way they should. Because we imagine our habits to come out like this. I mean, I think everyone's personality isn't the same, but it's like, oh, it's hard to explain, haha.

Get it fresh.

think

AU

This personality of each character will probably never be the same. There would probably be an outline. But Itacarani really has a pure and clear imagination. When it became cloudy, it turned into Ichimatsu instead. Crazy hahaha (because I didn't think there would be a second part, so crazy;

w;)

Yep, I can explain it haha(.....)

Let's just say that the writing is finished. Now I don't plan on writing anymore.

Really

really

Believe it.

believe!!!!!(.....)