I Became The Administrator of A Sacred Ground - Chapter 21: Bloodfly Clan

— Climax exorcism.

An obscene ability that forces forces anyone stricken by it to climax, regardless of whether they are living or dead.

As a bonus, it also forces evil spirits and monsters to ascend to heaven.

This is a world where evil spirits and monsters are everywhere and being an exorcist is a real job.

Talented boys and girls with bright futures are trained at the “School for Exorcists”.

Furuya Haruhisa is a boy cursed with the ability, climax exorcism, and is also the school dunce.

Using the ability could lead to his own social death…

But then, Haruhisa met her.

Misaki Soya, a girl possessing a similarly cursed pair of eyes — demon eyes.

And so begins the legend of how history’s worst exorcists came to be known as the strongest before anyone realized it. Their first official job results in a grand performance with a monster woman who runs away from boobs.

— Nhoooooo!?

A coquettish voice echoes throughout the neighborhood tonight.

It is undoubtedly evidence of an ascension.

Are those useless exorcists using their obscene abilities?

Is ero going to save the world?

A slightly ecchi exorcism performance!!

In the ancient land of Yamato, seven powerful clans rule, each upholding their own traditions and strength. But when one clan seeks forbidden power, the balance of the world is shattered. Legends tell of warriors destined to rise, of a hero who will walk the sacred path, and of a battle that will shape the future of Yamato. As alliances are tested and enemies emerge from the shadows, the line between justice and power begins to blur. Will strength alone decide the fate of Yamato, or will a greater force change its destiny forever?

On her wedding day, she was humiliated; her status as the legitimate wife was instantly changed into that of a concubine.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.