[Spirit of Lust] Chapter 71: An important visit reveals deep secrets. (Patreon)

William swallowed. After what had happened, his first thoughts of who the person knocking might be didn’t lead anywhere pleasant.

‘Do you feel anything from there?’

‘I told you, I’m exhausted. I have no idea what whoever is behind the door wants.’

Will stood up from his seat and grabbed the only thing he had that he dared use as a weapon: a broom.

‘Very manly.’

‘Shut up.’

He could’ve gotten a knife, but that seemed too drastic. So with broom in hand, he approached the door and looked through the peephole. What he saw… confused him. It was a beautiful, young Asian woman with auburn hair and a bob haircut. Her eyes were narrowed and she looked nervous, looking behind her every so often.

‘Don’t lower your guard just because she’s hot.’

‘I…! Yes.’

Will slowly opened the door, but the moment he did, the woman pushed it open and forced her way inside, closing it by leaning her back on it as soon as she was in.

“What the hell!?” Will exclaimed, raising his broom.

“Wait! Wait! I’m not here to harm you!” the woman said, waving her hands in front of her. “I’m here to help! Or ask for help! Or… or… Ugh! I know you’re possessed by an evil spirit!” she quickly blurted out.

“What!?”

‘Evil spirit!? I take offense to that!’

“Okay, lady, start explaining. What the fuck?”

“I saw you getting beat on the street and followed you here!” she started. “I’m desperate and I need your help!”

“That doesn’t explain much,” he said, pointing the broom at her as if it were a spear. It didn’t make for a very intimidating sight, sadly, especially since he was still only in his boxers. It did make the woman eye him up and down, which he had to admit he liked.

“I… I know this is sudden! Really! But… I have no one else to turn to!”

‘Fuuuuck. I hate not knowing what she’s thinking! How do you deal with this every day of your life?’

‘With great anxiety.’

Will took a better look at the woman. She was pretty and busty, wearing a white and tight sweater that showed her curvy figure. Her eyes were dark brown, and she still looked very agitated.

“Why do you say I have an evil spirit inside me?”

“I felt hints of its power,” she said, looking past Will and towards the bed behind the shelf, where Ruth was still sleeping. “You were badly hurt, weren’t you? You used… the spirit’s sex powers to heal yourself using that girl back there, didn’t you?”

“‘Using’ is a strong word…” Will answered, then chided himself for admitting to it. “Dammit…”

“Please, hear me out. I know things that’ll be of use to you! You want to know more about Jack Evans, right?”

Will’s body froze. “H-How do you know?”

“I told you, I saw you getting beat on the street. I heard the things the other boy told you. Truth is… I was following him.”

Okay, things were getting very weird.

‘What do you think?’

‘I don’t have the strength to use my powers on her. You’ll have to either trust her or throw her out. Thing is, she already knows where you live, so… might as well hear her out?’

“Sit down,” Will said, lowering the broom and gesturing towards the sofa.

“Thank you,” the woman smiled. “But first… could you please put some clothes on?” she asked with burning cheeks.

“Oh…”

‘I don’t need my powers to know she likes what she sees.’

‘Not the time, Ishtar.’

‘Sure, but there will be time later.’

‘I swear…’

Will put on a t-shirt and sweatpants and took a seat next to the Asian woman after offering her a glass of juice, which she accepted gratefully. She took a small sip and started.

“My name is Nanami Nakano. You are…?”

“William Sawyer,” he introduced himself, and after a second of consideration, added “The spirit’s name is Ishtar.”

Nanami blinked and seemed taken aback. “Y-You talk to the spirit?”

“We’re friends now.”

“I… I see.” It looked like she was taking a moment to get used to the idea, but soon a small smile settle on her lips as she nodded to herself. “If you’re aware of the spirit, it means you believe in the supernatural, right?”

“I guess?”

“Then, will you believe me if I say I’m part of an organization that hunts spirits like… your friend and that’s why I can feel a bit of its power?”

“HAH!?”

‘HAH!?’

“Or more like… I WAS part of such an organization,” Nanami grimaced and bit her lip in frustration. “Only a couple of months ago… that organization was destroyed.”

“D-Destroyed?” Will swallowed.

“The supernatural exists, as you’re aware. My organization worked in secret to keep these matters from interfering and harming normal people. But two months ago… Most of our people were killed, and others completely disappeared.” Her voice cracked, and she obviously looked like she was pushing herself. “The reason was the man you’re interested in, Jack Evans. He, like yourself, is a man who is possessed by an evil spirit.”

Wait, what?

‘Another spirit…?’

“Only his is not one that gets its powers from sex,” Nanami continued. “The organization called it… the Spirit of Sloth.”