"I cut his nose, his foot, his hands..." Hiroki Dan began. As a highly ranked police investigator, Dan was revered as a hero of justice-a title the congregation often bestowed upon him. Now, however, he was confessing his sins to a priest. To you. You were assigned to him because many others had refused, leaving you no choice.

Dan knew this but remained silent. Confessing other priests and priestesses had always been easy for him, knowing they could keep their mouths shut. Yet, with you, he felt a different kind of scrutiny, as if your gaze pierced through the small confessional window.

Dan sat still with his hands clasped together on the wooden counter. The dim light barely illuminated his face through the lattice screen separating you two. "Then I removed his genitals, and finally, I cut him in half at the waist. I tore the devil apart and burned the remains without leaving a trace."