The Convent of the Holy Maiden

Preface:

—He will desecrate purity

"I like reading erotic novels..." Elhwa thought to himself, lying on the bed, breathless and hastening his actions at hand. His mind gradually became a blur due to excitement, yet his left hand still held tightly onto the book, his eyes stuck on the words.

Having grown up to this age, he still hadn't had a girlfriend, nor did he have much money in his pockets. Besides reading erotic novels and masturbating, how else could he satisfy his sexual desires?

This world is ruled by those in power. They can play with all sorts of beauties at will, committing all sorts of lewd acts, yet they never care about how the weak should release their long-suppressed desires. Some naturally vile individuals even find various reasons to suppress the normal desires of the young, putting all the blame on the weak, as if developing sexual desires at a certain age is the fault of the young people.

To avoid living a repressed life, boys who can afford it may spend money to pursue girls, but boys like Elhwa, who are neither rich nor handsome, have only this one path to take.

On the floor in front of the bed was a dismantled electrical socket. Since the socket was broken and Elhwa wanted to stay up reading, he had disassembled it, placed it on the floor, and plugged in the desk lamp's power cord to continue reading the book.

The book in his hand tells a story set in a monastery filled with beautiful young women. There, the protagonist can desecrate purity and play with those pure, beautiful girls at will, doing whatever he likes.

As an ambitious Eastern boy, Elhwa naturally liked Western girls. Whether blond, black-haired, brown-haired, or red-haired, he wanted to be with them. But fate was unjust; to this day, he had not met a kind-hearted Western beauty willing to let him, nor even an unattractive Eastern woman. Thus, he remained a virgin, living by the gun, so to speak. He could only rely on such novels to sink into daydreams, satisfying his fantasies.

Outside the window, a meteor streaked across the sky. Elhwa quickly clasped his palms together, holding the book, silently praying and devoutly making a wish.

Despite how satisfying it was to read novels and masturbate, the urge to urinate would still disrupt the mood. Elhwa finally couldn't withstand the distention in his lower abdomen any longer, reluctantly putting down the novel, and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

The ground was covered with patches of white fluid, a result of the novel being too enthralling, causing Elhwa to masturbate several times, splattering onto the floor and leaving a large spot of white "chicken soup."

Overindulgence in masturbation left Elhwa pale and weak. Combined with the discomfort of a full bladder, he slipped on his shoes after getting out of bed and ran toward the bathroom. After just a few steps, he suddenly slipped, stepping into his own "chicken soup" and falling forward. By bad luck, the dismantled socket lay right beneath his lower abdomen. Elhwa fell to the ground, his penis landing directly on the socket, instantly inducing a distinct and intense stimulation.

His body vibrated violently, his buttocks bouncing up and down as if on springs. His penis emitted a "zzz" sound, sparks flew, and like a turkey, it performed a touching dance.

As Elhwa's lower body danced, he lay prone on the floor, his face turned to one side, his vacant eyes watching the window and the meteor passing across the sky outside.

Before losing consciousness, the last thought that arose in his mind was: "The newspaper said that masturbation is harmful to health, and it turns out it is true."

The light beside the bed flickered intensely, illuminating the book cover on the bed, with a bold title on it: "The Convent of the Holy Maiden"!