"....."

Looking nervously around me, I found myself in the parking lot of a pretty big park in my neighborhood.

In sight were a few people carrying large luggage, probably heading to the same destination as me, although their reasons were different from mine.

"Ohoho, I can't wait."

"I know, I've been anxious as if I were young again."

"Guhehe, I wonder what I'll get!"

"...."

In this group, I was definitely the youngest and there didn't seem to be anyone else my age.

The ages of the people were all different, most were between 20 and 30, but there were also some who looked like grandparents on their way to a trip.

"..."

It seemed like such a calm and mundane scene...

"Uuff...."

....But if what the note said was true, then this scene was more disturbing than it seemed in reality.

"I must stay calm..."

As the time of departure approached, anxiety began to set in. I wanted to believe my life wouldn't be in any danger, but if it was revealed that I didn't sympathize with the teachings of this kind of... cult, then I could be harmed or even "erased" by their hands.

I haven't even told my parents the truth, so I don't think I can get any help during the holidays... Or rather, asking for help is not an option.

(Are you okay...?)

(Fear...?)

(....Everything's fine)

"...."

Even with these straw dolls, I can't be sure that everything will be okay, after all, although it is true that they have all kinds of capabilities, it seems they have no offensive abilities, besides being very vulnerable, but....

"That's right... Phew... everything will be fine."

...Even with their disadvantages, they have advantages that make up for those shortcomings, such as hiding in the shadows or communicating telepathically at a distance, which gave me a little more peace of mind.

Also, to make this trip I had to lie to my parents, saying I was going on a school trip to the beach, showing a brochure and a teacher's verification to confirm it; fortunately, for some reason, the literature club advisor played along with me along with all the members of her club easily, without asking for any information, to deceive my parents.

Of course, I feel bad for having deceived them to get the money for the trip there, the stay, and the return; however, when I think that this is to rescue and escape with Saffi back home, I calm down. But I have to pay it back when everything is over.

(Vroom!)

Finally, the bus arrived on time; it looked like a simple small bus like the ones soccer teams take when they go on a trip and, apparently, it only has capacity for a dozen people at a time.

"Good luck to everyone! If you are in search of a pilgrimage, please, come."

When the bus stopped, a woman about 30 years old, with short hair and glasses, got out of the passenger seat wearing formal office clothes.

"What good luck!"

"Hello again! How have you been?"

"Oh, my grandson is so cute, but... I guess the town down below isn't good. I've been telling my son and his wife about this fabulous religion, but..."

"Hehe, it's okay. I'm sure he'll understand in time."

"That's true."

Listening dazed to the conversations of the people scattered around, I let myself go so as not to arouse suspicion until the woman noticed me.

"Greetings! Is this your first time here? Please, show me your application."

"Greetings. I beg you."

"Yes, umm... Ah, you're the boy who didn't come to the meeting and just showed up at the platform for this trip."

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"Oh my God, that's weird."

"Umm... I wanted to change..."

"I see. Mmm, that's great. I'm sure happiness will come to you."

In that way, I greeted her somewhat awkwardly, managing to not raise suspicion while holding my bag firmly on my lap, being aware that inside was a strange frying pan that since its acquisition had not stopped whispering words to me at night, which is why I understood that it must have something special even if it only looked like a simple frying pan.

Thus an hour of a cramped trip with strangers passed until we reached a parking lot in the middle of a forest.

(Vroom!)

I had no idea where I was. We had passed through mountain roads to get to this place.

"....."

There were no shops or houses nearby.

(This is the place...)

The parking lot was big, but there were only a few cars parked there.

(....She must be here)

On the other side of the parking lot, I could see a white building surrounded by a large fence.

(Wait for me...)

At first glance, it looked like a hospital. A large hospital on top of a mountain.

(I'm coming to help you, Saffi!)

As we walked in a line in front of the door that was before us, I solidified my will.

"Okay, everyone, let's go."

The woman, who was leading the group, pressed the intercom next to the door, and the large doors of the building opened, which is why another person came out.

"...."

The walk from the entrance to the door was quite long, easily more than 10 steps, until I finally entered the grounds of this sect with my heart pounding the whole time...

"?!"

The interior was not a hospital, as one would expect. After the entrance there was no waiting room, but a rather luxurious lobby that reminded me of a hotel or a small clinic-style building.

"....."

And in the hall there were many women dressed in what looked like old nurse uniforms.

They wore pure white short-sleeved dresses with a light greenish-blue apron over them, and there were also long tables set up, with a nurse waiting on each side.

"Those who are returning with experience, please, go to your rooms. If it is your first time, please, approach the instructor at their desk."

With those words as a signal, everyone began to move.

(Dispersal)

(Yes!)

(Yes!)

(Yes!)

According to the information in the letters, one-third of the people disappeared in the back of the building. So, taking advantage of the moment, I gave an order to the straw dolls, using their telepathic ability and the closeness among other visitors, to disperse into the shadows of the others without attracting attention.

"Ford, is Ford here?"

Then, the women dressed as nurses, called instructors, began to shout names one after another. Attracted by their voices, the other believers headed to their respective desks, dispersing until it was my turn.

"I'm here."

Hearing the instructor's voice calling my name, I gathered my energy and headed in that direction.

"Hello, Ford. I'm Aline, your instructor. I hope we get along from now on."

"Y-yes, thank you very much."

"Hehe, there's no need to be so nervous, okay? Ah, but I see, Ford hasn't come to the meeting yet because you came in through the platform, so you must be nervous, right? But it's okay. We accept everyone as long as they follow the teachings here carefully."

Despite Aline's kind words, I felt a strong will deep within them that contrasted with the will I have in coming to this place.

"Yes... Thank you very much."

Responding in that way, I gripped my bag tightly, trying to follow her.

....But

"Oh, please, leave your bag on this desk. It's okay, we'll provide you with a change of clothes and everything else, so don't worry. If you have your wallet or mobile phone in your pocket, put them in this basket too, okay?"

Aline's words were once again soft, but powerful enough to leave no room for discussion, much less denial.

As proof of this, Aline, still smiling, carefully inspected the pockets of my pants and the chest pocket of my shirt, snatching everything I had with me, at which point the only thing I could do was glance at the bag in the basket with helplessness before following her into the interior of the building, moving away from that frying pan.

(Are you there?)

(....No problem)

(Here...)

(I'm... okay...)

However, to my fortune, the straw dolls seemed to remain hidden in the shadows of other visitors without being discovered, so at least I was not totally unarmed or out of options.

"This will be your room."

In the end, the room they took me to was really small. The single bed takes up about 70% of the room and, really, there's nothing there besides the bed, the desk, and the closet.

"..."

There isn't even a chair, so to use the desk I have to sit on the bed.

"....."

It was good not to share a room with anyone, but there was so little that it made me feel uncomfortable. White walls and wooden floors. A wooden desk the same color as the floor. A narrow closet at the foot of the bed.

"Go ahead."

But before I could continue analyzing it, Aline opened the closet where the top part was for hanging clothes, and the bottom, a shelf with clothes already hung inside, which seemed to be the same ones I brought.

"Please, change first."

Aline said that while quickly preparing my clothes and underwear.

"!!"

But despite my shock at the situation, Aline seemed to be used to it and things were progressing at a rapid pace.

At that moment, I was nervous being alone with a woman in a small room.

Besides, Aline is young, very beautiful, and, above all, she has quite large breasts.

The apron has a cut below the chest that really accentuates her large breasts. Also, when she bent over as she was doing now, her chest pressed against her knees, which made it look even more impressive.

The shape of her legs and buttocks could be clearly seen as the skirt clung tightly to them.

(NTR...?)

(Tell... Mom...?)

(....Pervert)

"?!"

However, while I was engrossed in admiring the lines of Aline's body, I felt a shiver that chilled my blood when I heard the words of the straw dolls, which brought me back to my senses.

"Okay, let's get undressed."

"Eh..."

"Hehe, it's nothing. Here we all wear the same clothes. The one you're wearing now has dirt from the town down below, so let's take it off."

After saying those words that took me off guard, she began to take off her clothes as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Um, well, I can do it myself...!"

"Mmm? No way! At the beginning, instructors must help you change. Everyone does it, so it's fine, it won't hurt."

What's going on?! I'm sure it's not just children who come. In fact, I'm supposed to be the youngest. ...Maybe because I'm the youngest they're treating me like an overly grown-up child? Actually, Aline is in charge of small children, but since there were no small children among the new participants this time, did they put her in charge of me? And is this just her habit?

I thought hard, but I couldn't find a good reason. In the end, I was left in only my underwear.

I thought she would leave the room at that point, but to my surprise, Aline reached out and grabbed the last pair of pants I had left.

"No! This is enough! I'll call you when I'm done changing."

Before Aline's long, thin fingers could hook onto the elastic of my underwear, her nails lightly touching the skin of my stomach on the verge of taking them off, I stopped her.

"Mmm? This is the most important part, right? It's okay, it's okay."

Faced with the temptation before me, as a man, I could barely resist....

"I can do it myself!"

However, sensing an ominous premonition that succumbing to such an act would bring dire results and resorting to my memories of Saffi to persevere, I managed to reject her advances without knowing.... That it would only be the beginning.