I Was Reborn as a Saintess, but I'm a Succubus?

1v1 in stages, with frequent shifts between stages

Yuri is a succubus, a purebred one, with horns on her head, a tail behind her, and wings lined with barbs.

But after transmigrating, she becomes the latest saintess of the Church of Light. Her body is forcibly filled with holy power, and every day she has to lead mass, purify evil spirits, and hear the confessions of believers... all while starving until stars dance in her eyes.

"The Saintess is as pure and flawless as ever today," her maids say, blushing.

But she slumps in her chair, her tail drooping. "If I don't get something to eat soon, I'll do something that ruins my reputation."

Her words prove prophetic.

One night, Yuri, lightheaded with hunger, sneaks into the confessional to look for snacks and runs into the rarely seen Pope.

His silver hair cascades like a waterfall. His lashes are lowered, his collarbones faintly visible beneath his white robes, and he carries the crisp scent of sacred wood.

Starving, Yuri completely loses her reason. By the time she comes to, she's pinned the Pope beneath her, greedily savoring the fragrant taste of food from his mouth.

The Pope gives a muffled groan, his fingertips trembling as they grasp the tip of Yuri's tail, which she can no longer hide.

"Child, do you know what the punishment is for defiling the Pope?"

Yuri wipes the corner of her mouth, her gaze sincere. "Can you put it on my tab for now? I'm not full yet."

The whole world believes the Saintess is pure and flawless. Only Yuri knows that every night she agonizes over whom to steal a kiss from for her next meal.

Will it be the red-haired, golden-eyed dragon lady; the sweet-smiling noblewoman with a vicious streak; the saint's own private desire, a knight who only dares to watch from afar; the sharp-tongued, naturally blunt elf princess; the frail, capricious witch; or the clingy snow woman who melts at a touch?

Message: Live toward the light.