Have you ever heard of the adult game that was infamous online for being a total turn-off?
My Onahole Academy.
Ona-Aka for short.
With its polished art and vast story, it had shouldered all the expectations of the industry's most authoritative perverted gentlemen and critics. But after its release, it became a laughingstock, thanks to the bizarre meme that started circulating: "The King of Turn-Offs.'
The art? It was definitely well-drawn. The story? Not bad. And yet, the moment you got to that scene, it just wasn't arousing. It was one of those rare works where it's incredibly difficult to explain exactly why.
Was it a matter of taste? A cultural difference?
In any case, Ona-Aka was undeniably a commercial success. If it hadn't been popular, a meme mocking it would never have been born in the first place.
It was good publicity, so from the creator's perspective, it couldn't have been all that bad... or so I thought.
"Hey! You! Read that vicious comment you wrote out loud, right now!"
"..."
Apparently, she was quite offended.
Before me stood a petite, blonde beauty, fuming. Hovering in the air in front of my eyes was the original comment that had created the "King of Turn-Offs" meme.
How strange. The letters are floating.
"I said, read it! I bet you never thought you'd be summoned right in front of the person you insulted, did you? Hah, that's right, I'm the goddess who made this game! It's too late for regrets now!"
"It takes a special talent to make an adult game this unsexy."
"Agh!?"
The goddess, who had just demanded I read the malicious comment, nearly buckled at the knees before steadying herself.
I calmly continued reading the comment aloud.
"An indescribable aura of unsexiness envelops this entire work. If you're trying to abstain from fapping, I highly recommend it."
"Ugh...! Stop... Stop it...."
"...You told me to read it."
Where am I? If the blonde girl in front of me hadn't introduced herself as a goddess, I might have been able to pass this off as a situation where a woman in need of psychiatric help had broken into a typical studio apartment.
The problem was, this room wasn't one I remembered.
It was a completely unfamiliar space.
"Any guilt I might have had is gone now."
Her expression suddenly turned serious.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean it's too late for regrets."
"You already said that. And why would I have any regrets?"
The self-proclaimed goddess's words were cut off by the sound of footsteps.
"Oppa. It's time to wake up."
Knock, knock. A rap on the door.
When there was no reply, the doorknob turned without warning, accompanied by a small sigh.
"I'm coming in, okay?"
I couldn't even make a sound. I had no idea what was going on.
I don't have a younger sister. Especially not one as breathtakingly beautiful as this.
An innocent-looking, black-haired girl cautiously poked her head in and entered the room.
Her expression was stiff, and her voice was devoid of emotion as she called out to me.
"You were awake. Why didn't you say anything?"
Her eyes... she looked anxious about something.
As if she were looking at a criminal who was about to cause trouble at any moment.
When I shifted my posture to get out of bed, the girl flinched.
"Ah, I'll... I'll go downstairs first, then."
"Wait a minute."
"What is it?"
I gestured with my eyes as if to ask, Can't you see her?
The blonde woman standing right here. Isn't this strange?
Is she really a spiritual being? In the uncomfortable silence, the girl's brow just furrowed.
"...Am I your older brother?"
"..."
My question must have been strange, because she stared at me with a very odd expression.
This conversation isn't going anywhere....
As I made to get up, the pretty, black-haired girl hurried down the stairs.
The goddess giggled, looking at me as I stood there, bewildered.
"What do you think of Serena, seeing her in person? You still think she's a turn-off?"
I was starting to get a rough idea of the situation.
The name of the unrealistically beautiful girl who had just made a brief appearance was Serena.
And since the goddess was asking me if Serena was a turn-off, this had to be inside the game....
"Looking at that ugly mug of yours, it'd take you a thousand years to capture even one of my prized heroines! Pfft!"
The goddess's words and actions were turning my suspicion into certainty.
If that was the case, there was a misunderstanding I needed to clear up right away.
"Goddess."
"Hmph. What? Feeling like you want to apologize? It's too late, though."
I knew this arrogant blonde goddess possessed some kind of mysterious power.
So I told her the truth, as plainly as I could.
"I didn't write that."
"Eh?"
The goddess's eyes wavered violently.
"The review. I'm not the one who wrote it."
"Th-That's a lie. It's your account. I... I looked into it and everything...!"
"I lent the account to a friend. He begged me because his own account got banned."
"Wait a second!"
It seemed she was trying to verify the facts with her mysterious, magical power.
A moment later,
"I-I'm so, so sorryyyyyy!"
The goddess was prostrating herself before me.
-x-X-x-
The ill-fated, boner-killing masterpiece, OnaAka.
To be honest, I've never played it, so I wouldn't know. My roommate just rambled on about it without me even asking, so I only knew the gist of it.
Anyway, the guy loved to talk. After listening to all that TMI, I had only one thought about the "boner-killer" game.
This is great publicity.
My roommate was a lazy dumbass who'd poured his life into online forums. Whenever he found something he didn't like, he'd channel his inner critic and harp on the same topic for days on end.
So I could kind of understand why the Goddess was so pissed. Even I could see his tear-jerking (actually, disgusting) effort to frame the game as a "boner-killer."
I was shocked to be suddenly summoned to another world, but it seems the misunderstanding has been cleared up.
"Just send me back now."
"..."
Flinch. The Goddess's shoulders trembled.
"I have work tomorrow."
"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry... I've committed a sin worthy of death. Waaah...!"
"...What's there to be so sorry about? Just send me back to where I was."
"That's..."
The kneeling Goddess spoke, her eyes welling with tears.
"I can't..."
"..."
"In a fit of anger... hic... I used too much power... I can't ever..."'
"What?"
"Eek! I'm sorry!!"
As if realizing the gravity of her mistake, the Goddess prostrated herself on the floor again.
Then, as if struck by a realization, she snapped her head up.
"Ah!"
"Did you think of a way?"
[[The Goddess of Eroge] bestows her blessing!]
"Perks! I'll give you perks! This world isn't so bad. There are lots of pretty girls, and, and...!"
"No...! I said send me back!"
[[The Goddess of Eroge] raises your charm to its absolute limit]
[Mythical Power [Divine Body] acquired!]
[Mythical Power capacity limit: MAX]
[[The Goddess of Eroge] removes the capacity limit for Mythical Powers!]
[Mythical Power [Blood Seduction] acquired! Mythical Power [Lucky Pervert] acquired!]
"This too! And this! And this! I'll give you everything!"
"W-wait... This is too much!"
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!! Waaah!"
[Mythical Power [Personality Excretion] acquired! Mythical Power [Saintess's Protection] acquired! Mythical Power [Rule of Immortality] acquired!]
[Mythical Skill [Insight (Red)] acquired!]
I could tell, without even having to think about it, that she was showering me with a mountain of rare skills you could never hope to see through normal means.
She really is sorry. That's why I was able to calm down before my anger boiled over.
Finally, all I could see was the back of the Goddess's head, prostrated as if she would meekly accept whatever I said.
"Haaah..."
"I-I completely, totally eliminated the difficulty! How about you think of it as just enjoying a harem?"
"I'm a pure love kind of guy."
"..."
"This eroge is my friend's thing. To be honest, I hate harems."
Sex is the fruit of love.
Content that pursues violent, beast-like sexual relationships isn't really my cup of tea.
I just fell asleep tonight while watching something from my pure love collection.
I'm someone who has absolutely nothing to do with this eroge.
When I stated my preferences so firmly, the Goddess's face went pale.
"...It might be a difficult request, but..."
"A difficult request?"
"Starting today, could you maybe... ch-change your path... to a harem...? Please...? You can't...?" she sniffled, the blonde Goddess.
"..."
Tsk.
Should I give it a try? The little Goddess, who already looked like she was about to disappear under the weight of her guilt, seemed even more pitiful.
The fact that she'd recklessly used enough immense power to kidnap a person from another world "in a fit of anger" just meant one thing: she loved her creation so much that the negative comments had deeply hurt her.
There was something kind of cute about her.
"That bastard did seem to go a little too far."
"...Huh?"
"I like pretty girls, too."
It's just that building a burdensome harem isn't my style.
Living under the same roof with a pretty girl is a perfectly happy situation.
Ah. If it's an eroge, they probably aren't blood-related sisters, right?
"Then..."
"Alright, I'll give it a try."
I said "give it a try," fully conscious that this was, for all intents and purposes, a game.
But the Goddess seemed overjoyed.
"Uh, uhehe... In a way... you, Kim Sang-hyeok... might be the only player who can evaluate my true game without any preconceptions...!"
"..."
When did she find out my name...? Creepy.
"Is there anything I need to know? I've suddenly got a family I don't know... If there's a manual, let me have it."
"Even if you don't, you'll be perfectly fine now, Sang-hyeok!! Just jump right in and see for yourself!
Ehehe!"
She was now beaming, though the rims of her eyes were still red.
...Right. What manual? The right way to play a game is to just jump in and figure it out as you go.
After the Goddess vanished with a pop, I started by examining the room.
'A student ID.
Proof of enrollment at Essol Academy... I guess.
Looks like I'm a year ahead of my sisters. And my overall evaluation is listed as D-rank.
That can't be good!
I don't know what the original protagonist's background was, but being a D-rank as a second-year student probably makes me trash-tier.
'A clock.'
7:30.
I should probably head out, if only for the sister who woke me up. If we're a new family, we should get along.
I could feel my body tense slightly before I turned the doorknob.
A new world. A new family. A new life.
Who would have thought a curveball like this would be thrown into my life, where every day had been exactly the same?
"Ugh! This is so fucking annoying. Why do we have to take care of that bastard?"
"Stella, you're being too loud...! He'll hear you on the second floor."
"Let him hear. I can't even bring friends home because I'm so embarrassed of that idiot."
Are they talking about me? This is a rough start.
I almost gave up halfway down the stairs.
To be called an "idiot" by my own sister... I'm an only child, so I don't really know, but is this how siblings normally are?
"So you were hiding and listening? Get out here! You're so fucking creepy."
"Stella..."
"Mom's away on a business trip starting today. Maybe we should make a new rule that the idiot isn't allowed to even breathe in the same space as us."
Coming down the stairs, I formally met my two younger sisters.
Seeing her again, Serena was... incredibly beautiful.
And her figure was amazing.
Cute, black, bobbed hair and mysterious purple eyes. Her gentle, sweet face seemed to say it all.
She looks like the type who can't say anything mean to others... but... just standing there, she was erotic.
So this is what an eroge-optimized little sister is like.
....Her breasts are huge, too.
I only stole a glance out of the corner of my eye, worried it would be weird to stare, but even through her clothes, they were undeniably massive.
"..."
Stella was staring at me with wide, surprised eyes.
Despite the terrible first impression from her torrent of insults, she was just as beautiful as Serena.
Even the way she stood with her arms crossed, showing her hostility toward me.
Her brilliant blonde hair was tied in a side-tail, and her confident red eyes were a stark contrast to Serena's.
'As expected of an eroge...
...If word got out that two girls who look like this were living under one roof, scouts would be showing up every other day.
Whether for a girl group or as cheerleaders.
"...Oppa?"
Serena called to me, her eyes wide.
But of all the times I'd heard her say "Oppa," this one felt the most... full of curiosity and interest.
Just as I had been surprised by them, my sisters seemed surprised by their new older brother.
What do I say if they ask who I am? The Goddess. She must have handled this part properly, right?
"Serena."
I decided to ask again.
"Yes..."
I stepped closer.
Serena straightened her back and looked up at me, her eyes wide.
Her mouth was slightly parted as if in awe, and the way she blinked her eyes was cute.
"I'm your Oppa... right?"
"Yes... Y-Yes... That's right... You're my Oppa..."
Then Stella is my sister, too.
I turned to her, and the blonde girl flinched.
"You're my sister, Stella."
"..."
"You shouldn't say such harsh things to your Oppa."
"What..."
Stella seemed to be experiencing some kind of memory confusion.
Was it because my current self was so different from her old brother?
In any case, her first impression of her newly updated brother must not have been that of a pushover idiot, because she clamped her mouth shut and whipped her head away.
"I'm leaving."
"What about breakfast?"
"I'm not eating!"
Stella ran off coldly.
Left alone, Serena clasped her hands in front of her, fidgeting with her fingers and repeatedly stealing glances at my face.
"Serena?"
"...Ah, ah... Yes, Oppa..."
"Sorry to ask something weird, but... where was the bathroom again?"
Serena quickly pattered over to guide me.
By the way, the height difference is pretty significant.
"How tall are you?"
"One hundred fifty-s... No! One hundred sixty centimeters."
Then that means I must be close to 190 cm. 186? 187?
I've grown almost 15 cm...
No wonder the air I was breathing felt a little different.
"Alright. Thanks."
I closed the bathroom door and stood in front of the mirror.
....What the hell. Who is this ridiculously handsome face genius?"
A dry laugh escaped my lips at the absurd situation.
I think I understood now why my sisters had stammered so much when they saw me.
Any woman would be at a loss if a guy who looked like this approached her. It's like how your mind goes blank when a really beautiful woman suddenly appears in front of you.
I was fine, but only because I knew I was in a game with an unrealistic setting.
"Ugh!"
I looked at the filthy, yellowed-white t-shirt that looked like a floor rag and, disgusted, immediately threw it off.
Why was I wearing something like this?
Taking off the shirt revealed a sculpted body. I'd guessed from my broad shoulders, but my physique was incredibly beautiful.
Wow.
Serena straightened her back and looked up at me, her eyes wide.
Her mouth was slightly parted as if in awe, and the way she blinked her eyes was cute.
"I'm your Oppa... right?"
"Yes... Y-Yes... That's right... You're my Oppa..."
Then Stella is my sister, too.
I turned to her, and the blonde girl flinched.
"You're my sister, Stella."
"You shouldn't say such harsh things to your Oppa.'
"What..."
Stella seemed to be experiencing some kind of memory confusion.
Was it because my current self was so different from her old brother?
In any case, her first impression of her newly updated brother must not have been that of a pushover idiot, because she clamped her mouth shut and whipped her head away.
"I'm leaving."
"What about breakfast?"
"I'm not eating!"
Stella ran off coldly.
Left alone, Serena clasped her hands in front of her, fidgeting with her fingers and repeatedly stealing glances at my face.
"Serena?"
"...Ah, ah... Yes, Oppa..."
"Sorry to ask something weird, but... where was the bathroom again?"
Serena quickly pattered over to guide me.
By the way, the height difference is pretty significant.
"How tall are you?"
"One hundred fifty-s... No! One hundred sixty centimeters."
Then that means I must be close to 190 cm. 186? 187?
I've grown almost 15 cm...
No wonder the air I was breathing felt a little different.
"Alright. Thanks."
I closed the bathroom door and stood in front of the mirror.
...What the hell. Who is this ridiculously handsome face genius?"
A dry laugh escaped my lips at the absurd situation.
I think I understood now why my sisters had stammered so much when they saw me.
Any woman would be at a loss if a guy who looked like this approached her. It's like how your mind goes blank when a really beautiful woman suddenly appears in front of you.
I was fine, but only because I knew I was in a game with an unrealistic setting.
"Ugh!"
I looked at the filthy, yellowed-white t-shirt that looked like a floor rag and, disgusted, immediately threw.
it off.
Why was I wearing something like this?
Taking off the shirt revealed a sculpted body. I'd guessed from my broad shoulders, but my physique was incredibly beautiful.
Wow.
It was the first time I'd ever found myself losing track of time just by looking at a man's body.
Is this the [Divine Body]?
A genius face, a genius body... a genius dick.
This form, handsome right down to the dick, seemed to be my limited-edition skin for this game.
[Status Window]
[Kim Sang-hyeok
Lv. 1 (D)
Strength[5]
Agility [5]
Stamina [5]
Dexterity [5]
(Hidden) Charm [999]
Skills: [Insight (Red)]
Powers: Lucky Pervert, Personality Excretion, Blood Seduction, Saintess's Protection, Divine Body, Rule
of Immortality]
"Hmm."
That Goddess said she completely eliminated the difficulty. If that was her plan, wouldn't it have been easier to just raise my level to 9999?
I tried to figure out for myself why my stats were all 5 and why there weren't even descriptions for the perks.
'She said she created this world, right? In other words, the desire of an eroge developer.
She must have had a desire for the player to fully enjoy her game-even on easy mode.
If so, she must have thought it more appropriate to provide conveniences that let me enjoy the prepared events, rather than just giving me a real cheat that would let me one-shot the final boss.
'It seemed like she was just handing them out randomly, but she put some thought into it.... What a black-hearted pervert of a goddess.
Still, I have no interest in a harem. I just want to earn a lot of money through a decent, respectable job, marry a beautiful woman who loves me, have about three kids, and live a happy life together.
I guess I'll have no use for such a shady power.
But...
What is... Personality Excretion? Is it some kind of self-defense skill? I guess I'll have to try it out later.
-x-X-x-
Then there was Lucky Pervert and a bunch of other terms I didn't recognize.
The only thing I could barely guess at was that I was handsome thanks to a power called [Divine Body].
As for the rest, I didn't give a damn.
First, I needed a shower.
It was the first step toward not being the kind of older brother my pretty little sisters hated.
There's so much stuff in here'
As an only child, this was my first time living in a house with so many women, and frankly, I was flustered.
I casually reached for a bottle of shampoo.
ZAP!!
"Ugh!"
What the-that felt... a little more dangerous than static electricity. My whole body was tingling.
Looking in the mirror, I saw my eyes turn crimson as I began to understand what had just happened.
[Activating [Insight - Red]]
[Stella's Access Denial Barrier Magic]
[Power - D]
[Duration - C]
[Activation Condition - When that fucking asshole touches my stuff! ]
...
She put up a barrier just to keep me from touching her things?
I picked up the item next to it, and this time, an even stronger bolt of electrical magic shot through my body.
CRACKLE!
"Kuh!"
That... actually hurt.
Maybe I should just give up on showering and leave...
"Oppa. Is something wrong?"
Just then, Serena's gentle voice came from outside the door,
I could probably trust Serena.
"Do you know where my toiletries are?"
"Didn't you say you don't use things like that, Oppa...?"
....?
He just washes with water in a house with two little sisters...?
"...I've decided to start washing properly from today on."
A moment of silence.
Then, Serena spoke from the other side of the door.
"You can use mine. The ones on the right are safe."
The fact that Serena specified which ones were safe suggested that the original protagonist and Stella had fought over this more than once.
Was not washing his own twisted way of fighting back?
God, that's so disgusting....
Remembering the filth-stained white t-shirt, I scrubbed myself with more force than usual.
[58 seconds until Lucky Pervert!]
[Touch little sister Serena's breast]
...What the hell is this now?
The mysterious power, Lucky Pervert, had activated out of nowhere.
Touch my little sister's breast? Is it insane?
I didn't think of Serena as a blood-related sister, so I could see her as a potential romantic partner if we weren't family.
But regardless of that, just suddenly touching her chest? That's bullshit..
I decided to just ignore it.
I dried myself off, opened the door, and stepped into the changing area. It was then that I realized Serena was still there, waiting for me.
"Serena? Why are you still..."
"Huh? Oh, I thought you might have some laundry..."
She was holding the t-shirt I had taken off and tossed aside.
"I'll get it."
Don't touch that filthy thing with your pretty hands.
My body moved before the cheesy line could even form in my head.
And then....
"Kyaa...!"
My foot slipped.
"Whoa...!!"
In that moment, as I fell slowly on top of my soft, black-haired, purple-eyed sister...
I remembered what Lucky Pervert was.
It was the kind of cringey trope you'd see in old rom-coms. You fall, get tangled up with the female character in a lewd position, and have an embarrassing but nice experience.
In reality, it was, without a doubt, a crime.
The idea of a girl blushing and developing feelings after a surprise touch was something that could never happen...
'No!'
I mobilized every autonomic nerve in my body, tensing up to stop myself from doing something stupid.
Wait a minute....!
If she falls backward, she could get seriously hurt!
To protect Serena, I wrapped one arm around the back of her head, while my other hand ended up grabbing a full handful of her large breast.
Squeeze...!!
"..."
"..."
A second squeeze... and this is undeniable sexual assault...!
I immediately let go and stood up.
"Sorry."
"...Uh, u-uhm. The floor's slippery, you should be careful, Oppa..."
What kind of outdated trope is this, you goddess of eroge?
Having done something so lewd to my sister out of the blue, I felt dizzier than I'd expected from the guilt.
Though, to be honest, I had been happy for a moment at the explosive softness of her natural breasts, which was beyond anything I could have imagined.
But at this stage...
Reason screamed inside me that I couldn't just force my desires on her, my new potential family.
'Maybe we could develop that kind of relationship later. But not now.
I helped Serena up.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"
"...Oppa... you've... changed somehow."
"..."
Well, technically, I am a different person.
Despite what had just happened, Serena didn't seem to hate me.
In her sparkling purple eyes, I could see a curiosity she couldn't quite hide.
Activating [Lucky Pervert]
[Slip and grab little sister Serena's breasts with both hands]
???
You've got to be kidding me, does this thing not even have a cooldown?
"Just a second."
This was a difficult situation in many ways.
My brain and my dick were simple. Just remembering the feeling of Serena's breasts was enough to make me start getting hard, and it was already threatening to burst out of my underwear.
This was a problem. If 'Lucky Pervert' activated one more time in this state, I'd be a bona fide sex offender.
If her older brother groped her breasts with a beast-like erection, even Serena's kind heart would have its limits, and I'd be starting my new life in prison.
Anything but that!
Is there an ON/OFF switch? I turned my body and tried to manipulate the Lucky Pervert display.
"Oppa? Why are you looking at the status window?"
"Well... Ah."
There. The font for Lucky Pervert turned red.
That must mean... it's deactivated, right?
[Reality Manipulation Limit Removed]
[Activating Lucky Pervert!]
[10 seconds until close-contact impregnating vaginal ejaculation sex with Serena's slick pussy]
....Huh?
This time, my brain truly shut down.
"Leave this to me."
Serena finally took the clothes I'd been wearing and gave me a bright smile.
"You might be late. Hurry up, get changed, and come down so we can eat together."
Ten seconds.
Far too short a time to think about anything.
It was at that moment I realized the text appearing under Lucky Pervert wasn't a [Command) directed at me, but a description of an [Event that will absolutely happen].
I had only one thought.
I have to get out of here physically. I have to get away from Serena!!
The moment I tried to dash away, I slipped again.
'Ah'
Everything was going according to Lucky Pervert's will.
It wasn't even a place where one would fall, but I fell backward as if it were destined.
"Oppa! Are you okay!?"
Fearing that grabbing Serena reflexively would make the 'unbelievable situation' actually happen, I clenched my teeth and just let my head hit the floor.
"Oof! I'm, I'm okay."
"You just said 'oof'..."
Well, I did hit my head with a 'thud".
It was a miracle I wasn't bleeding...
"Honestly. You can't be helped... I told you to be careful because it's slippery."
Ten seconds... passed.
Thank God. Maybe it doesn't work if the user strongly resists.
Sex, of all things... that's just ridiculous.
Reality manipulation? What a load of bullshit.
"I'll help you up, Oppa... Ah!"
As Serena reached out and leaned over me, she suddenly tumbled forward.
Even a comedy sketch would be called out for being this forced.
But knowing the cause and effect of it all, a deep chill ran down my spine.
It was my fault that Serena fell at such an awkward moment.
And it was also an unstoppable fate that my erect dick, having escaped my underwear, was right underneath her.
...!
"Ngh...!!"
...with a wet squelch....
Serena was definitely wearing underwear, yet my dick had somehow plunged precisely into her body.
Slickly, smoothly, and deeply....
[You luckily took Serena's virginity]
What is this fucking infuriating system message?
"Ah... Aah...?"
Serena was frozen, unable to comprehend the situation.
I was in a similar state.
This is just impossible... It's impossible, but... (Lucky Pervert] had manipulated the situation.
If you were to ask what, exactly, it manipulated, the list would be endless.
For one, a woman's vagina isn't wide enough for an erect dick to accidentally slip into just from a fall.
Even if it were, Serena was completely unprepared for sex. There was no foreplay, there was no way she could have been wet.
And even if she had been wet and her pussy had been perfectly ready....
It's impossible to achieve penetration by accidentally falling.
All those 'details.'
Skipping that entire process, Serena and I had sex.
For reasons I couldn't fathom, my hard, erect dick was buried deep inside Serena's soaking wet pussy.
With her full body weight driving it in all at once.
The only thing you could thank [Lucky Pervert] for was that she wasn't hurt at all despite such a violent penetration.
In reality... this would have been an immediate trip to the emergency room.
As for me, a person's body had landed on one of my most sensitive parts, yet I had no injuries. Instead, I had plunged into a soft pussy and was now groaning from an unbearably pleasant sensation.
"Kuhk..."
Could it be... Serena, too?
In this scene of a horribly contrived loss of virginity, how was she reacting?
Leaning back, completely defenseless, Serena's purple eyes were slightly wide as she trembled.
"Ah...? Ah...? Uuh...?"
...She didn't seem to be in pain. In fact... she looked like she was in ecstasy....
When my dick twitched, Serena's thighs tensed up.
The time we spent motionless actually worked in our favor, allowing my dick, more erect than ever before, to settle perfectly into Serena's pussy, creating a tight seal.
"Sere, na..."
What was I supposed to say?
Sorry? Are you okay? It was my first time experiencing anything like this, and my mind felt sluggish.
The only thing I could do right now was to look away from the desire to move my hips.
"...I'll, get up.."
Serena, having grasped the situation, placed her hands on my stomach.
"Ngh... Nngh... hnn..."
Serena's hips lifted.
Her pussy, clinging tightly, slid up my dick, which had become so sensitive I could feel the very flow of air.
"Hnngh, haaah...
Serena let out a breathy moan, her eyes glazed over.
This was too much stimulation for a fucking virgin like me. My heart was pounding like crazy.
So this is a woman's pussy.
The entrance was especially tight, clinging on as if it didn't want to let go... wrapping around me completely.
As if she'd been in heat even before penetration, Serena's pussy was overflowing with juices.
"I'm going to... get up..."
Squelch
Serena slumped back down wetly.
As if by a cruel twist of fate, she had slipped again.
"Ngh... Nnghat...?!"
I could feel the heat from Serena's flushed pussy all the way in my lower abdomen.
Even for me, who had never touched a woman before, it was easy to tell that her level of arousal was abnormal.
"Oppa, my hips... I can't put any strength into them..."
Not knowing what to do, Serena began to gently lift and lower her hips, a movement that was starting to resemble the act of sex itself.
"St, stop..."
Do you have any idea what I'm going through to hold back...!
"Ah... Aah... Hnngh... Oppa..."
With a completely melted expression, Serena was now moving her body in a way that made it unclear whether she was trying to have sex or trying to get away.
Is this because of [Lucky Pervert] ...?
Until we have impregnating vaginal ejaculation sex... is it going to stay like this...?
"Don't move! Serena."
I pulled Serena forcefully into my arms.
"Nn... Nngh, nnh..."
Serena only grew more excited, climaxing with small trembles in my embrace.
I had pulled her close to stop her from moving her hips, but now Serena's pussy was clenching around my dick in an alarming way.
Held immobile, Serena asked.
"Am I... being raped... by you, Oppa?"
Is that a question you should be asking in such a sweet voice?
I had let my guard down for a moment. I should have taken the fact that this world was an [Eroge]...the world of [My Onahole Academy], more seriously.
[Activating [Insight - Red]]
I could see them. The strings of Lucky Pervert.
A red skull was manipulating Serena, with red strings attached to her head, arms, and legs.
Those strings were connected to my body as well.
Holding my sister with one arm, I swung my free arm wildly and tore the strings apart.
"Get lost!"
As gallantly as if I were driving away a sea monster with sheer willpower.
I had protected... my little sister...!
From my own dick!
"..."
Held in my arms in a face-to-face sitting position, Serena was trembling, drenched in bliss.
'How am I going to clean this up?'
I'm pretty sure I'm fucked.
-x-X-x-
Serena, who had just been raped while mentally and physically vulnerable, seemed to slowly come back to her senses only after I pulled out.
I pressed the [Lucky Pervert] button one more time, turning it gray.
It has to be deactivated now. For real.
The only problem left was that I was now a criminal who had raped his own sister.
"It was... an accident."
As I stood there, frozen stiff, Serena was the first to speak.
"It was my fault for falling strangely. It's okay, Oppa."
"...Serena."
Is Serena an angel?
She's comforting me in this situation....?
"Actually, I thought... you were going to go all the way..."
"..."
It was true that I'd been tormented by that temptation while holding her close.
Just by holding Serena's soft body and gently rocking my hips...
The [Impregnating Creampie Sex] that Lucky Pervert had foretold would have been perfectly fulfilled.
"Was I... not good?"
"Serena?"
Why is she asking something like this?
I felt like I had to choose my words carefully.
I didn't want to hurt Serena in any way.
I had to convey that her pussy felt incredibly good, and that pulling away was a truly, truly difficult thing to do.
...? Is this the right way to think?
Was it because we had been so intimately intertwined just moments ago?
This strange, erotic atmosphere enveloped us. Before I could even judge whether the words I was speaking, or the words my sister was speaking to me, were normal, I had already acted.
"If you were bad, would I have ended up like this?"
I said, my erect dick, glistening with my sister's juices, twitching.
"...Wow.... So this is a man's..."
Serena realized, marveling at it.
She was staring in wonder at my dick, which was still fully hard and bobbing its head as if it couldn't forget her pussy and was reluctant to leave.
My new dick, which looked handsome even to me...
This situation, staring at it with my little sister, is so fucking weird.
"This... you need to release it, right?"
"Huh?"
Serena was being strange, too.
"Isn't it hard for you, holding it in like that?"
Well, she's right about that.
I want to cum.
I was filled with the desire to cum. I had barely managed to hold back, had just escaped that situation, but....
Serena was giving off an aura that said it was okay for me to savor that lingering feeling.
It was gently scratching at me, breaking me down.
Just as it was the sun, not the storm, that made the traveler take off his coat.
"...It is hard."
I knew where Serena's pure curiosity was headed, but I went along with it.
"If it's okay with you, Oppa, should I... help you release it?"
"..."
What is she saying? Has this girl lost her mind?
Say it, quickly.
We're brother and sister...!
"What should I do?"
Serena pressed herself against me.
"Oppa...?"
"With your... hand..."
I had completely surrendered to my lust. Having just won a great victory, I was in a state where it was even easier to let my guard down.
No matter how I tried to frame it, I had become the worst kind of brother, one who raped his sister and then asked for a handjob.
If this was the Goddess's plan, then I had truly lost, big time.
And yet, it didn't quite feel like a loss.
"Like this?"
Serena grabbed my dick to relieve me.
She gently stroked my erect member, which was slick and tangled with her own juices, following her instincts.
Her movements were a bit awkward, but...
It was clearly an act of Service.
"..."
"..."
We silently immersed ourselves in the lewd act.
I offered my erect dick to Serena, and Serena, of her own will, diligently stroked it.
"Because of what happened. It's my responsibility to help you release it," Serena said, as if making an excuse.
All while shyly stroking her brother's erect penis.
"What happened?"
"Your thing, Oppa, it looks really hard and difficult to hold back."
It was a difficult position... to hold back from.
A part of me thought of this as a reward for protecting my sister from an unwanted pregnancy.
I thought this while looking at Serena's profile as she gave me a handjob, solely to relieve my sexual desire.
"Mmm.... It's so hot and hard..."
Maybe it was a habit when she concentrated, but her lips were slightly puckered like a duck's bill, which was cute.
"Like this, like this.... Does it feel good? Oppa?"
"Ah..."
It does.
This is a first for me. I'd had absolutely no luck with women since my school days and had been single my entire life.
But I'd never thought of it as a shame. I believed that my ideal type would also be a pure virgin who hadn't slept around.
I had always thought that one day, I would meet someone I loved and we would do everything we wanted to do together.
That conviction was being utterly shattered by Serena's handjob.
'Is this... is this the promiscuous sex life of a handsome guy...?'
No, have I even come close to 'promiscuous'?
If handsome guys with huge dicks receive this kind of service from women every day, have I been living
my life at a loss until now?
I felt like this temptation was about to break me from the root up.
As I received Serena's awkward but earnest handjob, I shamefully even felt glad that I had come to this world.
'As her older brother.'
...Kuh.
Every time I tried to cling to my reason, Serena's handjob quickened.
"This is strange..."
She let out a small laugh.
"I never thought... I'd be doing something like this for you, Oppa..."
Saying things like that while nestled up against me is just going to get me hard...!
Unbearably hard.
When I felt like I was about to cum, I became extremely flustered.
'Should I say something?'
Should I say something so pathetic in front of Serena?
That I'm about to cum? I was completely defenseless, having entrusted my dick to Serena's hand.
Saying I was going to cum felt kind of embarrassing, so I just stood there stiffly.
"Oppa, do you feel like you're going to cum?"
Serena asked in a whisper.
"It's getting bigger in my hand."
...Kuh.
Serena pressed herself against my side and stroked my dick with a practiced hand.
I'm cumming!
"Ah."
Spurt.... Spuuuurt.... Spurt...!!
It was an incredible amount. Serena had cupped the head with her hand, using her palm as a tissue, but....
Her hand was quickly drenched in my semen, and the rest overflowed onto the floor.
"Amazing..."
Spurt.... Spurt.... Spuuuurt...
As if she wanted to see more, Serena stroked the base of my dick, making me pathetically scrape the bottom of my balls to squeeze out every last drop of semen as her brother.
Spurt.... Spuuuurt! Spurt! Spurt!
The streams of semen powerfully struck my sister's palm.
"...Wow.... So this much... comes out."
"..."
What have I done?
I made Serena give me a handjob? And to top it off, I unloaded my jizz all over my little sister's hand?
"Are you satisfied?"
My dick had only gone soft for a moment.
As if it had never happened, it became fully erect again.
Even I thought I was a pervert.
"...Oppa."
"...Sorry."
Feeling guilty about something, I apologized.
"Should I stroke it one more time?"
"Let's stop for now."
How am I supposed to face you later...
Serena showed me her hand, drenched in semen, and said,
"You already came all over my hand like this."
"..."
"Is this more than usual? Oppa."
"It's a lot."
"I'm glad."
Serena smiled, gently rubbing my dick, which was sensitive after cumming.
"I guess it still thought it was inside me. Maybe it produced so much because it thought it could get me pregnant."
"...."
At the line, "I guess it still thought it was inside me," I got even harder, without any resistance.
Serena blushed shyly and began stroking my dick with her hand again.
Stroke, stroke, stroke.
It felt like she had a better grasp of the spots that felt good this time.
"...You don't still think you're inside, do you, Oppa?"
"Maybe it just wants to go back inside."
"...Wh-what are you saying! Really...! You pervert!"
It seemed like returning to a normal relationship was now impossible.
In response to my resigned, lewd comment, Serena pretended to be angry while stroking my dick with the gentlest touch in the world.
Even after cumming three times from my pretty little sister's devoted handjob-the amount was so much the third time that Serena was surprised-my erection wouldn't die down, so we eventually decided to continue next time and left the room.
For the record, I wasn't the one who asked.
Serena was the one who said, "It's getting really late, and my wrist is tired, so I'll do it for you again next time! Oppa."
My only crime was nodding in agreement.
No, actually, I'm full of sin. I'm a rotten bastard.
I can no longer see Serena as anything but a woman, and Serena now sees me as a man.
Isn't this family five minutes away from complete chaos?
'Get a grip...
"We don't have time for breakfast, we have to hurry, Oppa!"
Because she had taken care of my dick, Serena was now in a position where she had to skip breakfast and leave.
...I want to die. Seriously.
This smartphone, is it mine?"
I found it while rummaging through the room.
It seemed to be my phone, but the fingerprint recognition didn't work. Well, I guess that's to be expected.
There was a pattern lock on it, but I had no way of knowing it,
'Should I do a factory reset...?'
I'll just take it with me for now.
"Don't wait for me, go on ahead!"
It would be a disaster if Serena was late because of me.
But the bigger disaster was that I didn't have a uniform that fit.
'None of the clothes fit...
In the end, I had no choice but to throw on an oversized hoodie that the previous protagonist used to wear and head out.
Even this smelled weird when I put it on. Fuck.
"Oppa, what about your uniform?"
"It was dirty, so I put it all in the washing machine. Let's go. You can't be late."
"It's okay if I get one penalty point."
"No!"
Just one penalty point?
If that penalty point was because she was giving her brother a handjob, I'd never be able to hold my head up high for the rest of my life..
There happened to be a bicycle in the yard, so I had Serena get on the back.
"We're going by bike...?"
"What time do you have to be there?"
"8:30!"
The time now... was 8:18.
"Which way!"
"That way!"
I stomped on the pedals with all my might.
[Essol Academy] hadn't seemed that far from a distance, but trying to get there by bike was a pretty reckless move.
Still!
"Oppa, aren't you tired...?"
"I'm fine! Hold on tight!"
But strangely, I wasn't getting that tired.
I was sweating and out of breath, but it felt like my energy was endless.
The bike sped towards the acaderny, somewhere between speeding and accelerating, and we barely reached our destination.
"Okay, Serena. Go on in."
"Thanks, Oppa. That was cool!"
We seemed to have arrived faster than I thought. Academy students on their way to school, wearing the same uniform as my sister, were staring at me with curiosity.
'Now, is it my turn?'
I'd heard on the way that the buildings were separated by year, so this wasn't where I needed to go.
'This campus is fucking huge.'
Four minutes left.
The path to the second-year classrooms was not easy.
[Kim Sang-hyeok, late by 1 minute 33.58 seconds]
[1 penalty point assigned]
....
Teachers these days don't even watch the door, huh.
As soon as I passed through the main gate, a panel coldly announced my penalty.
'Well, it's just one point.
I protected Serena's one point.
It was a small price to pay to become a cool older brother.
[Kim Sang-hyeok's penalty points exceed 100]
[Student ID functions will be suspended as a disciplinary committee will be convened]
[Please wait for a summons within the academy. End of message.]
...
Accumulated penalty points... 100...?
Just how the hell did this game's protagonist live his life?
Still, it was a small price to pay to become a cool older brother... right?
As soon as I entered my year's academy building, I was met with heated stares.
Because I wasn't in uniform? Because I was handsome? Probably both.
Though the space was unfamiliar, I was able to find out which class was mine in the locker room, which could be accessed with a student ID.
'But...'
[Student ID function suspended. Please contact the Student Council.]
[Student ID function suspended. Please contact the Student Council.]
The locker with my name on it wouldn't open.
It was because my student ID functions had been suspended for exceeding 100 penalty points.
"Looking for something important?"
8:43 AM.
As everyone else was scattering for class, a silver-haired woman strode confidently into the locker room where I stood alone.
She looked stunning, her body wrapped in a black jacket and crisp white pants that fit her like a dressage rider's uniform.
The outline of her large breasts, which the black jacket couldn't quite contain, was visible, and the form-fitting white pants, while not revealing any skin, made it clear that she was the owner of incredibly sensual legs.
Even though I was much taller, her intimidating presence was no joke.
"Kim Sang-hyeok."
On top of that, she knew me.
"Do you know me?"
I hoped she was a friend.
"Of course, I do. How could I not know you, the sole blemish of our academy?"
Ah.
So not a friend. I seem to have gotten myself into trouble.
"Disciplinary Committee. Follow me."
As if to say there was no point in running, her bodyguards blocked my escape route.
-x-X-x-
"Ugh! This is so fucking annoying. Why do we have to look after that bastard?"
"Stella. Your voice is too loud...! He'll hear you all the way on the second floor."
"Let him hear. I'm so embarrassed because of that moron I can't even bring friends home."
Stella was sick and tired of her older brother, who, despite being her senior, couldn't act his age.
That was why she never called him Oppa. When she did call him something, it was one of three things:
'moron, 'hey' or 'trash.
She couldn't get rid of him, bound as they were within the confines of family. That fact only fueled Stella's anger.
She couldn't understand why their mother had adopted a guy like that, or why she told them to take care of him.
He was a pervert who stared at her and her sister with disgusting eyes whenever he got the chance.
Serena, in particular, had suffered a lot. There were times she'd said she was scared because her underwear kept disappearing.
Whenever Stella confronted him, the bastard never once admitted his fault.
From that day on, Stella defined the creature called 'Oppa' as something less than human and didn't hesitate to use harsh words.
"So you were hiding and listening? Get out here! You're so damn creepy."
Sensing a presence, Stella shouted, ready to tear him apart.
"Stella..."
"Mom's on a business trip starting today, anyway. Maybe we should make a rule that the moron isn't allowed to breathe in the same space as us?"
[No matter what I say to that bastard, don't you dare defend him. Got it?]
Serena recalled the promise they had made last night and shut her mouth tight.
Serena also disliked her despicable, sexually harassing brother. The sisters' disgust had reached its peak, and Serena had also cast her vote in favor of Stella's 'policy.'
But then.
The person who came down the stairs was someone else entirely.
The sisters held their breath.
'Huh?'
This is our Oppa...?'
Stella desperately searched her memory, but she had never raised her voice and fought with someone like this.
No, wait, maybe she had...?
She was getting confused. Just as she had resolved to unleash a torrent of unspeakable words the moment she saw his ugly face and make him run out of the house.
Because Stella's 'ideal Oppa' was walking down the stairs with a slightly sheepish look on his face.
*...Oppa?"
"Serena."
"Yes..."
Serena was already in a daze. She answered as if she were under hypnosis.
Sang-hyeok strode forward and stopped in front of Serena.
"I'm your older brother... right?"
'Yes... Yesss... That's right... You're my Oppa..."
What do you mean, Oppa?
You said you didn't think of a guy like that as your brother either, Serena.
But... it was just so hard to believe that this person was the one who had done those things. Stella met his eyes and froze.
'Have I... hated an Oppa like this all this time?"
"And Stella is my little sister, too."
"..."
Stella bit her lip, barely holding on.
If she answered 'yes' in a submissive, feminine voice, one that surrendered from the depths of her being like Serena's, the family hierarchy would be settled right then and there.
Stella still needed to maintain the momentum of the runaway train that was her hatred.
"You shouldn't say such harsh things to your Oppa."
"What.."
Unbelievable.
It was so infuriatingly correct that it left her speechless. But you have no right to say something like that. You lost that right a long time ago.
Lash out.
Hate him. Hate him. Hate him. Just keep hating him like you always do, Stella!
'Why am I so happy to be treated like a little sister by this guy!
"I'm leaving first.
"What about breakfast?"
"I'm not eating breakfast!"
She had planned to make him cry with a torrent of venomous words.
But Stella was so flustered by the fact that no more poison was coming from her heart that she simply ran away.
Left alone in the house, Serena was incredibly flustered.
Her Oppa had gone into the bathroom to wash up.
That fact alone made her pace restlessly.
She moved about, distracted.
'Oppa... It was Oppa. Yes, he's our Oppa.'
She repeated it to herself over and over.
'Why did I hate him so much...?'
If he were that kind of Oppa... I think I could give them to him. My underwear.
I'd just think that he must have a good reason for asking.
Serena couldn't tell where this faith and desire to serve were welling up from, but she felt extremely happy.
'That dependable, handsome person is our Oppa. Ehehe.
Whatever misunderstanding there had been, I have to clear it up.
Waiting for her Oppa to finish washing, Serena was excited at the thought of eating with him.
Ah. Is the soup seasoned right...?'
She put on an apron and re-checked the table she had already prepared,
and though she had committed a petty act of revenge by not setting out her brother's utensils,
she now set them out in advance.
'Stella said to just give him dog food... but how could I do that to Oppa?'
Even if he's a scoundrel, he's still my Oppa!
Serena trusts Oppa now.
Just picturing her Oppa's face, Serena was already thinking such things.
"Keuk!"
'Ah, Stella's magic...! I should have told him to be careful.
Realizing her brother was in trouble, Serena quickly grabbed a towel and entered the changing room.
"Oppa. Is something wrong?"
"Do you know where my toiletries are?"
"Didn't you say you don't use things like that...?"
"...I've decided to start washing up properly from today."
Oh, I see.
That's my Oppa...
Just hearing her brother's voice, Serena felt her mind fill with happiness.
She remembered her mother saying that it's different when there's a man in the house.
'Ugh... What's this? My body feels strange.
Suddenly, she felt incredibly hot. A heat spread through her insides.
What is my body preparing for...? I have a feeling something big will happen if I stay here any longer.
But Serena was already prepared to accept whatever was to come.
"You can use mine. The ones on the right are safe."
A moment later...
"Let me help you up, Oppa... Ah!"
What happened to Serena after that was an "accident."
She fell on her butt, and the result was intense sex with her Oppa.
Far from hurting, Serena kept climaxing, feeling happier than she had ever been in her life.
As Serena let out faint moans in a state of ecstasy, she floundered in a bliss that turned her mind white and made her forget everything.
Gently swaying her hips, without knowing exactly what it meant, Serena grazed her pussy over her brother's cock.
Then, she was held tightly in his dependable arms.
Serena uttered the first words that came to her mind.
"Am I... being raped... by you, Oppa?"
She was too out of it to hear his reply.
Serena was just so happy to have her Oppa inside her, so happy to serve him with her virgin pussy, that she sincerely wished this moment would last forever.
The insertion ended, and the happiness scattered.
Serena returned to her senses, but her heart was still pounding, her body still holding the tremendous afterglow.
'Oppa...?'
Her Oppa was looking down, his face deeply hurt.
...I have to comfort him....'
Serena served her Oppa. She soothed him, telling him he had done nothing wrong.
As if she instinctively realized that was her role, she pressed her body tightly against her handsome brother's and diligently stroked his cock.
And my god, what happened then. Serena, the model student, finally realized what the most satisfying thing in the world was.
'Oppa... you came all over my hand...❤♡❤♡"
Serena was very pleased with her new relationship with her brother.
Lick.
Like a cat, Serena gave a slight lick to the semen on her hand and smiled.
'I got close to him before Stella did...!
On her way to school, Stella felt a sudden chill and glanced behind her for no reason.
"Stella. Isn't that your brother?"
"Why do I have to hear about that moron even at the academy?"
"No, I really think it's your brother... The back-channel board is going crazy right now."
"?"
The back-channel board was Essol Academy's anonymous community forum.
Someone had taken a picture of Sang-hyeok being escorted by the Student Council President, and it was now posted on the board.
"That's your brother, right? Kim Sang-hyeok!"
"But was your brother always this handsome? Wow."
"...Shut up."
- Who's the guy next to her?
- Wow. He's seriously handsome.
- First time I've seen someone who actually looks good standing next to the Student Council President.
- Transfer student? Or a teacher? Anyone know his name?
- He's not wearing a uniform. Isn't he a new teacher!?
-I hope he gets assigned to our class!!
Stella frowned as she read the comments.
'Hmph. A pathetic D-rank moron like him, a teacher? I can't even laugh.
He'd be lucky not to be begging for his life in a D-rank dungeon.
Stella's justified hatred still saw no reason to stop, so it forged ahead.
From Stella's perspective, Sang-hyeok was in a major crisis.
'It looks like his demerits piled up and a disciplinary committee was convened. Ha. Good.
Without me having to get my hands dirty, the Student Council President will finish him off for me.
The President hates insincere trash who can't be serious about anything.
And the Sang-hyeok Stella knew was a person with serious behavioral problems.
His ability was the lowest, D-rank. His standing within the academy was at the very bottom.
He also bore the disgrace of being an invisible man, Essol Academy's first-ever truant.
So what was with the pathetic expression on his face in this picture?
'Does he even know how dangerous this situation is?"
Student Council President Isabella.
Every student at the academy knew what it meant to be dragged away by her, a woman who was also the director of the Villain Correction Bureau.
Rehabilitation or death.
Even if the crime was minor, Isabella showed no mercy. In modern society, even someone who commits
a petty crime can cause great harm if they use their powers.
To her, no value was more important than [Control].
'But why did he suddenly come to school today?"
Did he finally decide to save some air and die?
[Serena]: I almost came late today.
Stella immediately replied to the text.
[Stella]: Sorry for leaving you behind
[Serena]: It's okay! My cool Oppa walked me to school!
[Stella]: Did that bastard threaten you to say that?
A moment later, Serena's shy emoticon popped up.
"Huh? Has she really lost her mind?"
[Serena]: But Oppa might be late because he walked me to school
[Stella]: He walked you? That moron?
So, the reason he's being dragged to the disciplinary committee is that he walked Serena to school?
It was hard to believe.
At least, the 'trash' she knew would never do that.
He would have sold out Serena, sold out our family, to save his own skin.
"What is going on?"
-x-X-x-
I was hauled off to the Student Council room.
The council members were seated at their desks as if conducting an interview, all watching me.
It seemed the agenda for their morning meeting was me, Kim Sang-hyeok.
"Sit."
This must be the defendant's seat.
It was a damn good life!
But it was too soon to give up and say my farewells. There was still too much I didn't know.
"You've got some nerve."
But I sat down just as you told me to?
"I believe I told you that if you ever caught my eye again, I would kill you myself."
She was genuinely terrifying. It didn't sound like a bluff, she seemed more than capable of doing it.
Just then, one of the female members raised her hand.
"Um, President!"
"What is it, Evangeline?"
"Was Sang-hyeok always that handsome? I had no idea!"
"It's already all over the school's gossip forum. They're saying the Student Council President was seen walking with a handsome guy who'd be a perfect match for her!"
"Both of you, shut your mouths."
"Yes, ma'am..."
Student Council President? This woman is the president?
What in the world did I do to get on the Student Council President's personal kill list?
Although some members were joking around, the moment the president spoke, everyone focused.
"The hearing will now begin."
The president looked down on me as if I were an insect.
"Rest assured. I will not be lazy in my efforts to have you expelled."
...Getting expelled would be a problem.
I didn't know the physical age of this new body, but I, Kim Sang-hyeok, was not some angsty teenager.
I knew enough to understand that going off the established rails in a world I barely knew was dangerous.
And I knew that if I wanted to become a respectable older brother to my beautiful younger sisters, I needed to keep my ass planted in this huge academy.
"You have an insolent look in your eyes."
"It's a misunderstanding. These are my nicely-opened eyes!"
Seeing my disciplined posture, the council members snickered.
"...I suppose that's how you managed to reach a smooth settlement with your victim."
It seemed even the Student Council President thought I was handsome.
But a settlement? There was a victim?
"Evangeline, read out Kim Sang-hyeok's demerit history. Kim Sang-hyeok, you may rebut anything that is not factual."
Alright, bring it on! I'll rebut whatever you've got!
"Okay~ Let's see. Caught after spraying semen on classmate Ms. Hena's equipment, clothes, and underwear."
A photo of the evidence appeared.
I'm already out, aren't I?
A cold sweat trickled down my spine.
"Caught strutting down the hallway wearing women's underwear on his head."
I did?
'Brought pornographic magazines to school, pointing out a woman who resembled the Student Council President and sharing it with classmates."
I felt the president's brow furrow.
Why is everything so creepy and pathetic...
"Oh, you've also secretly filmed in the girls' bathroom? Mr. Sang-hyeok, I never would have thought..."
It's a miracle I haven't been expelled yet.
I tried to think of a way to get out of this crisis.
But there was clear evidence being displayed by something like a beam projector, proving the facts of the case.
There were pictures of me that I had no memory of taking.
There was even audio evidence.
-Hey, doesn't Lizna look like the Student Council President? Look at this. Silver hair and all-natural huge tits!
-I can't resist the president's ass. It's an ass optimized to be the academy's onahole! Woohoo!!
'Fuck, that's my voice saying that shit...
On top of that, a long list of other absurd misdemeanors was read out.
He'd been cited for improper attire alone eighteen times.
"Kim Sang-hyeok. Do you see anything that is not factual?"
"No."
There was no way out..
The evidence was too perfect.
It was more than enough to brand me a criminal ten times over.
"Is today's strategy to act innocent and pretend to be repentant?"
"It's not that..."
Sigh
Suddenly, everything felt like a chore.
Why did I have to seriously defend myself against things I didn't even do?
And even if I did, could I prove my innocence? This was a setup prepared by the eroge goddess. In this world, if the goddess decreed it so, even things that never happened could become real.
That was exactly the situation I was in now.
Didn't the goddess say she'd look out for me? How did it come to this?
If I thought about it seriously, the reason was obvious.
...Because it's an eroge.
Come to think of it, there were more than enough reasons for the protagonist to be a complete degenerate.
After all, the protagonist is the one who commits all sorts of perverted, lewd acts against the heroines in the game. A personality like mine would actually be the weird one, right?
Therefore, this forced, frustrating scenario wasn't designed for me to seriously argue my case and restore my honor.
'She did say she completely removed the conquest difficulty.
Isn't the Student Council President a heroine, too?
For the me I am now, the way out is surprisingly simple.
All I have to do is activate 'Lucky Pervert' and manipulate this absurd reality.
Then, this unpleasant setup designed to frame me as a criminal would be replaced by me teaching the Student Council President's pussy a lesson, and the pretty female council members here would become secondary spoils of war.
That's the structure. One more trophy added to the collection.
The start of my academy harem life.
'There is no place for you in this academy, Kim Sang-hyeok."
The Student Council President looked down at me with cold eyes.
"Get out. We will handle the procedures."
"Why didn't you kick me out sooner?"
"Because the woman you victimized did not wish for you to be punished. But if you show your face in this academy again, it will be a different story."
There's no time.
... To overcome this bullshit setup, is rape the only way?
Would this elegant Student Council President cling to me and show affection like Serena did?
The 'Lucky Pervert skill shimmered before my eyes, tempting me, telling me I could bring her to her knees at any moment.
[Activate (Super-Potent) Lucky Pervert?]
What's this system message?
The eroge goddess?
[A chance to mass-produce pretty, academy-made onaholes.]
Flash, flash.
A cheap-looking neon sign flashed, dazzling my eyes, but no one else seemed to notice.
'Focus on the situation at hand! You distractible fool!"
Ugh!
The president grabbed a handful of my hair and glared at me head-on.
"Your family, Stella and Serena, are both honor students. What are you? Aren't you ashamed to face your sisters, who grew up so well despite having trash like you around?"
Don't provoke me.
A hologram of a chibi version of the 'eroge goddess' buzzed around my face like a fly, pointing at the system message.
[A chance to pussy-smash the academy's hottest girl, the big-assed Student Council President, and turn her into an onahole]
'Hngh...!
"Don't think expulsion is the end of it, you piece of trash. I will personally take you to the Correction Bureau. You'll be released only after you've meticulously completed 300 hours of Sex Offender Villain Prevention Education."
Three hundred hours of service...
My mind went blank at her words.
[There's never been an easier pussy!]
[The proud and domineering Student Council President's pussy can be yours right now! With Lucky Pervert, it's an instant Get!]
'Dammit.'
"If you have something to say, say it. But choose your words carefully. They may be the last you ever speak."
I wonder if the Student Council President has any idea what I'm holding back right now.
The eroge goddess was trying to rile me up, shouting, You can turn everyone here into onaholes! Ppoo ppoo!', but I desperately, desperately ignored her.
I'm holding it in.
[Oishikunare Moe moe kyun to the president's pussy! (Get a taste of pure deliciousness—so cute, so sweet, it'll make your heart flutter! "Let's play with my pussy!")]
'Huuuuuh...'
Pfft, ah, seriously.
I'm trying to be serious, but there's no way I can with this damn goddess!
The muscles in my cheeks were twitching from trying to hold back my laughter. Please stop. Where are you even writing these vulgar lines from?
The goddess's creepy approach was so embarrassing I couldn't even meet the president's eyes.
It was a damn good thing only I could see it.
Realizing that at least one being who knew I was innocent was watching over this whole situation made me feel a little better.
Even for an eroge, being framed is too much, isn't it, Goddess?
[For a limited time only! The Student Council President's pussy, with 500% compatibility with your dick, is free!]
[Onahole Quest (New!)]
[Collect Student Council President Isabella as my personal onahole (0/1)]
[Difficulty: S (strikethrough) None]
[Prerequisite Quest: (strikethrough) None]
[Prerequisite Quest 2: (strikethrough) None)
[Prerequisite Quest 3: (strikethrough) None)
[Rarity: ??]
Just how badly do you want to get me out of this?
The thought that there was someone who couldn't stand my false accusation even more than I could almost made me laugh.
Right. I guess I was being too serious about the 'established rails' and all that.
My backer is a goddess, and she wants me to become an eroge hero who has switched to the harem route.
She's not the type to sit back and watch my life fall into ruin.
That means there's always a way out, no matter where I go.
Thinking that put my mind at ease.
An eroge hero? Heh heh, says who? Fuck that!
I'll do things 'my way.
"I have nothing to say. Thank you for the 300 hours of Sex Offender Villain Prevention Education."
"What? Thank you?"
"..?"
The council members stared at me in shock.
Even the cool-headed Student Council President seemed quite surprised by my detached attitude.
"You're quite different from last time."
Was there another disciplinary hearing before? Then the difference in my reaction must be stark.
Whatever. I'll just do 300 hours as payment for making my sister give me a handjob. Are you watching? Eroge goddess?
"To be honest, my crimes deserve death, so I'm grateful for the opportunity to be reformed. I also wish to sincerely apologize to Ms. Hena, who was victimized by my actions."
"Cut the crap. You think I'd let you anywhere near your victim? You're being expelled as of today."
"That's even better. I don't remember it anyway, so I have no way to sincerely apologize."
"You don't remember? What is this now..."
"Now, take me away, Madam President."
"..."
Flinch.
The great Student Council President actually took a step back.
"300 hours. I will complete them. Please, isolate me from society immediately."
Have you ever seen an eroge protagonist like this?
Just as I smirked to myself, time seemed to halt. Everything stopped.
And the blonde goddess appeared, grabbing me by the waist.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing!!"
"Hahaha."
"Are you crazy! You're crazy! What kind of eroge protagonist receives sex offender prevention education!"
"Right here!! Now unfreeze time. I'm a criminal who needs to be taken away and corrected by the Student Council President!"
"Waaah! You're insane. Are all people who watch pure love stories crazy?!"
The eroge goddess grabbed my collar and pleaded.
"I told you there's no conquest difficulty!? I told you, you can have her if you just want to!"
"I do things my way."
"Who looks for pure love in an eroge!"
"It's always harder to reclaim lost honor. I wonder if the prison floor will be cold."
"You jerk! Do you really want to see me die from guilt!?"
"Come to me! Sweet sex offender prevention education!"
In the end, the goddess prostrated herself before me again.
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