That same morning.
The airport was swarming with reporters, all because of a single woman who had just set foot on Korean soil.
Master Seridwen Evelyn.
Today was the day she returned to Korea after a six-month dive overseas.
"Congratulations on your safe return!"
"What are your plans for your next mission, Ms. Seridwen!"
"Ah, I came here to rest. To rest."
Seridwen was a rare hunter, more famous than most heroes. After all, she was an SS-rank hunter of Korean nationality who had been granted the title of 'Master' by the World Hunter Association.
She was also a lovely black-haired beauty who had once graced the cover of the world's largest weekly, O-gok Magazine.
As a hunter tasked with traveling to all sorts of countries to rip terrifying monsters to shreds, her gaze carried an intimidating pressure that most people couldn't even meet.
The net worth of this black-haired, red-eyed beauty was estimated to be over two trillion won in old-world currency. She was, for all intents and purposes, a walking mid-sized corporation.
The Korean government had been accommodating her for the past four years to ensure she didn't leave, a period that coincided with when she had first entered the academy and awakened her Talent.
In any case, the hunter, beautifully dressed in a burgundy one-piece, showed no intention of even cracking a small smile for the camera lenses.
"How was the magical beast subjugation? You were spotted on satellite emerging from the last observed gravity wave in France."
"Same as always. Those who were meant to die, died. Those who were meant to live, lived."
"Kyaaa! Unni!"
There were even fans at the airport who had come just to see Seridwen.
Did they even hear what I just said?
Dealing with reporters and fans was exhausting for Evelyn.
It wasn't just because she was called by cringey nicknames like "The Red-Eyed Empress.
It was because she believed that trying to act cute for the public was something only half-assed heroes did.
In reality, however, everything she wore-from her beautiful clothes and earrings to her shoes-was sponsored.
With the high value that came with being an SS-rank hunter, she wasn't free from social responsibility.
"Shall we head to the hotel?"
After pushing through the fans with the help of a security barricade, Evelyn got into a waiting car.
She thought for a moment before speaking.
"Just drop me off in front of the academy."
"Understood."
Essol Academy was Evelyn's alma mater.
As soon as she became an SS-rank hunter, she was invited to be a visiting professor and would occasionally give lectures.
She even had her own office at the academy.
"That's a little better."
Knock, knock.
"Come in."
"Seonbaenim. I knew you'd be here. I just saw the news article about your arrival."
Dale Hardnet.
Her junior hunter spoke as if he had expected it.
"Let's go get some kimchi stew after I unpack my things."
"You're looking for kimchi as soon as you arrive?"
"Do you have any idea how much you miss kimchi when you're abroad?"
"I do. I'm an S-rank hunter now, too. But I can't today. I was called in for the assessments."
The scarecrow assessment might seem trivial, but it was a mandatory metric for evaluating students.
Because of that, there were plenty of attempts by students to cheat, which was why an S-rank or higher hunter was required to be present to prevent such dirty tricks.
As a former student council president, there was no way she didn't know that.
"..."
"There's nothing I can do, even if you glare at me like that."
"Is there anyone as useful as Isabella?"
"Well, I'm not sure. This is my first time, since I was just called in as a guest."
"You're working hard~."
Dale stared intently at his senior.
"Weren't you the one who had it much harder, Seonbaenim? Subjugating an S-rank magical beast in a foreign land."
"But I'm off the clock now."
"..."
"Have fun~."
"Don't wait for me. It'll probably be dark by the time it's over."
"I won't. I was just planning to see Isabella's face during lunch before I go."
"Yes, ma'am."
After Dale finished his business and left the room, an awkward silence hung in the air.
Should I go watch the scarecrow tests, too?
She considered it for a moment, then gave up on the idea.
As she decided to enjoy the long-awaited tranquility, she even felt inclined to sit at her desk.
A lot of time had passed, but the memories she'd made at the academy were still her precious treasures.
She still kept in touch with her colleagues from back then, though there had been a few rivals she couldn't stand.
To Evelyn, this place was her real "home.'
There were no magical beasts or dungeons in Korea that could threaten her, so she could rest easy.
Just as she was about to take a pleasant nap...
-Personality Excretion Smash!!!
?
She felt like she'd heard an unfamiliar man's battle cry from somewhere.
WHACK!!
"Nnghok!?"
Evelyn's waist arched as if she'd been hit by an electric shock.
A tremendous impact.
Was it a physical blow? Before she even had time to consider it, her consciousness was completely stolen away.
She had never experienced anything like this before.
Even if her arm were severed right in front of her, even if her heart were being ripped out, she was cool-headed enough to respond.
But this single blow made her tremble.
Completely defenseless... I-I was hit...!
It took her 0.13 seconds to switch her mindset to a combat-ready state.
In that time, Evelyn had formulated nine different strategies, but the means of the enemy's attack remained unknown.
Evelyn's mind raced.
It can't be a magical beast. This is a villain. Did they use an ability to target me? Knowing that I would be coming to the academy?
[Searching for hostile entities within the entirety of Seoul.]
[Full scan complete in 2 seconds.]
[Search result: None.]
Impossible.
No enemies within a 605.2 km² radius? Could someone launch such a deadly attack with zero risk?
It was beyond imagination.
Just as she thought she was being targeted by the worst villain imaginable...
Personality Excretion One-Two.
"Nngh!? Nnghuk!"
Humiliatingly, the SS-rank hunter could do nothing but slam her forehead on the desk, clutch her stomach with her arms, and tremble.
The damage the enemy's attack inflicted was... similar to the urge to relieve oneself, the feeling of needing to empty her bowels.
A powerful enemy. To think they'd retaliate immediately just because I used my mana for detection...!
This was a clear warning...
It meant they wouldn't go easy on her if she tried to find their location!
It's definitely a villain!
And they're watching me right now!
In reality, Kim Sang-hyeok, the one who had inflicted this sense of impending excretion upon Evelyn, was just mindlessly hitting a scarecrow.
He had never intended to target Evelyn for even a moment.
In the original Onahole Academy, the protagonist could only attempt to conquer Evelyn in the latter half of the scenario.
Before that, there was an immense power gap, and the game was designed so that if you took the villain route, you couldn't even get near her.
However.
[Personality Excretion] had created an event that should never have existed in Onahole Academy.
A small mana scarecrow she had left behind during her time on the student council had become a conduit, channeling the 'Personality Excretion' attack.
This was a feature of Personality Excretion that even its user, Kim Sang-hyeok, was unaware of.
For example, what happens if you use Personality Excretion on an enemy's artifact that doesn't reveal the main body, like a summoned creature or a medium?
The Personality Excretion is "transmitted" to the main body.
If Kim Sang-hyeok had ever fought a summoner, he would have naturally discovered this fact.
But reality, instead of following any logical process, was now testing a woman's dignity through a hilarious event born from 70% chance and 30% depravity.
In other words, Evelyn felt like she was about to shit herself.
Shit out her own precious, noble personality.
But what in the world is this attack? This perverted villain... The sweat won't stop...
She had always been quite confident in her endurance, but as of today, that was canceled.
Evelyn was losing her mind, overwhelmed by a sensation she had never experienced before.
Nearly ten seconds had passed since the last blow, yet she couldn't even lift her butt off the chair.
This isn't a level I can just... endure!
The intuition of an SS-rank hunter was screaming at her.
This was not the kind of attack one could simply withstand and overcome.
The one in control was an opponent whose face she didn't even know.
A dizzying sensation, the feeling that she was about to discharge something fundamentally important that she must not give up as a human being, coursed up her spine with every passing moment.
"What do you want... Tell me!"
First, she had to see her opponent. The moment she thought that....
The '30-second interval' began.
Kim Sang-hyeok's first choice was a ruthless, inhuman attack, powered by the acceleration of his Asura Charge.
-Personality Excretion Dropkick!!!
"Oooohk!!"
Evelyn let out a low, animalistic gasp, at a complete loss.
I'm sure of it. This villain...! They're filled with malice toward humanity...
She couldn't expect even a shred of mercy.
Evelyn felt her spirit about to break before a villain whose face she didn't even know. It was a weak side of herself she couldn't have imagined until recently.
That was how terrifying this villain was.
The worst... To think I'd be taken down by an enemy like this... in the middle of the academy....
Her consciousness fading after the Personality Excretion Dropkick, she forced her eyes open again.
"No. Get a grip, Evelyn..."
She still couldn't figure out the villain's intentions, but if she broke here, who would be next?
The answer was all too obvious.
Isabella. Please notice... I have to escape first... This villain is... so ruthless it's hard to believe they're even human.
The words wouldn't come out.
As Evelyn barely clung to consciousness, the merciless barrage of Personality Excretion rained down on her during the 30-second interval.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack...!!
"Nng! Nnghk! Hh, ah... Aht...!!"
Clenching her thighs tightly together, Evelyn let out short gasps, constantly resisting the feeling that she was about to excrete something.
Don't let your guard down...!!
She clenched her ass cheeks and endured.
Sweat poured down Evelyn's face like rain as she panted. It was proof that her body was instinctively using an enormous amount of energy to stop the Personality Excretion.
I don't know what's happening to my body... but I feel like I absolutely cannot allow it...
WHACK!!
"Hnnggghhh...❤"
The moment the 30-second interval ended, Evelyn blew out a hot breath through her nose.
After somehow enduring the insane urge to excrete, her entire body felt like it had been cooked hot from a full-sprint run, melting over the back of the chair.
Her breathing was ragged, but she couldn't calm down.
Without realizing it, she opened her thighs and her hand fumbled for the soft skin inside.
Her breasts had also become sensitive to an unprecedented degree. Just a slight brush against her nipple sent a wave of bliss through her mind.
Why do I feel like this....
The act of excretion itself certainly has a pleasurable component for humans.
Just as a man suffers from the desire to ejaculate and becomes a sage after releasing it, excretion signifies 'release.
The closer she got to that 'release, the longer she endured, the more her body yearned for it, becoming aroused.
Evelyn's body was heating up from resisting the excretion of her personality-in a way, the ultimate release.
She was getting desperate.
Even knowing that some heinous villain was watching her from somewhere, Evelyn was becoming shamefully drenched in sexual arousal.
Her eyes were defiantly raised, as if to say, "I haven't completely submitted yet, but she couldn't stop the hand that had begun to caress her.
"Kh, khht. Are you satisfied now? Why don't you... come out already..."
Fiddle, fiddle.
"Hahk... Hnngh... Dammit..."
I look like a completely defeated bitch.
Seridwen was so embarrassed her ears turned bright red. This was the first time she had ever experienced something like this...
Pushed to the brink of 'Personality Excretion, every last root of her latent libido had been exposed, and she had become a bitch in heat, practically screaming 'free use' to anyone watching.
"Hahk... Hahk... Nngh... Hnngh..."
Evelyn felt dizzy as she reached a vaginal orgasm.
She didn't have the confidence to endure it if that came again at a moment like this.
It's okay. Recompose yourself and counterattack... There's no way they can use an attack of this magnitude so many times.
That must have been the last of it. It had to be.
Her eyes glazed over, drool trickling from her lips in a daze of defeat, as if her very human dignity was about to abandon her body.
"I... I won't lose... to something like this...!"
The 2-minute interval began.
[Breathless Personality Excretion] descended mercilessly upon the masturbating Evelyn.
"Nnghoooohhht!!?"
A storm of formless blows rained down on her.
Lying on the chair back as if it were a bed, legs spread, she was exposed to the Personality Excretion with a helpless expression on her face.
Thwackthwackthwackthwackthwack...!!
"Oh! Oooohk! Oh, oohk, no... I'm gonna... I'm gonna let it out... Oh, ohoh, I don't know what it is... but I'm letting it out... I'm letting it out... I'm letting it all out..."
Evelyn's eyes began to roll back.
She was in no state to care about the minimum dignity and decorum a human should possess.
Even excreting something the body absolutely had to get rid of, like feces or urine, required immense mental focus.
So what if the thing being excreted was her precious personality?
What if the lovely, black-haired, red-eyed lady's precious personality was being discharged through her asshole...?
"Oh, oooohh... ohooooh... let it out... let out the thing I'm not supposed to let out..."
Pffft, pffffffffft.
Pursing her lips into a small circle and exhaling hot breaths, Evelyn accepted her true defeat.
Spreading her legs on the chair, she excreted the Personality Jelly.
It looked, quite literally, like jelly.
Though it was being discharged from her asshole, it didn't give off a dirty impression. The moisture on the jelly's surface was just a bit of sweat seeping from her flushed, pink asshole. It almost looked as if someone had been playing with a slime they'd stuck up their ass and it had just popped out.
But it wasn't a toy.
It was, without a doubt, her personality.
Huh?
Evelyn's personality-the Pink Jelly-spilled onto the floor and looked up.
There was her own body, legs wide open, asshole gaping, panting heavily.
Wh-what happened...? My body...? An out-of-body experience?
Boing. Boing.
She tried to jump, but she couldn't move in the direction she wanted.
The Pink Jelly was personality itself. It was different from the limbs we move so easily by sending electrical signals.
Even the battle-hardened Evelyn panicked at the sight of her own body.
In her uncontrollable Personality Jelly state, she bumped into things here and there before being flung outside.
[Personality Abrasion -1%]
Ouch, that hurts!!!
Just a slight scrape on the floor was so painful it brought tears to her eyes.
She was reminded anew of just how defenseless she was.
It hurts. It hurts.... It really hurts so much.
No tears came out.
She had lost her body without even being able to put up a proper fight, and she herself had been spewed out like some kind of dreg.
Evelyn was tasting a truly terrible powerlessness.
My body... Give me back my body...
Had the room always been this cold?
The Pink Jelly, what was left of her personality, shivered.
I feel like I'm going to die... I've only been in this state for about 30 seconds and I feel like I'm going to die...
No, even if she wanted to die, could she?
Evelyn was thrown into the extreme powerlessness that only a victim of [Personality Excretion] could feel.
The [Personality Jelly] lacked the strength to endure even a normal environment.
To put it in perspective, her current state was like being thrown naked into the middle of the Arctic.
If left like this, it was only a matter of time before her personality collapsed. There was no need to even torment her.
Just then.
Evelyn's phone slipped out of her pocket and rolled across the floor.
That's it. I have to call for reinforcements!
Just to crawl two centimeters in the desired direction required thousands of trials and errors.
The distance to the smartphone was about 40 centimeters.
For the Pink Jelly Evelyn, it was a hellish journey.
But what was even more terrifying was not knowing what that heinous villain would do next.
Her colleagues and the juniors at her alma mater were in danger.
Enduring the pain of her personality abrading away, Evelyn pushed forward.
-x-X-x-
"Mmm~ This pork is delicious."
With the scarecrow measurement complete, it was now lunchtime.
The Etsol Academy student cafeteria's spicy stir-fried pork was amazing!
Today, I also bought Henna's seafood pasta. Paying back the money I borrowed yesterday.
A total of 9 coins were spent, and the remaining balance was 45 coins.
"It's really okay."
"I bought it as a way to repay the favor."
"Favor? …Chest?"
If letting me touch her chest counts as a favor, then it's indeed a favor.
"…"
"If you're going to be so shy, don't mention it."
"I'm embarrassed…"
"The favor of covering for me when I was on the verge of being expelled."
The fact that I can now enjoy life at the academy is, after all, thanks to Henna.
From Henna's perspective, I would have been someone who would vanish if left alone.
Could it be due to gaslighting?
"Why did you feel compelled to defend me?"
"…"
"You don't have to say it if it's difficult."
The favor isn't something that can be repaid with just a meal; I plan to repay her a bit more.
I feel like I should be by Henna's side.
But I'm still not sure if it's a plus or a minus that I, the protagonist of an erotic game, am attached to her, who is known for her "depraved and perverted body."
I wonder if a random erotic event (an encounter) with "OnaAka" is waiting for me. That part worries me.
"Can I sit here?"
At that moment, Yuuna quietly takes a seat beside me.
"Aren't those your friends over there?"
She looks at me, puzzled.
"Today I decided to eat with Henna."
"But why are you sitting next to me?"
"…"
I can sense the questioning gaze, asking if I can just let it go.
"Then, should I not sit?"
"Please sit, Your Highness. I shall offer you a tribute to appease your anger."
I serve her some of my blood-like spicy pork.
"Hmmm. I have Mapo Tofu; is that okay?"
As promised, it's time to exchange side dishes.
"I don't mind."
"I can't eat spicy food."
"Then, should Henna give you dumplings? Oh, but without shrimp, please."
"Sure, I like dumplings."
We sample each other's dishes.
Mapo tofu isn't bad either. Next up is this.
"Have both of you prepared for the next class?"
"What's the next class?"
"You really know how to live moderately, Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Was it a bit 'D'-like?"
After turning on the Academy app and checking, I discovered that the afternoon session was dungeon exploration.
"Are we going outside or something?"
"Outside? What do you mean?"
Yuuna explained in detail, seemingly recalling that I was a student who refused to attend school. Astonishingly, there appears to be a system within the academy that creates dozens of dungeon entrances. Am I the only one attending the academy without knowing this?
"Isn't it dangerous? What's the benefit of having dungeons in the academy?"
"Academy students can safely grow and develop. There's nothing more dangerous than jumping onto the ground with your bare hands."
"Because it's a controlled environment, at least?"
"Yes. In comparison to dungeons that arise in various remote areas, the dungeons that occur within Ethol Academy have fewer anomalies. It's a primary characteristic of the Korean terrain."
'Fewer anomalies.'
In other words, the likelihood of encountering danger from within was minimal. That was the implication.
"Is the situation different in other countries?"
"It's dangerous. Transcendent beasts roam unchecked, and travel bans are updated monthly."
"A competent hunter is needed everywhere."
A hunter's status was not to be taken lightly, it seemed.
This meant that substantial rewards could be anticipated.
'Everything is starting to come together.'
The protagonist of "OnaAka" grows by collecting onaholes.
Upon considering the reason for this extraordinary ability, it must be to transform the protagonist, who was initially nothing more than D-class trash, into a respectable hunter.
The ultimate goal of this erotic game is to build a harem.
There must be numerous heroines in the hunting industry.
Yuuna, being a professional hunter, was one of the heroines in that field.
One could conclude that this was one of the standard routes in the game.
'This has to be the right answer.'
My roommate, Lee Su-hyeon—the OnaAka player who sent me here—proves helpful in moments like these.
Seeing that he had been engrossed for over 200 hours, OnaAka was more than just an erotic game. It was a simulation game incorporating the concept of nurturing a protagonist's or heroine's growth.
In that case, the "Hunter Route," which demands honest development, seemed perfect for me. I had given up on the expectation of a stable, respectable job. High risk, high return. Being a wealthy hunter was the ultimate goal. "Villain Route," "The Worst Villain Onahole Man"... As long as I could dodge such abhorrent events, everything would be fine.
"Is there anything else you're curious about?"
Despite everything, Yuuna had a personality inclined to care for others. She made an effort to help me without showing any signs of irritation. Her slightly smug face appeared endearing.
"Does less irregularity mean that Korean dungeons are easy?"
"Exactly. That's why there are so many prestigious academies in Korea. It's an environment where relatively weak dungeons are prevalent. In contrast, countries like Russia, where you start from at least an A-rank, nurturing newcomers is quite challenging."
It was only fitting that a level 1 slime would appear before a warrior who had just embarked on an adventure. After all, if they were to face level 80 dragons from the start, they would undoubtedly perish. It was a welcome fact that Korea provided a suitable environment for gradually growing stronger.
"By the way, have you been holed up somewhere all this time? You're asking me something you could easily learn from the news."
"I was watching anime at home."
I deftly evaded Yuuna's inquiry with a nonchalant tone. As soon as I mentioned anime, she seemed to lose the will to question me further.
Oh, I saw anime at home, huh? What now?
"What anime?"
That's when Henna chimed in. I hadn't expected to find an academy girl in front of me with such an interest in animation.
"Yeah, what anime? What anime?"
It seemed she would be sorely disappointed if I admitted to never having seen any anime from this world.
What should I say?
"It's an anime filled with beautiful girls, so Henna probably wouldn't know about it."
I ventured into a genre women would generally avoid.
"Could it be 'A Casual Otherworldly Romance'?"
However, it appeared I had underestimated Henna's devotion to the medium.
The name of a beautiful girl anime suddenly emerged.
Could it be a kindred spirit?
The dormant otaku within me stirred slightly.
"What? I like the title, though."
"It's an incredibly popular series. Anif's annual number one! If you haven't watched it yet, you absolutely must!"
As I suspected, this world's mainstream taste is pure love.
I had been concerned that everyone secretly enjoyed hypnotic, NTR, and tentacle-themed content with the wildly popular "OnaAka" universe shining at the top of the adult game industry.
I felt an odd sense of relief after realizing that pure love was, in fact, a universally shared value.
"Haven't seen it yet? Then, would you like to watch it together at my house? I have a collector's edition from episode 1 to 152, so let's binge-watch it together!"
"No, not so many episodes at once."
Henna, you were never a character who spoke with such a bright and lively voice!
"Then, let's try a sample first. Episode 1, no, 'that scene' starts from episode 3. At least until episode 3. Episode 3 is the best because Director Sakamoto is in charge of both the art and direction."
The heroine is so adorable that my heart is in danger."
As Henna passionately discusses the animated series, I find myself speechless and simply watch her in awe. Yuuna, unable to join the conversation, focuses on eating her mapo tofu, glancing back and forth between Henna and me.
'So that's the kind of thing she's into...'
Somehow, it made sense. At first glance, with her figure and the face partially hidden by her bangs, I wondered why she was portrayed as a nerdy heroine. But there was a plausible reason.
Being quite the formidable otaku myself, I can relate to her enthusiasm. I know how disappointed one might feel if their request to share a beloved series is declined.
"Alright. Let's watch it together."
"Really? Really? When and what time? How many minutes? I already know the ending, but I'll be quiet as if I've never seen it!"
"This weekend?"
"Yes! This weekend!"
Unexpectedly, I find myself agreeing to an anime viewing party with my female classmate (presumably K-cup-sized). If the genre is pure love, there's no reason to say no.
After making a choice, I couldn't help but wonder if this was a strategy option. A wry smile crossed my lips.
"Hehe."
If that were the case, it seemed as if marriage was already on the table. I was genuinely concerned. She seemed like the type who could easily be ensnared by some unsavory man and have her life twisted. I'd have to look out for her.
Of course, that didn't mean I intended to seize any opportunity to fondle her breasts. There would be no reason for that if we maintained a normal friendship.
Our first meeting had been a bit hasty, but as long as I remained cautious, we could maintain a good relationship without triggering any more random erotic events.
'I hope she doesn't get struck in the eye in the dungeon.'
It would be fortunate if I didn't hold back the two heroines, who were stronger than me.
In the afternoon class session, Class 2-F returned to the indoor training ground. Each student gathered the necessary items from their lockers to tackle the dungeon. Henna carried a dark brown, wall-like staff, while Yuuna was meticulously armed with a custom belt that could be worn over her school uniform and gloves to protect her hands.
This was a stark contrast to her hasty preparation during the previous expedition.
Nevertheless, in my eyes, the sight of venturing into a dungeon clad in a school uniform that exposes bare thighs appears both perilous and tough.
The crucial point is that their level of preparedness surpasses mine.
I was the only one standing alone, garbed in nothing but a hoodie.
"What's this, Kim Sang-hyuk? Don't you have any personal gear?"
Yuuna inquires, taken aback.
"…"
There is a risqué magazine in the locker, featuring the idol "Lizna May," who bears a striking resemblance to the student council president.
Would that be of any help?
I felt like a pitiable student who couldn't afford to bring expensive equipment due to family circumstances.
And perhaps that woeful aura stirred Yuuna's class president instincts.
"There's still time, so follow me!"
With a snap, Yuuna took my hand and led me away.
"Uh, uh, Henna, I'll be back in a bit."
As I left the indoor training ground and followed Yuuna around the corner of the hallway, a seemingly sleep-deprived female student was guarding a door.
"Yuuna? What's going on?"
"Chen, could I take a look at your gear?"
"Kim Sang-hyuk? Isn't he a rank D? It might be a bit early for him."
"Well, he doesn't even have basic equipment. This guy."
I felt somewhat embarrassed.
A female student called Chen scrutinized me from head to toe and then sighed.
"Anyway, he probably won't know how to use any of this... but let him try going in."
"Yes!"
When the door Chen was guarding opened, I was taken aback.
An armory…?
An astonishing array of weapons and armor were displayed by category.
For each weapon category, academy students who were likely part of the "artisan" group were inspecting weapons, checking inventory, and performing various tasks.
"This is Academy B's workshop. It probably has the widest variety of available weapons."
"Can I buy weapons here?"
"Yeah. How about something like this?"
Yuuna immediately picked up a sword.
To be honest, I don't have confidence in wielding a sword as skillfully as Yuuna.
More importantly.
'It doesn't match my personality release.'
Although I haven't had much experience with it yet, personality release works well with weapons that deliver a shock.
It doesn't suit sharp weapons.
Inducing personality excretion can be achieved to some extent merely through contact, yet it is most satisfying when done alongside inflicting shock upon the enemy's body.
That was the reason I exerted myself with fervor, even when striking a mere training dummy.
In actual combat, however, it would be challenging to accomplish.
"Take a look around."
In that moment, a weapon ensnared my gaze.
The modern panacea for all ailments is a gun.
In my mind, I envision myself as the John Wick of the personality-excretion industry—a professional assassin from an action film.
'Personality excretion double tap, personality excretion Mozambique drill...'
How incredible, right?
"Are you interested in firearms? Have you ever handled them before?"
Of course. I still remember my K2 gun number.
It was natural for me to become interested in firearms after having experience with cold weapons like daggers, spears, knives, and knuckles.
"Indeed, guns are better than knives."
Yuuna spoke, her tone slightly sulky.
"Hmm. If a gun malfunctions during a dive, it's game over, isn't it?"
"Do you dislike guns?"
"Ahem. In the hunter industry, it's one of the weapons that aren't acknowledged for their 'pure skill'. I'm not a particularly discriminatory person, but even if one has a high rank, using a gun tends to draw disdain. It's good to know."
"Then why do you restrain yourself?"
Is she upset that I didn't show interest in the same weapon as her?
Yuuna pouted her lips and mumbled.
"I prefer knives."
… How cute.
"Shall I go with this one?"
I picked up a Glock 19.
'Is this the compact version?'
The Glock 19 I had once held at the gun shop seemed slightly smaller than this one, yet its full grip posed no problem. Examining the magazine, I noticed it was loaded with fifteen 9mm rounds.
"Senior, how much is this?"
"That? 600 coins."
"…"
I carefully set the clock down.
"That's too expensive. Should I go for this knuckle instead?"
"That knuckle is made from a special material. It's 800 coins."
Is a knuckle more expensive than a gun? How is that even possible?!
As I pondered, Yuuna sidled up next to me.
"I'll buy it for you."
"No, it's way too expensive."
"You like the gun, don't you? I'll buy it for you. Just pay me back!"
"…haha."
I had barely paid off my debts, and here I was, getting into debt again.
Still, having a gun would be reassuring.
"Then, I think I'll need an ammo belt and an extra magazine."
"Add 200 more coins, and I'll sell you the whole set. Oh, and since your boyfriend is quite handsome, I'll give you a 100-coin discount if you buy everything together."
"…Boyfriend…?"
"Oh, really? Are you sure? After all, 700 coins isn't an amount to casually gift a friend, is it?"
Yuuna presented her student ID with a slightly tense expression.
"Ah, please proceed with the payment."
"Should I reconsider, Yuuna?"
"No, it's fine! Really, it's okay."
She may be a professional hunter, but it seems like a considerable sum to take from a classmate. Should I refuse?
Yuuna glanced back at me, concern in her eyes, and forced a smile.
"When I first started as a hunter, I was overwhelmed too. I had nothing and no one to help me."
"Yuuna…"
"That's when I made a promise. If I ever found myself in a position to help someone, I would do so without hesitation."
And so, she gave such a generous gift to me, who doesn't even have a weapon...
"You're going to earn a lot of money as a hunter, right?"
"Absolutely."
I stealthily approached the senior who was handling the payment.
"Excuse me, senior. Could you please give a bit more of a discount?"
"What? No."
"Is my 'face discount' only worth 100 coins? Please take a closer look."
"…"
It might just work, since she's a female senior.
I cautiously approached and gently gazed at her, and the female senior's face gradually flushed with a deepening shade of red.
"Oh, alright. Fine… Just don't get so close to my face."
Hmph.
A genius in the art of facial expressions, she could get discounts just by looking at someone.
"200 coins…?"
"Take a picture with me, and how about 50 more coins?"
"…Ah, a p-picture? In that case,
"If you link arms, 30 more coins."
"A-Ah, ugh…!?"
"I'll smile like this, so please add 50 more coins."
"…Gasp… U-uh, sure…"
Distracted and overwhelmed, I managed to haggle the full Glock package down to 400 coins.
Finally, I linked arms with the female senior, took a few selfies together, and then returned.
"I did my best. How was it?"
"So it's possible after all."
The female senior proudly showed off the pictures we had taken together to her colleagues.
"If they were male seniors, Yuuna could have done it too, right?"
"I-I can't! Just imagining it is embarrassing!"
I shouldn't have mentioned it, knowing full well the response.
Modesty is always best for a woman.
"Kim Sang-hyuk. Is there anyone you like?"
"Huh?"
"He's so handsome, yet I wonder if he has a girlfriend."
"I don't."
"You could date anyone if you really wanted to, right?"
Yuuna probably thinks that way because his appearance makes it seem like anyone would want to date him.
"I don't want to date just anyone. It has to be someone I truly like."
"That's right. It must be someone you really like."
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, I don't! I've never had one!"
Would Yuuna go out with me if I asked her? As I gazed deeply into her eyes, the atmosphere somehow became moist and charged with excitement.
"Do you like the weapon?"
"Yes. I think it'd go well with the personality discharge skill."
"How could the skill's name be Personality Discharge?"
Sadly, as soon as the term "personality discharge" came up, the mood vanished completely. Is this the curse of the erotic game?
"Henna is waiting, so let's head back."
"Alright, let's go."
"Thank you for buying me the weapon."
"Work hard and pay me back! I didn't just give it to you for free."
I placed the Glock in the holster we bought together. There were five spare magazines.
Sang-hyuk decided to store the remaining ammunition in his inventory, replenishing it as needed.
'Now that I've bought it, I find myself wanting something like a compensator.'
He couldn't bring himself to ask for that as well.
Perhaps he'd try upgrading after paying off his debt.
'I must work hard. Life in the Academy.'
Sang-hyuk and Henna returned to their restless state.
Surrounded by male students, Sang-hyuk's pace quickened.
"You said your name is Henna? Come with us."
"If you join our squad, we'll distribute more coins to you. Double the amount. How does that sound?"
"How about forming a duo with me? I promise not to do anything weird."
"I don't want to."
In just a moment of inattention, this had happened.
"Henna!"
"Sa, Sang-hyuk!"
Henna's expression brightened like a puppy called by her master, and she ran toward him.
Then she stood close beside him and tightly grasped his hand.
"I'm, um… in a party with Sang-hyuk already... I'm sorry…"
"…D-class…"
Why was he mumbling? If he had conceded defeat, he should just leave quickly. Good riddance.
Every time, I am reminded of the tremendous advantage a man gains by being tall and well-built.
Similar to the saying, "don't exercise if you're handsome," if my rank were to increase, I can't help but think the other males would feel immensely deprived...
Isn't this akin to a walking harem generator?
"Were you properly saying, 'No. Way? Sir.'?"
"Uh-huh…! But he kept insisting, so I felt really awkward."
Yuuna watches our conversation with astonishment.
"Is Henna some sort of child?"
"Yeah, Henna is quite innocent."
"You shouldn't keep indulging her like that. Henna, instead of 'No way. Sir.', say, 'Stop bothering me and buzz off.' Try repeating that."
"…"
Would that kind of input even work for someone so innocent?
It appears that half of the F-class students have already entered the dungeon while I was away at the armory.
"The rest of the students should also form groups of three. If you intend to be matched as a solo or duo, inform the teacher beforehand."
'A group of three. Is this a squad?'
I alternated my gaze between Yuuna and Henna.
"Are we a team?"
"I originally preferred going solo, but I'll accompany you both. I'm concerned about leaving just the two of you on your own."
It's evident that Henna, merely by observing her fidgeting, has every intention of joining me.
"Oh, Yuuna. Are you forming a squad? Who will be the leader?"
"That would be me, instructor. Please guide us to the most enticing dungeon."
"As it happens, there's one C-ranked dungeon remaining for squads. Head to B-3."
It appears that the three of us can venture into a rather high-level dungeon.
The area designated as B-3 is a section of the indoor training ground, divided into squares like a chessboard. In each square, dungeons were generated using gravitational wave induction devices, and as seen previously, white gravitational waves rippled and shimmered.
Although they all appear similar,
C-ranked dungeons were subtly distinct from the gravitational waves. Perhaps they possess a more undulating sensation.
It's difficult to explicitly describe...
[「Perception·Crimson」activated]
[C-ranked dungeon]
[#9319. Lake's Phantoms] [Rarity C-] [Reward C-] [Aberration D]
[Maximum participant limit: 3 (squad)]
Hmm. It's clear to me upon seeing it like this.
Ganpa Hong is an incredibly useful skill.
"With the three of us, we should be able to handle most situations. Let's go!"
Just then, Deherit appeared out of nowhere, pushing Yuuna aside and taking control of the dungeon entrance.
"Whoa!"
"…Ugh! What's going on?"
"Sorry, but this is the dungeon we've claimed."
"What? There was no one here, so what do you mean you've claimed it?"
"Well, all three of us had a sudden urge to use the restroom. Now, would you mind stepping aside? We'll be taking on this C-class dungeon."
Deherit was also part of a 'squad'.
Beside her, there was a girl smirking mischievously and a short-haired boy.
"Don't cut in line. Do you realize how childish it is to start a fight like this?"
"A fight? Me? Even if you add up the scores of all three of you, you still can't match me."
When did she find out our scores?
"Actually, shouldn't you be the ones to step aside, even if I'm late, so you don't hold back an A-class honor student like me?"
"What kind of logic is that?"
Henna gripped my hand tightly and clung to me, looking frightened.
Our leader seems unwilling to back down. If a fight breaks out here, honestly, it would be a loss for both sides.
Deherit Ade.
She has despised me since day one. The gang doesn't seem to have a favorable view of me either.
Is it because I'm an on-hole collector?
It's irritating to her that I, who should have been expelled from this academy, still remain.
Ade's cold gaze appears to convey that sentiment.
"Hey, D. What's with that pistol? There's no way a D-rank could have the money to buy something like that. Aha! You must have scraped together your funds and bought it when our pro-hunter wasn't around."
"… What are you trying to say?"
"It's amusing to play king among the weak. It's fitting for weaklings to lick each other's wounds like that."
"Don't insult my friends."
Yuuna placed her hand on the hilt of her sword.
"Friends? You can only call someone a friend when you're on equal footing. Just so you know, my score is 2,500 points. Atali has 1,700 points, and Wilhelm has 2,000 points. How about that? You need to be at least on this level to be considered a 'friend' for the first time."
"Isn't it just pitiful when someone judges others based on their rank while making friends?"
"Yuuna Nakamori. They say that if you hang out with a D-rank, you'll start thinking like one, and it seems to be true. How about you try exploring a 3D dungeon more suited to your level?"
"You, you little..."
As much as I wanted to tell her to stop bothering with every little thing, it seemed too late already.
Instead of engaging with Deherit, I activated my crimson gaze and surveyed the surroundings.
My legendary skill, 'Insightful Red,' allowed me to discern the dungeon's rank just by catching a glimpse of the gravitational waves.
I had a hunch that there might be a well-hidden and rewarding dungeon nearby.
[C(B)-Rank Dungeon]
[#7119. Golden Orc Fortress] [Rarity C] [Reward B+] [Anomaly B]
[A demon merchant will appear in this dungeon.]
[This dungeon possesses an above-average anomaly level, and its rank will increase upon fulfilling certain conditions.]
[Reward Multiplier +3]
[Maximum Participant Limit: 3 (squad)]
'Found it.'
An undiscovered gem of a dungeon that no one had ever entered.
Now there was no reason to ascribe importance to the dungeon that Deherit was so fervently obsessed with.
"I truly can't endure this anymore! I challenge you to a duel.
"Hold on!"
I interposed myself between Yuuna and Deherit.
Yuuna appeared flustered, while Deherit's glare intensified in my direction.
"What is it? Grade D."
"Calm down, Yuuna. All three of them urgently needed to use the restroom."
"Such a preposterous excuse."
"Deherit. You handled it. That dungeon."
Truthfully, I would prefer if they left for that dungeon sooner.
Let's share some sweet moments together.
"Being in Grade D, you grasp the situation rather quickly. It seems those who have crawled to the bottom know how to adapt, huh?"
"In all honesty, I was somewhat frightened, but I'm truly relieved that you'll take care of it."
"…Hahaha! Are you afraid of a C-class dungeon? Yuuna, what on earth were you planning to do with such a coward?"
"…"
"We have other plans, indeed. We will venture into a 3D dungeon. Keep your spirits up, Deherit."
"Silence. I don't require your encouragement. We will consult the rankings later to see how much we've earned."
Deherit's gang laughed as they vanished into the dungeon, leaving Yuuna behind. Her face was flushed with excitement—a mix of anger and embarrassment.
"He insulted both you and your friend, Henna! Can you really let him go without even a duel, Kim Sang-hyuk? Are you really that passive?"
"Calm down, Yuuna. We came here to make money, remember?"
"But now we've been kicked out of the dungeon we were planning to go to. What do we do now?"
"We have two options. Either we tackle the 3D dungeon with the mindset of a defeated party..."
Yuuna's gaze grew even more piercing.
Her emotions were on full display, and it seemed she was ready to turn her back on Sang-hyuk and leave.
"I hope the second option is more appealing than the first."
"The second option is to venture into an unknown semi-B-class dungeon that even Deherit was unaware of."
"…What?"
Sang-hyuk proceeded to explain his insight skills to both Yuuna and Henna.
This ability allowed him to briefly grasp information about a dungeon before entering it.
He had already spotted another promising dungeon while Yuuna was quarreling with Deherit.
Upon realizing this, Yuuna's anger began to subside.
"Well, you should have said so earlier."
"It was better that you didn't speak up. If you become angry and huff, won't Deherit enter the C-class dungeon with an even more satisfied heart?"
"I didn't huff!"
"Let's go. If you're so quick-tempered, you can deal with him later."
"But it's incredible... I never knew such a skill existed."
"Me too… Sang-hyuk is amazing."
Both Henna and Yuuna unanimously expressed their awe at my discernment skills.
It must be a rare skill, even in the hunting industry.
It's a "mythical-class" skill bestowed by the goddess of Yagem, the owner of this OnaAka world.
In terms of value, it's comparable to Lucky Skeve, which manipulates reality.
and personality excretion, which induces the expulsion of one's personality.
It wasn't even a challenge to gain the upper hand in the minor information wars within the academy.
"The problem is, after entering this dungeon, if the conditions are met, the rank increases, and it becomes B-class, but if Yuuna can't manage it, we'll have no choice but to withdraw."
The success of clearing this dungeon relies entirely on Yuuna's capabilities.
I conveyed this fact clearly.
"Are you okay, Yuuna?"
However.
Could it be due to Deherit? Yuuna was ablaze with enthusiasm.
"You mean a horse? This is a place to act, even if you can't eat! Just follow me!"
"Alright, let's go in!"
"Let's go together, Sang-hyuk."
[Participating in the dungeon]
[Participants: Yuuna Nakamori, Kim Sang-hyuk, and Henna Isis]
The exploration began.
[Entering the Golden Orc Fortress]
[Golden Rule 1. The reward coins obtained when hunting 'Servants of the Golden Domain' are tripled]
[Golden Rule 2. The reward coins of the 'Servants of the Golden Domain' corresponding to the boss level are increased by 20 times]
"Kyaa! What should I do!"
As soon as I dived, I heard Yuuna's excited scream.
"It's the 'Golden' zone with the highest earnings! The competition is really fierce. Such a sweet dungeon appearing in the Academy!"
"You like it that much, even though it hasn't been cleared yet?"
"Clear? Of course, we must! Now, let's all check our belongings and weapons before proceeding."
Everything is fine, except for the smartphone.
"Are you okay, Henna?"
"Yeah, I'm fine like this."
Henna was holding my hand tightly.
Small, white, soft hands contrasted with strong male hands with prominent veins.
I feel like I'm getting an erection just holding her hand, as if I don't have a vigorous body.
'Let's not get excited…'
I'm not out on a backpacking trip with two pretty girls.
My body was already consumed with excitement, yet this was a perilous dungeon, fraught with lurking dangers.
One must remain vigilant, or risk falling into peril.
Simply touched by gravity waves that distorted space, we found ourselves transported to an entirely different world, far from the academy.
Taken at face value, it seemed like ancient ruins buried beneath the desert sands.
'Last time, it was a forest.'
The landscape had changed this time.
A dark corridor, wide enough for three people to pass through side by side, stretched out in front and behind us, while sunlight and fine sand cascaded like a waterfall from the gaping hole in the ceiling.
Yuuna, warming up her body, glanced back at me.
"Kim Sang-hyuk. Have you ever demonstrated your skills to Henna? It might be best to warn her beforehand, to avoid any surprises."
Her concern likely stemmed from her own past experience.
It was a valid point.
"But how should I explain it?"
"…Indeed…"
Does my attack provoke the enemy into excretion?
Perhaps it's best not to mention it...
I still don't fully understand the intricacies of personality excretion. All I know is that it aligns with the preferences of Enn-chan, the goddess of Yagem.
The protagonist of "OnaAka" boasts an extraordinary talent for compatibility with Onahole collectors.
Personally, I believe it to be a finishing move due to its ability to bypass the enemy's defenses.
"Henna, behind you!"
Yuuna unsheathed her sword. It appeared that a suitable opponent had just revealed itself.
"Kwaaarrk!"
A green monster, considerably larger than a goblin, raised its arm in Henna's direction.
"I've got this!"
I promptly drew my Glock and took aim.
"Henna, cover your ears!"
Bang!
The bullet lodged itself cleanly in the orc's head. However, its resilience exceeded my expectations, and I failed to halt it entirely.
'It's alright.'
I can take my time using it after dealing the initial blow.
'Personality Expulsion.'
It might have withstood a headshot, but can it endure an expulsion shot?
"Kwiiik!?"
I was certain of my victory. The orc, which had intended to assault Henna, clutched its belly and began to stagger.
"There's no need to strike it further."
Yuuna said, considering the situation resolved with just a single shot.
"Personality Expulsion" boasts exceptional power. Soon, the orc's ragged pants began to bulge,
and dark gray personality jelly burst forth.
"Ugh! How revolting…"
Yuuna backed away with a grimace.
"What is this?
"It's akin to an orc's soul."
It's easier to understand if you consider it a concept similar to a soul.
Neither the personality nor the soul is a tangible entity that is physically expelled from the body,
but Henna would understand if it were explained as materializing such a thing and bringing it out.
"Is it dead?"
Henna asked again.
"No. The personality jelly is still connected to the main body."
"Kanpa Hong" perceives even the invisible.
The personality jelly remains connected to the main body, much like a Bluetooth device. In other words…
If one were to nudge the mindlessly approaching jelly with a foot.
"Kyuk, kkkik."
The main body responds with a moan. So far, everything proceeded as expected.
"How odd…"
"I didn't do much, but it feels like it's being severely abused."
I think so too.
It's telling that even the hunter, who takes the lives of demons, would feel uncomfortable about it.
It might be because Yuuna is virtuous, but…
"Now, it's time to finish this."
I stepped on the essence jelly and quietly chanted.
"Become an Onahole."
Using essence jelly as an ingredient, I create an Onahole.
Since the Onahole becomes a new embodiment of the essence, the connection with the main body weakens all at once.
In other words, the main body becomes like an empty shell.
"This is my skill, Henna."
"The orc has become adorable."
…Hmm. Fine. Let's say it's become cuter.
How can Henna not despise me?
Even when she sees something lewd and vulgar right before her eyes, like when she's an Onahole, she reacts this way.
Beyond naïveté, she's utterly defenseless.
Yuuna wears a complex expression, unsure if Henna's demeanor is genuine or an act.
Henna is real, though…
[Acquired the 『Firearms Mastery』 skill]
When the essence jelly is transformed into an Onahole and the main body is turned into a shell, it seems to count as a death tally.
In truth, there is no more complete neutralization than this.
"Kwuwok. Kwowouk."
"Kkuwiik."
Orcs came rushing in, as if they heard the gunfire.
"I'll handle the front myself! Can I leave the rear to you, Kim Sang-hyuk?"
"Did you see that? These guys barely managed to land a hit on me."
"Only if it continues to go well."
Didn't I say it before? I am Kim Sang-hyuk, an exceptional marksman recognized by the Ministry of National Defense.
Large targets lumbering down a narrow corridor with no escape are as good as dead already!
"Cover your ears, Henna!"
*Clatter.*
I had a feeling something was caught. It turned out to be a sudden malfunction in the ammunition.
'A jammed round, here of all places?'
"Urrgghh!"
Just as I was about to engage in a fistfight, Henna stepped in front of me, as if to shield me.
I was taken aback by this.
It was because I hadn't expected her, whom I thought needed my unwavering protection, to bravely defend me like this.
In a way, I might have been disregarding Henna, even though I knew I shouldn't have.
"I'll handle this."
Henna blocked the Orc's attack with her solid wooden staff and cast an 'Intangible Magic Bullet.'
She repelled the Orc, which was larger than herself, using a shockwave.
While she did that, I cleared the jammed round and took aim once more.
'In dungeons, they are prone to malfunction.'
Let's not panic. Panicking is more fatal than a jammed bullet… That's what I thought!
*Clatter!*
"Ah, darn it…!"
Getting jammed twice in a row is too much!
"It's not a defective product. This!?"
Yuuna, who had already taken care of three orcs, giggled.
"What did I tell you?"
"…No, it's not just about the 5%!"
"Your skill stats are still low and your proficiency is at the lowest rank. The malfunction rate is probably over 30%? And by the way, the power has also decreased."
No, do I have to use a gun in a dungeon while dealing with all these drawbacks?
Anyway, after fixing the faulty ammunition again, I pull the slide and aim.
Henna has already taken down two orcs.
'Henna had a higher overall evaluation than me…'
If you think about it, she's a senior dungeon strategist.
A sultry childhood friend who squeezes her breasts and giggles, and an academy top student…!
I abandon the naive idea that firearms will unconditionally meet my expectations.
"I'll protect you, Sang-hyuk."
"It's alright. You can send a few my way!"
"Yaksha Assault"
I wasn't just aiming from behind, I used the charge skill to push the orc away with a powerful body slam.
Then, I fired.
'Personality Expulsion Double Tap!'
Bang! Bang!
"Kkwiik!?"
One orc eliminated.
"Let's do this together, Henna."
"It's the first time you've said that…"
"Did I ever use you as a shield before?"
"Uh, huh? Yeah…"
Damn it. I can't back down anymore!
"Personality Expulsion Soccer Kick!"
"Kkwiik!?"
I thought it would be enough to fight with just a gun, but I had to keep checking the Glock that malfunctioned as easily as breathing, and engage in hand-to-hand combat just to barely hold my own.
Henna's magic.
The 'Intangible Magic Bullet' never fails, is powerful, and is fast.
Even though it was the most basic type of magic, it proved to be much more effective than firearms within the dungeon.
'Let's say the malfunctioning is to be expected.'
It's a little painful that the power has been reduced.
In truth, if it hadn't been for that personality quirk, wouldn't it have taken at least four strikes to bring them down?
'I like that it's a one-shot, one-kill.'
Yes, it's not all downside. Yuuna, an adept B-class hunter, could fell orcs with unwavering determination.
A defeated orc would never rise again…
Bang!
"Become an Onahole."
And she recited with charisma.
Henna, who had been silently watching from the side, raised her staff and shouted.
"I want to join you too."
"What?"
"Become an Onahole! Yap!"
"Pffft…!"
Yuuna, who had been fighting in the background, burst into laughter.
"Right! Let's do this together!"
Hunting should be enjoyable, shouldn't it?
"Become an Onahole!"
"Become an Onahole!"
Henna transformed into a mysterious Onahole girl.
[Level has risen]
[Level has risen]
[Firearms proficiency level has risen]
Oh, wonderful.
As they effortlessly dispatched dozens of orcs as if slicing through cake, their once silent well of experience points exploded.
The door to growth had swung wide open!
[Level has risen]
[Level has risen]
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Henna supports me with intangible magical projectiles.
"The orcs are getting cuter, Sang-hyuk!"
"Yes, become an Onahole!"
"Become an Onahole! Hehe, it's like a magical incantation."
"Henna! Girls shouldn't be talking about Onaholes!"
The personality jellies have slightly different colors for each individual. In Henna's eyes, the repulsive orcs transformed into colorful toys, so it wasn't unusual for her to say they were 'getting cuter.'
'We're gradually overpowering them with firepower.'
Although the failure rate hasn't decreased, my hand movements for dealing with bullet jams have become faster. Since Henna only needs to unleash magical projectiles without worrying about close combat with the orcs, our tasks have become simpler.
Soon, the last one was taken down by my finishing shot.
[Your firearms proficiency level has increased]
[Your level has increased]
[You have acquired the skill "Onahole Enhancement"]
What is this?
["Onahole Enhancement" has chosen Onahole!!… Overall abilities of the Onahole are strengthened.]
A buff skill? What exactly happens when you enhance an Onahole?
Tighter and more durable, perhaps…
"Why? Sang-hyuk? Have you learned a new skill?"
…
It was not a topic I could discuss with my well-endowed childhood friend who gazed at me with her beautiful eyes.
Would Yuuna understand?
"Did you learn something else peculiar?"
I considered asking her if I could treat her like an Onahole, but then thought better of it.
"Let's pick it up first."
[Ordinary Orc Onahole]
[A creation by imbuing the persona of an orc from the beastly lineage into an onahole. Characterized by its coarse texture]
[Rarity: C]
[Tightness: C+ Durability: C Warmth: D Responsiveness: D] [Personality remains intact (100%)]
[Achieved first collection of Orc Onahole!]
[Strength: +3]
[Agility: +3]
[Skill: +3]
[Stamina: +3]
[Orc Onahole (Masterpiece)]
[Rarity: C+]
[Tightness: C+ Durability: C+ Warmth: C Responsiveness: D] [Personality remains intact (100%)]
[Collected the Orc Onahole (Masterpiece)]
[Strength: +2]
"Onahole inventory open."
Regrettably, it did not possess the touch of a masterful work.
Henna squats down and joins me in collecting the onaholes.
"It looks cute. I feel all jittery."
"…"
Yuuna, seemingly not wanting to touch it with her hands, folds her arms and pretends not to care.
Her reaction is understandable; I don't feel particularly eager to handle it either.
I am merely gathering them as an unavoidable byproduct of my abilities.
Even so, the Onahole was substantial, far too enticing.
"If you've obtained the collection bonus, there's no need to gather the rest, right?"
"True. It's not like I'm going to use them."
"Then let's leave them and go. When would we have time to find all those things and take them?"
Picking them up had become tiresome, as they were mixed in with the orc shells.
I agreed with Yuuna's words and stood up.
"The leader should be nearby."
Yuuna was right.
In a nearby room, an orc with the appearance of a warrior awaited us.
[Orc Champion]
[The leader of the orcs. Possesses advanced combat skills and a massive stature.]
"Grrroooaaarrr!"
Bang!
I immediately pulled the trigger on my Glock. But this brute deflected my bullet with the sword in his hand, as if he had seen it coming.
'Really has it in for firearms…'
Anyone could tell that his swing was aided by some system correction. That.
It was as if in a game, the orc's arm moved simultaneously with the pull of my trigger, as though saying, "You can't cheap-shot me from afar~."
"Don't worry. We'll create an opening for you."
With that, Yuuna dashed forward to pave the way for me.
"I'll shatter their defenses! Henna, follow up!"
"Understood!"
I merely observed, my weapon lowered.
"Grrraaargh!"
Yuuna evaded the Orc Champion's mighty sword swing as if flowing like water while leaping,
slicing through the hefty orc's thigh with her own blade and forcing it to its knees.
Henna struck the orc's torso with a magical assault as if she had been waiting, rendering the creature a defenseless target.
"Kuuuugh!?"
"Now's the time! Kim Sang-hyuk!"
In reverence of the duo's collaboration, I aimed my Glock.
'Ejection chamber.'
Bang! Bang!
"Urrrggh!?"
The Orc Champion collapsed, expelling a viscous substance as it fell.
I smirked, lowering the muzzle and steadying my stance.
"Break free from the mundane world and become an Onahole…"
With a soft *pop*, the orc's viscous remains transformed into a masterpiece.
"If it weren't for your good looks, that comment would be criminal."
"Become an Onahole! Yap!"
"Henna, you're always imitating Kim Sang-hyuk."
"What does it matter? I'm a grown adult."
I collect the last Onahole that fell beneath the champion.
I had a good feeling about it from the moment I caught it.
[Orc Onahole (Masterpiece)]
[Orc Onahole (Masterpiece), which appears about one in every 1,000, has excellent jelly quality due to being acquired by capturing the champion. Exquisite roughness and strong tightening]
[Tightening B, Durability B, Warmth C, Reaction D] [Personality does not collapse (100%)]
[Collected Orc Onahole (Masterpiece)]
[Technique +5]
[Agility +4]
[Strength +5]
[Magic +3]
[Level has increased]
[Level has increased]
[Achievement "Conqueror of Orc Onahole" obtained]
[Strength +3]
[[You never knew you'd become a hole]Collection bonus achieved!]
Ah~~.
Sweet. Oh, so sweet!
"How is it? Do you like the Glock?"
"Except for the frequent breakdowns."
"If you improve your skills, it will be resolved."
'Skills'…
I need the power to detach the curse clinging to Henna. Perhaps I should focus on strength for the second priority.
"You mentioned we could purchase stats, right? Can I buy them from a devil merchant?"
Yuuna gazed at me as if I were a ghost.
"A devil merchant? How do you, a D-class, know about that?"
In Yuuna's voice, rather than a feeling of dismissing me as a D-class, there was a sense of astonishment, as if to say, 'There's no way a D-class would know of such an entity.'
"I thought I saw it emerge from this dungeon."
"…"
Yuuna's expression turned grave.
"Did I make a mistake?"
"No… I'll explain later."
Koo-goo-goo-goo. At that moment, the dungeon began to tremble.
[『Orc Extermination』 condition fulfilled]
[Strengthening the golden zone… Dungeon rank rises to B]
[Reward added]
The underground ruins suddenly ascended to the surface, transforming into a scorching desert where the relentless sun blazed down. The change wasn't limited to the setting. The bodies of the orcs we had slain were coated in gold and began to rise once more.
"Henna! Come this way!"
"Okay!"
All the orcs we had defeated were resurrected.
'Did they lose their personalities?'
Their movements appeared devoid of intellect, as if controlled by an unseen force.
[「Insight・Crimson」Activation]
[Golden Orc]
[Class B]
[Reborn under the dominion of the Golden Territory, this monster has grown stronger.]
[Golden Orc Champion]
[Class B+]
[An elite beast reborn under the dominion of the Golden Territory. It has become much more powerful.]
"Stay right behind me!"
Yuuna gripped her sword tightly and spoke with a tense expression.
"Our opponent is a B-rank monster. There might not be time to protect you, so stay alert."
The battle began immediately, without any time for preparation.
Henna swiftly unleashed an intangible magical attack, but the Golden Orc's body didn't budge an inch.
"Ah…! Magic isn't working…"
Yuuna swung her sword with precision, felling the advancing Orcs like autumn leaves.
From this point on, it was truly Yuuna's solo performance.
'Personality expulsion might help, but…'
In this situation, there was a chance that Yuuna's back might be exposed to an attack.
That thought held Sang-hyuk back from stepping forward too quickly.
For now, he focused on maintaining distance to protect Henna.
"You're doing well, Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Princess! I believe in you!"
"I'll show you why I'm a B-rank solo fighter."
It wasn't merely a tough girl fighting in her school uniform.
'Is this a pro?'
Yuuna seemed to shine even more, far from being intimidated, despite the vicious golden monsters swarming around her.
The sword techniques she displayed when blocking the passage were truly just the tip of the iceberg.
The wide-reaching 「Mountain Stream Slash」
The rapid 「Furious Dance」 that instantly hacked away at the clinging enemies
Yuuna's A-class attack skills demolished the sturdy bodies of the golden orcs.
"One went that way!"
Henna promptly utilized her magic, but it only served to excite the golden orc even more.
"Eek!!"
The terrified Henna clung to me.
"Sa, Sang-hyuk. Let's run away…!"
"No."
Now that the mob's level has increased, I should finally be able to show off my true form.
If I falter now, I'll really hold a grudge against you, Enn.
Please let me make a cool impression in front of the heroine…
I aimed my Glock and fired three shots into the golden orc's chest.
The standard Mozambique drill involves two rounds to the chest and one to the head to increase stopping power.
But…
'Two shots to the chest and one to the stomach with the excretion drill.'
A single shot to the stomach is the decisive blow.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The orcs were being controlled by the power of gold, so there were no amusing reactions.
[Level has increased]
They collapsed easily.
I had wondered what they would excrete when they didn't even have a personality for it, and golden jelly emerged.
But soon the jelly dissipated along with the orc's golden coating.
It seemed like it was a pseudo-personality used to manipulate the orcs.
I even managed to make them excrete that.
"It's okay now."
"Is it really okay…?"
Henna holds me tightly and looks up at me with tearful eyes.
'Hmm. This is what being the main character tastes like.'
It's obvious but delicious.
As much as the warmth and softness of her breasts touching my body.
Soon, Yuuna was nearly finished clearing the other side.
And then,
Finally, she faces the boss.
"Argh!"
This time, even B-rank soloist Yuuna seemed to be struggling quite a bit.
The opponent was an enhanced B-rank boss. Breaking their posture was no easy task.
"Yuuna! Can you do it?"
"I can do it… or not!!"
Compared to the Orcs, Yuuna was much smaller and more petite, yet she was still able to compete with them in strength. It was truly amazing. Soon, the gleam of her sword flashed, and her landscape-cutting strike, which sliced through the vast space in three swift motions, hit its mark.
"Kurreuk!?"
"Deherit… you despicable fiend!"
'Haha…'
With the spirit befitting a leader, Yuuna deftly vanquished the B-class elite boss.
[Dungeon Clear]
[Contribution 71% MVP Yuuna Nakamori]
[Others – Kim Sang-hyuk, Henna Isis]
"Wow, Yuuna is incredible!" Henna exclaimed in admiration.
This time, the protagonist was none other than Yuuna. She struck down the massive, unruly monster with a single sword, and walked towards them with an air of confidence. Never had they expected to feel such awe from a girl strolling in her fluttering school uniform skirt.
"You worked hard, Yuuna."
"Did you fill in some contributions this time, Kim Sang-hyuk?"
"Thanks to the weapon someone bought me. What?"
As if parched, Yuuna rummaged through her bag for water and drank it without any hesitation.
"Do you want some?"
Could it be due to the scorching sun? Since they had come outside, everyone had broken into quite a sweat.
I obediently take it and drink.
"Will it be demolished soon?"
"Not yet. If it's true that a demon merchant is coming out…"
What on earth is that?
"Is there a problem?"
"First, I'll distribute the earnings."
[Leader Yuuna Nakamori requests a deal]
[Henna Isis – 960 coins]
[Kim Sang-hyuk – 1,188 coins]
"It's less than I thought."
"This is a considerable amount for a single B-class dungeon. For your information, I have two thousand coins."
Is the distribution at the leader's discretion?
"If you want to raise an objection, tell me now."
Henna shook her head.
"It's my first time receiving a share, so I'm happy… Hehe…"
"...."
Yuuna's eyes sharpen.
"Did you steal his money…?"
"I, I don't know anything about that…"
I seize her first, but Yuuna's suspicious gaze doesn't vanish.
"You know that if you steal money in the hunter industry, you'll be buried alive, right?"
"I didn't know before, but I have no intention of stealing…"
"Uh! Yes… Sa, Sang-hyuk, it's okay to give it all to me. I am…"
"Even if the person involved is okay with it, it's not allowed! That's the law!"
Considering Yuuna's personality, if she had given me more, she would have, without holding back. Instead, I took 400 coins from those deposited on my student ID and handed them to Yuuna.
"I'll pay you back right away, Yuuna."
"I already deducted it from the money you were supposed to receive."
"Was my contribution that high…?"
Yuuna can't meet my gaze.
"Well, you did better than I thought… so consider it a reward."
"As you suggested, I did consider choosing something other than a gun."
"It certainly suited you better than a knife."
It seems she recognized my fighting style.
A style that involves attaching an easy-to-handle handgun to a melee combat base.
"I'm sorry I wasn't helpful at the end…"
"Is it because of the contribution? Don't be so nervous! Stand up straight."
Yuuna pats Henna on the back as her shoulders droop.
I got that too.
"But… it was actually low…"
"Contributions are usually swept away by the main dealer. However, the person who receives the most recognition at the party is the one who supports well."
"If I didn't have Henna, I would have been rolling around on the ground with an orc."
"...."
As I added my praise, Henna's cheeks flushed red. I rolled up my sleeves and gazed up at the brightly shining sun.
'It's getting hot, so I want to go back…'
As I thought that,
In the distance, I saw a small figure with rags covering their body and face. They carried a bundle larger than themselves on their back.
'Is that the one?'
"I'll answer the question you asked earlier," Yuuna said.
"Buying stats from the devil merchant is correct. The devil merchant sells everything that exists and doesn't exist in this world."
"I need to buy a lot of cunning skills."
"I, I have magical power…"
"Is this your first time meeting a devil merchant?"
Naturally, it was my first time, and Henna nodded her head as well.
Devil merchants don't seem to appear at lower levels.
But why is Yuuna so cautious?
She didn't look like this even when the B-class elite boss led a swarm of golden orcs into battle.
"Don't assume that as a merchant, you'll receive service equivalent to the money you've kindly paid."
"What do you mean?"
"Demon merchants are enigmatic beings that only appear sporadically in dungeons. I heard their actual power is on par with S-class magical beasts."
"...."
So,
Does that mean we're helpless if it suddenly attacks us?
"If we were in a dire situation on the brink of collapse, they might've tried to sell a single bottle of water for 500,000 coins without a second thought."
"Ah, we're not that malevolent."
The silhouette, which appeared distant against the horizon,
Had approached us before we realized it.
Yuuna, startled, retreated and closed her mouth.
"Nice to meet you, adorable aspiring hunters."
[「Perception·Red」activated]
[Goblin King] [Demon Merchant]
[The one who leads the magical beast『Goblin』. Their power, which once defied the gods, rivals that of an SS-class Hunter]
'I shouldn't underestimate them…'
Their stature may be that of an ordinary goblin, but the information gathered by Perception was far from ordinary.
At the very least, they're not an adversary we can handle with our current strength.
But isn't there no reason to fight? Perhaps it would be best if we can make a reasonable deal… It might be because I'm looking at the situation too optimistically.
It's moments like these when the courage to confront the goddess comes in handy. In place of the tense Yuuna and Henna, I greeted the Goblin King.
"Hello, Goblin King."
"Oh, it's been quite a while since someone greeted me with such politeness. I'm touched, Kim Sang-hyuk."
…I didn't tell him my name.
He never introduced himself as the Goblin King either, so I guess we're even.
"It's destiny that we've met like this. I will release what I possess and exchange it for your coins."
Surprisingly, it seems like we might communicate well.
"How much for the skill?"
"Skill~~~I'm not really in the mood to sell it right now."
"Hey, don't be like that."
"No, it's not the mood for skill. Unfortunately…"
What is he trying to say…
"Then, how about strength?"
"Ah, the weather is too bright to sell strength."
"Endurance?"
"I couldn't possibly sell my stamina after watching such a heart-wrenching drama last night."
…Damn it. What's to be done?
"I'm actually in the mood to sell some magic. Upon reviewing your stats…"
If it's magic, it belongs to Henna.
"Sell it to Henna."
"I'll accept only 5,000 coins per piece."
"What!"
Yuuna cried out in shock.
"If it's Henna's magic stat, the regular market price should be around 200 coins!"
"But I'm charging 5,000 coins."
"....."
Henna hesitated and spoke.
"I, um, don't have that kind of money…"
"Haha. Such a pity."
'Hmm.'
I have a general idea of the sort of system this devil merchant operates under.
For instance, consider a student who inherited hundreds of millions of coins before enrolling in the academy. To increase their stats, they'd have to clear a high-level dungeon and encounter a demon merchant, but what if that merchant demanded 10 billion coins for a single strength stat?
'One must possess strength to strike a reasonable deal with the devil merchant.'
In other words, it's impossible to buy it right now.
"Do you ever purchase anything of value, Goblin King?"
"Ah, Sang-hyuk. Of course, I do. Have you found something noteworthy?"
"I'm just curious, but you don't deal with precious metals, do you?"
"…"
The Goblin King's expression twisted.
His mouth seemed to bear a sinister grin.
"If you've come to me to purchase items just to sell such trash, I might impose a penalty on you, Sang-hyuk."
"…"
"Now, now, what do you intend to sell? Do you know what might pique my interest, someone who possesses everything?"
"S, Sang-hyuk…"
Yuuna clutches my sleeve.
She was rarely this frightened.
"Let's stop talking…"
"I have something to sell."
Who are you to threaten me?
I possess something that cannot be found anywhere else in the world.
There was a sense of certainty even before I revealed it. 'Isn't this how it's used?' I thought.
"Onahole inventory open."
I presented to him an ordinary goblin onahole.
"What, what is this…"
The Goblin King's visage contorted and relaxed in a ceaseless dance of emotion.
"Something like this. What do you think?"
"This… the dignity of my kin, so ruthlessly desecrated!"
"It's merely a tool, so don't get agitated."
"Kwoooooooah!"
The Goblin King accepted the Onahole I offered and dropped to his knees.
"Beautiful! Magnificent!"
The demonic merchant hoisted the Onahole I had handed him like a sacred idol, exclaiming in awe.