Just moments ago, I had fervently rubbed against Yuuna's mound,
and now I was gazing at the back of the confidently striding student council president. My attention was captured by her sturdy thighs and ample hips.
The face of my future wife seemed to change in my mind. As I entertained such fantasies, my body began to feel unbearably warm.
Upon reaching the dojo's entrance, the student council president received a call from someone and nodded her head.
"Understood. Deal with it as it is."
Could she be planning something like Dunstar?
While I was lost in pointless thoughts, our eyes met.
"That guy has 80 demerit points. With that many, the grade evaluation will be very poor."
"Is that so?"
"Weren't you curious?"
"Anyway, I'm already drowning in demerit points…"
"I didn't assign any to you."
Why not?
It didn't seem to be because of the president's personality.
"As you said, it would be meaningless to give you demerit points when you already have enough to warrant expulsion without any further explanation."
"That's true."
"If there are no objections to the decision, we shall proceed."
Huh? Did they actually care?
Deherit, for informing him that she had given him a penalty point…
"I thought you called me here to scold me."
"I just received a report. Your friend was nearly attacked first."
Ah. I had been quite observant…
However, the fact that it had been reported was somewhat unclear.
"It wasn't an action deserving of praise, but there are extenuating circumstances."
"Thank you for acknowledging that. Am I under surveillance?"
"Of course. You're a student of special interest. I'm monitoring your actions everywhere."
"…"
It felt strange thinking that the president was keeping tabs on my life.
"Does it bother you?"
"No."
"If you don't want to be treated like a villain, don't carelessly wield your power against others. Isn't that why you participated in this curriculum?"
"I… I forgot."
My status was that of a student who had exclusively caught the attention of the student council president.
It was no coincidence or mere chance that she had rushed out as soon as the commotion erupted.
Isabella's attention was not on Deherit, but entirely focused on me.
"No matter how much you want to protect someone, you shouldn't recklessly use your abilities on innocent people who aren't villains."
"Yes…"
"Your penalty points will be replaced with training sessions with me. Change your clothes and come out."
"Understood."
The training area was empty, but when I went to the locker room, there were signs of someone having been there in the morning.
…Women's underwear lying on the floor.
Who left it there…?
The lingerie was pink, and the cups were quite large.
'…'
Now that I think about it, why is my spot in the women's locker room?…
What if I open the door and bump into someone?
Is that really okay?
'Let's just forget about the underwear…'
…Sniff sniff.
I'm definitely not a pervert, but I can't help but notice the scent.
I need to leave quickly…
"Let's start with stretching."
"Yes."
"Press down on my back."
I gently pressed down on Isabella's back as she was doing the splits.
Beneath her tied-up hair, I could see the delicate nape of the student council president's neck.
'I'm getting turned on…'
I shouldn't be, though…
"Next, it's your turn."
"Alright."
*Squish.*
This time, the student council president absentmindedly pressed her breasts against the back of my head.
*Gasp!*
Isn't this what they call tempting fate?
"Bend down a little more."
"Student council president… My chest…"
"I can't press it for you unless you do this."
*Tender♡*
I simply accepted it and became erect.
Feeling the scent of the student council president and the softness of her breasts while I finished stretching,
I stood up, proudly displaying the noticeable erection through my clothes for anyone to see.
"…You're brimming with energy."
"It's the student council president's fault."
"Is it really that great to have cursed lumps of fat that don't disappear no matter how much you exercise?"
Why try to eliminate that delightful mass of fat through exercise!?
I'm grateful it's abundant enough not to vanish!
"Calling it cursed is a bit harsh."
"It's cumbersome."
"You need it to feed a baby…"
"Hmm. I can't imagine myself doing that."
…There's no way she could imagine herself becoming a mother at her age.
However, since I can easily envision her voluptuous form, I would appreciate it if you could refrain from mentioning such things devoid of arousal sensitivity. It's quite the predicament due to my significant erection.
"I must divert my attention elsewhere."
"Yes?"
"Bring it on!"
"Whoa!"
No, wait, you must give me a moment! The student council president suddenly knocked me over, causing me to hit the floor hard.
[Your martial arts skill level has increased]
[Under the guidance of Master Isabella, your martial arts skill level increases further]
Ah, ugh… I'm grateful that my skill level has risen, but… It's also thanks to Isabella that I instinctively broke my fall.
"Here I come!"
"Ah! Yes!"
As I tumbled about, the pain caused my erection to quickly subside.
"…Throughout life in the academy, it is common to witness students in conflict, engaging in emotional battles with one another."
"Huff… Huff…"
"Every time I see this, I think to myself: 'Cultivate discipline.' Emotions that are easily swayed are a sign of weakness!"
"Grrr… Ah!"
I clashed head-on with the student council president, giving it my all.
Of course, I didn't use my powers.
The Student Council President exudes charisma, always stands tall, and skillfully wields her body, effortlessly tossing aside men larger than herself—like me.
In all honesty, I doubted my ability to win this time around based on skill alone.
[Your martial arts level has increased]
[Your martial arts level has increased]
[Under Master Isabella's guidance, your martial arts level rises even further]
"Phew, haa… haa…!"
After rolling around intensely for over an hour, sweat drips from my entire body.
I had also ventured through a dungeon in the morning…
Yet, the Student Council President didn't break a sweat. She appeared so invigorated that it was infuriating.
"Aren't you using your impressive abilities?"
"That's enough. They won't work twice."
The Student Council President wouldn't be on the receiving end in equal measure.
If I were to increase the intensity of reality manipulation, it would inevitably lead to disaster.
The kind of perverse disaster Enn enjoys.
For the record, I lack confidence when faced with 'such a situation'.
I don't trust myself to resist the urge to move my hips.
'I don't know much about the Student Council President, aside from the fact that she's provocative.'
Her name is Isabella.
The S-class hero of Seoul, the head of the Villain Correction Headquarters.
Powerful, dedicated, and even beautiful, the enigmatic heroine of "OnaAka" with a goddess' seal of approval.
Though I long to be close to her,
I can't envision a future where that happens.
"Would you like to go get something to eat now, Mr. Chairman?"
"I have another appointment today."
See? Impenetrable defenses.
"You should join us as well."
"Excuse me?"
What? I'm included in the plans?
Before I could see Yuuna's face again, I obeyed the student council president's orders, showered, and left wearing my school uniform.
We took the subway to the neighboring district.
Isabella sat quietly beside me, maintaining a small distance between us.
"Where are we going?"
"If it's an extracurricular activity for Ethol Academy students, can you guess what it might be?"
"No way, heroics?"
Ugh, it's happening.
Isabella twisted one corner of her mouth, clearly displeased.
It seems my suffering brings her joy.
"I intended to send him into the fray after rigorously training him for a month, but his body is like an itchy problem child."
"I merely suggested going out to eat together."
"I have no reason to share a private meal with you."
Isabella said, glaring at me fiercely.
"It seems I forgot, but I dislike you."
"…Yes, yes. I don't like it either."
Secretly, I yearn to become close with her, whose beauty is breathtaking. It's just that things aren't going my way.
With (New) Sang-hyuk's appearance and charm, she is not an easily attainable heroine. Isabella.
She won't reveal any weaknesses.
'Of course… If this were an erotic game, it would have ended back then.'
It would have been the villain route, no doubt. If I had expelled the jelly.
"I have to do it even if I don't like it. If you want to earn my stamp of approval."
"Yes, ma'am. Is there a chance?"
I can't abandon my academy life.
A hero… Sigh. I really don't want to, but I have no choice.
I'm heaving deep sighs. The chairman asked me if I was bored on the way.
"Why do you dislike heroes? Is it because they don't make much money?"
"…Well, that might be a part of it, but… Heroes are fundamentally about saving others, you know."
"True."
"I think it's not a role for someone like me, who lacks a sense of duty, to take on lightly. It's overwhelming."
"Hmm."
For some reason, Isabella was intently staring at the side of my face.
What is it?
Did I say something wrong?
"Tell me more."
"I like cute animals too, but I've never kept one as a pet. The thought of bearing the weight of responsibility for a life is daunting, and I don't think I could do it."
"Is that the reason you avoid heroes?"
"Yes. It's a task that should be undertaken by someone with a strong sense of duty and greatness."
"I never expected to agree with you."
Isabella murmured in a barely audible tone.
"I concur."
I wasn't sure if my words resonated with her, being someone who emerged from a world without heroes. But in essence, it's like being a firefighter, right?
I can't help but wonder if someone like me could ever take on such a role.
As I watch firefighters in action, they respond to emergency calls even before they can take a bite of their freshly cooked ramen. I wonder if I could do that.
"Check your phone, Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Excuse me?"
Upon inspecting my smartphone, I noticed an unfamiliar app being automatically installed.
"That app is the Hero app."
The screen displays "Going through the hero registration process…" Seeing my student ID, it seems evident that I am to become a hero. I had hoped for an exemption, but… no chance!
*Sigh.*
Feeling disheartened, Isabella gracefully glides over and sits down next to me, her ample hips drawing near. Wow… such a delightful scent…♡ The area around Isabella's head is filled with a floral fragrance. Is it perfume? No… it must be her natural scent…
An irresistible urge to hold her tightly washes over me.
"Look at the phone, not me. I'll teach you how to use it."
"Am I really going to be a hero?"
"This Hero app is a unique app that cannot be installed without recommendations from existing members and specific codes."
The 'existing member' here must refer to Isabella.
With Isabella's recommendation, it seems I can install the Hero app.
"Take a look at the app."
"They want me to upload a photo?"
I've seen something like this on dating apps.
"Snap a picture. Your face."
I casually take a selfie and register it.
[Registration complete]
[Welcome, D-class hero Kim Sang-hyuk]
"A D-class here too…"
"Everyone starts as D-class. Now, I'll teach you how to use it, so go ahead…"
Swish…
Isabella's ample breasts brush against my arm.
The more she leans over to look at my phone, the harder it becomes for me to suppress my arousal.
"What are you doing?"
"…Ah, yes."
"Like this, you can check the current status of crimes and their resolution throughout Seoul. You'll be assigned hero missions suitable for your rank, but…"
Ding, ding.
The student council president is explaining, but the message notification sound keeps playing.
It's a DM from the Hero app.
"…You can also send direct messages. They're people in the same line of work."
The messages from women start piling up enormously.
– Photo theft???
– Is the person in the photo you?
– Are you a rookie hero?
– Hehe, what do you think, sis?
– Please buy me a drink, big brother.
Bababababababa…
Messages pile up at an astounding speed.
"In order to receive a mission assignment…"
The student council president personally blocks the messages from women flirting with me.
– You seem incredibly handsome.
– So sexy;;; where do you live? Let's meet up.
– I'm wet right now. If we meet, we can have sex hehe.
"The mission…"
"..."
A piercing gaze.
Why are you glaring at me…?
"You, Mr. President, must have experienced different treatment based on gender."
"I encountered a group of perverts sending pictures of their genitals."
…Indeed. Makes sense.
"I caught them all and turned them over to the correctional department."
"..."
Our president, more terrifying than the Communications Media Obscenity Law…
Isabella too, it seems, received such distasteful DMs when she was a fledgling hero.
So now what?
120 messages have accumulated in less than 5 minutes. How should I handle this…?
No, I didn't know there were so many women in the world ready for condomless sex at a moment's notice when called.
Is it because this is an erotic game? Right, En-chan?
"Here… Check the option to only get in touch with people you know."
In the meantime, the number of explicit photos showcasing her intimate parts and breasts continued to increase.
"…Perverts don't discriminate between men and women."
"Indeed…"
It's a secret that I'm covertly becoming aroused.
Regardless, once the messages subsided, the student council president proceeded with his explanation.
"Acquiring a hero license requires a complex procedure, but we'll skip it this time."
"Is this a special exception?"
"Think of it like a provisional license."
Hmm. So it's like being a company intern?
"So, what do I do with this?"
"You need to build up your record. Prove that your abilities are safe."
… Though I don't think they'll ever seem safe,.
"Can I take any missions?"
"Check the mission details. It's best for you to only act when the general stats of the villain are revealed. It would be ideal to understand their talents as well, but that's something you'll learn through experience."
"Then, with a mild mission like this 'Street Cleaning Mission', I could build my record."
"No."
Isabella stops my finger from clicking on the street cleaning mission.
*Sobs*…
Please, let me finish with some volunteer work.
"It's fine as long as it's an insignificant villain. Our goal is to vanquish villains."
"But what if I shoot and the opponent dies?"
"In the worst case, it doesn't matter. The Hero Association will handle it."
Really? Can I just shoot? When I think about it... In countries where guns are permitted, criminals can be shot merely for reaching into their pockets.
"There's something you should keep in mind when you're a hero. Don't think of villains as people."
"Then what should I think of them as?"
"Naturally…"
The silver-haired student council president, like a goddess, touched my heart with words reminiscent of the cliché of a heroine undergoing true education.
"They are the evil in society that must be uprooted."
I was able to listen to an explanation about the Villain Special Act. South Korea's Villain Punishment Law is harsher than those of other countries, and in the worst-case scenarios, villains are even allowed to be executed on the spot.
Why is that? It's because disasters caused by individuals with dangerous abilities are far more catastrophic than mass shootings. As few as a hundred or as many as a thousand people can be affected.
In Australia, it is said that hundreds of thousands of people have perished due to the awakening of individuals with powers.
"There are many who decide to become villains with already high stats, rendering guns mostly useless against them."
"How do you capture such individuals?"
"You said even a minor villain would do. Regardless… If you defeat a villain, your freedom will be significantly closer."
"…Understood."
This meant that merely cleaning the streets
wouldn't allow an escape from the watchful eyes of the students. It appeared to be a slightly more challenging act of service.
"If necessary, I'll help you. I don't intend to make you do anything extremely dangerous."
"That's a relief. Since you said you disliked me, I thought I'd be pushed to the brink of death."
"I said, 'if necessary,' didn't I?"
Did 'if necessary' imply death?
"It's a truly treacherous path."
"I heard you want to be a proud older brother to your younger sisters."
"That's right…"
"Should I erase the penalty points?"
"…"
*Sigh*.
There seems to be nowhere left to run now.
"Your ability—the personality expulsion—is highly effective against villains. I know because I've experienced it."
"…Yes."
"The higher one's stats and the greater their talents, the more difficult it is to subdue them. Your teacher holds your abilities in very high regard."
Teacher—could they mean Seridwen?
"I, too, believe there is a strong likelihood you'll work in the correctional agency."
"You're suddenly pushing me quite hard."
Is this a case of giving me the disease and then the cure?
Isabella stepped back, maintaining a certain distance, and with her back held straight, she spoke coolly:
"The future depends on the choices you make. Whether you end up as a rotten criminal or a villainous scum... or become a proud elder sibling—it's up to you."
"…"
As they exited the subway, Isabella inquired:
"Have you decided on a hero name?"
Startled.
"Uh, no?"
"It's better to choose for yourself. Once others determine it for you, it's difficult to change."
"Is that so?"
"Yes."
White Devil.
The name wasn't chosen by the bearers themselves.
What about me? Onahole Man? Disposition Discharge Man?
None of the candidates seemed normal.
For now, let's think it through slowly.
'The chances of encountering a villain today are low.'
"Kyaaaagh! It's a villain!"
Startled.
Could it be that I must take action? No, surely not?
Gunshots echoed from a few blocks away.
The student council president headed in that direction, and I instinctively grabbed her arm.
"It's dangerous! Let's get out of here quickly!"
"If I leave, who will stop them?"
On the main street, criminals wearing black masks were engaged in a fierce battle with the police, as if in a scene from a movie.
"This is A-31, engaging with the villain!"
"The villain is currently occupying the Hunter Association building by force. Coins are believed to be the objective!"
"Send in a hero! Hurry!"
It was disconcerting.
Was this the Korea I knew?
Kwaaang!
A police car positioned as a barricade took a direct hit from an RPG fired by one of the criminals and was sent flying.
"Madam President! Are you alright?"
"Wait here. This is my mission."
What was she planning to do? I felt dizzy.
In a situation where it seemed more realistic to leave it to the military and escape,
She walked gracefully in her equestrian attire, as if she were going to meet her very own horse.
As Isabella spoke with the undercover police officers—while remaining upright herself—she boldly walked straight into the line of fire where the villains were shooting.
"President!"
I couldn't help but cry out.
"I told you, I'm watching."
Is she truly okay? Isn't this dangerous? It seemed absurd for a female student to walk alone into a scene where bullets rained down like a storm.
'Am I the strange one?'
"If you come any closer, I'll shoot!"
Unfazed by the villain's warning, Isabella continued walking forward. Then, a white substance burst forth from the area around her back.
"Damn it! She's the white devil."
"Hurry up and grab the coins! What are you doing?"
"Just run! If we don't leave now, we'll all die!"
The villains were thrown into disarray. The mysterious liquid that had emerged from Isabella's back quickly transformed into a suit that clung to her body.
She had transformed...
Was this the masterpiece of the student council president?
Bullets rained down, attempting to thwart her actions, but from what I could see, she was already ignoring the bullets even before donning her suit.
Isabella is donned in a white full-length suit and a mask that radiates a green luminescence.
Only her silver hair extends out.
Wow, impressive.
A heroine who transforms!
A slightly distorted voice echoed from within the mask.
"Surrender. I'll wait ten seconds. 10, 9…"
"Damn it! Unleash everything!"
The villains, no, the terrorists, employ all means to assault Isabella.
A series of explosions ensued, and even I, standing 50 meters away, felt my insides tremble under the explosive pressure.
Yet Isabella merely remained steadfast in her position, as if facing a gentle breeze.
'…Incredible.'
As the predetermined time elapsed, Isabella began to move.
Her movements were so swift that even with the crimson light visible, she could only be glimpsed for an instant.
The villains were all subdued in a heartbeat.
"Hee, heek!!"
Isabella meticulously struck each individual with her fists, reducing them to a crumpled mess.
"Don't come any closer! If you don't want to see her die...
In a single swift kick, Isabella dealt with the final villain, staging the grotesque hostage situation. To the average onlooker, it would have seemed like Isabella just appeared out of nowhere.
'Her entire body was a human weapon. Our president…'
"Argh!"
The criminal, now missing an arm, wailed in a wretched manner.
"Enough."
"You damn bitch!"
With his other hand, he pulled out an SMG and aimed it at the woman who had been held hostage. Isabella closed the distance faster than the villain could pull the trigger, and she shattered his remaining arm as well.
"Argh!"
"If you had stopped, you might have been able to save your other arm."
Situation resolved.
Isabella returned, having removed her suit, unchanged from when she had disembarked the subway.
"Today was fortunate. There weren't any Grade A villains."
"That wasn't Grade A?"
"If they solely rely on guns, they can't be considered exceptional villains."
"…"
But hadn't she seen an RPG and a grenade launcher? Wasn't he a full-fledged terrorist?
"Can I be your fan, Madam President? You're incredibly cool, you know?"
"You said you didn't like heroes."
"Of course, I admire great heroes. It's just what I have to do that I dislike!"
Isabella moved away from her spot with a look of disgust.
"Don't cling to me."
"The chairman is truly impressive."
"…sigh."
Soon, the hostages were safely rescued by the SWAT team.
The hostage saved by Isabella appeared to have come to express their gratitude in person.
The chairman tersely conducted interviews with the reporters, then returned to me.
"The interview took longer than catching the villain."
"Top-tier heroes need image management too."
"And yet, you didn't laugh at all. Were you thinking inside how annoying it was and that you couldn't stand it?"
Isabella quickly glanced back at me.
"Heroes don't have such thoughts."
"I'm pretty sure you did, 100%. Haven't you ever thought, 'This is so annoying; just go away'?"
"…"
The chairman walked away from the scene without responding.
I had always thought of her as a heroine who constantly tormented me.
But seeing her in action like this, I couldn't help but fall for her.
Isabella. A remarkable heroine.
How much responsibility does one carry on their shoulders at such a young age?
"Next, it's your turn."
"Excuse me?"
"We just received intel on a nearby villain."
"Chairman, you do realize that I could die if I get shot by a rifle, right?"
Barely above C-class, how could I possibly withstand a grenade launcher?
An ordinary person would die instantly. Wouldn't I suffer even more, writhing in agony?
"Enough with the excuses. Come this way."
"No! I can't do it."
"We've learned that the villain was once a student at Ethol Academy. They've relocated their operations nearby."
"Who is it?"
Checking the Hero app, the villain's name and related personal information are briefly displayed.
[Serial Exposer Kushina]
A woman with red hair appears on the screen.
She is 163 cm tall and has an I-cup chest. What is a serial exposer?
"It's a minor villain."
"From what I recall, she was a female student who was ostracized due to her ability to become stronger through exposure."
"An ability to gain strength through exposure..."
"The more she exposes herself, the stronger she becomes. She was caught once and went through a year of rehabilitation before being released. However, she has reoffended."
It's intense.
A serial exhibitionist appeared on the very first day of my masquerade debut? And my target is a rather charming girl from Ethol Academy?
Who would believe that was a mere coincidence?
"Can you handle it?"
"What am I supposed to handle? Are you suggesting I go hit them?"
"If they resist, I don't mind killing them."
I was taken aback by the student council president's high-ranking remarks.
… No. They don't seem like such despicable criminals.
"It's an excellent opportunity to build a reputation."
"It's pitiful, isn't it? They've been bullied too."
"Put away your naive thoughts."
Ugh!!
Isabella yanked on my school uniform tie, and her eyes shone in sermon mode.
"Villains are the evil in society that must be eradicated."
Something about the atmosphere feels off.
The fact that the villain assigned to me is a serial exhibitionist, for one And Isabella's unwavering determination.
'Could it be...?'
[Hero Quest: Collect the First Villain's Onahole!]
[Let's turn the I-cup virgin Kushina into an Onahole★]
OnaAka was a game beyond my wildest imagination.
There's no way I'd be facing something like a grenade launcher.
You never know when you might have the chance to strike a beautiful girl with your personality expression!
The viciousness of having a buxom female student from our academy positioned before my debut!
Why did I think the hero's path would be the normal one?
A route to legally transform a "female villain" into an onahole!
That was the twisted hero's path, OnaAka.
'Ugh. I realized it far too late!'
I should have backed out the moment I got involved in the student project of interest!
A female villain on a hole, legally endorsed by the student council president...
I even possess the "personality excretion" that the original protagonist, (former) Sang-hyuk, didn't have.
I am the main character with a powerful ability that should not exist in this scenario.
Will I use it on the beautiful villa?
I feel dizzy imagining the tremendous events that will unfold afterward.
Deep down, I believed that the student council president, brimming with a sense of justice, would not allow such a development.
I thought the Hero's Path would be better than entering a distasteful and crude route like the Villain's Path.
because I had faith in Isabella's character. But then…
"Chairman, do you truly wish for me to subject the female villain to such a degrading ordeal? Are you truly sincere in this request?"
"Proceed with it."
I had failed to consider the extent to which
Human beings could become so ruthless under the guise of "justice."
-x-X-x-
"What are you hesitating for?"
"Even if they are villains..."
Just because they're villains, I can't agree with the idea that it's okay to do anything since they're society's scum.
Especially if the opponent is a woman!
I'm well aware of the lasciviousness of the "OnaAka" hero route.
The female villain assigned to me—I'm supposed to legally rape her, then transform her into an onahole, right?
The language used is unsettling. It can't be helped, considering it's all part of the game.
It's not Enn's fault; I simply can't accept it.
Having passionate, love-filled sex with a beautiful heroine—even though it's a bit, or perhaps not a bit, intense—is fine.
I also enjoy a good harem love story!
But what meaning is there in the affection obtained by raping a woman at first encounter?
Even if the outcome is the same, it can't be called 'affection' if it starts that way!
That's my unwavering belief.
No matter how sullied, my love remains pure.
"I sent an emergency disaster text message. We're out of time now, Kim Sang-hyuk."
I placed the AirPod that the student council president handed me in one ear.
"Do your job. Even if you're wearing a mask, you are a hero now. You must not make the wrong choices."
Regardless of my beliefs, erotic events seem to be approaching every minute. After the student council president left to give orders, I became her avatar and proceeded through the alley.
Turn at that corner.
Confirmed.
Meet B-class villain Kushina. Her power is exhibitionism. She had good grades at the academy, and after she started her villain activities, she developed numerous exhibitionist skills.
Is that her? In the middle of a residential area stands a lovely young woman in a bikini, her hair styled in apple-shaped buns. Her breasts appear to be a cup size larger than they looked in her profile.
At any rate, her toned thighs and ample midsection were quite the sight to behold.
'Now, what should I do?'
If I can do anything because I'm a villain, then this situation presents an opportunity for me to indulge in sweet delights. If I want to use that delectable mouth right away, "Fellatio Anywhere" would be a fine choice, and if I wish to engage in mating press immediately, "Instant Shameless Mating" would also be a good selection.
Isabella is watching, so using it blatantly might be a little risky. However, there isn't anything one can't do if they attempt to skillfully employ it during a melee. There is also the Lucky Pervert to consider.
By utilizing one's personality, there is a way to "personality-driven cockstabbing.".
Being a villain,
One is free to do whatever they please.
But they won't stoop to that. They won't be defeated by crude erotic games!
"Ah…! There… since when…?"
"I've been standing here for a little while."
"Help me! This person here tried to attack me!"
I see a man lying motionless at Kushina's feet, with foam around his mouth.
Not even a twitch?
Upon using my insight, I could confirm he was already dead.
Don't be deceived. Kushina is a villain responsible for more than 20 deaths. All of them died from a cerebral hemorrhage induced by sudden arousal.
"Villain Kushina, stop this foolishness and surrender."
"What? Handsome guy, were you a hero?"
Ugh, what's going on? Sudden dizziness…!
"You're the first man to withstand gazing at my breasts for more than 20 seconds."
"Kuh, huh…"
Don't gaze upon the exposed skin of the beast! Pull yourself together, Kim Sang-hyuk!
Isabel's cry snapped me back to reality.
As I faltered, Kushina drew a dagger from somewhere and lunged at me.
I pulled out a Python loaded with.357 Magnum rounds from my inventory and aimed for her shoulder before she could get closer.
Bang!!
'Huh? I'm certain I hit her.'
Did the bullet just slide onto her skin? That can't be true!
[I discerned the enemy's movements using martial arts!]
Had it not been for the martial arts that the chairman forcibly bestowed upon me, I might have had my throat slashed.
I'm not sure how I managed it, but I evaded her attack for now!
Brace yourself for the next assault!
[「Insight·Crimson」activated]
[Exposed Fiend Kushina's wicked high kick]
[Power B]
Though it leaves a large opening, this kick possesses great force. Seize the leg, and an opportunity to strike her weak point will present itself.
Should I grab it then?
Sensing something formidable, I dodged, and the wall struck by her kick crumbled like a biscuit.
Oh, damn!!
Kim Sang-hyuk. Dismiss the thought that you can conserve your strength and prevail at your current level.
"…"
Why concern yourself with the villain? If you do, you'll only be branded as society's trash.
"You have keen eyes, don't you? Oppa. It's quite difficult to avoid this."
Remarkably, this exhibitionist was also an honor student at the academy.
If I merely fought, it would be a losing diagnosis, right?
Should I get caught early on and ask for Isabelle's help?
Kim Sang-hyuk!
"Allow me to ask just one thing. Do you think you can do it?"
I could hear a gulp over the AirPods.
Whether we like it or not, we all live by compromising on the talents we were born with. The same goes for your crude abilities.
"Can I still become a righteous hero with such base abilities?"
It's true that your ability is repulsive.
Gulp… Quite blunt, aren't we?
I acknowledge that fact. Honestly, I dislike it. But with good intentions, it can be utilized properly.
With good intentions, used properly
For instance, if I possessed a talent that required me to perform a ludicrous dance to defeat an enemy, I would do it without hesitation.
"Why would you go to such lengths?"
I can't even shield my heart from the desire to eliminate the villain and protect innocent people.
It's genuine.
Isabella is a true hero.
While my words would merely be an excuse for depraved sex, a falsehood uttered by a fake like myself,
She shines brilliantly, having dedicated her entire life to her mission.
Our foundations are fundamentally different.
Isabella's misconception is believing that others can achieve what she does.
It's a testament to her youthful naivety.
"Not everyone can do that, Mr. Chairman."
I am likely nothing more than a crude Onahole user, a counterfeit hero within the game of lust.
This is because I, Kim Sang-hyuk, lack any profound convictions or purpose.
But…
The light that the "true" hero showed me brought me to a realization.
"When it's over, please buy me a meal."
– What?
"I'm hungry because I had to skip lunch due to the chairman's call. Take responsibility and treat me to a meal."
Suddenly, what is this?
"If you promise, I will cover the cost of the meal."
"I have no interest in dining with you privately."
That's what the student council president said.
In a pitiful state, not even a day had passed since being rejected, and I found myself clinging to her legs once more, pleading...
Yet this time, her response was different.
I prefer someone who knows how to handle things flawlessly.
"Understood."
"Personality Expulsion" is unlocked.
My desire, within the confines of this crude and carnal game, is simply to savor a tender romance with a beautiful heroine.
From this moment on, sharing a meal with Isabella becomes my mission.
Excluding personal feelings, I choose to proceed in the most straightforward manner.
"Is the conversation over? My handsome brother?"
"Thank you for waiting."
"It seemed like you were discussing something important."
"I apologize for treating you as a joke until now."
[Lucky Pervert ON]
[Reality Manipulation Intensity: Mild]
"Bear witness to the Onahole Man of Justice. Awaken!"
"Uhh~? It sounds like a villain's name, doesn't it?"
I concentrate all my efforts on skillfully extracting Kushina's gelatinous essence.
"Rookie hero, brother. Shall we go?"
Ugh!?
I thought I was empty-handed, but suddenly a knife protrudes.
What's going on? Was I deceived by the grip once more?
The Talent of Exposure. It's a transparent pouch. Unlike an inventory, it allows you to retrieve items even during battles.
Appropriate advice. Thank you.
'I can tell by observing the shape of the hand.'
"Yaksha Assault"!
It's a B-rank skill I acquired while exploring the dungeon. With a speed modifier of 2, I was able to outmaneuver and push Kushina, who had higher stats than me.
"Aah!?"
I snatch it from the transparent pouch.
Various items, including cosmetics, spilled onto the floor, along with an assortment of memorabilia.
"Isn't that too much? Were you really that desperate to see the belongings of a female student?"
"Kushina, you're no longer an academy student."
"Even so, a senior is still a senior!"
"Nonsense!"
I removed my school uniform jacket and threw it away.
"Aah!?"
"Cover your breasts with that!"
"No way! Your gentlemanly behavior is reducing my exposure."
As Kushina panicked, fearing her large breasts with the greatest exposed area would be covered, I took advantage of her distraction and jabbed my fist into her defenseless, pale abdomen!!
"Personality Expulsion Smash!"
"Kyah!"
Slippery!!
What? Even my fist missed!?
The more exposed one becomes, the stronger the defensive abilities. Due to its slippery nature, attacks are evaded with a certain probability.
"Your abilities are impressive."
To be a successful villain, one must possess exceptional capabilities.
"I'm truly furious!"
Kushina unclasped her bikini bra.
Her magnificent breasts undulated and quivered.
What is this, an I-cup? It must be at least a J-cup! Astonishing!
Her subsequent move was so swift that it would have been impossible to see if one hadn't been paying attention.
Undulating and trembling!
Perhaps it was because one's focus was on the sight of her naturally bountiful breasts swaying side to side.
[Kushina's exposed breast-quivering kick]
[Power: C]
[A light kick.]. For some reason, there's a superfluous effect where the recoil is well-transmitted to the upper body. Exposure bonus +2
Neither guns nor physical attacks will work.
I gaze upon the lascivious world revealed by Lucky Skeve.
I seize one of the random erotic events that materialize like a spider's web!
Ting.
At this moment, the most probable Lucky Skeve in this situation would be!
[In 5 seconds, Kushina's massive heart-wrenching squeeze]
"It's a shame to obliterate such a handsome face... but…! Ah!?"
Kushina tumbles into a void of nothingness.
Her swaying, heaving bosom lands directly in my grasp.
Squeeze!
"Eek!?"
I dragged her along, wringing her ample breasts.
「Personal Excretion Milk Squeeze」
Kushina was instantly incapacitated by my milk-wringing technique.
"Let's finish this quickly and head home."
"He-, He-geuk. What is this ability? No, no, no…!! Don't squeeze my breast so hard."
I struck Kushina's exposed belly with all my might; her defenses were pitifully inadequate.
"Personality Excretion Smash!!"
"Aargh!!"
I twisted my fist deeper into her stomach!
Kushina sprawled on the floor, gasping for air as she clenched her ample buttocks.
"He-, Heh… What is this ability? Agh… He-geuk…!! Who are you?"
"I am the Onahole Man of Justice."
I wield personality excretion as my primary weapon.
Yet I managed to restrain myself from defeating her outright, as she was still a villain.
"I won't lose! I'm truly powerful without my pants!"
"Hey, there's a shadow there."
"Eh? A shadow… when?"
"You should have been more careful about your position when you fell."
Due to the shadows, her exposure was less concealed, even though she had removed her pants.
Her response to my attack was delayed by a beat.
Seizing the opportunity, I delivered a forceful blow to Kushina's side.
"Expulsion of Persona Strike!"
"Ah…!"
Kushina, who was hit by the Expulsion of Persona Strike, found herself pinned down from above.
"Please, don't do this!"
"You know what comes next."
First, I firmly held Kushina so she couldn't move and pressed down on her legs.
As I did, her buttocks faced upward, revealing her moistened vagina.
It was quite an attractive sight.
"Don't misunderstand. This is the thrust of justice."
「Persona Expulsion Penetration」
I inserted my fingers into Kushina's slightly damp vaginal opening.
There was an oddly thrilling sensation in violating the intimate area of the person with whom I had been fighting just moments ago.
Squish, squelch, squish, squelch, squish, squelch.
"Ah!? Uh! Aah!!"
I gently rubbed the inside of her vagina with my fingertips, inducing the expulsion of her persona.
Though her restraints weren't strong enough to prevent her escape, Kushina's entire focus was centered on her hips.
Her vagina clenched tightly, gripping with fervor.
"Ugh, ah…!! No, I can't. It feels like... I'm going to release. I shouldn't let go. It's something precious that I'm not supposed to release."
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
Her wet pussy was explored mercilessly as the invasive fondling continued.
"Ah, oh, oh, oh!"
Kushina tilted her head back and gasped, at a loss for what to do.
"Do you want to go to the bathroom or something?"
"It's not the bathroom... It's not that... It's precious… It's something I shouldn't expel."
She couldn't put it into words.
But Kushina's soul seemed to be ringing an alarm, signaling a crisis.
Yes, that's right. It felt as if she was on the verge of releasing something precious.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
The merciless fondling intensified.
"Ah-ah…! No, I can't. I can't…!!"
"Let it out quickly!"
"Ah… Ah…! Help me! Please, someone…! The perverted hero, Onahole Man, is trying to make me release my precious essence. Oh, oh…!!"
Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish.
As if her bladder muscles were completely relaxed, fountains gushed out each time I stimulated her, like scooping water with a shovel.
Chu-chu-chu-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-chuk… .
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh… No! Onahole Man… Onahole Man, please... Ugh… Save me… Someone, help me!"
"Villains have no one to help them. Just give in!"
"No, no… I can't release it. I can't let go of something so precious. I mustn't let it go!"
Tightly, tightly!
Her pussycle clenched with enough force to sever my fingers. It's only natural since she was on the verge of sacrificing her entire human dignity.
Kushina's pink anus widened. It seemed as if she had reached her limit. I could see her sweat-drenched buttocks getting ready to spew out the jelly like an erupting volcano.
"No… No… I don't want to let go of something precious. I don't want to lose something so valuable. I'm sorry… I'm so sorry!"
「Ejecting Dignity Stimulation」
「Ejecting Dignity Stimulation」
「Ejecting Dignity Stimulation」
Take it, the stimulation of justice!!
Jubo-jubo-jubo-jubot-jubot-jubot-jubot-jubot-jubot-jubot!!
"Ahhhhhh…!! Release it. Release it all. Let go of your pride. Let go of everything precious!!"
*Squish*.
As Kushina reached a magnificent climax, she forcefully expelled the blue jelly from her vagina.
*Whooooooosh*…!!!
Yet, even amidst this, the squelching didn't cease!!
*Squish squish squish squish*!!
*Whooooooosh*…!!!
"Heuuuuugh!!!"
After releasing the plump, sundae-like blue jelly, a sweltering heat rose like steam from her gaping anus.
[The jelly is consumed by terror.]
[Kushina's jelly has no intention of defying you.]
It pleads for mercy.
"Stay still. Understand?"
[Kushina's jelly acquiesces]
I carefully gathered the personality-filled jelly that Kushina had so generously smeared on the floor and her buttocks. Using her ample space behind as a platter, I plated it all neatly.
'….'
Then, from the pouch,
One of the miscellaneous items that had fallen to the floor caught my eye.
It was her student ID.
I plunged it into the jelly at an angle, like chocolate being inserted into a cake.
Villainous Jelly Cake ~Exposed Rump Display~ Completed.
Even I must admit, it's a flawless execution.
– ....
Moments later, Isabella arrived at the scene. She covered her mouth as if she were nauseated and remained speechless.
See? I told you.
The talent of the student council president isn't just a "ludicrous dance."
If it had been a "lewd, genital dance," she wouldn't have been able to be a hero.
This is vulgarity on that level. Do you understand?
Of course, I couldn't say that outright.
Nonetheless, her expression implied that my sentiments had been fully conveyed.
-x-X-x-
"Please stamp it."
I took out my interest-student calendar.
[Well done♡]
[Well done♡]
[Well done♡]
Isabella stamped it with "Well done" three times! Oh, what a guaranteed reward!
"Good job, Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Are you alright?"
"… It's a bit disgusting, but your work was neat."
It may appear somewhat off, but my skill in handling the task seems to have been acknowledged. Isabella extended her hand to me with an unexpected handshake request!
"I will acknowledge you as a hero, Onahole Man."
"Is it acceptable for a hero in society to catch villains like this?"
Isn't that level too high? Moreover, it's obscenely vulgar.
"Each hero has their own preferred method of handling situations, and we tend to respect one another. However…"
[Kushina Jelly playfully shivers her body]
"…Ugh… For now, do it only under my guidance and supervision."
"…Understood."
It's a "mask license," after all.
Furthermore, I have no intention of pursuing heroics as a profession.
It is only until the end of the interested student process.
"Additionally, I will erase all four of your penalty points at the discretion of the student council president."
"Really?"
"Your ability to apprehend the villain will be known to the world. Hiding it would be futile."
"No, no, no. I'm planning to approach it like a part-time job and then retire."
Isabella grins faintly.
I thought it was the first time she showed me such a pure smile.
She's beautiful…
"It won't go your way, Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Then, shall we reconsider the hero name at this juncture?"
"Onahole Man suits you best."
She must have really enjoyed calling me Onahole Man.
"Heh heh…"
Well, if it made Isabella smile, that's fine.
My stomach rumbles.
At just the right moment, the beggar within my stomach cried out.
The day is also drawing to a close.
"I promised to buy you a meal. Do you want to go out for dinner?"
"Yes!"
Become an Onahole!!
Poof!
Kushina jelly is transformed into an onahole and collected in the "Onahole Inventory" along with the main body.
**Onahole Inventory**: A sub-inventory capable of infinitely storing onaholes. Cleanliness is managed automatically, and the holes are always maintained at the optimal temperature. Inside the Ona-Inven, the wear on one's personality would be acceptable.
"It's incredible. Can it store them too?"
"Kushina is a judge of onaholes."
While placing it in the "Ona-Inven," Kushina's lower half appeared as though it was stuck to the wall, with only her legs extending out into the air. I firmly pressed on Kushina's buttocks and pushed it all inside her.
"Then, for now, keep it with you. Call the corrections department staff through the Hero app, hand it over to them, and receive the reward."
"Yes."
[**Villain Onahole Collection** completed!]
[Collected A-grade Onahole Villain Kushina]
[Stat Bonus]
[Strength +5]
[Agility +5]
Ah, a collection bonus. I thought that being a perverted hero wasn't such a bad idea after all.
"So, where are we going?"
"Please buy me some pork belly, Chairman."
"Pork belly?"
"Have you never had pork belly before?"
Isabella crossed her arms and nodded.
If you've never tasted pork belly while living in Korea, are you not a spy?
Such a noble diet you must have grown up on.
"Well, let's go eat."
With a nod, Isabella followed me quietly.
The sensation of leading Isabella around felt incredibly strange.
Stealing a glance at her profile, she resembled a haughty noble lady. If one were to have a girlfriend like this, their pride would surely soar. Even an emperor would be envious.
At this moment, I am the most successful man in the world.
Isabella, simply by standing tall beside me, made me feel that way. Though it felt a bit odd to bring a woman like her to a pork belly restaurant,.
But now, my appetite takes precedence.
I found a pork belly eatery in an underground shopping center and entered.
I surreptitiously observed Isabella.
In my estimation, a heroine like Isabella would
"Did you bring me to a place that reeks of swine and is so lowly?"
It wouldn't be surprising if she exploded in a similar fashion.
Yet Isabella was more subdued than I had ever seen her before.
Isabella looked around the pork belly restaurant with an air of unfamiliarity, as if she had never seen such a place before. As she brushed her hair behind her ear, our eyes met.
…Breathtakingly beautiful.
Undoubtedly, the setting of a pork belly restaurant didn't suit her at all.
She seemed more fitting for a scene where she'd be gracefully tilting a wine glass in the lounge of a five-star hotel.
Though her riding attire contributed to her aristocratic appearance, it was her elegant face that transformed the atmosphere of the pork belly restaurant, making it feel like a concept photo shoot.
"Your order? Weren't you hungry?"
"I'll order four servings."
"I don't eat that much."
"Here, it's customary to order more than you'd usually eat. When you grill meat, the amount decreases."
"I see… It's my first time. I'll leave the etiquette to you."
Etiquette?
Etiquette in a pork belly restaurant?
… Well, serving yourself the side dishes, perhaps?
"I'll handle the grilling, so just enjoy your meal."
"…"
Isabella watched intently as the grill heated up.
Sizzling. Sizzling.
I placed the pork belly on the grill first, and when it seemed sufficiently cooked, I cut it with scissors.
As garlic and kimchi were added to the sizzling pork fat, an overwhelming aroma stimulated the appetite.
"It's going to be delicious."
"...."
Isabella remains expressionless.
Well, I did ask if she'd like to eat something with me in private.
Does she usually indulge in something as delectable as pork belly?
"I'll leave the cooked pieces here for you to eat. Just a moment."
While I fetch some water and side dishes myself,
The portion of the chairman's meat that I had prepared disappeared.
Oh?
"...."
Chewing.
Isabella's cheeks move ever so slightly.
"Is it good?"
Indeed.
Even an S-class hero can't resist freshly grilled pork belly.
Isabella's cheeks blush faintly.
"…Mmm."
"Try the doenjang jjigae too. And some rice."
"I don't eat carbohydrates... And this meat is too fatty."
"But it's delicious, right?"
"...."
Isabella takes a small bite of the hearty doenjang jjigae, laden with generous pieces of beef brisket. It seems as if her taste buds explode, and she begins to savor the rice and meat with gusto.
She's eating so well!
I should try some too. Ah!
I took a single bite, and the meat on the grill noticeably diminished.
"Ah… "
Isabella appeared to be quite fond of the pork belly.
"Auntie! Please give us five more servings."
She flinched.
Isabella's blush deepened.
"Ah, you're good at grilling. It seems you've got some skills."
"Yes, I've grilled before. Now, let's have some garlic and kimchi as well."
"I can't possibly eat it all alone."
"Well, the president is paying for it anyway, right? I'm going to eat too. A lot."
"That's true…"
With a gleam in her eye,
I caught a glimpse of the ravenous beast lurking within Isabella's blue eyes.
It made no sense for someone of her size not to consume carbohydrates and fats.
Isabella didn't waste a single morsel, promptly putting the grilled meat I had prepared into her mouth.
"Ahem… Haa… Haaa…"
I couldn't help but chuckle.
I was stuffing the student council president's belly!
The pork belly on the grill shrank at an alarming rate, leaving little time to cook more.
"It has a wickedly delicious taste, just like a villain."
Watching Isabella savor the meat brought me joy, so I continued serving her.
"Auntie, please don't cut the meat."
"The young lady has quite an appetite!"
"…"
Isabella's ears turn red.
"I'll step out for some fresh air."
She returns after a brief break from devouring pork belly, but as the plump, dark brown pieces of meat I've grilled flaunt their allure, her chopsticks resume their busy movements.
"Mmm… Mm."
"Sometimes, you need to indulge in such rich, greasy meat."
"Mm. Mmmm."
Isabella nods in agreement.
"Aunt, please bring us two bottles of soju."
"I don't drink."
"Can't handle it at all? You're weaker than you appear, Chairman."
"It's not that I can't, entirely."
"Alright, let's see. Just one drink."
In no time, two bottles become three, then four.
"It's time to head home."
I support the unsteady Isabella.
"Are you alright?"
"Um… Coins… Here…"
40 coins.
We certainly enjoyed a hearty meal together.
"What's your home address?"
"Just call a knight."
Isabella unlocks her smartphone and wiggles her fingers to make a call.
I have her sit on a park bench for a moment.
"Let's rest here for a while."
"Mmm…"
"Why did you drink more than you could handle?"
"Tasty, so…"
"…"
Isabella leans her head on my shoulder.
Is she asleep?
"Whew… hmm… Woohoo♡ Onahole Man♡"
Gasp!
A sudden endearing act while intoxicated!
I nearly collapsed, clutching my heart.
"Huh? Onahole Man. It's funny because it's silly. Onahole Man♡ Ahaha…"
Isabella laughs like a young girl and then drifts off to sleep.
Her body remains tense even while sleeping.
Perhaps if I were to touch her breast here, a fist would come flying immediately.
I cannot take such a risk.
"Lean on me and rest."
I offer my shoulder and
use "Onahole Touch.".
"Ahh…!"
The tension in Isabella's body, once tightly wound, gradually dissipates.
Applying the Onahole Touch to the ever-anxious student council president...
Completely relaxed, she slightly parts her legs and rests comfortably on my shoulder.
Breathing deepens entirely.
Isabella succumbed to a deep slumber.
"Ah."
Carefully, I remove my coat to cover her, ensuring her body temperature doesn't drop.
"She must have been really hungry."
Having devoured a generous portion of pork belly and leaning on my shoulder in complete satisfaction, I quietly gaze upon Isabella's lovely face. It's so beautiful that it never grows tiresome to look at.
It must have been about 30 minutes. As I lay Isabella down without stirring, I notice a woman in a black suit approaching and rising to my feet.
"Madam Chairwoman, please wake up."
"Uh… just five more minutes..."
Gasp!
Isabella's innocent act...
Her eyes widen as she seems to realize that this is not her home.
"What did I just say?"
"Oh, you didn't say anything."
"…"
"Miss, I've come to escort you."
"Hmm."
Upon seeing my coat draped over her, Isabella appears taken aback.
"I must have dozed off... I apologize."
"Please return home and get some rest."
"What about you? You've been drinking as well."
"I can make my way back alone."
"Get in the car. I'll take you there."
A limousine?
I climb into the back seat of a luxury car as long as a bus.
The interior space is astounding. It looks so spacious and comfortable that I could stretch out my legs and sleep.
Unbelievably, there's a bar table inside. The driver's seat is completely separated by a glass partition, making it invisible.
'…I wish I had a car like this.'
It would be perfect for taking my younger sisters to school.
I entrust my body to a seat that evokes the first-class section of an airplane.
The ride is exceptional, but for some reason,
I can't help but think that the hard bench I shared with Isabella was much better.
"…"
"…"
Our eyes meet at an odd moment.
"So, you were a rich young lady. Mr. Chairman."
"We have plenty of coins."
"Thanks to you, I ate until I was full."
"Well. It's my first time trying Commoner's food, but it wasn't bad."
It's the first time I've heard someone say "commoner" in reference to food.
"In front of you, strangely enough, I only show a disheveled appearance."
"Exactly. What if an S-class hero drinks and passes out?"
Our eyes meet again, and in that moment, the atmosphere begins to change.
"It didn't extend. If it had been a foolish act, it would have happened immediately. But, in the midst of it..."
"…"
In the middle...
Did she perhaps notice the on-hole touch?
Isabella offered a gentle smile.
"I had a pleasant dream."
"…"
Sigh.
"I think it's all thanks to you."
"What? What did I do?"
"I know you have plenty of tricks up your sleeve."
… I've been caught.
It seems Lucky Skebe has definitely been exposed.
"Don't worry. I'll keep it a secret."
My heart pounds wildly.
Today, Isabella appears to be determined to be charming.
She seemed so distant when we first met.
"As I thought back then... You knew my clothes would come off, right?"
"Yes…"
"Do you control it yourself? In such a way..."
"I don't control it; rather, it moves within the range that I can anticipate."
In the dojo, I had thought that Isabella's clothes coming off was the most common pattern, and I simply acted accordingly.
"I see… hehe…"
[3 seconds to touch Isabella's breast and kiss her]
Oh no.
I didn't turn off Lucky Skebe!!
"Chairman!"
As I tried to raise myself to warn of the impending danger, the car suddenly jolted violently.
Due to the force, I toppled backward, while Isabel, brimming with drunken allure, surrendered to inertia and tumbled into my embrace.
*Caress♡*
In a scene orchestrated by Lucky Skeve,
I found myself locked in a passionate kiss with Isabel, my hands greedily kneading her supple breasts.
Squish…
"Uh… Um…?"
With her eyes unfocused from inebriation, Isabel was slow to comprehend the unfolding events.
In the meantime, I couldn't help but...
Kiss her unintentionally.
Isabel's eyes gradually widened.
'Damn it!'
At that moment, the driver's voice came through the intercom.
"Miss, I apologize. Are you okay?"
Smack…
Isabel, with her eyes still wide open as our lips met, slowly, ever so slowly, pulled away.
"…What happened? Rachel."
"The car suddenly lurched where there was nothing. It's suspected to be an external attack. Should we investigate the cause?"
"No. I just figured out the reason. Keep driving. It's not a big deal."
"Understood, Miss."
"…"
[Lucky Skebe is off]
"Apologies, I forgot to turn it off."
"How long do you plan on touching my breasts?"
I couldn't bring myself to let go.
Could it just be the nipple patch? The moment her braless breasts filled my hand, I unconsciously grasped them tightly.
A delightful sensation courses through my palm.
Isabelle, maintaining her position atop me, carelessly grinds her hips against my erect member.
Ahhhh!!
"You keep getting hard on a woman who's not even a villain. Is that really okay? Pro-Hero Onahole Man."
"Well, men tend to become erect around beautiful women."
"That's precisely why I need to supervise and manage you for a while. You're a hero who could reveal his rapist-like tendencies at any moment."
"…"
Squeeze.
Isabelle presses her buttocks against me.
Ugghhh…
"Understood? Hehe… Onahole Man."
"…Yes. I accept your supervision and management."
After all, I'm her student. Now…
I shouldn't resist.
Isabelle dismounts from me, seemingly satisfied.
Phew…
My raging erection was nothing short of problematic.
It was a stroke of luck that the driver didn't witness Isabella with my erect cock as I fondled her breasts.
Our situation would remain unknown to him unless we spoke over the intercom.
The limousine, as long as a bus, had a glass screen dividing the middle of the vehicle, providing us with privacy.
I feigned innocence as I stepped out of the car in front of my house.
Isabella remained seated, her body relaxed, as she looked up at me.
"I'll call you tomorrow too, Onahole Man."
"Did you have fun? Being called Onahole Man, I mean."
"…"
The car door closed without another word.
I had hit the jackpot.
Rachel drove away, leaving with Lady Isabella in tow.
I couldn't believe what had just transpired.
Isabella, so unexpectedly tender, had allowed me to explore her body.
The once impenetrable relationship with the Student Council President seemed to have taken a dramatic turn for the better. Could it be?
'Lucky pervert, perfect timing!'
In the secrecy of the night, I tightly clenched my fists and trembled with joy.
-x-X-x-
In truth, Yuuna didn't do anything all weekend.
She had lost her zest for life, all because of Sang-hyuk's cold, unread messages.
'It should have been me, being all lovey-dovey with the handsome Sang-hyuk…'
All she did was look at Sang-hyuk's face, posted on Dunstar, and sob.
'Steel your heart, Yuuna!'
This is war. There are no rules.
Just like Henna, I just need to snatch Sang-hyuk away!
Weren't we getting along so well?
I can do it if I set my mind to it.
With my cunning and allure, I can make him forget about his K-cup girlfriend, and completely ensnare his soul!
"Google search…!"
How to seduce a male friend… Search…
Yuuna summoned Sang-hyuk into her imagination.
This so-called Imaginary Sang-hyuk.
Yuuna's Imaginary Sang-hyuk is a sweet being who, with Sang-hyuk's handsome face, speaks only the words she desires.
Over the weekend, Yuuna's frequent daydreams nurtured her Imaginary Sang-hyuk, causing him to grow like a monstrous apparition.
"Yuuna… Damn it…!!"
Thud!
Kim Sang-hyuk, in a fit of passion, forcefully presses Yuuna against the wall.
A deadly, captivating gaze!
"How can I resist this? Shall I devour you?"
"Kyaaa!"
"Yuuna! What's gotten into you on a Sunday morning?"
"Mom! How can you say such things to your grown-up daughter?"
That's it! The perfect plan has come to me!
A grand scheme to seduce Sang-hyuk.
Let's go, Yuuna!
As soon as school starts, seduce him relentlessly and make him yours!
But Yuuna's daring courage meets its fate on a Monday morning…
Upon seeing the real Sang-hyuk, her resolve shatters like glass.
'Wow, he's so handsome…'
Over the weekend, the fantasy version of Sang-hyuk, nurtured by Yuuna's attention, vanishes like dust upon seeing the real Kim Sang-hyuk.
Image simulations prove futile.
Simply looking at the handsome Sang-hyuk fills Yuuna with happiness and takes her breath away.
Yuuna's passionate, unrequited love has already spiraled out of control.
Ever since she discovered that Henna had taken him away, and that he was now unattainable…
Her emotions, entwined with intense regret, erupt like a volcanic explosion.
Yet, she managed to suppress it so that it didn't surface.
Could she seduce someone who already had a loving girlfriend?
Such a thing was only possible in fantasies. In reality, it was impossible.
The more affection one had for another, the less capable they were of doing such a thing.
Yuuna had never tried to tempt a man who already had a girlfriend…
She merely sought solace by envisioning a hopeful future with Sang-hyuk.
In truth, it was a facade.
Yuuna knew it all too well.
To steal him away – her cheeks flushed with shame, realizing she had been posturing in such a manner.
In front of the "real" Kim Sang-hyuk, Yuuna…
Desired his love, but she was nothing more than Friend A, unable to reveal her feelings.
What if, in her attempts to win him over, she earned Sang-hyuk's disdain instead?
Merely imagining it made her wish to vanish from this world.
Ultimately, Yuuna's mind arrived at the most realistic and beautiful conclusion.
Maintaining the status quo.
"But, didn't you come with Henna? I thought you'd be together."
"I fainted…"
"…Fainted?"
Yuuna recognized the truth that had been hidden behind her unread messages.
"You're fainting, too?"
Ha… Haha…
Fainting… to such a degree… The two of you must have been so passionately in love…
Fainting…
Sang-hyuk must have embraced Henna to the point of making her faint…
It's over. Yeah.
"Uh-huh. I see, uh-huh…"
There's no place for me between Henna and Sang-hyuk.
I barely manage to suppress the urge to cry.
"Sorry for not responding to your message. Let me treat you to a meal as an apology."
"Hey. Are you trying to upset your girlfriend? It's not appropriate for us to eat alone."
After realizing that the real troublemaker isn't Henna but myself,
I can't stop pretending to be the "good female friend."
But that's not what I truly feel.
I want to be loved by Sang-hyuk…
But, there's no way it's alright to barge into the middle of a happy couple.
"Then let's go to the dungeon as a duo today. I'll help you earn a fortune."
"We can't be just a man and a woman. You know what might happen inside."
I'm such a fool.
I put on a mask because I don't want to lose even the role of Sang-hyuk's good female friend.
I can't reveal my true feelings.
Sang-hyuk was already ecstatic, buried in Henna's large and abundant breasts.
'Ugh. Heheheeng.'
"You said you'd help me until I reached 10,000 points."
"Did I? Really?"
"How can I score 10,000 points without you? You said that too."
Yes. By Sang-hyuk's side… let's remain friends… .
I'm content with that much… Yes… suppress this heart, like a lifeless corpse… .
Tightly.
At that moment, their hands intertwined.
The thick veins stood out on the back of Sang-hyuk's large and masculine hand, engulfing Yuuna's delicate hand within it.
"What, what are you doing…"
Kim Sang-hyuk's awkward flirting—an act of seduction for the sake of courtship—set Yuuna's mind ablaze.
Let's get married. Let's get married. Let's get married. Let's get married.
The moment their eyes met, love surged, filling them with a euphoria as if they were drugged.
"I'll, I'll let you go to the dungeon… Don't, don't do this again…"
"We can at least hold hands, can't we?"
"No, we can't… You fool…!"
She fled.
Yuuna couldn't understand why Kim Sang-hyuk acted that way.
Is Henna not enough?
Making love to the point of fainting… Am I just the substitute?
A surge of emotion.
It's somewhat infuriating, but…
'Sang-hyuk held my hand… ♡'
I can't help but feel a twitch in my cheek muscles.
Just give me a tight hug and be my girlfriend! I think I would agree if he did.
'…Okay, let's pull ourselves together.'
I don't know why he's acting this way, but I can't let it slide.
What if I were his girlfriend?
Would I have just watched him do that to Henna if the roles were reversed?
I don't know why he's flirting, but I need to block him. It hurts, but I have to block him.
'Let's try… to think about this as calmly as possible.'
Why would someone with a girlfriend suddenly act like this?
If the reason is…
What if Henna pitied me and asked him to pay some attention to me?
As if the winner is showing mercy to the loser.
A surge of emotion!
'I don't think that's the case, but…'
Phew. Okay. I didn't absorb any of the class material, but
organizing my thoughts has made my heart feel colder.
Yuuna was unaware. She couldn't have known that the ripples she thought would never happen again would surge into overwhelming waves.
"I still like Yuuna. That's why…"
"Have you lost your mind? What's with the act?"
Stop it. Don't do that.
Don't you know how hard it is for me to push you away?!
Make Henna happy.
I'm the one to be cast aside!
"…You've already chosen Henna."
It's enough now.
Reclaim what was taken. Yuuna, you did amazingly well.
Your mother and father would be proud.
I acted without a shred of shame.
Yet, I pushed away someone I already care for so dearly… so cruelly.
'…I can't even be her friend anymore.'
He even resorts to violence, suddenly.
Kim Sang-hyuk should have gotten the message by now.
'But why is he not entering the dungeon and just standing there all alone?'
He could just set off solo. He's more than capable on his own…
'Could it be, is he waiting for me?'
It can't be.
Yuuna continued to watch Kim Sang-hyuk from a distance as 10, then 20 minutes passed.
As if Sang-hyuk was waiting for someone…
I was lost in thought, standing alone in the corner.
'Why…'
Why is this happening…?
Why are they giving me an opportunity?
I feel like I'm going insane…
'Ugh…'
I had no idea it would turn out like this when I enjoyed the thrill of flirting.
I didn't know I would become this emotionally attached.
If I had known Henna would experience such pain after making a move, I would have begged her to choose me without hesitation.
"Don't go, Yuuna. You can't go."
I tried so hard to push her away. Now I should ignore her.
Kim Sang-hyuk is waiting for Henna, not me.
If I were to follow her and Henna shows up, if the two of them leave hand in hand, how wretched would that be?
'Perhaps it's better that way.'
It feels like I could give up then.
"What are you doing all by yourself?"
But Sang-hyuk seems to be possessed by something today.
He freely showers Yuuna with the love and attention she had been desperately craving.
"I've been waiting for you."
'Ah.'
Sang-hyuk smiles.
Yuuna clutches her thigh, feeling as if she's about to ovulate.
'Again. I've fallen in love again…♡'
Ultimately, like a pet approaching its master with a gentle wag of its tail, Yuuna slips in beside Sang-hyuk.
Despite having kicked him earlier, in less than an hour, she shamelessly enters a place where she can feel his scent and body warmth.
'Now I don't know… Hehe. I like Sang-hyuk…'
The reason Yuuna came to care for Sang-hyuk like a dungeon wife was,
It was entirely natural.
'Because you've been so kind to me.'
Because Sang-hyuk treats her well.
Because he opens his heart.
She ends up doting on Sang-hyuk endlessly.
'I'm totally like a dungeon wife…'
"OnaAka" is a new term in the world, an alternate version of the office wife.
It refers to a colleague of the opposite gender who shares a bond like a spouse within a dungeon… However,
there are cases where it becomes quite literal, like a real wife… ♡♡
'Ah!! This is adultery. Yuuna!'
As Sang-hyuk continues to make room for her, Yuuna's mind starts to blur the line between delusion and reality.
That day in the locker room…
"In the end, I chose Henna…"
Sang-hyuk's expression hardens.
Yuuna suddenly realized that she had made a grave mistake.
'What am I doing?'
From the couple's perspective, I was nothing more than a nuisance, and yet I had the audacity to criticize Sang-hyuk.
The words I spoke were far from rational.
"Ah, that wasn't right of me. I'm sorry. I have no right or reason to say such things."
"If we were dating, you could be as jealous as you want."
"Wha- What?"
It was then that Yuuna grasped the truth.
The nature of the brazen game Kim Sang-hyuk had proposed.
If it had been any other thug, a swift slap to the face and a vow to never see them again would have sufficed.
"Yuuna, date me as well."
"Are you joking? What about the opinions of others…?"
"Don't worry about that. As long as we're happy, that's all that matters."
But why?
Kim Sang-hyuk's flirtation was awkward.
His demands were undeniably vulgar, but beneath it all lay an essence of pure innocence.
Yuuna found herself irresistibly drawn to this side of him.
She wanted to be with him, smiling even if she were to become his hundredth girlfriend.
Her insides were ablaze with heat.
Though his request was undoubtedly lewd…
Asking to be my second girlfriend is ludicrous flirtation.
'…I like the feeling of trying something I've never done before, as if I'm pushing the limits…♡'
It's as if someone coerced her to join a harem.
Like a person hesitantly approaching me, saying, "I know it's not possible, but should I give it a try?"
Her awkwardness is endearing.
'During times like this, it's not about dating. You fool.'
A silent embrace would be enough… and yet…
Her breath is growing increasingly labored.
'Ah, he's so handsome…♡'
Should I accept right away? No.
I don't want Sang-hyuk to see me as a cheap woman.
But if we continue like this… I'll become Sang-hyuk's harem girlfriend…
In such a situation, it might be a maiden's instinct to raise her self-worth while hesitating to commit.
Perhaps she's addicted to the thrill of Sang-hyuk's relentless pursuit.
Holding onto the hilt of this sweet sword a little longer and swaying it,
"Try to catch me." It's the yearning of a feminine heart.
Of course, it doesn't mean she merely reveled in it.
Deep down, Yuuna was frightened.
This was all new to me. If I agreed to become a harem girlfriend, what would Kim Sang-hyuk do to me?
What would he try to do with my body…
Wouldn't he make me kneel like a dog and serve him as my master…?
They say all men are perverts… Could Sang-hyuk be like that too?
Since everything was a first-time experience, I couldn't make a decision easily.
"Well, um… Oh, look! There's a ranking chart over there. Let's go check it out."
That was the crucial reason for pushing Sang-hyuk away, with what little courage I could gather.
After rejecting him, I felt relieved.
My opposite-sex friend, who had been exploring the dungeon with me,
Had suggested that I become his second girlfriend. It was strange to just accept that proposal. I must be out of my mind.
"It hasn't been long since I've known Sang-hyuk…"
In the end, I remained "in a state where I might become a girlfriend" and settled for the present, pretending to be a dungeon wife.
There was nothing to gain, but also nothing to lose.
But then, Sang-hyuk went a step further.
"You, you bitch!!"
Yuuna tensed the moment Deherit raised her hand, thinking, 'I can legally beat this person.'
It wasn't even a task for Yuuna, whose overall stats ranked at B-class, to discipline Deherit.
However,
An unimaginable event occurred!
"…What are you doing?"