"Kim Sang-hyuk."
Deherit stared at me intently before speaking first.
"Why?"
Once more, we were the first ones here. Should I suggest that they enter rather than argue and fight over access rights to the dungeon? I was slightly hesitant, but...
Yuuna's expression showed no intention of giving in. Our class president wasn't the type to tolerate such behavior.
"Are you planning to enter this dungeon?"
"Yes, we are. That is, unless you try to stop us."
"We won't stop you. Go ahead."
Huh?
Seeing Deherit concede so easily, Yuuna and I exchanged puzzled glances. What was going on with them?
Their usual prickliness was absent.
"Also, I apologize for my previous behavior."
"What?"
Had Deherit just apologized?
"I'm sorry for belittling and cursing you for being an on-hole collector."
"…"
Deherit seemed slightly embarrassed. Without waiting for my response, they left with their party members. Seriously, what was that all about?
"Did they eat something weird?"
"Well, there are rumors going around that their sister beat them."
"Sister?"
Title: The Unforeseen Encounter
"My third-year sister asked me about your relationship with Deherit because of the exchange event."
…Exchange event?
I had nothing to pinpoint.
"You know, that incident. Deherit was constantly obsessed with you."
"Ah, right."
"Didn't you think it was a harassment situation? I wouldn't have let it slide if my sibling had been acting like a bully."
Ironically, I, the person involved, didn't even pay it any mind.
Whether he apologized or not, it was simply beyond my concern.
"So, will you accept his apology?"
"Well, I am curious about your sister."
What did she do to make him as docile as a lamb?
Yuuna stared at me intently.
"Since you've interacted with all the first- and second-year students, would you like to engage with the talented third-year seniors next time?"
"I had no impure intentions!"
Henna hunched her shoulders.
"Seniors, I'm scared."
"Third-year seniors can be intimidating. Like the student council president, they have a completely elite aura."
"Is that so?"
To me, all academy students are the same, or so I thought. As one grows older, it becomes apparent that the difference of a single year is insignificant. However, for someone Yuuna's age, the gap of one grade can feel immense.
"It's the third-years who've experienced all sorts of trials. They have numerous squads connected to Suther, plenty of superstars, and even girl groups.
Listening closely to Yuuna's words, it's clear that the prestigious academy's third-year students in this world possess a unique quality. These individuals have overcome unimaginable competition to reach their standing.
All the third-year students I knew exuded an unmistakable presence. Student Council President Isabella, Vice President Evangeline... Though I have never encountered other third-years, as they reside in a different building, I am aware that they are the subjects of both fear and admiration among the underclassmen.
"Superstars and girl groups in just the third year of the academy? Truly, it's a world apart."
How can one lead such a driven life? Is it because the magnitude of the innate talent they were born with differs significantly?
In truth, even in the world I inhabited, I witnessed prodigious talents who became part of girl groups or rose to stardom at a young age.
Until now, it had felt like an entirely separate realm from my own.
It was a peculiar sensation to know that such a group existed so close by, as if we shared the same breath.
"Why do you speak as if it's someone else's business? The hottest topic among second-year students right now is the Paragon of Excretion Hero. Kim Sang-hyuk, the Jelly Man."
The monitors used to address me had multiplied once again.
Jelly Man, Onahole Man, and Paragon of Excretion Hero.
Henna tugged firmly at my sleeve.
"Uh? Henna?"
"Sang-hyuk's market evaluation: 590,000 coins..."
"Uh, is that impressive?"
"It's incredible! There's hardly been any change for Henna and me."
…Why?
Hadn't I performed quite well as a queen? I didn't know the specifics since I wasn't part of the opposing faction.
"Didn't you watch the heated battle? The first place was a clash between Hilaria and Quintia."
"Hilaria and Quintia..."
It must have been a confrontation that occurred after my departure.
"Take a look later. It's extraordinary."
"For now, let's continue exploring the dungeon."
"Excellent!"
Yuuna takes the lead.
*Whoosh.*
I extended my hand to Henna. Henna shyly grasped it.
"Ah, yes!"
Growth is crucial.
Onaholes are essential, too.
Harvesting onaholes from most goblin and orc creatures has become the most vital mission for our Onahole Squad.
"Sang-hyuk, here!"
As Yuuna swung her sword, creating an opportunity, I instantly twisted the jaws of the orcs and goblins.
"Personality-Expelling Left Hook!"
"Ogiik!!"
The orc emitted a bizarre sound and collapsed.
Initially, Yuuna was so repulsed that she couldn't bear to look at the jellies being wrapped. Now, she's adapted quite well.
"How is it? Did it turn out well?"
"Become an onahole."
*Swish.*
Colorful personality jellies transform into onaholes.
The girls picked them up and brought them to me.
"Thank you."
"No need to mention it. I should get used to it too. Sa, Sang-hyuk is my husband after all."
"A cute onahole has been created."
*Shuffle.*
I gently stroked the heads of the two girls.
They were truly commendable companions, in my opinion. The sole man in the party employed a personality expulsion punch and transformed the magical personality jelly, spawned by the beast, into an onahole. They would carry out such dubious missions with a smile on their faces, never voicing any doubts.
Strength『197』(Illustrated Book Bonus +53)
Agility『124』(Illustrated Book Bonus +58)
Stamina126』(Illustrated Book Bonus +76)
Technique 191 (Encyclopedia Bonus +45)
(Hidden) Magic 10 (Encyclopedia Bonus +6)
(Hidden) Charm『999』
(Hidden) O.J.『50』
My collection bonus had reached its pinnacle at that moment. It wasn't due to the onaholes I had gathered in the dungeon today, but rather the effect of accumulating younger sisters at home through onahole assessments.
"Phew…"
Yuuna sighed, her body slick with sweat from her exertions.
"My stats have improved too, but it's difficult to keep up with Sang-hyuk's movements. You must have really worked hard over the weekend, right?"
"Yes, I did. I worked hard."
I didn't say that it was all thanks to her mother.
"Ah. My mom wants me to say hello."
However, Yuuna was the one who brought up the topic of Sumire first.
"You must have been busy while I was asleep, huh?"
"…I apologize."
"Did Henna's mother also suffer?"
"Yes, she did. My mother has already become Sang-hyuk's onahole."
"…Alright. Let's head to the next area."
"It's finished. We're in the process of dismantling now."
What? Already?
Now that the exchange battle is over, we're back to the regular dungeon size. It's somewhat disappointing.
I wonder how Grania and Clarissa are faring.
"Are you preoccupied with thoughts of the Onahole, my lord?"
Yuuna placed her hand on her waist, disapproving of her tone.
"Forgive me. From now on, I'll only think of you, Yuuna."
"Ah… um… really… yes… I guess I have no choice.
I held Yuuna tightly and nuzzled her neck.
"Ugh… I was sweating.
"That's a good thing."
"Pervert…"
Henna spread her arms open, so I embraced her as well. The intimacy in the dungeon had intensified.
"Henna, your skin is so soft and smooth."
"Hee, hic!? S-sorry… I'll try harder next time! I'll run around more!"
"No… I wasn't criticizing you!"
I held the trembling Henna close and gently stroked her.
"Since you're a sorceress, relax in the back. We'll guard you."
"Mm-hmm."
"I'm envious. I wish I had a talent for magic.
"Yuuna looks beautiful wielding a sword. That's why I fell in love at first sight."
"…Really?"
Can one say there's no impact?
Watching a delicate schoolgirl brandishing her sword and toppling massive creatures,
Everyone would be astonished.
"You're nowhere near as skilled as Quintia."
"Well, that's practically an art form. I can hardly believe they're the same person."
"I think I understand what you mean."
After the dungeon was cleared, Yuuna held Henna's hand and headed to the academy's shower room.
"We'll clean ourselves up and come out! You can go to the dining hall first!"
"Alright."
After bidding farewell to her friends, she checks her phone alone.
Hot Clip Board... It's there.
While the videos of the exhibition match still dominated all the rankings, the top video was a fierce duel between Quintia and Hilaria.
"You dare lay a hand on my husband?"
Hilaria swung her hefty greatsword with enough force to cleave Quintia's head in two.
The aftermath alone caused the ground and walls to tremble.
Quintia counterattacked with a stoic expression, but Hilaria's relentless assault would not cease.
"Shouldn't you also surrender that lovely face, or an arm, or a leg? Quintia!"
"Use your feathers! If you don't—"
"And if I don't?"
What a monumental showdown! The walls of the building crumbled from the mere impact of Quintia and Hilaria's clashing blades.
Indeed, it even collapsed.
Quintia stood steadfast in her place, parrying all of Hilaria's attacks before striking back, while Hilaria moved with the ferocity of a wild beast.
If Quintia's swordsmanship was akin to art, Hilaria's was unbridled savagery.
Such a level of skill could not be easily imitated by others.
Sliding as if nearly lying on the floor, braking with the mere strength of her fingertips, and wielding her steel blade as though conjuring a typhoon...
This was beyond a full swing. It was such devastating swordsmanship that it seemed to hurl her entire body along with the sword.
And then she would propel herself onto the opposite ceiling or wall, clinging with her exceptional climbing abilities.
Quintia faced a veritable steel storm, with onslaughts coming at her from all directions.
It seemed clear to anyone that the delicate Quintia stood little chance of victory.
"I'll cut off that arm!"
"With your skills, you won't be able to."
But in the next moment, Quintia had plunged her sword into Hilaria's abdomen.
"Ugh…!! Gah…!"
"If it were that senior, I might not know."
"Caught you."
Even as blood poured from her wound, Hilaria clutched at Quintia and delivered a headbutt.
One might have thought that the renowned Quintia would at least allow her a single proper hit, but...
She dodged that as well.
'…Her eyes are a cheat. Now that I see it,'
Quintia's crimson-eyed prowess was far superior to my own.
She sees through every move her opponent makes. Hilaria's valiant attacks and audacious hand-to-hand combat prove futile.
"Ahhhh!"
"Aaaaah! The Queen is dead!! The true queen is dying!"
glancing into the corner,
I saw Yuuna and Isolde hugging each other and crying amidst the crumbling building.
"Quintia~~! Please control your strength! Please!! If the castle collapses, we'll all die!"
"Senior Sang-hyuk! Hilaria is trying to destroy the castle! Save the people!"
…
Even after Queen Tia had drawn her sword from Hilaria's body, Hilaria wielded her sword as if it were nothing, causing the castle to truly collapse. With the thunderous sound of the walls crumbling, the screen turned black, and the video came to an end.
They were indeed excellent supporting characters, Isolde and Yuuna. Even I would have been terrified if the castle came crashing down and boulders the size of houses fell over my head, yet even in such dire circumstances, some remained composed.
Hilaria, I wonder if she's feeling better. Worried, I consider paying her a visit.
[Isabella]
Kim Sang-hyuk, come to the dojo.
After cleaning up, I received a message on my phone from our silver-haired, voluptuous student council president, Isabella.
[Kim Sang-hyuk]
I was planning to visit my injured girlfriend.
[Isabella]
Who said you could reply? Hurry up and get moving.
She's still as feisty as ever. However, Isabella is a person with a lot of affection beneath the surface.
[Kim Sang-hyuk]
Notification to the Onahole Squad: being dragged away by the student council president
[Yuuna]
Ah, why––why––why? The student council president is too much! Stop monopolizing Sang-hyuk!
[Henna]
Does the student council president like Sang-hyuk?
Does she like him?
I'm not sure. Not yet, at least. One thing that's certain is that she's not a captured heroine.
Today, there were many people at the dojang besides the president and me. Astonishingly, all of them were women.
As soon as I made my appearance, their gazes were fixed on me.
"Madam President, Kim Sang-hyuk has arrived."
"Kim Sang-hyuk."
"It's the jellying man."
"Seeing him in person for the first time."
"…"
I had thought that everyone at the academy had already seen me.
It seems I'm still a stranger to some.
Isabella brushed past me, clad in her typical tight white riding pants that accentuated the curve of her hips.
Ah, such a pleasant scent.
"You were absent yesterday."
"Ah… Yes. There was an important matter at home.
"I've taken your reason into account. However, submit the required documents in advance next time."
"Yes, I understand."
Did she take care of it? Madam President, you're so kind.
Her eyes didn't convey that impression at all.
"Today, we embark on our hero activities. Your name must have started to spread. This is an important mission."
"Understood."
"Turn on the Hero app. We'll discuss the details as we go."
As soon as the Hero app was activated, a torrent of sexually suggestive direct messages from numerous unidentified female heroes poured in.
…
"… Didn't I tell you to block them? Surely, you're not using this newfound fame to engage in inappropriate behavior with other heroes, are you?"
"Of course not."
I was certain I had blocked them, so why had the settings reset?
Could it be Enn's doing?
'…'
There's an astonishing number of selfies from alluring female heroes...
Perhaps I'll save them for later, when I can give them my full attention.
"Kim Sang-hyuk."
However, the silver-haired and voluptuous Student Council President standing before me is overwhelmingly stunning.
She captures my entire focus.
"Remember, today's mission is crucial. Understood?"
"Yes, President."
"Don't let your eyes wander. Keep them on me."
"Ah. Yes. I'll only look at you, President."
I followed the president's swaying hips as we made our way to a different neighborhood.
Today's objective was to confront and neutralize the nefarious villain of heterogenous origin who had been wreaking havoc upon numerous cities, disrupting the tranquility of their denizens.
"Let's do this, Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Affirmative."
[Emergency Information Alert]
[During the villain's apprehension, please adhere to safety protocols.]
"When this is over, you owe me a meal."
"Understood."
Summoned before even breaking for lunch, the importance of sustenance weighed heavily on them.
-x-X-x-
I had taken public transportation to the neighboring town, but now what? Just as Isabella pondered this, she effortlessly vaulted over a fence.
Unexpected parkour!
Watching her skillfully navigate the complex terrain with her ample bosom and long hair flowing behind her was quite impressive. Could I manage that too? I never had the chance to properly utilize my strength against orcs and goblins, so I couldn't be sure.
'Hmm.'
I found myself able to move more fluidly than before. It was remarkable how my body responded just as I imagined, without any significant training. Upon reaching the alley, Isabella handed me a pair of Bluetooth earphones designed to attach to the ears.
"Put them on."
"What are these for?"
"Because Evangeline is with us today."
Ah, Vice President Evangeline. Was she the same person I had seen before the exchange event? A nurturing figure with voluminous brown hair and an ample chest. As soon as I put the earphones in, her enchanting voice tickled my eardrums.
"Hello? Sang-hyuk. How have you been since the exchange?"
"Yes, I've been well. What about you?"
"I've been busy. The exchange event had a record number of injuries. It's my job to look after those things. Academy Hospital, you also came for a short while when you passed out."
"Thanks to you, I recovered well. Thank you."
When I came to my senses, I was already in the infirmary.
Until then, it seems that even the wounds I suffered were taken care of in the ward.
"Ethol Academy's Healing Squad, Angel One! Remember me. If you get hurt during today's mission, I'm supposed to take care of you.
It's reassuring to have two third-year seniors looking after you.
"I'm ready."
"Today, our opponents are villains with extraneous elements that have emerged from the restricted zone. The police have been trying to suppress them, but it's time for heroes to step up."
"I heard briefly from the chairman. What are these villains with extraneous elements?"
"It refers to a villain who has something foreign growing in their body, aside from normal body parts."
Extraneous elements?
"You'll see for yourself, but be cautious. Only heroes of B-rank or higher can handle it."
"Why are you taking me to such a place?"
My eyes met Isabella's.
"Because this is the most effective way to make a mark."
"Events like these are rare, you know? It's an opportunity to showcase to everyone the kind of hero Onahole Man is."
I'm glad I decided to bring all my weapons this time, just in case.
After all, the chairman also uses the Masugang equipment when acting as a hero. It shouldn't concern me, right?
"During the exhibition match, I already assessed your abilities. There won't be any issues at your level."
"I'll give it a try. But just how capable am I right now?"
"If there are approximately 2,000 B-rank heroes nationwide, you'd be among the top ten."
It was a remarkably specific evaluation.
"If you utilize your character's ability well, you could even surpass A-rank heroes."
"For now, I've managed to raise my stats to at least A-rank."
"Keep in mind that the ranking systems for heroes and hunters differ."
It was a situation that gave me an odd sense of déjà vu.
"Is the ceiling S-class, by any chance?"
"I thought you were clueless, but it seems I was mistaken."
Of course, because you're S-class!
Hunters don't have SSS, and heroes don't have SS.
Somehow, I thought both were ranked one level lower than I had imagined.
'These are truly extraordinary heroines.'
Yet, what about me?
I don't even believe I can become a proper hero.
I am merely an academy student in need of volunteer hours, diligently following the student council president's preferred process.
"Let's move."
"Right."
There's no time for hesitation.
The boulevard is bustling. A police line reads, "Do not cross this line," encircling the scene of the incident.
The police guard the area, but the citizens nonchalantly snap photos of the villain with their smartphones.
A large-built man in a black trench coat confronts the armed police, causing chaos.
Are we really going in there?
Isabella shows her student ID, crosses the police line, and looks back at me.
"Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Uh…"
I'm not in the mood.
But if Isabella is waiting, I have no choice.
I rely on Isabella's derriere and proceed.
"It's the White Devil!"
"The Onahole Man is here too!"
"Kyaa~~!"
Seriously, these people.
The police and the villains are wreaking havoc right now.
Why isn't everyone fleeing?
"Please give me your autograph, Onahole Man!"
"Onahole Man!"
"Everyone's calling me Onahole Man instead of the fine name, Jelly Man."
"Where's the non-personality-disposing hero?"
As soon as the chairman spoke, a similar voice echoed from somewhere.
"Personality, Jelly Hero!"
Did something merge?
Anyway, I intended to watch from a safe distance, but the chairman tapped my back.
"Handle it yourself."
"Me?"
One glance at the villain makes my skin crawl. With disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and a knife in his right hand, he threatens the police.
The police are firing live rounds, but the most they can do is stop his movements momentarily.
While everyone discreetly retreated, gripping their three-section staffs, all eyes gravitated towards Isabella and me, standing idly in our school uniforms.
"The reporters are filming."
"You didn't tell me there would be so many onlookers."
"That's why I brought you here—because of all the eyes watching."
Do I have no choice but to go through with this?
If I am to be a hero...
As I hesitated, Isabella cast a quick glance my way and said...
"Kim Sang-hyuk, come here."
"Yes?"
With a swift motion, Isabella adjusted my tie.
My heart raced.
"Did you want me to show this to everyone?"
"No. I'm doing this to ensure we don't tarnish the academy's dignity before stepping in front of the cameras."
"Everyone's watching intently. Quite the spectacle of the chairman's new paramour moment."
"New… paramour… moment?"
If the chairman brought me here to create an exclusive story just for me, it was a grave mistake.
This would surely sell as White Devil Shorts.
"Hmm!"
The chairman hastily pushed me aside and regained his solemn demeanor.
But it seems too late for that now.
Regardless, confronting a blade-wielding assailant... It might have been quite challenging if I had not had any experience fighting monsters before.
They say it's best to flee from an armed villain.
It was at that moment.
"Ah!"
A policewoman was captured by the evildoer. Her fellow officers grappled to rescue her, but their efforts proved fruitless.
Sensing that the villain was extremely agitated, I promptly drew my Glock, shot him once in the head, causing him to collapse, and fired two more shots into his chest.
[Tactical Shooting Activated]
[「Perception·Red」Activated]
In a situation where the policewoman was taken hostage and the police couldn't recklessly open fire, I had confidence that I could strike him accurately. Indeed, the bullets penetrated their intended targets.
"Ugh!"
The villain stumbled backward. The Glock, which had harnessed demonic energy up to a B+ rank, seemed to be effective.
"A hero!"
"The hero has arrived!"
The faces of the police officers brightened.
Now, there was no avoiding the limelight.
The citizens' exclamations echoed.
"Kyaa~~! Truly handsome!"
"What's this? What kind of hero are you? Onahole Man? What's an onahole? I want to be an Onahole fan now!"
"Jelly Man's execution is happening here! Come and see!"
'Let's finish this quickly.'
More people might be coming. I aimed my Glock at the villain and slowly approached him while speaking to the fallen policewoman.
"Are you okay?"
"Ugh. I think I sprained my leg."
His power was to wield a woman's body like a toy.
How could I possibly handle such a strong guy?
Isabella just stood there with her arms crossed, watching me.
"Gasp… Why is an academy student here?"
"I'm a hero. I'll handle him."
I struck the villain's head with my Glock once more.
Bang!
"Ugh!"
The guy who was shot groaned. In the meantime, fellow police officers helped the policewoman escape. When I came to my senses, it was a one-on-one standoff between me and the villain.
Darn it… It's a serious situation, but I have to come up with something amusing to say!
"I'm warning you. If you don't want to become an onahole, drop your weapons and surrender."
The Miranda Principle (Onahole ver.)
"There's no right to appoint a lawyer for an onahole, and you have no say even if I sell you to satisfy my own desires!"
"Hmm."
Isabella smiled contentedly at my biting remark.
The assailant suddenly burst in.
He doesn't even threaten to kill. His eyes are already filled with excitement, and he charges at me, trying to stab me with his knife.
It was an incredibly sudden situation, and my body was already reacting.
[Unmasking evil, understanding the enemy's movements]
I can see it!
I immediately grabbed the arm holding the weapon and twisted him around to the other side.
"Ugh!"
It seemed like I got a slight nick from the blade, but there was not a single scar on my skin.
I could feel that my strength was far superior to his.
'Superhuman strength?'
Is this my current power?
I have so much strength that I think hitting is better than using a pistol.
"Wow! You fight well!"
"Onahole Man!"
"Onahole Man!"
… I wonder about that cheer, though.
The villain gets back up.
"Can you see it on your stomach?"
Then Evangeline's voice echoed through the earpiece.
A spike?
A bizarre black protrusion seems to have emerged.
"Yes, I see it."
"Just be cautious with that. Now, Sang-hyuk's trademark. Time to display your unique expulsion."
"I try to avoid using it, but... everyone is secretly anticipating it, aren't they?"
"Wouldn't they be disappointed if I didn't show it?"
"…sigh."
Who would have thought that this peculiar expulsion would become a spectacle, enjoyed by men, women, and children throughout Seoul?
Apologies to the villain, but it's impossible to battle one another until we both collapse from exhaustion.
This is as far as it goes.
"You… what are you?"
The villain inquires in an irritable tone.
"You don't need to know that. Choose whether to become an onahole or to live as a human."
"A hero… You're a hero. Despicable beings. You think you're some kind of crusader for justice, don't you?"
He fell to the floor, and suddenly his mouth burst open. This fellow.
"No. I'm just an academy student who came out to fulfill volunteer hours."
"Heroes shall die!"
A black, twisted phantom arm emerged from the villain's abdomen.
Thanks to Evangeline's warning, I wasn't too shocked. I evaded the trajectory using my foresight and opened the on-hole inventory.
"Kushina!"
"Yes~~!"
Our adorable bikini-clad exhibitionist, Mage, transformed into a transparent Onahole and attacked the villain!
"Ugh! Ack!"
As he hesitated and withdrew his dark arm, I sprinted towards him and delivered a full-force front kick.
"Personality Expulsion Front Kick!!"
The villain tumbled backward, spilling jelly as he went.
I could sense the crowd's cheers growing louder.
"…Become an Onahole."
Thunk.
Kushina retrieved the plump Onahole that had fallen near her waist and placed it in my inventory.
The situation was resolved.
"That tenacious otherworldly villain, defeated in one blow!"
"It doesn't seem like he's getting up again, does it?"
Everyone curiously stared at the now empty husk of a villain, a sight I was all too familiar with.
As the police officers cautiously approached, prodding him before suddenly rushing in to handcuff him, it seemed they believed he might rise again.
But that would never happen.
[[Where is the Female Villain?]] [A hint has been obtained.]
[Bestiary Collection Bonus: Stamina +1]
'A bonus, how intriguing…'
Upon closer examination, it isn't even a true collection effect.
Rather, it's a hint guiding toward the collection effect.
-x-X-x-
"How neat."
The student council president approached.
"Didn't it take a bit longer to deal with the female villain?"
"Well, I've grown too."
Kushina possessed a skill that allowed her to nullify direct hits with a certain probability. Due to our poor compatibility, we argued and eventually resorted to using Lucky Skebe. However, against an honest and mysterious opponent like this, she displayed absolute power. It was thanks to my fists and kicks having become much fiercer than before.
"Thank you," said the injured policewoman, supported by a colleague.
"My name is Shin Kyung-ah. Hero, Onahole Man."
"I'm Kim Sang-hyuk."
Kyung-ah bowed her head. I had grown somewhat accustomed to seeing a woman I was meeting for the first time gazing at me with eyes brimming with affection and admiration.
"Hero Kim Sang-hyuk... This favor, someday... Perhaps next time, I'll treat you to a meal... If you could give me your number,
"Sure."
There's no harm in getting to know the police.
"Really?"
I felt a slight sense of embarrassment as I watched her jump with joy.
Is my number that valuable?
"Thank you! Hero Kim Sang-hyuk! They say police and heroes make a great match! I appreciate your cooperation!"
Kyung-ah was a heroine who looked stunning with her ponytail.
I recognized her as a heroine because of her ample bosom. The contours were visible even through her police uniform.
… Could this be natural? In many ways, it's different from Korea, where I lived.
"Don't lose focus. What comes next is crucial."
"Isabella?"
"Reporters will be interviewing the new hero, so don't let your emotions take over. Even if they attack you."
"…Ah, yes."
What is going on?
Soon, a male reporter approached and began the interview.
"Hero Onahole Man. Is a brief interview okay? I'm Do Young-jun from Hero Fact."
"Yes."
"You possess the ability to objectify women as sexual instruments and make mockery of them. Are you of the opinion that this is not an issue?"
"…"
I felt utterly disoriented by the very first question.
I had a feeling I knew why Isabella had brought me here.
In addition to showcasing our talents, it seemed that I needed to shift my perception in a positive direction.
"It's not like that."
"Are you suggesting that the onahole isn't a sexual device? There have been issues with children playfully engaging in 'Onahole Punch' at school, creating problems.
Do you have any thoughts on this phenomenon?"
It felt less like an interview and more like an interrogation.
What should I say?
Honestly, their points made sense, so I was at a loss for words.
Would I have handled it more skillfully if I had received training beforehand?
That's when I heard a gentle voice whisper in my ear.
"Don't worry, Sang-hyuk. Just relax and speak your mind! Even if you make some controversial remarks, the student council will edit them out."
"…Alright."
So, I can be myself? In that case,
Drawing upon my experiences thus far—excluding the base sexual encounters—let me share my thoughts and feelings.
"I am aware that, by societal standards, my abilities are considered unethical."
"Isn't it dangerous to wield something like that simply because one has become a hero?"
"I believe it's acceptable since it's used to defeat dangerous villains."
"But why is it acceptable? It seems inappropriate for men or women alike to create and use an onahole for such purposes."
"Hmm…"
The most memorable villain I have ever faced is undoubtedly my first official Onahole, Kushina.
"I think it's fine because even children can learn that if they use their peculiar abilities correctly, they can benefit everyone."
"…"
Could I say more on this subject? The student council did mention they would handle any peculiar cases, so perhaps I should elaborate further.
"I have encountered someone who was discriminated against due to their abilities and became a villain as a result. If someone like me can become a hero, then perhaps there will be an increase in heroes who protect people with dangerous abilities."
"I see, that makes sense."
Did I handle that well? Judging by Isabella's expression, it seems I did.
From the very beginning, the atmosphere suggested that the citizens present were on my side. As I answered the reporter's questions, cheers erupted each time I spoke.
Perhaps for this reason, the next reporter approached me differently.
"I'm Lee So-young, a reporter for Hero Magazine. May I interview you?" they asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"Some people still aren't familiar with Jelly Man's abilities. Would you mind introducing them on this occasion?"
"Well… I need to get permission from the president."
Everyone chuckled, glancing at the student council president with arms crossed. So-young appeared to share in the amusement.
"Not long ago, the president was caught on camera 'tenderly' adjusting your tie. What is the nature of your relationship?" they inquired.
Suddenly, the president, who had been brought into the interview, furrowed his eyebrows in apparent discomfort.
"We share a senior-junior relationship within the academy," he explained.
"And what about you, Sang-hyuk?" So-young asked.
"I consider us to be masters and disciples," I replied.
"Sang-hyuk says you're a master and disciple. What do you think, Mr. President?"
Isabella seemed taken aback.
"You shouldn't bring up such things in public."
"But it's true, isn't it? You are my mentor," I interjected.
"Hero Onahole Man is a student under special management at the academy, and I'm only responsible for some specific skills and education."
Tsk.
Why don't they just admit that our relationship is that of a master and apprentice?
I even made it obvious that I was delighted to use my martial arts skills.
I feel a bit hurt.
"A hero of personality excretion. Quite a unique name, indeed. You're also called Onahole Man, right? What's your favorite nickname?"
"If I must choose, I'd prefer jelly."
"What about you, Madam President? Which name suits you best?"
"...."
Isabella? No way….
"…Onahole Man."
Cough.
My pet name, which Isabella is fixated on, has surfaced.
"You seem to like Onahole Man, Madam President. What about you, Sang-hyuk? If your master desires, you'll have to become Onahole Man, right?"
"...."
Urgh…!!
Oh, Onahole Man. The name I chose half-jokingly,
Now they're trying to make it official in front of everyone.
"...Yes. If Madam President wishes, I will oblige."
"...."
Isabella's lips quiver slightly.
Huh? They made "Onahole Man" official and tried to hold back laughter.
"I'm Onahole Man, Kim Sang-hyuk! I promise to work hard!"
I screamed one more time.
"Ha-ha!"
Isabella burst into a rare laugh in front of others, turning her head and shaking her shoulders.
"The chairman really likes Onahole Man!"
"Here comes Onahole Man!"
"Stop… Stop it…"
"Ah, please say something to the fans who are gathered here."
"It's amazing that I have fans."
I can't believe that, as a hero with less than a month of experience, I have fans. This world is too generous for me. That's good. It's great!
"Huh? Fans of Onahole Man, shall we shout out loud?"
"Wow!"
… When did we gather like this? There seem to be about 100 people. It was bustling, indeed.
"Kim Sang-hyuk's outstanding appearance is one of his most popular elements! Do you have any special care tips?"
Outstanding appearance… That's true.
"Maintenance secret… There's no such thing. I think I was just born with it."
"You're quite candid!"
Though my words may have sounded a bit brash, everyone burst into laughter.
"To my fans, I want to say... um, don't watch too much character excretion."
"Kyaa~~!"
"Onahole Man! Please give me your autograph!"
"Thank you for granting the interview."
Reporter Lee So-young bowed her head and stepped back.
Then, in an instant, the fans swarmed in.
First the police, then the reporters, and now the fans.
I think I understand why being a celebrity can be overwhelming. It feels like I'm becoming an attention monster, draining everyone's energy.
"Please hug me!"
"Please hold my hand!"
"Please sign this!"
I had never realized that female fans could be so bold with their physical advances.
People who hug without making eye contact, all the while rubbing their bodies against me...
It seems as if they are blatantly attempting to induce arousal, reaching out to grope my chest as well.
Caught in the chaos, I feel like I'm enduring every kind of mischief.
"Enough! Keep in line!"
At that moment, Isabella's clear and authoritative reprimand snapped everyone's attention.
I marveled as people suddenly transformed into cultured citizens.
'Is this charisma?'
Caught off guard and merely exposed to the woman's touch, I intently observed Isabella's charismatic side profile.
…Beautiful.
"We're moving on to the next area. Kim Sang-hyuk. Our work today isn't over yet."
Jeers could be heard.
Even those subsided when the student council president glared at them.
"They say they're my fans. I'll sign some autographs before leaving."
"Hmm. Finish quickly. I'll give you 5 minutes."
"Did you hear that? The president is so intimidating that I'll only proceed for five minutes."
The autograph session itself proceeded ordinarily. However…
Well-presented female college students approached and inquired.
"Uhm."
"Yes?"
"Can you do Bae-ppang?"
Dizziness washed over me slightly.
"What's Bae-ppang?"
"Huh? Oh, it's the thing the Onahole man does. Hitting a woman's belly."
What?
"I want to be hit!"
"Please hit my belly as fan service!"
"Me too! Please perform the 'Personality Expulsion Smash'."
Huh? What? Really?
From the start, I found myself at a loss when the skimpily dressed female college students lined up, pressing their stomachs forward and saying, "Please punch our bellies with your fists."
…
"Flustered. So flustered."
"Adorable."
*Sigh*…
"Please hit our stomachs as fan service~~."
As everyone contorted their waists and acted petulantly, I became incredibly embarrassed. Isabella, on the other hand, seemed unaware of the situation as she was off in the distance conversing with Evangeline.
However…
No matter how much it's meant as fan service, having a photo taken of me punching a woman's belly would be rather unseemly.
"Um, I can't do that."
"You can't?"
"No belly-punching?"
"…"
Why in the world is such a vulgar scene unfolding here in the middle of the city? My inner Confucian boy reared his head for the first time in a while and bellowed in anger.
'Some things just shouldn't be done.'
"Please, just pretend."
"Maybe next time."
As I pondered how to dodge their request,
"If you bring a cushion, I'll do it."
Huh??
I made a mistake I hadn't even made during the interview.
You can simply say you won't do it, but when I mentioned I would do it conditionally, the eyes of everyone around me sparkled.
"Yes!"
"I'll definitely bring it next time!"
No way!
No!! The official fan service turns into a crazy hero with an absurd character-defiling gimmick!!
"No, what I mean is..."
"If you bring a cushion, they'll give you a belly punch!"
"I should buy a cushion."
I also encountered the soft-spoken schoolgirls I had seen at the tteokbokki restaurant.
"Ah! I have a cushion here. Please hit me."
"...."
Everyone looks on with jealousy.
To think there's a cushion here... What kind of situation is this?
"Well, that's not what I..."
Ugh! I don't know!
I mumbled under my breath, gently placing my fist on the cushion that the schoolgirl had laid on her stomach.
"This, character-defiling… Smash…!"
"Kyaaaaahhhhh!"
Everyone screamed.
....
After signing the cushion and having my energy drained, I managed to escape from the fans.
"Let's go."
"Yes...."
"What did you do to make that face?"
"I just became the most shameless hero in the world, Mr. Chairman."
Fan service of this caliber...
"Because I'm the Onahole Man."
"You said you could change your name later, but you sealed the deal during the interview, huh?"
"I like the name, honestly."
"…Ugh…"
It was the president's taste, of course!
"If you wanted to change it, you should've done it sooner. Didn't I tell you that? I said you wouldn't be able to change it later."
"I admit I was a bit slow."
"Next, we're heading to Dohwa-dong."
"Yes…"
Following Isabella, I roamed around, vanquishing the otherworldly villains.
As expected, it was akin to a meal prepared by the student council president.
When I nearly arrived at the scene, I carried out the villain's execution, and I was able to spread the word of the Onahole Man's merits.
The headlines for the video clips read, 'The White Devil's Chosen Man.'
'Goddess Isabella Laughs.' It had the highest view count.
The top comment mentioned that it was surprising to see Isabella, known as a hero without blood or tears, laughing at something like the 'Onahole Man.'
It seemed to have caught people quite off guard.
Indeed, even I would have found it amusing if a person with such a strong Onahole identity that they received an Onahole gift in their cabinet bore the hero alias "Onahole Man."
"What are you so engrossed in on your phone?"
"I've already put on my shorts and started watching."
Isabella, surprisingly, laughs quite easily.
And it's because of me.
That realization made my heart flutter a little.
"If you have time to giggle, go for another round."
"Understood."
-x-X-x-
[Where is the female villain?] I collected hints from 1 to 9, and my HP increased by +9.
In short, there were only male villains.
It's only natural that a gorgeous girl villain with a stunning body like Kushina, an academy graduate, is a rarity.
"Master, here!"
"Alright. Put it in."
I carried out the mission harmoniously with Kushina, who fetched the onahole like a loyal puppy.
Once, Kushina was a B-rank serial exhibitionist villain like these ruffians, but now she has transformed into a transparent onahole, assisting me in my endeavors.
"Well done."
The bikini I purchased suits her quite well.
I caress her beautiful face with my hand, showering her with praise.
"Life is at its best when I receive compliments while fetching the onahole."
"Don't you get bored in there?"
"I enjoy the comfort of being inside you, Master."
I've asked before, but what does it feel like inside the onaben?
Kushina, who emerges from within, has immaculate skin.
Isabella's eyes seemed as clear as if she had enjoyed a restful night's sleep, reminiscent of an adult incubator—a device designed to nurture premature babies by regulating temperature, humidity, and oxygen levels.
"Who are you talking to?" Isabella, who had followed me in her role as my sentinel, inquired.
"Eek!" Kushina, who had once been apprehended by Isabella, shuddered and hid behind me.
"It seems someone is here."
"She's hiding using her skill. Kushina."
"Lo-Lord, Master!"
"Don't worry."
"Is that the skill you utilized in the exchange battle? I don't have keen eyesight like Mr. Seridwen."
Would the feeling be good, though?
Just moments ago, Isabella had claimed not to see Kushina, yet she had accurately looked in the direction where Kushina was hiding.
It appeared she was able to sense her presence even if she couldn't actually see her.
"I've confiscated the reinforced bikini, and now I'm transforming it into an onahole to assist me with my work."
"Hmm."
I had previously stated that as long as the demon under the villain's control was retrieved, it didn't matter if the villain themselves were severely injured or even killed.
So how would the villain react if they were alive, not facing the consequences of their actions, and even helping me?
"I'm not exactly sure what it means to become an onahole, but it seems like we might need legal advice."
"…"
Isabella was delving into the matter far more seriously than I had anticipated.
"Um, for now, can I take you with me?"
"If you put a leash on her and prevent her from doing anything foolish, I have no intention of disputing the way Onahole Man is handled."
Kushina imitated having a leash attached and barked, making a puppy sound.
Yes, yes. Good girl.
Let's go to the Onahole house. Kushina-chan.
The Onahole in a bikini swayed her hips and crawled into Onaben.
"What will happen to the villains we dealt with today? It's as if they're practically dead with their personalities removed."
"Since they were handled in the presence of the police, the magical power will be automatically retrieved, and the reward will come through the app."
That's true.
The payment for the villain's extermination has already been input.
[Onahole Man, 35 coin]
[Rank Points + 33]
Amazing!
It wasn't as if he was expecting a substantial reward, but... How many chickens could he eat before this amount of money was gone? He wasn't even sure when he'd received it.
"It's just a small portion taken from the recovered magic beasts. It's best not to expect too much unless you're a big shot."
"It's modest pay."
"Compensation processing is in coins or Magic Beast essence. What would you prefer?" He recalled the words of Agent Rachel from the textbook. Back then, he remembered receiving about eight C-class Magic Beast essences. Was it because he had collaborated with the police to capture the villain? This time, the reward was set in coins, and it wasn't particularly appetizing.
"Your rank evaluation score should have increased quite a bit. Sang-hyuk Kim, just like when you dealt with Kushina."
Although his rank didn't rise, it seemed that something had improved. He had indeed worked hard today.
"I promised to treat you to a meal. Shall we go?"
"Yes."
A meal alone with the chairman. Would he be able to see her looking as adorable as before? That's what he thought, but then Evangeline arrived too.
"I'll check to see if you have any injuries."
Stammering, Evangeline began to grope and admire his body as soon as she appeared.
With luxurious wavy brown hair that evokes the image of a refined aristocratic lady and a gentle facial expression, she possesses an ample bosom and is an exceptionally beautiful heroine.
"I'm fine."
"No, I must check thoroughly. Tomorrow, you'll be saying 'ouch' due to muscle pain."
"Evangeline's massage is effective, so just accept it graciously."
"People are staring as they pass by."
Evangeline chuckled.
"Then, shall we go somewhere we can focus on the massage, just the two of us? Sang-hyuk?"
"…"
[Onahole Aptitude Assessment]
[Evangeline]
[Difficulty Level: A Rank (Strikethrough)] [Onahole Aptitude S+ Grade]
[Virgin] [Undergarments: white T-back, full-cup bra enveloping her large breasts]
[Onahole Traits (★): A gift for a special cock, elegant aristocrat's pussy Onahole♡ Smooth skin that beckons climax is unparalleled!]
[Vice President of the Ethol Academy Student Council] Third-year student. Leader of the Angel One Squad and proficient in various healing skills. Possesses large breasts.
[Her skin is exceptionally good, befitting a noble lady.]
White T-back… Full-cup bra... Flawless skin…
Evangeline's eyes shift as her cheeks redden upon discovering the intimate details of a woman's undergarments—a woman Sang-hyuk hasn't even been dating for very long.
"… Do you really want to join me? Sang-hyuk?"
"What are you even talking about?"
If Isabella hadn't abruptly cut in, their gazes might have locked in a suggestive manner.
"I'm the president."
"What are you doing with a guy who already has a girlfriend? Speaking of which, didn't you say you had to visit someone in the hospital?"
"Ah. That… I think it'll probably be fine."
He appears bandaged after the exchange battle, but I've verified with my own eyes that he's unharmed.
"Huh? Isn't Sang-hyuk's girlfriend completely fine? Her name was Yuuna, right?"
"Ah. It's another girlfriend. Her name is Hilaria."
"Another girlfriend? You're dating Hilaria, the first-year student?"
As I casually bring up what's considered common knowledge within our harem,
Both of them fix their stares on me.
It was quite an embarrassing moment.
"Wow. You're as good-looking as your reputation, Sang-hyuk. How many girlfriends do you have now?"
"About seven… that much…"
"Whoa. Wow."
The atmosphere intensified in the wake of their sensual encounter.
The harem had its own set of rules; not just anyone was allowed entry. However, for those of Isabella's or Evangeline's caliber, there were no restrictions.
"Am I too late?" I wondered.
… Evangeline seemed to have already caught a hint of what was happening.
Isabella, whom I secretly wished would come to me, simply stood with her arms crossed and a cool expression on her face.
"By the way, do you happen to know how Hilaria is doing?"
"Well, she wasn't in the best condition, but she was able to walk out on her own two legs soon after."
To be stabbed and then walk out of the hospital the same day was no ordinary feat.
As expected of her.
"I've provided some healing, so as long as she doesn't push herself too hard, there shouldn't be any major issues."
"I see."
A wave of relief washed over me.
"I'm ready for our rendezvous, Mr. Chairman."
"Good. I'll be arriving soon to pick you up."
Before long, Isabella's personal assistant and undercover agent, Miss Rachel, appeared.
Driving an expensive car, she whisked us away to another part of town, where we arrived at an upscale restaurant I had never seen before.
It seems that tonight's delicacy is beef.
It was a distinguished restaurant with a separate private room.
The menu indicated they only served aged Korean beef cows.
With my salary prior to being possessed, it appeared to be a place where I could only dine on special occasions, which made me look around somewhat nervously. The two of them walked with familiarity.
"Is it okay to eat at such an expensive place?"
Isabella remained silent. Instead, the elegantly dressed female server standing beside her offered a faint smile.
"Miss Isabella, how may I serve you?"
"Please continue to bring each type of meat without interruption."
"If the master knew you were here to treat your boyfriend, he would be quite surprised."
"He's a colleague from work."
… So, a colleague from work.
Recalling the time when I took someone who frequented places like this to a pork belly restaurant, I felt a twinge of embarrassment. Would I have had such a draining experience if I had met Seridwen?
"Why are you so withdrawn?"
"It's just that this place is much better than the restaurant I took you to before."
"I actually liked that place better."
Isabella's offhand remark set my heart racing.
She said it was delicious.
"Huh? What did you eat? Mr. Chairman."
"I had pork belly at the shopping mall."
"Doesn't that place only deal with low-grade meat, full of fat?"
…
Evangeline. Forget about the so-called girlfriend free pass!
It's an upper-class mindset, always being fed only the finest.
I heard that even the wealthy elite eat chicken and pork belly, but it was all a lie!
"Sang-hyuk, you'll get sick if you eat something like that. Seriously. Now, try something good."
"If you keep dismissing pork belly, even as your senior, I won't stand idly by."
"Ah~"
"Ah…."
Despite saying that, I tried the highest-quality fillet, grilled by the server and offered by the well-endowed senior.
Mmm. I tore into it.
My brain felt paralyzed by the rich, meaty aroma.
Evangeline smiled as she watched me momentarily lose my linguistic abilities due to the overpowering flavor.
"Good meat is the best, right?"
"Give me more."
I instantly became a slave to premium beef.
"Alright. This time, just a pinch of salt. Ahn~. Begone, low-quality meat laden with fat."
"Begone…"
What!? Brainwashed by the Beef Faction, what terrible words have I uttered?
"My true intentions were not reflected just now. The chairman is the one treating us, so why are you acting so superior, senior?"
"Next time, should I take you to a place where they serve carefully selected pork? It's even tastier than here."
"…Yes…"
"You're adorable. You possess such an innocent palate, having hardly experienced truly delicious food. If you follow me, I'll treat you to scrumptious meals galore, alright?"
Is this the prowess of a third-year senior?
I yearn to be spoiled, nestled in her ample bosom.
Evangeline Maman…
"Evangeline. That young man is a student who has piqued my interest."
"Are you jealous, Mr. Chairman?"
"I brought him along today because word reached me that Kim Sang-hyuk's new recruit should be restrained and managed by the administration. You know this."
"That's why, Mr. Chairman, you were in such haste. Sang-hyuk… You were worried he might be led astray by unsavory individuals."
"…"
…Isabella?
There was an abundance of food on the lavishly prepared table today. Had it all been prepared out of her consideration?
"Don't misunderstand."
Isabella spoke with dignity as she dined.
"It's simply a reminder not to forget that Kim Sang-hyuk is an individual of interest with dangerous abilities."
"Because I, too, might be subjected to a personality assessment?"
"Exactly."
"Sang-hyuk will be hurt if you keep doubting him like that! You should trust your junior!"
"… I do think he's become somewhat more reliable, but we're not quite there yet."
Isabella glanced at me disapprovingly as I chuckled.
"I did say'somewhat,' didn't I? What's so funny?"
"I merely laughed because the meat was delicious."
The cool beauty of a CEO was quite impressive. She even demonstrated the essence of a tsundere.
"Wasn't Sang-hyuk's interview today quite successful? I didn't expect him to do so well!"
"What did I say?"
Was it because I was nervous? It happened not too long ago, but I couldn't remember.
"You said that a child who might become a villain due to their innate abilities could also become a hero after seeing Sang-hyuk!"
"Hmph. Did I really say that?"
What a presumptuous statement!
Here I am, inhabiting another world, living comfortably while indulging in debauched sex with the aid of a goddess's cheat.
And discussing the future of children!
How shameless! Kim Sang-hyuk!
"Why? It was quite impressive, wasn't it? Right, Madam Chairman?"
"..."
Isabella's eyes grew dark.
Isabella…?
"Do you truly believe that, Kim Sang-hyuk?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think that a natural-born villain can change their heart depending on their environment?"
Is this a recap of today's interview?
The more I pondered, the more it seemed to be a philosophical question with no definitive answer.
Evangeline silently focused on her meal.
"A person's inherent temperament cannot be easily altered... There must be individuals who would have become villains no matter how many times they were reborn."
"..."
"However, for some people, I believe they can at least be socialized in a way that prevents them from causing harm to others."
"And how do you differentiate between them?"
Hmm…
It's becoming increasingly challenging.
How do we discern the essence of human nature, then?
"Wouldn't the only option be to observe them carefully and extensively?"
"Perhaps that's true."
Isabella murmured to herself.
"It seems easy, yet difficult."
"Are you talking about me?"
"You're easy."
Did I suddenly get labeled as an easy guy?
"That's right. It's easy."
Why do the two of them nod as if they understand each other perfectly?
"Don't assume I'm a promiscuous and easy guy just because I have a harem. I have my own standards."
Standards that allow me to endure being kissed on the cock, surrounded by junior female students!
… ….
I never held back with my girlfriends, but...
Upon reflection, those were quite futile standards.
"It's not that easy, nor that difficult."
Isabella said quietly.
"You're not the type to act like a villain. It's easy to see when living together. The teacher was right."
"…"
Ah, I see. That's what she meant.
"Could I have been the worst villain of all time, Onahole Man?"
"If we're talking about abilities, yes."
"I can see that you're fundamentally good, Sang-hyuk."
Would she still have that reaction if she knew I was a serial impregnator who didn't hold back with my stepsister?
… Somehow, that seemed to be the expected reaction.
"If I'm considered the easy option, who would be the difficult one?"
"…"
"…"
At that moment, as if they had made a pact, both of them fell silent.
-x-X-x-
'Huh?'
There's still so much I don't understand about this world.
Even if I end up working as the president's sidekick,
Even if I receive payments for vanquishing villains through my hero app,.
"I enjoyed the meal greatly."
After feasting to our hearts' content, Evangeline was the first to leave for home.
Surprisingly, she too had a chauffeur and a luxurious car waiting for her.
I had sensed something extraordinary about her from our conversation, but now I realize she belonged to a truly affluent family.
"Goodbye, Sang-hyuk. If you want to eat something delicious, just let me know, okay?"
"…"
The most delicious thing might be, perhaps, Evangeline's breasts.
With that thought in mind, I waved my hand.
"Please, head home safely."
Now, only Isabella, the president, and I remain.
Should I suggest going for a second round of drinks? My palms grow slightly sweaty.
How can I naturally grow closer to her?
"Um, Madam President... Would you like to go for a drink, just the two of us?"
"No."
…Ugh…
I silently swallowed the bitterness, defeated by Isabella's unwavering resolve.
Please! Please, with the Cool Beauty President and a love line!
Lucky Skebe is on! Pretend it's a mistake and insert it, pounding the pussy. Cool Beauty Onahole for you ♡♡]
"Ugh, not that."
It's Enn who's attempting something perverse, as if discreetly administering drugs on her sleeve.
Rather than turning the Student Council President into a perverted Onahole,
I want to date her.
I want to experience pure love!!
I want to know the president better!
"…Why?"
So, I found myself at the point where I grabbed her, tried to leave, and asked.
"Why won't you drink?"
"Because I made a mistake before."
"Mistake…?"
Did she flirt with me?
"I don't think that was a mistake."
"It can't be like that. I am an S-class hero. I can't show my disheveled self just anywhere."
"You can show it just to me."
Agh.
I ended up blurting out bombshell remarks that were almost like confessions.
It's painfully obvious that I haven't dated many girls!
Isabella looked at me with cold eyes.
"…Kim Sang-hyuk…."
"I'm sorry. I won't mess around."
I pulled myself together.
"I'll stamp your calendar, so hand it over."
I took out the focused student calendar.
"I'll be calling on you tomorrow as well. Be prepared…"
As I swallowed my disappointment alone, Isabella stared blankly at the calendar.
"Isabella?"
"…"
She was mumbling as she looked at the remaining spaces.
"There is not much time left."
"That's right. When our focused student activities end, so will our heroics.
"…"
She pressed down firmly.
[Well done]
Isabella gave her stamp.
"I worked hard today, so please give me two more."
"…!"
Isabella, who was usually generous with her stamps, clenched the stamp tightly and shook her head.
"No, I can't."
"…Why? Then just one more."
"No. You only get one today."
"But you've always been so generous."
"Anyway, I can't."
… Drat.
I wish to meet the president on equal terms without being treated as a focused student.
It seems the last seven spaces won't be so easily filled.
"Since we ate well, would you like to go for a walk?"
"I need to return to the student council room."
"How about we go for a little walk?"
I spoke, as if trying to hold onto the workaholic president.
"Let's stay together a bit longer."
"… What's so amusing?"
I nearly blurted out how incredibly fun it was.
How could it not be enjoyable, walking side by side with the cool, beautiful, silver-haired, and well-endowed student council president?
Look at her! She's my girlfriend! (not really)
I feel elated as I walk, as if showing off.
Daringly, I keep the president close and satisfy my base desires.
I am undoubtedly an individual incapable of becoming a formidable villain.
"Are you going to give up on being a hero? Even after saying that?"
"I said it without any conviction. I don't think someone like that could dare to be a role model for children."
"…"
What's happening? It seemed like the sun was setting since we came out, and now it's already getting dark.
I thought it was lunchtime, but it must have been dinner.
I worked nonstop.
"The real hero is the president."
"I am not that great of a hero."
"Anyone can see that you're an extraordinary hero. You're also so cool and... "
"It might seem that way."
Is it not true, then?
"I'll understand if you have a secret taste for villainy, Mr. Chairman."
"There's nothing like that."
"Tsk…"
In truth, they might be idols behind the scenes.
Even without that background, Isabella is captivating. A hero, a student council president—could there be a better-suited heroine?
"Ah. There's one thing that upsets me."
Having walked until there was nowhere else to go, they strolled through an alley.
With the surrounding crowds gradually thinning, they bring up a topic.
"Isn't our relationship an official mentor-apprentice one? Why don't you treat me like a disciple?"
"…About that."
Isabella hesitates for a moment.
Then she speaks in a slightly cold tone.
"You don't need to know about the guy who's planning to quit being a hero soon."
…Hmm.
The conversation comes to an awkward halt.
But it wouldn't make sense to pretend to be a hero just to woo Isabella.
"Shall we head back?"
"Yep."
Huh?
Someone is approaching from the opposite side of the alley. She is a stunning beauty, dressed in black from head to toe.
I've seen many black-haired heroines, so one might wonder what's so peculiar about that, but the darkness of her hair appears even more pronounced when contrasted with her clear and fair complexion. Her hair is black, and her eyes are black.
and the suit hugging her body from neck to toe is black as well.
Her personal color is that of an enigma—someone with suspicious behavior, as if she were a walking riddle.
Her outfit bizarrely resembles the armor enveloping her entire body.
"Xenovia, why are you here?!"
Isabella can't conceal her astonishment.
Does she know her? Xenovia?
That suit… Could it resemble Isabella's magnum opus?
[Black Devil Suit]
a full-body integrated armament crafted from a blend of various magical powers. [To wield it effectively, an immense amount of magical energy is necessary.]
"Why are you surprised? You should have anticipated my arrival after all the commotion you caused."
"…Kim Sang-hyuk. Step back!"
"Is she a villain?"
The woman, clad in her sinister suit, lets out a derisive laugh.
-x-X-x-
"Don't you know who I am? I thought my debut was quite ostentatious. I seem like a denizen from another realm."
"She's a villain!"
Isabella asserts.
"You're no help. Run away quickly!"
Was it because I couldn't grasp the meaning of "It's no use" in that moment?
Or was it because I didn't want to leave Isabella behind while I fled?
I remained motionless, my feet planted firmly on the ground.
"Kim Sang-hyuk!"
"I've even feasted on expensive meat, so I can't just abandon the situation."
"Haha, aren't you scared of me?"
"Ugh!"
Where did she go?
Just when I thought I had lost my target, I saw Isabella abruptly transform and collide with her opponent.
My body is lifted into the air by the force of the impact.
And then…
Just before my feet touched the ground again, Xenovia reappeared behind me.
*Whoosh!*
"Urk!"
Blood gushes out. At first, I couldn't comprehend what had just happened.
A black, rigid arm, reminiscent of a demon, had emerged from my chest.
It had cleanly pierced through me from behind.
"Haha."
The dark-skinned woman twisted her lips into a forced smile, as if she were watching the dullest movie in the world.
"If you're going to introduce me, do it properly. I'm not just some ordinary villain, Isabella."
"Kim Sang-hyuk!"
*Swish.*
My arm was yanked out with immense force. I didn't even feel any pain. It was all thanks to my brain recognizing the catastrophic crisis and releasing adrenaline to its limit. Strength drained from my limbs, and I collapsed to the ground.
"But Isabella, she's your disciple, right? She's quite weak."
Isabella confronted the dark-skinned woman once more. In my current state, I could barely comprehend that a battle beyond the speed of sound was unfolding before me. The ground trembled beneath their feet.
"Are you desperate to push me away? Can you do it? A full-body masterpiece like that can't be used with such a low level of magical strength."
*Bam!!*
Isabella was sent hurtling across the floor, rolling roughly along the ground.
"Didn't I teach you?"
"...Ugh...*cough*…!!"
'So powerful…'
Isabella can't even stand a chance against her. Even though her transformation was incomplete, the process took less than a second. The dark-skinned woman, who managed to strike at Isabella's vitals in that fleeting moment, ruthlessly stomped on my head, which was immobilized due to the penetration through my body.
"Don't feel wronged. It was your heroes who started it all."
"Ugh…ack…"
"It's a wonder you didn't die instantly. Your entire heart was ripped out, along with your ribs."
"Cough…gasp…"
What is this?
I can barely move.
A pool of blood grows darker on the floor.
This feels unreal. Who would have thought that after sharing a meal with a beautiful heroine, I'd end up like this?
Enn… help me…
My voice won't come out anymore.
"Kim Sang-hyuk… Kim Sang-hyuk! Snap out of it!"
Isabella cried out and collapsed on the ground. It seemed like a desperate howl.
"Don't die! Pull yourself together! I'll find a way to save you!"
"What can crybaby Isabella do?"
Thwack! Thud!
What followed was a one-sided onslaught.
An S-class hero, utterly powerless.
The black-clad woman was that formidable.
"Isabella. Have you forgotten? I am your misfortune."
"Kim Sang-hyuk is not my concern! He's not my disciple! Let him receive treatment, please!"
"Hmm? Judging by your tearful expression, I'd say otherwise."
"…Xenovia!"
With a metallic clank.
A mask settles on Isabella's face. Similarly, Xenovia dons a mask—the final component of her transformation suit—and emits a menacing black glow from her eyes. As the ensuing battle unfolds, my body feels battered and bruised, as if absorbing the very vibrations of the ground beneath me.
I'm dying… It's already a fatal wound, and my consciousness is fading.
"When I sought you, you were hidden from sight, but after five years of concealment, you finally emerged!"
"Well, you piqued my curiosity. I couldn't help but come and see what could make you, who always pursued me with such a stern expression, laugh so joyfully."
"Hmph!"
The disparity in strength is evident. Xenovia stands her ground, not yielding an inch to Isabella, who strains to push her back. She is undeniably powerful—almost too much so!
"Kim Sang-hyuk! Snap out of it! Ugh… Kuh…!"
"Your breathing is all over the place. Are you alright?"
"Shut up!"
"Does the sight of your disciple, lost in the throes of death, bother you so much? Shall I put an end to him?"
As Xenovia attempts to crush my head with her supersonic strength, Isabella hurls herself over me, shielding my body from harm.
**Crack!**
"Ugh!!"
"If you don't move, your spine will shatter, you know?"
"Stop… please… He's different from you."
"What's so different? I'm not even curious."
Merciless trampling rains down on Isabella's back.
She had never felt such rage before.
"Now the suit will break? Will you die instead?"
Despite being trampled on her back and vomiting blood, Isabella refused to budge.
"One~~, two~~."
In the briefest moment of respite she could muster, Isabella left her final words.
"Thank you for calling me a great hero. Kim Sang-hyuk."
[Mother Erin hastily checks the situation while taking care of her child.]
[Saintess Erin's healing!]
Huh? The wounds have healed.
Completely recovered, I held Isabella and rolled to the side.
Tumble, tumble.
"?"
Xenovia stared at me, unable to comprehend the situation for a moment.
"How did you heal?"
I tightly embraced Isabella.
She was gravely injured, taking the blow meant for me.
Can't this be healed?
"Saintess. Please heal my wife too!!"
[Erin ponders for a moment]
"Please!"
[She agrees to help with the silver-haired heroine's request.]
Ah, relief!
Isabella, who had been struggling to breathe, now wore a relaxed expression.
Thank you for coming, even though it's the perfect time to care for the baby. Holy Lady.
'…'
Perhaps wary of my unidentified healing power, Xenovia does not approach me.
'A desperate situation.'
[Activation of the "Undying Rule" ability]
For the first time, one of my abilities was activated.
The sound of chains slithered.
Accompanied by the sound of chains moving, a mysterious beauty appears beside me.
Xenovia, startled, backs away. It's her first reaction of this kind.
Suddenly, she was there. What is this?
[The Death Collector appears due to the contract of immortality.]
Death… Collector…?
A woman called the 'Death Collector,' with an embarrassingly revealing outfit and a blindfold,
stands with her light purple hair cascading down her back.
Though she calls it a "blindfold," it resembles goggles from the sci-fi genre, made of a hard material akin to an insect's carapace.
The garment was akin to high-cut legwear, leaving her buttocks and legs almost entirely exposed.
What is this?
Suddenly, the atmosphere turns suggestive!
"What kind of power is this?"
It seemed that Xenovia quickly recognized that this was some sort of 'power.'
"Healing abilities rival immortality. The power to summon humanoid minions. Both are traits that an SS-class hunter should possess."
"If you were curious about me, why didn't you just say so?"
I am the one carrying a god on my back. And I am rightfully infuriated.
[The Deathtaker awaits your command.]
I had an intuition.
This is a deceitful ability.
If it weren't for Isabella's older sister, I would have simply ordered her execution.
Nevertheless, since they are family, I believe there must be a backstory.
For instance, the preceding quest I had skipped.
Isabella's family history.
It feels somewhat wrong to just kill her.
'In fact, considering her actions, it would be wasteful to simply end her life.'
I desire a punishment more severe than death.
This is the first time I've surrendered to such a feeling.
"Increase the output by about 30%."
"First and foremost, discipline Isabella three times as much as she was injured!"
Immediately after I issued my command,
The Death Collector's kick struck Xenovia's abdomen like lightning, sending her tumbling across the floor like a ball.
"Ugh!"
Incredible…!!
[Sufficient retribution cannot be achieved through this instruction.]
[Additional retribution requested]
Xenovia already appeared to be incapacitated, lying there, trembling and vomiting blood.
"What? This is absurd."
[Stress index conversion: 999 deaths demanded]
"Wait a moment! You're planning to kill a thousand people? That's not acceptable."
Wasn't that a crazy ability?
I grabbed the collectors and stopped them.
"Hold on! Collector-chan!"
I caught and calmed down Collector-chan, who seemed on the verge of committing mass murder.
"Isn't there another way?"
In the brief moment when I considered other options,
Xenovia reappeared behind me!
As if she wasn't a despicable villain already, this was like a surprise attack, season 2!
Honestly, I was taken aback. I hadn't expected the injured woman to move so swiftly.
"Even if the minion is powerful, if I can kill the main body!"
[The Reaper Takes the Damage Instead]
[Stress Index Conversion]
[Update]
[2,383 deaths demanded]
"…"
There were no injuries to my body. Xenovia's arm slipped out as though I were a ghost.
What's going on? Am I invulnerable?
"What…?!"
The 『Immortal Discipline』…
'I never realized it was such an incredible power!'
Alright, let's do this!
"Don't kill me; just beat me enough to make me wish I were dead!"
Jingsu-chan moved like a bolt of lightning.