Thursday morning.
I had thought that sharing a bed with Hyejeong would prevent me from getting a good night's sleep, but surprisingly, I slept soundly. Perhaps it was because I had been waking up frequently lately for various reasons. Even when I was guarding the student council president, I hardly slept.
In the end, there were no additional attacks from the villain, so my worries were unfounded.
"Yawn."
What's going on? Why is my cock so erect?
Considering its size, I'm no longer surprised that the glans peek out every morning and wobble, but...
It's rock-hard. As if my younger sisters had been sucking on it since morning...
'Did Hyejeong see me sleeping like this?'
She must have seen it.
She definitely saw it, 100%. I hope Hyejeong didn't grab it and rub it, causing me to cum by myself, right?
I felt the bedsheets for any wet traces, but there were none. They were soft and carried a pleasant scent. Realizing that it was Hyejeong's body odor, my dick grew even harder.
'I can't do that with her.'
But being caught by the Onahole aptitude test, what does that mean?
Is Hyejeong the heroine?
It was true that Hyejeong was beautiful enough to make me question my conviction that she couldn't possibly be a heroine, let alone a romantic interest.
'What happens if we start dating?'
Aren't my stepsisters practically becoming my daughters in that case?
Then I would be... penetrating my daughters' most intimate places... Ahhh! No, no! Stop this delusion.
When I imagined the situation in my head, where my stepsister had transformed into my daughter, an overwhelmingly explicit fantasy unfolded, too graphic to be hidden behind a mosaic.
"You've become a daddy♡ Oppa? Would you prefer to be called brother or daddy?"
Dori Dori!!
I shook my head vigorously to dispel these wild fantasies.
Phew. I almost pictured Stella and Serena with their pregnant bellies, acting all cutesy~.
…I did.
In truth, it's a relatively common kink to change what you call each other during sex.
but in a real-life situation, it can be quite unsettling. The Confucian boy inside me hasn't completely embraced that level of debauchery yet.
'What on earth am I thinking about this early in the morning?'
Thanks to the curse or whatever it was that En left behind, urging me to engage in perverted sex,
I even alternated between my beautiful stepsisters' private parts before going to bed.
If this way of life continues, I'd believe it suits me well.
… Thank you so much! Goddess!
I whispered a small prayer to Enn and climbed out of bed.
'Oh.'
My cock is really sensitive. What's going on?
Hyejeong couldn't have done anything.
It's possible I slept better than anticipated, but I have no idea if anything happened while I was asleep.
'Well, what could she have done? Has my brain already been corrupted by these desires?'
Hyejeong had just been considerate on a day when I didn't have a bed. I slept under a blanket, and nothing happened.
Alright. Let's just keep going like this.
"Ah. Oppa. Are you awake?"
Serena, wearing an apron, held an armful of bed covers and smiled at me.
The scene already made me think it was going to be an amazing morning.
"Serena. I love you."
"What? What's with the sudden declaration? Yes, I love you too."
It seems she picked up the sheets from my room.
"I'm sorry for dirtying them yesterday. I changed them to a new set, and now they're fresh and clean."
"It's alright. I slept in my mom's room."
"…"
Serena, aren't you surprised?
It appears she already knew.
"I want to take care of your sexual needs. Mom doesn't seem to like it, though."
"We should have been more careful."
Hye-jung's interference with us is within an understandable scope.
Our first encounter was when she caught us in the middle of a 3P with my younger sister.
"If Mom falls for you too, then there will be no limits!"
Are there no limits in this house?
"If there are no limits, I'm afraid of what I might do to you both."
"What do you want to do? Hehe."
"...."
Serena laughs flirtatiously.
It feels like she would accept whatever I want to do.
It's a big problem because I'm used to having my cock erect in front of my sister.
"Go wash up and eat. Big brother."
I went down to the first floor and ran into Stella, who had just washed up.
"Big brother, the bathroom is empty."
"Stella. Did you sleep well?"
"What? All of a sudden?"
Stella stared at me with her eyes wide open, her damp blonde hair framing her face.
"How could I have slept well without you, big brother?"
An aggressive attitude with explicit content!
I cannot help but feel delighted.
"Still, it seems like you had a good sleep, big brother."
Stella said, gazing down at my morning erection.
"Stella, help me calm down."
"What? Right now? I was about to change clothes.
As I approached her, Stella hesitated but then resignedly pulled my cock out and started stroking it with her hand.
Ah, my little sister is the best...
"Sigh. I am asking your freshly washed sister to do this. Do you like it?"
"I do."
"Fine. Swish swish. I'll make you feel good. Let's quickly calm down."
Wow, this feels amazing.
Stella gave me a handjob in the morning.
While concentrating on my sister's task, I slowly played with her blonde hair, admired the nape of her neck,
and occasionally touched her breasts, visible through the gaps in her thin clothes.
"Do you think you'll come soon? Where do you want to release it? Big brother? Hand? Mouth?"
"On your pants."
"…"
Stella gave me a doubtful look but didn't stop stroking.
"Inside?"
"Inside your pants."
"I just finished showering and got dressed."
Stella questioned my intentions but continued the handjob, reluctantly accepting my request.
It was Stella, grumbling yet pulling up her hot pants to reveal her intimate area.
I slid my cock, on the verge of climax, into Stella's warm vagina and unleashed a torrent of semen onto her vulva.
*Bzzzt*… *Bzzzt*! *Bzzzt*!
"…"
Stella winced as she saw the space between her pants and vagina filling up with semen.
"It seems like it'll smell like my brother's cum."
"Ah… It keeps coming out."
*Bzzzt*. *Bzzzt*.
I immediately jerked off and shot my load inside Stella's pants.
Stella, her cheeks flushed, now wore cum-soaked pants and asked:
"Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied."
Stella ascended the stairs with a slightly awkward gait due to her semen-filled pants.
She checked the floor to see if any had spilled, but it didn't seem to have leaked.
"Phew."
Kim Sang-hyuk, showering after his deviant act with his sister's pants, was out of control.
He emerged only covering the essentials, and his eyes met Hye-jeong's.
Hye-jeong gazed at my body as if entranced.
"Did you sleep well, Mother?"
"Oh, aren't you going to dress properly!?"
"What's the big deal? We're family after all."
"No, it's not appropriate."
You're surprisingly conservative.
"Even your mother is wearing hot pants. Aren't Serena and Stella just following her example?"
"But they're not undressing."
As I imagined Hyejeong's naked body, my cock reacted.
"Put your clothes on quickly before Serena and Stella see you."
Although they've already seen everything there is to see,
But I should listen to my mother. After putting on my academy uniform and finishing preparations, a delicious smell wafted from the first floor.
The aroma of freshly cooked rice... Wonderful…
'There's also doenjang-jjigae (soybean paste stew).'
Imagining the menu brings its own joy.
Stella still seems to be getting ready, while Serena and Mom are bustling about in front of the kitchen.
The breakfast menu is quite plentiful. The jeon (Korean pancake) from yesterday is out, but the mother and daughter are also grilling fresh fish.
"I'm grilling mackerel, so just wait a little longer."
"Brother, I'm making japchae (Korean noodles) too!"
"Sounds great."
"This is the last of the gochugaru (Korean chili pepper)."
Should I go grocery shopping?
Upon opening the refrigerator, I found it empty.
"If you're going shopping today, can I help carry things?"
"Uh-huh! No need. I'm strong."
I must follow her, no matter what.
I went to the kitchen, considering whether to set the table, but her mom and Serena blocked me.
"Where do you think you're going? A man in the kitchen?"
"Brother! This is a woman's job."
"Ah, alright…"
Indeed.
Serena's traditional mindset was clearly inherited from her mother.
Ironically, her mother's appearance, with her natural platinum blonde hair and mysterious purple eyes, unusual for a Korean, resembled that of an influencer model.
I felt a bit sorry to admit it, but she looked somewhat out of place cooking in the kitchen.
However,
Her skills with the pan were far from ordinary. Her mother's cooking skills exceeded even Serena's.
"We're making nutritious rice and soup as well. Wait. I'll make something I learned when I went to Turkey."
"Wow…"
"Because I've traveled to many countries, I can cook various dishes from different places."
"That's impressive."
Hye-jung smirked.
"Then what do I do? I have to eat by myself."
"I'll wait with my mouth open."
"That's why it's worth preparing a meal. Go ahead, take a bite."
What is this?
It was an unusual dish, with beef, finely chopped onions, and tomatoes atop a slice of eggplant that had been cut through the center.
It seemed like they gave me some leftovers from the main course.
It's delicious…!
Eggplant is a divisive food, and I happen to dislike it.
Yet, the taste and texture of the eggplant actually enhance the flavor of the beef, blending well together.
Hyejeong fed me the leftovers without looking back, fully devoted to her cooking.
"Mmm…"
I nod my head.
"Is it good?"
"It's delicious."
"Brother, try this too."
Huh!?
Serena puts something else in my mouth. Was this what she had been gently blowing on earlier?
"This can't fail."
I nodded while eating.
"Yes! Cheesy potatoes!"
I feel so happy, wedged between my beautiful younger sister and mother, participating in a taste-testing show.
Now, having decided to take a seat and wait patiently, Stella appeared, dressed in her school uniform.
"Running a bit late?"
"I was changing my underwear."
Ah, right. That was my fault.
"Already forgotten, huh?"
Stella casually set the table with dishes and utensils. Was it fine for me to just remain seated?
"Should I help you?"
"What are you talking about? No, just sit down."
"Everyone is busy, and I'm just sitting here. I feel restless."
"You only need to hold your weight."
Hmm… Should I read a newspaper?
There's no newspaper available. Instead, I turn on my smartphone. My KakaoTalk was already flooded with messages.
Although I hadn't checked my phone much since the possession, this was something else.
Why did I receive so many calls from unregistered numbers? Most of them featured profile pictures of women's faces with stickers covering the nose or mouth area.
"Kim Sang-hyuk sunbae! I'm XXX, your freshman junior.
"What are you up to?? Haha"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"I'm feeling bored."
There were an absurd number of chat rooms, each filled with seemingly meaningless one-liners.
'My number must have leaked.'
I decided to enjoy this attention for a while.
This isn't a hero app, and I don't have to block it. Have I ever had this many messages from women in my life?
I changed the default KakaoTalk profile picture to a photo of my face that I took in the morning.
'Hmm.'
I might as well let the messages pile up.
I'll only respond to my girlfriend. But it would be interesting to see my phone overflowing with female contacts.
Within three minutes of updating my profile picture, I already had a chat room with a female student I didn't know who called me "Oppa."
What is the life of a handsome man?
"Oppa, you've been waiting for a long time, right?"
I put down my phone and focused on breakfast.
First, I sipped the stomach-warming soup and enjoyed the japchae.
"It's delicious."
"Hehe…"
The food is so good. I can't help but tear up.
The ultra-luxurious Korean beef restaurant we visited with the chairman was no joke, but the table prepared by Mom and Serena's collaboration was beyond a simple home-cooked meal.
"It's so delicious. I want to eat this food for the rest of my life."
"Is it really that good?"
Serena shyly replied.
What surprised me was the rice. Soft, perfectly cooked all the way through, and each grain beautifully shaped.
"What is this? Mom."
"Nutritious butter rice. Made with sautéed butter, onions, and chicken broth."
"It's delicious…"
Delicious. Truly delicious.
I'm glad to be alive.
"Try the carne yaruk, too."
"This? An eggplant dish?"
"Ah, in Korean style, it would be a beef and eggplant stir-fry..."
I had tried it before. A dish made with eggplant, generously stuffed with beef.
I tasted it along with the nutritious butter rice that Hyejeong prepared.
It's delicious!
"There's more. Eat slowly."
"Yes!"
I empty two bowls and rise from my seat.
Stella and Serena stack the dishes neatly and place them in the sink.
"Have a good time at the academy."
"I'll be back."
As I put on my shoes at the entrance, Serena and Stella come down carrying crossbody bags.
Both dressed in black today. Serena is wearing pantyhose, and Stella is wearing high-knee socks.
*Whoosh*.
Before stepping out the front door, Serena and I sneakily lifted our skirts to show off.
"Today, it's sky blue. Big brother."
"…I'm yellow."
An opulent moment of revelation.
I stared at my younger sisters' pants, as if under a spell. For about three seconds.
Both hurriedly pulled down their skirts because Hyejung came out to see them off, but the fleeting moment made it all the more precious.
'So today, it's sky blue and yellow.'
I'll commit that to memory.
"I'm leaving. Mom!"
"I'll be back, Mom."
Stella and Serena left the house, and Hyejung spoke as if clutching at me.
"Oh, son?"
A slight discomfort and awkwardness, as if addressing an adopted son, seeped through the word 'son.'
"Yes?"
Hyejung hesitated before speaking.
"Mom, if you need any help, let me know."
Though clearly well-intentioned, as a healthy young man, my gaze involuntarily fell upon Hyejung's large breasts in that moment.
Managing my gaze has never been more difficult!
"…Yes."
Barely managing to meet her eyes again, I feigned innocence as her son.
Yet, a peculiar atmosphere lingered between us, as if Hyejung had already discerned my inner thoughts.
-x-X-x-
As I stepped out of the house after bidding farewell to Hye-jeong, I couldn't help but think about our mutual attraction. Such a realization is instantaneous, taking just a moment or two. At first, we were both preoccupied with our roles as mother and son, trying to ignore the undeniable chemistry between us.
But as time passed, the attraction only grew. Living under the same roof, sharing meals perfectly suited to my tastes, and even sleeping beneath the same covers—perhaps it was all inevitable. We couldn't easily give in to our desires, as it was a forbidden relationship, but I couldn't deny my feelings for Hye-jeong. And as I left the house, I knew these feelings were only growing stronger.
Could she be feeling the same way?
"Kim Sang-hyuk."
Hmm?
I had left the house a bit late, and there stood Rachel, waiting for me alongside a luxurious foreign car. My sisters lingered nearby, not yet leaving.
"Shall we go now that you're done talking?" she asked.
"What's this?" I inquired, eyeing the vehicle.
Whose car is this?
"I'll take you to the academy," she offered.
… Is this some sort of sidekick benefit?
Becoming president certainly brings about many positive changes. There was no reason for me to refuse, as one of my modest desires was to drive my sisters to the academy instead of having them take public transportation.
"May I join you? Big brother."
"I was told to wait since you're taking our older brother."
"This is Rachel. She serves as the student council president."
Rachel nodded and bowed once more to us.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Rachel, who serves Lady Isabella by her side."
"I'm pleased to meet you. I'm Serena."
Stella had already settled into the back seat. She patted the leather seat next to her as if reserving it for me.
"Big brother! Over here."
All right. Shall we ride? Serena came to my side. Rachel took the wheel and soon began driving comfortably. Already, I was enjoying the ease of sitting and riding in the car.
Although Serena seemed cautious in the presence of strangers, Stella naturally snuggled into my arms and rubbed against me.
"Thanks to you, big brother, we're having a great time."
"It's all thanks to the president."
"So, why did the chairman go to such lengths for my older sibling?"
"Well…"
Rachel's eyes met mine.
"It's because Sang-hyuk helped us capture the most heinous villain, Xenovia."
"Are you saying that I'm going to join the student council when I become a third-year student?"
"Surely not."
In all honesty, it was neither I, the student council president, nor Seridwen who defeated Xenovia. It was the invincible incarnation that appeared as a trigger for my death, the Death Collector. Since neither Gimsu-chan nor Seridwen were interested in the reward for capturing Xenovia, the distribution of the reward fell to the chairman.
It must have happened this way with the intent of sharing the spoils. Riding in a car to commute to school was a pleasant change.
"We have arrived."
I had never known that there was a separate paid parking lot at the academy. It seemed that quite a few third-year students owned cars.
"Sang-hyuk."
"Yes?"
Rachel, who had stepped out of the car, handed me the key.
"Why are you giving this to me?"
"This vehicle is a gift from the chairman to you, Sang-hyuk."
Could it be true?
It felt like an unreal gift. I thought this sleek foreign car was mine.
Yesterday, I heard something about being gifted a car, but...
"Do you know how to drive?"
"I know how to, but I don't have a license."
"Then…"
Rachel brought up the panel and adjusted something before speaking.
"Now you can use it as you please."
"I'm not sure what it is, but it's incredible."
"I can provide you with a chauffeur until you graduate."
"I'll do it. It's for my younger sisters."
I wouldn't like it if the driver were male.
I decide to drive myself and take the car keys.
"Thank you."
"I merely delivered Lady Isabella's gift. Have a pleasant day."
As soon as Rachel left, Stella clung to me.
"Big brother! Are you giving us a ride?"
"Yes. Come here when school ends. Guys."
"Are you not tired, brother?"
"This is something men do."
I echoed Serena's words, and she shyly nodded in agreement.
"Yes, big brother. Please take good care of us."
A pumpkin carriage had appeared to escort the princesses.
After sending the two of them on their way, I too headed to the classroom. Though I should have hurried, I strolled leisurely, causing me to be a bit late.
Alone in front of the locker room, I was organizing my belongings when a sense of déjà vu washed over me, as if the situation I had experienced before was replaying itself.
Isabella was waiting for me.
The atmosphere was entirely different from when she had tried to apprehend me, thinking I was a blemish on the academy.
Upon seeing her, my heart raced. Isabella exuded a gentle aura.
"Hmm."
"Hello, President."
"Did you make it home safely yesterday?"
"Yes. Thanks to you... I arrived comfortably by car today."
"That's good to hear."
We fell into silence.
What's going on? What's with this bittersweet atmosphere?!
It feels as though my insides are constricting!!
Isabella is acting shy around me!
We surely haven't reached the peak of affection yet, have we?
Today, the student council president, with her ample bosom and lovely silver hair, seems more like a bashful new bride.
"What's the matter? Is this regarding the student of interest program?"
"I've marked you present for class. Come with me for a moment."
The power of the student council president is extraordinary!!
In the past, I used to follow behind, but today I walk side by side with the student council president at a brisk pace.
Isabella stole a quick glance at me, then, hmm, cleared her throat.
"Who said to walk beside me?"
"We look like a well-matched couple, don't we? Do you remember how everyone thought that when we first met?"
"…"
She does remember. I could tell for certain by the look on her face.
I deftly took Isabella's hand.
"Ah!?"
Isabella, caught off guard, backed away.
"What are you doing all of a sudden?"
"Did you not like it?"
"I- It's just that it was so unexpected; I got startled."
She didn't say she disliked it, did she?
I reached out my hand once more. The student council president glared at it, but eventually she took hold of it.
Tightly…
Walking hand in hand with the student council president feels amazing.
"Hold on a moment. I'm heading to the chairman's office, but walking like this is a bit...
"Only up to the door."
"…"
It's endearing to see the president flustered.
Her hand is so soft.
We walked down the hallway, hand in hand, like lovers.
"What if someone sees us?"
"You can show them."
"You're a student of interest, and I'm the director."
It's so endearing to hold hands tightly while acting coy.
But why the chairman's office?
Did I do something wrong? Reflecting on it, there's nothing that comes to mind. Perhaps it's regarding Xenovia.
Chairman Wilhelm was waiting for me.
We had walked hand in hand, sweetly, up to the door, but inside the chairman's office, Isabella portrayed the stern student council president.
"I thought you two had grown closer, but there seems to be some distance between you."
"…"
"Did you call for me?"
"Ah, the Xenovia matter—you did an excellent job. It would have been difficult without your assistance, wouldn't it?"
Ah, so that's what this was about.
There's no need to actually kiss. Because it's true.
It's precisely due to my power, in fact.
"Actually, it's all thanks to my power."
"I thought as much. With your abilities, it's a miracle to even graze the tips of Xenovia's hair."
It didn't seem as if the chairman was saying this to belittle me.
He was merely stating the facts in a matter-of-fact manner.
"Have you received the plaque of appreciation from the textbook? Ethol Academy is also profoundly grateful to you. Various benefits will continue to be bestowed upon you in the future."
"Thank you."
"Of course, it will be reflected in the grade evaluation. Next time, you'll be at least a B-tier. Depending on your efforts, you might even achieve A-tier. Then, you can enjoy various perks within the workshop."
"That's nice."
Is it time to bid farewell to D-ranked Sang-hyuk?
"It hasn't been renewed yet, so it's still D-tier, but please bear with it a little longer."
He's still in the D-tier.
"First and foremost, the shackles I placed on you... I'm considering removing the 'interested student' process for you. What do you think?"
"...."
"I understand it's amusing to mention this now, but it was a necessary measure at the time. As for now, you must have realized that it's not easy being summoned by the student council president and running errands all over."
If I say I want to stop, will she release me right away?
I steal a glance at Isabella's profile.
She was simply looking straight ahead.
'Should I feel upset?'
Being a student of interest means nothing. Even if I were to quit, I could still see Isabella.
But the time I've spent up until now hasn't been entirely unpleasant, and there isn't much time left.
"It's fine as it is now."
Isabella's shoulders flinched in surprise.
"Why? Don't you want to be released?"
"Rather than being released, I'd prefer to remain like this."
"…!"
Wilhelm started laughing as if he had realized something.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"…"
"Ah, what is it? Was that your preference? Our academy's student council president does have a rather exceptional appearance."
"…Kim Sang-hyuk."
I was no longer afraid of Isabella when she lowered her voice and said, 'Kim Sang-hyuk.'
Instead, she seemed endearing.
"I have to finish getting the stamp of the student I'm interested in. We're almost there now."
"Isabella, aren't you underestimating me? Can you make it rough for the last week or so?"
"I plan to make you regret it right away."
Will I truly end up regretting it?
"Please leave it as it is. I'll get all the stamps in a few days."
"The momentum is truly remarkable. My trust in you has grown considerably. I heard you even sign autographs for young female students while performing your heroic duties."
"…Ah, yes."
"You've become quite popular. Are you Onahole Man, or rather, Jelly Man?"
"Either one is fine."
However, if possible, I would prefer the tender-hearted ones to call me Jelly Man.
It is still too early for them to be exposed to such vulgarity. All I wanted was to protect them.
"Please continue to diligently live your academy life until I call upon you again. I no longer worry about you."
"I didn't realize I was that trustworthy."
"In that case, let me speak on behalf of our nation. Capturing Xenobia was the fervent desire of our people. You have helped fulfill that aspiration."
...
"Isabella, your evaluation has also increased significantly. Has the singular blemish on your life been erased?"
"Yes."
「The only blemish」
I didn't expect to hear that phrase again from someone other than the chairman.
Was Xenobia her blemish?
To be honest, it does seem that way based on her actions.
The two of them shared such divergent personalities that one could hardly believe they were blood siblings; the only similarity between them was their appearance.
"Now you may go."
After leaving the chairman's office, Isabella's expression was far from pleasant. It would be strange if she felt good after confining her own sister to the correctional division, but...
"You said you'd make me regret it?"
I held Isabella's hand tightly.
"Ah, that's right. How dare you underestimate Ethol's student council president?"
Isabella's tone when speaking to me no longer carried the prickliness it once had. If anything, her words now held a veiled threat, as though she were prepared to enact genuine punishment.
That side of her had long since vanished.
And so, I could laugh even when Isabella was somewhat irritated.
"Follow me. I still have a place to take you."
"Where?"
I followed the chairman to a building I had never seen before. She opened one of the doors inside. The room was empty, measuring slightly more than 10 square meters. There were traces of habitation, such as chairs, tables, and chests of drawers, but...
"What is this place?"
"This is the Academy club room awarded to you after the exchange battle."
"A club room?"
"This one is B rank."
There are ranks for club rooms too.
"You can decide which club you want. You're free to use this place as you wish."
"…"
So, there's an indoor space for me to stay within the academy?
A sense of impending intimacy...
It seems I've passed everything on to Enn now.
"What kind of club would be good?"
"Since you're an interested student now, you belong to the Infinite Fighting Club."
"…Infinite Fighting?"
"Didn't you fight every day at the Infinite Fighting Dojo?"
I named the club...
"After completing the interested student program, you can create your own club or transfer the room authority to someone else."
"I'm not sure what club I should create."
A club for returning home?
"As long as you meet the required number of members, it doesn't matter."
"A Personality Excretion Club?"
Shortened to Inbaedong.
It's not Ingeub-dong, but Inbae-dong. Even I find it amusing.
Seeing the expression on the Student Council President's face, I slightly averted my eyes and turned away.
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's fine."
"You didn't say that with your eyes just now..."
"I merely failed to empathize with your sentiments."
"But, well, the only club activities I could possibly do would be the Onahole club."
Upon the mention of the 'Onahole Club,' the student council president burst into laughter.
"Pfft!"
"Do you empathize with this sort of sensibility? Should I create an Onahole club for you?"
"Chuckle, snicker… Enough. Stop it…"
Turning his head and covering his mouth while snickering, I whispered into the president's ear.
"The Onahole Man's Onahole Club"
"Uh-huh…"
The president was on the verge of tears from laughter.
The Onahole club is nice, but the Inbae-dong club isn't bad either. The shortened version has a splendid nuance.
The Onahole club brings to mind male students who use real Onaholes gathering together, while the Inbae-dong club gives off a vibe of 'What is this? Did a madman create it?'
"I'll go with the Inbae-dong club."
Time to bring the Onahole Squad.
-x-X-x-
"Be cautious of the villains, Kim Sang-hyuk."
As I scanned the club room, the chairman spoke up.
"Xenovia has been captured, but there are plenty more S-class villains out there."
"Like that girl with the goat-like features?"
"I haven't seen her myself... but the villain you and the teacher mentioned is likely to be an entique."
"Entique?"
Once you've seen her, you can't forget her.
After all, she was the villain suspended in midair, her astonishing figure reminiscent of an Onahole.
Xenovia was attractive as well, but Entique belonged to a different category altogether. It could be said that her very existence wouldn't be possible if it weren't for some twisted game.
There must be other villains, seemingly unattractive on the surface but hiding a beguiling charm within.
En-chan is probably eagerly anticipating the legal personality excretion.
The further one sinks into the mindset that anything goes when facing a villain, the more dangerous it becomes.
'Well, what can I do?'
My perspective changed after encountering Xenovia.
The S-class villains living here aren't merely toying around. Each of them is deadly serious about their wicked deeds.
If that were the case, Isabella thought it might be better to simply become OnaAka's submissive plaything.
"Antique is a villain who first surfaced in Haeundae, Busan. Her real name is Kang Si-eun. Her defining feature is undoubtedly her horn."
"Horn…"
It seemed to have naturally sprouted, but could it be a part of her body?
"Not as notorious as Xenovia, but when this villain first appeared, she killed over 500 people—men, women, and children alike."
Utterly insane. Wasn't 500 people a national catastrophe?
Isabella thought that 50,000 was already a maddening number, but the idea that every villain was wearing such an achievement as a badge of honor infuriated her.
She had to make sure that the villain couldn't commit such atrocities again by making her submit.
"It's really a shame we couldn't control the collector back then."
"That's why we have no choice but to be strict with villains. Every year, there are villains who cause large-scale disasters."
"I won't let her get away next time I see her."
Isabella sighed.
"That's not it. It's the sidekick's task."
"Really?"
The translations above maintain the story's emotional depth and dramatic tension, accurately reflecting the intricate dynamics among the characters and honoring the author's original intent. The narrative uses precise and enriched language, retaining and adapting idioms and expressions while maintaining consistent terminology throughout.
"If you sense danger, call for your protector. I am your protector."
"What if the situation is unfavorable?"
In that case, there's no choice but to fight.
There's no choice but to demonstrate the power of the sincere protagonist in an erotic game.
"In such a situation, try to stall for as much time as possible. I'll come to rescue you. But if you still think it's not possible... "
"If it's not possible?"
"Release your inner nature."
I didn't expect those words to come from Isabella's lovely lips.
It's an expression about releasing one's inner nature that hasn't been used in a long time since the twin sisters.
"Releasing my inner nature?"
"Use it. Without restraint."
"Without restraint?"
"Why do you think the chairman summoned you? It means that your abilities have significantly decreased due to your performance in the exchange matches, market evaluation, and the capture of Xenovia."
My boundary rank has dropped.
In other words, does this mean it's the end of considering my released inner nature as a dangerous power?
"Only if you, Kim Sang-hyuk, use it."
"…Understood."
"We've decided to be more lenient in judging the impact of personality excretion on society. Now, explore various ways to utilize it, study it, and turn it into your own weapon."
Utilize it in various ways, study...
"Can I join a club focused on personality excretion?"
"Of course, there should be mutual agreement, but from now on, we won't even interfere in matters like this."
"Oh!"
If I lived kindly, I had always thought that a day like this would come!
"Are you happy?"
"Hooray! Now I can excrete my personality freely! Did you know I was going to say that?"
"…"
"…"
Isabella suppressed her laughter and turned her head away.
"After gaslighting me so much, saying it's seriously dangerous until now, and then suddenly telling me to exercise my creativity, that's a bit much."
"Don't you think you'll realize something as you use it? Or do you want me to take control again?"
Though I welcome control from the lovely president,
I decided to savor the long-awaited freedom.
I naturally cornered Isabella against the wall. The student council president haughtily crossed her arms and looked up at me.
"What is it?"
"What if I suddenly become a villain?"
"If you were that kind of person, you would've been a villain long ago."
"Aren't you scared? Now that you're cornered?"
"Pfft."
Isabella laughed.
Her smile was so captivating that I couldn't help but stare.
"You're always trying to make me laugh, Onahole Man."
"Please answer the question you evaded at the hospital."
"What?"
"Would you be my seventh girlfriend?"
Isabella's eyes widened.
Her surprised expression was also enchanting, making my head spin.
"That, well…"
Her expression quickly turned shy, which was delightful to see.
Uncharacteristic of the student council president, her guard was down.
I placed my hand on her waist.
"Let's be in a relationship."
"When I'm in a relationship..."
Now's the time!
"Personality Discharge Flirting."
The cringeworthy comment was all for this moment!
I pressed my thumb firmly against Isabella's lower abdomen.
It was the uterine click that almost made Isabella succumb that day!
"Ah!"
Isabella focused all her senses on her buttocks, letting out a lascivious sound as she slipped into my embrace.
"I penned it with a light heart. What do you think?"
"Ah, oh…!!"
Caught completely off guard, Isabella flinched, her eyes wide as she glared at me.
"You, you…"
「Personality Discharge Flirting」
Press!!
"Ah, oh my♡"
"Please be my seventh girlfriend."
"Stop… stop… this power… Don't use it to seduce women."
Isabella's unguarded moan was intoxicating.
Her ample buttocks, taut with the sense of crisis that they might surrender her precious personality, were incredibly enticing.
But I don't touch them directly. I simply press and rotate my thumb gently against Isabella's clitoral hood.
Press, press. Press, press.
「Personality Discharge Flirting」
"Mm… mm… don't… don't…"
She's so beautiful that even her face, as she endures the discharge, looks lovely.
I hold Isabella close and continue to use personality discharge. Of course, I don't deliver a shock as intense as rice.
I merely maintain a sensation akin to rice while rubbing with my fingers.
"Will you give me a 'Well Done' stamp?"
"Hmm… Heh… I'll take it for you. I'll take it, so...
Isabella wriggled her hips as if to escape my grasp, but it appeared more like a sultry dance meant to entice a man.
She couldn't resist.
With her dewy, pleading eyes, she gazed up at me.
"St-stop it, Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Stop it, and you'll answer truthfully. Got it?"
"I got it. I got it, so…!"
I cease my teasing.
Isabella quietly catches her breath in my embrace.
I'm holding the student council president in my arms at the academy! It was the most heart-pounding silence ever.
"I'm a hero who captures villains. I don't have time for romance."
"Is that your true intention?"
"…"
"Holding my hand like this?"
"You're the one who grabbed it!"
Tightly.
Once again, I interlace our fingers, and Isabella's cheeks flush with color.
"Let's date. Us."
"Why do you like me so much when I was so cruel to you and not even a real hero?"
"I want to keep you by my side and tease you. 'The student council president likes me,' I'll say."
Isabella furrowed her eyebrows in annoyance and looked up at me, gripping my hands tightly.
"Why did I end up falling for someone like you?"
"Hehe."
"Someone like you... I can't believe I fell for you! I am the student council president of Ethol Academy. And you, Kim Sang-hyuk, a D-class academy student."
"You can tease me for the rest of my life. Do you know what your mom said when she first saw me at the academy? While doing…"
"…Ugh! You think that far?"
We held hands and locked eyes.
Why is Isabella so adorable, flustered, and struggling to regain control?
"Then, did you think we'd just date casually and eventually break up? I should at least become your wife."
"I'm the student council president of this academy. I'm the head of the Villain Correction Department. And I'm an S-class hero."
"But you still love D-class Sang-hyuk, right?"
"…Kk, Kkk!! You, you…."
I kissed her as she opened her mouth, searching for her next words.
"Mm."
I immediately slipped my tongue in. We kissed as passionately as we had pushed each other away.
From the very beginning, our lips met and our tongues intertwined, as if apologizing for all the regretful and harsh words we had exchanged up until now. Isabella accepted my passionate, deep kiss.
"*Smack*… *Swoosh*… *Slurp*… *Pop*…"
"*Mmm*… *Mmm*… *Mmm*…"
Kissing the student council president... This is insane.
I tightly embrace Isabella and suck on her lips. As I try to draw her breath into my mouth, Isabella's eyes widen in surprise.
Just as if she had learned my technique, she pressed her lips against mine and eagerly sucked back.
"Ah… *Sigh*… *Suck*… Why did you start to like me? I didn't hear an answer. Kim Sang-hyuk."
I sucked on her tongue a few more times before speaking briefly.
"Because you're beautiful."
Isabella is entirely my type.
"*Suck*… *Gulp*… For such a superficial reason..."
"Isabella is the most beautiful."
"...."
Isabella becomes more active, sucking my lips even harder.
She seems to enjoy being called beautiful. Well, who wouldn't?
Do we really need a great reason for locking eyes and sharing a passionate kiss?
Ah, Isabella tastes so good...
"*Slurp*… *Swoosh*… *Gulp*… *Swoosh*…"
Holding Isabella's soft body, I could no longer contain myself.
As we kissed, I caressed her buttocks.
Startled, Isabella's body trembled.
"…Mmm… Smooch…"
Her reactions were like experiencing everything for the first time.
It was her first time being held and kissed by a man.
Isn't that right?
When our eyes met, Isabella spoke with a hint of uncertainty.
"Was there something wrong?"
My arousal was immense.
Now, without holding back, I fondled and kissed Isabella's breasts.
Isabella seemed taken aback by my hands forcefully groping her chest, placing her own hands over mine, unsure of what to do.
"Ah… oh… is this… the proper etiquette... Kim Sang-hyuk…?"
"Touching your girlfriend's breasts while kissing is a universal rule."
"Oh… I see… If it's an international rule, then I guess it can't be helped."
With a swift motion...
Isabella lowered her hands and straightened her waist, offering her breasts.
Wouldn't she deserve the title of best girlfriend at this point?
As I locked lips with Isabella, savoring every moment, I wholeheartedly kneaded the student council president's exquisite mounds.
That very Isabella is offering me her breasts!
I'm glad to be alive!
"Chu… We're dating now."
"Since we agreed... We should kiss too."
"Isabella…"
I always wanted to press my cock against Isabella's sexy body.
I kissed her while rubbing my erect cock over her clothes. Isabella also eagerly sucked on my lips.
"Mmm… Yeah… I can feel something hard touching... Are you rubbing it again?"
"Rubbing against your girlfriend is practically a rule."
"Ha… Mmm… You rubbed it even when I wasn't your girlfriend yet."
"I was courting you that passionately."
As Isabella squeezed her breast against mine, she turned her head shyly.
"Now, take it out."
"Huh? My cock?"
"No, I meant the calendar for students of interest."
Ah, that.
Isabella gave me a stamp that said, "Well done!"
[Well done!]
"When we kiss, the stamp gets copied."
"…Quiet…"
Did she say she would make me regret it?
Isabella looked at me and spoke.
"Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Yes?"
"Will you not do it anymore? Kissing…?"
Our lips met in a chaotic embrace.
-x-X-x-
The student council president, Kim Sang-hyuk, loves kissing even more than I do. He tightly embraced Isabella, who clung to him, and passionately kissed her as he gently fondled her breasts. True to his preference for nipple patches, her breasts felt as soft and tender as if they were bare. The sensation of their weight and smoothness in my hands sent tingles all the way to my brain.
"Chuluruloop… Chuuup…"
"Mmm… Yes… Kim Sang-hyuk…."
The intensity of our kisses escalated. As we confirmed our feelings for each other, any obstacles or shyness between us gradually vanished. We stuck out our tongues, smacking and intertwining them, mixing our saliva. Isabella eagerly sucked on my lips whenever she had the chance, while I continued to caress her breasts.
My erection was rock hard, to the point of being painful.
"I feel like whatever is touching my body keeps growing."
"That's how aroused you've made me."
"…Aroused?"
"It means I'm ready to feel good with Isabella's body."
"…"
Isabella pursed her lips and spoke as she tenderly sucked on my mouth.
"Chuup… Chuup… I'm a year older than you. Don't speak informally."
"Alright. Churururub… going to do it anyway?"
"Hmm… Chup chup… Squeeze… Squeeze… Don't think I've given you my heart and everything. Just became your girlfriend, who you can kiss as much as you want."
"Slurp, slurp…"
Having wide-open eyes and saying things like that while passionately kissing is mesmerizing, isn't it?
Isabella clung to me and licked my tongue, speaking softly.
"Be careful from now on, Kim Sang-hyuk. Don't get hurt by any villains."
"You too, Isabella."
"It's my first time being someone's girlfriend, but I'll try to fulfill your desires as much as I can."
"Please let me put my cock inside you."
"No… Who are you trying to seduce?"
Oh my.
While saying that, Isabella gently rubbed her body against my cock.
Is it a woman's instinct? Her movements to relieve my arousal are driving me crazy!
"Please bear with it like this for now, okay?"
"Yes…"
Isabella smiles at me with pride, continuing to gently rub her body against me.
I pressed my waist against her tantalizingly swaying hips and kissed her even more passionately.
Our tongues intertwined, sharing my saliva.
Thrilled by the realization that I could now indulge in acts I had never even dared to fantasize about,
"I love being able to do this to Isabella."
"Do you like it because I let you touch me freely?"
"Yes…"
"To be mine, you need to learn self-control... Just a little…"
How could I learn self-control when the silver-haired, big-breasted student council president clings to me so eagerly?
Instead, I firmly squeezed her breasts!
*Squeeze!*
"Mmm… Ahh…"
Isabella forgave my audacious hand as it squeezed her breast while she continued to grind her body against my erect cock.
God, this is incredible.
Isabella's white-panty-clad buttocks displayed outrageously erotic movements.
"Does this feel good?"
"I love your cock."
"Choose your words more carefully."
"But you understood, right?"
Isabella snorted and proceeded to grind against me even more aggressively.
"Alright. I'll do what you enjoy."
"…Ah…!"
I firmly grasped Isabella's shapely buttocks and spread them apart for no apparent reason. Imagining the student council president's inner regions—her delicate folds and the tight entrance to her backside—parting wide, the sensitivity of my arousal intensified. I reveled in the sensation of Isabella's touch.
"Just touch. Why are you spreading them?" she questioned.
"Ah, consider it. practice for later," I replied.
"You vulgar creature."
"Can I take my cock out?"
"We're not animals. Not here… Stop."
I unfastened my belt and released my throbbing erection. Pressing my lips to Isabella's, I passionately kissed her as I rubbed my length against the fabric of her white pants.
"Ah!"
Isabella tensed her buttocks, seemingly startled by my boldness. I wedged my engorged member between her thighs and the entrance to her womanhood, and our tongues danced wildly. I vowed to make the most of the student council president's body.
"I can't help it; you're my girlfriend!"
"Mm… Just… Hold back a little. *pant*. *slurp*.
The student council president straightened her back and clenched her thighs! Yet she still allowed me to indulge in the pleasure of her body.
"Every time I saw these white pants, I wanted to defile them," I confessed.
"What does it mean to 'stroke'?"
"Like this. Rubbing it to make it feel better."
Isabella's sweat-soaked white pants, her thick labia, and her firm-yet-supple thighs. I slide my cock between them and rock my hips.
Bang, bang, bang...
"Ah…"
Isabella seemed taken aback by my crude waist movement.
"Is your cock getting better?"
"Yes, it is."
Isabella tightened her thighs.
"Isabella… Isabella!"
"Is dating me only about rubbing your cock on my thighs?"
"It's not just... This is all there is!"
"Perverted guy."
Ah, Isabella's firm thighs... so good…
Isabella… Isabella!
While kissing and caressing Isabella, I insert my aroused cock between her thighs.
"Do you like it when you stroke your cock using the student council president's thighs?"
Oh, oh!
Isabella repeats the words she learned from me.
It's such a dangerous, onahole-like behavior. I almost came just like that.
"Why aren't you stroking?"
As I stay still with my cock twitching, Isabella moves, gently shifting the weight of her ass onto my cock.
Ah…!!
"What happens if I keep rubbing you with my thighs? Huh?"
"Ah… kuu…!"
"Are you about to ejaculate? I want to see my boyfriend ejaculating."
"Isabella, la…!"
What is this lewd waist teasing?
Just by rubbing it, I'm ready to burst!
I stood upright, with my cock pressed firmly against Isabella's body, as she helped me relieve myself.
Splat! Brrrzzzzt! Splat! Splat!!
Isabella instinctively tightens her thighs, supporting my cum-spurting cock above the floor.
Splat! Splat! Brrrzzzzt! Splat!!
"Was it so hard to hold back that you could burst anywhere?"
"Ah… Ha…!"
"It's alright to let go. I'll clean it up for you. Come on, release it all without holding back."
Isabella nibbled at my lips, increasing the pressure with her thighs and rubbing my cock against her flesh.
Underneath Isabella's sweaty white pants, the softness and warmth of her skin seeped into my cock.
Splat… Brrrzzzzt… Brrrzzzzt….
Isabella's whole body is like a weapon for making me climax.
I couldn't help myself and continued to release thick streams of semen.
Pff…! Pff…!!
"Feeling refreshed?"
"Whew…"
As I withdrew my cock, which had been pressed firmly against her thigh, I gently caressed her leggings-covered pussy with the tip.
"…"
Isabella knew everything but pretended not to.
"Insufficient?"
Rather, she took hold of my cock and began to stroke it.
Due to Isabella's sudden action, the remaining semen splattered onto her leggings-clad pussy.
"Ugh… I tried to avoid getting it on your clothes. Sorry."
"It's okay. Don't hold back; let it all out."
Swish-swish♡ Swish-swish♡
As if she were convinced that her actions were correct, Isabella's hand motions grew bolder.
With my tip gently rubbing against her leggings-covered pussy, I received Isabella's handjob.
"Perverted thoughts like this semen, I'll take responsibility and make sure it all comes out."
"Ah!"
Swish-swish-swish…
Pff… Blub-blub…! Pff!
Isabella's leggings were smeared with a thick, jelly-like, and pungent semen.
"So much of this thick stuff was built up inside."
Isabella gazed at the abundant flow of semen with a subtle smile, as if feeling a sense of accomplishment, and tenderly wiped my shaft.
"Did you get everything?"
"For now…"
"Cleaning up is quite the task."
"I'll do it."
Since I'm the one who made the mess,.
However, Isabella had already squatted down and wiped the semen spilled on the floor with a tissue instead of letting me do it.
"This is a girlfriend's duty."
You made the mess, so you cleaned it up.
I thought that would be something Isabella would say.
"Don't bend over for something like this. You're my man."
"…"
Isabella, still squatting, gently wiped my glans with a wet tissue.
"Ah…"
"Is it cold?"
"The unspoken rule is for the girlfriend to do it with her mouth."
"A wet towel is enough."
Hmph…
So she won't do everything, huh?
Isabella meticulously wiped my shaft, and then seemed uneasy as she carefully examined my urethra.
"It looks like there's some left inside."
"Exactly. That's why it's an unspoken rule to suck it out and clean it."
"…Hmm. Have other girlfriends done this for you?"
"It's the norm."
"…"
After a brief confrontation with my manhood, she pursed her lips and planted a tender kiss on the tip.
"Slurp…"
Ah…!
Unexpectedly, a viscous fluid oozed out, filling Isabella's mouth.
Splat… Splat…!
"Mmm… Mmph…"
Isabella continued to tightly press her lips against the tip, keeping her mouth in a vacuum-like state until no more of the slick substance emerged.
"Sluuurp…"
"Ah… Ugh…!"
Finishing by sensuously rubbing her head against her pretty lips.
Isabella naturally spat the collected semen into a tissue.
"I cleaned you up. Don't complain about it later."
I embraced Isabella once more and passionately sucked on her nape.
Her skin emanated a seductive scent.
"I like you, Isabella."
"..."
Isabella murmured to me while I continued to lavish attention on her neck.
"Shouldn't there be a higher level than 'like'?"
"Love?"
"Hmm."
We exchanged satisfied breaths and shared a lengthy, intimate hug.
I rested my hand on Isabella's slender waist, our eyes meeting.
"It's hard to believe this happened with Isabella."
"I... can't believe it either."
"Are you going to leave now?"
Isabella hesitated before nodding.
"…Kim Sang-hyuk."
"Yes?"
"Now that I'm your girlfriend, can I just call you? Not as a director, but just because..."
"No, only call me when you miss me."
"Then I might do it every day."
Unable to resist the intimacy, I massaged Isabella's breasts.
Kneading them tenderly.
"Ah… Ha…."
Isabella easily allowed it.
She didn't shy away from my touch.
"Next time you contact me, do so with a loving, cute act."
"That's a little difficult, but... I'll try…"
"You did very well. Let's take another one."
I pulled out the calendar of interested students as if presenting my cock.
Isabella stamped it once more.
[Great job ♡]
Perhaps it was my imagination, but the TTS voice sounded like Enn-chan.
"I shouldn't have been so generous with you."
"But you like it when Isabella is nice to me, right?"
"...."
"...."
Our eyes met.
Before parting, we shared an intense, passionate kiss.
"I want to show her our kiss."
"I don't want to display it so carelessly. Who?"
"Isabella from three weeks ago."
"…"
Isabella's cheeks flushed in silence, betraying no reaction.
-x-X-x-
Lunch hour.
After exploring the east wing, I returned to the classroom.
Isabella is my girlfriend. Honestly, I can't believe how happy I am, and I can't stop smiling.
"You look happy, huh?"
Today, the Onahole Squad gathered at the restaurant.
Henna and Yuuna were glancing at me with curiosity.
"I am in a good mood."
"Who? The pretty first-year girl?"
"Which pretty girl are you talking about? All of them are pretty."
"…"
Yuuna narrows her eyes.
"In the second year, Yuuna is the prettiest."
"Who's the prettiest in the first year?"
"My sisters."
"… I don't think seeing your sisters would make you this happy. Hmm. Is it a third-year girl?"
Haha. Can they tell?
I shrug my shoulders while cutting a pork cutlet in the student cafeteria.
"Maybe?"
"Could it be... the Student Council President!?"
"Heh…"
"No way…! The Student Council President?"
My girlfriend is Isabella.
With just that information alone, I could be the envy of every male student at the academy, but I try not to let it show.
Because boasting at this moment might lead to an untimely death, I refrained.
"Ugh… I'm totally falling behind.
"Number 7 must be an exceptional cup indeed. Fortunate."
"Did you spend the entire morning with the student council president like that?"
"Right now, I'm enjoying my time with Yuuna."
I picked up a pork cutlet and placed it in Yuuna's mouth.
"…Hmm."
Yuuna looked at me with mild disapproval but accepted and ate the cutlet.
"Sang-hyuk, try this."
"Slurp."
I also ate the udon that Henna had served in a mini bowl.
Perhaps because we had such an energy-filled breakfast, lunch was merely average. Just enough to satisfy our hunger.
But the pork cutlet was undeniably a great choice.
"Eat my tteokbokki too."
"Thank you."
The promised side dish exchange time arrived.
We enjoyed tasting each other's menu choices, one bite at a time.
Yuuna's expression grew pensive.
"So what is the student council president doing now?"
"Heroic activity."
"…Again? After capturing Xenovia, isn't he taking a vacation?"
"Rather, he's been more cautious. Even more than usual."
There were rumors of an S-class villain's imminent move.
It was best not to dwell on that, though; there was no sense in frightening them too much.
It felt like only yesterday that I was learning various skills from Yuuna, a B-class professional hunter. Now,
My petite girlfriend looked so vulnerable that I couldn't bear the thought of her going anywhere without me.
"Yuuna… How can you be so small and adorable? Henna, too."
"… Was there something wrong with the pork cutlet we ate earlier?"
"Heh… Just look at these slender arms. Do you want to eat more?"
"Goodness! I'm just as strong as anyone else, you know."
I firmly held Henna's timid hand. She flinched as she glanced at me.
So cute…
"Let's go explore the East Wing before class starts."
"The East Wing? Ah, did you get permission for the club room? C or B?"
"B."
"Wow, that's great!"
There were various buildings on the Ethol Academy campus.
I had visited underground workshops, but I had only set foot in about 20% of the places on campus. In particular, I hardly knew any of the buildings used by the third-year students.
"Is it over there?"
"Over there."
"The view must be lovely, too. "What a nice, open space we have."
Yuuna explained that the academy's clubroom even holds an SS rank, so it has a regal-like space designed for really special VIP students.
"What kind of place is that?"
"I'm not sure... I mean, it's not like you can find a review video just by searching on YouTube. They say it's like a hotel. An entire building is used for it.
"An entire building."
That's impressive.
"We won't be using the whole place, but since the room next door is empty, I think we can use it with a sense of exclusivity."
"Let's go!"
I take my two girlfriends to the club building.
As the door to the east room of Inbae-dong rang open, Yuuna exclaimed.
"So spacious!"
"It looks like it's around 15 pyeong."
"Can we use it?"
"Us? It's only used by those who joined my club."
"What kind of club are you going to create? I'm already part of a film appreciation club, so I thought I'd move here."
A film appreciation club? That sounds amazing!
"What about Henna?"
"An anime appreciation club..."
… ….
It may seem odd to say this, but the prestigious academy doesn't feel all that impressive.
"What is this place? What do you do here?"
"It's the Personality Release Club, or Inbae-dong for short."
I came up with a club that suited the dignity of Ethol Academy. Yuuna glanced back at me while checking the window frame. Henna did too.
"…"
"…"
"Inbae-dong."
I said it again, thinking they hadn't heard me.
"It seems like something a madman would create."
"That's precisely the appeal. Not just anyone would apply!"
"Wow…"
Henna tried to force a smile, but ultimately turned her head away.
"Why!"
"Well, nobody applies... Such an enigmatic club."
Just then, the door opened.
"Excuse me, is this the Personality Release Club?"
"Yes?"
A first-year female student appeared.
"Kyaa! It's Senior Kim Sang-hyuk. Can I join the Personality Release Club?"
"Ah, no. We haven't started recruiting yet. We haven't even fully formed the club."
"Is there an interview? Do I need to perform a personality release to qualify for participation?"
"…"
a club to join by undergoing a personality purge? Where on earth did such a sinister rumor originate?
"Please, hit my stomach! If it's you, Sang-hyuk, I'll be fine!"
"I won't hit your stomach! Junior!"
Sang-hyuk firmly grasps the hand of the lovely junior girl attempting to lift her school uniform.
"Aren't you the Onahole Man?"
"Well, yes…"
Where should he even begin to explain?
How can he deny anything when he's walked around playfully hitting stomachs as fan service?
Is this not that kind of place?
Is this place not like that?
"Let's go back for now, junior. I'll contact you again later."
"Aw… alright.... If you're looking for club members, please call me."
He even got the number of the nameless junior girl.
He checks his phone.
[Isabella]
I've left the club's establishment to Evangeline.
It'll be taken care of by the end of the day.
[Isabella]
But she asked me about the personality purge club.
"…."
Is this what sparked the rumor to spread?
[Kim Sang-hyuk]
Please at least tell her that the qualification to join isn't 'to undergo a personality purge.'
"What happened?"
Yuuna asked.
"Once Inbae-dong is created, do you want to enter?"
"Should we bring cute things?"
Henna tilted her head.
"Hold on. Was personality excretion a material that could be discussed and handled so innocently? I'm not quite used to it."
"Hmm. I'm not quite sure, but it seems the boundaries have been lowered. They say we should start researching it now."
"...."
Yuuna's hand was held tightly.
"I don't like it!"
"Personality excretion…!"
"Kyaaaaaah!"
Chasing after Yuuna, who was running away, from behind.
"Personality excretion!"
"No!"
In the end, she couldn't even make it 10 steps before being caught. Hugged tightly from behind, her nape was gently patted.
"Embrace personality excretion."
"Ah…ow. You startled me..."
"I, I…"
At that moment, Henna made a dangerous confession.
"Perhaps I might want to experience it once."
"...."
"...."
Personality excretion. What is personality excretion?
Although it has been used many times, its abilities are still shrouded in mystery—more precisely, they have been obscured by Enn's depraved and malicious content.
"Yuuna, have you ever read martial arts stories?"
"Yeah, I have. In webtoons."
"Is there something like a secret martial arts technique? If you learn it, you might be tainted by a wicked power, but you could gain immense strength."
"Learn it!"
Yuuna's eyes sparkled.
"Learn it no matter what."
Our class representative seemed to be having a somewhat dangerous dream.
"Ah. What's so dangerous about it?"
"The more you use it, the more perverted you become."
"…"
"That's the very essence of personality corruption."
"…Hmm. Is that a bad thing?"
Yuuna's cheeks flushed.
"I actually like perverted Sang-hyuk."
There must be something in this club room. The student council president's thigh embrace was already invigorating, and even the girlfriends were affected. The sunlight streams in perfectly, and with the three of us gathered here in our school uniforms, it feels like we're skipping class and playing, making it enjoyable just to breathe.
"Yuuna~"
Nudge, nudge.
"Did you happen to be here with the student council president?"
"…"
How did they know?
"Here. A stain on the floor."
"…"
A damp spot remained on the floor.
"We met here."
"Hmm."
"So, what are you going to do now?"
I embraced Yuuna from behind and held her close.
"What can Yuuna do besides like me?"
"Ugh… ugh… so cowardly… keep pushing your handsome face closer? This guy…."
"Henna, come here too."
"Kyaa…"
I touched Henna's breasts.
The three of us played like this, and before we knew it, lunchtime had passed.
"Are you both coming from Inbae-dong?"
"Well… I have to go somewhere. Anywhere you go."
"S-some people… I just hope it doesn't get too crowded; that's all."
Henna wore an awkward smile as I caressed her breasts.
"Ah. I have to let everyone know."
"Huh!?"
I lightly brushed off Henna's concerns.
Shyness fades as people become more acquainted.
[Kim Sang-hyuk]
I secured a club room.
[Sarika]
Oh, really? Confirmed. Senpai. I'll come to see you.
[Isolde]
Congratulations, Sang-hyuk senpai
[Cybele]
Congratulations
Oh. After waiting a bit longer, Hilaria also contacted me.
Are the students in the same classroom informing each other? Is the news spreading quickly?
[Hilaria]
ㅇ When will we have sex, husband?
She's like ordering rice soup from an aunt when it comes to sex.
[Brigid]
(Celebratory emoji)
Yuuna and I glanced at my phone together as she spoke.
"Quite a few messages from girls."
"Ah, what does it matter? I'm with you right now."
"Your words have improved."
I've gotten better at this with time.
I don't even get flustered anymore. Instead, I give Yuuna a peck on the lips and another on her nape.
I kiss her and soothe her anxiety.
Yuuna mumbled, her cheeks reddening.
"To live together in a club, I should bring various things."
"Do as you please."
"Sang-hyuk, is it okay if I bring some Dae Yi-soon merchandise?"
"Um, just enough to fit in the display case?"
I leave it to her to fill the room with her belongings.
I start thinking about aiming for a better club room.
In the afternoon class session,.
Like the regular students attending mobile classes, academy students also head to the Order of Merit—the Indoor Training Center—whenever they have a chance.
Are there students from a different class today? The blonde twin sisters spotted us and waved.
"Sang-hyuk, look at that."
Yuuna calls out to me as I wave back.
"What?"
"What's that?"
"Huh?"
The second-year students were buzzing with excitement. There, before their eyes, was a gravitational wave, its edges undulating so suspiciously that even at first glance, it demanded attention.
[「Perception/Red」Activated]
[B-grade Dungeon]
[#58334. Den of Malice] [Rarity B+] [Reward B+] [Anomaly S+]
[A demon merchant will appear in this dungeon.]
[This dungeon possesses a very strong anomaly.]
[Reward weight + 7]
[Maximum number of participants: 3 (squad)]
'It doesn't look that difficult.'
… Even if the anomaly is high, isn't it too high?
The teacher explained the peculiar dungeon.
"Amplification device support has been authorized. The dungeon rank has increased by 1-2 stages."
So, the average rank had become C. Still, the B-grade dungeon was quite conspicuous.
"It's all thanks to Sang-hyuk for contributing to the treatment of Xenovia."
"Oh~."
Suddenly, there was an atmosphere of applause. Yuuna and Henna also clapped their hands.
'How embarrassing…'
Could it be like a mini-exchange event?
"Those who wish to participate must form a squad and bring the enchanting black feather. After receiving permission from your teacher, you may proceed."
"Yes~."
It seems the dungeon exit item, the "Black Enchantment Feather," and medical team support are prepared as well. Evangeline, the older sister figure from the "Angel One" squad, came to see me off and waved her hand at me.
Hehe… There are so many beautiful women waving at me.
Waving.
"Hehe."
The buxom Evangeline offers me a warm smile.
"So, who's going to that dungeon?"
"It looks dangerous."
"Obviously, I will."
Deherit, who was about to dash off, saying, "Obviously, I will," suddenly flinches. Everyone was watching me and the Onahole Squad.
'Huh?'
At that moment, only one thought crossed my mind.
Did our second-year group eat all of it?
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