The entrance to Es-sol Academy
A group of cute female students who appeared to be first-year students gathered at the entrance of the school, chattering excitedly.
'What's going on?'
"Oh! It's him!"
"We found him!"
"Wow!"
'What could it be?'
When the group of female students crowded at the school entrance, how many guys do you think believed it was all because of them? It was quite bewildering to be suddenly surrounded by a swarm of girls like a group of rabbits.
Is it because I'm the academy's top clown, the 'Onahole Man'? Despite that, the atmosphere is surprisingly pleasant. There was one reason why these girls had gathered.
"Big brother! You're handsome!"
"Kyaa~!"
"Can we take a picture? A picture?"
"Big brother, you're tall!"
"So handsome!"
"Can you give me your number? Your number!"
Kyaa, kyaa.
The female student army's excitement was rubbing off on me. In the midst of not knowing what to do, girls whose faces and names I didn't even know were clinging to me. Hugging me subtly, touching my chest, holding my hand…
It was clearly harassment. I should say something sharp.
"Oh, wait in line. We'll take pictures one by one."
"Kyaa~! Yes!!"
Did you see that? I controlled the female students with just a word. A facial genius doesn't need a hypnosis app.
'I'm being sucked dry…'
After taking pictures with the female students for their Dawnstar1 and going to my locker, 30 minutes had already passed. But then…
"Sang-hyuk… Oh. Hello…"
There was a dark-haired, well-endowed female student, known for her supreme skill in draining energy. She stood there. Far from being noisy, she was quite shy, willing to do anything I asked. Her hands clasped together, straightened posture, and her well-proportioned, prominent chest were indeed striking.
"…Hello. Hena."
"I…I too…"
"Do you want to take a picture too?"
She nods.
Well, if you look this good, you should play a public role too.
"Come closer."
"I don't know how to take pictures…"
"I'll teach you. Open the camera app here…"
I took shy Hena's height into account and snapped a picture. In the corner of the picture, her timid V-shaped fingers were noticeable.
"Huh? You didn't save my number?"
"I got this phone yesterday."
"Yesterday?"
She didn't have a smartphone until now; is her family strict? Without much thought, I input my number.
"This is my number."
"Can I contact you?"
"Of course."
Hena gazed back and forth between her smartphone screen and my face, looking delighted.
"Thank you. I'll make sure to contact you."
"I'd appreciate it if you take a picture of your boobs for me after a bath or something. "
"…"
"…Just kidding."
I shouldn't joke like this with Hena. Despite knowing it, I couldn't help but mention her noticeable bust.
"…Do you want me to take it?"
"Don't take it. If you mess up, your picture might get exposed on the internet."
Startled, Hena shivered like a pudding during an earthquake.
"So, what happens then…?"
"What do you think? Didn't you see me just now? Instead of female students, suspicious older men will gather for a fan handshake event."
"Ugh! I hate it…!"
"You hate it?"
"I only like Sang-hyuk."
"…"
Why is she singling me out? It's making me…flutter.
Hena shyly twisted her waist.
"Do I have to only show it to you?"
"No, I told you not to take the picture…"
"Oh. Among friends… it's not allowed."
Yeah, friends shouldn't do that.
If Hena were my girlfriend, I'd probably ask for suggestive selfies every day.
[Beep]
[Kim Sang-hyuk, D-Rank. Verification is complete]
Oh, my Student ID card has been unlocked. Inside my locker, there were plenty of high-quality men's magazines. Not particularly surprising. I'd be surprised if academic textbooks came out.
Underneath, there was…
[Penetration (Crimson) Activated]
[Hena's panties]
[Pink panties that Hena cherishes. Stolen before gym class.]
…It seems like I'm the bad guy who lured innocent Hena.
"Hena."
"Yeah?"
I called Hena as she was organizing her own locker.
"Here."
Hena blushed as she looked at the panties set I held out.
"Oh, uh…?"
"I'll give it back."
"…That."
"Don't say anything, just take it."
Hena quietly accepted the panties. It was an odd action for her to have taken it and then returned it with her own hands.
"…Did you use them?"
"Would I wear women's underwear?"
"That…"
Surely not. Did I use her underwear as a masturbator? It seemed like she was under suspicion of me rubbing my penis on her panties.
"I didn't use them."
"You took them but didn't use them? Why? Are these… too old-fashioned?"
I really didn't expect this Q&A to start suddenly. What do I know about stolen women's underwear being old-fashioned or not? I've never stolen a woman's panties in my life....
"Did I ever call you old-fashioned?"
"Uh-huh."
"When you wear them, it doesn't matter, it's not old-fashioned."
The mint-colored bra I saw yesterday is one of the memories I'll never forget in my life. If it wraps around those bursting breasts, no matter what it is, it's a luxury item.
"…"
Hena seemed slightly pleased. It was an uncle-like response, but it wasn't wrong. I calmly searched through my locker some more.
Is there anything problematic?
[Men's Magazine – SS No. 19]
[NTT], the visual representative of the legendary girl idol group, appears in a men's magazine with [Rizuna Mei] as the main feature. Surprisingly, it is rated for all ages.
'Rizuna Mei?'
The one who looks like the student council president?
Out of curiosity, I took a closer look and indeed, she looks like her with her silver hair and curvy figure.
'There's usually a cliché plot that they turn out to be the same person.'
Even considering photo editing, she doesn't seem to be the same person. Even with pink lenses, Rizuna Mei in the pictorial gives a girlfriend vibe with lots of cute acts.
'There are even student council president goodies.'
Tumblers, mouse pads, pillows. How am I going to get rid of them all?
I don't know if Kim Sang-hyuk came to the academy to study or to pursue his perverted hobbies.
'I understand his feelings.'
Isabella is really beautiful. The chances of a D-Rank nobody like me meeting her and getting along well are infinitely low. Just being good-looking is not enough to get along well with someone as pretty as her.
But it's a different story if you have an 'onahole' mentality. I laughed at the thought, finding it absurd even to myself.
Me? The student council president?
Isn't that even more ridiculous?
I have no intention of using 'Personality Excretion' for that kind of purpose.
No matter how much the goddess tempts me. Rather than engaging in such criminal behavior, it would be much more enjoyable to grow comfortably and gain recognition from the heroines.
The morning class was 'Scarecrow Measurement'.
I turned around and faced Hena sitting behind me.
"What is that?"
"It's attacking scarecrows to earn points."
"Points, huh…"
I thought to myself that this was an academy-esque event.
Back in the real world as well, there exists a mock exam where young students compete in subjects like Korean, English, and math with the goal of entering the top universities. Apart from the fact that the outcome varies depending on the points scored, it's pretty much the same thing.
Factoring the fun aspect, it seemed like imaginary numbers would be a lot more fun.
"Have you both been practicing?"
Yuuna suddenly approaches.
Since the class hasn't started yet, she borrows an empty chair and sits next to Hena's desk.
Isn't her seat quite far away?
"I just found out about it today."
"You should have marked it on the calendar. It's supposed to be reflected in the first semester evaluation."
It was a statement that could be expected from a model student.
Yuuna Nakamori smiles brightly at me. I feel a slight excitement.
…It's very refreshing for someone as pretty as her to approach me first, clearly wanting to be friends.
"Don't worry. Yuuna-sensei is here to teach you the tricks."
"Indeed. I trust Yuuna-sensei only."
"I… trust."
Hena mimics me.
Yuuna speaks with a satisfied smile.
"When hitting the scarecrow, it's important to distribute your stamina. Since the scarecrow has no resistance, it's easy to overpower them!"
"But isn't it right to use all your stamina?"
"You have to be careful because it's measured in different time intervals."
"Oh."
According to Yuuna, the scarecrow damage measurement is divided into 6 seconds, 30 seconds, and 2 minutes, followed by an overall evaluation.
At first, if you exert too much force, you'll run out of breath during the final 2-minute measurement.
Although I'm not sure if this applies to me, who only has attack skills like 'Personality Excretion' and 'Yaksha Charge'.
Even if I simply swing my fist, if I use all my strength and use my body without any gaps for 2 minutes, I need to be careful not to disrupt my breathing.
It becomes even more important especially if I use skills.
"That's helpful."
"Since Sang-hyuk cleared the dungeon yesterday and gained some strength, you might aim for a promotion to C-Rank in the next overall evaluation, right?"
"Isn't C-Rank the standard for second years?"
"Yeah. It's rare to be in D-Rank. But you, on the other hand, have grown so much… no one knows where your limit is!"
"Yeah. I'll grow up to be a hunter."
As soon as I finished speaking, Diheerite and his gang burst out laughing.
"Hahaha!"
"…."
Yuuna stared at them blankly.
"What's so funny?"
"Well, they're both talking nonsense. Anyone can be a hunter."
This guy, Diheerite Ade. He had an earring on one ear and a drooping expression. His mouth was twisted in a sneer aimed at me for some reason. Even now, I didn't really want to associate with him. If it were the old me2, I would have been scared to even make eye contact with him, with his rolled-up sleeves and tattoos.
Honestly, I didn't want to be associated with him now either.
"What's with Sang-hyuk? Is he talented?"
"The talent of collecting onaholes!"
Diheerite and his gang chuckled.
"He's probably the best at playing with himself alone. Haha."
"Ha ha ha."
"Are you really planning to become the Onahole Princess and marry me, Yuuna?"
"…."
Due to the colorful teasing, Yuuna's cheeks turned red. She had no way of winning arguments with words when it came to onaholes and my vulgar talent.
"Kim Sang-hyuk. You should drop out and find a job in a workshop."
Diheerite approached me and put his hand on my shoulder.
"The defeated hunters who need your onaholes will line up."
I brushed off Diheerite's hand.
"Oh? Even the Onahole Collector resists when stepped on?"
"Don't touch me."
With my words, the atmosphere in the classroom became tense, as if a fight was about to break out.
"I don't have many clothes, so I can't afford to get dirty."
"Yeah, well…"
Diheerite tapped my shoulder with his hand.
"Before dropping out, I should at least get my score. If I get a two-digit score, I'll go home and ask my mom."
"Heh heh heh."
Score… So that's all that matters in the end. I'll try to get a high score this time.
A little while later, in the indoor training ground.
The fate-defining scarecrow measurement began.
Take this!
"Personality Excretion Smash!!!"
My ultimate move roared out.
(End of Chapter 15)
Social media app, similar to Instagram.
Sang-hyuk from real life before transmigrated.