The setting sun dyed the horizon red, casting a shadow over the buildings, playground, woods, and atrium. Students had left in droves, leaving the entire school seemingly deserted.

The last vestige of sunlight poured through the window, illuminating the neatly arranged desks and chairs in the empty classroom. Only one young boy sat by the window, his chin resting on his hands, motionless as he stared out at the sunset, lost in thought.

It was already dusk, yet he showed no intention of leaving.

Crash!

The sound of the classroom door opening drew his attention. He turned to see a girl in a skirt uniform walk in. Mike didn't flinch.

"Are you... Mike?"

The beautiful girl recognized the boy from her class and handed him a piece of paper. "Hello, is this letter for me? Do you need to see me for something?"

"Miss Qianli," the boy's expressionless face suddenly flashed a strange expression, a mix of evil, indifference, and menace, before returning to its usual calm. "Yes, I do need to see you."

Was it a confession? The beautiful girl named Qianli had already prepared her rejection speech.

Silence.

In the quiet dusk and empty classroom, Qianli looked at him in confusion. What was going on? Why wasn't he speaking? Did he expect her to reject him first?

Unaware of her thoughts, Mike calmly stood up from his chair and walked towards her, his footsteps clear and steady.

He stared at her intently.

Mike had always believed that the three essentials of hentai - hypnotism, time stoppage, and large breasts - were overkill against these female leads. Of course, the last one could be left aside for now, but the first two were merely overkill.

Mike thought that apart from those in special professions, there were no easier women to handle than the female leads in hentai.

All you had to do was grab their arms, use force, and press up against them. They would basically give up resisting and let you do as you pleased. It was as simple as that. Like this -

Suddenly, Mike reached out and grabbed Qianli's arm, while his other hand landed precisely on her chest, cupping her ample E-cup breasts, soft, warm, and bouncy.

"Ah! Mike, what are you doing? Stop it!" Qianli jerked in surprise, trying to挣扎.

Mike almost lost his grip on her, but in terms of stats, he didn't have much of an advantage.

Wait, no, you're a female lead in hentai. Why are you struggling? Recognize your place!

Mike checked Qianli's status panel with his ability [Observation]. He was a little embarrassed to see her stats. It didn't matter, though. If forcing her didn't work, he would just use his second move - threatening.

It usually worked on 90% of the female leads in hentai.

"Miss Qianli, I heard you have a crush on someone?" Mike sneered. "You don't want those photos to get into his hands, do you? So be quiet if you don't want any trouble."

"Let me go - Senior Youren will definitely help me if he knows!" The girl's resistance didn't stop.

Ah, so even the female leads in hentai weren't as pathetic as he thought. Even so, it didn't change the fact that these women were just sex objects.

Mike had never intended to fall in love with these women, so when he learned that he had been transported to this world, he decided to be the villain.

He returned to his expressionless face and let go of the girl.

Qianli was surprised that he had actually let her go. She was just about to speak when she met Mike's gaze and felt an invisible force spreading throughout her body.

She was horrified to discover that she couldn't move...

What is this? Why can't I even speak...

"In the end, I had to use my ability," Mike stared at her expressionlessly, his cold gaze making the girl tremble with fear. "But it doesn't matter. The outcome was already destined from the moment you stepped into this classroom, Miss Qianli."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Or perhaps it was destined from the moment I arrived here."

What? What was he talking about? It was completely incomprehensible! She couldn't move, had he drugged her or something? But, but... Qianli's forehead beaded with sweat, and her pretty face turned pale.

Fear and terror spread throughout