Ero Academy

"Ugh! Lunchtime has already passed."

Having left the dungeon, Yuuna stretched out.

"Henna, let's head to the showers before afternoon classes begin."

"Alright."

Kushina had already crawled into the Onahole.

"What about Sang-hyuk?"

"Well…"

[Student Council President]

Come to the dojo.

[Student Council President]

I'll give you 10 minutes.

"I need to go. To the President's side."

"I envy you. Having the authority to call Sang-hyuk."

"What would you do if you had that authority?"

"Well…"

Yuuna's lovely lips seemed to be beckoning for another kiss.

I must restrain myself within the academy. Yes.

"Darling, give me your hand."

"…Hand?"

With a gentle touch,

Yuuna secretly kissed my palm.

"Stay strong. No matter what the Student Council President says, don't be disheartened."

The Onahole status, which supposedly gives men energy, crossed my mind.

So that's what it meant.

It felt different from receiving a morning greeting from Serena.

"Sang-hyuk…"

"Yes?"

Henna, who seemed hesitant to speak, handed me an item.

[Shigarami Large Object Type]

[The world's thinnest 0.01mm condom] Made of polyurethane material with high thermal conductivity and no skin rejection, it transfers body heat directly.

"When you want to use it... um, you know, right?"

"…I know."

This side was the perverted body that devoured a man's essence.

I love both of them.

*

The chairman had arrived at the dojo first.

Her silver hair was tied up, and her breasts were still daringly half-exposed, with only nipple patches covering them. Yet she carried herself with confidence, as if she didn't think of herself as provocative at all.

"You're right on time."

"I ran here as soon as I saw you."

"Get changed and come out."

Today, there was an opening in my locker that I hadn't seen before.

After feeling a slight shock at not being surprised to find an onahole suddenly appearing in my daily life, I picked it up.

[An Ordinary Onahole]

The onahole sold in the market. [It's'sptimized for an erect penis of about 13cm, so it's too small for me to use.]

On top of it, there was a piece of pink letter paper.

"To Kim Sang-hyuk, the onahole collector,"

"I'm a fan. I courageously purchased this Onahole. Please accept it."

"…."

A fan…?

I'd appreciate the tribute, but this is a bit...

I changed and came out, and Isabelle looked at me strangely.

"What's with your expression?"

"There was an onahole in my locker."

"Ha!"

….

Isabelle. You're laughing now, aren't you?

Trying to hide it, you turn your head and cover your face with your hands!

Did you laugh at the fact that an onahole appeared in my locker?

"Is it that funny? Madam President?"

Tracking down the president who turns around, trying not to get caught laughing,

I spin around with her.

"Is it amusing that Hero Onahole Man receives cheers through an Onahole? Madam President!"

"Pff, hehe…."

"Why don't you just laugh heartily? Receiving an Onahole tribute—it's fitting for Onahole Man, isn't it?!"

"Chuckle…."

Truly.

Yet, seeing Isabella smile lifted my spirits as well.

"Today, I'll be quite different, Chairman."

"Before that, there's something I want to confirm."

"Yes?"

"Yesterday, did I say something strange? or rather, did I do something odd?"

"Onahole Mae Ann♡"

It crossed my mind.

I had never imagined that Isabella could utter such endearing words with such a lovely voice.

Is that all that comes to mind?

Isabella is pressing her buttocks against me in the limousine.

My bold statement was that I needed to be managed because I possessed the temperament of a rapacious hero.

I remember it all.

Isabella likely remembers everything too, as she wasn't drunk enough to black out.

"You had an unpleasant experience because of me. I apologize."

"Huh?"

"I can say I'm your superior, yet I got drunk and even sexually harassed you... I'm reflecting on my actions."

"It wasn't unpleasant."

I candidly expressed my feelings.

When our bodies came together, we undoubtedly held affection for one another.

Now that you're offended, did you think I'd argue in such a way?

"Well, in that case, I'm relieved."

'It seems like the right time to talk about Kushina.'

"Mr. Chairman, I have something to tell you as well."

"What is it?"

"What happens if we don't send the villain we caught yesterday to the correctional headquarters?"

"An investigation will be carried out by the Department of Corrections."

"...."

Kushina, I'm sorry.

I cannot keep you with us, even if it means breaking the peace in our household.

"Anyone who protects a villain or provides them shelter faces life imprisonment or imprisonment for eight years or more."

"Haha."

"Is it a difficult situation for you?"

Isabella looked up at me intently.

"Actually, it is a bit."

"Are you reluctant to return the excreted jelly? That's understandable."

"…Yes?"

Oh?

From the chairman's perspective, one could think like that.

"Engaging in intimacy with someone who has no feelings for you... must be painful, right?"

"...."

It's an unexpected point of view.

I've already happily concluded the act of returning the jelly.

My insides felt flushed.

Although it wasn't Isabella's intention,

It felt like a harsh whip lashing against me, who had recently begun to coexist with vulgarity.

"You wanted flawless execution. I apologize."

"It's fine. I also have more experience sending villains to hospitals than to the corrections headquarters."

"…"

This was a chilling remark.

"Instead, the villain's masterpiece... In Kushina's case, it's that bikini. All you have to do is retrieve it and send it."

"Was that the main objective?"

"It must have been enhanced with the Demonic River circulating in the black market. Most of the villain's equipment is like that. Recover only that, and if the villain does not reappear in society, it will count as your accomplishment."

"…"

What a truly unforgiving society for villains!

Was I allowed to have Kushina?

"It's strange for me, the head of the correction department, to say this, but there are people in the world who cannot be rehabilitated."

"Would Kushina have been among them?"

"I don't know. But even after a year of reformation, I had the lingering feeling that Kushina would become a villain again."

"Why?"

"It seemed as if she was hoping for someone to chastise her while driving herself into a disastrous situation."

Could that really be the case?

I can't be certain of Kushina's innermost thoughts.

But when I see her smiling face within the dungeon...

Ultimately, what she needed might have been a friend and companion who would stand by her, even if she possessed a penchant for exhibitionism.

even if it's wrapped in such poetic words.

I was the one who ended her ordeal by violating her and taking the position of her master.

Inevitably, there must be some responsibility I need to bear.

For now…

The bikini is confiscated.

"To live in a state of powerlessness, only able to watch one's own body crumble, can be considered a fitting end for a villain."

"Then I will take Kushina with me. I am an onahole collector, so there are things I wish to study as well.

As I already use Kushina as my personal weapon,

I should lay the groundwork for any future interactions.

"Understood. Anything more to say?"

"Nothing. I ask for many stamps again today."

"It won't be easy, you know?"

"But I have changed, haven't I?"

The chairman immediately cast me out.

"Ugh!"

I crumpled to the floor, rolling in pain.

I was so shocked that I couldn't even brace myself for the fall.

[You have learned from Isabella.]

Your combat skill level has increased.

…

"You've truly improved. I didn't expect you to react like that."

"You're not being sarcastic, are you?"

"No, I'm genuinely surprised. When did your stats increase like that?"

"I negotiated with the demonic merchant."

Ugh…

The spot where I was injured in the dungeon today is unbearably painful.

I feel dizzy.

"Kim Sang-hyuk? Kim Sang-hyuk!"

Having further aggravated my injury, I promptly passed out.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the infirmary.

The familiar scent of disinfectant that one encounters at hospitals tickled my nostrils.

"…Mmm…"

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?"

"Ah, I thought I was fine."

Now that I think about it...

The saint from the other world had healed worse injuries for me, so I assumed it was best to simply leave it be.

Perhaps she was preoccupied with tending to Aera, for the healing magic didn't manifest this time.

"…Sigh."

Isabella, the student council president, sat beside me and exhaled a breath of relief.

Isabella is worried about me.

A great deal seems to have changed.

"Worrying me…"

"…"

"No training today. Take a break."

"What about activities? I need to collect a stamp."

"I said to rest. Now?"

"Y-yes…"

Isabella watches over my sick bed.

… It was an odd sensation.

"I've taken the necessary measures. You'll feel better after a few hours of rest and an infusion."

Ugh.

No wonder my wrist felt slightly uncomfortable; there's an IV needle in it.

Suddenly, I feel rather constrained.

"I'll count it as class time, so don't fret."

"You're doing quite well in various aspects."

Is it because I'm a student of interest?

Or is Isabella also interested in me?

Our eyes met briefly, but I couldn't decipher any emotions from Isabella's lake-blue eyes.

"You're no longer the academy's disgrace... You're not the Kim Sang-hyuk of old."

"The hero of justice, Onahole Man."

"Also, this week, you became a squad member who ranked in the top ten of the second year."

"Oh, did you see?"

"I saw. You worked hard."

So, it seems I am indeed more than just a student of interest.

We had eaten and drunk together, yet our relationship hadn't progressed any further. It was strange.

'Should I test it?'

"Please give me some water, Mr. Chairman."

"Do you not have legs?"

"I still feel a bit dizzy."

Isabella let out a deep sigh before handing me the water.

"Drink up."

"Gulp, gulp…"

Ah, that's nice. The chairman, who hadn't been so caring before, was taking care of me now.

"Thank you."

"Now lie down and get some rest."

Isabella removed her coat and sat in a chair. Oh my… Her riding attire seemed to be missing something on the side near her armpit.

Catching a glimpse of Isabella's exposed side breast, I felt my cock begin to harden. Actually, it was already halfway there. I observed the profile of the student council president as she coolly read her book.

She's beautiful. When she's in her fighter mode, she has a cool and pretty aura. And now, with her straight hair flowing freely and exuding an aristocratic air, she's perfect.

"What else?"

Our eyes met, as if she sensed my gaze. Her furrowed brows, seemingly annoyed, were a sight to behold.

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Go and come back."

"Please help me up."

"Are you a baby? You."

"Ugh, it hurts where the student council president threw me."

Isabel closed the book nervously and supported me.

Oh…

I like how her chest lightly touches mine.

"I should be able to manage on my own for a day."

"If I can't, will you help me?"

"I'll break your spine cleanly, so you'll have no choice but to let me help."

"…"

I'll take care of things on my own for a day.

After washing my hands, the president supported me again.

While lying down on the bed...

I felt like I was going crazy because of the delightful scent coming from the president.

"It smells like flowers."

"There are no flowers here. We're in the infirmary."

"It's coming from Isabel."

"…"

Startled, Isabel backed away, as if pushing me off.

"Don't go smelling things."

"It's a lovely scent. Is it perfume?"

Isabel didn't answer.

I should stop teasing her. If I push any further, I'll be in trouble.

'Yawn.'

I closed my eyes for a moment.

I fell asleep, and when I woke up...

My cock was erect without any resistance.

'…Why is this happening?'

There's no apparent reason for my erection.

In truth, merely by being in the same space as Isabella, the risk of arousal was ever-present.

The experience of involuntary physical changes like this is somewhat embarrassing.

"What are you doing?"

"It's a physiological phenomenon."

For a brief moment, I entertain such a fantasy.

The fantasy of Isabella pleasuring me with her hand.

"I'll take care of you, so just stay still. This is a necessary action, even if it's just to extract your rapist's semen."

"Hmph. You've gotten so hard... Was my feminine scent that enticing? Answer me."

Ah, yes…

It suits the situation perfectly!

"It's unbelievable. You get erect every eight minutes, even while sleeping."

"Is that a sign of good health?"

"The male body is just as inefficient as the female body."

"But you were watching it all? While timing it?"

"…"

Isabella is taken aback.

"Are you curious about the male body?"

"Any further questions will be considered sexual harassment."

"…"

She was observing my erect cock all this time!

However, asking for something like "please give me a handjob" would definitely be crossing the line.

"You did an excellent job. I wish I could receive a stamp. What a pity."

"There's no stamp for you, who simply lies down with an erection."

"…"

How lewd.

Why does it feel so provocative when I have no intention of it being so?

"Since you seem needlessly healthy, you may go now."

"Ugh! My shoulders!"

"You injured your back. Be prepared; I'll properly massage it tomorrow."

"…"

"What's your answer?"

"Yes!"

The chairman straightens his back, retrieves his folded coat, and drapes it over himself.

"When I call for you, I won't accept you coming injured."

"Yes."

Isabella leaves the infirmary.

Feeling more relaxed, I turn on my smartphone out of boredom while finishing the IV drip.

'Ah, that's right.'

I earned money.

I need to transfer some to my younger sister. This time, I'll send it before I forget.

'Who manages the money? And?'

Is it Serena?

However, even if I gave it to Serena, it would be better to go through Stella.

Simply because I want to show off.

They'll be surprised, won't they?

[Kim Sang-hyuk]

Kim Sang-hyuk has transferred 300,000 coins.

[Stella]

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