Chapter 17: The Most Heinous Villain in History: Onahole Man [R-18]

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That same morning.

The airport was swarming with reporters, all because of a single woman who had just set foot on Korean soil.

Master Seridwen Evelyn.

Today was the day she returned to Korea after a six-month dive overseas.

“Congratulations on your safe return!”

“What are your plans for your next mission, Ms. Seridwen!”

“Ah, I came here to rest. To rest.”

Seridwen was a rare hunter, more famous than most heroes. After all, she was an SS-rank hunter of Korean nationality who had been granted the title of ‘Master’ by the World Hunter Association.

She was also a lovely black-haired beauty who had once graced the cover of the world’s largest weekly, O-gok Magazine.

As a hunter tasked with traveling to all sorts of countries to rip terrifying monsters to shreds, her gaze carried an intimidating pressure that most people couldn’t even meet.

The net worth of this black-haired, red-eyed beauty was estimated to be over two trillion won in old-world currency. She was, for all intents and purposes, a walking mid-sized corporation.

The Korean government had been accommodating her for the past four years to ensure she didn’t leave, a period that coincided with when she had first entered the academy and awakened her Talent.

In any case, the hunter, beautifully dressed in a burgundy one-piece, showed no intention of even cracking a small smile for the camera lenses.

“How was the magical beast subjugation? You were spotted on satellite emerging from the last observed gravity wave in France.”

“Same as always. Those who were meant to die, died. Those who were meant to live, lived.”

“Kyaaa! Unni!”

There were even fans at the airport who had come just to see Seridwen.

Did they even hear what I just said?

Dealing with reporters and fans was exhausting for Evelyn.

It wasn’t just because she was called by cringey nicknames like “The Red-Eyed Empress.”

It was because she believed that trying to act cute for the public was something only half-assed heroes did.

In reality, however, everything she wore—from her beautiful clothes and earrings to her shoes—was sponsored.

With the high value that came with being an SS-rank hunter, she wasn’t free from social responsibility.

“Shall we head to the hotel?”

After pushing through the fans with the help of a security barricade, Evelyn got into a waiting car.

She thought for a moment before speaking.

“Just drop me off in front of the academy.”

“Understood.”

Essol Academy was Evelyn’s alma mater.

As soon as she became an SS-rank hunter, she was invited to be a visiting professor and would occasionally give lectures.

She even had her own office at the academy.

“That’s a little better.”

Knock, knock.

“Come in.”

“Seonbaenim. I knew you’d be here. I just saw the news article about your arrival.”

Dale Hardnet.

Her junior hunter spoke as if he had expected it.

“Let’s go get some kimchi stew after I unpack my things.”

“You’re looking for kimchi as soon as you arrive?”

“Do you have any idea how much you miss kimchi when you’re abroad?”

“I do. I’m an S-rank hunter now, too. But I can’t today. I was called in for the assessments.”

The scarecrow assessment might seem trivial, but it was a mandatory metric for evaluating students.

Because of that, there were plenty of attempts by students to cheat, which was why an S-rank or higher hunter was required to be present to prevent such dirty tricks.

As a former student council president, there was no way she didn’t know that.

“…”

“There’s nothing I can do, even if you glare at me like that.”

“Is there anyone as useful as Isabella?”

“Well, I’m not sure. This is my first time, since I was just called in as a guest.”

“You’re working hard~.”

Dale stared intently at his senior.

“Weren’t you the one who had it much harder, Seonbaenim? Subjugating an S-rank magical beast in a foreign land.”

“But I’m off the clock now.”

“…”

“Have fun~.”

“Don’t wait for me. It’ll probably be dark by the time it’s over.”

“I won’t. I was just planning to see Isabella’s face during lunch before I go.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

After Dale finished his business and left the room, an awkward silence hung in the air.

Should I go watch the scarecrow tests, too?

She considered it for a moment, then gave up on the idea.

As she decided to enjoy the long-awaited tranquility, she even felt inclined to sit at her desk.

A lot of time had passed, but the memories she’d made at the academy were still her precious treasures.

She still kept in touch with her colleagues from back then, though there had been a few rivals she couldn’t stand.

To Evelyn, this place was her real ‘home.’

There were no magical beasts or dungeons in Korea that could threaten her, so she could rest easy.

Just as she was about to take a pleasant nap…

—Personality Excretion Smash!!!

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She felt like she’d heard an unfamiliar man’s battle cry from somewhere.

WHACK!!

“Nnghok!?”

Evelyn’s waist arched as if she’d been hit by an electric shock.

A tremendous impact.

Was it a physical blow? Before she even had time to consider it, her consciousness was completely stolen away.

She had never experienced anything like this before.

Even if her arm were severed right in front of her, even if her heart were being ripped out, she was cool-headed enough to respond.

But this single blow made her tremble.

Completely defenseless… I-I was hit…!

It took her 0.13 seconds to switch her mindset to a combat-ready state.

In that time, Evelyn had formulated nine different strategies, but the means of the enemy’s attack remained unknown.

Evelyn’s mind raced.

It can’t be a magical beast. This is a villain. Did they use an ability to target me? Knowing that I would be coming to the academy?

[Searching for hostile entities within the entirety of Seoul.]
[Full scan complete in 2 seconds.]
[Search result: None.]

Impossible.

No enemies within a 605.2 km² radius? Could someone launch such a deadly attack with zero risk?

It was beyond imagination.

Just as she thought she was being targeted by the worst villain imaginable…

Personality Excretion One-Two.

“Nngh!? Nnghuk!”

Humiliatingly, the SS-rank hunter could do nothing but slam her forehead on the desk, clutch her stomach with her arms, and tremble.

The damage the enemy’s attack inflicted was… similar to the urge to relieve oneself, the feeling of needing to empty her bowels.

A powerful enemy. To think they’d retaliate immediately just because I used my mana for detection…!

This was a clear warning…

It meant they wouldn’t go easy on her if she tried to find their location!

It’s definitely a villain!

And they’re watching me right now!

In reality, Kim Sang-hyeok, the one who had inflicted this sense of impending excretion upon Evelyn, was just mindlessly hitting a scarecrow.

He had never intended to target Evelyn for even a moment.

In the original Onahole Academy, the protagonist could only attempt to conquer Evelyn in the latter half of the scenario.

Before that, there was an immense power gap, and the game was designed so that if you took the villain route, you couldn’t even get near her.

However.

『Personality Excretion』 had created an event that should never have existed in Onahole Academy.

A small mana scarecrow she had left behind during her time on the student council had become a conduit, channeling the ‘Personality Excretion’ attack.

This was a feature of Personality Excretion that even its user, Kim Sang-hyeok, was unaware of.

For example, what happens if you use Personality Excretion on an enemy’s artifact that doesn’t reveal the main body, like a summoned creature or a medium?

The Personality Excretion is “transmitted” to the main body.

If Kim Sang-hyeok had ever fought a summoner, he would have naturally discovered this fact.

But reality, instead of following any logical process, was now testing a woman’s dignity through a hilarious event born from 70% chance and 30% depravity.

In other words, Evelyn felt like she was about to shit herself.

Shit out her own precious, noble personality.

But what in the world is this attack? This perverted villain… The sweat won’t stop…

She had always been quite confident in her endurance, but as of today, that was canceled.

Evelyn was losing her mind, overwhelmed by a sensation she had never experienced before.

Nearly ten seconds had passed since the last blow, yet she couldn’t even lift her butt off the chair.

This isn’t a level I can just… endure!

The intuition of an SS-rank hunter was screaming at her.

This was not the kind of attack one could simply withstand and overcome.

The one in control was an opponent whose face she didn’t even know.

A dizzying sensation, the feeling that she was about to discharge something fundamentally important that she must not give up as a human being, coursed up her spine with every passing moment.

“What do you want… Tell me!”

First, she had to see her opponent. The moment she thought that…

The ‘30-second interval’ began.

Kim Sang-hyeok’s first choice was a ruthless, inhuman attack, powered by the acceleration of his Asura Charge.

—Personality Excretion Dropkick!!!

“Oooohk!!”

Evelyn let out a low, animalistic gasp, at a complete loss.

I’m sure of it. This villain…! They’re filled with malice toward humanity…

She couldn’t expect even a shred of mercy.

Evelyn felt her spirit about to break before a villain whose face she didn’t even know. It was a weak side of herself she couldn’t have imagined until recently.

That was how terrifying this villain was.

The worst… To think I’d be taken down by an enemy like this… in the middle of the academy…

Her consciousness fading after the Personality Excretion Dropkick, she forced her eyes open again.

“No. Get a grip, Evelyn…”

She still couldn’t figure out the villain’s intentions, but if she broke here, who would be next?

The answer was all too obvious.

Isabella. Please notice… I have to escape first… This villain is… so ruthless it’s hard to believe they’re even human.

The words wouldn’t come out.

As Evelyn barely clung to consciousness, the merciless barrage of Personality Excretion rained down on her during the 30-second interval.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack…!!

“Nng! Nnghk! Hh, ah… Aht…!!”

Clenching her thighs tightly together, Evelyn let out short gasps, constantly resisting the feeling that she was about to excrete something.

Don’t let your guard down…!!

She clenched her ass cheeks and endured.

Sweat poured down Evelyn’s face like rain as she panted. It was proof that her body was instinctively using an enormous amount of energy to stop the Personality Excretion.

I don’t know what’s happening to my body… but I feel like I absolutely cannot allow it…

WHACK!!

“Hnnggghhh…♡”

The moment the 30-second interval ended, Evelyn blew out a hot breath through her nose.

After somehow enduring the insane urge to excrete, her entire body felt like it had been cooked hot from a full-sprint run, melting over the back of the chair.

Her breathing was ragged, but she couldn’t calm down.

Without realizing it, she opened her thighs and her hand fumbled for the soft skin inside.

Her breasts had also become sensitive to an unprecedented degree. Just a slight brush against her nipple sent a wave of bliss through her mind.

Why do I feel like this…

The act of excretion itself certainly has a pleasurable component for humans.

Just as a man suffers from the desire to ejaculate and becomes a sage after releasing it, excretion signifies ‘release.’

The closer she got to that ‘release,’ the longer she endured, the more her body yearned for it, becoming aroused.

Evelyn’s body was heating up from resisting the excretion of her personality—in a way, the ultimate release.

She was getting desperate.

Even knowing that some heinous villain was watching her from somewhere, Evelyn was becoming shamefully drenched in sexual arousal.

Her eyes were defiantly raised, as if to say, “I haven’t completely submitted yet,” but she couldn’t stop the hand that had begun to caress her.

“Kh, khht. Are you satisfied now? Why don’t you… come out already…”

Fiddle, fiddle.

“Hahk… Hnngh… Dammit…”

I look like a completely defeated bitch.

Seridwen was so embarrassed her ears turned bright red. This was the first time she had ever experienced something like this…

Pushed to the brink of ‘Personality Excretion,’ every last root of her latent libido had been exposed, and she had become a bitch in heat, practically screaming ‘free use’ to anyone watching.

“Hahk… Hahk… Nngh… Hnngh…”

Evelyn felt dizzy as she reached a vaginal orgasm.

She didn’t have the confidence to endure it if that came again at a moment like this.

It’s okay. Recompose yourself and counterattack… There’s no way they can use an attack of this magnitude so many times.

That must have been the last of it. It had to be.

Her eyes glazed over, drool trickling from her lips in a daze of defeat, as if her very human dignity was about to abandon her body.

“I… I won’t lose… to something like this…!”

The 2-minute interval began.

「Breathless Personality Excretion」 descended mercilessly upon the masturbating Evelyn.

“Nnghoooohhht!!?”

A storm of formless blows rained down on her.

Lying on the chair back as if it were a bed, legs spread, she was exposed to the Personality Excretion with a helpless expression on her face.

Thwackthwackthwackthwackthwack…!!

“Oh! Oooohk! Oh, oohk, no… I’m gonna… I’m gonna let it out… Oh, ohoh, I don’t know what it is… but I’m letting it out… I’m letting it out… I’m letting it all out…”

Evelyn’s eyes began to roll back.

She was in no state to care about the minimum dignity and decorum a human should possess.

Even excreting something the body absolutely had to get rid of, like feces or urine, required immense mental focus.

So what if the thing being excreted was her precious personality?

What if the lovely, black-haired, red-eyed lady’s precious personality was being discharged through her asshole…?

“Oh, oooohh… ohooooh… let it out… let out the thing I’m not supposed to let out…”

Pffft, pffffffffft.

Pursing her lips into a small circle and exhaling hot breaths, Evelyn accepted her true defeat.

Spreading her legs on the chair, she excreted the 「Personality Jelly」.

It looked, quite literally, like jelly.

Though it was being discharged from her asshole, it didn’t give off a dirty impression. The moisture on the jelly’s surface was just a bit of sweat seeping from her flushed, pink asshole. It almost looked as if someone had been playing with a slime they’d stuck up their ass and it had just popped out.

But it wasn’t a toy.

It was, without a doubt, her personality.

Huh?

Evelyn’s personality—the Pink Jelly—spilled onto the floor and looked up.

There was her own body, legs wide open, asshole gaping, panting heavily.

Wh-what happened…? My body…? An out-of-body experience?

Boing. Boing.

She tried to jump, but she couldn’t move in the direction she wanted.

The Pink Jelly was personality itself. It was different from the limbs we move so easily by sending electrical signals.

Even the battle-hardened Evelyn panicked at the sight of her own body.

In her uncontrollable Personality Jelly state, she bumped into things here and there before being flung outside.

[Personality Abrasion -1%]

Ouch, that hurts!!!

Just a slight scrape on the floor was so painful it brought tears to her eyes.

She was reminded anew of just how defenseless she was.

It hurts. It hurts… It really hurts so much.

No tears came out.

She had lost her body without even being able to put up a proper fight, and she herself had been spewed out like some kind of dreg.

Evelyn was tasting a truly terrible powerlessness.

My body… Give me back my body…

Had the room always been this cold?

The Pink Jelly, what was left of her personality, shivered.

I feel like I’m going to die… I’ve only been in this state for about 30 seconds and I feel like I’m going to die…

No, even if she wanted to die, could she?

Evelyn was thrown into the extreme powerlessness that only a victim of 「Personality Excretion」 could feel.

The 「Personality Jelly」 lacked the strength to endure even a normal environment.

To put it in perspective, her current state was like being thrown naked into the middle of the Arctic.

If left like this, it was only a matter of time before her personality collapsed. There was no need to even torment her.

Just then.

Evelyn’s phone slipped out of her pocket and rolled across the floor.

That’s it. I have to call for reinforcements!

Just to crawl two centimeters in the desired direction required thousands of trials and errors.

The distance to the smartphone was about 40 centimeters.

For the Pink Jelly Evelyn, it was a hellish journey.

But what was even more terrifying was not knowing what that heinous villain would do next.

Her colleagues and the juniors at her alma mater were in danger.

Enduring the pain of her personality abrading away, Evelyn pushed forward.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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