Chapter 37: 6 Seconds to Humiliating Breastfeeding Play with Her Royal Tits [R-18]

“What are you staring at?”

The Student Council President’s suspicious glare was like a splash of cold water, snapping me back to my senses.

“I have a girlfriend, President.”

First strike wins!

I had to attack before she could suspect me!

“Hah?”

“It’s problematic for me if you try to seduce me like this.”

“Don’t say such disgusting things.”

Really?

After showing off her chest so blatantly, she really thinks it wasn’t a seduction?

“Your chest exposure, it’s…”

“I’m wearing nipple patches. The important parts are covered, so you can’t see anything.”

“…No… that’s not the issue…”

Your entire chest is important.

And if we’re really going to pick and choose important parts, isn’t every inch of Isabella important, from head to toe?

This is driving me crazy.

“So, what are we doing now?”

“You will spar with me.”

“…Why?”

“If I take a D-rank like you to an active Hero site, you’ll obviously just get seriously hurt.”

…Just as I expected.

“Don’t worry. If you show me you’re trying hard, it’s not like I can’t give you the stamp.”

“I thought you’d be a bit harsher.”

“I won’t refuse to give you a stamp just because I dislike you. Just make sure you meet the standards I’ve set.”

“So you do dislike me.”

Isabella scoffed.

“What, did you think I liked you?”

“But you don’t find me completely repulsive, do you?”

“Don’t push your luck.”

So trying to win her over with my face won’t work?

The Student Council President heroine really does have a thick shield.

“I don’t judge people by their appearance. I look at your conduct, and through that, the inner self it reveals.”

Inner self, huh…

Such idealistic words…

“So what’s my inner self like?”

“It’s changed. Something has. I normally don’t bother with hopeless cases, but I think there’s a chance you could change for the better.”

“So you’re trying to reform me.”

“Correct.”

To me, it sounded like there was no soul in her words.

She claims Personality Excretion is dangerous, so she takes me away, only to have me do things like ‘build a righteous mind through exercise’ or ‘earn points through volunteer work.’ If this is just hero work without any sense of duty…

Can that really change someone?

If I were originally an evil person, could I have been changed by that?

I’m not a perfectly good person myself. I can be a coward when it suits me, and I do plenty of things I’ll regret later.

However.

I didn’t dislike the President’s upright attitude.

What would it have been like if someone like her was my girlfriend? Would it have been a huge pain?

Surprisingly, it might not have been so bad.

People who are strict with themselves and others tend to have clear standards, after all.

“First, I will assess your skills.”

“Yes.”

“Come at me.”

Oh, dear. What if I accidentally end up savoring the President’s soft skin?

That thought lasted only a moment before my body was slammed onto the sturdy wooden floor.

“Nngh!!”

I can’t… I can’t breathe!

“Stop being a baby and get up.”

“Kh, khh…”

[You are receiving Isabella, the Student Council President’s, instruction.]
[You have acquired 『Fighting Technique』.]

The skill to inject a skill into me with a single blow. I’m truly amazed, President…

Growing stronger is nice, but I was slammed onto my back and now I can’t breathe.

Right. In this world, weight class and all that…

It was a world where it was no big deal for a woman to be stronger than a man if she raised her stats.

I was having lewd fantasies about getting to rub my body against the pretty and delicate Student Council President.

And I got properly schooled…

I’ll come at her seriously this time, too.

“Haat!”

“Are you really D-rank? You’re better than I thought.”

“Uwaah!”

The President spoke as she tossed me aside without even looking.

She’s so fucking strong…

Is this the fighting technique of an S-rank Hero?

“Did you recently have a chance to raise your level significantly? What happened?”

“…I bought it from a demon merchant. I came across a good opportunity.”

“Hmm.”

For the first time, Isabella offered a favorable smile.

“I like your honesty.”

Of course. If a student who was D-rank in the comprehensive evaluation just a few days ago claimed his stats jumped by over 50 because he leveled up, anyone would know it was a lie.

What was truly amazing was the President, who saw through everything after just a brief exchange of blows.

[You are receiving Isabella’s instruction.]
[The rank of 『Fighting Technique』 has increased.]

…I’ve only been training with her for a short time, but the skill’s rank keeps rising.

“Is it strange?”

“…Ah. A little. I was just wondering if it’s normally this easy to learn.”

“Of course not. I’m giving you a special lesson.”

…The President’s special lesson, just for me.

“I have a girlfriend, President.”

“I’ll reset that rotten brain of yours.”

“Aaargh!”

Whoosh!

Once again, I spun spectacularly through the air before crashing down.

I don’t know if my fighting technique improved, but I mastered break-falls within an hour.

Just as I was getting enough composure to spot the President’s pretty face while flying through the air, she looked at me panting and provoked me.

“The sun will be setting soon, and you’ve gained nothing.”

“That’s because… you’re too strong, President…”

“Do you not care if you go home empty-handed, without a single stamp?”

“…No.”

I can’t let that happen.

“You’ve made a girlfriend, and you seem to be enjoying your school life. It’s good to see. If you weren’t the sole blemish on this academy, I would have cheered you on.”

“The sole blemish…”

I heard that on my first day of school, too.

“Are you even planning to do this properly? If you want to erase all your old demerits and remain at this academy with honor, you should be coming at me with more grit!”

Isabella’s roar snapped me to attention.

You want me to get serious?

“This isn’t fair.”

“For the record, I’m holding back plenty.”

“That’s not it. It’s that I have a girlfriend, you’re a woman, and my powers are… lewd.”

“…Oh. So you’re saying you can win if you use all of that lewd power?”

“No way.”

I don’t know the President’s true strength.

But since she’s an S-rank Hero recognized by the city of Seoul, the President going all out against a villain would be stronger than any magical beast I’ve ever seen. I probably couldn’t even graze her.

“However… I do think I’m capable of at least touching your body, President.”

“Heh heh heh…”

The President laughed as if she was genuinely amused.

She laughed just like that when I said I’d make a living as a D-rank in the real world.

A sneer, as if the foolishness of an ignorant idiot was simply entertaining.

“Should I get serious? On one condition: you can’t hold me responsible for what happens here.”

“You talk a big game. Go on, try it. If you manage to touch my body, I’ll give you two stamps.”

The President might be right in every situation.

She might not know about 「Onahole Academy」, but she definitely knows more about the world inside Onahole Academy than I do.

But there is one thing I can teach this heroine.

It’s a truth of the world.

If you get cocky thinking you’ll win no matter what, you can get taught a lesson and end up humiliated.

[Lucky Pervert ON]
[Reality Manipulation Strength – Very Weak]

“…”

As expected of Isabella. An S-rank Hero.

Even without knowing the nature of my power, she has the animal-like instinct to realize something is about to happen from my breathing alone.

She’s as sharp as a finely honed blade.

There’s no way I can reach her through normal means.

“No take-backs later, President.”

“I’ll grant you the first move.”

In that case, how about Lucky Pervert?

The power to manipulate reality and force an erotic event between me and a heroine. Lucky Pervert.

I can lightly punish the President, who thinks she has the upper hand, earn her acknowledgment, and get my “Good Job” stamps.

Three birds with one stone.

However, I’ll keep the reality manipulation strength as low as possible.

If I cranked it all the way up, I’d end up having sex with Isabella right here and now.

Ironically, in this regard, I’m the one who has to hold back immensely against Isabella.

That is, if I want this to end with just a light punishment under the guise of a spar.

What if I went at her with maximum strength?

It would be instant no-condom creampie sex with the Student Council President. It wouldn’t matter if she sensed it beforehand and tried to flee with all her might.

[Activating 「Insight – Red」]

The President maintained a flawless stance. She probably thinks that as long as she herself doesn’t waver, it doesn’t matter what I do.

What I’m looking for with Insight isn’t her weakness. In fact, there were no weaknesses in her stance. And even if there were, it meant I couldn’t exploit them at my current level.

However, what I’m seeing is…

It’s the red skeleton, visible only through my crimson eyes, in the world reflected before me.

In the skeleton’s hands were countless dangling skeins of thread, and those threads entangled the entire space like a spiderweb, unnoticed even by the President.

…

Is the possibility of having sex with the President one of these countless threads…?

Or are all these threads possibilities for having sex with her?

I focused my mind, concentrating my consciousness to find the weakest one.

No rape. No rape…

Just an image of lightly punishing Isabella…

[6 seconds until Isabella’s humiliating breastfeeding play with her royal tits♡]

Found it. The thread of Lucky Pervert!

I took the single thread I found in the world that was reflected—no, the world pierced by my dick—and made it reality in my mind.

Then, I surrendered my body, as if being sucked into the image taking shape.

There is only one path to “Breastfeeding Play”!

“Haaaaah!”

I let out a battle cry and charged.

“A thoughtless charge. Nothing has improved…”

Swish.

The President, who had even taught me how to tie a knot, suddenly had the knot of her training uniform come undone the moment I rushed at her.

Thanks to her faltering, I, who shouldn’t have even been able to enter her range, was able to penetrate a little deeper.

She probably wouldn’t have faltered much if only her clothes had come undone.

After all, the President was of the “it’s fine as long as I have nipple patches on” school of thought when exercising!

But don’t you underestimate Lucky Fucking Pervert.

What if the nipple patch fell off along with it?

And what if, through such ridiculous, contrived bullshit, she realized her nipple was now exposed!

“Hmph!”

Two seconds passed.

Still, Isabella put strength into her pivot foot and tried to grab my body to throw me over her shoulder.

I, who was originally a trivial existence she could have sent flying with a flick, was now, however slightly, trading blows with Isabella.

Thanks to the 『Fighting Technique』 she had just taught me, I could tell.

I could tell that she was now in a slight hurry to throw me.

Bracing with my body weight, I pulled Isabella toward me instead.

If I hadn’t accurately perceived Isabella’s movements with my crimson eyes, it would have been impossible to counter her with the principles of fighting technique.

Even so, it only bought me a delay of 0.1 seconds.

“Hup!”

Isabella immediately regained her balance and slammed me to the floor.

In the end, my defeat was only delayed by a second or two, but…

The President pinned me down in a mount position, seemingly certain of her victory.

“My victory.”

That’s her mistake.

Since this was a “spar,” there was no way she would immediately start wailing on me with her fists just because she got me in a mount.

Isabella chose a stance where she leaned forward, pressing both my arms to the floor to get me to admit defeat.

And I waited for that moment, then took Isabella’s breast into my mouth.

Sluuurp.

“…!”

As if getting revenge for all the beatings I’d taken, I went to town on Isabella’s nipple. Sluurp, sluurp, slurp, lick, lick.

Delicious!

“Lick, lick, lick…!”

I looked up at the President with insolently raised eyes!

Look! I won.

My body is immobile, and my arms are pinned down, but…

I’m licking Isabella’s tit to my heart’s content. Right now, I almost wish I had two mouths.

Worried she might refuse to give me the stamps, I frantically increased the number of times I struck her nipple with the body of my tongue.

Lick, lick, lick, lick.

Slurp. Sluuuuurp. Slurp…

Isabella looked down at me with ice-cold eyes.

That only fired me up more, and I licked even harder.

Well.

This is one way things could turn out, right!?

“Are you going to claim that you touched my body with that?”

“Lick, lick, lick, lick.”

“…”

I am touching it. Right now!

Your precious nipple, President.

You acted cocky, so you get sucked! Sluurp! Sluurp!

“This is absurd…”

“Do you admit defeat? Slurp… Sluuurp… Slurp…”

“…”

She must have been so dumbfounded that she didn’t even tell me to stop sucking.

The President just held my arms down and quietly offered her breast.

Ngh, I’m getting so turned on my dick is getting hard…

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

I had imagined her yelling, ‘Get away from me!’ and slapping me across the room like in a rom-com, after which I would coolly turn my back and say, ‘Haha. Don’t make such reckless offers from now on.’

But the actual scene left in the wake of “Lucky Pervert” was quite static, and I was just continuing my intense sexual assault out of sheer inertia.

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.

Lick, lick…

There was nothing else to do, so I just kept sucking…

“…Sluurp? President? Slurp…”

“I-It’s true you touched my body, but.”

No way.

Are you trying to think of an excuse because you don’t want to admit you lost?

I kept sucking her breast while I watched to see what the President would say.

“The power of life and death is mine… In a situation like this, you… I mean…”

Slurp, slurp.

Is the President… flustered right now?

She’s getting flustered while her breast is being sucked.

Slurp, slurp!

“…I mean… th-the ruling on this match is…”

“You’ll look pathetic if you try to argue.”

“I’m not arguing, I am raising a legitimate… objection…”

The deal was just to touch your body.

She must not have imagined it would turn out like this.

“How can something that cannot be called an attack in any way be acknowledged as a touch?”

“I could just bite it off, you know.”

“I’ll hit you before you can. Try it.”

Nibble, nibble.

Instead of biting, I gently caught her nipple between the tips of my teeth and caressed it a little more strongly.

At that, Isabella’s hips flinched and lifted off me.

Oh. So this is what you like?

“That’s not biting, it’s…”

“Mmmph mmmph.”

Nibble, nibble~

A slightly stronger flavor of caress.

Why would I attack such a beautiful breast? It should be pampered and made to feel good.

“So you’re saying you can’t accept my victory?”

“I was faster in pinning you down. Before it came to this…! That’s what’s important.”

Ah. So.

The victory was decided in her favor first? And the breast-sucking came after?

“In a real fight, you wouldn’t have even been able to lift your head. I would have struck you immediately…”

Slurp, slurp. I continued to listen to the President’s excuses.

“Then you should have set the rules more clearly. Slurp, slurp.”

“To be precise, I neutralized you before… offering my chest… so it’s my victory…”

Slurp, slurp. Lick, lick.

Should I play along a little more? In that case…

“What if it’s not over yet?”

“Surely you don’t think you can break free?”

If the one pinning me down was just some girl who knew a bit of martial arts instead of the President, I might have been able to lift my hips and throw her off with sheer strength.

The President’s weight wasn’t that heavy compared to mine, after all.

But I could tell from the feeling. I was pinned down so tightly that I absolutely could not escape.

Then how about this?

The moment I opened my mouth wide and bared my teeth as if to bite her nipple, the President lightly pressed my head down with one arm.

In that gap, I used my freed hand to grab the President’s waist.

“What do you think you’re doing? Are you planning to give my waist a massage? Go ahead, if you want your head crushed.”

No need for that.

「Personality Excretion」

I pressed my thumb firmly into the President’s abdomen, clicking her uterus.

Just like pressing a switch.

「Personality Excretion: Uterus Click」

“Hngh!!?”

The President, who had been pinning me down with such force, let out a cute, erotic sound I’d never heard before and collapsed right on top of me.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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