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    Meanwhile, Hena was handily fending off the challenges from the first-years.

    For Hena, who could wield magic, defeating challengers who relied on physical combat was not difficult as long as she had mana.

    Magic was fundamentally hard to evade, and Hena’s magic, being of the 『Void』 attribute, was difficult to see with the naked eye.

    Yet, despite possessing such a fine attribute, Hena had never shown the destructive side of a mage.

    To put it nicely, she was a flawless mage.

    Her style was nondescript—neither her good nor bad points stood out. As such, the cage where she was fighting had never drawn much attention.

    ‘Huh?’

    But today was different.

    Even before I looked over, she was already drawing a crowd.

    “Who was that again?”

    “The big-chested girl from F-Class.”

    “Right… was her name Heisis?”

    Wasn’t Hena winning by quite a lot?

    Her opponent seemed to be under intense pressure…

    Soon, I heard Teacher Noiyak shouting.

    “What are you doing? Get in there! Student Kang Jin-woon!”

    “Kuh… It’s just…”

    Insight – Red.

    ‘Oh.’

    I was impressed by Hena’s application of her powers.

    A trap using Void platforms. I’d fallen for it once myself during the exchange event…

    Today, she had added a suitable camouflage—enhanced transparency—making the traps unnoticeable unless you looked closely. Furthermore, she had added protruding spikes to completely block the opponent’s advance.

    ‘That looks painful just looking at it.’

    “The teacher’s barrier is up. You won’t bleed or get hurt even if you’re pierced! Be bold!”

    Teacher Noiyak was trying to egg on the C-rank opponent, but it seemed the psychological resistance was too great for him to move.

    The thought of getting his neck, arms, or chest pierced by those sharp spikes must have made it impossible to take a step forward.

    ‘Nice.’

    Why hadn’t she done this until now?

    Just as I had that thought, I saw Hena’s serious expression and realized.

    This was just practice, but she was treating it like a real battle.

    ‘Hena has never set up a trap this aggressive before.’

    Unless you had the mindset to take down your opponent no matter what, even if it meant they got hurt…

    You couldn’t create such an aggressive form. For Hena, that had always been the most difficult weakness to overcome in a fight, given her personality.

    ‘What brought on this change of heart?’

    Confirming that her opponent couldn’t advance, Hena began her one-sided assault.

    She attacked with sharply honed Void magic!

    “Aaargh! I surrender!”

    ‘She’s good.’

    She was setting up traps in the cage beforehand and securing victories with minimal offensive magic.

    It was an interesting formula for victory.

    “Next, please step up.”

    ‘However.’

    There were also opponents who wouldn’t yield to intimidation.

    A first-year with a ponytail, my junior Sarika Milpi, entered the fray.

    “I am Sarika Milpi! It’s a pleasure, Seonbaenim.”

    “S-Sang-hyeok’s girlfriend…?”

    “Yes! I’m grateful he accepted my confession…”

    Laughter erupted from all around.

    “Just how many girlfriends does he have?”

    “He’s insane. Absolutely insane.”

    “……”

    Ahem.

    “Hena~!”

    I waved my hands, cheering for Hena.

    In times like these, you have to support your own. I had to cheer for my squad member.

    ‘Ah.’

    Sarika puffed up her cheeks as if she was pouting.

    Should I not have done that?

    It seems my favoritism only boosted my opponent’s morale. Haha.

    “I’m sorry, but I will be the one to win, Seonbae!”

    “Kyaaat!”

    A storm erupted in the cage.

    The storm-like swordsmanship shattered all the low-durability traps, leaving Hena exposed.

    ‘Amazing.’

    Sarika, your skill in controlling the wind has improved!

    Hena raised her hand to counterattack, but it didn’t seem like any magic she used could overcome Sarika’s storm.

    Just then.

    “There…”

    “Ah!?”

    Hena expanded the volume of a thin platform she had laid under Sarika’s feet, nullifying the swordswoman’s footing.

    It was a perfect tackle right before she could swing her sword.

    Following that, a new magical construct—a large magic bullet of Void—surged toward her opponent.

    “Hmph!”

    Sarika didn’t lose her balance. She did a side flip, landed on the ground, and immediately swung her sword to parry the magic bullet.

    But that was a bad move.

    Like a Claymore mine, the magic bullet sprayed an immense amount of shrapnel in all directions.

    Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwa!

    “Ah…!”

    Sarika hastily raised her sword to block, but if it weren’t for the teacher’s barrier, the outcome would have been clear.

    Sarika’s gaze shifted as if waiting for the teacher’s judgment.

    “Continue!”

    Even before Teacher Noiyak’s permission was given, Hena was already preparing her next spell.

    Sarika was struck by the magic bullet and lost her balance.

    “Ah…”

    Gasps of surprise came from all around, as if no one had expected Hena to win.

    “Ooh~.”

    Clap, clap, clap.

    Applause followed.

    ‘Hena…’

    The girl who used to say dungeons were scary, who didn’t want to be separated from me, who only wanted to go to safe places, has grown up.

    How far can Hena go?

    [Quest 【Hena’s Awakening 1】 Complete]

    [Quest 【Omen of a Great Archmage】 Complete]

    It felt as if a promising future, one she couldn’t see before because she was always hunched over, had just opened up.

    “This is strange.”

    “You scared me.”

    I was wondering why I was suddenly the only one clapping.

    En-chan had appeared next to me, having stopped time.

    “Feels like it’s been a while, huh?”

    “This is strange~~.”

    “What’s strange? Popping up at a time like this.”

    En was tilting her head as she looked at Hena.

    “She wasn’t supposed to awaken through the praise-onion strategy.”

    “What the hell is a praise-onion strategy…? Wait a minute. Was there a vicious scenario where Hena was supposed to awaken by being tormented?”

    “Well, she’s a heroine who’s hard to grant 『Motivation Boost』 to… Hmm~~ I guess it must be the power of fucking perverted sex…”

    “…Let’s just call it the power of love.”

    In short, it means Hena felt motivated.

    Far from berating her, I only cheered for her.

    Isn’t that a very good thing?

    “It seems Hena really, really likes you, Sang-hyeok. It’s a talent that’s normally very hard to awaken.”

    “Is that all you came here to tell me?”

    “Ah!!”

    En took my hand and grinned.

    “What was that recently! The Personality Excretion Sex! It was absolutely, totally the best!”

    “Who do you think I am? I’m the man acknowledged by the Goddess of Eroge.”

    “That’s what I’m saying~.”

    “But what’s the point of stacking up all these approval points by doing perverted things to the heroines?”

    En pretended to rummage through her empty arms before thrusting her arm into the air.

    “Ta-da! For a limited time, a free gift of the fucking perverted power, 『Breast Milk-Breast Milk』, guaranteed by the Goddess of Eroge!”

    “I don’t need it!”

    [You have acquired the Power 『Breast Milk-Breast Milk』!]

    “I said I don’t need it!”

    I grabbed En-chan’s shoulders and shook her.

    “Ahahaha~.”

    “Stop shoving these things into my status! You fucking perverted goddess!!”

    “This power, you see~~.”

    I already have a ton of perverted powers I don’t even use.

    I protested by gently squishing En-chan’s soft cheeks.

    “It’s a power that allows you to taste the breast milk from the breasts of a woman who isn’t pregnant, hub, and isn’t lactating…”

    “What, so I can get a lactation handjob or something?”

    “That’s it exactly~!”

    She’s a true legend.

    “How do you feel when you see big breasts? Didn’t you ever want to turn them into real baby-feeders and suckle on them?”

    “…I’ve never thought that.”

    I’ve thought about wanting to suck them, wanting to touch them, but…

    “I don’t have a breast milk fetish. That’s something that people are divided on, something only a very small minority of men like… Why are you looking at me like that?”

    “It’s the look of my foresight, which tells me you’ll eventually come to like it, of course.”

    “If I come to like it, it’ll be because I like breasts, not because I like breast milk!”

    So…

    “Is there nothing else besides getting a strange, perverted bonus?”

    “The ‘Approval’ gathering system was just to encourage you, Sang-hyeok, since you lack pervertedness.”

    So it’s fucking useless…

    “When it comes to perverted powers, Lucky Pervert and Personality Excretion are more than enough.”

    “Turn on Lucky Pervert for me, then~~!”

    “How do you know what kind of catastrophe that would cause!”

    “Turn it on~ Please turn it on~.”

    How could I possibly turn it on…

    Considering its effect on reality, it’s basically my ultimate skill as Eroge Sang-hyeok.

    “Just what kind of perverted powers are you planning to give me in the future…”

    “Smegma Creation, making women addicted to the smell of dick, and oh, maybe a time stop for sex someday…”

    “Aargh! Stop!”

    This is insane!

    What is this perverted goddess trying to make me do?

    Why would I create smegma on a clean dick? That’s disgusting.

    “But to give you these kinds of divinities, you’ll need to gather more ‘Approval’ points than you have now! I can only give you powers once your status is higher.”

    “What kind of fucked-up game is this, where raising my status lets me learn Smegma Creation?”

    “How can you say it’s terrible!! Do you have any idea how many abilities, any one of which could make you the protagonist of an eroge, I’m showering you with?”

    “…I know that, but.”

    She said it as if it were something to be proud of, puffing out her small chest, hands on her hips, chin held high. I couldn’t help but laugh.

    What a cute little thing…

    If she weren’t cute, I would have hit her once, no, three times by now.

    “Hey, I can’t feed smegma to a pregnant heroine.”

    “Eh, what are you worried about? That something might happen to the baby? Don’t worry about things like that. It’s an eroge, so just wing it. Just wing it.”

    “It’s only an eroge we can ‘just wing’ for you and me…”

    “Sang-hyeok, who am I? I’m the cutest Goddess of Eroge in the world. As long as I’m here, nothing will ever go wrong during your perverted acts. So don’t worry.”

    So…

    Does she mean she’ll remove any variables that could get in the way of the most important thing, the perverted acts?

    She’s one consistent goddess.

    “Then get rid of all the villains in Korea for me. Except for Si-eun.”

    “I can’t do that! Please enjoy the game properly! Using cheats to see the ending is forbidden!”

    Her peculiar stubbornness as an eroge developer was still there.

    I was expecting that, though.

    If she had said, ‘Okay, from now on, it’s sex 365 days a year!’ I might have actually been a little disappointed.

    “No matter how difficult the situation, perverted sex is always welcome, Sang-hyeok!”

    “Feeling inspired?”

    “Yes, the feeling of pretty, innocent heroines learning forbidden pleasures they should never have known through your Personality Excretion is the best.”

    “You’re drooling… Wipe it…”

    This perverted goddess.

    Thanks to her, I’m a Personality Excretion-holic myself. It’s been a long time since the guilt faded.

    Every fan I meet lifts her pale stomach and asks me to punch her in the gut, and I have twin sisters who pester me to use Personality Excretion on them during sex…

    It’s only natural that a person’s way of thinking would change when exposed to this kind of environment.

    “Then I guess you can’t tell me what’s in the Forbidden Zone either, right?”

    I had a mission from Her Excellency the President, so I asked the goddess directly.

    En seemed to ponder for a moment, then her lips twitched.

    “You’re dying to spoil it, aren’t you? I can tell from your expression.”

    “Ah… Ahem.”

    “What is it? Tell me.”

    “If I were to give you a little hint… There’s a trump card mother heroine!”

    “Aren’t there too many moms…? What am I, a Milf Hunter?”

    “You can’t resist a mother-daughter bowl. You have to eat a balanced diet~.”

    A mother-daughter bowl?

    Does that mean a mother of someone I know is there?

    Seeing the look in my eyes, En hastily covered her own mouth.

    “Anyway… I’ll think about the ‘Approval’ rewards separately. If there’s anything you want, just let me know!”

    “Yeah. You can go.”

    After En-chan disappeared, I felt a wave of exhaustion.

    I saw Dihrit, who had entered the first cage, gesturing to me.

    “Hey, get up here. Let’s have a round without the transparent onahole.”

    “……”

    I entered the cage.

    “Kushina! Dropkick!”

    “Wait, you fucker!! I said don’t!”

    Don’t use the transparent onahole? Says who!

    Together with Kushina, I mercilessly beat Dihrit up again.

    [The level of 『Onahole Clone Brawling』 has increased!]

    “Hoo.”

    It was a rewarding class.

    “Huk… Keok… You son of a bitch…”

    Even with the damage-absorbing barrier, Dihrit had taken too many hits. He couldn’t get up and collapsed face-first.

    “Alright, that’s enough.”

    Teacher Noiyak stepped in to stop us.

    “Good work, Student Sang-hyeok. You’re very good.”

    “Thank you.”

    “Student Dihrit, I think you need to cool down a bit.”

    Hehehe.

    Dihrit, who had been beaten to a pulp by a transparent onahole, trembled as he barely managed to squeeze out a voice.

    “…Yes, sir.”

    Alright, class over.

    Isabella was already gone.

    [Kim Sang-hyeok]
    Why’d you leave without saying anything?

    [Isabella]
    No time.

    [Kim Sang-hyeok]
    But you still came to see your boyfriend?

    The messages stopped. A moment later, she replied.

    [Isabella]
    There is a mission tomorrow. I’ll mark you as present, so gather your squad members and meet at the point displayed on the Hero App at 10 o’clock.

    [Kim Sang-hyeok]
    You really just came to talk about work? I’m hurt.

    [Isabella]
    If you tell me how not to be hurt, I will do it immediately.

    !

    Really?

    [Kim Sang-hyeok]
    Tell me you love me.

    She went silent again.

    Just imagining the look on Isabella’s face was delicious enough to down two bowls of rice.

    This is so fucking good!

    [Isabella]
    I love you.

    Kuaaaargh!

    She actually did it? This is insane.

    The silver-haired, busty student council president is on another level!

    [Isabella]
    And you?

    [Kim Sang-hyeok]
    I’ll tell you in person, right in your ear, next time.

    [Isabella]
    Good.

    “Sang-hyeok. Let’s wash up and eat!”

    As soon as class ended, Yuuna came running over cutely with Hena in tow.

    Just looking at them brought a warm smile to my face.


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