Chapter 197: What Happens When You Throw a Tantrum and Demand Milk from the Silver-Haired, Busty Student Council President [R-18]

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Twitch. Twitch. Twitch.

The personality onahole impaled on my dick kept twitching.

[Kang Si-eun’s Personality Erosion Rate: 98%]

‘Looks like she’s reaching her limit.’

This was a tighter ropewalk than I’d expected.

I had tried my best to suppress the erosion rate with the Onahole Collector’s skill, 「Onahole Touch」, but shooting my thick cum inside her three times was the limit.

“Are you not doing more? Master’s dick is still hard.”

The red-haired onahole, Kushina, peeked out from my side and asked.

“Any more and it’ll break. The onahole.”

“Usually, you keep fucking even when they’re panting that their pussies can’t take it.”

“I can’t have her personality breaking.”

“Even an S-class villain becomes absurdly fragile when her personality is turned into an onahole. To think she can only endure it three times.”

What kind of villain would have a tolerance for this sort of thing…?

Even after doing it, a sense of guilt followed my dick around.

It was just being offset by the overwhelmingly pleasurable tightness.

Watching the cum I’d shot inside her three times slosh around within the translucent onahole as it clenched gave me a lot to think about.

“It should be fine to return her personality now.”

“Did you tear out all her aggression and turn her into an idiot?”

“Not really. Something similar, though.”

“It’s not? I heard that brain surgery that scrambled the frontal lobe was popular back in the day…”

“…”

Squelch, squelch…

Kushina said that while rubbing the personality onahole against my dick.

“Don’t treat it like some barbaric surgery… A person’s fundamental nature doesn’t change.”

“I see…”

Squelch, squelch, squelch.

Twitch, twitch, twitch.

[Kang Si-eun’s Personality Erosion Rate: 99%]

“Whoa, hey. Hey. Stop. She’s going to have a mental breakdown.”

“Pfft, a villain’s personality is so fragile…”

“You want to try it, Kushina? I bet you wouldn’t be saying that then.”

Flinch.

Kushina hunched her shoulders.

“…S-Sorry…”

Huh?

This wasn’t the reaction I was expecting. She looked more scared than I intended, so I gave her a little hug.

“I’m kidding. You didn’t do anything wrong, Kushina.”

“…I’ll listen to whatever you say, Master…”

I kept stroking her head to reassure her.

“I may be ramming my dick into it, but it’s less about completely destroying a personality and more about… adding new traits. And erasing the bad ones.”

“Bad traits?”

First, I had erased three traits with three ejaculations.

【Urge to Murder】, 【Urge to Taxidermy Humans】, and 【Nightmarish Sorrow】.

I couldn’t erase 【Twisted Aesthetic Sense】 or 【Adoration of Death】.

My guess is that these traits have some kind of hidden rank.

That’s my theory.

「Onahole Academy」 is a trashy eroge, but it has fragments of game mechanics mixed in that seem copied from somewhere else.

En probably enjoys mixing things up like that.

In short, everyone has things they consider most important in their life’s values, and if those things have solidified into traits, they’re not easy to change.

I’d probably have to keep repeating the personality erosion and Onahole Touch with the heart of an artisan, jerking off at least twenty times, maybe over a hundred, to be able to modify them.

…

…If the condition for changing someone’s personality traits is jerking off, it sounds fucking easy even when you say it seriously.

Well, it is easy. I just mean it’s relatively difficult compared to removing other traits.

I couldn’t change Si-eun’s 【Aesthetic Sense】—her feeling that art close to death is beautiful—with just three ejaculations.

Instead, the traits I inserted are as follows:

【Loves Master’s Dick】
【Adores Master’s Semen】
【Master’s Dick Scent is the Best】
【Wants Master’s Creampie】

There were other traits that successfully imprinted, but I just discarded them all.

The imprinting was successful, but the erosion rate had gotten so high that if I just shoved in whatever I could, Si-eun was in danger of a mental breakdown.

Then there were traits like 【Masochistic Constitution】 and 【Dick Affinity】 that she learned when she was a jelly.

Some she learned without me using a modification skill, just through soft training—though all I did was drop her on the floor.

Whether learned as a jelly or as an onahole, it could all be called personality modification.

The strain on the personality and the rise in the erosion rate were the same.

I’m now a magnificent fucking pervert.

One who slapped five ‘Loves Dick’ traits onto a pretty, blue-haired, busty girl villain just because I didn’t want to hand her over to the Correction Bureau.

“Looks like I’ve got another pretty, big-breasted junior.”

“We don’t know yet. I can wake her up now. I need to get her on her feet and have a talk with her first.”

Yuuna did say she’d break me of my habit of fucking bad villains…

“And after you talk? What if she says no?”

“Then, well… I won’t make her an onahole.”

After saying it, I realized something was off.

“You’re going to turn her personality into an onahole, stick your dick in her, make her think of nothing but Master’s dick, and then just abandon her somewhere? Onahole abandonment is a crime.”

“…You’re saying I have to take responsibility?”

“Of course. This villain’s pussy has also become one that finds the greatest happiness in sex with you, Master. You have to take her in and use her properly. Stick it in whenever you get horny.”

“…”

I see.

To come this far and then talk about respecting her will and having a conversation…

It’s nothing but disgusting hypocrisy.

I want to use her as an onahole. To be honest, I’ve taken a liking to Si-eun.

Alright…

“Fine. Let me rephrase. I was just curious what kind of onahole Si-eun is. I wanted to have a little chat with her.”

“What if she’s a truly wicked bitch, like Yuuna said?”

“Then I’ll have her pay for her sins with that horny hole of hers.”

Kushina held out her palm.

I naturally gave her a high-five.

Slap.

“That’s it, Master!”

Is she actually an apostle sent by En?

Just as our eyes met and we were about to have sex…

A notification popped up on my academy app. It was the sound signaling the end of lunch.

“Should we clean up?”

“Yes!”

“But before that…”

I kissed Kushina.

Kushina accepted the kiss, tightly gripping the onahole wrapped around my dick.

How should I put this… The personality onahole kept twitching, so it felt like I was exploring Si-eun’s pussy with my cheating dick while kissing another woman.

It was a strange feeling.

I gave Kushina a deep kiss, feeding her plenty of my saliva.

As if she’d been waiting, Kushina pressed her lips against mine and sucked greedily.

I groped her naked breasts, too…

‘This is nice…’

Schluuurp.

Kushina pulled the personality onahole off.

“Go wait in the Onabox. Got it?”

“Yesss…”

Kushina, her body flushed, answered in a daze.

It would be simple to skip class and return Si-eun’s jelly to her pussy, but I decided to put it off for a bit.

‘I have to attend class.’

Even though I’m creampieing the workshop blacksmith’s sister in the back and modifying a pretty girl’s personality, I still need to fulfill my duties as a diligent academy student.

I’m Isabella’s boyfriend, after all.

“I’ll hold her waist.”

“I’ll do the lifting. You just support her.”

I lifted Si-eun lightly.

To smoothly slide her into the Onabox while she was lying down, Kushina took on the role of guiding Si-eun’s lower body.

Onahole storage complete.

See you later, Si-eun.

“Master. I’ll clean your dick.”

“Alright.”

Kushina naturally knelt and began to diligently lick my cum-stained dick clean.

Just then, my phone buzzed.

[Isabella]
Come to the dojo. I’ll have your afternoon class excused.

A summons from the silver-haired, busty student council president.

I informed my girlfriends in our group chat.

[Kim Sang-hyeok]
Isabella summoned me, so I’m heading over.

[Yuuna]
Aaaaaah, why agaaaaain?

[Hena]
Have a good time, Sang-hyeok~.

[Yuuna]
That’s an abuse of student council power!

Haha.

Sometimes I forget that I’m still under the ‘Student of Interest Process.’

That’s almost over now, too.

Maybe that’s why she’s calling me today.

While also having a sweet little dojo date.

‘Nice.’

As expected, the Infinite Combat Club’s room was empty.

“Get changed and come out.”

The student council president was warming up in her training uniform. Her breasts looked like they were about to spill out, which was incredibly erotic…

The moment I opened my locker, a pile of unused onaholes came tumbling out.

“…”

『Cheering Onahole ♡』
『Go, Sang-hyeok-seonbaenim! ♡』
『This is an onahole modeled after my pussy. Please accept it!!』

I hadn’t expected to receive custom-made onaholes from female students I didn’t even know…

What kind of active academy students are making proof-of-a-masterpiece-vagina products?

Limited edition ones, at that…

I carefully stored them in my inventory.

“What took you so long?”

“I got a bunch of onahole presents…”

“It’s a temporary locker, so it doesn’t have a security device yet. You’ll have to understand.”

“Well, I’m not an official club member anyway.”

It was a makeshift locker, so I understood.

In fact, no one had ever touched my real locker, which was full of student council president merch.

That’s because it only opens with a student ID.

“I’ll help you stretch.”

“Hm?”

Press, press.

I pressed down on the president from behind. Natural skinship!

The president marveled at how flexible her legs were as they stretched out.

“You’re being unusually cooperative today.”

“Well… depending on how you look at it, this is kind of like a date…”

“Be serious.”

I know the president has a strict personality, but I like this, just the two of us skipping class in the dojo.

I leaned my body against her a little too much.

“Something hard keeps touching my body.”

With her silky silver hair cascading down, the student council president turned to look at me with haughty eyes.

Ah… I love it…!!

The student council president is the best… She’s so pretty and smells so good…

“You’re beautiful today, too, President.”

“…Quiet. Shall we begin?”

“Yes~.”

The spar began in a soft, tender mood.

And then I was suddenly slammed onto the floor.

“Keoheok!!”

[The level of 『Mask of Malice』 has increased.]
[Training 『Mask of Malice』…]

“Get up.”

“W-Wait, President… You’re going to break your boyfriend’s bones!”

WHAM!!

I went tumbling without even a scream.

The president has no mercy today!

She silently tossed me around, raising the level of my Mask of Malice.

“Don’t whine over something like this.”

No, no, no.

Weren’t you the lovey-dovey MAX Isabella just a moment ago?!

I felt like I was really going to pass out, so I grappled with her. Making a mockery of our weight difference, Isabella flipped me over and slammed me onto the floor.

“Gngeooak!!”

After thirty minutes of being thrown to the floor dozens of times, I got pissed off and just lay there, refusing to get up.

“I’m not doing it.”

“…Kim Sang-hyeok?”

“I’m not doing it.”

“Get up. Stop playing around.”

“No. I’m not doing it. I thought this was a date, but you’re just beating up your boyfriend.”

This is assault! Assault!

Isabella seemed a little flustered as she looked down at me lying on the floor.

“No… this is training. I wasn’t hitting you, I was trying to teach you…”

“Yeah, whatever. I’m not getting up.”

“…”

I snuck a peek at her.

Normally, the student council president would have told me she’d beat me until I got up, but I could see her eyes waver slightly.

My whining is working?!

“This is the only way I know.”

“Why are you beating me?”

“I didn’t want you to get hurt by a villain. I can’t watch over you 24/7.”

“Why are you being so serious all of a sudden?”

I know she’s doing this because she’s worried about me.

And it’s true that an S-class villain—who is currently in my Onabox after a personality modification—did attack me.

I hadn’t told Isabella about that yet.

“President. I can protect myself. You know that.”

“It makes me anxious…”

“Shouldn’t we be doing nice things in the time we have?”

“…I’m sorry.”

Seeing Isabella apologize so honestly made my dick rock-hard.

Her enormous breasts kept bouncing while we were fighting, and I couldn’t focus…

Lying on the floor, I said, “I’m not getting up.”

“What do I have to do for you to take this seriously?”

Hehe. She gets to the point quickly.

“Get on top of me and let me suckle your breasts like before.”

I boldly requested some lactation play.

“…”

“…”

Then I started throwing a tantrum.

“I’m not getting up unless you let me nurse.”

The president’s ears turned red as she spoke, dumbfounded.

“Kim Sang-hyeok! Are you a child throwing a tantrum on the floor of a supermarket?!”

“Waaah!”

When I even added the “waaah,” Isabella looked truly troubled.

“How did I end up falling for a guy like this…”

“Give me Isabella’s milk!”

I spread my arms and legs out wide, demanding her breasts even more boldly.

At that, Isabella sighed as if she couldn’t win…

“I suppose I have no choice…”

And climbed on top of me.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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