Chapter Index

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    To recap our last conversation:

    The Saintess, with no other straws to grasp, was about to follow the villain coalition. When I said, “We’ll go too,” it only made her more wary of me.

    That was this afternoon.

    And just like that, the day came to an end.

    Time seemed to fly by while I was playing with the kids.

    They must have had a tiring day.

    After Hena carried the kids, who had passed out from exhaustion, to their beds one by one…

    The blonde Saintess, who had stepped out into the yard as the sun was setting, bowed her head to me.

    “Thank you.”

    “I just played with them a little.”

    “Sara called you ‘Jelly Oppa’…”

    “Ah.”

    Another name for the Personality Excretion Hero, I guess…

    Is that what I should call myself?

    As I was feeling a bit awkward, she spoke first.

    “Onahole…?”

    Khk…

    Maybe it’s because that perverted name has become the standard, but hearing the Saintess say it so cautiously makes me feel depraved, like I just forced her to say something dirty on our first meeting.

    “Yes. I’m Onahole Man.”

    “…”

    See? Now the atmosphere is all awkward.

    I’ve been throwing the word “onahole” around too casually lately.

    “You’ve done an interview before, haven’t you?”

    “An interview…?”

    Does she mean the one with Sohyun?

    “I remember you did an interview where you said anyone can become a hero, regardless of their ‘Talent’.”

    “Ah!”

    That…

    My interview before Zenobia attacked me?

    I had completely forgotten about it until she brought it up.

    I remember arrogantly saying something along the lines of how even if you’re born with a vulgar talent against your will, you can become a hero if you use it for good.

    My face flushed hot at the memory of my past arrogant remarks.

    “That was back when I was just spouting conceited nonsense.”

    The blonde Saintess gave a faint smile.

    …She was breathtakingly beautiful.

    Even from a distance, I felt like I could smell a sweet fragrance, and her skin looked so soft I wanted to touch it.

    My eyes kept being drawn to the Saintess’s lewd body, accentuated by her form-fitting nun’s habit.

    “The children like you, Hunter-nim.”

    “Because of that interview?”

    “Yes. Because they’ve all been cursed by their talents.”

    I never knew until now that the message of hope I’d delivered had, unexpectedly, given strength to children in difficult circumstances.

    It wasn’t like I’d said it with much conviction.

    If someone like me, who’s receiving all sorts of special treatment from the Goddess, said something like that sincerely, it would just be a deception aimed at the weak.

    All I could do was give a bitter smile.

    “Sara has a pretty fierce and good ability, though.”

    Isn’t a fire-breathing ability pretty decent?

    I thought of Dihrit.

    Even that punk who struts around a prestigious academy like he owns the place just has a fire-handling talent.

    “It’s a power she uses by burning her body from the inside. Her body temperature rises significantly when she uses it, so…”

    “…”

    So it’d be difficult to use unless she had some kind of cooling system attached to her body.

    “The children seem to like you too, Sister. She used that dangerous ability to protect you, after all.”

    “Ah…”

    The Sister bowed her head as if she’d realized something.

    “They shouldn’t follow my example.”

    “Huh? Why not?”

    Isn’t the blonde, huge-titted Sister the closest thing they have to family?

    If I were a kid, I think I would have followed her like a mother.

    Mama!

    “Because I want the children to one day adapt to their talents and go out into the world. I want them to model themselves after you, a success, not me, a failure.”

    “It’s not too late. You can stop despairing and go out into the world too, Sister.”

    I held out my hand to her.

    “When this mission is over, I’ll ask the higher-ups to clear your wanted status. It seems like there’s been a misunderstanding all this time.”

    “Even if it was a misunderstanding, it won’t bring back the dead. This is my sin.”

    “…”

    Something definitely happened.

    “I’m sorry. I can’t say any more.”

    So she’s a Saintess who punishes herself out of guilt.

    She’s definitely on a different wavelength from Si-eun.

    The S-class villain, ‘Entic’ Kang Si-eun, was the type who had no regrets for her evil deeds, even saying herself that she didn’t need to be redeemed.

    In other words, she was a true villain.

    But the Saintess seems to be a different type…

    Someone who became a villain against her will?

    Is that too hopeful of an interpretation?

    In any case, she has clues about the coalition, so it’s true I need to sweet-talk her.

    I paused for a moment before speaking.

    “Are we going our separate ways? Is that what you came to talk about?”

    The Saintess flinched and spoke as if to grab hold of me.

    “Please… help me.”

    “…”

    Right.

    With no way of knowing what kind of group the villain coalition is, the Saintess can’t afford to refuse a helping hand.

    “I’ll tell you all the clues I have.”

    “Good. Where is the coalition’s next meeting point?”

    “They said… ‘I will wait in a place that can be seen at night’…”

    “A place that can be seen at night?”

    A riddle?

    “Yes. They said I’ll know when night falls.”

    “Then let’s just have dinner and wait.”

    As I tried to casually walk past, the Saintess stepped back as if to avoid me.

    “…?”

    I was a little shocked.

    This was a first for me since I became handsome.

    “Ah, I… at night… my constitution gets stronger…”

    Does she mean her anesthetic constitution?

    “Let’s test it.”

    As I took a step closer, the Saintess flinched, her shoulders tensing in alarm.

    Sniff, sniff.

    I smelled the air near the Sister.

    Her face turned red.

    [Divine Body – Immunity to Toxic Substances]

    [Divine Body – Immunity to Toxic Substances]

    “Hmm. I seem to be fine?”

    As expected of my body.

    I knew things like drugs wouldn’t work on me.

    I thought being immune to anesthesia might be a disadvantage during surgery, but…

    Since I have a real isekai Saintess’s healing skill as a Power, I don’t have to worry about getting hurt either.

    “Are you… really okay…?”

    She doesn’t believe me.

    “You should be feeling sleepy… Ah, you might hit your head if you collapse…”

    I planted a kiss on the nape of her neck with a slurp.

    “Hyehk!?”

    “Shall we test it?”

    “Wait…”

    I went for it.

    I held the Sister gently, initiating skinship by sucking on her slender nape.

    That’s right, I was seducing her.

    Holding the Saintess tight, I licked her porcelain-smooth skin with my tongue.

    Slurp… Slurp…

    “Ahng… Ngh… Hngh…”

    Schlup…

    I felt the Saintess’s unique constitution grow stronger.

    Ignoring it, I took the blonde Saintess’s ear into my mouth and sucked on it.

    Her skin was so delicate. Seeing a love bite easily form on her nape made my dick rock-hard.

    Lick… Lick…

    “Ah. Unngh…”

    I placed a hand on her waist and sucked her ear.

    The Saintess tried to escape my embrace, twisting her hips petulantly, but at that moment, I pulled her into a tight hug, like a finishing move.

    “Nngh!?”

    Slurp. Slurp.

    I licked her nape again, then looked down at the blushing Saintess.

    She asked me worriedly.

    “Are you okay?”

    “I’m fine.”

    “It’s strange. This is… the first time this has happened…”

    I want to touch her ass and tits.

    I was just touching Belle’s huge ass a moment ago, but when the Sister’s soft bottom brushed against my hand, the desire to grope it surged within me.

    “Is it good news or bad news that there’s someone who’s fine even when you use your ability?”

    “Ah…”

    She spoke while held docilely in my arms.

    “If we’re on the same side, it’s good news…”

    “I’ll be on your side.”

    “Ah… Thank you…”

    I felt like our eyes met.

    My dick was getting hard…

    When I pressed my aroused cock against her body so she couldn’t possibly miss it, the Sister hastily pulled away.

    “…”

    “Come to think of it, you’re a nun, right?”

    I said, testing the waters.

    “Ah… I had to, because of the organization’s guidelines. I’m not a religious person.”

    So the Sister wasn’t a real sister, but a Saintess cosplaying in a nun’s habit.

    I’d pretty much guessed it when I found out the priest was a fake, but still.

    “Then should I call you Saintess?”

    “Please call me Beje.”

    “Ms. Beje.”

    “Ah, yes…”

    She placed her hands demurely over her navel and bowed politely.

    “Mr. Sang-hyeok.”

    …This fresh, sweet-and-sour atmosphere. I love it!

    It’s a pure love mood!

    Have I found the heroine who’ll give me a lactation handjob?

    “I look forward to working with you.”

    “…”

    Jiggle.

    I swallowed hard, watching her tits jiggle inside her nun’s habit.

    Because of the pink underwear I’d seen when I checked her Onahole aptitude, I imagined the provocative lingerie showing through her navy nun’s habit.

    Honestly, if our eyes have met, the deal is pretty much sealed…

    But Beje hadn’t completely opened her heart yet.

    Still, it’s much better than before.

    Thanks to the kids liking Onahole Man, it felt like she had let down her guard and allowed me to get much closer.

    I’m so glad I did that interview!

    If, by some one-in-a-million chance, I had said something like, “Those with trash talents shouldn’t even leave their houses,” Beje and the kids would have hated my guts.

    What a relief!

    “Ah, Sister?”

    Just then, Yuuna and Hena came down the stairs from the second floor.

    “Did you get the kids to sleep?”

    “Yeah. Should we give you two some space to talk?”

    “No, we’re pretty much done. Let’s eat.”

    Sitting at the dining table, I leisurely admired the sight of Hena and Yuuna preparing the meal from behind.

    The cheerful Yuuna, with her pretty smiling face and brown hair.

    The black-haired beauty Hena, with her insane, top-tier, explosive breasts. I watched them work together, taking out plates, heating up food, and tasting it for seasoning.

    I kept staring at their backsides until Yuuna spoke, sounding embarrassed.

    “Stop staring. It’s embarrassing.”

    “…”

    I’m just watching this instead of YouTube.

    This is way more fun—letting my eyes follow Hena’s ass and Yuuna’s ass.

    This blows most other content out of the water.

    Nothing short of Weathercaster Im So-hyun’s underwear exposure show could even compare.

    Soon, my wives were gathered at the table.

    And a wife candidate.

    The fact that I’m already thinking this way shows my brain has been pickled in perversion…

    But…

    The blonde Saintess is an Onahole Academy heroine, isn’t she?

    Then the world has given me permission to keep flirting, right?

    Making eye contact is flirting.

    She kept looking at me, and when our eyes met, she shyly lowered her head.

    (New) Sang-hyeok is amazing…

    This situation, where the girl is too shy to even look at me, is pretty sweet.

    Before I was transmigrated, my daily life consisted of girls looking at me weirdly, wondering, “Why is he staring?”, or coming up to me later to preemptively shut me down, saying I was making them uncomfortable!

    “…”

    Yuuna, sitting next to me, took my hand as if asking me to look at her too.

    “Oh, Yuuna.”

    “Where are Kang Si-eun and Kushina?”

    “Ah. Down below.”

    “Below?”

    They must be invisible onaholes, so the others can’t see them.

    They’d been hovering around me for a while, and now they’ve gone under me.

    Under the table, that is.

    Sliide.

    I took out my dick.

    Kushina and Si-eun knelt down between my legs and took charge of sucking my cock.

    “Schluuuurp♡”

    The Saintess tilted her head, looking puzzled.

    “Did you… hear something?”

    “Don’t worry about it. It’s just an issue related to my talent.”

    “Ah, okay.”

    Hena and Yuuna were sitting right next to me, so they had a clear view of the situation.

    “So, what did you two talk about?”

    “I’m curious.”

    I shared the clue I got from Beje with everyone.

    “‘I will wait in a place that can be seen at night?’ It’s a riddle?”

    Yuuna voiced the exact same thought I’d had.

    “We have to wait until nightfall…?”

    “Looks like it. Let’s just eat and wait patiently.”

    “Ah, I’ll call you Ms. Beje, too.”

    “Yes, um… Ms. Yuuna. Ms. Hena. It’s a pleasure.”

    The onaholes were busy taking care of my dick.

    While Kushina, the serial exhibitionist with beautiful red hair, noisily took my cock in her mouth and sucked it, Si-eun, with her strikingly pale skin, slipped under my balls, licking them with her tongue, sucking with her lips, and nibbling on them.

    Glancing down, I could see the pretty faces of my onaholes, busy sucking my cock.

    Cute little things.

    Leaving my dick in their care, I sliced a piece of well-cooked meat in front of me and put it in my mouth.

    It was then…

    An emergency broadcast activated on all our hologram panels.

    It stated that a special presidential address was about to begin.


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