Chapter 71: The Silver-Haired, Busty Student Council President Takes Care of Me While Giving Off a Female Scent [R-18]
by Meher*
“Ugh! Lunchtime is already over.”
Yuuna stretched languidly as she exited the dungeon.
“Hena. Let’s hit the showers before the afternoon classes start.”
“Okay.”
Kushina had already crawled into the Onabento.
“What about you, Sang-hyeok?”
“I have to…”
[Student Council President]
Come to the dojo.
[Student Council President]
I’ll give you 10 minutes.
“I have to go. To the President’s side.”
“I’m so jealous. The authority to summon you like that.”
“What would you do if you had it?”
“Well…”
…
Yuuna’s pretty lips looked like they were begging for another kiss.
I need to control myself on campus. Yes.
“…Honey. Give me your hand.”
“…My hand?”
Mwah.
Yuuna secretly planted a kiss on my palm.
“Do your best. Whatever the Student Council President says, don’t let it get you down.”
The Onahole status that gives men energy flashed through my mind.
So this is what it meant.
It was a different feeling from Serena’s morning greeting.
“Sang-hyeok…”
“Yeah?”
Hena, who had been hesitating as if she had something to say, handed me an item.
[Shigarami Magnum]
[The world’s thinnest 0.01mm condom. Made of polyurethane with high thermal conductivity and no skin irritation, it transmits body heat perfectly.]
“When you want to use it… you know…?”
“…I know.”
This one was a perverted succubus who drains a man’s energy…
…I love them both.
*
The President was already at the dojo.
Her silver hair was tied up, and her breasts were still only half-covered by nipple patches in a daring display.
But she held herself with a dignified posture, as if she didn’t think it was revealing at all.
“You’re right on time.”
“I came running the moment I saw your message.”
“Get changed and come out.”
Today, there was an onahole in my locker that I’d never seen before.
After a brief moment of shock at the fact that I was no longer surprised to find onaholes in my daily life…
I picked it up.
[Ordinary Onahole]
[A commercially available onahole. Optimized for an erect penis of about 13cm, it is too small for me to use.]
On top of it was a pink letter.
「To the Onahole Collector, Kim Sang-hyeok」
「I’m a fan. I worked up the courage to buy this onahole. Please accept it.」
“…”
A fan…
I’ll gratefully accept the tribute, but this is a bit…
When I came out after changing, Isabella gave me a strange look.
“What’s with that expression?”
“There was an onahole in my locker.”
“Pfft!”
…
Isabella. You just burst out laughing, didn’t you?
She was turning her head and covering her face with her hands to hide it!
You’re laughing at the fact that an onahole appeared in my locker, aren’t you?
“Is it that funny, President?”
I pursued the President as she turned this way and that to hide her laughter.
I spun around with her.
“Is it funny that Hero Onahole Man is being cheered on with an onahole? President!”
“Pff, pffh…”
“Why don’t you just have a good laugh? ‘Receiving an onahole as tribute, how fitting for Onahole Man!’ or something!”
“Heh heh heh…”
Good grief.
Still, seeing Isabella laugh made me feel good, too.
“I’ll be a completely different man today, President.”
“Before that, there’s something I want to confirm.”
“Yes?”
“Yesterday, did I say anything… strange? No, did I do anything strange?”
…“Onahole Maaan~♡”
I remembered.
I never could have imagined that Isabella was capable of acting so cute with such a lovely voice…
Was that all I remembered?
I remembered everything. How Isabella had pressed her ass against me in the limousine, and her risqué comment about how I needed to be managed because I was a hero with a rapist’s disposition.
Isabella probably remembered it all, too; she hadn’t been drunk enough to black out.
“I gave you an unpleasant experience. I’m sorry.”
“Huh?”
“I’m your superior, yet I subjected you to my drunken antics and even sexual harassment… I’m reflecting on my actions.”
“It wasn’t unpleasant.”
I told her my honest feelings.
When our bodies touched, we clearly had feelings for each other. Did she really think I’d complain about it now?
“If that’s the case, then I’m relieved…”
This seems like the right time to talk about Kushina.
“President. There’s something I need to tell you, too.”
“What is it?”
“The villain we caught yesterday… what happens if I don’t send her to the Correction Bureau?”
“The Bureau of Correction will launch an investigation.”
“…”
Kushina. I’m sorry. I can’t keep you if it means disrupting the peace of my family…
“Anyone who protects a villain or provides them with a hideout will be sentenced to life or at least eight years in prison.”
“Haha.”
“Are you perhaps in a difficult situation?”
Isabella looked up at me intently.
“Actually, I am a little…”
“Are you reluctant to put the excreted jelly back? I can understand that.”
“…Excuse me?”
Oh? So that’s how the President sees it…
“Having to mix bodies with someone you have no feelings for… it must be a painful experience, right?”
“…”
That was a perspective I hadn’t considered.
I’d already had a very enjoyable time having sex with her to return the jelly…
A pang of guilt struck me.
It probably wasn’t Isabella’s intention, but it felt like a sharp whip cracking down on me, who had recently started coexisting with vulgarity.
“You wanted a perfect job done. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. I, too, have more experience sending villains to the hospital than to the Correction Bureau.”
“…”
That was a chilling statement.
“Instead, the villain’s masterpiece… in Kushina’s case, it’s that bikini. You just need to retrieve it and send it in.”
“That was the main thing?”
“It was likely enhanced with Magical Beast Steel distributed on the black market. Most villain equipment is. As long as you retrieve that, and the villain doesn’t reappear in society, it will count as your achievement.”
“…”
This society is truly merciless toward villains.
So I could have just kept Kushina?
“It’s strange for me, the head of the Correction Bureau, to say this, but there are some people in this world who are beyond rehabilitation.”
“Was Kushina like that?”
“I don’t know. But even after she finished her one-year rehabilitation period, I had a feeling she would become a villain again.”
“Why?”
“Because it seemed like she was driving herself into ruinous situations, hoping someone would punish her.”
Is that really true?
I couldn’t know what was in Kushina’s heart.
But seeing the smile she had in the dungeon…
In the end, wasn’t what she needed a friend and comrades who would be with her, even with her exhibitionist talent?
…But no matter how I sugarcoat it with pretty words.
I was the one who finished her off with rape and took the position of her master.
I suppose that means there’s a part of this I have to take responsibility for.
First things first…
The bikini is confiscated.
“Being forced to live in a state of helplessness, able only to watch as your own body collapses… you could call that a fitting end for a villain.”
“In that case, I’ll keep Kushina with me. As an onahole collector, there are things I’d like to study…”
Since I was already using Kushina like my personal weapon, I figured I should lay the groundwork now to make excuses later.
“Understood. Anything else to say?”
“No, ma’am. I’ll be counting on you for lots of stamps today.”
“It won’t be easy.”
“I told you, I’m different now!”
The President immediately threw me.
“Ugh!”
I rolled pathetically across the floor.
I was so surprised I couldn’t even break my fall properly.
[You are receiving Isabella’s teachings.]
[Your Martial Arts level has increased.]
…
“You really have improved. To think you could react to that.”
“You’re not being sarcastic, are you…”
“No. I was genuinely surprised. When did your stats increase so much again?”
“I… negotiated… with a demon merchant…”
Ugh…
The spot I injured in the dungeon today hurts so much.
I feel dizzy.
“Kim Sang-hyeok? Kim Sang-hyeok!”
Having taken another hit to my injured area, I passed out.
When I opened my eyes, I was in the nurse’s office.
The scent of disinfectant, one you’d smell at any hospital, tickled my nose.
“…Ugh…”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?”
“…Ah. I thought I was fine…”
Come to think of it… I’ve had worse injuries healed in a flash by that other-world saintess, so I’ve gotten into the habit of just ignoring them.
This time, the healing magic didn’t come, probably because she was busy taking care of a child or something.
“…Haaah.”
The Student Council President was sitting next to me, letting out a sigh of relief.
…Isabella is worried about me.
It really felt like a lot had changed.
“Making me worry…”
“…”
“No training today. Get some rest.”
“What about my activities? I need to get my stamps…”
“I said rest. Just now, didn’t I?”
“Y-yes, ma’am…”
Isabella stood watch over my sickbed.
…It was a strange feeling.
“I’ve taken the necessary measures. You’ll be fine after getting an IV drip and resting for a few hours.”
Ugh.
I wondered why my wrist felt a bit uncomfortable. An IV needle was stuck in it.
I instantly felt constrained.
“Don’t worry, I’ll have it count as class time.”
“You’re taking such good care of me…”
Is it because I’m a student of interest? Or is Isabella interested in me, too?
Our eyes met for a moment, but I couldn’t read any emotion in Isabella’s lake-like blue eyes.
“You are no longer the stain on the academy… the Kim Sang-hyeok of the past.”
“I’m the hero of justice, Onahole Man.”
“You’re also a member of a squad that reached the top ten among the second-years this week.”
“Oh, you saw?”
“I did. You worked hard.”
See? It’s more than just being a student of interest, isn’t it?
We’ve eaten together, had drinks together…
It’s strange that things haven’t progressed beyond that.
Should I test her?
“Can I have some water, President?”
“Don’t you have legs?”
“I think I’m still a little dizzy…”
Isabella let out a deep sigh and got me some water.
“Drink.”
“Gulp, gulp…”
Ah, this is nice.
The President, who never used to do this, was now diligently taking care of me.
“Thank you.”
“Now lie down quietly and sleep.”
Isabella casually took off her jacket and sat down in the chair.
Gasp…
There’s a gap… under the arm of her riding suit?
Seeing Isabella’s exposed sideboob was making my dick get hard.
No, it was already about halfway there.
I observed the profile of the Student Council President as she coolly read a book.
She’s beautiful.
When she’s in fighter mode, she has a cool and pretty vibe. But when she’s like this, with her straight hair flowing down and exuding an aristocratic mood, she’s also perfect.
“What is it now?”
As if sensing my gaze, our eyes met.
Even the way her brows furrowed in annoyance was a sight to behold.
“I have to go to the bathroom.”
“Go on.”
“Help me up, please.”
“…Are you a baby?”
“Ugh, the spot where the President threw me is starting to hurt…”
Isabella shut her book with an irritated snap and helped me up.
Ooh…
Her breasts are brushing against me just a little. I love it…
“You can handle your business by yourself, I assume.”
“If I say I can’t, will you help me?”
“I’ll just break your spine cleanly so I have no choice but to help you.”
“…”
I’ll handle my business by myself.
When I came out after washing my hands, the President helped me up again.
As she helped me back to the bed…
The nice smell coming from her was driving me crazy.
“You smell like flowers.”
“There are no flowers. In the nurse’s office.”
“…From you, Isabella.”
“…”
Flinch!!
Isabella recoiled as if pushing me away.
“Don’t smell me.”
“…You smell nice. Is it perfume?”
Isabella didn’t answer.
I should stop teasing her. If I push any further, I’ll be in big trouble.
Yawn.
I closed my eyes for a bit.
I dozed off for a moment and woke up to find…
My dick was fully erect, with no resistance whatsoever.
…Why is this happening?
It was a full-on erection for no reason at all.
To be fair, just being in the same room as Isabella meant the danger of an erection was always present.
But this physical change, independent of my will, was a little embarrassing.
“What are you doing?”
“…It’s a physiological phenomenon.”
For a brief moment, I had a fantasy.
A fantasy of Isabella giving me a handjob.
「I’ll jerk you off, so stay still. This is a necessary act to extract your rapist semen.」
「Hmph. Getting this hard… did my female scent really affect you that much? Answer me.」
Ooh…
It suits her so well!!
“How absurd. You kept getting an erection every eight minutes while you were sleeping.”
“I’m healthy, right?”
“A man’s body is just as inefficient as a woman’s.”
“But you were watching the whole time? Timing it?”
“…”
Isabella flinched.
“Are you curious about the male body?”
“Anything further will be considered sexual harassment.”
“…”
She’s the one who was observing my erect dick!
But asking her for a handjob was definitely crossing the line.
“I wanted to get a ‘Good Job’ stamp. What a shame.”
“There are no stamps for you, who did nothing but lie there with an erection.”
“…”
That’s so lewd.
Why does everything she says, even when she has no intention of it, sound so dirty?
“Seeing how unnecessarily healthy you are, I suppose I can leave now.”
“Aargh! My shoulder!”
“You injured your back. Be prepared to be properly rolled around tomorrow.”
“…”
“Your answer?”
“Yes, ma’am!”
The President straightened her back, picked up her folded jacket, and put it on.
“When I call for you, I won’t tolerate you showing up injured either.”
“Yes.”
Isabella left the nurse’s office.
With the tension gone, I got bored while finishing the IV drip and turned on my smartphone.
Oh. Right.
I made money.
I should send it to my little sisters. I decided to send it this time before I forgot again.
But who manages the money?
Serena?
But even if I give it to Serena, it’s better to give it through Stella.
Simply because I want to look cool.
She’ll be surprised, right? Definitely?
[Kim Sang-hyeok]
Kim Sang-hyeok has sent you 300,000 Coins.
[Stella]
?
[Stella]
What’s this
Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)
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