Ero Academy

As we stepped outside, there were noticeably more people than when we had entered.

Everyone seemed relieved to see us emerge unharmed.

It appeared that the locals had been waiting to find out if the hunter who ventured into the dungeon would return safely.

"Now you can relax!" Yuuna declared.

"Phew, thank you, young lady."

"My child passes by here, I was worried about what would happen if a monster emerged…"

"What a stunningly handsome and beautiful couple."

Contrary to my awkward stance,

Yuuna seemed completely at ease, as if reassuring the townspeople was part of a hunter's duties.

"Please wait, I'll need to verify your hunter licenses," a man interjected.

At that moment, men dressed in black suits suddenly approached us.

Hunter licenses? I didn't have anything like that.

"You can speak to me," Yuuna whispered while presenting her license to the men.

"They're from the Hunter Bureau. I'll handle the cleanup, so you go ahead."

"Uh, alright. Thanks."

"See you tomorrow!"

The cleanup is thorough. Is this the world of professional hunters?

It seems to be a field with more significance than merely high-paying part-time jobs, both socially and personally.

'Is this also a ruthlessly competitive society after all?'

In a world where there are no college entrance exams, it's natural for a delicate female student like Yuuna to wield a sword and charge into a dungeon teeming with monsters. I find myself in such a place.

Others may view my abilities as unfairly powerful, even cowardly.

Is that why I feel this way?

No, honestly, I enjoy being in life's easy mode. Who wouldn't like that? Although it's somewhat challenging to maintain a distance from my excessively vulgar skills,

Now that I've discovered the versatility of the 'Onahole Collector',

I can't help but wonder how well I must utilize this snowball effect to ensure the safety of my beautiful sisters and my future wife (not a harem).

That's all I think about.

Following Academy Street No. 3 and turning right into the alley,

Our house is a two-story detached home with a red roof and an accompanying yard.

*Squeak.*

I placed the bike where it belonged and searched for a lock, but there wasn't one to be found.

'…Are there no bicycle thieves in this other world?'

Now that I think about it, there wasn't any lock when I took it off either.

"An older brother should act like an older brother, so don't come home. If you do, I'll kill you."

"If you come in, I'll kill you. I'm not joking."

…

I let out a sigh at the thought of confronting Stella soon.

"Brother~!"

"Serena?"

I perk up my ears at the lovely voice that dissolves such worries.

Serena, an SS-class beauty with black hair in the region, was watering the garden flower bed dressed in dolphin shorts.

Whether I like it or not, my eyes are drawn to my sister's long, outstretched legs.

Her outfit seemed to test my patience.

What if someone kidnaps Serena?

Such worries spring up spontaneously due to her unconventional attire.

"What has caught your attention? Heave-ho!"

"Ah! Don't spray water!"

These are the only clothes I have that don't smell!

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"Hee hee."

"Caught you!"

"Kyaa!"

I grab the playful Serena and lift her up.

As Serena drenched herself in water, the black lace underwear beneath her white tank top became visible.

'…What am I doing?'

She snapped back to reality while savoring a newlywed moment.

"Oppa, you pervert."

"I swear I didn't mean to."

In the midst of orchestrating a scene reminiscent of a naïve love comedy, she locked eyes with her blonde sister, who stared icily from the second-floor window.

Eek!

This is a horror game, right?

Her heart plummeted.

"Didn't Stella say she was going to kill me?"

"Ahaha…"

Serena could only offer an awkward laugh.

"Stay strong, Oppa!"

Indeed, it's about restoring order to a broken household, but it wouldn't be cool to beg Serena for help.

No need to panic!

He strode confidently through the front door.

'So cold…'

Perhaps it was just his imagination.

The house felt as chilling as a communal grave.

After soaping up the hand he'd used to touch the Onahole, he scrubbed it spotlessly clean and finished washing his face.

He then went in search of Stella.

The house was eerily silent.

Serena was still outside…

…Could abnormal gravitational waves have occurred here as well?

If so, it is undoubtedly an S-class dungeon.

'Let's head to the room for now…'

I will go to the room and think about what to do next.

Being too forceful could backfire. First, I need to find out why Stella is so upset.

Even with a face that is 58,000 times more appealing to women only,

And the hidden stat charm of 999 bestowed by the goddess, there is an issue that cannot be resolved.

It lies between Stella and me.

On the second floor, I carefully knock on Stella's door.

"Stella. It's me, your brother. We need to talk."

No answer comes back.

I am certain she is inside, but the atmosphere feels as if she is protesting, not wanting to engage in conversation.

"Stella."

I can't just leave it like this…

Didn't she reply via text message? She hasn't blocked me, so let's give it a try.

– Stella, let's talk for a moment. If you don't want me to come to your room, let's meet in mine

[Stella]

In 30 minutes

In half an hour… Alright.

I return to my room, pacing back and forth, simulating what I should do if Stella comes out emotionally.

This is a rightful battle to reclaim my brother's authority.

"What would a friend with a real sibling have said, I wonder?"

Would they have told me to establish discipline by beating someone to death?

That's the only method I've come across, but it surely can't be that simple.

Having tidied up my room, I was browsing through my phone.

Unintentionally opening the gallery app to view the pictures I had taken today, I gasped in horror.

[Student Council President Isabella (SSS-grade)]

[Stella's Panties]

[Serena's Secret Shots]

[Hyejeong's Shower Silhouette, can be used 4 times immediately (extremely arousing, seems to have been used at least 30 times)]

…What is this?

There are over 5,000 secretly taken photos. To target the student council president – I didn't realize my life was so dangerously on the line.

It was evident that OnaAka's former protagonist, "Koo Sang-hyuk," had committed these acts.

After scrolling down and examining the photos, there was nothing that could truly disgrace the student council president.

However, the camera angles were undoubtedly salacious.

The effort to capture lewd images of the hip curvature accentuated by white pants was apparent.

And then, the malicious deepfake pornography, synthesizing the student council president's face.

Another folder brimmed with upskirt photos of anonymous academy girls.

'…'

However, what was truly terrifying were the files named after his younger sisters. He had to check them, didn't he?

As a family sharing a home, there were plenty of opportunities to exploit vulnerabilities. Fortunately, there were no voyeuristic photos that crossed the line. At most, he had barely managed to capture a glimpse of Serena's panties. The majority of the shots were blurred, as if taken while he was being hit or jostled.

And yet…

* November 1st: Stella's red polka-dot panties

* November 2nd: Stella's white cotton panties, reeking of sweat from her workout

'This…'

It appeared that he had taken the photos with the panties laid out, unable to capture the girls themselves. Such an act was legendary. The Goddess Yagem wouldn't allow the heroine to be blemished before "OnaAka" began, so this must have been the extent of the perverse deeds committed on Henna or his sisters.

But, what if he hadn't been possessed by this game? When considering that possibility, it seemed that the biggest victims of this game's setting were Sang-hyuk's family members, namely Serena and Stella.

My fingers won't stop scrolling.

I'm not enjoying it. I'm merely witnessing with my own eyes what has transpired.

This is the world within the game.

What can I do if I'm frustrated by this…?

"Enn. Come out for a moment."

"Yep!"

Enn appears.

"If you treat me like this, it's difficult to mend our relationship even if I kneel down and beg."

"Recovering relationships? That's easy?"

"Other than turning your sister into an Onahole?"

"Actually, I've come up with a new method!"

That's right.

You're so upset about the student council president's event, and you have no countermeasures?

As expected, she's a goddess.

"What is it?"

"Whoa, don't be surprised! Ta-da!"

The goddess extended her hand, filled with light, bestowing upon me new powers.

[You have acquired the power !]

[Ba-ba-bam ba★ ba ba ba-ba-bam★]

"...."

"With this, even a cheeky sister who doesn't listen is reduced to an oral service machine in one go! You can enjoy an amazing fellatio session anytime!"

"No...."

What is this?

"Don't add anything strange to my skill tree! This will be deactivated, right?"

"Why? I even gave you the Lucky Skebe!"

"Lucky Skebe, is there any other way besides offering fellatio everywhere and creating my sister's Onahole?"

"…A hypnosis app? Oh, that power belongs to the Dragon King, so it's not possible…"

"No, is there no solution in this world other than rape?!"

Now, my brother,

He said he would atone for making such a colossal mistake in the past.

A goddess who laughs while presenting "Fellatio anywhere!"

Isn't this sexually charged ability insane?

"Well, wouldn't it be acceptable if you finally obtained the other person's consent in some way?"

"It's rape when the other person doesn't have the ability to make a normal decision. Please, Enn!"

In order to remove , I turn on the status window and keep dragging and dropping with my fingers, but it doesn't disappear.

This damned perverted skill.

"However, I don't want the heroine to unleash her hatred on Sang-hyuk like this. The scenario of disciplining a cheeky younger sister is quite enticing, you know!"

"So, you want me to rape her?"

"Hehe. Since raping her outright might weigh on one's conscience, why not do it with !"

"Honestly, I've been enjoying it little by little myself, so it's hard to outright object."

Come here.

In the original world, I never would have had a chance to speak with such a beautiful woman.

And now, it's happening four times a day.

I must thank the goddess for that. It's not like I dislike these risqué events.

However.

There is a line I cannot cross as a human being.

"I'm against violating Stella's will."

"…"

"I won't do it."

"…Hmmph. I put a lot of effort into creating it…"

"I'm grateful you made this kind of thing for me, but I'm also worried about suffering unjust harm due to false accusations…"

In this situation, if I were to use on Stella…

I had truly reached my limit as a person…

"It's not like I suddenly change just because I've found myself in this world."

I don't really want to feign kindness or put on a display of hypocrisy. There were times when I gave in to my desires, having my sister touch me inappropriately, groping my classmate's breasts, and causing chaos from day one. All I'm saying is that there are things I just can't accept.

Acts akin to vile rape are absolutely out of the question.

"If that is Sang-hyuk's intention…"

"Is there any information that might be helpful?"

"Hmm… Stella is actually quite prone to loneliness. Deep down, she yearns for an older brother figure she can rely on."

"…So I just need to show her that side of me."

"Her hidden erotic stats are quite impressive… Once she starts to serve, she's truly amazing…"

"Wait, hold on! Don't say things like that!"

Enn playfully stuck out her tongue.

Anyway, this one…

"This has quite a unique taste too! The progression of building intimacy by tenderly caring for each Onahole, capable of bringing one to submission in just three minutes!"

"…If you're a god in name, don't call the heroine you created an Onahole…"

"But if you feel like your patience is on the verge of breaking, don't forget !"

…Just take it.

There's no doubt that they're expecting me to give in to temptation the moment I take hold of this metaphorical sword.

Knock, knock.

Upon hearing the knock on the door, En swiftly vanished.

"Come in."