Etsol Academy Entrance.
Cute female students who appear to be first-years are gathered, chattering excitedly. 'What's going on?' "Ah! It's that oppa!"
"Found him!"
"Waaah!" 'Seriously, what's going on?' When there's a group of female students clustered at the school entrance.
How many men would think it's purely because of them?
I was quite taken aback when suddenly surrounded by a group of female students like a herd of rabbits. Is it because I'm the academy's greatest clown, the 「Onahole Man」?
The atmosphere is too positive for that.
There was only one reason they gathered. "Oppa! You're so handsome!"
"Kyaa!"
"Can I take a picture? A picture?"
"Oppa, you're so tall!"
"So handsome!"
"Please give me your number. Your number!" Kyaa-reurk. Kyaa-reurk.
I'm getting drained by the female student legion.
While I'm at a loss, female students whose faces and names I don't know cling to me.
Subtly hugging, groping my chest, holding my hand...... This is clearly sexual harassment.
I should give them a stern word. "Hey now, line up. I'll take pictures in order."
"Kyaa~! Yes!!" Did you see that? My amazing taming skills.
With just one word, I dominated the female students. A face genius doesn't need a hypnosis app. 'I'm drained......' After taking pictures for the female students' Dunsta, I arrived at my locker, and 30 minutes had already passed.
But there. "Sanghyuk...ah. Hello..." Standing there was a black-haired, big-breasted female student who was a champion at draining energy in a different way.
Far from being noisy, she's very quiet, and seems like she would do whatever I say—this timid girl.
Her hands modestly clasped together, standing with her back straight and pushing out her large breasts, is truly destructive. "...Hello. Hena."
"Me too......"
"You want a picture too? A photo?" Nod, nod.
Right. Being this handsome, I should serve as a public resource. "Here. Come closer."
"I don't know how to take it..."
"I'll take it for you. Go into the camera app here..." I matched heights with the shy Hena and snapped a picture.
I could see timid V-sign with her fingers in the corner of the photo. "Huh? Haven't you saved my number?"
"I bought it yesterday."
"Yesterday?" To think she didn't have a smartphone until now, is her family strict?
I casually typed in my number for her. "This is my number."
"Can I contact you?"
"Of course." Hena fidgeted happily, alternately looking at her smartphone screen and my face. "Thank you. I'll definitely contact you."
"I'd appreciate chest photos after your bath."
"......"
"......I'm kidding." I shouldn't joke like this with Hena.
Even though I know better, her breasts are so eye-catching that I unconsciously blurted it out. "...Should I take some?"
"Don't. If you mess up, your personal information could spread all over the internet." Flinch!
Hena trembled like pudding during an earthquake. "Wh-what would happen then......?"
"What would happen? Didn't you just see me? Instead of female students, suspicious ahjussis would gather for a fan meeting."
"Eek! No...!"
"You don't want that, right?"
"I don't want anyone except Sanghyuk."
"......" Why specifically make me the exception? Making me feel fluttered......
Hena shyly twisted her waist back and forth. "What if only you can see?"
"No, I said don't take any..."
"Ah. Between friends... it's not allowed, right." Right. Between friends, it's not allowed.
If Hena were my girlfriend, I'd probably ask for sexy selfies every day. '......I worry she might be tricked by some bad man while walking unsteadily.' [Beep]
[Kim Sanghyuk, D-rank. Authentication complete.] Oh, the ban on my student ID has been lifted.
Inside my locker were lots of explicit men's magazines.
Not really surprising. I'd have been shocked if there were textbooks instead. And underneath...... [「Perception.Red」 activated]
[Hena's Underwear]
[Pink underwear that Hena cherishes. Stolen before gym class.] ......
It seems the bad man who seduced innocent Hena is none other than me. "Hena."
"Yes?" I called to Hena, who was organizing her storage box. "Here." Hena's face turned red when she saw the underwear set I handed her. "Ah, um......?"
"I'm returning it."
"......That."
"Just take it and don't say anything." Hena obediently took back her underwear.
Stealing it and then returning it with my own hands—even I think it's strange behavior. "......Did you use it?"
"Why would I wear women's underwear?"
"That..." No way.
Are you asking if I used your underwear as fap material?
It seems I'm being suspected of rubbing my dick against it. "I didn't use it."
"You took it but didn't use it? Why? Is this... unfashionable?" I really didn't expect this kind of conversation to start.
How would I know if stolen women's underwear is good or not? I've never stolen women's underwear in my life...... "Did I ever say it was?"
"Mmm."
"When it's on your body, whatever it is, it's not unfashionable." The mint-colored bra I saw yesterday is already one of the memories I'll never forget in my lifetime.
Underwear that wraps around breasts that look like they might burst—whatever it is, it's luxury. "......" Hena seemed slightly pleased.
Though my answer was rather ahjussi-like, it wasn't the wrong one, apparently.
I calmly searched through my storage box more. To see if there was anything problematic. [Men's Magazine - SS Issue 19]
[Legendary Girl Idol Group 「NTT」's visual member. A men's magazine featuring 「Lizna Mei」. Surprisingly all-ages.] 'Lizna Mei?' The one who resembles the Student Council President?
Curious, I flipped through it slightly, and they really do look alike.
The silver hair and large breasts. 'Usually in these cases, there's a cliché that they're the same person.' Even accounting for photo editing, they definitely don't seem to be the same person.
Even if the pink eyes are contact lenses, the Lizna Mei in the pictorial had the feel of an affectionate, busty girlfriend. 'There's Student Council President goods too.' Tumbler, mousepad, pillow.
When will I clear out all this stuff?
I wonder if this bastard Old Sanghyuk came to the academy to study or to be a fanboy. 'I understand the feeling.' Isabella is truly beautiful.
The chances of a D-rank reject like me meeting her through normal means and things going well are infinitesimally low.
To get along with a woman that beautiful, looks alone aren't enough. With the mindset of making her into an 「Onahole」, things might be different.
I chuckled at my own ridiculous thought. Me? The Student Council President?
Could there be anything more absurd?
I have no intention of using Personality Excretion for such purposes. No matter how much the goddess encourages it.
Rather than such criminal acts, growing comfortably and earning the heroines' recognition seems much more fun. The morning class was 「Scarecrow Measurement」.
I turn around to face Hena sitting behind me. "What's that?"
"You attack a scarecrow to score points."
"Points, huh..." Inwardly, I thought it was an event befitting an academy.
In our world too, there's something called mock exams where young students compete for Korean, English, and math scores, aiming for top universities.
Except for the fact that scores determine joy and sorrow, there's almost nothing similar. In terms of fun, the scarecrow measurement seemed much more enjoyable. "Have you both practiced a bit?" Yuuna approached suddenly.
Since class hadn't started yet, she borrowed an empty chair and slides it next to Hena's desk.
Wasn't her seat quite far away? "I just learned about it today for the first time."
"You should have marked it well on your calendar. I heard it affects the first semester evaluation." That was exactly what a model student would say.
Nakamori Yuuna smiles brightly at me. I felt a slight flutter.
......This experience of such a pretty girl clearly wanting to get close to me and approaching first,
is very fresh for me. "Don't worry. Teacher Yuuna is here to show you her tricks."
"Indeed. I trust only Teacher Yuuna."
"I... trust." Hena follows along with my response.
Yuuna, with a satisfied smile, said. "When hitting the scarecrow, stamina distribution is important. Since the scarecrow offers no resistance, there's a high chance of over-pacing!"
"But isn't it right to pour out all your stamina?"
"You need to be careful because it's measured in different time intervals."
"Ah." According to Yuuna,
the scarecrow damage measurement is divided into 6 seconds, 30 seconds, and 2 minutes, then a comprehensive evaluation is made.
If you use too much strength at the beginning, you'll be out of breath during the final 2-minute measurement. I'm not sure if this applies to me, with attack skills limited to Personality Excretion and Yaksha Charge.
Even if simply swinging fists, if you use all your strength to move your body flawlessly for 2 minutes,
you should be careful not to disrupt your breathing. Even more so when using skills. "That's helpful."
"Since Sanghyuk gained some strength from clearing the dungeon yesterday, you might aim for a promotion to C-rank at the next comprehensive evaluation, right?"
"Is C-rank the standard for second-years?"
"Yes. It's rare to be D-rank. But now you've, how should I say... your growth has opened up. No one knows what your peak is!"
"Right. I'm planning to nurture myself and become a Hunter." The moment I said that,
Dihilit's gang, who must have been listening from somewhere, burst into laughter. "Bwahahaha!"
"......" Yuuna stared at them blankly. "What's so funny?"
"Nothiiing. Just seeing you two talking bullshit. As if just anyone can become a Hunter." Is this guy Dihilit Ade?
Earring on just one ear and drooping eyes. His mouth was constantly distorted with mockery directed at me.
For some reason, he genuinely disliked me.
With his rolled-up sleeves revealing tattoos, if it were the old me, I would have been afraid to even make eye contact. Honestly, I still didn't want to associate with him. "What about Sanghyuk? He has talent, you know?"
"The talent for 「Onahole Collection」!" Dihilit's gang snickered along. "He's the best at jerking off alone and lonely. Hey."
"Kekeke."
"Are you seriously planning to become the Onahole Princess and support him, Yuuna?"
"......" Yuuna's cheeks reddened at the crude teasing.
If they keep mentioning my vulgar talent with "onahole, onahole," a female student like Yuuna has no chance of winning a verbal fight. "Kim Sanghyuk. Quit school quickly and find work in a workshop." Dihilit approached and put his hand on my shoulder. "Washed-up Hunters who need your onaholes will line up." I brushed off Dihilit's hand. "Oh? Even the Onahole Collector resists when stepped on?"
"Don't touch me." The classroom atmosphere became tense, as if a fight would break out soon with my one statement. "I don't have many clothes, so I can't let them get dirty."
"Right. Well..." Dihilit patted my shoulder with his hand. "You should at least save face before quitting. If your score comes out in double digits, you'll go home crying to mommy."
"Kekeke." Score...... Is that what's important in the end?
I'll try to get a high score this time, whatever. Shortly after, at the indoor training ground.
The fate-deciding scarecrow measurement began. Take this! "Personality Discharge Smash!!!" My finishing move roared.

Personality Discharge Smash (1)