0011. The Goddess of Eroge, En-chan

“Why? Don’t they have any sexual crime prevention system here?”

“Sniff… Please reconsider…”

“See, you should’ve known your limits. Why’d you have to frame me?”

“That’s just how the original setting was… What could I do…?”

As expected, this part wasn’t the goddess trying to screw me over, it was an unforeseen tragedy caused by the difference between me and a typical eroge protagonist.

“Get up.”

“Yessir!”

I grabbed the goddess’s cheeks and pulled hard.

“Aghblblb!”

“Why the hell are you pushing me into a harem route?”

“Well, I saw what happened with Serena-chan and you, Sang-hyuk-nim…”

I flinched. That was my weak point.

If this goddess said, “You fucked Serena, so take responsibility! Take responsibility for our world!” honestly, I’d have nothing to say back.

“……I was so fucking turned on!”

“Huh?”

The goddess was burning with the passion of an eroge developer.

“I wanna see more of that kind of scene!”

“What kind of scene…?”

“The scene where Sang-hyuk-nim, a pure-love believer, throws away his convictions!”

This time, I grabbed both her cheeks with both hands and pulled.

“Hblblblb!?”

“Did you call me here on purpose? Spit it out.”

“I-I really didn’t… Ugh…! But it’ll be the best proof that [Ona-Aka] is hot as hell…!”

Hot.

Fuck, it’s way too hot, that’s the problem.

Why is Serena so damn pretty?

What about Stella? The student council president? Even from a distance, from behind, from above, you could just tell they were guaranteed heroines in this eroge.

“Feedback… Please… How was Serena’s pussy!?”

I was getting dizzy from a goddess who was begging for pussy feedback.

“I didn’t… mean to…”

“Heheh.”

“……If I end up on a harem route, I might just turn you into an onahole first.”

“I-I’m an unattainable heroine!”

She didn’t deny being a heroine, huh? Whatever.

“Even if you call it feedback, they’re all real people now.”

“Well, now that Sang-hyuk-nim is here, that’s true.”

“Rather than talking about how her pussy felt or treating her like some object… I just… She’s a little sister too good for me, so I want to treat her well…”

“……I never imagined that perspective…! The guilt of making such a precious, cute little sister give you a handjob!”

“You wanna die for real?”

I was trying to be serious here, and she just turned it into a joke?

“Sang-hyuk-nim’s playstyle is giving me insane inspiration!”

Sparkle sparkle.

The goddess’s eyes were shining. At least she’s getting inspiration, meanwhile, I’ve been here less than half a day and almost became a full-fledged sex offender twice.

“Just give me a proper cheat to one-shot the final boss. Level 9,999.”

“That’d ruin the fun of the game, so no!”

I already knew that, I was just testing my luck.

“Just like how pure love is precious to you, Sang-hyuk-nim, I have my own beliefs as a game developer! That’s why I gave you a well-thought-out bonus, please enjoy it on easy mode.”

“It’s not like I’m doing this because pure love is precious to me…”

“Then why?”

“Most people are like this. Treating women as more than just onaholes is basic decency. I can’t do shit like ‘pussy pounding re-education.’”

“Huh? But here, it’s common sense for Sang-hyuk-nim to turn academy girls into onaholes, right?”

…What a fucking shitty common sense.

At least I learned that even the goddess had lines she wouldn’t cross.

No one-shot cheats. But the cheats I have are useful enough to make easy mode possible.

Wait.

“Then how do you overcome this situation in the original? There’s no ‘Lucky Pervert’ thing, right?”

“In the original, you get on your knees and beg for a chance. There’s no way to turn the student council president into an onahole here. She’s the ‘final heroine’!”

‘Final heroine.’

That phrase again. Seems like among the heroines, there’s one the goddess holds in special regard, and Isabella is one of them.

“I don’t think this is something begging on my knees will fix…”

“The victim already agreed to settle! She’s actually the protagonist’s childhood friend, but he gaslit her so hard she can’t refuse. She’s the easiest heroine to conquer in [Ona-Aka]!”

“What a fucking bastard. Was the last protagonist a real person too?”

“Before [Ona-Aka] began, it was fictional. But now, Sang-hyuk-nim is the one actually shaping the Onahole Academy! I’ll help too! Your pure love corruption!”

“……You’re the one trying to conquer me, huh? Now that I think about it.”

“Serena was good, right?”

……Tch.

This brat brought up Serena again.

“Let’s make the best eroge together!”

“Not happening. And tell me your name before you go.”

“My name?”

“You’re the only one calling me by name here.”

“Hmph, revealing a goddess’s name comes at a price…”

“Forget it. Fine.”

“The one and only Goddess of Eroge! En-chan!”

En.

After the most excitable goddess when it came to eroge left, time returned to its normal flow.

[“As long as you don’t do anything perverted, you’ll get through this event safely! Absolutely! Don’t provoke Isabella!”]

Originally, provoking the student council president would send you straight to a game over.

Whether my mind snapped from the hellish 300 hours or she actually intervened, I don’t know.

But one thing’s for sure: Isabella is the first woman I’ve encountered here with the power to dictate my life.

The tension I’d momentarily forgotten came rushing back.

“You’re the first one who’s ever stepped forward and asked to be disciplined.”

Backing out now would be lame, right?

Whatever. The goddess said she’d handle it somehow. I decided to stick to my decision.

“What do you plan to do if you’re released into society as a D-rank?”

“Guess I’ll find some other way to make a living.”

“Heh heh…”

‘A D-rank making a living elsewhere.’

None of the executives laughed at that. Only the student council president mocked me.

“Fine. Wait outside, Kim Sang-hyuk.”

Huh? She’s really letting me go just like that?

I was freed from the defendant’s seat.

“The results are in.”

A short while later, Isabella opened the student council room door and stepped out.

Her gaze as she looked at me seemed… slightly warmer.

“Are we going now? For training.”

“I’ve decided to postpone your punishment for now.”

“…Huh?”

“It means I’m giving you a chance.”

Things resolved more easily than I expected.

Maybe the student council president is more merciful than I thought?

As if cutting off my thoughts, the student council president spoke with sharp eyes.

“I don’t know what delusions you’re under.”

I flinched.

“I have no intention of going easy on you. Nor do I plan to forgive you.”

“…Yes.”

“However. Your testimony doesn’t add up. You said you don’t remember?”

I nodded.

On the screen was footage of me, well, more accurately, since the protagonist had been replaced by me, the old protagonist’s recorded footage must’ve changed to show my face instead.

No wonder I had no memory of it.

“I just discussed this with the other officers on my way here, and we all agreed it doesn’t seem like you’re lying.”

“…Thank you for believing me.”

“In dungeons, though rare, there are demonic beasts that inflict mental damage. You might’ve been exposed to something like that.”

“…”

Dungeons? Demonic beasts?

So this is that kind of world. Figures…

“In that case, this interrogation isn’t valid right now. We’ll find whatever tampered with your memories, fix it, and then settle this properly.”

“…So you’re postponing because I’m not fully aware of my crimes.”

“Exactly.”

What a thorough person…

“If we don’t get it right, your soul will just be left with resentment.”

“…Thank you.”

“The reason your punishment was reduced is because the victim, Hena, consistently insisted she didn’t want you punished. Realistically, this should’ve been grounds for permanent expulsion from the academy. So you should thank her instead of me.”

“Another faceless benefactor, huh.”

At my words, the student council president closed his eyes and muttered.

“You’ve improved slightly.”

Huh?

Improved? At what?

Before I could ask, she was already gone.

“Return to your classroom.”

Those were her only parting words.

After receiving my temporary reprieve and returning to class, I spotted the easiest heroine to win in the game, my childhood friend, Hena.

How did I recognize her at a glance?

[100% Virgin Guaranteed! A Devoted Pure-Hearted Girl! Black-Haired, Busty Schoolgirl Hena♡ Her personality’s a liiittle gloomy, but she’s top-tier for onahole compatibility♡]

‘The only gloomy one here is you, goddess, introducing a schoolgirl like she’s some kind of sex-toy…’

Even from behind, Hena’s figure was insane.

But her posture was slumped, like she wanted to curl up and disappear, and her face…

Even just catching a glimpse of her jawline, she was clearly pretty, but her unnecessarily long black hair covered half her face.

…I immediately understood why she was the easiest to win.

Does this make sense? With a body and face this hot, she’s going for the ‘nerd girl’ aesthetic?

If she just flipped her hair back and straightened her shoulders, she could easily be an influencer with 8 million followers.

And this black-haired beauty was the heroine who generously forgave my perverted criminal actions.

‘Forgave?’

I don’t know if she actually forgave me.

Should I get on my knees and beg?

Either way, I hadn’t expected to meet the victim so soon.

It was true that thanks to her request, I got off easy…

‘I can think of her as a friend, right?’

“You’re Hena, right?”

“Eek!”

She startled like a hedgehog raising its spines at the sound of her name.

She timidly turned her head, spotted me, and her eyes, well, what little I could see of them, widened further in shock.

“Wanna talk for a bit?”

Thud.

Hena stood up abruptly and grabbed my hand.

Huh? This forward?

She led me to the adjacent building, stopping near a deserted staircase.

What’s this? Is she actually some kind of delinquent?

“Hah… hah…”

“Calm down first.”

Seeing her head-on, her chest was even more overwhelming…

I definitely wasn’t staring, but pretending it didn’t fill my vision would be a lie.

“Are you… okay?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that? You’re fine being alone with me?”

Nod nod.

Hena bobbed her head. At the very least, she seemed genuinely concerned about me.

Even after what I did… Well, I didn’t do it, but still.

“I’ve… made up my mind…”

“About what?”

Hena began unbuttoning her uniform blouse, slowly exposing her chest…

What the…?

“What the hell are you doing?!”

I frantically checked our surroundings.

If someone saw us like this in a deserted area, it’d look like I was some kind of delinquent blackmailing an innocent girl to strip.

“Whatever you’ve decided, stop it!”

After confirming no one was around, I grabbed her wrist, startling her.

Her wrist was so delicate and fragile…

It felt like the slightest pressure might snap it.

The difference in strength between my current body and a girl’s was immediately obvious.

Hena froze, but her blouse was already open, revealing a bright mint-green bra struggling to contain her ample chest.

“Hold on. Let’s talk this through.”

“…Huh?”

“Did you do this because you wanted to destroy me completely? Should I get on my knees?”

Hena was clearly drowning in embarrassment, her face burning red up to her ears.

So why did she strip…?

“Friends…”

I waited silently for her to continue.

“Sang-hyuk, you… if you… w-want to stay friends… you have to… touch my chest…”

……Me?