Awakening the Lustful Eye: Subway Conquest Begins
"If this skill test is just some useless ad, I won't let them off easy."
The moment I spotted the part in the letter mentioning it was an operator special perk skill, I dropped to my knees right there, facing the direction of N Corp, and hit receive mail. Inside the mail was a high-class letter sealed with sealing wax on a black envelope, but I had no time to admire the decoration—I tore it open immediately and found a single gold card inside, which I picked up.
"What's this?"
The gold card featured an embossed eagle wing symbolizing N Corp, with a single eye made of intricate decorations inside it. When I stroked the eye once, a notification appeared along with a message that the skill had been registered.
Lustful Eye – The eye bestowed by the gods to more easily conquer the opposite sex.
※ This skill can only be used by one permitted person.
※ As an operator special perk, skill upgrades are impossible.
LV. Master: This skill can only be used on the opposite sex. It can check various states of the opposite sex.
"That's it?"
For an operator special perk skill, it was surprisingly simple—just a single unfriendly line with no proper instructions on how to use it. Still, I consoled myself that I'd gotten a free skill and decided to skip the last remaining Random Skill Level-Up Coupon for a more important moment. Along with a guidance message, I was transported into the game.
All special perks have been received. Now proceeding to the game selection screen.
"How do I select a game?"
Please state the title of the desired game from those linked to your current account.
"Then launch School."
Understood. Please close your eyes while the game loads. You may get motion sick if you keep them open.
I closed my eyes at the instruction and waited quietly for the next message.
Connected to the game. You may now open your eyes.
When I opened my eyes at the prompt, I arrived in a brown world where everything seemed frozen in time, as if time itself had stopped.
Please select one: Big Breasts Mode / Small Breasts Mode.
Seeing the familiar choice that I'd always encountered, I selected it without hesitation, as expected.
"Big Breasts, obviously."
The first time I played after turning adult, I'd accidentally chosen small breasts and was soon bombarded by an extreme parade of A's, so I deleted the save right away. Ever since, I'd only played Big Breasts Mode.
To begin play, please say "start."
"Start."
The moment I spoke, color began flooding into the brown world, transforming it into the reality I knew. As I watched the scene unfold, I looked around and recalled the details of this game.
This game, simply titled School, was set in a high school attended by the protagonist after turning 20. Like other visual novels, it featured various heroines—childhood friend, student council president, junior, senior, and more—but you could only pick one heroine per playthrough, so to see all endings, you had to replay multiple times.
Among them, the student council president was one of N Corp's most stunningly beautiful heroines in any game, which made it one of my favorites.
"But this time, I've got a different goal."
The real reason I'd chosen this game wasn't the top-tier beauty of the student council president, but a mere extra in it.
The extra's name was Park So-jin, who appeared as a teacher in the story. Since it was a game focused only on students, even maxing her affection gave no sexy scenes—she was the tragic extra.
"I even inquired about making Park So-jin a heroine, but no dice."
I'd requested the ability to select the teacher as a heroine, but the developers insisted the school setting stuck strictly to students as heroines, so adding non-students was impossible. I'd despaired at the reply.
Of course, others might think, "It's just an extra—why chase her over the heroines?" But that's only what people say if they couldn't afford the ultra-rare school edition package available to only two people in Korea and played the standard CD version.
The edition package came with a gift: a graduation photo from the protagonist's school. That's where I first encountered the goddess who perfectly matched my ideal type.
"Enough idle thoughts—time to start."
With that, I began walking, and people appeared around me as the game kicked off.
To test the degree of freedom and skill power, I decided to wander freely as practice this time. Once I got used to it, I'd delete the save and start over from scratch. Passing students in uniforms, I headed into the crowded subway where people thronged.
I'll test the skills here.
True to its purpose as an erotic game, the women on the subway were stunning even as ordinary people. I picked one waiting for the train who caught my eye and stood behind her.
The woman I'd chosen had tits so enormously huge that even in Big Breasts Mode—where everyone was stacked—they stood at the absolute top. Her long black hair fell straight down to her wing bones. Her blouse, loose enough to comfortably cover a normal chest, was stretched taut at the center, asserting overwhelming power. Below, a mint-green H-skirt clung perfectly to her hips, covering half her thighs, while her long, sleek legs were sheathed in sheer black stockings.
Her explosively voluptuous body paired with a mature, seductive beauty that oozed from her face.
Time to try the operator perk ability.
With the thought of activating the skill and naming it, her detailed info popped up before my eyes.
This is insane—total cheat skill...
The operator perk skill, which had seemed like just a single vague line, let me check not just body measurements but even her sexual preferences and libido. It was the pinnacle of eroge skills, now in my hands.
Having thoroughly checked her status, I set my goal: twist her preference for dominating men into one of coquettishly submitting to them. Sticking close behind her, we boarded the subway.
Aiming for the hellishly packed crowd, I pressed my crotch right against her ass and began grinding. She hadn't noticed anything odd yet; as the train rocked, I savored her firm, plump cheeks. Then I slid one hand down, placing it on her thigh wrapped in stockings.
The thrill of doing in reality what I'd only seen in porn and fantasized about made blood rush to my head—my cock throbbed fully erect. I stroked up her stockinged thigh, slipping my hand under her skirt. Only then did she realize she was being molested, shuddering and grabbing my wrist—but no office lady worn out from overtime could match the strength I'd built in the military plus my Evolved Body.
What the—am I getting groped by a molester?
Lee Yoo-jin, depressed from two straight weeks of overtime, felt wronged even by this subway assault on her life. But ever since her breasts had exploded in size back in high school, she'd been groped by pervy old men often enough. She tried pulling his hand down by the wrist to stop him, but it didn't budge an inch—fear started creeping in.
Should I just scream?
Most molesters bailed when you did that, uncomfortable with the hassle. But this one, a rare visitor, was strong; no matter how hard she gripped his wrist, he smoothly rubbed her pussy over her panties and stockings like it was nothing. Just as she decided she couldn't take it anymore and opened her mouth to yell, a thick, large male hand clamped over it.
"Shh."
The sudden whisper in her ear sent chills down her spine; her body went limp for a moment. She struggled to break free, but the molester pinned her with his body, grinding something thick and hard against her ass.
Unable to thrash or scream, her body—starved of proper release from endless overtime—reacted obediently to his touches.
Please... stop...
As I rubbed my cock on her ass and shoved my hand under her skirt, her hand came down to block me—it was so cute that I pressed harder, ravaging her pussy. Suddenly, as if she'd made a decision, she tilted her head back slightly; a chill ran through me, and I quickly covered her mouth with my other hand, calmly whispering "shh" in her ear while playing it cool.
That was close—almost fucked up.
Annoyed that she'd tried to scream, I ramped it up, stimulating her pussy harder. True to the Lustful Eye, she was pent-up; I felt her panties slowly soaking through the stockings below.
"Hnnngh."
A muffled moan escaped her covered mouth. Figuring I could get bolder, I hiked up the skirt glued to her hips over her ass, slipped past the stockings hugging her wide pelvis, and thrust my fingers straight into her panties, right into the pussy hole gushing fluids.
"Hmpf!"
Squelch, squelch, squelch—as my fingers plunged in, her leaking pussy clenched them welcomingly. Startled by the sudden invasion, a surprised noise leaked from Lee Yoo-jin's mouth.