Vulgar, but Fully Erect
"Make any more of a scene, and I'll personally deal with you. Understood?"
Her expression radiated overwhelming confidence. Brimming with the aura of a matriarch, she swept her platinum blonde hair—like it had been embroidered with pure gold—back without a hint of hesitation. In her golden eyes, carrying the presence of a lion hailed as king of beasts, an indomitable spirit surged, the kind that would bow to no trial.
She had wedged herself between the two of us at the most dramatic timing imaginable, and now she drove the steel club in her hand into the ground with a mighty thrust. The shockwave that rattled the earth served as a showcase of her overwhelming presence, naturally drawing every gaze toward her.
"Yupi Citrine."
"Oh, so you know of me."
"It's an honor to meet an instructor of the Academy in a place like this."
A woman dispatched to the Zerta Kingdom to oversee the entrance examinations. An Academy official, a professor, and the instructor in charge of Class B's martial arts track.
A heroine of Academy Yuri Princess who cleared the famed dungeon, the Thunderstruck Mountains, and claimed the title of Royal—the pinnacle of all Guardians. In this world, she was the kind of celebrity where not knowing her was practically treason.
"I'm a fan. I've admired you for a long time."
"How embarrassing. I hardly think I'm someone worthy of that kind of respect."
"May I ask for a handshake?"
"Of course."
I held out my hand with all the sincerity I could muster. She didn't refuse; she clasped my hand firmly, sealing a bond of resolve between us.
"Respect for one's elders—that's just proper in our country."
"I don't count anyone as an elder if they don't act their age."
A lunatic psycho who throws people into another world over a single screenshot? Not a chance I'd associate with her.
I ignored the Writer and focused on Yupi before me.
Three main characters of the web novel, all in one place.
It was a moment that moved me to tears. Characters from my favorite work, gathered together like this. My eyes grew hot, and I found myself choked up with emotion.
"To meet someone who gives people dreams and hope, right here— I'm deeply moved."
"My, I didn't expect you to be that moved. That's a surprise."
"No, any man would react exactly as I have."
Her skin-tight black leotard emphasized the beauty of her curves, and layered over it, steel bikini armor captured the eye completely.
A steel skirt hung down to cover her lower half, but it was so absurdly short that rather than concealing anything, it only put her lower body on even bolder display.
It was as shameless as lifting her skirt to show off her panties. With her groin and hips exposed so boldly, she exuded pure sensuality.
The Y-shaped valley carved between her firm thighs—the leotard, stretched taut, was bitten into by her womanhood, forming a pretty, seashell-shaped cleft that squirmed blatantly right in front of me.
The Y-shaped valley carved between her firm thighs—the leotard, stretched taut, was bitten into by her womanhood, forming a pretty, seashell-shaped cleft that squirmed blatantly right in front of me.
I said it twice because it was important.
"What? I'm savoring this deeply moving moment right now. Busy—don't talk to me."
"Of course I'm aware. You taught me that when I possessed Solis's body, remember?"
"A misunderstanding. Just a misunderstanding."
"A pussy."
Ooh, scary. Cold, dead-serious tones like that are scarier than any cursing. Sensing that the Writer's patience was hitting its limit, I hastily straightened my posture.
"Well, I was bowing my head in greeting, you see, and my eyes just happened to... ahem."
"He's right here."
Even though it was just text printed in the system window, it felt so convincing that I could almost see her nodding along as she wrote it.
"So what? It's not like it wears out from a little looking. A man's allowed the occasional peek."
"Hm?"
Only when I heard the Writer's words did it finally hit me, and I stole a glance at Yupi Citrine's face.
"D-don't stare at it so hard. It's... embarrassing."
Unable to hide the red flush burning across her face, Yupi scratched her cheek. She even stumbled over her words, doing her best to avoid my gaze.
Had she been any ordinary woman, a slap across the ear would have been more than justified—but this was Yupi Citrine. Hero of the masses, champion of justice. A noble soul who took even another person's blatant transgression, wrapped it in deep consideration and understanding, and blamed herself for it instead.
Snap!
Yupi hastily tugged the leotard that had been swallowed up by her womanhood back into place. The springy, elastic fabric—like a taut rubber band—snapped crisply against her legs, sending a strange ripple across her sturdy thighs.
"That must have been uncomfortable to look at. My apologies. It's not as if I dressed this way by choice."
She begged for forgiveness with an almost pitiful earnestness. Despite the fact that the fault was plainly mine, that pure-hearted instinct to shoulder every misdeed as her own was exactly as it had been written in the web novel.
The memory of her most intimate place, seared into my eyes mere seconds ago, combined with this situation to create an undeniable synergy.
Throb!
Ah, damn it.
Vulgar though it was—I got hard.
"It's a physiological phenomenon. Nothing I can do about it."
It was fine. As long as no one else noticed, this much was—
"Hold on, I'm curious about something. How many centimeters is this body's erect cock?"
"Come on, tell me. I can't exactly measure it right now."
Thank you, dear Writer. Setting aside how and why you even know that—it should be just enough that I could hunch over and barely hide it.
But seventeen? I did a double take at the number she'd given me.
"17cm? That's it?"
"No, that's not it."
"It's 5cm smaller than mine."
Sprung!
The moment that thought crossed my mind, my unruly lower half surged violently, straining with all its might to tear through my jeans. Even though these were loose, baggy pants, it radiated such taut, swollen intensity that it seemed ready to rip through the fabric and burst free at any second.
At that outrageous spectacle, screams erupted in a chain reaction from the mouths of the women strolling along the promenade.
"Oh dear...?"
Yupi covered both eyes with her hands, flustered. It was a desperate effort to maintain her composure, but pure, instinct-baiting curiosity leaked out through the narrow gaps between her slender fingers.
"Kyaeeeek!"
Chloe, recovering her senses a beat too late, went white as a corpse and shrieked as if she'd seen a ghost. Despite standing a good distance away, she swung her sword wildly through empty air, as if to warn me off from coming any closer.
"Guhweeeurgh!"
From within the blanket came a bizarre wail that no longer qualified as a human sound, along with a stream of white froth. She fainted without even seeing the real thing? Utterly unbelievable.
"Is it because they're all characters from a yuri web novel? They have zero tolerance for this kind of thing."
To react this strongly from just catching a glimpse of something swollen inside my pants. Sheltered little rich girls really are ignorant about sex.
Ha, damn. Got hard again from imagining it.
"By the way, Writer—17 shouldn't be this big, though? Why is my erect size the same as my old body's?"
"Fascinating."
So when soul and body are compatible, it can even reshape itself like this. Would my appearance change too, eventually? Now I was dying to know what came next.
"Got it. So my cock glowing—that's part of the process too, I'm guessing."
"That wasn't the reason?"
Light bled through the fabric of my jeans—a radiance so brilliant it went beyond dazzling and became outright ostentatious, growing brighter with every passing moment.
"Uh, uh... why is this happening?"
Something was most definitely happening. I instinctively felt that leaving it alone was a terrible idea, but with no proper solution in sight, I started to panic.
"Purge!"
Just then, Chloe shot toward me like an arrow and swung her sword. Her target: my precious cargo hidden inside those jeans. A chill shot down my spine, and I instinctively leaned back, barely evading the blade.
"How DARE you show Eva and me something so filthy! I'll kill you!"
"That was close. She genuinely looked ready to slice it clean off."
I'd nearly been made a eunuch and hauled off to a hospital on a stretcher. Just imagining it gave me full-body chills.
More importantly, thank god it's finally going down.
Perhaps because I'd felt my life threatened, my towering cock rapidly shrank. The radiance it had been holding vanished along with it.
I had no idea what had caused all this, and since it wasn't in the setting notes either, I decided to look into it later when I had the time.
Chloe had, thanks to her attempt at castration, revealed the trigger for suppressing the glow—so after a few sessions of flogging the bishop back in my room, I'd figure out the reason soon enough.
Anyway, with the entrance exam proctor here, I was about to bring up the reason I'd come in the first place: my application for admission, when—
"Here, take it."
"What's this?"
"Your Academy acceptance certificate. With this, you're officially a student of the Academy."
Yupi handed me an envelope containing the certificate of acceptance that only those admitted to the Academy could receive. Startled, I looked back and forth between her and the envelope.
"Are you sure you should be giving this to me? I haven't even submitted an application, let alone taken the entrance exam."
"Pay it no mind. Shattering a mana barrier was proof enough of your ability."
"So you knew everything."
"You'd best not underestimate the Academy's intelligence network, Solis. You're already a new student our school has its eye on."
Fitting for a city outfitted with the most cutting-edge technology around—the speed at which they identified and tracked down suspects was staggering. Genuinely impressive.
And thanks to that, my most pressing problem had been solved.
"However, if you aim for the top seat, you'll have to take the entrance exam and earn your score. What will you do?"
"I'll just pocket the acceptance certificate and be on my way."
Top seat, schmop seat. Getting accepted was all that mattered.
All I'd aimed for was the privileges of a Purity Academy student—anything beyond that was worthless to me.
"I'll see you at the Academy, then."
There was still more I wanted to ask, but I'd save it for next time.
With Chloe's vicious glare locked onto my nether regions and practically oozing murderous intent, I made a hasty exit from the scene.