The Butler Cafe Scheme

I felt uneasy about it, but I knew refusing would just get me beaten half to death again. So I pulled out my cock, stroked it myself, and jerked off until I came. I thought I’d only let out a little, but this was my first time doing something like this, and my semen volume was absurdly huge. In the end, it overflowed the tiny empty teacup.

An Minseo frowned with aristocratic elegance, clicking her tongue in irritation.

My cum fountain from earlier had already ruined her clothes, but that didn’t seem to matter to her. It reminded me of those erotic anime from my old world—finding the tiniest excuse to sexually torment the maid. Typical.

The An Seoyeon and An Minseo sisters were already planning to put me on display as a butler at the school festival without even asking my opinion. Of course my opinion didn’t matter. There was no way I’d rebel… and even if I did, they had plenty of ways to make me obey.

“…Y-yes… yes ma’am…”

“Butler cafe. …I-I’ll do it. P-please let me do it…”

“Y-yes…!”

The video screening didn’t bother me, but a belly-punching competition…? What kind of horrific event was that? A competition implied there would be contestants… Did they seriously plan to judge who could make me scream the loudest? Were they trying to kill me?

Even if it was humiliating, the butler cafe seemed like the lesser evil. Just like the maids in the erotic manga from my old world who squeezed their breasts to serve their masters, I was now the reverse version—an erotic butler forced to milk my own cum and serve it to my masters, An Seoyeon and An Minseo.

They sipped my fresh semen from the teacup and declared it tasted surprisingly good. I guess they’d never properly tasted it before…

An Minseo and An Seoyeon praised my semen enthusiastically, slurping it down with relish. I had become nothing more than a cum-extraction machine, shamefully pumping out loads for them to drink.

At the message that the quest had been completed, I opened the quest window.

If I ended up doing the butler cafe… thinking positively, it looked like I could easily clear quest number six and its related chain quests…

The “drink fluid” or “make someone drink fluid” quests kept appearing, only increasing the required amount each time. So if I made someone drink 10L, a 100L quest would probably pop up next. Running the butler cafe would make those quests ridiculously easy to complete.

I wasn’t doing it because I wanted to, but I had to take what little comfort I could from the fact that at least I’d be progressing my quests…

Three bonus stat points had accumulated. The numbers were pathetic, but I wanted to raise something—anything—to get through this nightmare.

What should I raise so I won’t regret it later?

Raising strength or stamina right now probably wouldn’t do much… If I accidentally revealed that I’d gotten even a little stronger, they’d just beat me down even harder. Look at what the Ice Curse had done. I’d acted out once and got cursed, making my movements ridiculously sluggish. The women thought my slowed-down movements were seductive, like watching a clumsy, cute shota boy who sucked at sports. But for me, it meant losing even the slightest chance of escape.

If I raised strength or stamina here… I was terrified of what new curse they might inflict on me. The Discipline Department had a huge number of members, and among them were people who could cast all kinds of curses.

…Hmm. Let me think. Use your head, you stupid brain. Come up with something good this time…

After thinking for a long time, I came up with one brilliant idea.

…Didn’t the student council president say she was strong? And the Discipline Department isn’t on good terms with the student council… So what if I seduce the student council president with my beauty and get the student council to attack the Discipline Department? Then, while everything’s in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠chaos, I can use the opportunity to completely escape from the Discipline Department…

Whoa. I’m a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠genius. This is a perfect plan. Looks like I’m still alive after all. Hehehe, heh heh heh heh…

-Thud!-

“Kuek… D-don’t hit me… Hic… Sob…”

An Minseo had smacked me hard on the head simply because she didn’t like my expression. It hurt like I’d been hit with a hammer. Tears streamed down my face. You bitch. I won’t forget this grudge.

“…Hic, I-I’m sorry… S-something got in my eye… T-that’s all… I’m not thinking anything rebellious…”

I flailed my arms and legs desperately, begging for forgiveness. Sob sob. Fucking bitch. Finding fault with my eyes and trying to hit me again. What the hell is wrong with my eyes? Evil woman.

Worried she’d find fault with my gaze again, I simply lowered my head. Once I hung my head and stopped making eye contact, An Minseo didn’t say anything more. She simply held out the empty teacup, demanding I squeeze out more cum.

Was my semen really that delicious?

Even while milking myself, I focused on my secret plan to seduce the student council president and have her destroy the Discipline Department. I invested my remaining three stat points into Charm, Cock, and Sexual Stamina. It was all so I could seduce and fuck the student council president the next time I met her.

Since raising my front stats was already too late, I might as well stack the back stats and cling to the strongest side! They say spreading your points too thin just creates a useless character. Since things had come to this, I’d go all-in on the back stats, become a nation-toppling beauty, and take the position of using the strongest person available. The so-called “Diaochan who captured Lu Bu” position.

Just as Diaochan used Lu Bu in history to take down Dong Zhuo and his faction, I will use the student council president to take down the Discipline Department and their lackeys.

This was the limit of the plan my brain could come up with. I couldn’t think of anything better. If I were smarter, I would have come up with a better plan, but this was the best my head could manage. What could I do?

Sigh… Every time I see that Ice Curse, I want to lose my mind… The person who cast it is right next to me and seems to be in a pretty good mood. I should suck up to her and ask her to remove it… There’s no way she’d do anything worse to someone as cute as me if I act all coy and beg, right…?