Chapter 17
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: The Worst Villain in History: Onahole Man
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Same morning.
The airport was swarming with reporters all because one woman had set foot on Korean soil.
Master Seridwen Evelyn.
Today was the day she returned to Korea after completing her six-month overseas dive schedule.
"Congratulations on your safe return!"
"When's your next activity? Seridwen!"
"Ah, I'm here to rest. To rest."
Seridwen was a rare hunter more famous than any hero. She was a Korean SS-rank hunter granted the 'Master' title by the World Hunter Association.
She was also a lovely black-haired beauty who had once graced the cover of the world's largest weekly magazine, Ogo Magazine, in style.
True to her role as a hunter who traveled to various countries tearing horrific monsters limb from limb, her gaze exuded an intimidating pressure that ordinary people couldn't even meet.
This black-haired, red-eyed beauty's assets were worth over 2 trillion won in old currency—practically a walking mid-sized corporation.
The Korean government had been providing her with every convenience for four years to keep her from leaving, which coincided exactly with the time she had enrolled in the academy and awakened her Talent.
Anyway,
The hunter with black hair and red eyes, prettily dressed in a burgundy dress, didn't even bother mustering a small smile for the camera lenses.
"How was the beast subjugation? You were spotted on satellite emerging from the last observed gravity wave in France."
"Same as usual. The ones who were meant to die died, and the ones meant to live lived."
"Kyaaah! Unniii!"
The airport was packed with fans who had come to see Seridwen too.
'Did they even hear what I said?'
Evelyn was growing weary of dealing with reporters and fans.
It wasn't because of ridiculous nicknames like 'Empress of the Red Eyes' that were hard to live up to.
She just thought trying to act cute in front of the public was something only amateur heroes did.
Yet reality had her draped in sponsored pretty clothes, earrings, shoes—everything.
As an SS-rank hunter with sky-high value, she couldn't escape social responsibilities.
"To the hotel?"
With security barricades pushing back the fans, Evelyn boarded the waiting vehicle.
She pondered for a moment before saying,
"Just drop me off in front of the academy."
"Understood."
'Etsol Academy' was Evelyn's alma mater.
Right after becoming an SS-rank hunter, she'd been hired as an adjunct professor and gave occasional lectures.
The academy even had an office prepared just for her.
"Much better."
Knock knock.
"Come in."
"Senior. You're here as expected. I just saw the article about your arrival."
Dale Hardnet.
Her junior hunter spoke as if he'd anticipated it.
"Let me unpack a bit, then let's go eat some kimchi stew."
"Kimchi right away?"
"Do you have any idea how much I miss kimchi when I'm abroad?"
"I do. I'm an S-rank hunter now too. But I can't today—I've been called in for the dummy measurements."
Dummy measurements seemed trivial, but they were a mandatory metric for evaluating cadets.
Because cadets often tried to tamper with them, an S-rank or higher hunter was always required to oversee and prevent any funny business.
She wouldn't be unaware of that, having been student council president.
"……."
"Can't help it even if you glare."
"Anyone as useful as Isabella?"
"Who knows. I was just summoned as a guest, so this is my first time too."
"Tough luck~."
Dale stared straight at his senior.
"You're the one who's had it rough, Senior. Subjugating S-rank beasts abroad."
"But I'm off duty now."
"……."
"Tough luck~."
"Don't wait. It won't finish until nightfall."
"Not waiting. Just gonna catch a glimpse of Isabella during lunch."
"Yes."
After Dale finished his business and left, an awkward lull settled in.
'Should I go watch the dummy testing too?'
She thought about it but soon dismissed it.
Deciding to enjoy the long-awaited quiet, she felt like sitting at her desk.
Even after all this time, the memories piled up at the academy were her precious treasures.
She still kept in touch with old comrades, though there were rivals too.
For Evelyn, this place was truly 'home'.
Korea had no beasts or dungeons threatening her, so she could rest easy.
Just as she was about to take a pleasant nap,
Personality Excretion Smash!!!
'?'
She felt like she heard a man's unfamiliar shout from somewhere.
Thwack!!
"Nngooh!?"
Evelyn's waist jerked up like it had been hit by an electric shock.
An immense impact.
Physical? No time to think—her consciousness was snatched away entirely.
This was a first.
Even if her arm were severed right in front of her, or her heart ripped out, she could respond with her cool-headedness.
Yet this single blow left her shuddering.
'Completely defenseless... I got hit...!'
It took 0.13 seconds to switch to combat mode.
In that time, she formulated nine strategies, but the enemy's method was unknown.
Evelyn's mind raced.
'Not a beast. This is a villain. Used an ability targeting me? Knew I'd come to the academy?'
[Scanning Seoul Metropolitan City for entities with hostility]
[Scan complete in 2 seconds]
[Scan results: None]
No way.
No enemies within 605.2 km²? A strike this lethal with zero risk?
Unimaginable.
Just as she thought she'd been targeted by the worst villain,
Personality Excretion One-Two.
"Nngh!? Nghk!"
Humiliatingly, the SS-rank hunter smashed her forehead on the desk and clutched her stomach, trembling uncontrollably.
The damage from the enemy's attack felt just like... the urge to defecate, needing to go badly.
'A strong foe. Punishing me the moment I used detection mana...!'
This was a clear warning.
If she tried to pinpoint his location, he wouldn't hold back!
'Definitely a villain!'
And he's watching my situation right now!
In truth, Kim Sanghyeok, who had bestowed this excretion urge on Evelyn, was just mindlessly pounding the dummy without a second thought.
He'd never targeted Evelyn even for a moment.
In the original Onahole Academy, the protagonist could only approach Evelyn in the late-game scenario.
Before that, the power gap was immense, making it impossible if you took the villain route—you couldn't even get close.
However.
Personality Excretion had triggered an event that didn't exist in Onahole Academy.
The small mana dummy she'd left from her student council days became a conduit that absorbed the 'Personality Excretion' attack.
This was a feature of Personality Excretion even its user, Kim Sanghyeok, didn't know.
For example, what happens if you use Personality Excretion on an enemy's summoned creature or proxy that hides the main body?
It 'transfers' to the main body.
If Kim Sanghyeok had fought a summoner, he'd have noticed naturally.
Instead, reality turned it into a hilarious event born of 70% coincidence and 30% vulgarity,
testing one woman's dignity.
In other words, Evelyn was about to cum.
Her precious, noble personality.
'But what kind of attack is this? This pervert villain... sweat won't stop...'
She'd always prided herself on her endurance, but today that was revoked.
Evelyn couldn't get her wits about her due to this unprecedented sensation.
Nearly 10 seconds after the final hit, she still couldn't lift her butt off the chair.
'H-Holding it isn't even an option at this level!'
Her SS-rank instincts screamed.
This wasn't an attack you could endure and overcome.
The initiative was with this faceless foe.
A dizzying sensation crept up her spine, like she was about to expel something vital she must never abandon as a person.
"What do you want... tell me!"
First, at least see the enemy's face. Just as she thought that,
The '30-second interval' began.
Kim Sanghyeok's first choice was merciless, inhuman—amped up with Yaksha Charge acceleration.
Personality Excretion Dropkick!!!
"Ooooh!!"
Evelyn groaned low like a beast, helpless.
'Confirmed. This villain... is filled with malice toward humanity...'
No mercy to expect.
Evelyn felt her resolve cracking against this unseen villain. A weak side of herself she'd never imagined until recently.
This villain terrified her that much.
'The worst... right in the middle of the academy... losing to scum like this...'
Her eyes snapped open as she nearly lost consciousness from the Personality Excretion Dropkick.
"No. Get it together, Evelyn..."
She still couldn't grasp the villain's intent, but if she broke here, who was next?
Obvious.
'Isabella. Notice something... I need to escape first... this villain... too ruthless to even consider human.'
Words wouldn't come.
The merciless Personality Excretion of the 30-second interval hammered the barely conscious Evelyn.
Thud, thud, thud, thud...!!
"Nng! Nghk! Uh, ah... ah...!!"
Clenching her thighs tight,
Evelyn kept resisting the excretion urge, panting in short bursts.
'Can't relax...!!'
She clenched her ass hard and endured.
Sweat poured like rain as she gasped. Proof her body was instinctively burning massive energy to block the Personality Excretion.
'No idea what's happening in my body... but it feels like I absolutely can't let it happen...'
Thwack!!
"Huuuuh...♡"
As the 30-second interval ended, Evelyn exhaled hot breath.
Having somehow endured the insane excretion urge, her whole body felt feverishly hot like after a full sprint, melting over the chair back.
Panting didn't calm her.
Unconsciously, she spread her thighs and stroked her inner flesh with her hand.
Her breasts were hypersensitive too—nipples brushing sent bliss flooding her mind.
'Why do I feel like this...'
Excretion itself has pleasurable aspects for humans.
Like a man tormented by the urge to ejaculate finally releasing and becoming sage-like,
excretion means 'relief'.
The closer to 'relief', the longer the endurance, the more her body ached with arousal.
Evelyn's body was heating up from resisting the ultimate relief of excreting her personality.
It ached.
Knowing some vile villain was watching,
Evelyn was vulgarly drowning in sexual excitement.
As if declaring 'I haven't fully submitted yet', she defiantly glared,
but couldn't stop her caressing hand.
"Kh, khuh. Satisfied now? Come on... show yourself... already."
Knead knead.
"Hah... hngh... damn it..."
She looked like a utterly defeated bitch in heat.
Seridwen's ears flushed red with shame. First time feeling like this in her life...
Driven to the brink of 'Personality Excretion', her body exposed every root of hidden lust, turning her into an obvious pre-rape-ready bitch in heat.
"Hah... hah... ugh... huuh..."
Evelyn climaxed dizzily from her pussy.
Because if it hit again now, she had no confidence to endure.
'It's fine. Regroup and counter... no way he can spam attacks like that.'
That was the end. It had to be.
Evelyn drooled with unfocused eyes, dizzy from the near-loss of her human dignity.
"Th-This much... won't break me...!"
The 2-minute interval started.
'Breathless Personality Excretion' harshly assaulted the masturbating Evelyn.
"Nnghooooh!?"
Invisible blows rained down.
She sprawled on the chair back like a bed, legs spread, indecent expression exposed to Personality Excretion.
Thudthudthudthudthud...!!
"Oh! Oooh! O, ooh, no... gonna cum... gonna cum... o, oho, don't know what it is but... cumming... cummiiing... cum already..."
Evelyn's eyes rolled back slightly.
No state to care about minimal human dignity or face.
Even excreting unavoidable waste like urine or feces consumes massive nerves,
but if excreting something precious like personality...
If this black-haired red-eyed girl's precious personality was shat out her asshole...
"O, oooh... ohoooh... cum already... can't hold it cum alreeeaaady..."
Splurt, splurtsplurtsplurt.
Evelyn pursed her lips, exhaling hot breath, accepting true defeat.
Legs spread on the chair, excreting Personality Jelly.
It looked literally like jelly.
Coming from her asshole but not dirty. The moisture on the jelly surface was just slight sweat from her heated pink hole,
like she'd shoved a slime toy up her ass for fun and it slipped out.
But it wasn't a toy.
Undeniably her personality.
'Huh?'
Evelyn's personality—pink jelly—poured onto the floor and looked up.
There was her body, legs wide, asshole gaping, panting.
'Wha, what... my body...? Out-of-body experience?'
Boing. Boing.
She tried jumping, but it didn't go where she wanted.
The pink jelly was her personality itself. Unlike limbs controlled by electric signals.
The battle-hardened Evelyn panicked seeing her body,
bumping around uncontrollably as jelly and bouncing outside.
[Personality Wear -1%]
'Ow, it hurts!!!'
Just a scrape on the floor brought tears.
How defenseless she was hit home.
'Hurts. Hurts... this hurts way too much.'
No tears came.
Couldn't even resist properly, lost her body, spat out like worthless scrap.
Evelyn tasted utter helplessness.
'My body... give back my body...'
Was the room always this cold?
The personality-only pink jelly Evelyn shivered.
'Feels like dying... just 30 seconds in this state and I'm done...'
No, could she even choose death?
Thrown into the ultimate powerlessness felt only by Personality Excretion victims.
Personality Jelly couldn't withstand normal environments.
Like being tossed naked into the Arctic.
Left like this, personality collapse was inevitable. No need to torment further.
Then.
Her phone slipped from her pocket and rolled on the floor.
'That's it. Call for backup!'
To crawl just 2cm in the desired direction required thousands of trial-and-error attempts.
The smartphone was 40cm away.
Hellish journey for pink jelly Evelyn.
But scarier was not knowing what the vile villain would do next.
Her comrades and alma mater juniors were at risk.
Evelyn endured the pain of personality wear and pressed forward.