Chapter 38

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 38

Chapter Title: Student Council President Personality Excretion Uterus Massage

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Anyone exposed to Personality Excretion, no matter how strong they are, gets overwhelmed by this desperate urge to literally shit out their precious "personality" from their heart...

They're neutralized before they even squeeze out the jelly.

All they can do is clench their big ass tight and pant helplessly.

Normally, it's more effective with big impacts like punches or kicks.

But the "more delicate the strike zone," the less power I need for it to work.

What if it's a woman's belly—specifically, massaging her uterus?

Just pressing my thumb in with a firm 'squish' and gently circling it is enough to trigger Personality Excretion.

"Hng... hngooo...!"

The haughty Student Council President had no idea what to do as she ground her body against mine.

Like someone who couldn't swim flailing desperately.

In her panic over nearly shitting out her precious personality jelly, she couldn't do anything with my mouth latched onto her breast.

Slurp slurp.

Completely neutralized.

Just having her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠waist gripped by me was enough to freeze the Student Council President in place.

Of course...

This was nothing compared to the "Breathless Personality Excretion" I'd hit Seridwen with.

If Personality Excretion Smash hits 100% efficiency on a defenseless human,

Uterus Click pulls off about 5% to 8%...

'Not enough to make the Student Council President actually shit her jelly...'

I lightly cupped her twitching big ass with my hand,

while keeping her breast in my mouth and continuing the uterus massage with the other.

"Nng...!! Nngnng!!"

The Student Council President squirmed faintly.

Instead, I pulled her into a tight embrace and took control.

"I win, right?"

"This much... isn't..."

Still resisting, huh?

I laid the twitching Student Council President down on the dojo floor.

Positions reversed.

"H-Hng...! Nghh...!"

"This is still just an 'attack.' Don't get the wrong idea."

Her loosened judogi barely clung to her massive breasts.

I desperately wanted to grope them, but I held back.

This was a serious spar.

I just lay beside the Student Council President, massaging her uterus over her belly with my fingers.

Squish.

"Ah, aaah, ah...!!"

"Even like this?"

You gonna be okay when you blast out that jelly?

The Student Council President was sweating like rain to endure Personality Excretion—sweat she hadn't shed even a drop of while fighting me.

Her breathing was ragged, her body burning hot.

It felt a lot like sexual arousal.

I wondered if Seridwen had been this messed up too.

I hadn't expected a toned-down Personality Excretion to work this well...

Squish.

"Nng, nngaaaah♡"

I blanked out at her lewd moan.

Was she actually feeling it?

"Student Council President, you're a perv?"

Getting turned on when you're about to shit out your own personality?

The mechanic felt weird at first, but it clicked soon enough.

It was an ero-game, after all.

Why hadn't it worked like this on beasts before?

Ero-game logic again...

Male characters or male beasts probably had the arousal function turned OFF.

Heroines had quite the reactions.

This was the first time I'd seen it with my own eyes.

'Let's click a bit more.'

Squish squish, knead knead.

I pressed and rubbed her precious mound with my fingers.

"Ha, ah, aaaah...! Hngaaa...!"

A voice I'd never heard before.

'Focus. Focus.'

Any weird thoughts, and this stops being a spar and turns into foreplay.

I was just proving I could handle the Student Council President using only my vulgar powers.

Knead knead.

I kept up the uterus massage.

"O... oooh...!!"

The Student Council President thrashed around. Despite her free arms and legs, it seemed like pointless flailing was the best resistance she could muster.

Serial Climax Demon...?

No way, President. You climaxing from Personality Excretion uterus massage?

I observed her pretty profile as she threw her head back, panting.

She didn't seem to care I was watching, her blue eyes rolled back in ecstasy—Isabella looking utterly delighted.

Squish.

"Ho, oht...!"

Just a little more, and she'd break.

"You'll stamp it, right?"

"I haven't... lost... yet..."

As expected of an S-Rank Hero.

She never gave up, even in a do-or-die moment. This alone showed she could shrug off most torture with a smile.

'Alright then.'

Time to switch positions.

I lifted the Student Council President's tightly clinging legs up and spread them wide.

"Hik!"

A "good defense stance"

turned into a "perfect squirting stance."

Pressing her thighs apart to splay her legs wide open, Isabella shook her head frantically.

"S-Stop. Stop... no... nooooo...!"

I circled behind her slowly, hugging her from behind. Locking her in a full split with my legs,

I resumed the uterus massage.

"Nng, nnggrrrgh...!!"

With her legs splayed, I swirled my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fingers relentlessly over her skin. Isabella's blue eyes started rolling back more and more.

"Hi, hi, hik, I-I'm an S-Rank... He-Hero... I-I won't... ever... shit or squirt something like thaaat...♡"

Knead knead.

"Ngh... hnggh... ah... ahik... I can endure it, I can endure it, huu, huu, huu..."

Isabella's short, sharp breaths.

I pressed my thumb firmly into her uterus spot again.

A light press on this delicate woman's weak point was enough to activate Personality Excretion.

"Nng, nnghiiiii...!!"

Whoa.

Hearing that prim and proper Student Council President cry out like this...

What an insane power.

"N-No closing your legs. Here."

Squeeze.

Locking the position, I went again.

This time, thumb drilling in like a power tool, grinding into her flesh.

"Nng, nngooo... oooh...!!?"

Isabella threw her head back, our eyes meeting.

...This is a spar. This is a spar.

Prime kissing position, but that'd cross the line. Instead, I hugged her tight so she couldn't resist.

"You're at your limit... Think you can take another uterus drill? You'll squirt for sure."

"D-Don't underestimate me..."

I raised my thumb to press again—

"Hik..."

Her big ass clenched hard.

Definitely at her limit.

"I'm pressing hard for real now. One, two..."

"St-Stop iiiit...!"

Isabella's desperate cry echoed through the dojo.

The next jab would've been the "excretion moment." Just 3cm further, and she'd have shat out her pretty jelly from that big ass...

I stopped all attacks and released her.

10 minutes later.

Quite some time had passed, but Isabella was still lost in the afterglow of her pussy climax and near-Personality Excretion,

staring blankly in disarray even after I changed and came back out.

"You told me to go for it, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠so I did. No complaints."

"Vulgar bastard..."

I fiddled with the panel, opening my "Good Job Calendar for Student of Interest Kim Sanghyeok" like a status window.

And shoved it right in Isabella's face.

"Stamp it."

"Kgh..."

Even though she'd brought it up herself.

She probably hadn't expected to stamp the "Good Job♡ for Student of Interest Kim Sanghyeok" like this.

She glared at me with wide eyes. No real hostility, though. Arguing now would mean admitting real defeat.

'Looks good on you.'

It always pissed me off a bit when she treated me like a criminal.

This felt like clearing all that resentment in one go?

Not quite the "rape re-education" En-chan wanted, but seeing her flustered was satisfying.

Plop.

Isabella stamped it, and the TTS voice rang out.

This should've been embarrassing for me,

but with the pussy-climaxed Student Council President stamping "Good job" each time and that voice playing,

it felt like she was thanking me. Felt pretty good.

"One more. I earned at least that much."

"...Tch. You really know how to grind my gears. Fine. It's your trophy—take it."

The pretty president was generous once she accepted the results.

Whew, feels refreshing!

"Next up is hero duties, right?"

"Hero duties my ass. I want to take out a dangerous guy like you right now."

"I'm following academy protocols perfectly."

And I'd gotten three "Good job" stamps.

She probably hadn't expected this when she dragged me to the chairman's office this morning,

but she couldn't punish me now that I was complying with the system.

"You better keep following them that well. Just try using those vulgar powers anywhere else."

"You're letting me off today, then?"

"Don't get cocky over one win. If I hadn't allowed close quarters..."

Isabella said something like she'd realized.

"You... knew my clothes and patch would come off at that timing?"

"No way. Pure coincidence."

Still, suspicion lingered.

"...You're still leaking, so be careful. Makes things messy in a fight."

This time, I personally adjusted her judogi, where her breasts were practically spilling out.

The Student Council President froze in shock, eyes wide, stammering incoherently.

"I don't like you or anything, but I don't want some random thug getting you either."

"What do you take me for? I don't show openings to just anyone."

"Totally different from what I saw today?"

She'd moaned so cutely with those "ah, ah"s?

"You're the first to see me like that."

Huh? The more I chewed on it, the lewder it sounded.

The Student Council President hurriedly slapped my hand away and fixed her clothes herself.

"D-Don't make it weird."

"No, you said it..."

"...Next time I call, come running like lightning. One minute, one second late, and I won't go easy. Kim Sanghyeok."

Her voice was firm. President.

Embarrassed, she blurted it out and fled to the changing room.

"Heading home?"

"Do whatever!"

Even an S-Rank Hero with heavy responsibilities was just the academy's cute girl deep down.

Felt like I'd seen a new side to the Student Council President.

Maybe we could get along?

After clearing my old demerits.

And once this forced superior-subordinate crap ended.

'Not thrilled about cleaning up (former) Sanghyeok's shit...'

But it was my life now anyway.

And the first cleanup part? Not bad at all.

Thanks to the ero-game trinity: Lucky Pervert and Personality Excretion.

The last one, Fellatio Anywhere, I hadn't even tried...

'...Gotta hold back with a girlfriend.'

On the other hand, I pondered how to apply these powers in real combat.

Game's still a game, after all.

'Later than I thought.'

Huh? Our group chat's lighting up too.

Yuuna's message, still grumpy from earlier.

Showing off my humiliating "Student of Interest Calendar" brightened the group chat right up.

...What?

They were so prickly face-to-face.

Yuuna seemed in a great mood now.

'Hmm.'

I'd entered Academy Avenue 3.

Home was close, so I pocketed my smartphone in my uniform and turned the corner,

revealing a quiet stretch with few people and a flickering streetlight.

Someone stood under it.

'Teacher Seridwen.'

Unmistakable silhouette.