Chapter 5

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 5

Chapter Title: Please Isolate Me from Society Quickly (Urgent)

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I was dragged off to the Student Council Room.

The executives were sitting in front of their desks like they were interviewing me, all staring me down.

The agenda for the morning student council meeting seemed to be me, Kim Sanghyeok.

"Sit down."

This was my defendant's seat.

What a great life it had been!

But there were still too many unknowns to just give up like that.

"You've got some guts."

I sat down exactly as ordered, though?

"I told you that if you crossed my path again, I'd kill you myself."

She really scares me. It didn't feel like an empty threat at all—she seemed more than capable of following through with it.

At that moment, one of the female executives raised her hand.

"Um, President!"

"What is it, Evangelin?"

"Has Sanghyeok always been that handsome? I never noticed!"

"It's already all over the Back Board. They say the Student Council President was walking around with a guy who suits her perfectly!"

"Both of you, shut up."

"Yes, ma'am..."

Student Council President? So this woman was the Student Council President?

What the hell had I done to end up on her hit list?

I spotted someone fiddling around playfully, but when the president spoke, everyone focused immediately.

"We're starting the review."

The president looked down at me like I was some insect.

"Don't worry. I won't slack off in my efforts to get you expelled."

...Expulsion would be a problem.

I didn't know the physical age of this new body, but I, Kim Sanghyeok, wasn't some puberty-stricken high schooler.

I knew full well that straying off the predetermined rails in an unfamiliar world like this was dangerous.

And to become a proud big brother to my pretty little sisters from here on out, I needed to keep my ass planted in this massive academy.

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"Your eyes are too cocky."

"It's a misunderstanding. They're just innocently wide open!"

The executives chuckled at my disciplined posture.

"...That must be how you managed to get the victims to agree so smoothly."

Even the Student Council President thought I was handsome, huh.

But agreement? Victims?

"Evangelin, read out Kim Sanghyeok's demerit record. Kim Sanghyeok, feel free to object if anything doesn't match the facts."

Alright, bring it on! I'll refute whatever you throw at me!

"Sure~ Let's see here. Caught ejaculating on classmate Hena's uniform, clothes, underwear, and so on."

Photo evidence appeared.

Already out? Cold sweat trickled down my back.

"Wandering the hallways with women's underwear flipped over your head."

Me?

"Brought porn mags to share with classmates, claiming there's a girl who looks just like the Student Council President."

I could feel the president's brow twitching.

Why were they all such sleazy offenses...?

"You even secretly photographed the girls' bathroom? Sanghyeok, I never pegged you for that..."

Somehow he'd avoided expulsion this long.

I was racking my brain for a way out of this crisis.

But there were clear proofs projected via something like a beam projector—undeniable evidence of the facts.

Me, caught in acts I didn't even remember.

Even audio recordings came up.

- Hey, Rizna, doesn't she look like the Student Council President? Check this out. Silver hair and natural massive tits!

- I can't resist the president's ass. It's academy onahole perfection! Woo-hoo!!

'No fucking way, those lines in my voice...'

A string of ridiculous misdemeanors followed.

Just the dress code violations numbered eighteen.

"Kim Sanghyeok. Does anything here not match the facts, from your perspective?"

"No."

There was no escaping this.

The evidence was too perfect.

Valid enough to convict me ten times over.

"Playing innocent and pretending to reflect today, huh?"

"That's not it..."

Haa...

Suddenly, everything felt like a hassle.

Why did I have to seriously defend myself for things I didn't even do?

Even if I did, could I clear my name? This was the setup from the eroge goddess. If she decreed it so here, nonexistent events became reality.

And this was exactly that situation.

Wasn't the goddess supposed to make things convenient for me? Why was it like this?

Thinking seriously about it, the reason became obvious right away.

'...Because it's an eroge.'

Now that I thought about it, there were endless reasons the protagonist had to be a total fuck-up.

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The protagonist was the one perpetrating all sorts of perverted acts on the heroines in the game. A guy with my personality would be the weird one.

So this forced bullshit event wasn't meant for me to seriously defend my honor.

'She said she'd removed all difficulty.'

The Student Council President was a heroine too, right?

For me now, escaping this ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was simpler than it seemed.

I just had to activate 'Lucky Pervert' to twist this unfair reality.

Then the nasty setup, framing me as a criminal would be replaced by pussy-training the president, and the cute executives here would be sub-spoils of war.

Trophies added, just like that.

Academy harem life begins.

"There's no place for you in this academy, Kim Sanghyeok."

The president glared down at me with cold eyes.

"Get out. We'll handle the procedures."

"Why didn't you kick me out sooner?"

"Because the women you harmed didn't want to go that far with your punishment. But if you show your face here again, it'll be different."

Time was running out.

...To overcome this frame job, was rape my only option?

Would this elegant Student Council President cling to me like Serena, showing affection?

The 'Lucky Pervert' skill dangled before my eyes, tempting me that I could drop her to her knees anytime.

This system message?

The eroge goddess?

Sparkle sparkle.

A cheap neon sign flashed, dazzling my eyes, but no one else seemed to notice.

"Focus on the situation at hand! You scatterbrain!"

Ugh!

The president grabbed my hair and forced me to face her glare head-on.

"Your family, Stella and Serena—they're both top students. What the hell are you? Aren't you ashamed in front of your little sisters who turned out so well despite trash like you?"

Don't provoke me.

The eroge goddess's chibi SD character was buzzing around my vision like a fly, pointing at the system message.

'Ugh...'

"Don't think expulsion is the end. You piece of trash. I'll drag you to the Correction Bureau myself. You'll complete every single one of those 300 hours of sexual offender villain prevention training before you're free."

300 hours of community service...

My head spun at the thought.

'Damn it.'

"If you have something ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to say, say it. But choose your words carefully. They might be your last."

I wonder if the Student Council President knew what I was holding back.

The eroge goddess was pulling aggro, yelling 'You can turn everyone here into onaholes! Pow pow!' but I ignored it with effort.

I endured.

'Huuuuu...'

Pffft, hahaha, oh man.

I couldn't take this seriously no matter how hard I tried. Damn this goddess!

My cheek muscles twitched from holding back the laughter. Please stop. Where the hell do you come up with this trashy dialogue?

Her sleazy approach was so embarrassing I couldn't even meet the president's eyes.

Thank god only I could see it.

At least, knowing there was someone watching this whole mess who knew I was innocent eased my mind a bit.

Even in an eroge, this frame job was too much. Come on, goddess.

How badly did she want to bail me out of this?

Thinking someone was even more fed up with my false charges than I was almost made me laugh.

Yeah. All this predetermined rail stuff—I was overthinking it.

My backer was the goddess, and she wanted me to be the eroge hero building a harem.

She wouldn't just sit back and watch my life hit rock bottom.

Wherever I went, there'd be a way out.

With that realization, my mind cleared completely.

Eroge hero? Heh heh, says who? Fuck that!

I'll do it my way.

"I have nothing to say. 300 hours of sexual offender villain prevention training—thank you."

"What? Thank you?"

"...?"

The executives stared at me in shock.

Even the ice-cold president seemed pretty surprised by my detached attitude.

"You're quite different from last time."

There was a disciplinary committee last time too? No wonder the temperature difference was stark.

Screw it. If the price for jerking off to my little sister was 300 hours, I'd survive it. You watching, eroge goddess?

"It's a crime deserving death, yet you're giving me a chance at reform. So yeah, I'm grateful. I want to sincerely apologize to Hena for the harm I caused her."

"Cut the crap. You think I'd let you anywhere near the victims? You're expelled as of today."

"Even better. I don't even remember it anyway, and honestly, I have no way to apologize for real."

"You don't remember? What now...?"

"Go ahead, arrest me, President."

"..."

She flinched.

The almighty Student Council President took a step back.

"300 hours. I'll complete them. Please isolate me from society as soon as possible."

Ever seen an eroge protagonist like this?

I smirked inwardly right then—time froze like everything had stopped.

And the blonde goddess appeared, hugging my waist.

"Ow! What the hell are you doing?!"

"Hahaha."

"You're insane! Insane! Who goes to sexual offender prevention training in an eroge?!"

"Right here! Hurry and unpause time. I've gotta get dragged off by the president and reformed like a good criminal!"

"Waaah! You're crazy. Are all pure love fans nuts?!"

The eroge goddess grabbed my collar, pleading.

"I told you, no difficulty! Just do it if you want!"

"I'm doing it my way."

"Who looks for pure love in an eroge?!"

"Regaining lost honor is harder anyway. I wonder if the prison floor's cold."

"Ugh! You just wanna die from guilt, don't you?!"

"Come to me, sweet sexual offender prevention training!"

In the end, the goddess rage-quits once again.