Chapter 7
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: This Erotic Game Isn't Easy
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"You don't... need me anymore?"
Huh... Shit...
I figured out where things went wrong, but hold on. Let's just talk it out as it comes to my mind.
"A girl shouldn't act like this so casually. Even if you don't let me touch your breasts, I'll still be your friend."
"It's not casual... With you, Sanghyeok... I would like it."
What's to like! The Kim Sanghyeok you know is trash. Trash!
"Why open your heart to trash like me?"
For some reason, my lines were turning into some melodrama.
Maybe I was actually angry.
Don't treat your body so carelessly.
"What have I ever done for you?"
Hena, covering her chest with her own arms, said cautiously.
"You... protected me."
"Protected you?"
"Since we were little, all the boys scared me... You chased them all away..."
That was... unexpected.
No matter how much of a delinquent I was, if it'd been like that since childhood, maybe that's why we could be childhood friends with a girl like this?
"Whenever I cried, you always came running..."
Like a big baby.
But if it was pure intentions, I never would've done those things later on.
As the protagonist of an erotic game, I hated other guys eyeing the defenseless Hena, so I beat them off.
After the time when a D-rank could protect her passed... she just became an object of lust to me?
Pathetic. Original Sanghyeok.
"I... so... if we can at least be friends like this..."
"Hold on... I said I'd be friends without touching your breasts."
"Then you don't need me...?"
Hena shed thick teardrops.
"Don't cry. Damn it... Please don't cry! What do I have to do to stop the tears?"
"Breasts... friends..."
"I said friends without baring your breasts..."
"Hweeng... I can't believe you..."
Argh!
"Fine! I'll touch them! I'm touching, okay? Here. Touching now."
As I stretched out both hands toward her bare chest, Hena stopped crying and stared at my hands.
"You're really gonna touch?"
"Yeah."
"Do I have to?"
"......"
"Fine. Don't cry! I said don't cry."
...No choice.
If she burst into sobs here, it'd really be jail time.
Of course I didn't hate touching. What's the difference from this and assault...?
Squish...
Hahk...
Hena reacted sensitively the moment my hands touched.
I wasn't even pressing hard, just pretending to touch, but my fingers sank easily into her breasts.
Insane, it has an impossible softness...
Breasts this big, and without losing its shape, too perfect.
Huu... Haa...
I barely held back from groping more.
"There. I touched them. Happy now?"
"Not yet..."
Not yet what! You lewd...!!
No, was she genuinely anxious?
In the end, I ended up facing a black-haired girl I was seeing for the first time by my standards, freely enjoying her breasts.
I pushed up her mint bra and kneaded properly.
"...I'm touching them."
"Uh, yeah... Hu... Ah..."
How long should I do this?
Hena looked down at her own breasts being toyed with, her ears red.
Squish... Knead knead...
No wonder she's the easiest heroine to conquer.
If she's the one who has liked that trash Kim Sanghyeok from the start.
After going through the Student Council President event, I probably could've just gone for her.
This mindset itself is dangerous.
Thinking you can do whatever you want to such a pretty girl—that's dangerous in and of itself.
My brain's melting.
I'm not always able to draw the line either.
Knead... Knead... Knead...
Strength starts to creep into my fingertips.
"Eut... Eut... Heut..."
Not sure if it was sweat from her breasts or mine, but kneading the warmly heated breasts fully wetted my hands.
it felt like my hands and her breasts were merging into one.
My hands were as hot as Hena's breasts, my self-control is fading.
Squeeze.
"Aat..."
"...Did that hurt?"
"......Nooo..."
"Wanna stop?"
She shook her head, to say no.
Hena wanted me to keep touching her breasts.
I felt her perky pink nipples rolling under my palm.
'Was touching breasts this erotic?'
...These truly were violent breasts.
"No take-backs on breaking off our friendship..."
"Got it."
I promised her while kneading the soft breasts.
"Friends, with Hena."
"...Yeah."
"But not like this. You need to get your head straight."
"Eh?"
What's with the eh?
Someone needs to firmly teach her not to casually offer these ecstatic breasts.
"Friends don't pay with their breasts!"
I gripped Hena's breasts tightly.
Hya... Hak, hya?!
Hena's body lurched toward me.
Still, I pressed hard enough to leave handprints on her soft breasts.
"Got it? Friends don't let friends touch these amazing breasts!"
"Eut... Ueut... Heuk...?!?"
I rubbed her breasts while stimulating the erect nipples with my palm.
True to the erotic game protagonist's touch, Hena's arousal climbed. She tiptoed cutely, panting.
It shouldn't be like this. This is supposed to be a lesson etched into her body!
I squeeze harder.
"Ng, ng... Hiang...!"
Hena's cutely cries like a cuckoo made me hard too, my fine lines blurring even further.
"Understand? This is only for the one you love. The one you'll marry!"
"U... Ueut...!"
"Answer!"
I gripped her massive tits fully, engraving a painful lesson.
Breasts treated like toys.
Hena nodded.
"Hwat... U... Ut...!"
"Wanna be squeezed like this all the time?"
"Dunno, feels... weird..."
"Say no!"
"A, aangdae...!"
Yes! That's it!
"Again!"
Hena, lost to the sensation, said while her breasts were being fondled.
"Hu, hua... Breasts, don't let friends touch breasts. No. Way."
"And in this situation?"
"U... Ueut...! Hwat... Say I hate it?"
"Try it."
"I don't hate it..."
"Hey."
I squeeze her breasts again, Hena shook her head frantically.
"H-hate it. Touching breasts... hate it..."
"No lewd stuff between friends. Got it?"
I asked, tugging her nipples.
"L-lewd stuff... forbidden... Huuut..."
"Got it?"
"A... Ung...! Forbidden...!"
"Thanks for seeing me in a good light, but get your shit together. You know you're in serious danger right now?"
"Danger...?"
"You gotta learn to firmly say no to bad stuff. I don't have a hobby of babysitting big-breasted kids. If you wanna be friends, remember that."
"Uhm...!"
Hena said, watching me touch her breasts.
"F-friends don't do this. Get away."
"Good. You remember!"
I said while squeezing her breasts.
"U, nngu, wait, ng, nnguu, hwat..."
I hugged the staggering Hena.
Twitching because it feels good? What even is this erotic game protagonist.
Seeing Hena disheveled from breast training snapped me awake.
'What the hell did I do!'
"...You okay?"
"Hwat... Feels... good..."
"Put your clothes on quick."
I helped the disheveled Hena fix her outfit.
...Every move, like fine-adjusting her bra to find the comfy spot for her breasts, was erotic.
'Hope I didn't mess her up.'
I did it because I couldn't stand seeing her pay friendship fees with royal tits.
Hope it helped Hena. Sincerely.
"No more of that between friends."
"If its lovers... then its okay...?"
"......"
'Did I mess her up?'
Hena caught her breath, cheeks flushed, and said again.
"Between lovers... is letting them touch my breasts... okay...?"
"It is... okay, but..."
"...I see."
Hena gripped my collar tight.
Emerald eyes gleamed through her hair.
"...Got it."
...Should I fix this clingy behavior too?
Nah, it's cute, I think its fine.
Life's a long journey finding your way. Hope Hena learned from trash Kim Sanghyeok via this lesson.
...My hands were still sweaty.
And that unforgettable sensation.
"Sanghyeok, you've changed."
I'm gonna hear that a lot.
But just now, I was the erotic game Sanghyeok more than anyone?
"...Which is better?"
"Yeah... now... its much better... my chest feels warm."
"That's cause I groped you until you're sweaty."
"I'm embarrassed. I wanna hide."
"So why do that stuff? Dummy."
"......Hic."
Hiccupping now? What a mess.
"Hold your breath. Swallow."
"Hic. Hic."
Should I say we've done enough to scare her...
Worried this cod might faint, I took her to the water cooler and made her drink.
Gulp... Gulp...
"You're so full of it."
"......Sorry."
"Don't apologize. Oh, what's your comprehensive evaluation rank?"
Hena hesitated, then said shyly.
"C-rank..."
......Gotta raise it ASAP.
Break time passed while I was groping Hena's breasts,
class started but...
"Why are your clothes like that?"
"Got dirty, so I washed them. Sorry."
"Sit."
[Kim Sanghyeok]
[Improper Attire - 1 Demerit Point]
[Total Demerits - 102 Points]
......
Nothing else besides demerits.
Class content seemed familiar yet vague.
Classes proceeded assuming everyone knew keywords like 「Dungeon」「Mana Beast」「Hunter」,
so my head just piled up with guesses.
I know too little about this game to begin with.
Even why it's titled 「My Onahole Academy」.
Treating women as mere onaholes? En's behavior makes that the most plausible.
Honestly, how does onahole even matter here?
If I keep protagonisting like this, won't it become just 「My Academy」 without onaholes?
En's sulky face flashed, amusing me briefly.
[Unique Talent 『Onahole Collector』 Awakened!]
I realized anew that 「Onahole Academy」 wasn't some easy erotic game.