My Taboo Academy

As we stepped outside the dungeon, there was a lot of people surrounding the place.

Everyone seemed relieved to see us emerge unharmed.

It appeared that the locals had been waiting to find out if the hunter who ventured into the dungeon would return safely.

"Phew, thank you, young lady."

"My child passes by here. I was worried about what would happen if a monster emerged..."

"What a cute couple."

Contrary to my awkward stance,

Aria seemed completely at ease, as if reassuring the townspeople was just part of a hunter’s duties.

"Please wait, I’ll need to verify your hunter licenses," a man interjected.

At that moment, men dressed in black suits suddenly approached us.

Hunter licenses? I didn’t have anything like that.

"You can speak to me," Aria whispered while presenting her license to the men.

"They’re from the Hunter Bureau. I’ll handle the cleanup, so you go ahead."

"Uh, alright. Thanks."

"See you tomorrow!"

The cleanup was thorough. Is this the world of professional hunters?

It seems to be a field with more significance than merely high-paying part-time jobs, both socially and personally.

’Is this also a ruthlessly competitive society after all?’

In a world where there are no college entrance exams, it’s natural for a delicate female student like Aria to wield a sword and charge into a dungeon teeming with monsters. I find myself in such a place.

Others may view my abilities as unfairly powerful, even cowardly.

Is that why I feel this way?

No, honestly, I enjoy being in life’s easy mode. Who wouldn’t like that? Although it’s somewhat challenging to maintain a distance from my excessively vulgar skills.

Now that I’ve discovered the versatility of the ’Fleshlight Collector’,

I can’t help but wonder how well I must utilize this snowball effect to ensure the safety of my beautiful sisters and my future wife (not a harem).

That’s all I think about.

Our house is a two-story detached home with a red roof and an accompanying yard.

*Squeak.*

I placed the bike where it belonged and searched for a lock, but I couldn’t find any.

’...Are there no bicycle thieves in this other world?’

Now that I think about it, there wasn’t any lock when I took it off either.

_"An older brother should act like an older brother, so don’t come home. If you do, I’ll kill you."_

_"If you come in, I’ll kill you. I’m not joking."_

...

I let out a sigh at the thought of confronting Cleo soon.

"Brother!"

"Yuna!"

I perk up my ears at the lovely voice that dissolves such worries.

Yuna, who was watering the garden flower bed dressed in dolphin shorts.

Whether I like it or not, my eyes are drawn to my sister’s long, outstretched legs.

Her outfit seemed to test my patience.

"Has something caught your attention?"

"Ah! Don’t spray water!"

These are the only clothes I have that don’t smell!

"Hee hee."

"Caught you!"

"Kyaa!"

I grab the playful Yuna and lift her up.

As Yuna drenched herself in water, the black lace underwear beneath her white tank top became visible.

_’...What am I doing?’_

She snapped back to reality while savoring a newlywed moment.

"you pervert."

"I swear I didn’t mean to."

In the midst of orchestrating a scene reminiscent of a romcom, she locked eyes with our sister, who stared icily from the second-floor window.

Eek!

This is a horror game, right?

My heart plummeted.

"Didn’t Cleo say she was going to kill me?"

"Ahaha..."

Yuna could only offer an awkward laugh.

Indeed, it’s about restoring order to a broken household, but it wouldn’t be cool to beg Yuna for help.

No need to panic!

He strode confidently through the front door.

’So cold...’

Perhaps it was just his imagination.

The house felt as chilling as a communal grave.

After soaping up the hand he’d used to touch the Fleshlight, he scrubbed it spotlessly clean and finished washing his face.

He then went in search of Cleo.

The house was eerily silent.

Yuna was still outside...

...Could abnormal gravitational waves have occurred here as well?

If so, it is undoubtedly an S-class dungeon.

What to do next?

Being too forceful could backfire. First, I need to find out why Cleo is so upset.

Even with a face that is more appealing to women only.

And the hidden stat charm of 999 bestowed by the goddess, there is an issue that cannot be resolved.

It’s between Cleo and me.

On the second floor, I carefully knock on Cleo’s door.

"Cleo. It’s me, your brother. We need to talk."

No answer comes back.

I am certain she is inside, but the atmosphere feels as if she is protesting, not wanting to engage in conversation.

"Cleo."

I can’t just leave it like this...

Didn’t she reply via text message? She hasn’t blocked me, so let’s give it a try.

– Cleo, let’s talk for a moment. If you don’t want me to come to your room, let’s meet in mine

[Cleo]

-In 30 minutes, alright?

---

I return to my room, pacing back and forth, simulating what I should do if Cleo comes out emotionally.

This is a rightful battle to reclaim my brother’s authority.

"What would a friend with a real sibling have said, I wonder?"

Would they have told me to establish discipline by beating her till she yields?

That’s the only method I’ve come across, but it surely can’t be that simple.

Having tidied up my room, I was browsing through my phone.

Unintentionally opening the gallery app to view the pictures I had taken today, I gasped in horror.

[Student Council President Liliana]

[Cleo’s Panties]

[Yuna’s Secret Shots]

...What is this?

There are over 5,000 secretly taken photos. To target the student council president. I didn’t realize my life was so dangerously on the line.

It was evident that *Lustbound*’s former protagonist had committed these acts.

After scrolling down and examining the photos, there was nothing that could truly disgrace the student council president.

However, the camera angles were undoubtedly salacious.

The effort to capture lewd images of the hip curvature accentuated by white pants was apparent.

And then, the malicious deepfake pornography, synthesizing the student council president’s face.

Another folder brimmed with upskirt photos of anonymous academy girls.

’...’

However, what was truly terrifying were the folders named after his younger sisters. He had to check them, didn’t he?

As a family sharing a home, there were plenty of opportunities to exploit vulnerabilities. Fortunately, there were no voyeuristic photos that crossed the line. At most, he had barely managed to capture a glimpse of Yuna’s panties. The majority of the shots were blurred, as if taken while he was being jostled.

And yet...

* Cleo’s red polka-dot panties

* Cleo’s white cotton panties, reeking of sweat from her workout

’This...’

It appeared that he had taken the photos with the panties laid out, unable to capture the girls themselves. Such an act was legendary. The Goddess wouldn’t allow the heroine to be blemished before *Lustbound* began, so this must have been the extent of the perverse deeds committed on Elle or his sisters.

But, what if he hadn’t been possessed by this game? When considering that possibility, it seemed that the biggest victims of this game’s setting were Ren’s family members, Yuna and Cleo.

My fingers won’t stop scrolling.

I’m not enjoying it. I’m merely witnessing with my own eyes what has transpired.

This is the world within the game.

What can I do if I’m frustrated by this...?

"Goddess. Come out for a moment."

"Yep!"

She appears.

"If you treat me like this, it’s difficult to mend our relationship even if I kneel down and beg."

"Recovering relationships? That’s easy?"

"Other than turning your sister into a Fleshlight?"

"Actually, I’ve come up with a new method!"

That’s right.

You’re so upset about the student council president’s event, and you have no countermeasures?

As expected, she’s a goddess.

"What is it?"

"Whoa, don’t be surprised! Ta-da!"

The goddess extended her hand, filled with light, bestowing upon me new powers.

[You have acquired the power !]

"...."

"With this, even a cheeky sister who doesn’t listen is reduced to an oral service machine in one go! You can enjoy an amazing fellatio session anytime!"

"No...."

What is this?

"Don’t add anything strange to my skill tree! This will be deactivated, right?"

"Why? I even gave you the Lucky Pervert!"

"Lucky Pervert? Is there any other way besides getting fellatio everywhere and turning my sisters into Fleshlights?"

"...A hypnosis app? Oh, that power belongs to the Dragon King, so it’s not possible..."

"No!? is there no solution in this world other than rape?!"

"Isn’t this sexually charged ability insane?"

"Well, wouldn’t it be acceptable if you finally obtained the other person’s consent in some way?"

"It’s rape when the other person doesn’t have the ability to make a normal decision. Please, goddess!"

In order to remove , I turn on the status window and keep dragging and dropping with my fingers, but it doesn’t disappear.

This damned perverted skill.

"However, I don’t want the heroine to unleash her hatred on Ren like this. The scenario of disciplining a cheeky younger sister is quite enticing, you know!"

"So, you want me to rape her?"

In my original world, I never would have had a chance to speak with such a beautiful woman.

And now, it’s happening four times a day.

I must thank the goddess for that. It’s not like I dislike these risqué events.

However.

There is a line I cannot cross as a human being.

"I’m against violating Cleo’s will."

"..."

"I won’t do it."

"...Hmmph. I put a lot of effort into creating it..."

"I’m grateful you made this kind of thing for me, but I’m also worried about suffering unjust harm due to false accusations..."

In this situation, if I were to use on Cleo...

I had truly reached my limit as a person...

"It’s not like I suddenly change just because I’ve found myself in this world."

I don’t really want to feign kindness or put on a display of hypocrisy. There were times when I gave in to my desires, having my sister touch me inappropriately, groping my classmate’s breasts, and causing chaos from day one. All I’m saying is that there are things I just can’t accept.

Acts akin to vile rape are absolutely out of the question.

"If that is Ren’s intention..."

"Is there any information that might be helpful?"

"Hmm... Cleo is actually quite prone to loneliness. Deep down, she yearns for an older brother figure she can rely on."

"...So I just need to show her that side of me."

"Her hidden erotic stats are quite impressive... Once she starts to serve, she’s truly amazing..."

"Wait, hold on! Don’t say things like that!"

Mira playfully stuck out her tongue.

Anyway, this one...

"This has quite a unique taste too! The progression of building intimacy by tenderly caring for each Fleshlight, capable of bringing one to submission in just three minutes!"

"...If you’re a goddess in name, don’t call the heroine you created a Fleshlight..."

"But if you feel like your patience is on the verge of breaking, don’t forget !"

...Just take it.

There’s no doubt that she’s expecting me to give in to temptation the moment I take hold of this metaphorical sword.

Knock, knock.

Upon hearing the knock on the door, the goddess swiftly vanished.

"Come in."

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