My Taboo Academy

That same morning, before the power measurement test...

The airport was packed with reporters waiting for the arrival of a woman who had just returned to Korean soil. She was none other than Master **Regina Dean**. Today marked her return after completing a eight-month overseas expedition.

"Congratulations on your safe return!"

"When is your next expedition, Miss Dean?"

"I came back to rest. Just rest."

Regina Dean was a rare existence, a hunter more famous than most heroes. She held the title of "Master," officially recognized by the World Hunter Association, she is an SS-class hunter. She is the definition of elegance.

As a hunter who had traveled across countless countries to tear apart terrifying monsters, her eyes carried a presence so overwhelming that ordinary people found it difficult to even meet her gaze.

It had been four years since the government went out of its way to keep her from leaving the country. That was around the same time she entered the academy and her talent first awakened.

In any case,

She was dressed in an elegant purple dress, and showed no desire to smile for the cameras.

"How did the demonic beast extermination go? Your exit from your last gravitational wave was captured on satellite, that’s how massive it was."

"Same as always. Those meant to die died. Those meant to live lived."

"Kyaaaa! Unni!"

Fans had also come to the airport just to see her.

_Did they even hear what I said?_

Regina was already exhausted from dealing with both reporters and fans.

It wasn’t only because of the nickname given to her by the public "The Red-Eyed Empress."

She believed that trying to be loved by the public was something only clumsy heroes did.

Yet the reality was that she was sponsored from head to toe thanks to those people, from the beautiful clothes, earrings, shoes, everything.

As an SS-class hunter, the weight of social responsibility left her with almost no freedom.

"Shall we head to the hotel?"

After pushing through the fans with the help of a bodyguard barricade, Regina got into the waiting car. She thought for a moment before speaking.

"Drop me off in front of the academy."

"Understood."

**Veyron Academy** was her alma mater. After becoming an SS-class hunter, she had been invited as a visiting professor and occasionally gave lectures there. The academy even kept a private office for her.

"It’s a bit quieter here."

*Knock, knock.*

"Come in."

"Senior. I figured you’d be here. I only found out you arrived from the news."

**Eren Hall**, her junior, spoke as if he had expected her.

"Let’s unpack and go get some kimchi stew."

"Looking for kimchi the second you land?"

"Do you have any idea how much I miss kimchi when I’m overseas?"

"I do. I’m an S-class now, after all. But I can’t today. I was called in for the measurement tests."

Dummy measurement might seem trivial, but it was an essential standard for evaluating academy students.

Because of countless attempts at cheating, an S-class or higher hunter had to be present to prevent any manipulation. As a former student council president, she knew that better than anyone.

"..."

"No matter how unhappy you look, there’s nothing I can do about it."

"Is there anyone as capable as Liliana?"

"I’m not sure. I was only invited as a guest this time, so it’s my first."

"You must be having a hard time."

Eren looked at his senior.

"Didn’t you endure far worse? You just came back after subduing an S-class magical beast in another country."

"I’ve already clocked out."

"..."

"Good luck then."

"Don’t wait for me. It won’t end until night."

"I won’t. I just plan to see Liliana’s face during lunch."

"Alright."

After Eren left, the room fell into an awkward silence.

’Should I go check on the training dummies too?’

She considered it for a moment, then dismissed the idea. She decided to simply enjoy the long-awaited quiet and sat down at the desk.

Many years had passed, yet the memories she made at the academy remained her most precious. She still kept in contact with former classmates, and even though some had become rivals, she couldn’t deny her attachment to this place.

For Regina, this was her real home. In Korea there were no monsters or dungeons threatening her, giving her rare moments of peace. She was about to take a pleasant nap when suddenly...

**Soul Excretion Smash!!!**

’?’

She thought she heard the spirited shout of an unknown man from somewhere.

**Thud!!**

"Ughh!?"

Regina’s waist jerked as if struck by electricity. An enormous impact. Physical? She had no time to think her consciousness was snatched away in an instant.

This was a first for her. Even if her arm were cut off in front of her eyes or her heart ripped out, she was usually calm enough to respond. Yet the force of this single blow made her entire body shudder.

Completely defenseless... she had been caught off guard!

It took only 0.13 seconds for her to switch into combat mode. In that time she formulated nine strategies. But the method of her unknown attacker remained a complete mystery.

Regina’s mind raced.

’It can’t be a magical creature. This is a villain. Did they use their power specifically to target me? Did they know I was coming to the academy?’

[Searching for hostile entities]

[Search results: none]

Impossible.

No enemies within the area around the academy? Someone could launch an attack this lethal without any risk?

It was beyond imagination.

In that moment she was certain she had been targeted by the worst kind of villain.

A one-two of Soul Excretion.

"Ugh!? Uh!"

Humiliatingly, the SS-class hunter Regina could only tremble, forehead pressed against the desk, arms wrapped around her stomach.

The damage felt strangely similar to the urgent need to use the bathroom.

’This enemy is strong. I didn’t expect them to retaliate the moment I used detection magic!’

This was a clear warning.

If she tried to locate them, they would not let her go.

’I’m certain it’s a villain!’

And they were watching her right now!

In reality, **Ren Asahi**, who had accidentally transmitted the force of his Soul Excretion, was simply hitting a magical dummy without a second thought. He had never intended to target Regina.

Originally, the protagonist of Lustbound would only meet Regina much later in the story. Because of the massive power gap, following a villain route would never have brought him near her.

Yet Soul Excretion created an event that should never have existed. The small enchanted dummy Regina had left behind during her student council days had become a conduit. This particular property of Soul Excretion was something even its user, Ren Asahi, did not know.

If Soul Excretion was used on a summoned creature or intermediary that hid the true body, the effect would be transmitted to the main body.

If Ren had ever fought a summoner, he would have discovered this naturally. Instead, reality unfolded as a chaotic event born from 80% coincidence and 20% crude luck. As a result, a woman’s dignity was now being put to the test.

It seemed Regina’s precious and noble character was about to be compromised.

’What kind of attack is this? This perverse villain... won’t stop...’

The patience she had always been confident in was completely gone. Regina was disoriented by a sensation she had never felt before. Even though nearly ten seconds had passed since the last strike, she still couldn’t lift herself from the chair.

’This isn’t something that can be endured or tolerated!’

The intuition of an SS-class hunter spoke clearly. This was not an attack that could be withstood through sheer will. The initiative belonged entirely to the faceless opponent.

A dizzying sensation ran down her spine every second, as if she was about to release something she must never let go of as a human being.

"What do you want? Speak!"

At the very least, she wanted to see her opponent’s face...

At that moment the "30-second interval" began. Ren’s next choice was relentless and almost inhumane, even using acceleration.

**Soul Excretion Dropkick!!!**

"Ah, ah, ah!!"

Regina panted in a low, almost animalistic voice, completely bewildered.

’I’m certain. This villain... is filled with pure malice toward me...’

There was no hope of mercy.

Regina felt her spirit begin to crumble before a villain whose face she still could not see. It was a weakness she had never imagined she possessed until now.

That was how terrifying this enemy was.

’The worst... in the middle of the academy... to be struck down by something like this...’

After taking the Soul Excretion dropkick, she briefly lost consciousness before forcing her eyes open again.

"No... wake up, Regina."

She still didn’t understand the villain’s goal, but if she fell here, who would be next?

The answer was painfully clear.

’Liliana... please notice. You have to run first. This villain is so ruthless it’s hard to even call them human.’

Words failed her.

Barely holding onto consciousness, Regina was hit by a brutal 30-second barrage of Soul Excretion.

*Thud, thud, thud, thud!!*

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

She clamped her thighs tightly together, struggling to hold back the overwhelming urge to release something, breathing in short, ragged gasps.

’I must not let go!’

She tensed every muscle she could.

Sweat poured down her body as her instincts poured every bit of energy into preventing the expulsion.

’I don’t know what’s happening inside me... but I have this feeling I absolutely must not give in.’

**Phwoosh!!**

"Uuuuuuuh..."

When the 30-second interval ended, Regina exhaled a hot, shaky breath.

She had somehow held on, but it felt as if her entire body had been sprinting at full speed. She was burning hot and melting into the chair.

Deep breaths brought no relief.

Unconsciously she parted her thighs and ran a hand along her inner skin.

Her breasts had become extremely sensitive. The slightest brush against her nipples sent overwhelming pleasure through her mind.

’Why do I feel like this?’

The act of expulsion itself seemed to carry a certain pleasure for humans.

Just as a man who endures the urge to release eventually finds enlightenment in the act,

Excretion ultimately meant "relief."

The closer one came to that relief, and the longer one held it back, the more the body strained and became aroused.

Regina’s body was on fire, resisting what felt like the ultimate form of relief, the expulsion of her very essence.

Everything ached.

Even knowing a sinister villain might be watching from somewhere,

She found herself shamelessly filled with sexual arousal.

She narrowed her eyes in defiance, as if to say she had not completely surrendered yet.

But she could not stop the hand that had begun to move on its own.

"Ah... ah... are you satisfied yet? Just come out already..."

"Ah... *sobs*... damn it..."

She looked like a completely defeated woman.

Regina’s face burned with embarrassment; even her ears turned red. This was a first in her life.

On the verge of Soul Excretion, every hidden carnal desire had been dragged to the surface. She had become an in-heat female who looked ready to accept anything.

"Hak... hak... ugh... huh..."

She was intoxicated by the climax washing over her.

She felt this way because she knew she would not be able to endure it if it happened again right now.

"It’s fine. Recover and counterattack... there’s no way they can keep attacking like that."

That had to be the end. It had to be.

Her eyes widened and saliva gathered in her mouth as the dizzying sense of defeat threatened to strip away the last of her human dignity.

"This much... I won’t lose..."

Two minutes. Start.

The merciless assault of "Soul Excretion" struck Regina while she was still touching herself.

"Eung-ho-oh!?"

A barrage of invisible blows rained down.

She collapsed back against the chair as if it were a bed, spread her legs, and exposed herself with a dazed expression.

*Puff, puff, puff, puff!*

"Ah! Oh... no... it feels like I’m going to burst... what is this... it’s too much... too overwhelming..."

"I can’t hold it..."

Her eyes rolled back as the sensations took over.

Regina was no longer in any state to care about dignity or decency. Even the simple act of expelling waste from the human body required effort.

Even if the thing being expelled was a valuable soul...

"Oh... oh... ohhhhh... just let it go... if I let it go it won’t matter anymore..."

*Puff, puff-puff-puff-puff.*

Regina pursed her lips, breathing hard, and accepted complete defeat. She spread her legs on the chair and expelled the "personality jelly."

It looked exactly like jelly. It came out from her anus, yet there was no sense of uncleanliness. The only moisture on its surface was a light sheen of sweat from her flushed, pink entrance. It almost looked as if she had been playing with slime and it had slipped out by accident.

But it was not a toy. It was unmistakably her soul.

’Huh?’

The pink jelly Regina’s essence landed on the floor. She looked up. There, still panting with legs spread and her body open, was her own physical form.

’What... happened to my body? Astral projection?’

*Pyoong. Pyoong.*

She tried to jump, but she could not move in the direction she wanted. The pink jelly was just her soul. It had no proper limbs that could send signals the way a real body could.

Even Regina, who had survived countless life-or-death situations, panicked at the sight of her own body. In her uncontrollable jelly form she bounced around the room before being flung outside.

’Ow, it hurts!!!’

A slight scrape against the floor was enough to bring her to the edge of tears. She suddenly realized how completely defenseless she was.

’It hurts... it hurts so much...’

No tears came out. She had lost her body and could not properly resist. Her essence felt like nothing more than discarded scraps. Regina was drowning in a terrible helplessness.

’My body... give it back...’

Had the room always been this cold?

The pink jelly that was now Regina shuddered.

’I feel like I’m going to die... I’ve only been like this for about thirty seconds and I already feel like I might disappear.

Can a person really die just from deciding to?’

She had been thrown into the extreme helplessness that only victims of Soul Excretion ever experienced.

Soul jellies could not withstand even ordinary environments.

Her current situation was comparable to being thrown naked into the middle of the Arctic.

If left alone, the disintegration of her personality would only be a matter of time. No further torment was needed.

At that moment,

Her phone slipped from her pocket and rolled across the floor.

’This is it. I have to call for help!’

For every two centimeters she wanted to crawl, she had to endure serious pain.

The smartphone was about forty centimeters away.

That short distance felt like an eternity to Pink Jelly Regina.

And an even more terrifying thought kept pressing down on her, she had no idea what the villain would do next.

Her colleagues and the juniors from her alma mater were in danger.

Regina continued crawling, enduring the agony of her slowly fraying spirit.

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