My Taboo Academy

Of course she was, Elle and Aria might give me the benefit of the doubt, but the Student Council President had no reason to trust me.

In her eyes I was still a criminal on probation. Nothing more.

In a single motion she turned around completely, door still between us, and fixed me with a sharp stare.

"Ren Asahi. Why did you come to the research building? Answer me."

This felt like the crisis of a lifetime.

"It’s hard to explain until you open that door."

"What if opening it is a trap? What if it’s the activation condition for your ability?"

"If you’re that suspicious, I’ll open it myself."

"No."

Liliana opened the door. Had she stopped doubting me simply because I was a D-class failure?

Or did she think the act of me touching the doorknob was somehow part of a larger scheme?

I had no way of knowing.

In the end we stood face to face.

[Regina’s Expelled Soul]

A pretty pink jelly that shone like a jewel...

"...A magical beast!"

White light flared around the Student Council President’s body.

Startled, I immediately stepped between the jelly and her.

"Wait! Please wait, President!"

"Move. Do you want to die as well?"

"This is Miss Regina Dean!"

"What...?"

That had been far too close.

If the jelly was destroyed, the teacher would never return to her original form.

I threw myself in the way because I knew that.

"On what basis are you saying that? The teacher’s body is right over there..."

"..."

I carefully cradled the jelly in my arms.

[Regina Jelly is trembling]

[Jelly’s condition – Soul erosion rate 9%]

’I’m sorry.’

I apologized silently.

All I felt was regret for the teacher who must have suffered through such a devastating expulsion.

I had to find a way to fix this.

First I needed to convince the Student Council President.

"Teacher? Miss Dean?"

"..."

Regina sat slumped against the support, completely unresponsive.

If she had been left alone since lunchtime, nearly five hours had already passed.

The connection between her main body and the jelly had grown dangerously faint. Her body was little more than an empty shell at this point...

’Wow... the teacher is beautiful.’

This was nothing like the middle-aged instructor I had vaguely imagined.

Lying unconscious in front of me was a raven-haired beauty in her early twenties only a couple of years older than Elle and Aria.

The strong, elegant thighs visible beneath her burgundy dress were impossible to ignore.

"You need to explain what happened here, Ren Asahi."

"..."

"I should warn you this is no longer a simple disciplinary matter. As a hero, I could kill you right now."

Where was I even supposed to start?

"First... the teacher seems cold. May I try to warm her?"

"..."

’Fleshlight Touch.’

The skill had probably been designed for moments exactly like this.

Its purpose was to bring the heroine (the submissive party in this erotic game) into a state of complete control and obedience.

An ominous structure built for a world ruled by sinister forces.

I gently caressed the jelly, offering her warmth at no cost.

[Soul regeneration rate increasing]

"What exactly is this?"

"This is Regina Dean. What happened was my mistake."

"What...?"

"I’m not completely sure how it occurred, but it was an accident."

An accident.

While I was attacking her dummy, my skill had somehow transferred to her.

My skill...

As much as I wanted to keep Soul Excretion hidden from someone like the Student Council President, I no longer had a choice.

"Soul Excretion?"

The look she gave me was even more contemptuous than I had expected.

Elle and Aria had accepted me without prejudice. Liliana clearly had not.

"If what you’re saying is true, then even without malicious intent this is a grave crime."

"The most important thing right now is restoring the teacher to her original state."

"That is not something for you to worry about."

As expected, she wasn’t going to entrust this to me.

"If we waste any more time it will be too late. We have to act now!"

"Is this just a stalling tactic so you can escape?"

"Leave it to me. I’ll find a way."

"Even if I accepted that this jelly is truly the teacher, there is still no reason to leave the rest to you!"

"Liliana!"

I raised my voice.

"Let’s restore her first. We can argue afterward!"

"..."

"Teacher..."

Liliana’s voice trembled ever so slightly.

"...Can you actually return her?"

"If you stop me here, one thing is certain: the teacher will never return to her original form."

We had to move now.

The window of opportunity might already be closing.

"Tsk..."

"Please guard the door and keep anyone from entering."

I turned my back on her.

"Wait! I never agreed to leave this to you. There’s still no guarantee anything you’ve said is true...!"

Liliana stepped forward and caught my arm.

"If we use the emergency line we can transfer the teacher to the best hospital in Seoul in under three minutes. Is this really the best option?"

"Yes. Right now I am the only person on the planet who can save her."

"...Fine. Do what you need to do."

It must have been difficult for her to believe me, yet Liliana still made a bold decision.

For the moment I was simply grateful.

"I won’t let anyone in. How much time do you need?"

"I’ll do everything I can until it gets completely dark."

"About two hours, then. Make sure you save the teacher."

The door closed.

With Liliana standing guard, we shouldn’t be interrupted for a while.

Now the real challenge began.

I let out a long breath as I faced a scene of soul excretion more disturbing than any locked-room murder.

"Thanks to you, goddess, moments like this no longer surprise me..."

I continued gently warming the jelly with my touch, yet I still had no idea how to reverse the process. The only idea that came to mind was putting it back into the place it had come from... but that felt incomplete.

I decided to ask first.

"Goddess!"

Time froze. A tiny, adorable blonde goddess popped into existence beside me.

[The goddess of Lustbound, Mira, has arrived!]

"How do I put the expelled jelly back?"

"Kyaa~~ So crude! Expelling a heroine whose face and name you didn’t even know!"

...Should I just squeeze her?

"Tell me how to reverse it."

"It’s very simple. Spread the heroine jelly over your cock like a condom, then insert it into a vagina and rub!"

"How the fuck is that simple?!!"

I grabbed both of Mira’s cheeks and stretched them.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

"Is there any other method?"

"Uhhhhh! No... there really isn’t...!"

The only solution was perverted sex? That was seriously depressing.

"So you want me to rape Regina?"

"Being with Ren makes every heroine happy, doesn’t it?! Enjoy it more like a proper erotic game!"

"That’s way too extreme!"

I didn’t want to treat the heroine’s most private parts like a toy!

Mira dropped to the floor like a child throwing a tantrum in a store.

"Aah~ Please let’s have some kinky sex~~!"

"Stop making a scene...!"

...Teacher, if I leave things as they are, it will be the end for her.

I had to fix this somehow. Yet there was a reason I kept hesitating.

"Right now I’m scared that I’ll use this situation as an excuse and force myself on Regina without feeling any guilt. That’s what I hate."

"...Wow. You’re actually kind. A true pure-love protagonist!"

"I’m just trying to stay rational!"

But Lustbound was still a game. The reason even goddess-approved difficulty sometimes felt hard was because I kept stubbornly refusing the path the game wanted me to take. I knew I couldn’t keep doing that forever.

Mira stood up again, her expression suddenly serious.

"Ren... can you really stand it if a heroine ends up dating some ordinary guy?"

"Well..."

Thinking of every woman as mine from the start was already wrong. That was the normal way to see things. And yet...

"I can promise you the heroines are happiest when they’re by the protagonist’s side. Any heroine Ren doesn’t choose becomes unhappy."

"You can’t know that for certain."

"Really? You thought the same thing when you met the demon merchant."

This voyeuristic, perverted goddess of erotic games somehow always knew exactly what was going on inside my head.

"With your abilities you started wondering if you could make many heroines happy at the same time, didn’t you?"

"..."

Once the constraints of reality, especially money disappeared, I found myself entertaining fantasies I had never allowed before. I wondered if it was even okay for me to dream of living like an emperor.

It was a desire I had never felt until now.

"So in a way, this is actually good for Regina."

"You’re calling this a good thing now?"

"She can skip all the boring steps and stay by Ren’s side, receiving his love. It might be a little early, but I like that too. Now go make the heroine happy."

"...You’re disgustingly good at writing harems."

"Hehe."

It was a cheap, vulgar approach.

Yet Mira, goddess of erotic games, had always been sincere in her own twisted way. She genuinely wanted me to enjoy my deviant adventures and consume the heroines as easily as trophies or cake.

That was what she believed, and that was what she rooted for.

"Alright."

I had hated that perverse mindset from the very beginning.

If there was truly no other choice, I would act decisively but for my own reasons.

"I don’t like the villain route, so I’m doing this for myself."

"Ren, you’re amazing~! So cool! Your pure-love fanatic mode is insane!"

The goddess’s excitement was starting to make me dizzy.

"Who’s the crazy one here? Who?"

Even for the sake of the Student Council President waiting outside and trusting me, I had to see this through cleanly.

For a short while,

I decided to become the worst villain in history.

Time resumed its normal flow.

I picked up the jelly again.

*Squeeze.*

I pulled my pants down and carefully placed the jelly over my already hard cock.

*Rub... rub...*

As I held it and rubbed it against myself, the jelly began to cling with a slick, slippery sensation.

Fortunately it was pink, so there was no visual repulsion.

Even while doing it, the whole act felt disorienting.

Once the preparation was finished, I lifted Regina’s body and laid her on the desk.

’...Gasp.’

Soft. Warm.

Perhaps because I had been carefully handling her soul, her main body also felt pleasantly warm, as though she had been lightly exercising. I positioned her on the desk at the perfect height for easy entry...

Then I spread the defenseless Regina’s legs wide.

"..."

As the burgundy dress slid upward, her pale, flawless thighs were fully exposed. In this already sinful situation my cock grew even harder, completely ignoring any sense of limit.

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