My Taboo Academy

"What exactly are you staring at?"

Liliana’s sharp, suspicious look hit me like a bucket of cold water. I straightened instantly.

"I have a girlfriend now, President."

Better to say it first before she got the wrong idea.

"Huh?"

"It’s pretty hard to stay focused when you’re tempting me like that."

"Don’t say disgusting things."

She was the one who had basically left her chest half-exposed, yet somehow I was the one being inappropriate.

"You’re practically showing me everything."

"I’m wearing nipple patches. The important parts are covered. You can’t see anything."

"...That’s not the point."

The entire chest was the important part.

And if we were ranking important parts, Liliana was dangerous from head to toe.

This was driving me crazy.

"So what now?"

"We spar."

"...Why?"

"Because if I take a D-rank like you straight into real hero work, you’ll just get yourself seriously hurt."

Exactly what I expected.

"Don’t worry. Show me real effort and I’ll give you the approval. I’m not so petty that I’d refuse just because I don’t like you. Clear the standard I set and that’s enough."

"So you do dislike me."

"Did you honestly think I liked you?"

"I didn’t think you found me completely unpleasant either."

"Don’t get ahead of yourself."

The heroine’s walls were still high.

"When I judge someone, appearance doesn’t matter. I watch their actions and the nature those actions reveal."

’My true nature, huh...’

Such a straightforward, idealistic way of thinking.

"And what does my nature look like to you?"

"It’s changed a little. Normally I wouldn’t waste time on a lost cause, but I think you still have room to improve."

"So you’re planning to reform me."

"Yes."

The conversation felt strangely hollow.

Once you decided someone was morally decaying, the solution apparently became "fix them through exercise."

Hero work without any real sense of mission was basically just collecting volunteer points.

Could someone like me actually change?

I wasn’t some shining example of virtue either. When I got scared I became completely spineless, and I created plenty of situations I later regretted.

Still...

I didn’t dislike Liliana’s upright attitude.

’What if someone like her was my girlfriend? Would it have been exhausting?’

Maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad.

People who were strict with themselves and strict with others usually had clear standards.

"First I’ll check your actual ability."

"Understood."

"Come at me."

For a second I worried about accidentally enjoying her touch a little bit too much.

That thought lasted less than a heartbeat. The next moment I was flying through the air and slamming into the hard wooden floor.

"Guh!!"

Air completely gone. I couldn’t breathe.

"Stop theatrics and stand up."

"Ugh... cough..."

[Receiving instruction from Student Council President Liliana]

[Acquired Martial Arts]

The way she forced the skill into me in a single exchange was terrifying.

"Ahhh... President... ummm... growth is nice and all, but I can’t really breathe with my back pinned like this."

’Right. This world runs on weight classes and raw stats.’

Women who invested in strength could easily overpower men. All my earlier fantasies about rolling around with a delicate, beautiful Student Council President had just been thoroughly corrected.

I decided to take it seriously.

"Ha!"

"This is D-rank? Better than I expected."

"Wha..!"

She threw me again without even looking properly.

’She’s ridiculously strong.’

Was this the baseline for an S-class hero?

"Did you get a sudden level-up recently? What happened?"

"Bought something from a demon merchant. Got lucky."

"Hmm."

For the first time Liliana gave me a small, almost friendly smile.

"I appreciate the honesty."

A student who had been pure D-rank a few days ago suddenly jumping more than fifty points in stats would make anyone suspicious. Admitting the source immediately had been the right call.

What surprised me more was how much she could read just from a short exchange of blows.

[Guided by Liliana]

[Martial Arts rank increased]

I’d only been under her instruction for a short time and the skill was already climbing.

"Interesting?"

"A little. Is learning always this fast?"

"Of course not. This is a special lesson just for you."

A private class from the Student Council President herself.

"I have a girlfriend, President."

"Let me reset that filthy brain of yours."

"Oww!"

*Whirl!*

Once again I spun through the air and hit the floor.

I wasn’t sure if my fighting ability had improved, but after an hour I had definitely mastered the art of falling gracefully.

Now, while flying, I even had enough composure to catch a clear look at Liliana’s face.

She looked down at me, slightly out of breath, expression provocatively sharp.

"The sun is going down and you still haven’t made any real progress."

"You’re just too strong, President."

"Are you fine with going home today without a single stamp?"

"...No."

That wasn’t acceptable.

"It’s nice that you found a girlfriend and seem to be enjoying academy life. If you weren’t the single biggest stain on this school, I might even support you."

"The only stain..."

I’d heard that line on my very first day.

"Are you actually serious about turning things around? Erasing every old demerit and staying here with your head held high? Then fight harder!"

Her harsh words snapped something into place.

Was she genuinely challenging me?

"That’s unfair."

"I’ve already been more than lenient."

"No, I mean I have a girlfriend, you’re a woman, and my actual combat ability is limited."

"...Oh? So if you used every scrap of that limited power, you think you could win?"

"Not a chance."

I still didn’t know Liliana’s true ceiling.

As an S-class hero recognized across Seoul, the version she showed against real villains was on another level entirely.

She was stronger than any mage I’d met. Getting close under normal conditions was impossible.

"But if the condition is just touching your body... I think that’s doable."

"Heh."

She laughed...

It was the same laugh she’d given when I first claimed a D-rank could survive out in society.

A pure sneer at an ignorant fool’s optimism.

"Shall I get serious then? Just remember you can’t complain about whatever happens next."

"Feeling confident? Fine. Try it. If you manage to touch me, I’ll give you two stamps."

She was probably right about most things.

Even without knowing Lustbound, she understood this world’s rules better than I did.

There was still one lesson I could teach this particular heroine.

People who declared absolute victory in advance tended to get humiliated.

That was just how the world worked.

[**Lucky Pervert**: ON]

[ Manipulation Strength: Very Weak]

"..."

As expected of an S-class.

Even without knowing what my power was, her instincts screamed that something was about to happen from the change in my breathing alone.

Sharp as a freshly honed blade.

Under normal conditions she was completely unreachable.

"No take-backs later, President."

"I’ll even let you have the first move."

**Lucky pervert **

The ability to force an erotic event between me and a heroine by bending reality.

If it worked, I could lightly punish the overconfident Student Council President, make her acknowledge me, and walk away with stamps.

Three birds, one stone.

I kept the intensity as low as possible.

Max power would have dropped us straight into full sex.

Ironically, I had to hold back with Liliana.

The goal was only a short sparring lesson and a little payback not a complete conquest.

If I pushed it to the limit it would have been raw, condomless creampie sex. Even if she realized and tried to run at full speed, it wouldn’t have mattered.

[Crimson Eye Activated]

Liliana held a perfect stance. She clearly believed that as long as she stayed composed, nothing I did could reach her.

There was no visible opening. Even if there had been, my current level couldn’t exploit it.

’But what I can see is...’

Countless threads stretched from her form, weaving through the entire space like an invisible spiderweb she herself couldn’t perceive.

...

’Is one of these threads the possibility of sex with the Student Council President?’

Or did every single thread lead there?

I focused, searching for the weakest connection.

An image of lightly teasing and scolding Liliana instead...

[ Liliana’s humiliating play ]

Found it. The Lucky Pervert thread.

I seized that single strand and forced it into reality.

My body moved as if the vivid scene ahead was already pulling me in.

There was only one path: humiliation play.

"Haaah!"

I charged.

"Still rushing in without thinking? No improvement at all."

*Sara-rak.*

Normally I never would have breached her space, but the sudden disarray let me slip closer. If it had only been the uniform coming loose she might have stayed calm.

The Student Council President operated on a "nipple patches are enough for training" philosophy.

She should never have underestimated Lucky Pervert.

What if the patches came off too?

In that extremely unlikely scenario...

She would suddenly realize her nipples were fully exposed.

"Eeek!"

Two seconds had already passed.

Liliana still tried to pull me in and throw me. Originally I would have flown across the room with zero resistance, but the Martial Arts skill she had just drilled into me let me resist just a little.

I could feel the urgency in her movements.

Instead of fighting her weight I pulled her closer.

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