My Taboo Academy

B-class villain Nami. Ability: Exhibitionism. She used to have decent grades at the academy. After turning villain she developed a whole set of exposure-based skills.

That was her.

Standing right in the middle of a residential street was a cute young woman in a skimpy bikini, hair tied up in apple-shaped buns. Her breasts looked a full cup larger than the profile photo.

Those toned thighs and the soft curve of her stomach were impossible to ignore.

’What the hell am I supposed to do here?’

If "she’s a villain so anything goes" was the rule, this was the perfect chance to indulge. If I wanted that pretty mouth right away, "Fellatio Anywhere" would work. If I wanted to slam her into a mating press immediately, "Instant Shameless Mating" was an option.

Liliana was watching, so using the skills too blatantly was risky. Still, in the middle of a fight there were plenty of ways to slip them in. Lucky Pervert was also available.

There was even a method of using soul power for a direct "soul-driven cockstab."

As a villain she was free to do whatever she wanted.

But I refused to sink to that level. I wasn’t going to lose to some crude erotic game!

"Ah...! When did you...?"

"I’ve been standing here for a while."

"Help me! This guy tried to attack me!"

A man lay motionless at Nami’s feet, foam around his mouth.

Not even twitching.

Crimson Eye confirmed he was already dead.

Don’t fall for it. Nami was responsible for over twenty deaths. All of them died from cerebral hemorrhages caused by sudden, overwhelming arousal.

"Nami. Stop this and surrender."

"What? Handsome... you’re a hero?"

Ugh... sudden dizziness...!

"You’re the first man who’s managed to stare at my chest for more than twenty seconds without collapsing."

"Kuh... huh..."

Don’t look at the exposed skin of the beast! Pull yourself together, Ren Asahi!

Liliana’s sharp voice through the earpiece snapped me back.

The moment I staggered, Nami pulled a dagger from nowhere and lunged.

I yanked the Colt Python loaded with .357 Magnum rounds from inventory and fired at her shoulder before she could close the distance.

*Bang!!*

’Huh? I’m sure I hit her.’

The bullet just... slid off her skin? That shouldn’t be possible!

[Enemy movement discerned through martial arts!]

If it hadn’t been for the martial arts Liliana forced into me, my throat would have been opened right there.

Somehow I managed to dodge for now.

Prepare for the next attack!

[Crimson Eye activated]

[Exposed Fiend Nami’s Wicked High Kick]

[Power: B]

The kick left a wide opening, but the force behind it was massive. Grab the leg and a chance to hit her weak point would appear.

Should I take it?

I sensed the danger and twisted away. The wall she kicked simply crumbled like a biscuit.

Oh, shit!!

Ren Asahi. Stop thinking you can hold back and still win at your current level.

"..."

Why hesitate against a villain? Hesitation just makes you look like more trash.

"You’ve got good eyes. Most people can’t dodge that."

This exhibitionist had been an honor student at the academy, after all.

A pure fight was a guaranteed loss, wasn’t it?

Should I just get caught early and call Liliana for backup?

Ren Asahi!

"Let me ask you one thing. Do you think you can do it?"

I heard a quiet swallow through the AirPods.

Whether we like it or not, everyone lives by compromising with the talents they were born with. The same goes for your crude ability.

"Can someone with an ability this base still become a righteous hero?"

It’s true. Your power is repulsive.

Gulp... She was being blunt.

I admitted it. Honestly, I hated it too. But if the intention was good, it could still be used properly.

With good intentions, used properly.

If my talent required me to do a ridiculous dance just to defeat an enemy, I would still do it without hesitation.

"Why go that far?"

I can’t even protect my own heart from the simple desire to stop a villain and keep ordinary people safe.

That part is genuine.

Liliana is a real hero.

My words would just be an excuse for filthy sex a lie spoken by a fake like me.

She shines because she has dedicated her entire life to this path.

Our foundations are completely different.

Liliana’s only mistake is believing other people can reach the same place she has.

That’s the naivety of youth.

"Not everyone can do what you do, President."

I’m probably nothing more than a crude Fleshlight user, a counterfeit hero inside a lust game.

Because I, Ren Asahi, don’t have any deep convictions or grand purpose.

But...

The light that real hero showed me made something click.

"When this is over, buy me a meal."

– What?

"I’m starving. I skipped lunch because of your call. Take responsibility and treat me."

Where did that come from all of a sudden?

"If you promise, I’ll cover the meal myself."

"I have no interest in eating alone with you."

That’s what the student council president said.

Less than a day after getting rejected, I was already clinging to her legs and begging again...

This time, though, her answer was different.

I preferred people who handled things cleanly.

"Understood."

Inside this crude, carnal game, all I wanted was a proper romance with a beautiful heroine.

From this moment on, sharing a meal with Liliana became my personal mission.

Setting personal feelings aside, I chose the most direct path.

"Finished talking, handsome?"

"Thanks for waiting."

"Sounded important."

"Sorry for treating you like a joke until now."

[Lucky Pervert ON]

[Reality Manipulation Intensity: Mild]

"Witness the Fleshlight Man of Justice. Awaken!"

"Uhh~? That sounds more like a villain’s name, doesn’t it?"

I focused everything on carefully extracting Nami’s essence.

"Shall we start, rookie hero?"

Ugh!?

I thought my hands were empty, but a knife suddenly appeared.

What the? Did the grip deceive me again?

The Talent of Exposure. A transparent pouch. Unlike a normal inventory, it let her pull items out even in the middle of combat.

Helpful tip. Thanks.

’I can read the shape of her hand.’

"Yaksha Assault!"

A B-rank skill I picked up in the dungeons. With a ×2 speed modifier I managed to outmaneuver Nami despite her higher base stats.

"Aah!?"

I snatched the transparent pouch.

Cosmetics, random memorabilia, and other junk spilled across the ground.

"Isn’t that going too far? Were you that desperate to dig through a girl’s belongings?"

"You’re not an academy student anymore, Nami."

"Even so, a senior is still a senior!"

"Bullshit!"

I tore off my school uniform jacket and threw it at her.

"Aah!?"

"Cover your chest with that!"

"No way! Your gentleman act is lowering my exposure rate!"

The second she panicked about her most exposed assets being covered, I drove my fist into her unprotected pale stomach!!

"Soul Excretion Smash!"

"Kyah!"

Slippery!!

What? Even the punch slid off?!

The more skin she showed, the stronger her defensive ability became. Attacks had a chance to simply glance off because of the slippery effect.

"Your power is impressive."

To succeed as a villain you needed real capability.

"I’m seriously pissed now!"

Nami unclasped her bikini top.

Those magnificent breasts bounced free and swayed heavily.

I-cup? That had to be at least J-cup. Insane!

Her next move was so fast I almost missed it.

Bounce... tremble!

Maybe because my eyes were locked on those naturally heavy breasts swinging side to side.

[Nami’s Exposed Breast-Quivering Kick]

[Power: C]

[A light kick. For some reason the recoil transfers strongly to the upper body. Exposure bonus +2]

Guns and normal physical attacks were both useless.

I looked at the lewd possibilities Lucky Pervert was showing me.

I grabbed one of the random erotic events that appeared like spider silk!

*Ting.*

In this exact situation, the highest-probability Lucky Pervert event was...

[In 5 seconds: Nami’s Massive Heart-Wrenching Breast Squeeze]

"It’s a shame to ruin such a handsome face... but! Ah!?"

Nami suddenly stumbled into empty air.

Those swaying, heaving breasts landed straight in my hands.

*Squeeze!*

"Eek!?"

I pulled her in and wrung those heavy breasts hard.

Nami’s body went limp under the milk-wringing technique.

"Let’s finish this fast and go home."

"He... he-geuk... What is this ability...? No, no, no...!! Don’t squeeze them that hard..."

I slammed my fist into her exposed stomach again. Her defenses were completely open now.

"Soul Excretion Smash!!"

"Aargh!!"

I twisted my fist deeper into her belly!

Nami collapsed to the ground, gasping, her thick buttocks clenched tight.

"He... heh... What the hell is this power...? Agh... he-geuk...!! Who are you...?"

"I’m the Fleshlight Man of Justice."

Soul Excretion was my main weapon.

I still held back from finishing her completely she was still a villain, after all.

"I won’t lose! I’m way stronger without pants!"

"Hey. There’s a shadow there."

"Eh? Shadow... when?"

"You should’ve been more careful about where you fell."

The shadow reduced her effective exposure even though she had already stripped her bottoms.

Her reaction came a beat late.

I used the opening and drove a heavy blow into her side.

"Soul Excretion Strike!"

"Ah...!"

The strike dropped her. I pinned her from above.

"Please... don’t...!"

"You already know what comes next."

I locked her down so she couldn’t move and pressed her legs open.

Her buttocks faced upward, fully exposing her already wet vagina.

It was a very attractive view.

"Don’t misunderstand. This is the thrust of justice."

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