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As we stepped outside, the street was noticeably busier than when we had entered. Everyone seemed relieved to see us emerge unharmed. The townspeople had been waiting to see if the hunter who had ventured into the dungeon would return safely.
"Now you can relax!" Yuuna declared to the crowd.
"Phew, thank you, young lady."
"My child passes by here. I was worried what would happen if a monster emerged…"
"What a stunningly handsome and beautiful couple."
Contrary to my own awkwardness, Yuuna was completely at ease, as if reassuring the townspeople was a natural part of a hunter's duty.
"Please wait, I'll need to verify your hunter licenses," a man interjected. Men in black suits approached us.
Hunter licenses? I didn't have one.
"You can speak to me," Yuuna whispered, presenting her license to them. "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. This was a world of professional hunters, a field with more social and personal significance than just a high-paying part-time job. It was a fiercely competitive society, and in this world without college entrance exams, it made sense that a delicate female student like Yuuna would wield a sword in a monster-filled dungeon.
I found myself in the middle of it all, with powers that felt unfairly powerful, even cowardly. But honestly, who wouldn't enjoy an easy mode? My skills were vulgar, but now that I had discovered the full potential of the 'Onahole Collector', I was determined to use this advantage to ensure the safety of my beautiful sisters and my future wife (no harem). That was all that mattered to me.
I followed Academy Street No. 3 and turned into an alley. Our house was a two-story detached home with a red roof and a yard. I parked the bike, but there was no lock to be found. It seemed bicycle thieves were not an issue in this world.
"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 sighed, thinking of the imminent confrontation with Stella.
"Brother~!"
"Serena?"
The lovely voice that dissolved my worries belonged to Serena, an SS-class beauty with black hair who was watering the garden in dolphin shorts. My eyes were drawn to her long, toned legs. Her outfit was provocative, and a part of me worried that someone might try to kidnap her.
"What has caught your attention? Heave-ho!"
"Ah! Don't spray water!" I yelped. These were my only clean clothes!
"Hee hee."
"Caught you!" I grabbed the playful Serena and lifted her up. As she became drenched, the black lace underwear beneath her white tank top became visible.
'…What am I doing?' I snapped back to reality from a moment that felt like a naive romantic comedy.
"Oppa, you pervert."
"I swear I didn't mean to."
The moment was shattered as my eyes locked with Stella's, who was staring icily from the second-floor window.
Eek!
This was a horror game, wasn't it? My heart plummeted.
"Didn't Stella say she was going to kill me?"
"Ahaha…" Serena offered an awkward laugh. "Stay strong, Oppa!"
Indeed. I was here to restore order, but I couldn't beg Serena for help. I strode confidently to the front door. The house felt unnaturally cold, like a tomb. After scrubbing my hands clean, I went to find Stella. The house was eerily silent. Serena was still outside. The silence was palpable.
'Let's head to the room for now…' I decided to go to my room and plan my next move. I needed to understand why Stella was so angry.
Even with a face that was 58,000 times more attractive to women and a hidden charm stat of 999, there was an issue that couldn't be resolved. It lay between Stella and me.
On the second floor, I knocked on Stella's door. "Stella. It's me, your brother. We need to talk." There was no answer. I was certain she was inside, but her silence was a form of protest. I tried a text message, as she hadn't blocked me.
– Stella, let's talk for a moment. If you don't want me to come to your room, let's meet in mine.
A reply came in immediately.
[Stella] In 30 minutes.
Half an hour. Alright. I returned to my room, pacing back and forth, mentally preparing for the confrontation. This was a rightful battle to reclaim my authority as an older brother. I wondered what a friend with real siblings would advise. Establish discipline by beating them to death? That seemed to be the only method I had come across, but it couldn't be that simple.
As I tidied my room, I absentmindedly opened my phone's gallery. I gasped in horror. The gallery was filled with thousands of secretly taken photos. There were folders titled 'Student Council President Isabella' and 'Stella's Panties.' I scrolled down, my heart pounding. The camera angles for the student council president's photos were undeniably lewd, focusing on the curve of her hips. There was even a folder of deepfake pornography with her face. Another folder was filled with upskirt photos of anonymous girls.
The most horrifying files were those named after my sisters. As a family sharing a home, there were countless opportunities for a pervert to exploit. Fortunately, there were no photos that crossed a serious line. At most, he had managed to glimpse Serena's panties. The majority of the shots were blurred, as if taken while he was being hit. But there were also dates and descriptions:
November 1st: Stella's red polka-dot panties
November 2nd: Stella's white cotton panties, reeking of sweat from her workout
This was a legendary act of depravity. The Goddess Yagem must have prevented any greater harm to the heroines before the game began. But thinking of what could have happened without this intervention, it seemed my sisters were the biggest victims of this game's twisted reality.
I kept scrolling, not because I was enjoying it, but because I had to see the extent of what had transpired. This was the world inside the game. What could I do if I was frustrated by it?
"Enn. Come out for a moment."
"Yep!" A goddess named Enn appeared.
"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 an Onahole?"
"Actually, I've come up with a new method! Whoa, don't be surprised! Ta-da!" The goddess extended her hand, a light filling it with a new power.
[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…!"
I was horrified. "Don't add anything strange to my skill tree! This will be deactivated, right?"
"Why? I even gave you the
"Lucky Skebe, is there any other way besides offering fellatio everywhere and creating my sister's Onahole?"
"…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?!"
I was a new person, trying to atone for the past. And this goddess was laughing as she offered me a skill called 'Fellatio Anywhere.' I couldn't believe this kind of sexually charged ability existed.
"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, Enn!" I tried to drag and drop the skill out of my status window, but it wouldn't budge. This damned, perverted skill was stuck.
"However, I don't want the heroine to unleash her hatred on you. The scenario of disciplining a cheeky younger sister is quite enticing, you know!"
"So you want me to rape her?"
"Hehe. Since raping her outright might weigh on one's conscience, why not do it with
I had to admit, I'd been enjoying the little bits of perversion the game offered. But there was a line I couldn't cross.
"I'm against violating Stella'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…" Using this skill on Stella would be the end of my humanity.
"I don't just change because I've found myself in this world. Acts of vile rape are absolutely out of the question."
"If that is your intention…"
"Is there any information that might be helpful?"
"Hmm… Stella 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!"
Enn playfully stuck out her tongue. "This has quite a unique taste too! The progression of building intimacy by tenderly caring for each Onahole, capable of bringing one to submission in just three minutes!"
"…If you're a god in name, don't call the heroine you created an Onahole…"
"But if you feel like your patience is on the verge of breaking, don't forget
The goddess vanished. A knock came from the door.
"Come in."
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