Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

Cerys was happiest when she was by my side.

That much, at least, seemed to be an unshakable truth within this 'Acadia Academy.

From an objective standpoint, it wasn't surprising. I was good-looking, talented, had an impressive size, and endless stamina. What more could a heroine want?

I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling heavily.

"Ah... ngh...?" Cerys stirred again, her crimson eyes fluttering open, dazed and vulnerable.

And then—

Click.

The door burst open.

"..."

"..."

Still my dick inside Cerys pussy, I locked eyes with the Student Council President. It was... intense. My stomach dropped as if gravity itself betrayed me.

I have no memory of how I managed to defuse that situation before being thrown out of the room. If Cerys hadn't defended me, I might've been executed on the spot.

….

Five minutes later, the silver-haired student council president stood before me.

"Lucas." Her voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a blade. Her eyes held the weight of authority, but there was something else—a glint of restrained curiosity.

"I confirmed that the professor is safe. I'll let this slide as a 'necessary intervention.'"

"Ah... ha... ha..." I laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of my neck.

Her gaze didn't waver, and for a moment, I felt like prey trapped in a predator's sight.

"I almost killed you on the spot, you know."

"To be fair, I'd understand why you'd think that." Truthfully, there wasn't much to misunderstand—it looked exactly like what it was. Forced or not, the results spoke for themselves.

Still, the pit in my stomach lingered even after her words of reluctant acceptance.

Was this really okay?

Still...

'At least I'm alive. That much is a relief... and my beautiful teacher is safe.'

"We'll discuss the details tomorrow. For now, head back and... don't use that ability until then."

"…?" I tilted my head, trying to gauge her reaction.

"..."

Her sharp eyes narrowed even further at the word, the intensity in her gaze enough to pierce through me. It was clear that the very term carried an unpleasant connotation, one that made her wary.

"The professor said it's not a skill—it's a divine authority. Something you can't afford to use recklessly."

'Authority... Ah.'

Come to think of it, it was listed under a different category from regular skills. Cerys must have figured it out when she was caught in it firsthand. As expected of an SS-class hunter.

"Authorities are entirely different from skills. Do you understand?"

"No... I didn't know."

The president sighed, her arms folding tightly as though she were trying to maintain composure.

"For someone like you, a D-rank, suddenly wielding such a power must feel overwhelming."

Wait... was she worried about me?

"Skills are results of personal training and discipline," she explained, her voice steady but edged with concern.

"But authorities... they're borrowed powers, granted by external gods. They're not yours to own. Abuse them, and the beings that granted them to you might demand a price you're not prepared to pay."

Too late.

Cerys's ero-novel scripting doesn't stop, no matter what.

I'd already succumbed to it, giving in to the primal instincts it awakened, filling Cerys over and over without restraint.

And now? My moral compass was spinning wildly. Even the thought of dating the elegant and domineering student council president had started creeping into my head.

Was this... greed?

"Do you understand?" Her words snapped me back to reality.

"Yes. Thank you... for the warning." Your journey continues at empire

"Despite the misunderstanding earlier... thank you for your help, Lucas." For a brief moment, the ever-poised student council president bowed her head to me. The sight was so unexpected that I found myself unable to respond.

"Though..." Her voice trailed off, but her piercing gaze remained locked on me.

"Yes?"

"There's something that doesn't add up. How did a D-rank like you come into contact with an external god? Even for SS-class hunters, that's an exceedingly rare occurrence."

"..."

"Maybe it's connected to the gaps in your memory..." she speculated, her sharp mind already piecing things together.

Damn. She's sharp.

No matter how perceptive she was, there was no way she could figure out the truth—that this world was an erotic game and I was its protagonist. Yet, her near-accurate guesses left me frozen, unable to offer any excuse.

"We'll talk more tomorrow, Lucas."

"Ah, yes... understood."

With her usual confident stride, she turned and walked away, her presence lingering even after she disappeared down the hall.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

….

Back at the dorm, my phone buzzed with a messages.

Luna: Lucas, when are you coming home? Are you staying out late?

I quickly typed out a reply.

Me: On my way now...

I had completely forgotten about my adorable little sister waiting for me at home.

….

When I stepped inside, the warm aroma of freshly cooked food greeted me.

"I'm home." Luna turned from the kitchen, her black hair swaying as she looked up and smiled.

"Lucas!" My gaze instinctively lingered, taking in her school uniform and apron combination. It suited her far too well.

"Wash your hands and come eat. You must be starving."

"Yeah." Dinner was the regular one, but Luna had gone the extra mile, setting the table with side dishes and even grilling fish.

"Just a second~."

"You even grilled fish? Isn't that too much trouble?"

"I didn't know when you'd be home, so I kept everything ready."

"Next time, I'll call ahead."

Luna set the final dish before me and took her seat across the table, her expression bright and welcoming.

"It's fine! Men are busy. I understand."

"Luna..."

Today had been chaotic—life-threatening, even.

'Spread it wide!' A vivid memory surfaced, making me pause mid-bite.

What had I done? Was this... the Erotic World protagonist in me taking over?

If I felt this embarrassed, how much worse must it have been for Cerys? Judging by the student council president's reaction, she must have defended me fiercely.

"Lucas... you didn't get a girlfriend, right?"

"Pfft!"

I almost choked. Luna's sharp eyes narrowed, her instincts terrifyingly accurate.

'I'm exposed!'

"It's fine, Lucas. Just be honest with me. Maybe I can give you advice."

"...This food is amazing, Luna."

"..."

She pouted but dropped the topic—for now.

"Want another serving?"

"Yeah. Please."

I used the moment to focus on eating as the TV played in the background.

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