19 Chapter 22 – Personality Disposal Smash II

[Students of Class 2-F, please head to the indoor training ground.]

Just before the virtual appraisal,

Yuuna, Henna, and I formed a group and went to the indoor training ground.

"Kim Sang-hyuk. Aren't you nervous?" Yuuna called me by my full name, creating a sense of distance. Even though we had shared intimate moments, this delicate distance with the opposite sex seemed to be the true essence of our connection.

"More like excited, I guess?"

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous, but I felt a nostalgic kind of tension, similar to when I was a child waiting for my turn to run in a race.

By my current standards, it wasn't such a terrible feeling.

"Hmm. So all that's left is for you to rise, right?"

"Well, I'm in D-class, so there's not much to lose."

If I couldn't do it, would I hear anything more than 'That's just how D-class is'?

Having low expectations from the beginning meant there was less pressure, which was somewhat comforting.

"Still, if you work hard now, you'll be more at ease during the second semester."

"To be honest, I don't even know what I don't know."

I have a vague premonition that if I fail this test, my life will become somewhat more difficult, but I remain optimistic about the future. After all, I am New Sang-hyuk, the protagonist who was reborn thanks to the Goddess of Yagame bestowing every cheat imaginable upon me. I possess the unique ability of "personality excretion."

Having played other RPG games, I am aware that there are few better attack skills than this one. It's likely the ultimate technique. Collecting onaholes is a talent in its own right, but this is a growth-type talent that even original game players can enjoy.

However, personality excretion—one of the privileged powers that even the original protagonist, Gu Sang-hyuk, never experienced—sets me apart. The inherent value of this power is on an entirely different level.

I intend to effectively utilize "personality excretion" as my primary skill. To be honest, it's quite reassuring.

"What do you want to do later? Become a hero. A hunter?"

"Something that makes a lot of money."

"Then you won't be a hero."

"Do heroes not earn much?"

"Well, when you compare top-tier heroes to hunters, they may earn more, but those below A-rank are practically volunteers."

In that case, it won't do.

"Come to think of it, there are reasons I can't be a hero other than money."

"Why?"

"As you know, if I become a hero, I'd be given a hero name that's no joke, like 'Personality Excretion Man' or 'Onahole Man'…"

"Pfft!"

Yuuna burst into laughter without resistance, grabbing me and starting to laugh.

The unusual talent of an 'Onahole Collector' is chilling, but what would happen if you caught villains with a personality excretion ability?

It's only a matter of time before he becomes the most perverse hero in Seoul.

"For the same reason, I can't be a villain either. Tomorrow's article would say, 'Inhuman Onahole Villain Attacks Women in the City Center...'"

"Ah, hah, pfft! Stop, stop making me laugh!"

As Yuuna nearly fell over from laughter, the gazes of the students around us were drawn to her.

Regardless, Yuuna looked genuinely happy.

A beautiful girl has a beautiful smile.

"Ah, I'm so happy. It's been a while since I've laughed like this."

"It would be perfect if Princess Onahole joined as a sidekick—a hero's assistant."

"Ahaha, seriously, stop! I'm starving!"

Hmm? Where did Henna go?

As soon as she disappeared, I immediately noticed the absence of her ample bosom—as imposing as a cosmic monster.

Looking back, I saw Henna slumping and drooping.

For some reason, her head hung low, and the atmosphere around her was gloomy.

She hadn't uttered a word for a while.

"Henna."

I spoke to her tenderly.

At that, Henna quickly lifted her head, her eyes sparkling.

"Huh!? D-did you call? Sang-hyuk."

"Why are you lagging further and further behind? Stay close."

"…Yes! I'll stay close."

No, not so close that I can feel the warmth of your breasts.

Just because I showed her this much attention, I'm quite worried about the overly affectionate behavior of my childhood friend, who clings to my arm like a lover and presses her chest against me.

In any case, the first among us to take action was Yuuna.

"Haahaa!"

Wow. Her sword skills shone so brightly that they were dazzling.

Though I could only make out so much from this distance, Yuuna's prowess with her sword was impressive.

"991 points!"

Yuuna energetically formed a V with her fingers, expressing her joy to us.

"That's amazing."

"Is that a high score?"

"Indeed! Astoundingly high. Our class's Top 3 is solidified."

How well can I truly perform? Though I've only attempted the dungeon once, I am the renowned protagonist of "OnaAka."

In all honesty, shouldn't I be expected to achieve a score so remarkable that it would leave everyone here astonished?

After a brief test, I imagined the reactions of the two, tailored to my own preferences.

"Wow, Sang-hyuk… You're incredible. I'm so proud to be your friend!"

"How can you be 2,000 points higher than me? You're truly amazing."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't realize you were a D-class."

… Heh, heh, heh. Ah, yes~.

… Hold on. Are there suggestive lines mixed in?

Begone from my virtuous fantasies! Foul spirit of lascivious games!

"Next up is Henna's turn."

At a glance, Henna appears quite tense.

"Who was that again?"

"I don't know. But her breasts are quite large."

"She seems gloomy."

"I don't know her name, but she's the girl with the big breasts and a gloomy demeanor."

That seemed to be the consensus of Henna's classmates.

I could hardly fathom why anyone would utter such words about Henna, who is undeniably a stunning beauty.

I didn't despise the sensation of knowing Henna's allure, which only I was privy to.

If she had merely jiggled her bosom just once, the male students would have undoubtedly been captivated. Henna's combat style was that of a highly static mage. She stood in position, facing the straw mannequin, and one could barely discern that she was engaged in some activity.

"How many?"

Henna, upon her return, spoke hesitantly.

"320 points…"

"Did you do well?"

"Yeah, I think so. Before, it was 290 points.

"Good."

"Great job, Henna!"

Yuuna said while grasping Henna's hand.

"Come on, sit down next to me."

"… Can I really sit beside you?"

"What's the issue between friends?"

Hmm, it seems it's my turn next.

"Ah, Sang-hyuk. Keep your spirits up."

"Kim Sang-hyuk! Achieve a new high score!"

"I'll be right back."

Having received the farewells of the two lovely girls, I head towards the center. The straw mannequin was situated a considerable distance away from the spectators. As everyone is exerting their full strength, it seems natural to maintain a safe gap where the effects of their skills won't be felt.

Only the measuring instructor guarded the area near the training dummy.

The instructor's name was Dale Hardnett. He was a black-haired hunter dressed in a suit, appearing to be in his mid-twenties. According to Yuuna, whenever a power measurement test was conducted, a hunter of S-rank or higher was always present.

This meant that the man standing before me was an S-rank hunter, positioned at the top of the academy's food chain. With that in mind, he seemed quite impressive.

"Move to your position."

"Understood."

I resolved never to back down. It wasn't merely because he was an S-rank hunter that I made up my mind. The reason was the menacing appearance of the Benelli series semi-automatic shotgun that Dale carried on his back.

"The test will begin in 6 seconds."

[「Perception·Crimson」activated]

[Novice Magic Dummy HP (34,399/35,000)]

a training dummy designed for measuring damage, primarily used in the academy. Surprisingly, a significant amount of magical power is required for mass production.

[Creator: Evelyn Sheriden]

property of Ethol Academy's Student Council. [The quality is remarkably excellent for a mass-produced item.]

'…As expected, since it's a training dummy, it doesn't seem to have any specific weaknesses.'

However, a mere novice scarecrow. Can this pathetic scarecrow withstand my character defilement?

An opponent who feels no guilt, even if it's 'destroyed.'

It was the perfect target for me.

Hrrrgh!

"Character Defilement Smash!!!"

My ultimate technique roared.

[Achievement Unlocked: Loss of Humanity]

[Strength +1 increased!]

Though it was a standard, weight-bearing backhand straight punch, thinking that was all would be a mistake.

My fist, tightly clenched with the "determination" to defile, pierced through the scarecrow's body.

But it didn't!

Continuously!

"Character, Defilement!"

A smooth one-two!

 Thwack!Thwack! A clean one-two connects with the scarecrow's head.

It was excellent.

"6 seconds over. 18 points."

18 points?

At first, I thought I had misheard. 18 points instead of 180 points?

Character defilement should be the ultimate offensive skill!

'Is it immune to defilement because it's a scarecrow?'

I realized, far too late, what anyone would have expected.

'No, actually, I did expect it.'

… Is a serious development unfolding here?

Where had the whimsical development that the goddess of Yagem so adored gone?

One would expect the protagonist to easily score 900 million points, setting off a barrage of exploding scarecrows or something similar.

"Next 30 seconds."

However, knowing that changed nothing.

My techniques against the scarecrow were severely limited.

'Ugh!!'

I was the type with formidable practical combat skills!

Regardless, I had no choice but to try everything I could.

"Personality Expulsion Drop Kick!!"

A drop kick utilizing the attack skill "Yaksha Assault," learned from collecting goblin onaholes!

Whooosh!

The impact of the accelerated drop kick in mid-air precisely penetrated the scarecrow's vital spot!

If it were used on a living creature, it would have seemed almost inhumane.

[Achievement: "Inhumane Personality Expulsion" Unlocked!]

[Reflexes +1!]

I earned numerous medals of honor. What a wonderful feeling!

2,000 points? No, let's aim for 10,000 points!

"Personality Expulsion Calf Kick!"

The 30 seconds spent pouring out all my strength felt much longer than they actually were.

Regaining her breath, Sol calmly inserted the combination.

"30 seconds over. 79 points."

What happened to her DPS?! It was a moment of brutal realization for Sol, as she understood just how pitiful she was in this world. It felt like all the spectators watching from afar were laughing at her.

'Whimper. Wasn't this supposed to be an event where the protagonist shines?'

Why didn't this normal event function properly? Although Sol didn't indulge in vulgar erotic games like her roommate, she was still an ordinary pervert. Her mental state was shaken by the harsh rating.

"Next two minutes."

The measurement of the longest interval began. Regardless, Sol decided to give it her all and stretched out her fist with all her might.

Swoosh.

"Apnea, personality discharge."

[<> Achievement Unlocked!]

[Strength +1!]

[<> Achievement Unlocked!]

[Finesse +1!]

Personality discharge river, personality discharge solar plexus, personality discharge cock screw, personality discharge elbow, personality discharge flying knee kick...

I couldn't catch my breath as I kept striking, feeling as if I were sprinting at full speed.

"*Heo-eok*. *Huh*."

"Two minutes over. 252 points overall."

Lower than Henna... A cute and endearing childhood friend with her large breasts swaying defenselessly. Could she be 100 points stronger than my own breathless, personality-driven onslaught?

'I cannot accept it!'

"Can't you come to terms with the result?"

"…"

Dale taps the panel where my evaluation was to be inscribed.

"I didn't participate in the previous measurements, Kim Sang-hyuk. But I can see your mindset has changed."

Is that a compliment?

"Increase the variety of your skills and raise your stats. Deveve into the dungeon's secrets more actively."

What was certain was that the feedback from the S-rank hunter would accurately pinpoint my weaknesses.

"Yes!"

"Next!"

I nod my head and step back. It feels as though the arrogance that had accumulated while being treated as the protagonist has vanished. As a hunter, I was still quite inexperienced.

"How was it?"

I calmly spoke as I accepted the tumbler that Yuuna handed me.

"252 points."

"You did well, considering you're in Grade D, huh?"

The phrase "considering you're in Grade D" stings in my chest. Realizing my expression wasn't good, Yuuna quickly closed her mouth.

"Sorry."

"Since my pride is hurt, I'm aiming for over 10,000 points next time."

"Wouldn't it be better to set a more realistic goal?"

"It is realistic. Just wait and see."

It's only because I'm at rock bottom now. It's also true that I possess a unique growth curve that others lack. Even if that growth curve comes from "onahole collection," the crucial point is that I can accumulate power without resorting to raping countless women!

"It's a score that might be possible even for the top-tier among A-rank hunters."

"Want to make a bet?"

Yuuna flinches and assumes a defensive stance.

"What... what do you want me to do?"

"Apologize for not recognizing the D-class genius Kim Sang-hyuk."

"That's just humiliating!"

What, did you think I would ask you to touch my chest? I'm not that low of a person, probably.

"What about Henna?"

"I believe Sang-hyuk can do it."

"Henna! You're the only one left out."

"But, Sang-hyuk, it was 8 points before."

8 points…?

"It's already incredible now. Hehe."

Isn't 8 points almost like refusing to do it at all?

It must have increased a lot. It was definitely a dramatic change that only Henna, the childhood friend, could notice.

I have the pure belief that if I can reach 252 points from 8, I'll achieve 10,000 points.

Henna smiles shyly.

"So, I'm betting on 'Sang-hyuk can succeed'."

"Hmm. In that case, I can help you."

"Yuuna?"

"Do you have any complaints about a competent B-class hunter joining your party?"

"Of course not. There's no way."

Yuuna Nakamori joined the party!

It felt like such an announcement had popped up.

"However, if I may say so,"

"Hmm?"

As if Yuuna had difficulty saying something, she seemed hesitant in front of me.

Her ears were also turning red in real time, as she observed.

"Why?"

Asking once more, Yuuna spoke in a trembling voice.

"Number."

"Number?"

"Phone… Number…"

Understanding her meaning, I couldn't help but grin. Yesterday, I had been labeled a garbage criminal numerous times, and now, this morning, I was collecting phone numbers. I entered my number into Yuuna's phone.

"I also sent you my Dunstar ID."

"Where did the photo we took together go?"

I immediately checked.

"I took it down. My followers increased by 300,000 in just one night."

"Isn't that a gain, then?"

"Everyone kept asking who the guy was, so... I felt like I was profiting from selling your face, and I just removed it."

Hmm.

Is this the life of a facial genius? My heart swelled with pride.

"Anyway… I'll be in touch, Kim Sang-hyuk."

"Feel free to do so."

Yuuna seemed overjoyed to receive my number. Her cheeks gently melted with happiness, and I couldn't help but smile. A cheat key truly was a cheat key.

I, too, was glad to be able to gaze at the two beautiful faces without the worry of being branded as criminals.