Take Responsibility!

Inside of a cramped studio apartment, two people faced each other with ambiguous expressions on both of their faces. 

A handsome, big, muscular guy had a smaller pretty girl helplessly pinned down under him on the floor. Their warm, humid breaths slowly mixed together as they spent the next few moments meeting each other's eyes in silence.

"Huff...Huff..."

"...Haa...Haa..."

For the next few moments, only rough sounds of breathing could be heard. The small room suddenly felt much hotter than it was supposed to, even in this summer season.

The girl's cherry-red lips moved in subtle ways, as if she was furiously contemplating something to say. Her mouth opened slightly, leaking out a small, incoherent sound.

"Ah..."

'Now stop right there!'

Wait, pause. I promise, this scene isn't what it looks like!

That girl was panting just because she was exhausted after struggling to break free from my hold, while I was panting because I was an absolute novice in holding people down!

After all, it was exhausting to keep this feisty girl from doing something unexpected and breaking loose all of a sudden. Not to mention, I had to fight another unseen battle all this time. 

...And unfortunately, it seemed like I was pathetically losing there too.

'Calm down, boner-kun. It's not your time to shine yet!'

By no means was I an inexperienced virgin in my original world. So, as limited as my experience was, I should've had at least some semblance of resistance against beautiful women in close-quarter encounters.

....Or so I thought.

'This unprincipled bastard...!'

I had forgotten to take my current body's instinctive tendencies into account. And those overpowering tendencies were more than enough to obliterate whatever puny willpower a sex-starved guy like me could muster against pretty ladies!

Unable to take my oppression anymore, little Damien started a fierce rebellion within my pants, suddenly feeling too constricted to remain within the small prison of fabric designed to contain it. 

Slowly but surely, his domain expanded outward. 

"Uh..."

The final result of this rebellion was a massive bulge sticking out of my pants and pressing down the immobile girl's lower stomach, causing her flustered gaze to shift downward.

'F*ck. It's over for me...'

I quietly offered a prayer, wishing for the previous Damien's soul's eternal agony.

The girl's face now flushed even redder as she stared at my hungry dragon with her eyes wide open, before stuttering out the obvious.

"...H-Huh, it–it's getting...bigger...!"

...Now that it has come to this, I may as well live with this misunderstanding. 

It wasn't like the previous Damien's emotional trauma had anything to do with me. Not that I would care about the trauma of a lowlife like him anyway.

Still, his life was my life now. And I had to take actions to make sure that this new life I had received from the Outer God wasn't cut short due to the prior deeds of this villainous character.

And for that, I had to make a choice now. A choice about how I wanted to live this life.

Thankfully however, just when I was wondering how to survive the protagonist's rampage when he inevitably finds out about his girlfriend's cheating, this girl suddenly showed up on my doorstep.

I could feel some sort of divine intervention at work here, guiding my thought process in a certain direction. And when this was combined with the previous requirements for a bloodline awakening...

"...U-Uhm, D-Damien...c-can you stop g-glaring at me like that? Y-You're scaring me..."

"Is that so...?"

No matter how you see it, this girl squirming under me right now was undoubtedly a bad girl. 

...A very, very bad one.

The way she previously tried to force me into something obviously sexual, and later even trying to seriously injure me with that glass bottle suggested that she was used to doing such things to the previous, drug-addicted Damien as well.

And honestly, it was understandable too. After all, she was most likely the first daughter of the super-villain Arnold Xavier – the Xavier Group's one-and-only Chairman, Myra Xavier!

Not even I would dare to confront that giant corporation head-on despite knowing all of their secrets and weak points from the original novel, not to mention that coward Damien...

But even if I wasn't brave enough to directly go against them, I also wasn't a coward that feared every random guy stronger than him like that human-waste. 

If I lost my will to fight back against a mere human-run organization, how could I even hope to remain alive when the aliens came to invade Earth?!

In situations like the one I was currently tangled up in, indecisiveness was the most deadly mistake. And I wasn't about to make that mistake anytime soon.

'...Right. Villain route it is then.'

It was at this moment that I finally made up my mind about how to live my life in this new world, granted that it was slightly influenced by my lower head.

...Just a little bit though.

My face slowly lowered, resting right above the frozen girl's exposed neck. Goosebumps started to slowly rise up on her skin as my warm breath slightly tickled her ears.

"...What about now? Are you still scared now...?"

"Mhh..."

I whispered in her ears, slowly letting go of all my restraints that were holding me back. Little Damien also expanded to full-mast, making its presence painfully clear to the heavily breathing girl.

Once upon a time, a wise man said – "The enemy of my enemy is my friend, as long as that friend doesn't know I'm his enemy too."

Since the bridge with the protagonist was burned to ashes already, I'd naturally have to do my utmost to make sure that the blaze properly reaches his end of the bridge and burns him down entirely!

And what better way did I have to achieve just that, other than replacing the first-arc's pathetic little villain with an insurmountable behemoth like the second-arc's final boss?

"...You're a really bad girl, aren't you? Remember all the horrible things you did to me? I wonder, how are you going to repay me for all of them...?"

"...uhmm...!"

The girl under me trembled, suddenly radiating a palpable amount of heat that washed over my body, transmitted to my skin through her thin summer clothes.

Taking that as a sign to continue, I moved down a little, resting my lips on her exposed neck and giving it a gentle sucking kiss.

*Jolt-!*

"Mmm!!!"

*Bam!*

Immediately, it was as if an electric shock went through her body. The girl violently shivered and spasmed, instantly throwing me off to the side.

One moment, I was on top of her, planning to slowly tease her and review all my sexual knowledge before committing to the actual deed...

'Huh-? What happened...?'

...And the next moment, I was lying on my back, with an old-looking worn out ceiling staring back at me.

'Wait, did her spasms really throw me off? Is she Superman's sister or what?!'

"...! Haa...Haa...Haa...w-what are y-you..."

Suddenly finding herself free, the heavily gasping girl stared at me with her pupils unusually dilated and her face utterly flushed red. I could even see slight hints of moisture gathering in her eyes, causing them to glisten under the cold lamp's illumination.

...Somehow, even my breath was becoming shallower little by little. 

I guess practicing abstinence for two whole years really turned me into a horndog, huh?

Not letting my inner bewilderment show on my face, I resolutely advanced in her direction once again, determined to finish what I started!

"Ah-!"

But this time, the girl flinched back. For every time I took a step forward, she backpedaled at twice the speed towards the exit door.

My eyebrows furrowed. Her actions were making me think that I might've misread her expressions earlier, which was honestly quite a terrifying prospect for me!

"...Why are you getting away from me? Didn't you want this in the first place?"

After all, I'd be dead in minutes if I was really misunderstanding everything and forcing myself on her!

"Uhh...I-I d-don't know...Y-You....Y-You're just so weird today...I...I-I—"

Fortunately, it seemed like it was Damien's sudden personality change that was freaking her out. 

"Ohh, there's no need to worry about that. This is my real self that I've been hiding all along. But for you, I don't want to hide myself anymore..."

I simply gave her a flirty smile in response, fully taking advantage of having a handsome face. Seeing no more reason for me to hesitate, I once again pursued her, taking large strides in her direction. 

'I won't let you leave me hanging here like this...!'

"—I-I'll see you laterrrrr!!!"

Unfortunately, the Outer Gods' blessings seemed to have worn-off as she quickly ran off to the apartment door and escaped outside, only leaving behind an embarrassed scream for the entire neighborhood to hear.

My eyes dispiritedly lowered from the open door, staring at the mountain in my pants with disappointment. 

"...What? Just like that, and no snu-snu...?"

Soon, that disappointment slowly turned into anger when I thought back on how she was almost about to force me into it at the beginning, causing my fists to clench in frustration.

"...Dammit! If you're going to make me this hard, at least take responsibility, you evil bitch!!!"

That day, my anguished cries probably echoed throughout the impoverished neighborhood for hours to come.

****

"...Here's your updated balance. Thank you for banking with us!"

The lady sitting behind her counter flashed me a practiced smile, while handing me a new passbook.

"...Yeah, thank you too."

I took it with a gloomy look plastered all over my face, thanking the lady and quickly walking out of the bank. After all, people there were sending me weird glances all this time. 

'This has to be discrimination right? I'm not even a real gangster!'

Sighing, I expectantly opened my bank passbook, before immediately crumpling it into a ball in anger when I saw my remaining balance.

'First that bitch leaves me hanging, and now this...! F*ck you, Author! And f*ck you too, Publisher!'

The guy I possessed didn't even have enough to pay for his electricity bill next month. And though my smartphone had jumped through worlds, my bank balance sure hadn't.

Now, I was truly a broke pauper in this world!

'Isn't it supposed to be the opposite though? Losers become billionaires overnight like it's child's play when they fall into novels, and here I have to struggle here just to put food on the table...?'

It was f*cking unfair!

The only thing I gained by falling into this world is a bugged smartphone, an unreasonable bitch who left me hanging, and a broke pauper's life. 

...And somewhat of a nice face.

'Yeah, the face is pretty nice. I can make some good money with that...'

*Slap–!*

'Shit, I just went on a dangerous tangent there!'

Cold sweat suddenly appeared on my head. It seemed like my newfound poverty was digging out some unsavory thought from deep within my mind.

Thankfully, I was able to wake myself up with just a slap this time. But if I didn't solve this poverty issue soon, I didn't have much confidence that I'd be able to stay on the right path for too long!

"I really need to get a job. But which place would even hire me? Damien was just a high-school dropout...!"

I bit my nails in anxiety as I walked down the street.

Things weren't looking very good. I was short on money, and all the novel-specific ways to make money needed too much time or risk.

As I was absentmindedly walking, my eyes were suddenly drawn to the posh-looking restaurant on the other side of the busy road.

[Martha's Delicious Treats]

'...Huh? Martha...Martha...I feel like I've heard that name somewhere...'

My eyes suddenly widened as I remembered exactly where I heard that name.

Right, it was the restaurant of a gentle lady whose husband was a former ganglord in Miami! 

"Of course, I can apply as a cook or waiter there!"

If I made sure to properly explain my circumstances to them, I was sure that they'd give even a well-known trash like Damien a chance to earn his living!

"Apply where, you said?"

A gruff voice suddenly echoed from behind me, causing me to stiffly look back at the speaker.