Out of the blue, I became the Academy's Onahole Man.
I, Kim Sang-hyuk, have just confirmed that I am the protagonist with the divine certification
"Wow! Congratulations!"
"What kind of talent is that? I'm curious."
"Tell us!"
Everyone seemed to know what had happened, so there was no way to lie about it. I hesitated for a moment, but I spoke truthfully.
"Onahole collector."
A female student who doesn't know what an "Onahole" repeats after me.
The men are stirring.
After a short while, the classroom erupted into chaos.
"An Onahole collector?"
"What kind of talent is being an Onahole collector?"
"Is this even a real talent?"
"Insane! Damn!"
"Onahole Man! Onahole Man!"
'I'm doomed.'
He appeared to be smiling on the outside, but inside his mind was in turmoil. His primary goal had been to secure a respectable job that wasn't demeaning. With a talent like being an Onahole collector, however, that seemed nearly impossible.
The prospect of having a job that his two younger sisters and future wife could be proud of now felt like an incredibly difficult task. What kind of woman would even consider speaking with the Onahole Man?
"Who are you to belittle a non-combat talent? He could become an outstanding craftsman, you know?" He heard someone speaking.
A female student who seemed to be defending him unconditionally caught his eye. Her face was undeniably that of a heroine – brown hair and blue eyes, giving off a somewhat modest vibe. However, 'modesty' was sometimes another word for 'extraordinarily beautiful,' especially in a world like this.
"So, if he makes an Onahole for you, would you be able to use it?"
With a sense of justice and determination etched in her thick eyebrows, she spoke with conviction.
"If Sang-hyuk creates an exceptional Onahole, I'll use it! What's there that I can't use?"
'She doesn't know what an Onahole is.'
Her intentions were good, but her confusion about the subject matter caused the argument to veer off course.
Adorable.
Our eyes met.
Clear blue eyes that seemed to shout, "I'll protect you! Don't worry!"
The misunderstanding was lamentable, yet she was utterly endearing.
"Yuuna, Sang-hyuk. Do both of you know what an Onahole is?"
"Yes."
Conveniently, Henna was also tugging at her collar, asking, "What is an Onahole?" So, I decided to explain it plainly.
"It's a male masturbatory device."
The teacher displayed a sample using a hologram for us to see.
A quivering pink silicone, reminiscent of jelly.
Although partially obscured by a mosaic effect, it was easy to deduce its purpose based on its design, which resembled female genitalia.
"This is an Onahole."
The holographic Onahole quivers under the teacher's touch.
It was a brutally comprehensive explanation for the girl who stepped in on my behalf.
"Kyaaaagh…!"
"Kya!"
The female students of Class F let out anguished screams as if they were unaware.
They should be old enough to know all about it. Them too…
Meanwhile:
"It looks cute~."
Henna saw its appearance but her reaction seemed as if she didn't know its true purpose.
…She's genuinely clueless. A picture-perfect embodiment of innocence.
"Why would you collect such things!"
Unable to withstand the embarrassment, the female student stormed out.
…She'll be kicking her blanket in frustration for a while.
What am I? A future adult shop owner?
"As important as talent is the skill derived from that talent, Sang-hyuk."
"What skills could be derived from being an Onahole collector?"
"Hmm, usually, collection-oriented talents develop into a system that discerns high-quality materials or uncovers and strengthens abilities concealed within those materials."
Indeed. In summary:
"Are you saying that you can identify a good Onahole, reveal the hidden abilities of the Onahole, and enhance the Onahole?"
"That's right."
The teacher doesn't laugh.
They surely didn't show the Onahole as a joke either.
"Talent greatly influences a person's future career choices. It would be wise to carefully consider your role at the Academy."
"Yes…"
"Now, everyone, please return to your seats."
The students laugh lightheartedly,
But this talent is a reality that has befallen me, and the teacher has earnestly imparted their knowledge to me.
For an Academy student, the awakening of one's talent is a momentous event.
To the extent of determining the course of my life…
"Sang-hyuk?"
Henna calls out to me with concern.
Did I look distressed?
[Skill "Onahole Aptitude Appraisal" acquired!]
[Henna Isis]
[Difficulty Level – None] [Onahole Aptitude SS Grade]
[Virgin] [Underwear – Sexy mint-colored lingerie set adorned with lace]
[Onahole Trait ( ) – Depraved body that forbids the accumulation of semen in the balls]
[Despite Kim Sang-hyuk's mischievous pranks, his one and only childhood friend Onahole always stayed by his side. Her voluptuous figure and sturdy thighs were truly remarkable. She possessed an unrivaled, captivating charm.]
"Are you okay? Do you want me to touch your breasts during our break later?"
"I told you not to."
"…Somehow, you seem to be lacking energy…"
…She must have appeared quite spirited when I touched her breasts before.
"It's because I haven't eaten. Let's have a meal together later."
Henna blushed shyly and covered her chest.
"That's the baby food… it's not ready yet… but I'll try my best…"
Not that kind of meal…
he started feel dizzy.
Is it really okay to continue this game?
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