Ero Academy

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Ironically, in "OnaAka," the ones I must be most cautious of are my own family members.

Love is also family. I nearly chose a life of solely relieving my cock in the loving embrace of my pretty little sisters, who selflessly cared for it, but I managed to come back from the brink.

Even after witnessing the depths of such vulgarity, En-chan managed to bed her sexy platinum-blonde stepmother and bragged, "I've completed the collection effect!"

… How intense would that be if I completed it?

No, no!

I must keep my wits about me. If my stepmother comes onto me as well, I'll never be able to leave the house. It would be the completion of a perverse Bermuda Triangle, where males cannot escape until they reach heaven.

There's the kind and beautiful Serena, and Stella, the blonde tsundere who outwardly acts aloof but secretly loves her brother more than anyone else.

Even now, the two of them are overwhelmingly precious to me.

However, I was mistaken in thinking that coming to the academy would grant me a reprieve.

"Kim Sang-hyuk!"

"Kim Sang-hyuk!"

Someone sang sweetly, and as I turned around, I found myself embraced by the blonde twin sisters. A man who receives hugs from beautiful and lovely twin sisters in the morning—that was me.

"Why didn't you come yesterday?"

"Why didn't you come yesterday?"

"Wait, who is who?"

As I tried to discern their identities, the two playfully covered my eyes.

"Guess!"

Their bodies pressed closer, rubbing against me. Kannika and Sanbika are inseparable sisters.

"Well…"

I grasped the left breast before me.

"Is this... Nika?"

"Wrong!"

It was Vika. I had mistaken her for Nika because of the breast's elasticity.

"You were trying to distinguish us by our differing talents, huh? Master, your intentions are clear."

"Touching my sister's breast in the morning. You truly are the master."

"...."

It was an odd feeling to be called 'Master' by my classmates so early in the day. This kind of situation was common in erotic games, but in reality, the term 'Master' carried much more weight than one might expect. Especially when the other party is an active female student...

"Ah. It's become hard. Master…"

"Shall we help you relieve yourself? Huh?"

"It's okay…"

No, it's not.

There are too many women who want to help me relieve my throbbing cock.

"We'll take responsibility and bring you with us, Master."

"Yes, take him! We can't hide it from our parents anymore."

"What are you talking about?"

I followed the twin sisters, and they showed me a hot clip—short for hot clip bulletin board—on a panel.

The video in third place featured the twins engaging in some rather intimate acts.

Holy sh*t, motherfucker!

I was deeply shaken inside.

"What is this?! Yeah!"

Vika slapped me lightly.

"I tried to confront you yesterday, but you didn't come to school! I thought you ran away, Master."

"Well, I didn't run away, but..."

This… I can't even protest if the twin sisters try to kill me now.

Fortunately, their genitals were not exposed, but their assholes were still quite a private area, so

Nika's reaction to being hit by me with the intimate acts' light was almost like an art form.

The number of 'likes' is no joke.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know it was being filmed so well."

"You must take responsibility from now on. Master."

Swoosh.

After ensuring no one was around, I embraced Nika tightly and kissed her.

"Mmm."

Of course, I must take responsibility.

I asked while intertwining my tongue with Nika's.

"Did you make it alright? After eating hamburgers with my sibling,

"Um… Churu… Chomp… It went well."

At that moment, Vika, who looks identical to her sister, waits beside me with her mouth open.

Like an adorable baby bird anticipating its mother's feeding.

"Chu?"

I also immediately shared a kiss with Vika.

"You came out to take responsibility, like this."

"Um… Chomp… Chomp… It's embarrassing, having been exposed to people, but...

"Since I've become Sang-hyuk's Onahole, it doesn't matter."

"I'll introduce you to your seniors later. It's a bit awkward to bring them out here."

"Onahole senior?"

"Onahole senior?"

They are twin sisters who complement each other perfectly.

So endearing….

I particularly remember when the two of them enjoyed hamburgers in front of me. It's stored in my memory album, like a fond recollection after making love together.

"I should head out now."

"It's a shame we're not in the same class."

"It's a pity. I take care of my master's cock every day."

Vika spoke so casually about such a matter.

"Did you have to say that?"

"…"

"Seeing the blonde twin sisters who teased Kim Sang-hyuk finally give in, does it turn you on?"

The twin sisters grinned mischievously.

Playing with them like this, it felt as if we might end up having sex on the spot.

'…'

Perhaps it was a good thing that first-year students didn't typically interact with our group.

Although my cock was throbbing, I was determined to maintain some semblance of social decorum.

"Good luck with today's classes, Master."

"Will you greet me when you see me at the training ground?"

"Yes."

I embraced Nika and Vika before heading to the classroom.

Yuuna was waiting for me there.

Her dreamy gaze, reminiscent of our date, made my heart race.

"Heh. Were you late because you were playing with the twin sisters?"

"Yes, I was late. I was playing with the twin sisters."

Yuuna's jealousy was evident, and it was adorable.

She naturally took a seat next to me, as if she had decided to change her usual spot.

The male student who had been originally sitting there gazed at me with mournful eyes.

"I'm sorry…"

"No, it's okay."

And our Henna, whom it feels like we haven't seen in a long time.

Her breasts were still magnificent, as if she were the goddess of such endowments.

Serena doesn't lag behind, but there's something enticingly vulnerable about Henna's chest that makes you want to grope them.

I want to touch them. I want to touch them. I want to touch them.

Perhaps it's because we had sex yesterday, but I yearn to lay my hands on those ample breasts and massage them vigorously.

However, this is the academy.

Uh-oh, I can't just do that openly!!

"S-Sang-hyuk…"

It's been a while, so she seems shy.

Henna offered a bashful smile.

"Hello…"

Is this the same Henna who used to follow me around in a daring witch costume?

"Why did you put your bangs down again?"

She looked pretty with her hair pulled back.

Seemingly reverting to the gloomy otaku concept, she now appears to lack confidence.

Yuuna chuckled upon noticing this.

"Her confidence has been reset. She needs to recharge."

"…Haha."

Who's going to recharge her? My cock?

"Did you need me, Henna?"

"Yes… If you think of Sang-hyuk as my boyfriend... Ehehe…"

It seemed that her confidence was recharging.

Ah, our adorable Henna.

I firmly grasped Henna's hand. This was the perfect example of the type of affection that could be openly displayed at the academy.

"What's the first class today, model student Yuuna?"

"Don't you check the app? How do you plan to get by being so lazy?"

"I plan to live while being pampered by Yuuna."

"…Hmm."

Yuuna sat next to me, resting her chin on her hand and gazing intently at me.

Goodness, she's so lovely.

I genuinely wished we could switch seats.

"I wonder what classes there will be. Hmm?"

"…"

I stealthily held Yuuna's hand beneath the desk and gently caressed it.

"My dungeon wife seems to know."

An indispensable part of Ethol Academy's curriculum for nurturing students...

Mass-produced dungeon play.

Our Onahole Squad began to surpass the record for the most clears in the shortest time as sophomores.

"Next!"

Having switched to dual-wielding, Yuuna brimmed with confidence. In one hand, she held the Yukihime; in the other, a pitch-black Ebony Blade. The dark sword was a prize from a recent battle.

"Let's go together," she said.

"We're like Pac-Man gobbling up gravitational waves," Henna chimed in.

"What's Pac-Man?"

Could it be that my girlfriends don't know what Pac-Man is? I was mildly taken aback. Was the concept so old that it marked a generational divide?

"Ah, I know." Henna murmured, to my relief.

"I saw it in a movie... The yellow one…"

"…"

So, they didn't know about the game... As we checked our weapons and prepared to enter the next dungeon, we encountered a familiar obstacle.

It was Deherit. But there was something off about her face.