Rui stood before the mirror in his bedroom, the morning light filtering through the shoji screens to cast a soft, golden glow across his reflection.
His pulse raced with excitement.
This was the day he'd been building toward, the first step into UA High School, the biggest and greatest hero school in post-quirk Japan, a place where heroic dreams were either tempered or shattered.
For Rui, it was the gateway to something far more personal: a mission to complete, to conquer, body by body, until every pro heroine bent to his will.
He adjusted the crisp gray blazer over his shoulders, ensuring the fabric hung just right, then straightened the red tie against his white collar with precise tugs.
Running a hand through his dark hair, he slicked it back with a quick swipe of a comb from the dresser drawer.
"'Looking sharp Rui,' he murmured to his reflection, a crude smirk tugging at his lips. "These UA babes won't know what hit 'em."
Then he frowned, eyes darkening.
"System, display portfolio."
The blue holographic interface materialized seamlessly before him, its clean lines and glowing text projecting an air of clinical efficiency against the room's serene backdrop.
[System Interface: Ero-Hero Dashboard]
Portfolio:
[Name: Rui Tanaka]
[Age: 16 ]
[Level: Beginner Ero-Hero]
[Ero-Points: 7,550]
[Skills: Stamina +30%, Strength: +35% (Multiplier: x3.2. Passive Boost from Repeated Conquests of harem member)]
[Ero-Hero arsenal: Gentle Compulsion (Lv. 3)], Lewd Lens (Active)]
[Achievements Unlocked: Incest Breaker (x2 Multiplier on Family Targets), Whore Tamer (Submission Rate +20%)]
[Quirk: Advanced Senses (Falsified)]
[Harem Dimension: 1 Slot Occupied (Obāchan - Loyalty: 98%) Next Slot Unlock: 10,000 Points]
Rui scanned the details, his eyes narrowing on the points counter.
So close to the threshold. So close to acquiring a new harem member and unlocking Naughty nectar.
It was basically this world's strongest aphrodisiac that could drive even the staunchest of prudes to sexual craze.
He licked his lips.
He wanted it. So bad. But even after exhausting his stamina on his poor Obāchan and coupled with the fact that the system had suddenly become very stingy with the bonus points, he still hadn't managed to reach the threshold.
A subtle chime accompanied a new notification scrolling across the bottom of the display.
[System update: Upon reaching 10,000 Ero-Points, the Store interface will become available. Augmentations, including body enhancements, will be accessible for purchase.]
Body enhancements. The words rung in his ears.
He sucked in a breath.
'I want a bigger cock.'
The thought came unbidden but rang true. If he had a chance to increase anything, it would definitely be his cock.
Thrumming with devilish excitement, the transmigrrators mind raced with the filthy visions that flooded in: Imagine his cock, already a thick seven inches that had Obāchan choking on it whenever he fucked her throat, swelling even larger, veins throbbing like steel cables, ready to tear into tight, untouched pussies and leave them gaping and ruined for ever.
Bigger meant more destruction, more addiction.
'By kami', he thought in distant awe, 'he would break them'.
"Oh, fuck," He breathed, palming himself through his pants with a whine. "System you tease."
The interface dissolved with a pointed little ping.
The entity was becoming way too mischievous.
Calming himself, Rui rolled his eyes and went back to getting ready, rolling his shoulders, trying to relax.
Rui could admit to himself that behind the lust and nearly feral impulse to see the world's main characters, he couldn't help but feel trepidation.
Sue him, he hasn't gone to school in nearly twenty years, so it honestly felt awkward.
"Not like I can skip the entire school arc and still get to fuck hot girls." He scoffed
He grabbed his black backpack from the bed, slung it over one shoulder, and headed out, the tatami mats muffling his footsteps.
He walked down the hallway, stepping down onto the gekan and he was about to toe of his fuzzy house slippers when a faint, muffled whimper pierced the morning quiet from the shoe closet.
Rui paused, head perking up in the direction.
He exhaled a long-suffering sigh, when another small cry poured out followed by scratching sounds.
"So dramatic.'' he rolled eyes and slid the door open with a decisive pull, the dim interior revealing his handiwork in all its depraved glory.
Mio Tanaka knelt there, bound in intricate red shibari ropes that dug into her soft, yielding flesh like loving restraints.
The cords looped tightly around her heavy breasts, cinching them into swollen orbs that strained against the weave, her dark nipples protruding stiffly through the gaps, begging for more rough pinches.
More ropes snaked down her belly, framing her wide hips and forcing her thighs apart in a vulnerable spread, her knees digging into the closet floor.
Her pussy was a slick, overstuffed mess; a thick vibrator buried deep inside, its base glistening with her constant slick, humming steadily against her inner walls while a wide butt plug sealed her asshole, its jeweled end flaring out to keep her stretched and full.
The ball gag in her mouth stretched her chapped lips wide, drool cascading in thick rivulets down her chin, soaking her chin and splattering onto her chest, her gray-streaked hair disheveled and clinging to her sweat-dampened skin.
She writhed against the unyielding bonds, hips grinding in futile circles that made her plugged holes clench and quiver, but the ropes denied her any purchase, leaving her on the razor's edge of frustration.
Her eyes, glossy with tears, snapped up to meet his as the space flooded in with light from the gekan, wide and imploring, a silent plea for mercy or release.
"W-ui!"
Rui clicked his tongue, arms folding across his chest in feigned sternness. "Bāchan, what did I tell you about noise? You're meant to stay quiet and good while I'm out. To be a perfect little fucktoy and wait for me to come release you."
He frowned, lifting up a chiding eyebrow, "Or don't you want to be good for me. After you've made your poor grandson work day and night satisfying your dirty needs?"
At his words , her head shook vigorously, garbled pleas bubbling around the gag.
"Mmmph! M' Gud! Be gud!" Her spittle sprayed as she nodded desperately, body trembling with need and exhaustion.
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