I stared at my pathetic status window for a long time. The System's comments were more cutting than the breakup words from my ex-girlfriend. I was the weakest human specimen in the most elite institution in this world. Perfect.
'Okay, so these Hentai Points are the currency,' I thought, trying to focus on the positive. 'You said there was a [Shop]. Show me.'
[A beggar wants to browse the display of a luxury store? Fine. Curiosity is the beginning of greed, and greed is a great motivator. Open Shop.]
The panel in front of me flashed and changed into a strangely modern-looking online shop interface. There were several categories: [Potions], [Disposable Items], [Equipment], and [Skills]. With burning curiosity, I opened the [Potions] category.
[HENTAI SHOP - CATEGORY: POTIONS]
Wild Lust Potion (Small): Moderately increases the target's arousal for 10 minutes. Enough to make a nun question her vows.
Price: 200 HP
'Raging Rhino' Endurance Pill: Increases the host's sexual stamina by 300% for 1 hour. Guaranteed not to 'finish' early.
Price: 150 HP
Extreme Sensitivity Massage Oil: When applied to the target's skin, increases nerve sensitivity tenfold. The lightest touch will feel like an electric jolt of pleasure.
Price: 350 HP
Lust Honesty Eye Drops: An affected target will honestly reveal their deepest sexual fantasies.
Price: 500 HP
I swallowed. These prices are insane! I just risked getting explosive diarrhea for only 50 HP, and the cheapest potion costs four times that.
I switched to the [Disposable Items] category. The contents were no less crazy.
[HENTAI SHOP - CATEGORY: DISPOSABLE ITEMS]
Invisibility Polaroid Camera: Takes one photo that can penetrate all layers of clothing and protective magic. The printed result is permanent.
Price: 700 HP
'Just Forget It' Candy: A target who eats it will forget the last 5 minutes. Very useful for fixing 'small mistakes.'
Price: 1000 HP
Anti-Magic Mana Handcuffs: Binds the target and disables all their magic for 30 minutes. Made of material that cannot be broken by ordinary physical strength.
Price: 1500 HP
I didn't even dare open the [Equipment] or [Skills] tabs. Clearly, I couldn't afford anything. My 50 HP felt like loose change next to a Ferrari.
[How is it, Host? Have you seen how poor and useless you are? Every item in this shop is a game-changer, but all of them are out of your reach. That is motivation.]
'You truly are an annoying bastard,' I grumbled. 'But you have a point.'
Seeing all those perverted and OP (overpowered) items lit a fire inside me. I wanted them. I wanted all of them. And the only way to get them was to complete more missions, no matter how crazy or embarrassing they were.
Grrrumble...
My stomach suddenly rumbled, making a loud, pitiful noise. I just realized that since arriving in this world, I hadn't eaten or drunk anything. This teenage body needs fuel.
'Where is the dining hall?' I asked the System.
[Exit the dorm building, turn left, follow the path until you see the second largest building after the main one. You couldn't possibly get lost, not even with your pea-sized brain.]
I sighed, ignoring its final taunt. I straightened my uniform once more, opened the door, and stepped out into the now busier corridor. A few male students glanced at me briefly before resuming their conversation. No one paid attention to me. Perfect. My identity as an extra was still safe.
I followed the System's instructions, walking casually while observing my surroundings. The architecture of this academy was truly magnificent. Statues of griffins and gargoyles adorned the building corners, and giant stained-glass windows reflected the sunlight into a beautiful spectrum of colors.
As I rounded a corner of the crowded corridor, I accidentally bumped into someone walking quickly from the opposite direction.
Thud!
"Ouch!"
I stumbled back a step, while the person I bumped into a girl also staggered slightly. She was far more stable than I was; clearly, her physical stats were much higher than mine.
"Hey! Watch where you're going, you commoner!"
A sharp, arrogant voice hit my ears. I lifted my head, and my eyes immediately met a pair of ruby-red eyes staring at me with a murderous glare. Her hair was also fiery red, tied in a high ponytail that swung haughtily as she straightened up.
And her body... Damn. Even up close, she looked more incredible. Her form-fitting uniform seemed to scream in pain, trying its best to restrain the two gigantic twin mountains on her chest. Her waist was slender, a perfect contrast to her round tits and ass.
I recognized her instantly. No mistake. Isolde von Brandt. Daughter of a Duke, fire magic genius, and the main tsundere heroine in the game "Arcane Hearts."
'Wow,' I thought, feeling amused instead of scared. 'Her tits are even bigger up close. And look at that condescending glare. Typical tsundere ojou-sama. So cliché, I love it.'
This was a golden opportunity to test my skill on a high-class target.
I focused mana into my eyes, channeling my perverted intent toward Isolde, who was still glaring at me angrily.
The world around me faded. Her expensive uniform turned transparent. Blazer, shirt, and... oh. Oh, wow.
Behind it, I saw an intricately designed, deep black lace bra. Its thin fabric barely covered anything, and her dark pink nipples were faintly visible. Below that, a matching black G-string circled her hips. A very bold and aggressive choice of underwear, perfectly matching her personality.
"What are you looking at, huh?! Do you want me to gouge out your eyes?!" she snapped, realizing my gaze was perhaps too intense.
I immediately cut off the mana flow. The x-ray effect vanished. I put on a blank expression.
"My apologies," I said in a bored tone, as if I wasn't impressed at all by her status or appearance.
My unusual reaction seemed to confuse her. She was probably used to commoners immediately bowing down to apologize.
She snorted, her sharp nose raised.
"Hmph! You better watch out if I see your face again."
With that, she turned with a dramatic flourish, her ponytail whipping the air, and walked away with an arrogant stride, leaving a faint trail of expensive perfume behind her.
I watched her leave, a small smile playing on my lips.
[Analysis: Isolde von Brandt. S-Rank Target. Conquest Difficulty: Extremely High. Expected Reward: Legendary. Current Underwear: Black lace Bra and G-string. Information stored.]
'Thanks for the report, Captain,' I replied sarcastically.
First encounter with the main heroine. And I already knew the color and type of her underwear.
I have a feeling that tomorrow's welcome ceremony is going to be very, very interesting.