Name: Kenji
Class: Harem King
Level: L.3
Equipment: None
Skills: 'Charm' 'Sturdy' 'Handsome' 'Capitalist'... He instantly leveled up to 3. Kenji secretly rejoiced; this was quite good!
[Ding! You have obtained the new skill: Super Huge Penis!]
[Note: Poison applied to the root. Females who have tasted the host's Super Huge Penis will no longer feel the slightest interest in other men's weak, small, or short ones, and will become addicted to the host's Super Huge Penis. If they don't have it once a day, they will feel uncomfortable all over and constantly think about having intercourse with the host.]
Kenji looked at the descriptions of the new skill, a smug smile creeping onto his lips.
This skill was truly overbearing.
Amazing!
"So... so amazing, Kenji-kun... Ohoho—
Kanako, who had recovered from the initial shock and brief pain, now felt an indescribable pleasure completely engulfing her like a surging tide.
Her eyes were hazy, her cheeks flushed red like the brilliant sunset in the sky, her lips slightly parted, involuntarily crying out in pleasure. The sound carried a hint of coquetry and Charm, echoing in the quiet room.
Under the powerful influence of the miraculous skill 'Super Huge Penis', Kanako was astonished to find that not only did she not feel the slightest pain associated with losing her virginity, but her entire body felt as if countless tiny electric currents were passing through her, bringing a thrilling pleasure that made every cell jump for joy, as if cheering for this ultimate delight.
"So... so amazing, Kenji-kun... I was wrong!"
Kanako panted slightly, her voice trembling and urgent.
A wicked smile curled on Kenji's lips. He stopped his movements, staring at her intently, and asked, "What was wrong?"
As soon as the pleasure slightly subsided, Kanako urgently craved more. Her eyes were full of haze and submission, stuttering, "I... I shouldn't have... Ohoho... shouldn't have resisted. If I had known being with Kenji-kun would be this comfortable, Hooo—"
Her words were filled with regret and longing, and her body involuntarily writhed, seemingly begging Kenji for more.
Kenji gently stroked her cheek, deliberately teasing, "Then, starting today, what will Kanako be to me?"
It was as if Kanako suddenly found an outlet. She tightly hugged Kenji, her voice laced with a sob yet full of flattery, "Your little bitch... Ohoho, Ka... Kanako will be obedient, Master, use a little more force, Master—"
As she spoke, she pressed her body tightly against Kenji, as if trying to merge herself completely into his body.
Kenji smiled in satisfaction, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly, "Such a good girl, Kanako. The night is still long, I will take my time training you~"
With that, he launched another fierce offensive, and sounds of heart-pounding ecstasy immediately filled the room once more.
The next morning, soft sunlight filtered through the gaps in the thin curtains, sprinkling into the room like fine silk threads.
The alarm clock on the bedside table rang precisely. Its crisp yet slightly urgent sound awakened the two people tightly embracing in deep sleep from their sweet dreams.
Kenji, rolling over, stretched lazily, then rubbed his slightly groggy head.
Recalling the previous night, a satisfied yet slightly unrestrained smile involuntarily appeared on his lips. It truly was a hearty 'battle.' He had tormented her for several hours straight; Kanako's delicate body had almost been unable to bear it. Her tender parts must be quite swollen now.
"Mmmph~"
Kanako was stirred awake by the alarm and Kenji's movements. Her eyes were still sleepy, her face bearing lingering traces of passion. She instinctively burrowed into Kenji's warm embrace, like a small beast seeking refuge.
Then, as if driven by some hidden desire, she proactively lowered her head. Her eyes were hazy yet filled with flattery. She opened her cherry-like mouth and unhesitatingly took Kenji's already rigid and terrifyingly huge member inside.
Kenji trembled from the sudden stimulation, then a playful yet lustful smile curled on his lips. He teased, "And you say you're not a bitch? Getting horny first thing in the morning."
Kanako's delicate body trembled from the vulgar words, but this only made her more excited. Her eyes were seductive, and she whimpered indistinctly, "Mmm~ I'm Master's little bitch, woof~"
The sound was coquettish yet slightly ingratiating, as if she were afraid Kenji would be displeased.
"What a slut!"
Kenji growled low, his eyes burning with desire like flames.
He suddenly slapped her soft and elastic plump buttocks hard, the crisp sound echoing in the room.
Then, he tightly gripped Kanako's head with both hands, thrust his waist fiercely, and charged forward savagely. His movements were rough and urgent, as if he were using Kanako like a fleshlight for relentless use.
Throughout the entire night, relying on the astonishing power of the 'super Huge Penis' Kenji had completely conquered Kanako, a woman with intense desires and a naturally wanton nature deep down.
Current Kanako was like someone under Kenji's spell, hopelessly addicted to his Lil bro. Perhaps she wouldn't be able to live properly without his company?
As he thrust, Kenji was already plotting mischief in his mind. Hmph, when he found an opportunity, he would find a way to take her charming mother, Morii Kaede, as well. The thought alone was exciting.
"Hah! So satisfying—"
Following a burst of satisfying release, the first round of the morning was entirely swallowed by her warm mouth under the licking of Kanako's soft tongue.
Kanako slowly opened her mouth afterward, her eyes showing a hint of triumph and appeasement, displaying her empty mouth to show Kenji that she had swallowed every last drop without wasting any.
Kenji nodded in satisfaction, reached out to gently stroke Kanako's face, and teased, "Very good, you learned everything I taught you well. It's just that your hair isn't long enough yet; there isn't much leverage to work with."
Kanako quickly nodded, sounding like a docile little bitch, and said sweetly, "Master, this bitch will definitely grow her hair out for you~"
"Good girl. I'll reward you when I get back tonight. No self-pleasuring until then, okay?" Kenji smirked, deliberately teasing her.
Hearing this, Kanako immediately pouted coquettishly, "Yes... Master is so mean, taking away even the right to pleasure myself..."
"Hahaha, let's go. We still have to go to school after breakfast."
Kenji patted Kanako's bouncy bottom and left the room.
After finishing breakfast, Kenji looked at Kanako's rather simple attire and, with a grand gesture, instantly transferred 2 million Yen to her account.
Since Kanako was now his woman, she naturally couldn't lack money for spending. The necessary upkeep must be arranged. If the money wasn't enough, she could ask him again; he had plenty of money anyway.
Kanako looked at the substantial number in her account, her eyes lighting up. She excitedly threw herself into Kenji's arms and pouted, "Thank you, Master~"
Afterward, the two headed to school... "Good morning, Kenji-kun~"
Shinomiya Natsuha spotted Kenji entering the classroom from afar. Her eyes instantly lit up, a sweet smile blooming on her face, her voice gentle yet carrying a hint of delight as she proactively greeted him.
"Good morning, Natsuha-chan~"
Kenji's lips curved slightly upward, and he looked at her with gentle eyes, responding affectionately.
Hearing Kenji call her 'Natsuka' so intimately, Shinomiya Natsuha's heart fluttered like a fawn's. The memories of spending time with Kenji yesterday flooded her mind, and her cheeks couldn't help but flush slightly.
"Natsuha-chan is so cute today too."
Kenji looked at her shy yet sweet appearance and couldn't help but praise her.
"Kenji-kun, stop joking... People will hear..."
Shinomiya Natsuha nervously glanced around, her cheeks growing hotter. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's whine, and she unconsciously clutched the corner of her clothes.
"Let them hear it. After all, I'm just stating the truth."
Kenji looked completely composed, his eyes full of sincerity.
Shinomiya Natsuha's face flushed red, and just as she was about to say something else, the subject teacher walked in with a steady pace, holding textbooks, and said sternly, "Alright, everyone quiet down! Time to start class!"
The classroom instantly quieted down.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the windows, dappling the desks.
On the podium, Kenji hadn't absorbed a single word the teacher was saying.
He slightly tilted his head, his gaze wandering to the tree branches swaying outside the window, his thoughts long gone.
In fact, Kenji had already mastered most of the knowledge being taught in class.
The material in the textbooks seemed like child's play to him; listening in was just a waste of time.
However, this seemingly 'boring' time was perfect for utilization.
Kenji subtly curved his lips. He couldn't let class time go to waste; he planned to transcribe all the magnificent novels he had read in his previous life.
Such as "The Bone of the Sinister Domain Becomes King"; "Mushoku Tensei"; and "sword art online," among others.
These Japanese light novels were undoubtedly top-tier masterpieces, with sales starting in the tens of millions. Earning a fortune based on the popularity of these novels would be effortless.
Moreover, by utilizing the connections and resources of the company under his control for animation adaptation, the influence would be even greater.
With the connections accumulated through the 'Capitalist' skill and massive funds as support for extensive promotion and marketing, it would be hard for them not to become popular.
The more Kenji thought about it, the more excited he became, the pen in his hand scratching rhythmically on the paper.
The entire morning passed quickly amidst the writing and sketching.
As the bell for the end of class rang, Kenji stretched, and his stomach chose that precise moment to rumble.
He packed up his notebook; it was lunchtime.
Fortunately, the school had a spacious and bright cafeteria, so even students who hadn't brought lunch wouldn't go hungry.
The cafeteria offered a rich variety of dishes, and most prices were quite reasonable. Of course, there were also exquisite foods exclusively for wealthy students, so quite a few students were lining up for meals.
Kenji had originally planned to invite Shinomiya Natsuha to eat with him. He walked eagerly to Natsuka's side, only to find that she had brought her own bento box.
The bento was simple, containing only two very ordinary vegetarian dishes, their color somewhat dull, and a few fried potato balls that looked slightly overcooked, their surfaces faintly scorched. By the looks of it, Shinomiya Natsuha had likely prepared the bento herself.
Looking at the bento, Kenji felt a pang of sympathy. It was clear that Shinomiya Natsuha's family situation was not very good.
No wonder she lived so far away, spending so much time commuting every day, and wasn't willing to rent a single room near the school.
"Natsuka, lunch is very important. Eating something this simple won't do!" Kenji frowned and said with concern.
Shinomiya Natsuha lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed, and whispered, "It's... it's nothing, I'm just... dieting recently..."
Dieting?
Kenji found it somewhat amusing upon hearing that.
Her figure was already so good—curvy in the front and back, with a slender waist, like a nimble little deer. Where would she need to diet?
She probably wouldn't even believe that herself.
"Wait for me here. I'll be right back."
Kenji didn't say anything more, simply turning around and heading to the cafeteria to get several meat dishes to bring back.
"Don't be polite with me. I can't possibly eat all of this by myself. Help me finish it so it doesn't go to waste."
Kenji placed the meat dishes in front of Natsuka and said with a smile.
"Kenji-kun, you really don't have to do this..."
Shinomiya Natsuha waved her hands in a fluster, a hint of hesitation and shyness in her eyes.
"Alright, hurry up and eat~"
As Kenji spoke, he suddenly leaned close to Natsuka and lightly kissed her fair, tender cheek.
"Mmm!"
The sudden kiss instantly made Natsuka's cheeks flush crimson, like a ripe apple.
She widened her eyes and stared at Kenji in surprise.
"Kenji-kun! No way!"
Natsuka's voice trembled slightly with a hint of coquettish protest.
"In the future, I will make you happy, Natsuka. So, please accept my kindness!"
Kenji looked at Natsuka with firm eyes and said seriously.
A... a confession!?
This must be a confession this time!