"Lucian, my son! Wake up, quickly!"
"Ugh..."
It was that rich, dense milf voice calling me every single morning.
As I stretched and sat up in bed, the face gazing down at me belonged to a woman who looked to be in her late twenties—far from middle-aged. She stared with an adorable pout.
Ah, I want to fucking hug her!
"You always have to be woken up like this, don't you? And you're an adult now!"
"But... I don't have any energy if my beautiful Aunt doesn't wake me up."
I acted cute, completely unbefitting my physique. Grinning wide, I naturally pulled her into a hug, burying my face straight into her chest. Her soft, warm breasts, massive and overwhelming, pressed against me.
She was my aunt, the woman who had raised me alone ever since my birth mother died bringing me into this world. My aunt was my greatest weakness—she had never once let me feel the loss of a mother. She had abandoned her own youth and entire life just to raise me.
Aunt stroked my head with gentle fingers.
"Just because you're young doesn't mean you should act like a child! You need to get up and eat, right? Today's the day you're going to greet the Lady of the Manor, isn't it!"
"Yes."
Aunt turned her back and started to leave. I followed her retreating figure with hungry eyes, not wanting her to go anywhere. Long orange hair that lightened to a soft brown at the tips. Those striking purple eyes. Her glamorous, voluptuous body.
I wondered what her heavy breasts looked like beneath that tight sweater and what the hidden scenery between her legs would feel like. And that slender waist, somehow perfect on such a curvy frame!
Ah, I want to grab her waist and fucking pound her. Just imagining it makes me hard.
I shook my head hard and forced myself up. I had to stay faithful to my duty.
My name here was Lucian Vane.
I knew I shouldn't have these filthy thoughts about her, but I couldn't stop them.
My awakening ability is sealed with complete gibberish. What am I, some kind of Demon Lord?
At first I thought about selling my body—my looks were certainly good enough for that life. But I preferred to just push forward my own way.
I yawned, walked to the window, and looked outside. The sky was perfectly clear, dandelion seeds drifting like white clouds on the breeze. People strolled along the sunlit path, their cheerful conversations chasing away the morning quiet.
After washing up, I sat down to breakfast. Today's meal was Aunt's special blancmange.
"Son, how is it? Is it delicious?"
"Yes! It's absolutely delicious!"
I answered with full energy and looked across the table at Aunt.
She's always my ideal type, no matter how many times I see her. Well, I like anything as long as it has big breasts and is sexy.
Conversely, small breasts or none at all? Even if the face was pretty, I felt nothing.
No, isn't having small breasts basically a sin for a woman?
That's why lolis are absolutely disgusting. Ah, but if it's a legal big-breasted loli, then it's totally possible.
Aunt's warm voice pulled me out of my dirty thoughts.
"You're nervous, aren't you? About becoming the Hero."
"Yes, well..."
"Son, remember this. You must become a great Hero like your grandfather and father. So you can save our territory from crisis and save the world from the Demon Lord!"
"Yes, that's why you trained me, isn't it?"
"Are you finally understanding now? You were grumbling so much until last week."
"If it's something Aunt does, I can understand anything!"
My grandfather was a famous Hero. I had inherited something from him and endured harsh training from Aunt since childhood.
Even so, it hadn't done much—my stats were only slightly above average.
I'd rather have an absolutely overpowered awakening ability.
I finished eating and stood to leave when Aunt stopped me.
"Oh, on your way, could you return this to the general store?"
She handed me a small wooden stool. I lifted it easily. It was almost half my size but weighed almost nothing.
"Did you borrow it?"
"Yes! Please return it."
"Yes, I understand!"
*****
"The weather's good today too."
I headed straight toward the Lord's castle. I'd meet the Lady of the Manor first, then drop off this damn stool.
As I walked, I caught the whispers from people around me.
"The Lady of the Manor called him this time, didn't she? Why?"
"They say he's of the Hero's bloodline. Honestly, the other Hero Candidates look better than him."
"Hmph, what can a pretty boy like him do? He should just marry me instead."
"To a bitch like you in her forties, what the fuck. Think about the age difference, seriously!"
"Bitch, you are a grandmother too!"
"I know, I know... but I can't help it!"
Honestly, I was immune to all that talk by now.
People said I was just riding my bloodline, that others would crush me, that I was nothing but a gigolo pretending to be a warrior. All because my softer features made me look more like a pretty boy than a hero.
But I wasn't very interested in becoming a Hero anyway.
It'd be good to get stronger—women would flock to me then. But there was no real foundation for that kind of growth.
Just decent stats would never be enough. The other Hero Candidates had returned from studying abroad or mercenary work with solid stats and real abilities.
Let them talk. At least I had this much to survive. If Aunt hadn't taken me in, I'd be homeless and long dead. Or worse—kidnapped by some hag and turned into a sex slave until I broke.
This was that kind of cruel world. Thousands died every day from monster attacks or bandit raids.
I looked ahead and finally saw the massive medieval castle rising in the distance.
When I reached the gates, a soldier sneered at me.
"What is it? This isn't a playground, you know?"
"The Lady of the Manor called for me."
I showed him the letter with calm dignity. At home I was Aunt's cute puppy, but outside I carried myself like a proper adult.
And when it came to sex, I turned into a total beast of lust.
A man should be like that.
The soldier's eyes widened.
"Huh, you get to see the Lady of the Manor? Even I don't see her often. I'm jealous, fuck."
"I'm passing through. I'll leave this here."
I set the stool aside and walked inside. I passed through the long corridors and stepped into what looked like a courtyard—but it was far bigger, easily over two acres of open ground.
At the Lord's residence, the butler came out to meet me.
"Your name?"
"It's Lucian Vane."
"Come in. And show proper etiquette."
"Yes, sir."
I followed the butler and soon saw the Lady of the Manor working alone at her desk.
I approached, bowed deeply, then raised my head.
Long, flowing silver hair. Blue eyes that grew lighter toward the centers. Voluminous breasts, nearly G-cup, brazenly covered by a quilted coat that somehow made her look even more arrogant.
My heart pounded hard. I felt my cock twitch—I loved big ones. Those breasts were both huge and perfect. If I could bury my face in that deep cleavage and thrust...
Fuck, my dick root is trembling.
But she stared at me with pure cold contempt.
"Lucian, the Hero's grandson, greets the Acting Lord."
"I expected someone of the Hero's bloodline, but why are you so skinny? Hmph, what could such an effeminate boy possibly do?"
The distrust was obvious. Anyone would feel the same seeing a gigolo-looking guy supposed to become the next Hero.
But I knew the truth: even a small pepper can burn the tongue.
Did I choose to look effeminate? I'm going crazy too! I have a Mana-less Condition, and my face is just naturally pretty, so every woman sees me as future gigolo material!
Mana-less Condition meant my body couldn't hold any mana at all.
Even as the Hero's grandson, I could never learn magic or buy implanted skills. I had zero fucking mana to work with.
I screamed inside, but my face stayed calm.
"I will do my best not to bring shame to the name of my grandfather, Reiner Vane."
The butler, watching with pity, stepped forward.
"He has received training from Selena since he was young. You can trust him with this..."
The Lady of the Manor's expression suddenly shifted.
"Don't tell me... that famous Selena? Haa, I understand. Lucian."
"Yes, Acting Lord."
"You, go to Uluru Hill right now and check on the Lord's condition. Of all the Hero Candidates, you're the only one available for this important task."
"Yes, I will start immediately!"
I answered firmly and left with the butler. As we walked out, I thought about what I'd heard: the Lord had gone to fight the Demon Lord's minions weeks ago and never returned. This was a search mission.
Outside the castle, I picked up the stool again and looked around. Everywhere I saw women with huge breasts, firm waists, and wide, fertile hips.
This is heaven. Big is the best, and there are so many big bitches here! Hehe, I wish I could just screw them all. The Lady of the Manor too, someday...
I would fuck that arrogant Acting Lord one day. I needed to see her proud face twisted in humiliated pleasure.
I reached the general store and stepped inside. A few customers were browsing.
When one finished buying, the owner asked politely, "Do you need a bag, by any chance?"
The customer ignored her completely and walked out. Poor woman—she was single and lonely, it was a real shame.
I set the stool down in its usual spot.
"Big sis, I'll put the defective stool here!"
"Huh? Oh, okay. But where are you going? Your clothes look different today."
"The Lady of the Manor asked me to go find the Lord."
"Oh, really? But Lucian..."
Angela Breene, aka big sis hesitated, then smiled softly. She had a firm, model-like body, sharp eyes, and a calm presence that rarely showed emotion. Yet right now she was smiling.
"Thank you always. For always answering me kindly and calling me big sis..."
"Oh, come on, you look like a big sis to me! Goodbye, big sis!"
I sighed as I left the store.
The general store woman also has really big breasts. They say she married the old owner but never even got to have sex with him before he died, leaving her a widow.
What a pity. To never taste that fertile body...
No, I should worry about myself first. The errand was done. But then a strange blue window suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
[Conditions met!]
[Unique Ability 'Title Collector' Activated!]
[Title 'Quest Lover' Acquired!]
Huh? What the hell is this?!