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How a Simp Gained Eroge Powers and Climbed to the Top

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~His crush called him a loser? Her married aunt is now in his bed. ~The school idol said he smelled poor? She’s now addicted to his scent. ~The rich girl once spat at him? Now she begs to swallow. Maxine was just a shut-in addicted to eroge games. But one night, while jerking off to the goddess of lust in his favorite game, he blacks out… and wakes up in a strange realm—face-to-face with her. Thinking it’s a dream or VR, he goes all in. Only to find out the goddess is real. And he might be dead. She offers to reincarnate him into the eroge world with cheat powers and unlimited pleasure. But just as she begins the process, his real body pulls him back—he wasn’t truly dead. Now back in the real world, confused and breathless, Maxine thinks it was all a dream… Until the eroge system appears in his vision. Now he lives to complete his system quests, conquers those who've looked down upon him, and those of high social status as he rises from a nobody to someone everyone admires! Disclaimer! This is a smut novel for cultured readers
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