Syra recoiled, clutching her leg as pain radiated through it like she'd slammed against a fortress of steel.
Theo, however, didn't feel even a whisper of pain from her attack, despite her reinforcing the kick with dust to amplify its impact tenfold.
Instead, his attention locked onto something strange materializing before his eyes.
[Congratulations, condition "Contact your schlong with a creature" has been met]
[SSS class Tamer has been unlocked]
'SSS what now?'
Theo blinked in disbelief at the message hovering before him. How had he awakened a class? And more bewildering still, the condition for unlocking it was to have his manhood touched by a creature?
What twisted fate had he stumbled into? What bizarre skill was this?
Despite his dire situation, a fragment of joy seeped into Theo's heart, granted a momentary reprieve by Syra who still clutched her leg, wailing like a spoiled child denied her favorite toy.
But he swiftly smothered the spark of cockiness rising within him.
Whatever floated before his eyes apparently wasn't finished. More panels materialized in his vision.
[Special condition "Contact your schlong with a female has been met]
[SSS class has evolved to UR class Heroine Tamer]
[Rare Skill(passive): Big Cock Energy has been unlocked]
[Unique Skill(Active): Hole Wrecker has been unlocked]
[You can gain more skills by taming Heroines.]
[Heroines can be tamed only when they cannot resist your cock and always come back for it.]
[Activating Skill Hole Wrecker, you can plunge into the hole of a Heroine with devastating power.]
Theo understood the words perfectly but stood frozen, skin crawling at their sheer absurdity.
While he struggled to make sense of it all, Syra lunged forward and seized his hair, hoisting him up with frightening ease.
"You insane bastard! What did you do to my leg? Did you put a metal fortress in your groin?"
As she spat the words, she angrily grabbed Theo's groin, intending to crush it with her bare fist. But beneath her fingers, it felt like grasping a colossal rod of solid iron.
At that moment, Theo watched another panel flash before him.
[Passive skill Big Dick Energy is in effect]
Syra trembled visibly, squeezing her thighs together and hunching forward like a wilting flower.
Theo watched with an impassive gleam in his dark eyes.
In that moment, he couldn't fully comprehend what was happening to the Heroine. But a single, crystal-clear thought formed in his mind.
'She's vulnerable.'
He seized her wrist and shoved her away with all his strength, yet only managed to make her stagger back a few meters.
Her legs remained tightly clenched, her attention seemingly fixated on something far more urgent than his escape from her grasp.
She looked at him with a transformed expression—dirty and flushed crimson, her face a portrait of unholy lust.
"You fool... what did... did you do to me?"
Her words, once sharp and arrogant as a blade's edge, now flowed soft like whispered secrets.
Theo's brow furrowed as he studied a new panel materializing before him.
[Heroine Syra of the Crimson Steel has responded to your Big Dick Energy]
[A new trait has been discovered about Heroine Syra]
[New trait: She is a very sensitive lady, that seemed starved of dick for a while. Touching your dick has awakened her lust for big dick, she can't stop imagining you fucking her]
Theo scowled at the description.
The messages still unsettled him to his core. But what he witnessed before him was undeniable truth.
The daughter of the Crimson Steel clan had transformed completely, now behaving like a stranger wearing familiar skin. This same girl who routinely stormed in with her peers to use him as their personal punching bag.
He couldn't count the times she'd been his living nightmare, one of the primary reasons he dreaded working at this Hero Agency, despite its prestigious ranking among the top ten.
That very same tormentor now squirmed before him like something liquid threatened to spill from between her legs, her whole body tensed to prevent its escape.
Theo had always been pragmatic. While certain nuances often eluded him due to his inherent nature, he recognized an opportunity when it presented itself.
And speaking of his nature—what good had it ever done him?
His kindness and decency had earned him nothing but a pathetic existence. Not just his position at the Agency—every facet of his life brought him shame.
If being a good person failed to secure him a decent life, what purpose did goodness serve?
This didn't necessarily mean embracing villainy would deliver the life he craved. But at minimum, he could seize advantages and exploit situations without the burden of moral constraints.
In that moment, something grotesque that had always lurked beneath Theo's surface broke free from its chains.
His face contorted into a mask of terrifying disdain, a malicious grin spreading across his features like spilled ink.
"You bitch!!!"
Fighting through her hypersensitive state, Syra managed to grimace despite her trembling.
"What? Who do you think you're talking to, you motherfucker?"
Theo disregarded her words, unable to suppress the intoxicating wave of joy and liberation flooding his body.
After finally voicing aloud the word he had only ever whispered in the depths of his mind, he felt a sudden euphoria that begged for more.
His grin stretched wider, eyes fixed on her pathetic figure, a demented fire burning in his dark gaze.
"I've had enough of you, bitch! This is where it ends!!"
Syra grimaced darkly.
She managed to straighten her posture, though her thighs remained clenched like a vise.
"You must think you're something special after using some kind of drug on me? You do realize I could have you reported for this, right?"
Theo jutted his chin forward, a wicked light igniting in the depths of his eyes.
"Have me reported for what? Aren't you the one who assaulted me just because you wanted to touch my dick and I wouldn't let you? Were you that starved for action that you had to settle for an ordinary janitor?"
Syra's expression darkened, her face transforming into a mask of grave seriousness.
A moment later, a vicious smirk born of terrifying indignation carved itself across her features.
"You must be mad because of this little coincidence, talking to me like I'm your equal. You fool!"
Theo slipped his hands into his pockets and glared at her with glacial intensity. Despite standing only 5'6" tall, with his inky black hair, obsidian eyes, and alabaster skin, lacking the heroic physique of his tormentors, he suddenly exuded an aura of confidence and charm that visibly worsened Syra's condition.
Her legs quivered violently in that instant, nearly buckling beneath her, but somehow she maintained her stance.
Theo's voice slithered out, dripping with venomous contempt.
"You slutty bitch. I wonder how disappointed your father would be the moment he discovers you're here trying to rape a janitor. What a lowlife you are."