The sunset painted the earth a fiery red. The buildings, the sports field, the woods, the courtyard—the students had mostly left, and the whole school seemed to fall silent.
The last rays of the sun slanted through the window. In the empty classroom, the desks and chairs were neatly arranged. Only one boy sat by the window, his hands propping up his chin, staring motionless at the view outside, facing the sunset.
It was already dusk, and he still had no intention of leaving school.
Clang—
The sound of the classroom door. He turned his head, watching the girl in the short-skirt uniform walk in. Alex's expression remained unchanged.
"Are you... Alex?"
The beautiful girl recognized the boy from her class, pulling out a piece of paper. "Hello, did you leave this note for me? May I ask, what did you want to talk about?"
"Chloe," a strange flicker crossed the boy's otherwise expressionless face—a mix of malice, coldness, and viciousness—before instantly returning to calm. "I do have something I need you for."
Was this a confession? The pretty girl, Chloe, had already prepared her rejection speech.
Silence—
In the quiet twilight, in the quiet classroom, Chloe stared at him blankly. What was going on? Speak up, why wasn't he talking? Did he want her to reject him first?
The boy didn't know her thoughts, nor was he interested. He calmly rose from his chair, stepped forward, his footsteps clear as he walked up to the girl.
He just stared...
Alex had always believed that the three staples of Hentai—hypnosis, time-stop, and a massive cock—were utterly unnecessary for dealing with these heroines. The last one was irrelevant for now, but the first two were just overkill.
Alex felt that, outside of women in certain professions, no woman was easier to handle than a Hentai heroine.
You only needed to grab their arm, use force, and pin them down, and they would essentially give up resistance, letting you have your way. It was that simple. Just like this—
Alex suddenly reached out and grabbed Chloe's arm. His other hand landed precisely on the girl's chest, grasping the full E-cup size—soft, warm, and highly elastic.
"Ah! Alex, what are you—No!"
The sensitive area being touched by a stranger sent a jolt through Chloe, and she struggled fiercely.
Alex was almost shaken off. Purely based on their attributes, he didn't have much of an advantage.
Wait, that's not right. As a Hentai heroine, why are you struggling? Get a grip on your role!
[Alex] —[Strength]: 6 —[Agility]: 6 —[Intelligence]: 7 —[Constitution]: 5
[Chloe] —[Strength]: 4 —[Agility]: 5 —[Intelligence]: 5 —[Constitution]: 4
Using his [Observe] ability to check Chloe's status panel, Alex felt a little awkward. He'd been publicly shamed... but it didn't matter. If coercion didn't work, he just needed to use the second move: a threat.
This generally worked on ninety percent of Hentai heroines.
"Chloe, I hear you have a guy you like?" Alex grinned. "You wouldn't want him to see photos of you right now, would you? If you don't want that, be quiet."
"You, let go of me—Jake will know, and he'll help me!" The girl's resistance didn't cease.
Oh, well... it seemed even Hentai heroines weren't as weak as he imagined. Even so, it didn't change the fundamental nature of these women as fucking tools.
Alex had never planned on romance with these women, so when he realized he had transmigrated into this world, he decided to be the villain.
He reverted to his initial poker face and smoothly let go of the girl.
Chloe didn't expect him to actually release her. The girl was slightly panting and about to speak when she met Alex's eyes. Her body shook as an invisible force spread through her delicate frame.
To her horror, she realized she couldn't move...
W-What is this? Why, why can't I even speak...
"I had to use my ability after all," Alex stared at her with an expressionless face, his cold gaze making the girl tremble. "But never mind, it's all the same. From the moment you stepped into this classroom, Chloe, your fate was sealed."
He paused. "No, perhaps your fate was decided the moment I arrived here."
What? What is he talking about? I don't understand at all! I can't move my body, was I drugged or something? But, but… sweat beaded on Chloe's forehead, and her beautiful face turned deathly pale.
Dread and fear permeated the air.
Alex ignored the changes in her expression. He sat up onto the desk. The sunset behind him was slightly blinding. His gaze shifted from the girl's face to the status window in front of him.
[Special Skills]: —[Absolute Control] —[Observe]
These were his skills, the cheat he gained after transmigrating. What was controlling Chloe's body now was the special ability [Absolute Control].
"While it's not hypnosis or seduction, a more direct and crude physical control is pretty good..."
Controlling the body, dominating the five senses.
It was strong, but not enough. He needed to get stronger... Alex felt a sense of urgency.
As for [Observe], it was a simple ability to check status panels.
The way to boost attributes and learn new skills was by gaining Affection Points through sex, and consuming those points to + attributes and learn skills. That was why Alex had sought her out.
In a normal world, he might patiently date and use a gentle approach to get the Affection Points, but here? Heh.
Would a normal person date these Hentai characters?
These women were, at most, tools, tools for him to grow stronger... After all, in a place like this, if he didn't grow stronger, he would only become someone else's plaything. Alex definitely didn't want to see that day.
So... sorry, Chloe, I can't let you go, for every reason.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you," Alex sat on the desk, his eyes, black and deep as the cosmos, shooting out a predatory gaze that frightened the girl.
She wanted to look away, but couldn't. Not only that, Chloe was horrified to find that her feet were moving without her control, walking up to him. Her hands slowly reached out, undoing the buttons at the collar of her shirt...
"Or rather, are you actively trying to tempt me?"
"No, I'm not!" Realizing her ability to speak had returned, Chloe cried out urgently, "My body is moving on its own... It's you, you're doing this, aren't you?"
She finally realized this wasn't about being drugged; it was some kind of superpower.
No, please! Watching herself undo her buttons, her shirt falling open, revealing the delicate, beautiful pink lace bra underneath, the full, perfect shape and the bottomless cleavage between them.
A truly inviting sight.
Chloe's eyes welled up with tears, distraught. Her pitiful, helpless look could not move the boy in front of her. He maintained his cold face.
"That's not important, Chloe," Alex reached out and lifted the girl's smooth chin. Her gorgeous face was flushed white and red. "Whether I'm doing it or not, you are unable to refuse."
"..."
He was right, she couldn't resist at all. The girl stared blankly back at him, then grabbed his hand, slowly guiding it inside her clothes, stuffing it into the abundance of her breast.
The moment their skin touched, it was like an electric current running through her body. A tingling sensation, a strong reaction.
Biting her lip hard, she still couldn't suppress a delicate, erotic whimper. Chloe was terrified to find that she was actually starting to feel pleasure, and the sensation was building, overwhelming her mind.
Jake…
She suddenly thought of the upperclassman she liked. She clearly liked Jake, but now she was being… she looked up, feeling his hand kneading her breast, and saw.
The shadow of Jake faded, replaced by her classmate she'd never spoken to—Alex.
He was expressionless, those black, pearl-like eyes like a black hole, sucking in everything around him, including her. Chloe realized she could not escape.
She could never escape.
"Ugh!"
The wicked hand inside her shirt suddenly squeezed hard. Chloe muffled a groan, thinking he was about to pounce like a beast. But he didn't. Alex left a clear, distinct mark and withdrew his hand.
Before Chloe could react, that feeling returned—that terrifying, uncontrollable sensation, as if her body no longer belonged to her...
Again, what was he going to do now?
Watching her own fair hand slowly drop to his waistband, then inch down, gently pulling down the zipper, the girl's expression cycled from green to red, then from red to white, constantly shifting.
"N-No, don't…"
"Alex, please, you can't do this…"
"I already have someone I love—"
Chloe made one last desperate plea.
Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Alex rarely showed a slight smile, though his words were cruel. "I'm sorry, Chloe."
"No matter who you like, that feeling won't come true," he reached into the girl's bra again, wantonly playing with her.
"Because from now on, you are my tool," the boy sneered, lowering his voice. "A tool has no right to negotiate."
A tool?
Too much! Bastard! Scumbag!
How could he say such a thing?
However, no matter how much Chloe raged inside, she couldn't stop her own actions. Looking down at the enormous cock she had freed, her breath practically stopped.
She was terrified.
She finally recognized her situation, slowly closed her eyes, but immediately opened them again. Could she truly not even escape by closing her eyes?
Chloe parted her cherry lips, sticking out her heart-shaped tongue, and slowly lowered her head in a dog-like posture...
Mmph—
The classroom became very quiet, with only the girl's intimate whimper. Alex, apart from a change in his breathing rhythm, showed no other reaction. Only Chloe could feel it.
Because the thing in her mouth was scorching and hard.
However, Alex was more concerned with his status window than the physical pleasure. He frowned.
"The Affection Points didn't increase..."