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Chapter 2 - 2

Ding-dong!

"Package delivery."

I raped the heroine again. Stripped her clothes off, teased her just right, then shoved my dick in. Luckily, I got it into her pussy on the first try this time. But the stimulation was still intense.

"Fuckin' premature ejaculation bitch."

I started the round over again.

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Ding-dong!

"Package delivery."

Not even five minutes now? Gotta hold out at least that long. Get it together.

"Fuckin' premature ejaculation bitch."

I started the round over again.

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Ding-dong!

"Fuckin' premature ejaculation bitch."

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"Haaah... haaang! Aaang!"

"You like it, you pervert slut? You like getting raped?!"

"I'm sorry, Siwoo... heeung... I'm sorry, sob sob..."

I have no idea how many times I repeated it. Thrust, cum, get cursed at, thrust, cum, get cursed at. But eventually the cursing stopped, and even the premature ejaculation jabs vanished.

"Ah, no... haeut... Siwoo, I'm... haaaaaang!"

And finally, I managed to make the heroine cum before I did. Whew... what a long haul. Good thing repeating rounds restored my body condition, or I never would've lasted.

"Haa... haa..."

"Get up, you bitch. Who said you could rest?"

"No... not now, ah! Aaaang..."

Now I knew all her sensitive spots, her G-spot too, so I could make her cum anytime. Like right now, pounding her with my dick while pinching her nipples—

"Heeung!"

"Ugh, I'm cumming!"

—and simultaneous climax was possible.

"Haa... haa..."

But the problem was, even like this, I couldn't break out of C-grade.

⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙[Branch Point Achieved!] [Current Grade: C] [Continue? Or settle up now?]

"Neither. Restart from the beginning."

My vision went black.

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Looks like the key is with the protagonist. Makes sense—my ability is 'Heroine NTR.' Not just fucking the heroine, but focusing on the 'NTR' part.

The reunion with the heroine was the worst.

A video tape arrived from the heroine who'd gone abroad to study.

Yeah, gotta plant that kind of despair in the protagonist, right?

Ding-dong!

"Package delivery."

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Siwoo came home from their date, full of regrets.

"Wanna have some ramen at my place?"

Did Siwoo not know that was A-yeon's signal? He actually did. He was just scared.

What if he couldn't satisfy her? What if she got disappointed?

He knew he was timid. But Siwoo wanted his first time to be perfectly prepared. Hearing his friends and seniors talk about sexual compatibility had amplified his anxiety.

That's how much he cherished his relationship with A-yeon.

Knock knock!

Speaking of A-yeon? A message from her popped up. She'd said she was tired and going to bed early—what could it be? Siwoo checked.

"A video? Huh...?"

It was a video from A-yeon. Curious what it could be, he opened the app, but the preview looked off.

Gulp.

Seeing the screen filled with flesh tones, Siwoo swallowed hard and hit download. The 892MB file took time.

While waiting, countless thoughts raced through his mind.

'Sh-shes naked? A shower video? No way, masturbation?!'

Just imagining it flushed his face and hardened his dick.

'A-yeon wouldn't send something like that! It's a prank, right?'

But why prank like that? Was it her way of appealing to him? Should he go over now?

Siwoo's head felt like it would explode.

Finally, the download finished. Siwoo swallowed again and played it.

["N-no! Stop! Don't! Haeung... W-we can't... haat... Please stop..."] ["The bitch saying no is soaking wet? No judge would believe you!"]

Siwoo's mind went blank.

Thud.

His grip slackened, and he dropped his smartphone.

He couldn't believe it. A-yeon in the video was being raped. Just an hour ago, she'd been smiling beside him...

"I-it's edited, right? A prank, A-yeon...?"

He denied reality. She was more precious than anyone. His girlfriend couldn't be getting treated like that. She shouldn't.

But

["Aaang! S-Siwoo... sorry, ah! Haang! Sorry... eugh..."] ["Siwoo's your boyfriend's name? Hey Siwoo! Your girl's pussy is amazing!"]

The voices from the video were undeniable reality.

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"Sob sob... Siwoo... hic, slurp..."

Click.

I snapped a photo of the heroine sucking my dick while crying and sent it to the protagonist. The '1' vanished right away—he must be watching the chat.

The signal should come soon—right on cue, a notification appeared.

⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙[Branch Point Achieved!] [Current Grade: B] [Continue? Or settle up now?]

"Not even B-grade like this?!"

"Ha... redo."

My vision went black.

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Rape alone won't get me to A-grade. That's my conclusion.

Tried it tons of times. Even after training her so she'd moan just seeing my dick, sending videos—still B-grade. Inviting the protagonist to her place and fucking her right in front of him—still B-grade.

Maybe his love for the heroine is too strong; rape alone doesn't break his heart.

Makes sense—she kept calling his name to the end while getting pounded. Thinking back, maybe I started wrong.

Not steal her body first, but her heart?

How's a virgin like me gonna conquer a girl's heart? But it's just tutorial; heroine's a pushover. Tease her right, and she'll fall, right...?

Wanna try?

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Ding-dong!

"Package delivery."

This time too, the heroine opened the door in just her boxy tee. She pretended to be shocked again, face flushing as she glanced at my crotch.

I calmly stepped inside, locked the door, and approached her.

"D-don't come closer! This is trouble... I-I'll call the cops!"

"It's a delivery."

"Liar!"

"For real? You ordered a dick."

"!!!"

I stole her startled lips. No resistance, as expected. Savoring the soft touch, I slipped my tongue in, and hers came to greet me.

We tangled tongues, swapping spit, and her arousal switch flipped—her breathing grew ragged.

"Haa... slurp, chu... haa... slurp."

I pulled her waist close, pressing her against me. She grabbed my shoulders, leaning her weight in, then started sucking my tongue like it was a blowjob.

Up from below, down from above—her tongue licked and sucked mine mercilessly, our saliva mixing and overflowing.

"Churrup... chu, schloop... haa..."

Enjoying her service, I placed a hand on her ample breasts. They never disappointed—soft, squishy mounds I kneaded freely, then teased the perky tips.

"Haeut!"

She had multiple sensitive spots, but her nipples were especially vulnerable. She loved fingers circling them, and pinching like this—

"Haaaaang...!"

—sent her over the edge easily.

Strength drained from her unexpected climax; she buried her face in my chest, panting.

Seizing the moment, I stripped off her boxy tee. Sweat-slicked, half-naked body revealed.

"Don't look..."

"Want me to touch your pussy?"

If she asks, gotta deliver. I slid my hand down into her already soaked panties.

"Aaang! Ah... ang!"

Teasing her protruding clit brought moans bursting out. Enjoying her reactions, I slipped fingers into her slit.

Virgin tight, even one finger was snug. But this slut needs two to satisfy. I forced another in and pressed her G-spot.

"No! Haa... not there! Please... stop... haa..."

She instinctively knew where my hand was. But despite her words, her eyes begged for it, drool trickling as she stared.

It was hilarious, so I just watched. Impatient, she clenched her pussy like 'touch me already.'

That squeeze made me rub her G-spot unwittingly, and she climaxed.

"Haaa♡... aaaaaang♡ ♡!"

Her second climax.

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