Gooner’s Paradise: Every Girl is Mine to Extract
18-year-old Kevin suddenly transmigrated into a hentai gooner game he had been playing. Not as the main hero. Not as the villain. Of course not. He was a stupid side character. One of the losers. One of the main targets of the school bullies. Perfect. Absolute perfection.
“Hmpff… look at your ugly ass face! Ugh, bile is literally forming in my mouth just looking at you!”
The academy’s hot bully, Miss Sakura, spat directly on him.
“Everything happens because of you! Why don’t you just die already!”
And, of course, the academy president, Kaguya, looked down on him like he was dirt beneath her shoes. Cold, ruthless, untouchable, and naturally… impossibly gorgeous.
“Please… don’t come near me, Kai-san…”
Koko, the real main character’s homely yet ridiculously lovely girlfriend, whispered nervously. Her hands shook as if he might magically teleport her panties off just by looking too hard at her.
But things got worse. Much worse.
Hot Professor Naomi stepped in, adjusting her glasses and glaring down at Kai.
“You call yourself a student? Pathetic. Maybe if you stared at my lectures long enough, you’d learn how to be a man… but I doubt it.”
Silent and Cold Beauty Ayame didn’t say much, but when she finally spoke, her words cut sharper than a blade.
“Move aside. I don’t have time to waste on trash like you. Even the rats here are more useful than your existence.”
And then, of course, Headmaster Serena appeared like a walking calamity.
“You dare exist in my academy, boy? Your life here will be nothing but pain and humiliation… starting now. Do not test my patience, or I will personally crush you like a bug.”
Obviously, cursed as a side character, Kai’s only hope was the system. His last, tiny, pathetic hope.
[Ding! Your special power is Extraction!]
“You mean… I can extract skills! Attributes! Powers! Wow… wow, that’s so OP! With this… I can NTR the main character! Every girl in this trash game will be mine!!”
[No, my host. To extract skills, you need to do… dual cultivation… with the heroines.]
“…What?!”