Chapter 131: All eyes on Ren ii

"What’s the problem?"

"All this cheering may eventually transform into accusations and finger-pointing at the academy."

Ren Asahi has now steeled himself.

This is because the twin sisters did not surrender, even after experiencing the appetizer of a Soul Excretion punch.

Liliana has also experienced this "taste test."

Liliana merely considered the possibility that the twin sisters might be struck by Ren’s heartfelt Soul Excretion punch.

The memory of that day’s sensations flashed in her mind, and she felt her womb constricting.

"Don’t do it, Ren Asahi."

All the cheering will turn into blame.

"Fleshlight Collector Ren Asahi, it’s a match with our sisters!"

"A contest with each other’s honor at stake!"

In sincere mode, Ren Asahi slowly walks forward.

Suddenly, a brilliant flash erupted, and the twin sisters, who had been running in a straight line, came to an abrupt halt.

In that fatal opening,

"Soul Excretion Smash!"

Ren Asahi’s weighty, backhanded body blow struck the twin sisters’ abdomens with explosive force.

"Ugh!"

A primal scream, as if all inhibitions had been cast aside, filled the screen.

Liliana involuntarily tensed her buttocks slightly.

Feigning a casual Kegel exercise...

The sight of Sanvika losing control and releasing a stream of jelly-like fluid eventually made its way onto a live streaming service.

But it didn’t end there.

Ren Asahi’s "Soul Excretion Moonlight" had taken its toll; moonlight rubber bullets struck Avid’s abdomen.

With her hips raised, Avid expelled glistening, jewel-like jelly that oozed like molten rice cakes.

Although the sound was too low to capture, the screen displayed every detail, including the moment he placed his foot on her buttocks, ensuring her complete surrender.

Liliana’s vision swam before her eyes. The situation had changed from when she believed that becoming a villain and removing herself from the equation would be enough.

Now, if Ren Asahi continued this way, she, as the director, would have to bear the responsibility.

"Relax. It will come to light someday," Regina Dean said.

"The timing is premature. The interest is too high."

"Most bad things seem magnified due to worry."

Liliana hoped that Ren Asahi wouldn’t be consumed by darkness and transform into the world’s most terrible villain.

"President! Ren is trending in real-time!"

Liliana closed her eyes tightly. In her imagination, "Ren" arrogantly pushed the student council president against the wall, firmly pressing her stomach as he spoke.

"What color is the noble student council president’s jelly?"

"Ugh... Don’t press my stomach. Please... stop... I trusted you."

"I have to show you... Liliana..."

Embarrassed by her sudden indecent fantasy, she shook her head.

...There’s no way I could ever lose to the villain Ren Asahi.

"...What’s the reaction? Is he confirmed as a villain?"

Evangeline tilted her head.

"Academy Jelly Man?"

Instead of "Fleshlight Man," the public had chosen a more harmless and playful nickname: Jelly Man.

Academy Jelly Man Ren Asahi.

Not only was his handsome face noteworthy, but his unique ability had also become a hot topic.

A flurry of insipid articles, each produced in under a minute, saturated the media.

Curiously, public opinion was quite favorable.

The situation had taken even Liliana by surprise. Who could have known that the peculiar manifestation of his powers would captivate the fickle masses?

"It’s the top trend right now. Academy Jelly Man! And the reactions are overwhelmingly positive."

"Really?"

Somehow, Liliana felt a sense of relief.

"Did you do something about it?"

"Me? Why?"

"I heard you were working hard to protect Ren Asahi’s life at the academy."

"It’s not strange for me to shield him from unwanted attention or exhaustion caused by his own actions."

That made sense.

"Ask him. It seems like the perpetrator is approaching."

Veyron Academy’s Chairman Wilhelm sidled up to the student council president and Regina Dean.

"Mr. Chairman?"

"I immediately deployed the response team. A video of him acting as a hero has also been uploaded."

"..."

"The editing was done appropriately."

It was a manipulation of perception.

Before the spread of negative public opinion, the video of "Fleshlight Man" was disseminated, creating a fresh and budding image of a rookie hero attending the academy.

Ren Asahi’s character had somehow acquired a vulgar power, and his story was packaged as the "delightful heroics" of a handsome and sincere male student.

"If you’re ever asked, Liliana, do me a favor. You must let them know that you’ve got a firm grip on the reins."

"Understood."

Now, there was no choice but to pretend that Ren was under strict management and supervision. It was a necessary falsehood, given the academy’s circumstances.

"It’s fortunate we managed to secure a pleasant image for you. It was easy to sway things in that direction."

Evangeline chuckled.

"Ren is just so handsome!"

"The most unexpected part is that this ability has garnered support from women."

Could it be that as long as one is handsome, the nature of their ability even a character flaw doesn’t matter? Liliana sighed in disbelief, but deep down, she felt a sense of relief.

Feeling relieved, however, made her feel a tinge of guilt.

I instructed you to use the essence of your personality only when I’m overseeing.

Yet you couldn’t restrain yourself and bestowed it upon a female student!?

’...We’ll deal with this afterward, Ren Asahi.’

Liliana’s captivating eyes narrowed sharply as she glared at Ren Asahi on the screen.

[Crown Seeker Pt + 15]

Somehow, I found myself responsible for the most crucial task in this mission: ’finding the crown’.

The temple’s interior was a seemingly endless path leading deeper within, and each time a door was crossed, a new room would appear. The overall darkness, reminiscent of a crypt with weak lighting, led us to believe that there could be an ambush waiting.

"Nami, please."

"Yes!"

I signaled to the transparent Fleshlight, Nami, and took the lead. Nami, who could inconspicuously observe even when visible to others, poked her head out and swayed her hips as she explored the next chamber. Meanwhile, I stood by.

Nami soon returned and whispered into my ear.

"Imperial forces are keeping watch. Two on each side, left and right. Three above, one in the center."

"Let’s go."

There was no time for hesitation. I took a deep breath after loading my Benelli with non-lethal rubber bullets. Timed with Nami’s entrance, I threw a stone inside.

*Thud*, *tadadadak*...

"What’s that?"

"Who’s there?"

The moment the Imperial Army’s attention was drawn.

"Nami, now!"

*Flash!*

Nami’s "Flash" blinded everyone.

In that instant, they scanned the Imperial Army’s positions and hoisted the Benelli on their shoulders.

"**Soul Excretion**."

Target the leader of the female students first!

"Rubber-rubber!"

They pulled the trigger on the Benelli at a speed rivaling that of a semi-automatic weapon.

First, two shots to the abdomen of the girl at the center!

"Ugh!!"

She was a member of Deherit’s squad. Her name was Atali.

As if firing in rapid succession while swiftly pumping the action, they quickly picked off the Imperial soldiers spread across both sides!

1 kill! 2 kills! 3 kills! 4 kills!!

"Bullet Barrage!!!"

Let it rain a downpour of rubber bullets!

And the inescapable power of Soul Excretion!

"Argh!"

"Ack!"

"Ugh!"

The Imperial Army fell, leaving behind only screams as they spewed jelly.

The "Rubber-Rubber Bullet Barrage" had ended.

"Become a Fleshlight."

[Ordinary Imperial Army Fleshlight]

[A soldier’s Fleshlight] The material is tough, and the protrusions are uniformly distributed. It seems to be better than the mass-produced ones.

[Rarity D+]

[Imperial Army Fleshlight collected!]

[Added to the Fleshlight Collection Encyclopedia]

[Strength +3]

[Stamina +3]

The Fleshlight collection bonus is always a pleasure.

It’s a great benefit since it’s treated separately from leveling up stats.

I could confirm that the remaining Atali was a student at the academy, not an Imperial Army NPC.

"Raise your hand if you don’t want to become a Fleshlight."

"What, what, Fleshlight?"

I aim with the Glock and shout!

"Hands up!"

"Ah, I surrender!"

Atali hurriedly kneels and raises her hands like a child.

That’s right. Good girl.

"How did D-class Ren Asahi make it this far?"

"Wear the ring and leave."

"..."

Atali clenches her mouth shut and remains stubborn.

"You’re not leaving? Do you want to perform a fantastic jelly show with your buttocks like the twin sisters?!"

"Eek! I’ll do it, I promise! Please, just not the butt jelly show."

Atali pleads, rubbing her palms together in front of me.

"Sigh."

I didn’t want to resort to threats either.

However, he forcefully threatened her because it was not enjoyable to embed reinforced bullets into the female student’s body.

Atali was eliminated from the exchange match.

[Strategic Victory, Pt+5]

[Exceptional Technique Pt+10]

[Crimson Eye Activated]

I’ll catch up with her in an instant!

"Nami. Let’s go!"

"Yes!"

With a Glock equipped with a Surefire, I advance, fully illuminating the poorly lit dungeon interior.

I found Deherit in a narrow corridor inside the temple.

She was waiting for me.

"Deherit Ade! Hands up, it’s the FBI!"

"Damn it! What FBI? I am Ren Asahi, the Fleshlight Collector!"

As I chased her down the long hallway, a pillar of fire suddenly surged in front of me.

Whoa!

"Argh!?"

This wretch!

"Did you plan on turning me into a pile of charcoal?!"

"It’s not enough firepower to turn you into charcoal. Stop overreacting! You’ll just end up with numerous blisters all over your body!"