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I Became a Scum in Depressing Game

Read the complete synopsis before reading the novel. ---- An ordinary guy was thinking of confessing his love to a girl at the end of summer break, but he died before he could confess. He reincarnates into a new world and realizes he is in the world of the game he played. The game was a bit complex, with lots of choices and twists, but in simple words, it had a protagonist and five heroines. Making the correct choices would keep all heroines alive and end up with the protagonist, while incorrect choices would lead to the death of the heroine. The person responsible for killing the heroine if the player makes the incorrect choice is Akechi Ryuki, the best friend of the protagonist. Now, our normal guy possesses Akechi Ryuki. What is he going to do? Will he do the same as the real Akechi Ryuki would do? Or will he do something even worse? Or will he ignore them? ---- MC is a good person, but he has many perverted fetishes and fantasies, which he will make heroines fulfill since heroines also have such fetishes. Also, not all women in the novel are for the MC. The MC already had his harem, while other characters also have theirs. If you are reading the novel, don't complain about MC's not making moves or stealing others' harems. MC has his harem, and he doesn't want it anymore. ---- Read the tags below before reading the novel. Later, don't complain about why I did that. Tags: Anal, BDSM, Blackmail, Corruption, Cosplay, Drugs, Exhibitionism, Footjob, Group Sex (Only Mc and other women), Handjob, Humiliation, Lactation, Lesbian, Masturbation, Milf, Multiple penetration (With Toys), Oral Sex, Pregnancy, Ra*e, Romance, Sex Toys, Sex Slave, Sleep Sex, Spanking, Stripping, Teasing, Teacher.

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Nipple Fun [RYui]

Ryuki sat on the couch to Yui's left, their thighs touching. They had been watching TV, but now he was more interested in other pursuits. He looked down at the way her thin pajama top lay across her breasts. It was a soft cotton fabric, with camisole straps and lace around the low v-neck. Her hands were nestled together in her lap. He put his right arm around her shoulders, reaching his hand down so that his fingers lightly grazed her right nipple through the thin cotton. She jumped.

"Hold still," he purred into her ear, and placed his left hand in her lap, enclosing both her hands in his. He brushed his right index finger across her nipple, lightly, maddeningly, back and forth, back and forth. Her nipple was hardening under his touch. He kept the pressure of his finger gentle, but continued a steady stimulation of her sensitive nerve endings.