Becoming the King of A New Filthy World



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I nodded, appreciating her concern. "I've made up my mind..." I began, unsure of what she was referring to.

"About what?" I inquired, eager to understand her intentions.

Sylvie started unbuttoning her school uniform, revealing her ample bosom slowly. I was taken aback by her sudden actions.

"What are you doing all of a sudden?" I exclaimed, glancing around anxiously. If someone were to catch us in this compromising situation in an empty place, it would look like I was forcing her to undress.

"I don't know what you've made up your mind about, but please stop!" I pleaded, worried about the potential consequences.

After ensuring that no one was nearby, I firmly grasped Sylvie's wrist, only to be startled. Her wrist felt delicate and fragile, and I feared that it might break with the slightest force.

The stark difference in strength between our bodies was evident. Sylvie couldn't move, but her clothes were already off, and I could barely glimpse her large breasts, barely covered by a bright mint-colored bra.

"Wait a minute. Let's not do this. Let's just talk," I urged, hoping to redirect the situation.

"Huh?" Sylvie seemed confused by my reaction.

"Did you expose yourself because you wanted to ensure my expulsion? Should I kneel before you?" I questioned, seeking clarification for her actions.

Sylvie's embarrassment was palpable as she stood there, her chest exposed and her ears turning crimson. I couldn't help but wonder why she had revealed her bare skin in the first place.

"Friend," Sylvie finally spoke, breaking the silence.

I waited patiently for her response, curious to hear her explanation.

"You said to me... That if you want to continue being friends... let me touch your breasts..." she confessed, her voice barely audible.

Did I really say that? The realization hit me like a wave, leaving me speechless and uncertain of how to proceed.

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"You don't need me anymore?" Sylvie said with a hurtul tone and eyes.

I winced as Sylvie's tone turned hurtful, her eyes filled with pain. Damn it. I didn't know where things went wrong, but I needed to speak my mind.

"A girl shouldn't expose herself like this so casually. I would be your friend even without touching your breasts," I said, hoping to convey my genuine intention.

"It's not casual... If it's you, Lucas... I'm fine," Sylvie responded, her voice soft and earnest.

What did she mean by "I'm fine"? The Lucas she knew was a jerk, a complete waste of space.

"Why do you care so much about someone like me?" I asked, my frustration creeping into my words. The lines between us were turning into a melodrama, and I could feel my anger rising.

Don't expose your body so carelessly.

"What have I done to you?" Sylvie cautiously covered her breasts with her arms as she spoke.

"You protected me... didn't you?" she said, her voice filled with a mixture of vulnerability and gratitude.

"Protected?" I repeated, surprised by her words. "Yeah... you've always been there to chase away the scary boys since we were little..."

That... was unexpected. Could it be that, despite my delinquent behavior, she saw me as someone who had always protected her since childhood?

"If I was crying, you always came running to me..." Sylvie continued, her voice laced with a hint of nostalgia.

She's like a big baby, I thought to myself. But if my intentions were pure, I would never take advantage of her vulnerability later in the story. As the protagonist of an adult game, I didn't want other guys to exploit Sylvie while she was defenseless.

But have I turned her into a mere sex object after she no longer needed a protector?

Pathetic, Lucas.

"I... so, even like this, if we can still be friends..." Sylvie's voice trailed off, uncertainty in her words.

"Wait... I said I'd be your friend even without touching your breasts," I reiterated, hoping to reassure her.

"Am I no longer necessary...?" Sylvie's voice trembled, and tears started to well up in her eyes.

"Don't cry. Please, don't cry! How can I stop you from crying?" I pleaded, desperate to ease her pain.

"Breasts... friend..." Sylvie's words came out in choked sobs.

"I said, even if I don't touch your breasts, I'll still be your friend," I affirmed, my voice filled with sincerity.

"Hmph... I don't believe it..." Sylvie retorted bitterly, her tears flowing freely.

"Alright! I'll touch them! I'm touching them. Here, I'm touching," I exclaimed, my frustration getting the better of me. As I reached towards her breasts with both hands, Sylvie's crying abruptly ceased, and she stared intently at my hands.

"Do you really want me to touch them?" I asked, my voice softened.

"Yes," Sylvie replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You don't have to let me touch them," I said, trying to give her an out.

Silence hung in the air for a moment before Sylvie responded with a nod.

"Okay, don't cry! Please, don't cry," I pleaded, realizing that crying loudly in this situation would only lead to trouble.

There was no other option. I reluctantly accepted the task at hand. But this wasn't something I took pleasure in. It wasn't any different from fondling...

With gentle hands, I made contact with Sylvie's breasts. Her reaction was instant—a soft gasp escaped her lips. I kept the pressure light, my fingers sinking into her ample bosom with ease. It was an indescribable softness, something truly remarkable.

I fought the urge to continue touching, restraining myself. "Okay, I touched them. Are you fine now?" I asked, hoping for a resolution.

"Not yet," Sylvie replied, her voice filled with desire.

What did she mean, "not yet"? Was she serious?

In the end, from my perspective, I found myself face to face with the black-haired female student I had just met, indulging in the act of fondling her breasts.

Lifting up her mint-colored bra, I proceeded to explore her breasts in earnest.

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