READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 2: Trigger
Ren didn't have time to reply when an explosion shook the ground. A rain of debris followed the deafening sound falling dangerously close.
First the car and now the explosion. It seemed the god wanted him to die a virgin. However, his savior acted again.
Mirko wrapped him tightly in her muscular arms, pulling him into her chest, and with one powerful leap, they soared to safety. In fear, Ren closed his eyes shut.
Their momentum was too strong and they fell to the ground. Ren closed his eyes, waiting to hit the ground. But instead, he fell on something soft and warm.
He opened his eyes to see Mirko beneath him. He accidentally landed on her and his hand slipped into her costume, grabbing her breast. Mirko stared down and then back at Ren. The friendly expression disappeared as she pushed him off herself.
The way Mirko's fiery gaze bore into him, Ren felt his stomach plummet. This was it—his life was over. He had somehow, unintentionally, crossed the line with a pro hero. Groping her in public? No explanation could undo the damage.
"…I'll deal with you later." Mirko growled as she walked away. "Don't even think about moving from this spot. Or else."
Shit! Shit! Shit!
Ren could only curse his luck now that his life was over.
"I'm going to rot in prison… without a quirk," he muttered to himself, clutching his head. "You might as well kill me."
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[First Contact made!]
[Conditions fulfilled.]
[Activating Quirk: Corruption.]
[Abilities unlocked:]
[Body Marionette (Lvl 1)]
[Dominion Mark (Lvl Max)]
[Arousal (Lvl 1)]
[Target Marked: Rumi Usagiyama (Pro Hero Mirko)]
[Corruption stage: Initiation (0%)]
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"Wait… this is my quirk?"
Ren looked back at Mirko, wanting to explain, but saw something weird. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was labored—but it wasn't from exhaustion. Something else seemed to have taken hold of her.
"W-what did you do to me?!"
Mirko suddenly growled, grabbing Ren by the collar and yanking him close. Her fiery eyes were wide with confusion and anger. Ren grabbed her hands, trying to pull away, but in vain.
Mirko was much stronger than him. He couldn't get out of her grip, even if he struggled desperately.
"Let me go!"
Ren yelled in frustration. To his shock, Mirko released him immediately. But even she looked as baffled as he was. Her body let go of him, but it wasn't Mirko's intention.
[Skill: Body Marionette is active.]
[Target: Rumi Usagiyama "Mirko" shall obey your verbal commands.]
Obey my commands?
Meanwhile, Mirko fell to her knees, hugging herself tightly as if fighting some invisible force inside of her.
As much as Ren wanted to test his newfound quirk on Mirko, he was more afraid of ending up in Tartarus. He got up and was about to run off when Mirko reached out and grabbed his hand.
"Help me," she whispered.
Ren took a deep breath. He had a feeling he was going to regret it, but he was no villain. He couldn't leave her without help, especially during a villain attack.
"Stay, I'll go get some help."
With that, Ren turned to leave. But he couldn't even take a step. Mirko wasn't letting go of his hand.
"Don't leave me," she whispered, almost as if moaning. "I… I can't fight like this."
"…oh hell!"
Ren hesitated for a moment, but helped Mirko to her feet, throwing her arm over his shoulder for support. He grabbed Mirko's arm with one hand and her waist with the other.
As soon as Ren touched her waist, she gasped and bit her lips.
[Skill: Arousal is active.]
[Target: Rumi Usagiyama "Mirko" shall feel pleasured by your touch.]
"What the hell?" Ren mumbled, but Mirko's deep breaths snapped him out of his thoughts. "I'll think about this later."
Together, they moved, with Mirko leaning heavily against Ren. At Mirko's request, they made their way into a dark alleyway to dodge any problems. She was a pro-hero. If anyone saw her in such a state, her reputation would take a hit.
Ren thought she was overreacting, but didn't argue. He kept moving until Mirko spun around and pinned him against the wall. Her strength, even in her weakened state, was overwhelming for Ren.
Fuck… is she going to arrest me?
"What's going on?!" Ren exclaimed.
"I… I don't know," Mirko murmured, her breathing still heavy. "But… I can't stop."
Before Ren could say another word, Mirko leaned in and kissed him. The sudden warmth of her lips sent his thoughts spiraling. She wasn't just kissing him; she was molesting his tongue.
With one hand still holding him down, Mirko used her free hand to grip Ren's jaw, forcing him to open wider as she deepened the kiss, exploring every corner of his mouth as if it was the only thing that mattered.
Ren froze for a moment, unsure of what to do. With his mouth busy, Ren couldn't even give her a verbal command. What could he even do other than kiss her back?
[Alert! Bodily fluids exchanged.]
[Corruption rate increased! 0% —> 5%]
[Corruption rate increased! 5% —> 8%]
[Corruption rate increased! 8% —> 10%]
The corruption rate kept increasing, but Mirko showed no signs of slowing down. However, soon the kiss wasn't enough for her.
Mirko let go of Ren's jaw but didn't stop kissing him, and ripped his hoodie off. Her hands slid down as she caressed his chest. But Ren's chest didn't fascinate her. It slid further down.
In one swift motion, Mirko slipped her hand in his pants. Ren suddenly felt dizzy as her fingers firmly grabbed his member, her fingers tracing circles around the glans.
It didn't take long for Ren's mini-me to stand erect, especially with Mirko's legs rubbing his family jewels. At that moment, it felt like her hand was wrapped around his body, not his member.
Ren tried to hold back, but he couldn't. Mirko's hands felt too good. A soft moan escaped his mouth, though it came out as more of a breathy whimper. Mirko's eyes widened for a moment, and she paused, her lips curling into a mischievous smile.
"…adorable."
It was Ren's opportunity to give her a command, but before he could, she began kissing him once more, while her hands moved in a steady rhythm.
It was difficult to say who was corrupting whom in the isolated alleyway.