Honey! I'm Sorry Again

Sae Joon-Han bought the [Cock-Lock Candy] from the system shop.

After all, he was still just a normal man. His stamina without activated combat skills barely lasted ten minutes in the first round. The second or third round might be longer... but everyone knew, first impressions are the last impressions.

This candy could help him ruin a pussy, break a woman from the inside out and get her addicted to his cock.

Yet when he saw the system screen—

Joon's fingers twitched.

The blue window hovered before him.

[Influence: 12]

His lips curled into a bitter smirk.

"System... why the hell is my influence so low?"

"I'm a new student, sure, but I'm handsome, aren't I? Why the fuck is it this low?"

[Answer: Host's current Fate Role is Cuckolded Extra. Extras are background characters, destined to be stepped on. Influence measures how much you can alter the world around you.]

Joon's jaw clenched.

Cuckolded Extra...

The very words made his blood boil.

"So... how do I raise it?"

[Method 1: Gain respect through strength or wealth.]

[Method 2: Corrupt women with high Destiny Points into your personal playthings.]

Joon's heart pounded at the last sentence.

Corrupt women?

[Correct. Women are the pillars of fate in this world. The stronger their Destiny Points, the more they shape the world. Break them... and you break destiny itself. Corrupted women will transfer their Destiny Points to the Host.]

A wicked grin spread across his face.

"...Then recommend me some women with high Destiny Points."

[Ding...]

[Searching... 10 km radius...]

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[Profiles Available for Influence Gain]

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[Hyejin Seo]

Status: Virgin

Destiny Points: 150

Role: Class Beauty,

Fetishes: Bratty Princess, Praise Degradation, Forced Innocence Play, Pure Love,

Corruption Level: 7 %

Slut Potential: ★★★★☆

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[Minji Kang]

Status: Virgin

Destiny Points: 180

Role: Track Star

Fetishes: Masochistic Attention Whore, Humiliation, Public Play

Corruption Level: 0%

Slut Potential: ★★★★★

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[Mrs. Jiwoo Kang]

Status: Married , Not Satisfied.

Destiny Points: 230

Role: Chemistry Teacher

Sex Partners: 1 (Husband)

Fetishes: Mother-Son Roleplay, Breastfeeding, Homewrecking

Corruption Level: 0 %

Slut Potential: ★★★★★

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[Principal Myung-Hwa Park]

Status: Married, Not Satisfied.

Sex Partner - 1 (Husband)

Destiny Points: 280

Role: School Principal

Fetishes: Voyeurism, Humiliation, Cuckold Play (Guilty Wife)

Corruption Level: 100 %

Slut Potential: ★★★★★★★

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Joon's cock twitched painfully in his pants as the system laid out each woman's secret desires.

Even the proud principal... the same woman who lectured about discipline... liked being fucked in front of her husband?

Filthy bitch.

His breath grew heavier.

But then reality struck him.

It is only the third chapter... and that retarded author Lonely Cupid always drops his books halfway.

Joon Han didn't have much hope that he'd ever get to fuck these women...

'Fuck You Lonely Cupid...I Curse you be lonely forever.'

"...Forget it."

He closed the window and sighed.

"I should join the gym first... build some muscle... and increase my masculinity."

The bell rang, signaling the end of class.

Finally.

Joon Han stretched, suppressing a yawn.

Time to hit the gym and start stacking those passive stats.

But before he could rise—

"Joon-oppa~!"

A honeyed voice laced with fake innocence rang out.

He glanced sideways.

A group of girls approached like a flock of peacocks, giggling and batting their lashes.

At the front stood Minji Kang—the Track Star, one of the untouchable beauties of the academy.

Big doe eyes. Plump, glossy lips. And a body built to break relationships.

Her breasts strained against her hoodie—round, heavy mounds that bounced with every breath she took.

Her hips... goddamn...

Rumors said she had never dated anyone—not because she couldn't, but because she never found a man worthy of her virginity.

Until today.

Minji had heard whispers all morning—

A new transfer student... hotter than any idol on TV... tall, handsome... a cold face that could make even the teachers' panties wet.

She came to take a look out of curiosity.

But when her eyes landed on him...

Something snapped inside her.

Her whole life, she had ignored confessions and turned down boys without a second thought—yet now, this man... this nobody... made her thighs clench beneath her skirt.

Was it lust? Maybe.

But for better pronunciation, let's call it love at first sight.

He was exactly the type of man who could break a proud princess like her—

...and Minji wanted to be broken.

She licked her glossy lips, chest rising as she stepped closer.

"Joon-oppa~ you're the new transfer student, right?"

He didn't even look at her.

"Yeah."

Her heart fluttered at the sheer indifference in his voice.

No one had ever treated her like this.

Minji's lashes fluttered.

"I heard you're going home... Oppa, Minji runs faster than leopards. Would you like to watch me run on the track first?"

Her tone was syrupy sweet, but every girl in the class knew exactly what she was offering.

Watching Minji Kang run was a feast for the eyes—her tits bouncing, her ass jiggling in those tight black shorts, and those sweaty white legs...

She had made dozens of boys fall in love just by giving them a front-row seat to her afternoon jog.

Joon leaned back in his chair, eyes finally flicking toward her.

His gaze traveled lazily from her pretty doll-like face...

...down to the heavy curves barely contained beneath her hoodie...

...then to the thighs squeezed into those tiny shorts.

For a moment, Minji's breath caught.

Was he interested?

Would he say yes?

Her heart pounded in her chest—her virgin pussy already starting to dampen at the thought of showing off for him... letting him claim her later, at least after she would test him for two years.

But then—

"No."

It was like someone had poured ice water over her head.

"W-What...?"

"I'm busy."

Joon stood up without sparing her another glance.

Her glossy lips parted, cheeks flushing bright red.

A hot knot twisted in her stomach—part humiliation, part... something interesting.

"He rejected me."

Minji had never been rejected before.

Ever.

But the burn of his indifference made her thighs squeeze together under her skirt.

Why does it feel so good...?

As Joon walked away, the System's cold voice whispered in his mind.

[Minji Kang's Corruption Level +3%]

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After some time.

It took him fifteen minutes to reach the local gym.

The world outside was a blessing in disguise—especially for someone like Joon Han.

Women here... they were different.

Bigger breasts. Thicker thighs. Fat asses that jiggled like they were made to be fucked.

Even a random woman walking down the street looked like she belonged on the cover of Playboy.

The government's pollution control policy had reduced the number of cars on the streets, forcing women to walk more... and those bouncy, sweaty curves swaying under tight skirts were enough to make any man wish for global warming.

His cock twitched in his pants as he passed a pair of college girls giggling in short skirts.

This world is a fucking paradise.

He reached the gym, a small, unassuming place tucked between a laundromat and a convenience store.

The glass door creaked open, releasing the musky scent of sweat and cheap air fresheners.

The gym wasn't fancy, just a few worn-out machines, mirrors lining every wall, but none of that mattered.

Because she was here.

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[ Yuri Nam ]

Age: 35

Destiny Points: 200

Role : Personal Trainer, Gym Giant

Fetish: Shota, Underage Boys

Status: Married, Not Satisfied

Sex Partner: 1 ( Husband)

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Yuri Nam.

Joon's cock stirred in his pants the moment his eyes locked onto her.

She was built like a walking wet dream.

Thick, creamy thighs wrapped in tight black compression leggings.

Her huge fucking tits strained against a white sports bra, the outlines of her nipples poking through the damp fabric.

Her toned stomach glistened with sweat, and her long brown ponytail clung to the back of her neck.

A MILF in her prime. Married, but unsatisfied.

Just the way he liked them.

Yuri leaned against the counter, chewing gum slowly—like she knew every man who walked in wanted to bend her over the nearest bench.

Her smoky brown eyes flicked up, locking onto him.

"You're the new member who registered online, right?"

Her husky voice sent a jolt straight to his cock.

Joon swallowed hard, eyes glued to her tits.

"Yeah... Ms. Yuri."

Yuri's lips curved into a slow, predatory smile.

The woman stretched out her hand, snow-white skin glistening with sweat.

Joon's throat went dry.

Even her fucking hands were sexy.

He shook it, her grip firm, fingers lingering longer than necessary.

For a second, he imagined those fingers wrapping around his cock.

Goddamn... this world might be cursed, but the women are ten out of ten.

Yuri's eyes flicked down, scanning his body, like a wolf sizing up its prey.

"Pfft... You don't look like much."

Her voice was teasing, but her eyes said something else.

"But that's why I'm here, right? I specialize in... personal attention."

Her hand brushed against his chest—soft fingers tracing the muscle beneath his shirt.

Joon's cock throbbed against his jeans.

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[ Ding! Destiny Target has taken an interest in Host. ]

[ Target Detected: Yuri Nam ]

[ Lust Gauge: 10% ]

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Yuri's smile sharpened, like she could smell his hard-on.

"I charge 70,000 won a month... two hours a day. But if you're lucky, I might stretch it a little longer... depending on how obedient you are."

Her tongue flicked across her glossy lips.

Joon smirked, hiding the fire burning in his crotch.

"I'd rather work with a pro. Money's not an issue."

Yuri's eyes glinted.

Oh... she likes cocky little shits.

"Follow me, pretty boy."

She turned, hips swaying, her fat ass jiggling with every step.

Joon followed like an obedient puppy, eyes glued to that thick, sweaty MILF ass.

This wasn't just some gym, it was heaven.

And he was about to become the happiest loser in heaven.

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[ Destiny Target, Yuri realizes someone is staring at her ass. She quickens her pace to fluster the Host. ]

[ Yuri Nam's Lust Gauge: 15% ]

[ Corruption Level: 2% ]

[ ... ]

Joon smirked.

"Yes... this is the life I love. All hail the pornwha world."

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( End Of The Chapter)