Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

"No? What if Luna doesn't come? Big brother might be late and get penalty points? Then the family could fall apart, and society could collapse…"

Lucas's voice trembled as his anxious thoughts spilled out in rapid succession, his brow furrowed in genuine distress. His usually composed expression crumbled, exposing the raw turmoil spinning inside his mind. Luna, unable to resist, let out a soft chuckle that danced like bells in the morning air.

"Okay, I'll make sure to come wake you up."

Lucas's face lit up as though the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders. Relief flooded his features, and his boyish smile radiated so brightly that Luna felt a strange flutter in her chest.

A warm sensation spread through her, tickling all the way to her womb, leaving her strangely flustered. Her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks grew faintly pink. She pressed a hand against her chest, as if to steady herself, but the thought that followed sent an unexpected shiver down her spine.

Suddenly, she was seized by an eerie premonition, an image of countless women, their eyes shining with admiration, lining up in a procession to become her brother's wives. They whispered words of adoration, their gazes fixed on Lucas like moths drawn to light.

'Still, I am one of only two in this world, the younger sister of my big brother.'

A spark of pride ignited in her heart, warming her resolve. No matter how many others came into his life, no one could replace her unique bond with him.

I can continue to be by my big brother's side.

'Right, big brother?'

….

The black droplet pattern on my crisp white shirt and the ribbon tied neatly at my collar caught the light as I stepped out of the house. My uniform, carefully mended by Luna, fit perfectly today.

'Nothing unusual about the attire.'

With that thought, I adjusted my sleeves and glanced at my reflection in the glass of a nearby window. Sharp features, flawless skin, and eyes that seemed to pierce through the soul, no wonder Luna worried about hordes of admirers.

As I approached the academy, the noise of excited chatter hit me like a wave.

"Ah, there's the senior!"

"Is it true that you collect Pocket Pussy's?"

"Please hug me!"

The sudden burst of feminine voices rang out, catching me off guard. The number of female students gathered near the entrance had grown since yesterday, and their sparkling eyes locked onto me like predators spotting prey.

Normally, a title like 'Pocket Pussy Collector' would send someone plummeting to the depths of social rejection, their name whispered in disgust. But when it came to me, Lucas, the face genius, it was treated like an amusing quirk, a charming eccentricity.

'It really pays to be good-looking.'

"Alright, line up. Get in line."

My voice carried a calm authority, and the girls responded immediately, scrambling to form an orderly queue.

"Eek! I'm number one. Please hug me!"

Without hesitation, I granted her request, wrapping my arms around her in a quick, tight hug. She let out a squeal of delight, clutching her uniform as if trying to preserve the lingering warmth.

It wasn't a bad feeling to have attractive girls fawning over me. Their soft cheeks brushed against my shoulder, and their shy glances made the atmosphere strangely addictive. But even I could sense this level of enthusiasm might be pushing the limits of normal behavior.

Just as I started wondering how I was supposed to deal with the growing crowd, a sudden ripple passed through the group.

"Lucas."

The clear, commanding voice sliced through the commotion like a knife. The girls stepped back instinctively, their gazes snapping toward the new arrival.

Kyelli, the student council president of Acadia Academy, stood at the edge of the gathering.

Her presence alone demanded attention. Dressed in form-fitting white pants and a tailored black jacket, her outfit emphasized every curve, exuding elegance and control. Her silver hair cascaded down her back, catching the sunlight like threads of spun silk, and her sharp blue eyes fixed on me with an expression bordering on disapproval.

For a brief moment, I let my eyes wander, taking in the way her poised figure radiated authority. Even the slight pout of her lips, barely visible under her stern demeanor, made her all the more alluring.

Her gaze didn't waver.

"Unnecessary physical contact between the sexes is not allowed. Violating the rules in front of the academy, you've got some nerve."

Her voice was crisp, cutting through the air, yet every word carried a layer of heat beneath the ice. She didn't shout, but the weight of her reprimand made the surrounding girls flinch.

My instincts told me this wasn't just about rules. Her eyes flickered with something more than disapproval, a faint irritation that made her lips tighten, yet her posture remained flawless.

Still, she was undeniably gorgeous. Even as she stood there scolding me, I couldn't bring myself to resent her. If anything, the mix of annoyance and elegance made her all the more irresistible.

'So that's how it is.'

Was this what the ordinary female students had felt just moments ago when they looked at me? An admiration so overwhelming it left no room for complaints?

I took a breath and let a soft, deliberate smile tug at my lips.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I'm sorry, President."

Her eyes narrowed as if doubting my sincerity, but before she could press further, she turned her attention to the gathered crowd.

"What are you all looking at? Disperse! If you gather like this again for such a purpose, you'll be penalized!"

The girls broke out in nervous chatter, but one sharp look from Kyelli sent them scattering like leaves in the wind. Even those who hesitated quickly grabbed their bags and hurried off, occasionally glancing back with lingering regret.

I watched as the crowd thinned out, leaving Kyelli standing tall amidst the aftermath. Her blue eyes flicked back to me, sharp yet filled with layers I couldn't quite decipher.

Impressive. Truly a student council president heroine.

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