Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

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[Dungeon Cleared]

[Contribution 94.33% MVP Kelly]

[Others – Lucas]"

"To call me 'Others,' that's too much," I muttered, feeling a twinge of annoyance at being labeled as such.

"Well, did you think you could catch up with a B-Rank hunter from the start?" Kelly teased, her tone playful.

"We'll see," I replied, determined to prove myself.

"Oh, we should take a commemorative Dawnstar3 picture," Kelly suggested, pulling out her smartphone. She raised it high, as if preparing to take a selfie with me by her side.

*Click*

"Why don't you take a picture of Lucas? If you want to take a picture for Dawnstar, this is the only time you can use your phone," a voice chimed in.

I turned to see who had spoken, realizing it was one of the dungeon workers. Now was the perfect opportunity to capture a photo for social media, as the dismantling of the dungeon provided a unique backdrop.

"Sure, why not?" I agreed, even though I wasn't particularly fond of social media. But if it meant capturing a commemorative shot, I was willing to make an exception.

As we posed for the photo, I pondered what tags to include for the post.

"#FirstDungeonClearCelebration #SexBitchCollector

#DontIgnoreUs #GoblinSexBitchFarm (Status: S-Rank)"

With these vague thoughts in mind, I smiled alongside Kelly, who flashed a 'V' sign for the camera.

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Emerging from the dungeon, I noticed that there were more people gathered outside than when we had entered. It appeared that the locals had been anxiously awaiting our safe return, relieved to see us unharmed.

"Now you can relax," Kelly reassured them, effortlessly assuming the role of a seasoned hunter.

"Thank you, students," one of the residents expressed their gratitude. "Our children had to pass through here, and we were worried about monsters..."

"They are a well-behaved beautiful couple," another resident commented, admiring our presence.

While the locals interacted with Kelly, I stood awkwardly, unsure of how to respond. Kelly, however, handled the situation with grace and reassurance, as if it were her duty as a hunter.

"Just a moment, let me check your hunter licenses," a group of men in black suits approached us, their purpose clear. Hunter licenses? I realized I didn't possess one.

"Leave it to me," Kelly whispered to me, subtly showing her own license. "They are from the Hunter Bureau. I'll handle the paperwork, so you go ahead."

"Oh, alright. Thank you," I replied, grateful for her assistance.

"See you tomorrow!" Kelly called out cheerfully as I made my way forward.

The aftercare seemed to be well taken care of. This world of professional hunters was more than just a high-paying part-time job; it held greater significance both socially and personally.

"Ultimately, this is also a cutthroat competition society," I mused to myself, reflecting on the nature of this world. In a society where college entrance exams didn't exist, it was normal for individuals like Kelly, who possessed a slender physique, to wield a sword and venture into dungeons infested with monsters.

And here I was, unexpectedly finding myself in such a place, armed with seemingly fraudulent abilities that others might deem cowardly. Did it make me happy? Not exactly. But truthfully, I enjoyed the fact that life seemed to be on easy mode. After all, who doesn't appreciate a little ease and convenience?

Balancing my extraordinary and vulgar abilities while maintaining a safe distance from others proved to be quite challenging. However, I had come to realize the usefulness of my "Sex Bitch Collector" ability in protecting my beloved little sisters and future wife (not a harem). That was my primary concern now.

Following Academy 3rd Street and turning into the right alley, I arrived at our two-story standalone residence with a distinct red roof and an attached yard. It was our home, a place filled with warmth and love.

As I parked my bike in its usual spot, I noticed something peculiar—there was no lock. I couldn't help but wonder if bike theft was nonexistent in this world. I vaguely recalled that there hadn't been a lock even when I first took the bike out.

(A big brother should act like a big brother. Don't come home. I'll kill you if you do.)

(If you come in, I'll kill you. I'm not kidding.)

...

I sighed, knowing that I would soon be facing Mila, my younger sister. Her warnings were always intense, to say the least.

"Big brother~!"

"Luna?"

A sweet voice called out, instantly melting away my worries. Luna, my black-haired, doe-eyed little sister with an SS-Rank beauty, was watering the garden in dolphin shorts. Despite my best efforts, my gaze involuntarily wandered to her long, slender legs.

The outfit she wore seemed to test my patience. What if someone were to kidnap Luna? The thought alone filled me with extreme anxiety.

"What's got your attention? Yah!"

"Aah! Don't spray me!"

"This is the only outfit I had that doesn't smell!"

"Hehe."

"Gotcha!"

"Kyaa!"

Playfully, I grabbed Luna and lifted her up, causing water to spill from the watering can.

In the midst of our playful interaction, Luna's white tank top revealed a black lace bra underneath.

'...What am I doing?'

I quickly snapped out of my momentary lapse.

"Big brother, you're a pervert."

"I swear, I didn't mean to."

As we reenacted cheesy love comedy scenes, I locked eyes with Mila, my blonde younger sister, who was glaring coldly at me from the second-floor window.

Eek.

This felt like a horror game, sending a chill down my spine.

"Didn't Mila mention that she'd kill me?"

"Ahaha..."

Luna chuckled, seemingly unfazed by the situation.

"Big brother, cheer up!"

She was right. I needed to toughen up. I was supposed to be the one who set things straight in this household, so it wouldn't do to rely on Luna for help. I couldn't afford to be a coward. With newfound determination, I confidently walked into the entrance.

'It's cold...'

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