I’m the Only Male Knight in a Chastity-Reversed World, and When I Enrolled in a Female Knight Academy, I Somehow Got Treated Like a Hero — Dominating with an Unparalleled Skill That Makes Me Stronger the More Sex I Have - 1

Chapter 1: Awakening the Unparalleled Skill ♡

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“Haaa… What a magnificent cock… ♡”

The blonde, blue-eyed sister gazed ecstatically with an enraptured expression at my erect shaft right in front of her as I sat on the bed.

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Men are supposed to protect women. In the modern era where gender equality is proclaimed, this might seem outdated, but in the past, this value was rooted in the hearts of many people.

But that was the story of my previous world. In the world I was in now, it was women who were supposed to protect men. Society was driven by women, and men were mere accessories. Free will was not recognized, and living as one pleased was fundamentally not allowed.

It was a world with values completely opposite to the one I came from, but what made this possible was the existence of magic and skills in this world. To use magic, one needed to refine the mana within the body, but women had overwhelmingly more mana compared to men.

With mana, many things became possible. One could produce fire or cultivate land. Enhancing physical abilities to several times their original level was also easy. Additionally, almost everyone manifested some kind of skill upon reaching adulthood.

In contrast, men had only enough mana to barely use daily life magic, and even when skills rarely manifested, they were nothing impressive. Women went out to work, and men stayed at home. That was the value system of this world, and everyone accepted it as a matter of course.

Why was I able to notice this difference?

It was because I had memories of my previous life. Around the time I turned ten, I unexpectedly recalled them after hitting my head. I had been born in Japan and raised amid the values from the Heisei to Reiwa eras. And now, I was living as Kreto Brightblade in an orphanage on the frontier of the Aldnoa Kingdom.

In this world where women held higher value, men were treated as rejects and often abandoned. I was no exception and was an orphan. I had no memory of my parents’ faces. The orphanage housed young boys in similar circumstances, living under the care of sisters. The boys at the orphanage would each go their separate ways upon reaching adulthood at sixteen. That said, men without status had few options for how to live.

If lucky, they became servants to nobles. Otherwise, they ended up as bottom-tier laborers or in brothels. Being bought out by a noble was considered the most fortunate outcome. But I didn’t want to become either.

There was an incident that made me strongly aware of that. Once, there was a boy who left the orphanage and found employment in a noble’s mansion. He had delicate features, refined looks, and a good personality, admired by everyone at the orphanage. Everyone thought he would live happily. But one day, I learned the truth.

Not long after being bought out, he had died. He had been turned into a noble’s sex slave, tormented in body and soul until he wasted away. Upon learning that, I thought to myself.

To survive in this world, I need to gain power and rise up.

I had to become the one doing it, not the one being done to. In this world, strength was revered above all, and graduating from a knight academy to become a knight was considered the most honorable way to live.

Just like the women of the world, I decided to aim to become a knight. But no man had ever become a knight. There was the value that men should stay at home, and fundamentally, they were overwhelmingly inferior in mana and skills. If I compared it to my previous world, it was like a female professional athlete challenging male professionals and trying to win. Normally, it would be an impossible dream. But I couldn’t give up. If things continued like this, my life would eventually reach a dead end.

In such a situation, one day, a ray of hope shone through. I was called to a sister’s room. The sister took in and raised orphans, but in the shadows, she secretly indulged her sexual desires by devouring her favorite boys. Having taken over from the previous sister and becoming one in her late twenties, her joy in life was devouring boys who were still budding.

I too fell prey to her fangs. In terms of power, men couldn’t oppose women. Like the other orphans, there was nothing I could do. She sat me on the bed and removed my pants. When she pulled down my underwear, what had been hidden was exposed. Seeing it, the sister wore an enraptured expression.

“So big… ♡ This looks like a cock that’ll be really satisfying to eat… ♡”

Apparently, mine was quite large compared to the average person. It was fairly big even by previous world standards, but more than that, the average size for men in this world seemed considerably small.

“It’s rare to come across something this impressive. I really should have a taste before shipping you off to a brothel or a noble’s mansion… ♪”

With smooth finger work, she stroked it, and contrary to my will, my penis swelled up. She took the fully engorged thing into her mouth without hesitation.

“Nn…So big… ♪”

Slurp…! Gluck…! Slurp…!

She took the enlarged shaft deep into her throat and sucked vigorously. Enveloped in the warm mucous membrane of her mouth, pleasure inevitably surged up.

“Uah…”

“Nfu. Don’t hold back, just let it out~”

She said while looking up at me and soon, I hit my limit. A shock like my hips lifting struck, and I unleashed what I’d built up.

Spurt! Throb throb…!

“Nn…!?”

A massive amount of white fluid gushed out. The sister widened her eyes in surprise but accepted it all.

“Haa… ♡ You came so much.”

Spitting the seed accumulated in her mouth onto her palm, the sister looked at my still unrelenting thing in astonishment.

“Even after cumming this much, it’s still rock hard…! What a naughty cock. It needs a lot more punishment… ♪”

Saying that, she stripped off her own clothes. Her firm, ample breasts were exposed. She laid me on my back and straddled me. Gripping my protruding shaft in her palm, she lowered herself onto it.

“Oh…!? So thick…! So big… ♪”

The sister rolled her eyes and let out a moan.

“Ufufu. I won’t let you sleep tonight, okay?”

From there, the one-sided exploitation continued. That day, I was violated by the sister multiple times on the bed. If that was all, it would have ended as a bitter memory. But…

After the act ended, I noticed a change in my body. Power surged through my entire body more than before the act. At that moment, I realized I had manifested a skill. The skill I had acquired was this.

By engaging in sexual intercourse, I could absorb part of the partner’s mana. If I repeated this, I could become stronger. The more sexual intercourse I performed, the more my internal mana would amplify. Even though I was born as a man, matching a woman’s strength wouldn’t be a fleeting dream for me. 

To do that, I needed to go through numerous sexual encounters. From that day, I decided to couple with the sister. In this world, men basically didn’t seek sexual intercourse themselves. Men feared women and harbored a faint sense of disgust toward them. That was why she was probably delighted that I actively seduced her.

The sister happily accepted my offer, and we overlapped bodies almost every night. Just by working hard normally, I could never match women. To overturn that gap, overwhelming power was needed. I’d do anything for that. Not just coupling, I didn’t neglect physical training either.

Every single day without fail, I swung the sword to my limits. My palms became tattered, calluses formed and burst repeatedly. Still, I didn’t stop. Effort that could pierce even rock… Only by accumulating that my dream could be realized.

One day, the sister found out I had been practicing swordsmanship. She flew into a rage like blazing fire. Boys with delicate builds and refined features sold for high prices. From her perspective, she wanted me to become a demure, refined man, yet I was secretly training my body intensely with sword practice. She was both surprised and frustrated. I confessed to the sister that I wanted to become a knight in the future and she dismissed that confession with a laugh.

“There’s no way a man could become a knight, right? Know your place.”

“But if I’m stronger than any female knight, there should be a possibility.”

“Men have no choices in life. Men are inferior in everything to women. They can only live as accessories to women.”

The sister said that coldly, then..

“…Really. Whatever influenced you to think that.”

She spat out irritably. Without memories of my previous life, the current me wouldn’t exist. I would have unquestioningly swallowed the values presented by the sister and society. I would have walked a life of mere exploitation.

The sister ordered me to quit sword training for good. The power of my life and death was in her hands. On the surface, I pretended to obey, but secretly continued sword training. The sister, satisfied that I had obediently listened, doted on me as before.

“Fufu. You just need to listen only to what I say.”

At night, the sister wore a heated, enraptured expression while straddling me completely nude. She swung her hips vigorously, chasing after pleasure. Having subdued me, she must have been utterly pleased.

But, I murmured in my heart.

It’s not you exploiting me. It’s me. The more our skin overlaps, the more I absorb power and grow stronger. No matter what, I’ll become a knight.

For that, I wouldn’t mind getting dirty. And so, I spent my days harboring dark thoughts in my chest without letting them extinguish.

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