Vol. 1 Chapter 4 – Item Box

After returning to his dorm room, he sat down in the chair facing his desk.

Unlike the banquet from the previous night, dinner in the dining hall had been completely ordinary, and it had apparently been prepared by the cooks.

Since this was, nominally, a self-governing student dormitory, the commuting cooks only prepared breakfast and dinner. Apart from that, cleaning inside the dorm and each resident’s laundry were left to the students themselves.

The new dorm residents, in particular, were responsible for cleaning the hallways and the first-floor area.

Since he had already been living an almost entirely independent life, he had no issue with that.

He had finished taking an early bath and had already completed his preparations for the next day.

On his desk lay the two crystals he had found in his uniform pocket after returning to the classroom from Rashoumon.

He rolled them around in his right hand.

Embedded in the center of his palm was something similar to the crystals on the desk, though each one differed slightly from the others.

His tattered uniform had been restored to its original brand-new state, and Seiichi and the others, who should have died, had also returned to normal.

If that was the case, then what exactly were these things he had brought back from the dungeon, the things that had dropped from Seiichi and the others?

He remained seated in his chair, mulling it over for a while.

Well, it was probably a trivial issue but he had forgotten which crystal belonged to Seiichi and which belonged to Mai.

He could simply ask them directly while consulting them about it.

Even though they had left the bath at the same time, they still had not returned to the room.

Bored, he was just beginning to consider conducting a destruction experiment to test how durable the crystals were when there was a knock at the door.

“Yo, sorry to keep you waiting.”

“No problem.”

He turned around with a spanner in one hand and saw Seiichi poking only his head through the doorway, while Shizuka had apparently been shoved from behind and sent into the room.

He was taken by surprise but Shizuka looked just as startled when she noticed the blunt weapon in his hand. In fact, her face was twitching.

“For now, I brought her here for you, so I’ll leave the rest to you, okay?”

“Hmm.”

Wasn’t the boys’ dorm basically off-limits to girls?

Besides, if she had no memory of the dungeon, then he and Shizuka should not have been close enough for this kind of relationship either.

“I recommend getting it over with quickly. Apparently, it’s customary for the seniors to have first dibs, after all. Well then, I’ll be going over there, so see you in class tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

The fact that he was wearing his uniform probably meant he had no intention of coming back tomorrow morning either.

Staying out overnight right after the entrance ceremony. He was quite the outlaw of a roommate.

Even after the door was closed, Shizuka remained standing there alone at the entrance, also dressed in her uniform.

For students, uniforms were formal wear, so wearing them when going out was only proper.

However, judging from the flow of the conversation, it probably meant she was staying here until morning.

Before he could even worry about whether he was mentally prepared, he simply had no idea what was going on and was at a loss for how to respond.

“……Um, good evening.”

“Good evening.”

He returned her greeting for the time being but the silence that followed was painfully heavy.

With her head still lowered and her hands clasped tightly together, Shizuka stood there stiffly until he had her sit in Seiichi’s chair.

“To be honest, I don’t really understand what’s going on, but may I confirm something?”

“……Yes.”

“Did you come to stay over for the purpose of having sex with me, Shizuka?”

There was no point in being vague, so he threw the question straight at her.

Shizuka shrank in on herself as if she were about to disappear, then nodded and said yes.

Touma had heard that girls were ahead of boys their own age in various ways, but this was far too sudden.

“Please……test whether I am……to your liking, Touma-kun……”

While she was still sitting in the chair, he took hold of the hand she had tried to use to lift the front of her skirt by herself.

It was the same pattern as inside the dungeon.

From Shizuka’s body, now close to his, came the clean scent of soap.

He remembered their union inside the dungeon and felt dizzy for a moment.

“It’s the same line.”

“……Eh?”

“『I won’t be any trouble』right? That’s what comes next.”

Even with her hand being held, Shizuka’s dark smile had not disappeared but now her face turned pale.

“……No way, Touma-kun……”

“Let’s talk for a bit.”

And since they were already talking, he figured it would be helpful if she could teach him a few things too.

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“……Then, this is mine?”

“Yeah. Sorry, but I don’t know how to return it.”

I gently reached out and touched Touma-kun’s right palm, which he had held out facing the ceiling.

Piercing through his skin and flesh, embedded inside his palm, was my heart’s crystal.

It was the price I should have offered as part of the transaction to enroll in this Toyoashihara Academy.

It was not as if I had accepted the contract after fully understanding everything but if it meant I could escape from the place I had been in until now, I had not hesitated.

Looking at the result, I had been sold by my family.

My father and brothers, who were not related to me by blood, had forced me to endure acts of brutality that were the complete opposite of familial affection.

By the time I became aware of things, I could no longer even see my mother as family.

It had been such a world of suffering that I did not care what I had to pay as the price, as long as I could go somewhere else.

Even if what waited for me there was the same world of suffering as before, at the very least, I would be able to choose the other party myself.

That was what I had thought.

“Let’s try gouging it out.”

“Eh? No, that’s a little……”

Touma-kun, who had pulled out a knife from somewhere and placed it against his right hand, was completely serious.

Or rather, since he always had a serious face, it was hard to tell how serious he really was, which troubled me.

The highly transparent crystal had completely fused with Touma-kun’s flesh and it even looked as if blood was flowing through it.

When I touched his hand, it was warm.

Even without anyone telling me, I could understand that this was a part of my heart.

Something precious to me had become one with Touma-kun.

Surely, this indescribable sense of relief, as if I were being enveloped, was not just my imagination.

“But what should we do about this……”

Female students in particular were taught various things before the boys, because they were apparently strongly affected.

Not only through supplementary lessons from the teachers, but also in detail from the senior girls in the girls’ dorm.

Things like how to handle boys and the unspoken rules.

Since it was the element most likely to cause trouble in school life, it was apparently a tradition to explain it on the first day of moving into the dorm.

The senior girls in the girls’ dorm had also told us secrets that would absolutely never be taught in the academy’s classes.

So that we could protect ourselves by ourselves.

“Touma-kun, have you shown this to anyone?”

It had ended up embedded in a conspicuous place like his palm, but I thought no one would notice unless they shook hands with him.

Surely no one would expect him to have something like this attached to his hand.

“No. I thought about consulting Seiichi but Shizuka came instead.”

“Um, I’m sorry……”

I had been coaxed by Seiichi-kun into coming here for a night visit, so when it was pointed out again, my face turned red once more.

He had said,『I’ll take you there, so go serve him as much as you can and make sure he likes you.』

Touma-kun also looked completely calm, but even now, the front of his pants had been bulging the whole time.

Was the reason I felt happy because the experience I had spilled out inside the dungeon was being transmitted through his right hand?

Even if Touma-kun lost control right now and pushed me down, I might not be able to resist at all.

Before we both ended up that way, we had to talk properly.

“Touma-kun……you mustn’t show that right hand to anyone. No, I want you not to show it to anyone.”

Ahh, enough already. I could no longer let go of Touma-kun’s right hand and I was the one who was losing control.

It might be because I was already owned but I wanted the one who owned that to be Touma-kun.

“I…… already…… became yours, Touma-kun…… didn’t I?”

“Understood, so let’s calm down.”

Even though he said that, our faces were already close enough that we were practically embracing.

I had thought his face looked scary but his eyes were incredibly beautiful.

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When he came back to his senses, they were kissing on the chair.

Shizuka had been holding his right hand and he had thought she was gradually becoming dazed and dreamy, but before he knew it, their conversation had brought them face-to-face at close range.

She seemed to know all sorts of things, so he had wanted her to teach him a little more.

As Shizuka leaned unsteadily against him, almost as if entrusting her weight to him, he placed his left hand against her and pulled her close.

“Touma-kun……”

Moist eyes and a flushed face.

From her black hair as it softly came undone, mixed with the floral scent of conditioner, Shizuka’s own scent, the same as back in the dungeon, hung thickly in the air.

“Shizuka, calm down.”

“I want you…… to call my name more……”

She pressed her body against him as if straddling his lap.

It was like there was nothing to be done or like a switch had been flipped on.

Like a perfectly prepared meal had been served right up to his mouth with an『aah.』

Shizuka, who had been gazing at him with moist eyes, suddenly lowered her gaze.

She released the hand that had been wrapped around his right hand, then moved it straight downward and began stroking the top of the tent with her palm.

“Shizuka.”

“Ah……”

He held her close, gathered her legs behind the knees, and lifted her up.

Honestly, he felt as though he might lose control far too easily, and he knew it would be wrong to leave even the second time entirely to Shizuka’s lead.

He laid her down on his bed, climbed onto it after her, and pulled off the sweatshirt he used as dorm wear.

The fact that he had even taken off his underwear in the heat of the moment probably meant he was more flustered than he realized.

Shizuka’s fingertips reached out timidly, finding his penis with surprising accuracy before gently gripping it.

He felt as if he might reach his limit at any moment, so he could only hope she would forgive him.

Undressing Shizuka from her blazer began to look like an ordeal.

He removed the ribbon at her neck, then began undoing the buttons of her blouse one by one from the top.

Even while his hands fumbled, Shizuka kept both hands wrapped around his penis, her fingertips slowly stroking it as if peeling back the tip.

Her breasts, wrapped in a white, modest yet cute bra, were probably quite large for our age.

Since Touma did not know how to take it off, he touched them by sandwiching them from both sides with his hands.

“Ah……”

At Shizuka’s lovely cry, strength gathered tightly in her fingertips.

As if guided by the reaction of those fingers, Touma slipped his hands into her bra from below and began kneading her breasts.

While he rubbed the firm little nipple that answered his touch with the fingertips of both hands, his penis, having passed its limit, was leaking ejaculation inside Shizuka’s fingers.

Shizuka seemed to reach her peak together with him, trembling her hips as she held his shaft and pressed her palm firmly against the glans, continuing to guide the first spurt.

While pinching on the nipple protruding from the bra that had been pushed up to the tops of her breasts, Touma slipped both hands deep inside her skirt and grabbed her panties.

“Nn……”

From Shizuka-san’s hips, which she had lifted for him, the smooth, pleasant-to-the-touch white panties slipped off.

Even while Shizuka-san was being undressed, she still would not let go of the penis with her fingers, even though it had already ejaculated and it was difficult because it was still maintaining its hardness, as if there were a core inside it.

If they got wrinkled, Shizuka-san would be troubled tomorrow and Touma had no idea when the second round might burst out and dirty them.

Touma took his penis away from the sorrowful-looking Shizuka-san and began removing all of her clothes.

At the sight of Shizuka-san’s completely naked body, which he was seeing for the first time, the freed penis  jerked upward.

The reaction was so animalistic that even he almost laughed at himself.

On top of the sheets, Shizuka-san exposed herself in the same form she had been born in, writhing in a position where she had been captured by him as he loomed over her on all fours.

Since inside the dungeon Touma had only been allowed to taste her reproductive organ at pinpoint range but now, he slowly looked over Shizuka-san’s plump, soft body with a lewd gaze.

Before he knew it, his penis had been held again and under Shizuka-san’s guidance, it drew closer to the base of her thighs.

She opened her own female parts, where the pubic hair had grown in fully, exposing the wetly gleaming membrane hole illuminated by the bedside light.

“Touma… kun, slowly… slowly.”

“Yeah.”

He fitted his penis into Shizuka-san’s pussy, as she repeated those heated words like delirious muttering.

The folds at the entrance stretched fully into an O shape.

The way she kept gripping the base of the penis tightly with her palm was the same as during our first experience in the dungeon.

Touma pushed the part beyond into the hot, muddy depths of her womb.

Unable to endure the sticky sensation that alone felt like it might make him ejaculate, he began moving in and out.

Every time the glands slipped out, the inner folds at the entrance flipped back and the feeling of pushing it in again was pleasant.

Because the insertion felt as though the penis was sucking on Shizuka-san’s pussy, the obscene, realistic nuppu nuppu sounds continued.

Touma nearly ejaculated once but Shizuka-san’s fingers gripping the base acted like a training brace for sex, holding back the release.

Shizuka-san’s breasts, as she arched back with her chin thrust upward, swayed left and right with a tapun tapun, her nipples standing erect.

Once the sensation of cumming had faded, he felt unsatisfied, so he loosened Shizuka-san’s fingers and had her release the limiter.

“Hih.”

With the first thrust that slid deep inside, Shizuka-san spread both legs to their limit and arched back.

As if confirming the sensation, Touma pressed his hips all the way to the base, held himself tightly against her and rocked, then stroked Shizuka-san’s cheek as she wore a dazed expression.

The way she licked around her mouth was adorable and with his finger still in her mouth, Touma resumed moving his penis in and out.

He does not remember when the second ejaculation came out.

With Shizuka-san’s legs still wrapped around the back of his waist, even now, with the third ejaculation close, he continued moving his hips without pulling out.

When he pulled out the fingertips that had been playing with Shizuka-san’s tongue, they embraced and pressed their lips together.

He had gotten a little used to the brain-numbing pleasure of tangling their tongues together.

To Shizuka-san, who seemed reluctant to let her tongue part from his, he told her clearly.

“I want to cum.”

With a soft『nn』Shizuka-san nodded obediently, then firmly wrapped her legs around his waist again and lifted her hips so that it would be easier for him to thrust into her.

Touma began forcefully moving in and out of Shizuka-san’s pussy, which was already swallowing him stickily all the way to the base, using the full span from tip to base.

The bed creaked with a gishi gishi, and the white, string-like mucus clinging to the shaft of the penis had risen in a ring around Shizuka-san’s pussy like cream.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, Touma-kun, Touma-kun…!”

Touma thrust his hips forward, pulled in tightly by Shizuka-san’s legs and released his third ejaculation into her sticky, tightening womb.

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“That is… it may be a little late to ask now, but…”

Touma scratched his cheek awkwardly and Shizuka-san, who had been starting to doze off, tilted her head slightly.

“I’m sorry for finishing inside you.”

That really was something incredibly late to say at this point, so Shizuka-san gave a small smile.

Touma and Seiichi’s room on the third floor of Kokuusou was filled with a dense sexual smell.

On Touma’s bed, illuminated by the bed-board light, Shizuka-san lay completely naked and face down on the sheets, while Touma was straddling her hips, his penis thrust into her crotch.

The shadows of the moonlight streaming in through the window showed how much time had passed.

Shizuka-san had gone hazy and partway through, so she was no longer sure just how many times Touma had poured his semen into her womb.

The only thing she remembered was that, while the endlessly curious Touma had changed positions again and again, he had not pulled out even once.

Even now, the inside of her womb was being filled without the slightest gap by Touma’s thing, and the deepest part of her vagina was being pushed upward as if being kneaded.

In that state, loosened from the entrance all the way to the depths of her body, Shizuka-san accepted everything amid the comfort and pleasure that continued to smolder like embers.

The hand that had been softly kneading her breasts through the sheets was withdrawn and with an『nn』 she took the finger offered in front of her into her mouth.

The springs creaked and the penis peeking out from the valley of Shizuka-san’s rear repeatedly swelled as it spasmed.

Even though no more cum-bearing fluid was coming out, it was undoubtedly the reaction of climax.

The penis continued arching even after releasing its semen, to the point that Shizuka-san wondered whether he was really feeling that good inside her.

She was flipped over onto her back and Touma, sitting cross-legged, lifted her up by the waist as if scooping her into his arms.

The penis, fitted tightly all the way to the base, had inevitably made her accustomed to Touma’s shape, so there was no pain.

“Ahh…”

When he hugged her back tightly, a voice naturally slipped from her at the peace that lay beyond the pleasure.

He soothed her as though calming a child on his lap.

It was not sex driven by libido but an embrace like they were sharing warmth with each other.

“Shizuka. Are you really going to stay in this room toda…”

Touma’s words, asking whether she was going to stay the night, were cut off by the sound of the door opening.

The intruders, who had apparently been waiting for the right moment, barged into the room without even saying anything to confirm.

“Oh, you’re still not done?”

“You’re working hard, huh, kouhai-kun.”

“See? When I caught a glimpse of her, I thought she had a pretty plain face but she was cute.”

The third boy peered into Shizuka-san’s face and closed the door behind him.

He deliberately did not lock it.

More replacement members would probably come and only third-year students or above with official positions could freely use the master key.

There were many who were looking forward to enjoying the still-new, innocent first-year girl.

Shizuka-san, who was being held face-to-face by Touma, clung to his body in fear, yet the light in her eyes had vanished as if she had given up.

One of the boys, who was staring at Shizuka-san from behind, licked his lips.

“I thought she was a chubby girl but she’s the type who just looks bigger in clothes, huh? Nice. Her ass is big, so she looks like she’d be satisfying to fuck, hey.”

“Come on, switch out. First-year brat.”

“Senpais, what is this?”

Touma, still holding Shizuka-san by the waist, was confused.

The fact that his overworked penis had not gone soft even under these circumstances was probably because of his youth.

“We did tell you, just in case, during yesterday’s welcome party, didn’t we? In dorm life, the spirit of sharing is important. Use the dorm’s shared property carefully. But there’s still an order between senpai and kouhai, you know?”

“No… ah…!”

Shizuka-san, grabbed firmly, let out a sorrowful voice and resisted.

The meaning of the pained look she directed at Touma was not a plea asking him to save her but a sorrowful request asking him not to look at what would happen to her from here on.

“Please wait a moment.”

“Oh, what’s this? Are you going to rebel? I’m your senpai, you know.”

“Getting all possessive like you’re hot stuff?”

Touma shook off the hand that had grabbed her and the three upperclassmen dorm students stood in the way, surrounding Touma’s bed.

Touma did not show any panic on his face but inwardly, he scratched his cheek as if thinking that this was troublesome.

To begin with, he was completely naked while holding Shizuka-san in a face-to-face sitting position, so he did not exactly look impressive either.

“If Shizuka wants it, then I personally do not mind, but…”

Shizuka-san trembled, then shook her head in refusal while keeping her face buried against Touma’s chest.

“So I would like you to refrain from touching her.”

“Hyuu, how manly!”

“Ah, listen, you. Looks like you’re misunderstanding something a little. Well, since you’re a new student who hasn’t even entered the dungeon yet, I guess it can’t be helped.”

Touma grabbed the arm that had once again reached toward Shizuka-san but his hand was easily grabbed in return.

The grip strength that made his bones creak with a giriri was probably enough to crush an apple with ease.

“I don’t know how confident you’ve been in your physical strength until now but an ordinary person who hasn’t even leveled up is basically like a baby.”

The boy who had grabbed Touma’s arm gave a sadistic smile, as if intending to make him understand with his body.

“P-please, stop… I… I don’t mind, so…”

“Heh, the girl understands reality better than you do. Nice, nice. I’ll treat you gently and cutely.”

The boy who released Touma’s arm immediately lowered his pants and exposed his erect penis.

The hand he extended toward Shizuka-san, wiggling his fingers was intercepted by Touma once again.

“Hey! You’re seriously getting in the way. Go hide in the corne…”

“Spatial Storage.”

Touma, who did not know how to use it, tried chanting the skill name for the time being.

With no sound, no special effect that looked the part, and no warning at all, one of the male students vanished from the dorm room.

The two remaining upperclassmen dorm students, Touma, and Shizuka-san all fell silent for a while, none of them moving.

“…Uh…”

“Umm…”

For some reason, Touma, who had not known what to do, felt relieved when the two intruders finally spoke.

“Did you just use some kind of skill? …Huh? Outside the dungeon?”

“You bastard, are you from Hana Class?”

What appeared on the face of the boy who lunged at Touma was clear hostility.

The moment Touma touched the hand reaching toward his neck, the second boy vanished from the dorm room.

Touma finally looked a little troubled, and inwardly, he was extremely troubled.

He had no intention of disrupting the order of the dorm, nor did he have the slightest intention of using violence against upperclassmen.

But he somehow felt that leaving this alone would be bad, so he touched the back of the third boy, who had turned around and was about to run away, and stored him inside Spatial Storage.

“…All right.”

Touma himself had no idea what exactly was『all right』 but he muttered it as if things had settled down for the moment.

Shizuka-san, still being held against Touma’s chest, was frozen, even more unable to keep up with the development.

Her resolve to make sure no malice was directed at Touma because of her had been cleanly ignored by this utterly freewheeling turn of events.

“Come to think of it, I’m pretty sure…”

“…Fueh?”

“I feel like someone warned me about something.”

Touma had the terrifying thought that if it was something he could forget, then it probably was not important, but fortunately, he remembered the words he had been told on the way back from the dungeon.

Guessing that the target he could put in and take out was limited to the range he was touching, Touma lowered his feet to the floor while still holding Shizuka-san.

“Ah…”

Shizuka-san, jostled with a gut, tightened her thighs strongly as the sensual feeling came surging back, accompanied by the relief that washed over her.

Touma reached out toward Seiichi’s bed for the time being and dropped the three boys out of the mysterious space.

All three of them had uniformly peaceful expressions on their faces and were unconscious. Since they were somehow breathing and seemed to be fine, Touma judged that they were probably all right and felt relieved.

However, their bodies were completely cold, and they had fallen into a cyanotic state caused by oxygen deficiency.

The oxygen concentration of the gas filling the mysterious space was below ten percent.

Humans cannot survive in an environment where the oxygen concentration in the air is eighteen percent or lower.

In particular, when breathing air with an oxygen concentration below ten percent, a person loses consciousness before even realizing they feel unwell.

It is said that this is because the low-oxygen gas that enters the lungs instead draws oxygen out of the blood.

It is not a matter of enduring it, or putting up with it even if breathing is difficult.

If one breathes gas with an oxygen concentration below ten percent even once, one will collapse.

The dangerous space known as Touma’s Spatial Storage was exactly in that state.

It was a space of death where one would lose consciousness in a single breath, and if left alone, vital functions would cease within ten minutes.

And apparently, it was cold in there too.

“Ah… um… um…”

“No problem.”

“Umm, but… but…”

“No problem.”

Touma repeated it as if telling himself so, then adjusted his hold on Shizuka-san, who seemed like she wanted to ask something.

With the relief of the trouble being settled, vitality returned to his lower body as well.

While still sitting on the edge of the bed, the face-to-face sitting play naturally resumed.

“Ah… ah…”

With Touma between her and the wall, Shizuka-san was made to face away from the troublesome matter and forced to squeeze out cute little cries.

Touma, who had also grown accustomed to the stimulation of Shizuka-san’s soft spot, reached under her arms and scooped up her plump rear, making it sway with a yusa yusa.

The penis which had remained tightly pressed against her throughout the commotion and had been left there long enough to be recognized as part of her vagina flesh, rubbed up along her insides.

At the unfamiliar sensation of the inside of her belly being pulled out and pushed back in, Shizuka-san dug her nails into Touma’s back and writhed.

“Ahh… aah, ahh…”

“Chissu. Sorry for intruding. I brought along a first-year brat who says he’s a virgin, too.”

“Into storage you go.”

After that, more additional people came to the room again, but without any particular noise, Shizuka-san’s modest moans continued to echo.

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He opened his eyes as the morning sun pierced his eyelids, his body heavy with languor and a deep sense of fulfillment.

Most of his vision was filled with Shizuka-san’s black hair, a halo-like ring of morning light resting upon it.

Beneath the futon, they lay completely naked, pressed close together with their legs entwined.

It was the result of them naturally seeking each other’s warmth on a single-size bed.

Perhaps because Toyoashihara Academy was located at the foot of a mountain, even at this time of year, the early morning still held a freezing chill.

Last night, he had released so much it was almost absurd and even after he had been drained dry, his penis that had been overworked was shamelessly standing with morning wood.

He felt so satisfied that he did not even feel like quietly sinking it into Shizuka-san and giving her a morning greeting.

Instead, he gently stroked and combed through her glossy black hair, then placed his lips on her forehead.

“Good morning.”

“…G-good morning.”

Shizuka-san opened her eyes on his arm pillow and whispered so softly she seemed about to vanish, bringing her face closer to his chest.

Like a cat that had grown just a little attached, the reserved way she rubbed her cheek against his chest and acted spoiled was adorable.

Shizuka-san noticed Touma’s morning wood and asked him with upturned eyes but he shook my head.

Shizuka-san nodded, looking a little disappointed, then pressed her breasts against him without the slightest reluctance and snuggled closer.

That pleasant sensation almost made his morning wood evolve into a full ejaculation, so after firmly hugging Shizuka-san under the futon once, he sat up.

“Well then. Let’s get changed and go eat breakfast.”

Bringing Shizuka-san to the boys’ dorm cafeteria might make them stand out but for some reason, there had been several female students in the cafeteria yesterday morning too, so it would probably be fine.

“Yes… wait, hii!”

Shizuka-san smiled and sat up, then let out a scream.

On the bed opposite them, Seiichi’s bed, which Shizuka-san had had her back turned to, a total of six boys were sleeping literally piled on top of one another.

They looked a little uncomfortable but they seemed to be fast asleep.

Come to think of it, he remembered that he had not let Shizuka-san turn around until she was wrapped in the futon.

Because visually, it was a little unsightly.

Seiichi’s bed was quite thoroughly filled with a manly stink but that was his own fault for his blunder when he brought Shizuka-san in.

While calming down Shizuka-san, who was quite frightened, Touma also changed into his uniform, got ready for school and then went down to the cafeteria.

As for locking the door, there was nothing in particular to be stolen, so it was probably fine.

In the cafeteria, they were given openly grinning looks, but no one tried to pick a fight with us.

As long as they did not try anything directly against him and Shizuka-san, he had no intention of disrupting the dorm’s order.

He left the dorm holding Shizuka-san’s hand. Frightened by all the stares, she moved closer to him with a happy smile.

Thinking back on it, they had barely exchanged anything that could be called a proper conversation, yet he felt she had become quite attached to him.

Apparently, the same was true for him as well.

He recalled something once said by some politician somewhere: good actions were better than good words.

Had we managed to have good sex?

That might be a little different.

Until now, he had taken a certain pride in having spent his youth far removed from dating and relationships between men and women. But perhaps it was not something one needed to brace oneself for so dramatically. Maybe it was simply something that happened as people formed connections more naturally.

He did feel that the academy’s sexual morals were unusually loose, but with nothing to compare them to, he could not say for certain.

When they arrived at the classroom of Year One, Class Hei, the morning chatter seemed to fall silent all at once.

Seiichi was sitting in the back seat by the window, grinning, so he walked over to complain about the previous night.

“Yo. You had fun last night, huh? Ow!”

“Morning. Shizuka, Touma-kun.”

“Morning.”

After delivering iron-fist punishment to Seiichi for the time being, he answered the greeting he heard from behind him.

Mai, with a catlike grin around her mouth, was poking Shizuka-san.

“Looks like it went well. He wasn’t rough with you, was he?”

“…No.”

Shizuka-san, who had been looking down the whole time with her face bright red, began whispering with her about something.

“You, stop resorting to violence so quickly. Also, are you gonna keep holding hands and showing off the whole time?”

“Yeah.”

Come to think of it, he had forgotten that he had been holding Shizuka-san’s hand all this time.

The girls in the class broke into excited squeals, while the boys clicked their tongues in annoyance like the bastards they were.

“I see, so you’re marking your territory. Meaning she felt good too, huh.”

“Seiichi, too blunt.”

“What? Shut up.”

Mai, scolding him with her hands on her hips and Seiichi, waving his hand dismissively like he could not be bothered, seemed quite close.

It was good to see they had built an intimate relationship.

The clock tower visible from the classroom window rang the bell signaling the start of class.

Today would be a full day of general subject classes.