Vol. 1 Chapter 6 – The School Store

The first week since the new school year began ended without incident.

Even though Touma thinks to himself, what obvious thing he is saying? But in reality, he also feels like he cannot really say nothing happened.

Shizuka is looking at him with narrowed, reproachful eyes but he wonders how this so-called link with the Shizuka Stone is actually connected.

Even after it was explained to him, he could not understand it but apparently it is a one-way flow from him to Shizuka.

Shizuka tells him that is fine, that it is good enough but he has been using it in a not-so-good way.

Specifically, in the erotic direction.

Unlike him, her school life must have had quite the stormy beginning.

She has gotten completely used to Black Cormorant Dorm, the boys’ dormitory, and she is such a good girl that she has even gotten friendly with the aunties who come to the cafeteria to cook and help them out.

Or rather, Seiichi, who has switched places with her, spends every night holed up in the girls’ dormitory, while Shizuka stays over every night.

It is different from the image he had imagined of a boys’ dormitory.

At first, when he woke up in the morning, the senpai would be piled high on Seiichi’s bed but perhaps because it was not comfortable to sleep there, they stopped coming.

Apparently, the instant they enter the spatial storage, they pass out and their memories before and after become vague, but it seems they learned that『something about it is dangerous.』

Now they are openly treating him like something fragile and dangerous, keeping their distance.

Or rather, he even feels like they are afraid of him, even though it is a misunderstanding.

Thanks to that, Shizuka can now use Black Cormorant Dorm safely, which is the most important thing but he does feel a little lonely.

He had admired the group living a bit more than this.

“Shizuka has a lot of likes and dislikes.”

It was lunch break after the mysterious lecture called Introduction to Labyrinths,『On How to Use Safe Dungeon Facilities.』

On the way to the student cafeteria with Seiichi and the others, Touma tried stating something he had suddenly noticed this morning.

Since they had been eating breakfast together for a while now, he had a general idea of her preferences.

“Natto is… not food.”

Shizuka averted her gaze and muttered with a distant look in her eyes.

That statement is a problem.

“Natto is rotten soybeans.”

“Your understanding is correct, but, well… it is a little different.”

If there is natto, he can eat a whole bowl of rice.

He would also like to recommend mixing it with a raw egg.

Most likely, he thinks she just dislikes it without ever having tried it.

Touma would like to make use of the Shizuka Stone here and have her challenge a new door.

“If you told me to lick your feet, I would lick them.”

“The hurdle for fermented food is way too high.”

Just how much does she not want to put it in her mouth?

Is licking feet better than eating natto?

And then he could hear whispering voices around them.

Judging by the route, the ones walking down the corridor leading to the cafeteria were first-years and he could also see some classmates.

Bad taste, poor girl, brute, things like that. He felt like the ultimate heel.

It seems the class has also gotten the image that he is some domestic violence guy abusing Shizuka and a sense of distance that feels like isolation is starting to form.

Thanks to that, even when he try to talk to classmates other than Shizuka and the others, they run away or else they cry and his bad reputation score rises.

At this rate, for the special dungeon practical training starting this week, he does not even have any choice when it comes to choosing a party.

He wanted Shizuka to explain that it was a misunderstanding but she only smiled sweetly and tilted her head.

As expected, the Shizuka Stone link is not very usable.

On the bed, though, their are pretty in sync and the reception sensitivity is good.

“…You know, Shizuka really doesn’t care what methods she uses.”

Mai, who had poured sauce over the crab cream croquette from the daily lunch Set B, turned dry eyes like a Tibetan sand fox toward Shizuka.

The student cafeteria’s daily lunch always has three set meals prepared: A, B, and C.

There is a common image of school cafeterias being fast, cheap, and serving large portions, but the level of the lunches and other dishes served here is not low either.

The variety of prepared menu items was also large, making it closer to the image of a family restaurant.

After all, outside the academy, the only options were small cafés or restaurants, and students would end up using the student cafeteria for five whole years.

Delicious meals became daily energy and helped relieve stress.

“What do you mean?”

“Whoa, scary.”

At Shizuka’s smile as she held her chawanmushi, Mai shrugged her shoulders. chawanmushi¹

Set Meal A was basically a Japanese-style meal.

Set Meal B mainly consisted of Western food, while Set Meal C often ended up being a hearty menu with fried foods, Chinese dishes, and the like.

The lunch plates that Seiichi and Touma had were loaded with the miso katsu from Set Meal C, and the free large-serving bowls of rice were piled high.

Seiichi was probably lacking calories too, or rather, carbohydrates.

This miso sauce was quite delicious. He wanted them to make it a regular menu item.

“So, what are you doing this afternoon? You’re going to the school store as planned, right?”

“Well, it’s not like we can charge into the dungeon all naked. But I bet it’s gonna be crowded.”

Seiichi, who was heartily stuffing his cheeks with katsu, reached for his bowl of rice.

“The dungeon’s finally open, after all. Now classes are gonna end in the morning forever, nya.”

“No, no, that afternoon time is for special practical training. If you slack off, you’ll get expelled before you know it.”

Seiichi mercilessly retorted to Mai’s useless-person remark.

But in reality, the special dungeon practical training did have achievement quotas and Midori-sensei had said that if they were not met by the midterm or final exam period, expulsion was possible.

Apparently, every year there were students who ended up having to take supplementary lessons.

Conversely, that meant that as long as they properly handled their quotas, the afternoon time could be used freely by each individual.

It was probably a school atmosphere that respected the students’ independence.

Come to think of it, the atmosphere inside the student cafeteria also seemed somewhat relaxed.

Rashoumon, which served as the dungeon entrance, was a massive facility, but if the entire student body of over a thousand students crowded in all at once, naturally it would become packed.

On weekdays, the gate was fixed to close at five p.m., but students were free to enter whenever they wanted.

Avoiding the crowded hours was only natural.

But before any of that, as first-year newcomers, there was still something they had to take care of first.

“All right then, let’s go. Time to get our equipment.”

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The Toyoashihara Academy School Store was crowded and most of the customers were first-years.

The entire two-story building served as the school store and it carried nearly every tool needed for academy life.

In addition to a full set of stationery needed for studying, it also had daily necessities required for dorm life.

From clothing and underwear to food items such as snacks, its selection was like that of a small supermarket.

Those perfectly ordinary goods were placed on the second floor, while the items lined up on the display shelves on the first floor were probably a selection not found in other schools.

“Whoa, if there were such a thing as an adventurers’ guild, I bet it’d be something like this, right?”

Mai, who seemed to be getting excited, picked up one of the Japanese swords carelessly lined up on the shelf.

“It’s pretty heavy. In anime and stuff, they swing these around so easily.”

Naturally, since it was a lump of iron.

Beside the Japanese sword section, Western swords in sheaths were lined up, and farther beyond that were long weapons such as spears, poleaxes and halberds.

Touma picked up a shield hanging on the wall, shaped like a baseball home plate, while the mannequin standing in front of Shizuka was wearing body armor that looked like something special police forces would equip.

At a glance, the selection looked like it belonged in a museum but every single item was a practical tool meant to be used.

“Hey. The stuff around there isn’t something we can handle yet.”

Seiichi, who had already finished scouting ahead, looked back at the excited party members.

“For starters, we can’t buy them with the money we were given.”

Along with the dungeon’s opening, the academy had distributed preparation funds, called『sen』to the new students.

『Sen』was a type of local currency that could only be used at facilities related to the academy.

It could be used not only at the school store but also at the student cafeteria and the various shops on Student Street outside the school grounds.

There were no physical coins for sen. Instead, a prepaid electronic money system was used.

The amount charged to the new students was one hundred thousand sen.

If converted based on the daily goods sold at the convenience stores on Student Street or the school store, thinking of one yen as one sen was about right.

“Whoa, this sword costs eight hundred thousand sen!”

“See? We never had a choice from the start.”

Mai carefully returned the Japanese sword she had nervously picked up to the shelf, then checked that the other price tags were similarly expensive and dropped her shoulders.

Apparently, she had admired the style of being a sword-user.

“Recommended equipment sets for new students, is it?”

“There seem to be several types.”

After looking around the school store with curiosity, the new students eventually ended up at a corner of the special sale section stacked beside the counter.

It was a set prepared by the academy for new students, containing the minimum weapons, armor, and tools needed for dungeon exploration.

The price was ninety thousand sen for every type.

It was a price setting that practically made one want to say they should have just handed these out from the beginning.

As part of the academy’s consideration, this was a practical lesson for learning how to handle the local currency and how buying and selling equipment at the school store worked, but every year, there were usually one or two people who did something irreversibly stupid.

“There are different sizes but you can’t choose the color…”

“Apparently, once you have some leeway, it’s common to dye them or customize them in various ways.”

Inside the backpack that could also be brought into dungeon practice were simple body armor, a survival knife, the reinforced plastic shield that had also been used in the first practical lesson, an LED lantern, a water bottle, and medical supplies for first aid.

Then, the sets were divided by type according to the initial equipment weapon matched to each person’s style.

Package A contained a lightweight short sword with double edges, focused on ease of use.

Package B contained a single-edged axe like the kind used for chopping firewood.

Package C contained a mace with a handle that could extend and retract.

Package D contained a spear with double-edged blades attached to the tip of a pole about as tall as a person.

Perhaps because of the RPG image, many students chose Package A, and it seemed to have the largest amount of stock prepared.

As for the female students, perhaps because they did not want to see splatter-like scenes when attacking, many of them seemed to choose Package C.

Incidentally, the recommended equipment sets for new students did not include a helmet to protect the head, the greatest vital point of the human body.

At first, it had been included in the set but due to the low rate at which students actually wore it, it had eventually been removed.

There was also the reason that in battles at deeper dungeon depths, physical armor would become less important anyway.

“Haa, I wonder which one I should choose?”

“Why not just go by feeling? Apparently, they’ll exchange it for you for a while during the cooling-off period.”

Whether someone was suited or unsuited to a weapon could not be known until they actually used it.

Anyone who could immediately answer that they were better at using an axe than a sword was a little suspicious.

“I’ll go with the axe.”

Touma picked up Package B without hesitation and paid for it together with a pair of thin fingerless gloves with the fingertips cut off.

It was not for fashion but to hide the Shizuka crystal in his right hand.

In truth, it was a transparent crystal piercing through his right palm but the part protruding out through the back of his hand was small. As long as he did not show his palm, someone would likely miss it unless they looked very closely.

Touma immediately put them on and looked pleased with himself, but people around him backed away from the aura he gave off, like he was silently saying,『I’ll punch you.』

Shizuka, who had stopped minding that fake aura, tugged on Touma’s sleeve as he began striking mysterious poses.

“Which one should I use?”

“Spear.”

“Okay.”

Touma answered instantly and Shizuka decided just as instantly, taking Package D and heading to the register.

“Um, Shizuka…is it really okay to decide that casually?”

Mai, who had been wondering whether to start with the standard short sword to match Seiichi, asked. Shizuka tilted her head, not understanding why Mai found it questionable.

“Touma-kun didn’t choose it casually, did he?”

“Shizuka is clumsy. So it’s better for her to hit from far away.”

“W-what a straightforward evaluation.”

Just as the naginata had been used as a weapon for physically weaker women even in old Japan, it was not a mistaken choice.

Being able to attack one-sidedly from outside an opponent’s range could be a very great advantage.

“By the way, then why did you choose the axe, Touma-kun? It looks like the least popular one.”

“If you hit living things with something heavy, hard, and sharp, they usually stop moving.”

Mai, still wearing a frozen smile, quietly backed away and fled to Seiichi.

The air around them seemed to fall silent and Seiichi, his cheeks twitching, tried his best to soften the mood.

“W-well, he’s not wrong. Probably.”

“Yeah. There were usually no problems.”

Why was that in the past tense?

Seiichi held back the urge to retort.

“N-now that I think about it, the weapons they have here are all pretty old-fashioned, aren’t they?”

Mai, holding Seiichi’s trembling hand, very obviously changed the subject and moved in to support him.

That said, the weapons and armor displayed in the school store were new, and in the literal sense, there were no secondhand items.

Conceptual artifacts produced from the dungeon rarely circulated on the market and even when they did, they were not the kind of thing one could easily afford.

“I mean, wouldn’t modern weapons like pistols or missiles be stronger?”

“What exactly are you planning to blow up with a missile…? Well, apparently firearms and explosives don’t work either.”

“Fueh? Then why do swords and that hard axe work?”

Seiichi had been avoiding saying anything about information that had not yet come up in class but somehow, he was tired.

“The reasons and logic behind it will probably come up in class but it seems projectile weapons get nullified. See, they don’t have bows either, even though those would show up in this kind of game, right?”

“Ah, true.”

As a genre, it could probably be called a melee-weapon-only restriction.

Even the spear types were mostly short ones closer to staves.

The inside of the dungeon was spacious enough to swing weapons around but there were still many battles in corridors and narrow spaces.

“So throwing knives are no good either…”

Touma, who looked dejected despite his expressionless face, was ignored by everyone.

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Mai’s suggestion, made with an excited expression as if she wanted to try using it right away, was rejected.

She had no memory of the first dungeon dive that had taken place last week and so there was no fear or shrinking back in her.

It seemed there were also new students who, still riding the high of holding weapons in their hands, actually headed into the dungeon and properly died and returned.

In peaceful Japan, there were few people who, without any training, could handle a fight where lives were at stake.

Goblins and kobolds on the first layer of the dungeon were weak as living creatures compared to humans.

For a standard individual, their muscular strength was about that of a ten-year-old girl, their intelligence was below that of a kindergarten child, and the weapons they held were like toys compared to the things prepared for the students.

If one faced them one-on-one and started beating them down, then no amateur would likely lose.

They would not lose, but when it came to whether they could deliver the finishing blow, the psychological aversion cultivated in modern Japan would scream 『no.』

Modern Japanese people had been kept far too distant from the original sin that was natural for living creatures: killing another living creature.

It was an act that existed beyond good and evil, killing to eat, killing to protect oneself.

Even though the majority merely averted their eyes, and even though it was only done somewhere out of sight, 『that』had certainly not disappeared.

It had been hidden so thoroughly that people had forgotten they lived with『that』as their foundation.

Modern Japanese people averted their eyes too much from『what』they were eating and from『who』the privileges supporting their lives were trampling on and exploiting.

For such people, it was difficult to win through a dungeon where life itself was bet as the stake in a contest of mutual plundering.

If there was a『sieve』for the students of Toyoashihara Academy, then this was the first trial and the foundational event.

Even if a student was unable to handle『that』from beginning to end, from enrollment to graduation, that student would still have served the academy well enough, and relief measures had been set in place.

Touma and the others decided to do their dungeon dive after school tomorrow.

Nothing would begin unless they tried it first.

That was a thought common to all new students.

Items brought back from inside the dungeon could be converted into sen at the purchasing counter in the school store.

In terms of life inside the academy, the minimum was guaranteed, but in order to enjoy a more comfortable academy life, money was necessary.

Furthermore, the higher a student’s level rose, the more privileges were prepared for them, almost blatantly so.

The right to live in an upper-class dormitory like a luxury hotel, the right to use the exclusive floor on the second floor of the student cafeteria, and, if the person wished, the ability to earn credits without attending classes.

Even when it came to a certain amount of selfish behavior, much of which involved trouble between men and women, they would be favored in arbitration rulings by the academy side.

Every facility and system prepared for them was inviting them toward the dungeon.

As if conquering the dungeon itself was the purpose.

Naturally, the Black Cormorant Dorm and White Crane Dorm dormitories where new students first moved in were the lowest-ranked lower dormitories.

The proportion of upperclassmen living there decreased as the school years went up, though there were also some oddballs at higher levels who deliberately remained there.

From the entrance of White Crane Dorm, Seiichi, with Shizuka in tow, went out under the starry sky in a carefree manner.

For form’s sake, he finished dinner and bathing at his own dormitory before switching places.

It was a pattern that had already continued for a full week.

Even inside White Crane Dorm, there was no one who would blame Seiichi, a boy, for coming and going as he pleased.

As expected, many first-years still restrained themselves but there were many boys who came to sleep together in the rooms of their partners in the girls’ dormitory.

If they carelessly brought a girl into their own room in the boys’ dormitory, other boys would end up bothering her.

Once they moved to an upper-class dormitory, they could obtain a completely private area of their own and there were even students who lived what could practically be called a harem lifestyle.

In other words, boys who frequently visited the girls’ dormitory were second-rate at best and they were exposed to cold gazes from the girls.

Boys who misunderstood that as a harem situation and acted as they pleased would be reported to the academy administration department, formally banned from entering the girls’ dormitory and saddled with various penalties.

As an image, it might be closer not to some rundown brothel in the backstreets but to the licensed pleasure quarters of Edo’s flower districts.

They walked along the path led by Seiichi, which for him was also the return route.

The consideration of going out of his way to escort his partner, who was now practically recognized by the class, back to his roommate.

For the current Shizuka, it was already a meeting with Touma, whom she had opened her heart to.

But that was not what it was.

There was not even a fragment of such warm, gentle goodwill in it.

From the outside, Shizuka looked like a sacrifice being offered to the boys’ dormitory and Seiichi himself was aware that he was a scumbag handing over a classmate to score points with his senpai.

Whatever the current reality might be.

Seiichi thought he accurately understood and was making use of the situation that would actually have happened if Touma had not been the way he was.

He would build his own connections inside Black Cormorant Dorm, seduce Mai and secure her as a pawn he could use in White Crane Dorm, then have Shizuka, with whom Touma had shared affection, violated in order to shake Touma up.

People who became emotional could not discipline themselves and would end up exposing what lay inside them.

That was the first lesson he had been taught in the training he had been forced to undergo as a spy.

Just when did it happen?

When had his priorities switched?

His feet had stopped carrying him to Black Cormorant Dorm, he had drowned himself in sex with Mai and he could no longer even look Touma and Shizuka straight in the face.

“…Hey, what’s it like? Spending your nights in the boys’ dorm.”

Suddenly, Seiichi stopped walking and asked without even turning around.

It was not yet the season when insects began to chirp, and the surroundings were completely still.

There were streetlights placed here and there along the road, but around the academy, surrounded by nature, there were no artificial lights beyond them.

Only the starlight in the sky and the light of the moon illuminated the pale night scenery.

Shizuka also stopped walking but instead of answering this conversation during an escort, something they had never once exchanged until now, she simply stared silently at Seiichi’s back.

“Heheh, I bet they’re treating you real nicely. Wonder how many guys you’re servicing every single night. Touma’s a cruel bastard too, acting all calm like that.”

Just as he had said when making excuses after Mai had doubted him, Seiichi still had not laid a hand on Shizuka even once.

If Touma seemed attached to Shizuka, he would comfort her with a knowing look. If Touma cut her off as unrelated, then Seiichi would play with her too, as a useless tool.

“…And what does that have to do with you?”

“Hah? Watch how you talk to me. You’ve got that same nothing-happened look on your face too. What a damn whore.”

It was the strongest bluff he could manage.

Thinking that, Seiichi turned around, only to flinch at the unexpected look of pity Shizuka was directing at him.

He had never thought for a second that she liked him, but even if she feared him, he was supposed to be someone she could cling to when there was no other choice.

That understanding had been correct, at least when they first met in the classroom.

“…Hey, don’t look at me with those eyes.”

Still gripping Shizuka by the front of her clothes, he glared into her face with fixed eyes.

Shizuka’s chest, dressed in a blazer as if she were about to go to school, deformed gunyari under his pressed fist.

Feeling the softness of breasts two sizes larger than Mai’s, he slipped one hand inside her blazer and grabbed her over her blouse.

“If Touma’s thrown you away, I don’t mind giving you attention.”

“…”

“I’ll keep you together with Mai. If you serve people with those huge breasts, I bet there’ll be plenty of classmates who’d gladly keep and raise you. So don’t look at me with those eyes.”

Seiichi shoved her away as if rejecting her and staggered back. Shizuka fell backward onto her backside and silently looked up at him.

He ran from himself reflected in Shizuka’s eyes, eyes from which even pity had vanished, with no emotion floating in them at all.

There were no unnecessary lights around them and Seiichi’s figure as he ran toward White Crane Dorm quickly vanished into the darkness.

Sitting on the cold stone pavement, Shizuka let out a soft breath and looked up at the night sky.

At the moment, she still had no correction from levels, and if she was pinned down by the physical strength of a boy, there was no way she could resist.

There was also the possibility that Seiichi, having grown desperate, might violate her.

Though she had known it would not come to that.

Thinking that now, at this late stage, she also felt that she had already offered her body to Touma.

She hated the way Seiichi looked at her, as if she were an object.

But Seiichi himself, the frivolous Seiichi who openly showed his lewd thoughts while fooling around with Mai, the Seiichi who had accepted both Mai and herself on the first day of school, no matter what schemes he might have had, there was no way she could hate him.

More than anything, Touma, who carried a fragment of her heart in his right hand, did not hate Seiichi.

“……Touma-san.”

“Shizuka.”

Touma appeared from outside the reach of the streetlight, dressed in a black tracksuit.

She had never gone out to meet him before, but for some reason, on a whim, she had gone outside.

Shizuka had been aware of Touma’s presence for a long time.

By now, as long as he was within the academy grounds, she could tell where Touma was.

When she took the hand he offered, he pulled her in, and she gently embraced him against his chest.

His heartbeat was slightly faster, and there was a restless unease, like a faint stir.

The feelings Touma held behind his expressionless face were something Shizuka, and no one else, could sense.

“……Why did Seiichi?”

“I don’t know. It’s just that from the very beginning, Seiichi-kun intended to use me.”

『I see』Touma murmured, wrapping an arm around Shizuka’s waist.

“But……”

Shizuka placed her hand on the arm around her and appealed to him.

“I think it’s not like him. It’s not like Seiichi-kun. So, surely……”

“Hmm.”

“Yes.”

There must be a reason.

In the end, they were only a party of classmates who had come together by chance.

They barely knew anything about each other.

So that could start from here.

Once he felt that he wanted to know the reason, he could simply ask.

“Um, Touma-san……”

“Yes?”

“Could it be that when I nearly got attacked by Seiichi-kun, you got excited?”

From within his chest, Shizuka looked up at Touma, who was gazing at the starry sky and glared at him with half-lidded eyes.

“A little.”

“Honestly…… You really can’t be helped.”

With a smile too soft to be called a wry one, Shizuka pulled herself away from Touma for a moment.

Seeing Touma look slightly wounded, Shizuka turned her back to him and felt a little exasperated.

Did he still not understand the relationship between himself and her?

The chilly night wind smoothly caressed Shizuka’s lower body as she lifted her skirt herself.

Her beautiful legs, visible between her black socks and black low-rise panties, stood out pale and vivid against the darkness.

There were no figures around them, but that did not mean some intruder passing between the dorms would not come by.

Through his right hand, Shizuka sensed Touma’s excitement rising as he stood there, unable to move, as if bewildered.

Every night, Shizuka had drowned in sex with Touma, and she was aware that they were fusing together so deeply that there was no turning back. Even here and now, the heat as if the depths of her hips were being scorched made her clit melt.

With a zuru sound, her panties were slid down so that only her rear was exposed and Touma’s hands were placed on both sides of her hipbones.

Touma’s penis, raised beyond horizontal, was pressed against the slit of Shizuka’s flesh.

The organ, which until now had only had part of its function used, had been covered by foreskin but the gland area, now beginning to be fully utilized, had completely peeled back and the constriction beneath the head had begun to develop more deeply, flaring out like an umbrella.

That was the function meant for impregnating a female as a male.

“Nn……”

Pressed against by that hot mass, Shizuka secreted fresh fluid from that alone, and the tip slipped zuru into her.

As the fleshly mass was pushed into her without a moment’s pause, Shizuka arched back, her tongue peeking from between lips that had naturally parted.

The overwhelming sensation of being conquered when it first entered her was unbearable.

Her knees trembled kaku-kaku, and she endured the feeling that her hips might give out.

Slowly, as if confirming it, kotsu-kotsu, the bottom of her womb was knocked, and Shizuka tightly gripped her skirt.

Nyupo, nyupo, the inside of her belly began to be ravaged by the drilling tool inserted through her pussy.

“……Ah, ah, ah.”

Experiencing outdoor sex with Touma for the first time, Shizuka arched back as if thrusting out her chest, squeezing her moans into the night sky.

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Touma lifted Shizuka, whose legs had given out, in both arms and transported her to Black Cormorant Dorm.

Since it was an emergency, it ended up being a princess-carry style but outside, I tried to keep as much distance from Shizuka as possible.

Shizuka looked dissatisfied, or rather, except during class, she would gradually close the distance between us, but she herself was probably partly unaware of it.

As an adolescent boy, when she came close to me like that, he would very, very naturally feel lust toward Shizuka.

When that happened, it seemed Shizuka would become aroused to the point that her face turned bright red.

If he touched her with his right hand, her hips would give out and she would slump down.

After unexpectedly having one round outside, Shizuka became dazed and unable to move, so when he had no choice but to pick her up, she wrapped both arms around my neck and clung to me, continuing to writhe.

Unless he learned some way to free himself from worldly desires, Shizuka might end up being branded as an embarrassing girl.

He returned to Black Cormorant Dorm while carrying Shizuka, who was giving off full-power pheromones and a full-power erotic aura but it felt a little painful how everyone, including the senpais, pretended not to see us.

Ever since his first dungeon battle last week, his physical strength had somehow increased, so he easily transported Shizuka up to the third floor.

It was embarrassing, as if he were declaring to the dorm students we passed in the hallway and on the stairs that they were about to do it.

Until now, he had been relying on Seiichi’s kindness, but he probably ought to go and meet them properly himself.

No, had it really been kindness?

He had to make clear what that guy wanted and what he was trying to do.

Just as Shizuka had said, it was clearly unlike Seiichi.

Their relationship had been short but he could understand at least that much.

What a terribly distant best friend he was.

It would be somewhat rough treatment, but, well, Seiichi seemed fairly sturdy too, so there should be no problem.

While he was thinking entirely about Seiichi like that as he undressed Shizuka on the bed, Shizuka wore an incredibly complicated expression, looking somehow dissatisfied, or worried, or in a strange sense, breathing heavily through her nose.

From the outdoor play earlier, he had once again confirmed that the power of clothing, or rather a uniform, was amazing but considering school tomorrow morning, he should probably refrain from taking the cleaning course.

As for underwear, he had asked Shizuka and had her bring various spares to this room too.

Bras and the like were basically kept on while doing it.

For one thing, Shizuka’s size was quite impressive and apparently, when they were burning up in doggystyle pose, they bounced so much that it hurt.

So he only had her remove it at times like this, when he wanted to touch, knead or suck them.

With his face buried in the valley between Shizuka’s breasts as she sat neatly on the bed, he made both breasts sway with his hands at the same time.

As he played around mischievously, Shizuka made a troubled face, yet also one that looked just a little pleased, but this alone was a man’s instinctive impulse.

Abundant breasts were a symbol of motherhood.

Even when the two of them slept while embracing each other like mud after completely releasing their sexual desire, his hand would naturally be touching Shizuka’s breasts.

They were just so big that she had even said something wonderful like,『They seem to have gotten a little bigger again.』

“Fwa……”

Lifting his face from Shizuka’s cleavage after pushing her down on her back, he slipped his hands beneath her rear and removed her panties.

When he peeled away the fabric at her vagina, a sticky thread stretched, so they were probably headed for the laundry course.

That was partly from what they had done outside and Shizuka herself seemed to have gone all the way to the end too.

He thought there would be no problem even if he graciously put them back on her partway through.

Later, he ended up getting nagged with things like『The elastic will stretch』but when he promised to go shopping with her on a day off, she instantly became cheerful, so he felt no remorse.

He combed through the black hair spread softly across the sheets, placed his left palm against her cheek and kissed her.

With a melted expression, Shizuka arched as if thrusting her chin out.

“Hau…… ha, ah……”

He slowly pushed the thing he had slipped between Shizuka’s thighs inside, then pulled it back out.

Outside, he had pierced through her in a rush but now he took his time kneading and loosening Shizuka’s precious place.

It was so soft that he felt as if he might break it and she had asked him to be gentle the first time.

She had also pleaded with him that when he dealt with other girls, he should take even more time loosening them up but he did not even know any girl who seemed likely to be his partner.

With his face buried in the pillow and his cheek touching Shizuka’s cheek, he repeatedly moved his penis in and out.

Each time it went deep inside, the strength drained from Shizuka’s legs, which had been trembling.

As expected, Shizuka’s voice, which had sounded somehow pained and caught before, gradually changed into smooth, melting moans.

It was obvious, but if Shizuka felt good together with him, that made him happy too.

Inside Shizuka, soft beyond measure, he spread her open without ever forcing it, carving his own shape into her.

Thinking back, on the first night, he felt he had forced through quite a lot with considerable momentum.

Shizuka was not a toy, so he could not treat her however he pleased and played with her selfishly.

When he told her something that obvious, she suddenly began spilling tears and he panicked badly.

The piercing stares from the class, especially from the girls, were tremendous and he regretted that the location had been bad.

After judging that Shizuka’s precious flesh had softened and loosened enough, he lifted her limp legs onto his shoulders.

From Shizuka’s secret place, where the angle of insertion had changed, obscene kissing sounds echoed as he rocked his hips.

The mere act of having his penis inside Shizuka felt unbelievably good.

He had been sharing skin with Shizuka every night for a week but if he let his guard down, he would easily leak his ejaculation.

Whether it was because of the influence of the Shizuka Stone or not, when Touma finished, Shizuka seemed to be forced into climaxing too.

That was somewhat pathetic on his part and Shizuka also looked a little pained, so they continued while adjusting their excitement to match each other.

More than anything.

There was the desire to savor this pleasant sensation for even a little longer.

Shizuka had her arms bent beside her body, and between her hands, her breasts swayed all over the place. They were very worth looking at.

Shizuka seemed to know that her swaying breasts excited him and the way she subtly supported them so they would be easier to see was adorable.

Shizuka, who seemed able to understand his excitement even better than he could, tightened her thighs and increased the pressure inside.

When he looked at Shizuka’s face, she had an expression that looked as if she was about to cry, painfully yearning, as if she wanted me to push her all the way to the end.

He lifted the waist he had been supporting a little and fixed it in place, then began a rhythm with his hips that no longer needed to stop until the end.

Maybe he had teased her a little too much, because Shizuka’s beautiful legs, which he had hoisted up, convulsed and she climaxed partway through. Unable to endure it any longer, he also kept gouging deep inside her hole until the very end.

As he listened to Shizuka’s drowning-like cries of climax being wrung out of her, he poured my semen deep into her precious place.

Incidentally, since he was usually climaxing whenever Shizuka climaxed, he had not noticed, but apparently it echoed quite a bit into the rooms on both sides.

He felt like they had told him, frightened, that they were begging me to spare them, but if he told Shizuka, she would probably cry, so he wanted them to bear with it.

“Haa…… haa…… ah……”

Sinking into the pillow and letting her whole body go limp, Shizuka lay there dazed, drool dripping from her still-open mouth.

After licking her lips, Touma hugged her once, then raised her upper body while holding her.

He picked up the black bra placed by the pillow, the one she had worn exactly as he had wanted and put it onto Shizuka’s limp breasts.

He had never dreamed that he would become capable of putting a girl’s bra on her.

That was how many times he had removed and put on Shizuka’s bra.

He fastened the hooks at her back, then settled the abundantly ripened flesh of her breasts into the cups.

Shizuka, letting me do as he pleased, stared at him with eyes colored by something like fear and anticipation.

Having her bra put on meant that they were about to do it fiercely enough for it to become necessary.

“Ah.”

He lifted Shizuka up together with her bottom and flipped her around.

With the inside gouged by the axis of rotation, Shizuka ended up with her back nestled snugly against his chest.

With both hands, he scooped up her thighs from below and spread Shizuka’s pussy wide open in the pose used when making a baby pee.

“Ah.”

Before Shizuka could start whining, he jerked her hole firmly and gouged into her precious flesh.

At first, Touma gently soothed Shizuka as she shook her head while still looking dazed but soon he changed to a momentum that made their genitals slap together.

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“……Hau.”

Shizuka, who had given up on taking off her panties, especially soaked through around the crotch, clung to him sulkily and scratched him with her nails.

She probably found it unpleasant.

Since they were black, it only looked like something white had seeped stickily into them but if they had been white, they would have clung tightly and stickily to her skin, making Shizuka’s precious place see-through and erotic.

Shizuka pulled them down herself, then wiping and wiping, yet the sticky stuff kept leaking from deep inside, so she rubbed at it with tissues. That was so incredibly exciting that the extra round became endless.

Or rather, it had happened today too.

They say that when 『you have just learned sex you become like monkeys』. Touma reflected on it, but there was no way he could regret it.

Shizuka looked up at him, staring ……then reached for the tissue box again. Just that alone made him press down on her as if by conditioned reflex and thrust into the gap.

“Nnuh……”

Shizuka’s outstretched hand fell onto the sheets, and even though no more semen was coming out, he made his still-erect penis squirm inside her hole.

After savoring Shizuka’s utterly melted hole to the fullest, he pulled his penis out.

Both Shizuka and him had climaxed again and again, and by now, no matter what they did, it felt good and there was no end to it.

So he assumed this was a kind of afterplay.

“Uu……”

Shizuka scratched him with her nails again, acting sulky.

After this, once either Touma or Shizuka ran out of strength and fell asleep, today would be over.

Usually, Shizuka fell asleep first as if losing consciousness and after Touma took care of various things, he would hold her and sleep but those various things seemed to embarrass Shizuka.

While letting Shizuka use his arm as a pillow, he played with her breasts with the hand he had slipped inside the cups of her bra.

Without rejecting his mischievous hand, she placed her own hand over it and gently stroked the penis touching her hole as if wrapping it up.

Shizuka matched herself to him in every way.

There was no doubt that the Shizuka Stone on his right hand influenced that.

But since Shizuka herself had wished for it, he thought it would be hypocritical and arrogant for him to forcibly take it away from her.

Shizuka was a flawless partner as an object of sex and Touma also had strong sexual desire as a boy his age.

So he would use her without restraint and he would not hold himself back.

The vague ethics of modern society and the atmosphere filling the academy, were irrelevant to his own selfish convenience.

There were limits to what a mere student like him could do, but in exchange, he would carry Shizuka as much as possible.

That was his pride.

Therefore, he would not be ashamed.

Shizuka’s eyes, staring fixedly at him were moist, but in this situation where he was directly touching the Shizuka Stone, he wondered how it was being conveyed to her.

He felt like he might become a little ashamed.

“Shizuka.”

“Yes.”

“Give me tomorrow after school.”

Shizuka understood his wish, despite how terribly lacking his words were, without mistaking its meaning.

“Okay. As you wish.”