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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 16 Part 1

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Pasifista

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Pimp Days

「Supporting a woman, then getting supported by another woman. It’s totally the wheel of pimp life.」

「Touma-kun–, you’re the worst–.」

The Seiichi and Mai pair are happily dissing me.

Saki, who seems to bear a sense of responsibility, is returning to Asagi-sou in high tension, so the two are showing no restraint.

「There’s nothing for you to worry about, Touma-san.」

Shizuka, who is sitting on the bed while pleasantly smiling, tries to indulge me.

Not good, this is a trap.

I feel like seeing an illusion of a spider snaring me into its web.

For a boy to submissively accept charity from a girl is a disgrace.

「What should we have for lunch tomorrow?」

「… I’ll leave it to you.」

「What a splendid pimp way.」

「Touma-kun–, you’re the worst–.」

If we don’t eat, we won’t be able to muster up strength.

Getting my supply line conquered, my defeat is inevitable.

At the very least, somehow or another I have to do something about this current state where I’m one-sidedly being on the receiving end.

Paying her back with my body, no, that’ll only turn me into a pimp in both name and reality.

But rather than fussing over such small pride, shouldn’t I show my sincerity here?

That is exactly the essence of the pimp road.

No, there is no such road.

If Pimp King or something like that were to appear in my class change option, as expected even I’d want to die too.

Besides, leaving the full order to Shizuka-san is dangerous.

In no time at all, she has gotten proficient in the use of 『Wish』, so I can easily imagine her restoring her own stamina and rejuvenating my pee pee, and then me turning into a dried-up man whose spirit had been drained the next morning.

According to the party’s policy, the dungeon dive is set to be carried out every other day, so this pimp state will have to continue for two days.

Tomorrow, after school, let’s sneakily go for a solo dive and earn some sen.

「Seiichi-san. This is, just hypothetically speaking, but… I believe we should refrain from taking independent action in the dungeon. We need a companion who can secure our crystal should the unexpected happen. We should ban it as a party.」

「H, Huh? Well, that’s certainly true, but….」

「Touma-kun, I think being secretive is impossible for you. Everything is shown in your eyes, or spilled through your mouth at times, after all.」

「What the.」

Besides, Shizuka once told me that she had come to be able to tell my whereabouts.

If I head for Rashōmon for example, I feel that she’d dash after me at once.

Rather, if I were to die, the Shizuka crystal would end up disappearing along with mine too.

I can’t afford to take a selfish act.

I know that Shizuka is genuinely concerned about my well-being.

As I pat her in order to reassure her, she hugs my arm in her chest.

「Pretending to treat her coldly for a bit before then shifting to treating her kindly, that’s a pimp’s technique, alright.」

「Touma-kun–, you’re the worst–.」

To be unable to understand Shizuka’s concern, what a truly corrupted pair they are.

Perhaps doesn’t care about what the pair say, Shizuka starts to suck on my right hand that is in her embrace.

During today’s dungeon dive, other than leveling up Saki, we earnestly strove in skill activation practice, so it seems that Shizuka has had it pent up inside.

She looks up fixedly at me with upturned eyes while sucking and slurping on my fingers.

It seems that at this rate things will lead to another staying over course, so I give Seiichi a glance, but he’s begun kissing Mai who is within his arms on the bed.

「Ahn, Seiichi, putting in so suddenly….」

「It’s been pent up since we were in the dungeon.」

Turning back to Shizuka, who is appealing to me while sucking on my fingers, I decide to use this chance to pay her back.

Pushing down Shizuka, who is in a sweatshirt, I pull down both of her pants and panties at once.

Shizuka’s springy and plump ass has a soft texture like that of freshly made mochi.

I also pull down my jersey pants and straddle Shizuka, who is lying face-down, by her ass.

I grab the base of my penis and press the tip against the valley of her ass, rubbing the bare thighs and tracing the bottom.

The semi-undressing faction is taking the majority in my brain council tonight, and they are giving me a standing ovation while telling me to go with the flow.

These brain council members tend to go out of control, though, so I’d like to dismiss and put all of them to death.

There should also be some corrupted councils who have accepted bribes.

Setting myself to overlap her on her back, I firmly shove in my hips while stroking Shizuka, who is clutching the sheet tightly, by the head.

「Hnn…ahn…ahn…」

While listening to Shizuka’s quiet moans up close, I press forward somewhat forcefully.

It’s a little hard to understand, but it seems that for Shizuka, the feeling of being one-sidedly treated like an object is irresistible.

It does nothing but bewildering me even if she arranges handcuffs, collar and so on, though.

When I move in and out within her seemingly still grating inside, Shizuka, who looks like in agony with her eyebrows knitted, is very pitiable, but the voice she leaks out is very pleasant.

When I hug her body tightly while completely straddling her ass from behind, Shizuka, letting our 「Ahn…」 moan, shudders before then limply going out of strength.

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The boys and girls of the first year third group, who had changed into their jerseys, were gathered on the ground.

The gym uniform was black colored with white line running on it, with the academy insignia printed on the back.

It was called a combat training exercise, but there was no air of nervousness among the students.

They naturally divided into groups of close friends and started to engage in idle talks.

Those without the experience of returning alive from the dungeon were still taking the majority of the students of the class.

As they had no memory of what real life battles were like, it was inevitable that they didn’t see the training with much urgency.

It wasn’t like the academy expected discipline and combat abilities like that of a military from the students either.

Of course, the resources collected from the dungeon as its byproduct were significant, but they had already served their purpose enough.

The track of the ground was 400 meters long, and the field, which was no different from the ones used in normal schools, was also something they were familiar with.

However, not only was there neither the kind of football goals or lines used in sports, the makiwaras and wooden dummies, which were lining up in rows, were giving off an unpleasant vibe.

「Alright, you’ve all gathered here.」

It was the martial arts training teacher, boasting a big and burly body whose bulging muscles were unconcealable even from over the jersey.

He was a rugged man – with a stern, square-cut face that was covered in scars – that looked like he could get arrested just for walking around the town.

The towel and whistle around his neck barely give him the image of a physical education teacher.

His squarish blue beard accentuated his queer maleness.

The boys were overawed by the pressure emanating from his muscles, while the girls were looking away in fear.

Still with his arms folded and his chess puffed out, the teacher showed a broad grin as if he had had enough grip.

「From here on, you’re going to receive training in order to fight in the dungeon, but—」

While explaining about the first combat training new students receive, the teacher’s eyes were lording over as if he was assessing them.

Being stared with a gaze filled with a considerable amount of lust, the girls shuddered and felt an instinctive sense of repulsion.

It wasn’t their imagination that the front of the teacher’s jersey seemed to be bulging.

The academy custom of sexual open-mindedness applied not only for the students.

Rather than open-mindedness, perhaps disregards would be more apt.

Even this martial arts training teacher had already summoned several newly enrolling girls from the classes he taught for sexual training in the name of supplementary lessons.

The first one who caught his eyes was an energetic girl with half-updo brown hair.

Perhaps having no intention to listen to him from the start, she continued to chat with the boy next to her with a cute smile on her face.

Seeing their blatant sexual-bound couple act, shame and rage splendidly welled up within him.

The other one who caught his eyes was a girl who, rather than quiet, seemed to be more of a somewhat gloomy type.

Her semi-long, straight bangs hid her downcast expression, and although her looks weren’t one that fascinated those who saw it, they were surprisingly enough well-ordered.

Her figure, which made her gym uniform bulge out from the inside, was one that looked very pleasant to embrace, disproportionate to her age.

Above all else, the fragility, that she would seem to do as was told in silence even if she was forcefully being laid, that made one involuntarily want to tease her had stirred his sadistic heart.

Just as the thought 『I guess I’ll go with this girl first』 crossed his mind, he noticed the boy next to her.

『Whoa, just how many people has this guy killed up until now?』

He was inwardly taken aback by the slaughter machine-like cold expression where all emotions had vanished, no, perhaps they never existed from the start.

Of the whole students of the class, he was the only one who was staring fixedly at him without averting his gaze, with the gaze that was telling him that he was going to kill him.

It was the eyes of a homicidal maniac who had repeatedly slaughtered people in the dungeon.

For sure he had killed a number of people in the outside world as well.

It was the first time he had seen such a natural born killer who could clearly be discerned from his appearance alone, but a psychopath with mental problems was not all that new to him.

There was a time when the academy was like a reformatory, where all the problem children who couldn’t adapt to society were gathered, but due to the obvious decline in character and the inefficiency of the dungeon resource collection, the policy was thus revised.

Nowadays, the recommendation candidates to the academy were divided into two types: the run-of-the-mill type who wouldn’t cause a wave even if they went missing, and the psychopath type who would seem to be able to adapt to dungeon combat.

Nowadays, through document screening, appearance also began to serve as an important factor.

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