High School Hack and Slash Chapter 4 Part 4

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 Touma, who had come to a conjecture that the objects he could store or take out were most likely limited to those he was in contact with, planted his legs on the floor while still cradling Shizuka.

Ahn….

 Being suddenly jolted, Shizuka, whose sexual urge was returning along with the sense of relief, squeezed her buttocks tightly.

 First of all, raising his hand toward the top of Seiichi’s bed, with thuds, Touma dropped the three boys out of the mysterious space.

 Seeing that the three of them had similarly fallen unconscious with peaceful expressions on their faces, but were more or less still breathing, Touma, judging that there didn’t seem to be any trouble, was relieved.

 But their bodies were cold and they were falling to a state of cyanosis from oxygen deficiency.

 He was told that the oxygen concentration of the gas that filled the mysterious space was less than 10%.

 Humans were unable to survive in an environment where the oxygen concentration in the air was less than 18%.

 In particular, if you were to breathe air with less than 10% oxygen concentration, you would end up losing your consciousness before you could even become conscious that you felt unwell.

 It was said that this was because the low-oxygen gas that entered the lungs ended up sucking the oxygen out of the bloodstream instead.

 It was not the level that could be endured with perseverance or perhaps holding one’s breath.

 If you breathed in a gas with an oxygen concentration of less than 10% even for just one breath, you would end up falling unconscious.

 Such was exactly the state in the dangerous space known as Touma’s item box.

 It was a deadly space that would reap your consciousness in one breath, and if left unattended, would put your vital activities to a stop within ten minutes.

 And then, it appeared to be cold.

Ahn, um… um…

No problem.

Um, but… but…

No problem.

 Touma repeated those words as if to convince himself, and reaffirmed his hold on the inquisitive Shizuka.

 Due to the sense of relief from having the problem settled, vitality was revived on the lower half of his body.

 Seated on the edge of the bed, they naturally resumed their cowgirl position play.

Ahn…ahn…

 Being made to turn around toward the wall by Touma, Shizuka, whose gaze was averted from troubles, was squeezing out a sweet voice.

 Touma, getting adapted to the stimulation of Shizuka’s soft flesh pots, scooped up her plump ass with his hands that had crept over from under her armpits and rocked it.

 The penis, which was left alone throughout the commotion until it was tightly and firmly recognized as part of the vaginal flesh, slid in and out, stirring up the inside.

 At the first sensation ever of having the inside of her belly being pulled out and pushed in, Shizuka writhed and dug her nails at Touma’s back.

Ahn… Aahn, ahnn….

Sup~. Pardon the intrusion. Virgin here, I’ve also brought over first year kids.

Confiscated.

 Later, additional personnel came over to the room, but without particular commotions, Shizuka’s moderately heavy panting continued to echo.

 

 

 I open my eyes to the morning sun stinging my eye lids with a sense of languor and profound sense of satisfaction.

 What occupies the majority of my vision is the beautiful black hair of Shizuka, who has an angelic ring floating in the morning sun.

 We are both completely naked, and our legs are glued, entwined tightly together under the futon.

 It is the extremely natural result of seeking warmth in a single-sized bed.

 Perhaps it is because the school is located at the foot of a mountain, but even at this time of year, the freezing cold still remains at dawn.

 My penis, which had vomited until it was dry last night and was still abused even after that, is indifferently showing its morning glory.

 I’m in such a good mood that I don’t feel like quietly sinking it into Shizuka as my morning greeting.

 Instead, I gently stroke and comb her glossy black hair and paste my lips on her forehead.

Morning.

… G, good, morning.

 Shizuka, opening her eyes atop my arm pillow, buries her face on my chest and whispers in a fleeting voice.

 Her cat-like spoiled act of moderately rubbing her face against my chest when I lightly hug her is so cute.

 When Shizuka notices my morning wood, she asks me with her upturned eyes, but I shake my head.

 Shizuka nods if ever slightly regretfully and leans in closer, pressing her breasts generously against me.

 Reacting to this pleasant sensation, my morning wood seems about to evolve to an even solid form, so after giving Shizuka a firm hug under the futon, I raise my body.

Now then. Let’s get dressed and go eat breakfast.

 I may stand out for taking Shizuka to the dining hall of the men’s dormitory, but there were also several female students during breakfast time yesterday for some reason, so I bet there won’t be any problem.

Yes… huh, hii!

 Shizuka, who raises her body up with a smile on her face, leaks out a shriek.

 On the other bed, atop Seiichi’s bed behind Shizuka’s back, there are a total of six boys who are literally sleeping on top of each other.

 It looks like they are somewhat unable to sleep well, but they seem to be in the middle of fast and sound sleep.

 Come to think of it, I remember that I hadn’t let Shizuka turn around until we were wrapped up in the futon.

 Because it was picturesquely somewhat unsightly.

 Seiichi’s bed is quite packed with the smell of men, but he reaps what he sowed, as it was caused by his ineptitude when he brought Shizuka over.

 After changing into our uniform and putting in order our preparation for heading to school, while calming down the rather frightened Shizuka, we head down to the dining hall.

 There is nothing in particular that could be stolen from here, so it should be fine even if I don’t lock the door.

 In the dining hall, we are met with grins and undisguised stares, but no incident arises.

 As long as they don’t do anything along directly messing with me, I have no intention of disturbing the order of the dormitory.

 I hold Shizuka’s hand, who is frightened by the stares, as we leave the dorm, and she happily smiles and leans in close to me.

 Now that I think of it properly, we haven’t had much of a proper conversation-like conversation, but I feel like she’s really taken a liking to me.

 It seems to be the same for me.

 I recall the words of a certain politician who once said that good deeds are better than good words.

 I wonder if I did a good sex.

 That may not be quite the case.

 I’m proud to say that I’ve led a youth that was far removed from relationships between men and women up until now, but rather than because I’m one who exaggeratedly puts himself on guard, it could be said I’m more into naturally building up relationships.

 I do have a feeling that the sexual ethics in this academy are exceptionally lax, but it’s hard to judge as I can’t find anything to compare it to.

 When we arrive at the first year third group class, it feels like the morning buzz has suddenly died down.

 Seiichi, who is seated on the rear seat by the window, is grinning and laughing, so I head over to him to complain about last night.

Sup. Looks like you had a good time last night. Huh, ouch.

Good morning. Shizuka, Touma-kun.

Good morning.

 First of all, after administering divine punishment on Seiichi, I reply to the greeting that echoes from my back.

 Mai, who is smirking with cat-like lips, nudges at Shizuka.

Looks like it went well. You weren’t roughed up?

… Yes.

 She seems to be having some sort of private conversation with Shizuka, who has head down and is turned red the whole time.

You, stop resorting to violence right off the bat. Rather, you’ve been holding her hand this whole time, are you trying to show off?

Yeah.

 Now that I think of it, I forget that I have been holding Shizuka’s hand the whole time.

 As the girls in the class begin to raise kyakya shrieks, I can also hear shitty tongue clicking from the boys.

I see, you didn’t lubricate it with spit, huh. That means the condition must have been good.

Seiichi, you’re too blunt.

What’s it, so noisy.

 The sense of distance between Mai, who scolds him with her hands on her hips, and Seiichi, who begrudgingly waves his hand as if to shoo her away, seems to be close.

 It’s good to see that they seem to have built a close relationship.

 The clock tower visible from the classroom window rings the bell for the beginning of class.

 Today is a full day of general subject classes.


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