High School Hack and Slash Chapter 113 Part 1
Transformation
「Ō, yes… Ōō, yeə!」
Veronica is on all fours on the bed, her blonde hair swaying and her ass rippling.
The muscles around her hips, which have been shaped up, are rippling, true to the words of full impact.
The image is one of competing in an exciting sport rather than a naughty reproductive act.
It feels like riding a rampaging horse in a rodeo.
Veronica’s ass, which differs from that of Asian people in its skeletal structure, is exactly what you’d call a carnivorous, thick and voluptuous bulge.
Pinning down her rampaging self-indulgent body, I pierce her in the middle of her ass.
「Ō mī ɡäd, ō mī ɡäd… SpaNGk mē~!」
「Will you stop?」
*Smack!* As I slap her big ass, I throw in a retort (thrust).
At first I was excited because she looked like a Western buxom, but as expected, now that I get to actually make her go ō yes ssh haa ˈkəmiNG, how should I put it, it’s kind of subtle.
I’m also creeped out by Veronica-san, whose ass is jerking as she comes from the thrust.
「Ō… Darling, I would come if you pound me like that.」
Even if she calls me darling and the like, like hell if I know.
I don’t know the reason why, but it seems that I can understand the meaning of her language.
However, when she becomes empty headed and goes ō yes ō yes, it sounds like nothing but a squeal.
Leaving aside such an unimportant thing, I haven’t come yet, so I’m going to continue.
「Auu, darling!」
Even if it’s a sport-like sex, it feels healthy and wholesome in its own way.
It’s a sweaty, flesh-on-flesh martial arts sport.
「Ō… Ō, ōō… yesss, ˈkəmiNG, SpaNGk mē!」
「Will you stop?」
Veronica, her ass flesh jiggling from the spanking, screams in a beastly voice as she reaches a great ascension.
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The third morning after the raid dive began with such wholesome and sporty sex.
It was my first experience in having sex where I couldn’t feel that much eros from it.
She is over 170 cm tall and has a boing-baing glamorous body akin to that of characters that appear in manga.
Her built-up flesh is toned and she has the looks of a Hollywood star.
Such is the U.S. citizen Veronica-san, and the mood is totally that of The Guts.
「You’re Utamaro, aren’t you, Darling?」
The unashamed body communication of clinging and twining themselves around you must be a national trait.
She is fresh and bright, as if she doesn’t feel even a shred of gloominess deep down.
She seems to have a policy of not following anyone (male) who could not satisfy her sexually, but she went into mī ɡäd mode rather easily.
It’s just that, when I pressed her with a vibrating compactor-like pistoning in an attempt to stop her American moaning, she roared with a tiger-like howl.
The punishment was that of the vibrating machine that tightens the asphalt in road construction.
I continued to go ga-ga-ga-ga until she squirted.
「Yesss! Nika the『Female Tiger (Tigress)』 is my second name.」
She looks proud of it, but I have a feeling that was slang for『Minx』.
「Touma-san, good work since early in the morning… Or rather, you really are a female cat who doesn’t know what prudence is, aren’t you?」
「ˈMôrniNG, Shizuka! Call me Tigress, not Cat, okay.」
She winks at her and gives her a thumbs up.
When she’s exhibiting that much defiance, as expected it’s hard to throw in any retort there.
Based on our bodily time sensation, now is just about the time right for breakfast.
The club members are gathered on the dining room floor of the base.
Or so I thought, but I can hardly see any figures of the Senpais.
No need to guess, they must have been holed up in the workshop the whole time since then.
The Senpais sitting in their seats also look as if they are half asleep, their eyes flickering.
Kurumi-senpai, who is probably the most self-disciplined of the Craftsman group, is manning the kitchen with versatile strenuous efforts.
There are no girls but Kurumi-senpai and Meiron-senpai who can cook in our club.
If the two were to collapse, isn’t there a possibility that we might be wiped out, I wonder?
「Ah, My Lord. I am much honored to meet you.」
The one who rises from her seat and suddenly kneels in front of me is a platinum blonde beauty.
She’s a slender beauty dressed in male clothing, sporting a slender face with fine features and a demeanor overflowing with elegance, but her boobs are tiny.
I don’t quite get it, but an apostle belonging to a mysterious secret society called『Crusaders』, such is Seraphina.
But I’d like her to stop kneeling down as soon as she sees me.
「By all means, please call me Sera…. no, rather, please call me female pig. My Lord.」
「Too dark.」
「Masochism is the mannerism of a lady, if you will.」
Why did I go and pick up girls with such strong characters, I wonder?
Mirin and the others, the group of ordinary people, are totally creeped out.
On the contrary, Shizuka and the others as well as the senior members are accepting it as if it’s only natural, but I get the feeling that it’s very bad.
It doesn’t really matter, but if it’s just something like ass spanking in the middle of the act as a part of the play, I think it’s not a No, but when I was begged to choke her out, even I was put off.
So instead, I subjected Seraphina-san to a vibrating compactor as well.
「Do leave the morning greetings at that. If you are disturbing Touma-san, I will kick you out.」
I’m getting hungry, so Shizuka-san’s assertiveness is very reliable.
I try to get to the table, but Seraphina-san, who nonchalantly goes on all fours in an attempt to become my human chair, is in the way.
Her way of thinking is no longer that of an ordinary person.
「It is a natural service in our seminary, though….」
Seraphina, looking somewhat dissatisfied, returns to her seat.
When I thought that things have finally calmed down, the girl sitting across the table from me is trembling.
The child, who reminds me of a small animal such as a hamster, is the third girl we’ve recovered.
Like the twin sisters and Mikan-senpai, she is a girl of the tiny type.
*Splash splash* Soup is spilling from the cup she is holding, as if wrapping it up in both hands.
Unlike Veronica and Seraphina, who seemingly would say that things like confinement rape is a『mannerism of a lady』, she seems to have not recovered from the mental panic yet.
「Rin-chan. It’s okay.」
「It is. It’s only Wanushi-sama’s face that’s scary.」
「… ˈRēəlē?」
Linda, aka Rin-chan, is clinging tightly to Miharu and Natsumi, who are chaperoning her.
It seems that she’s become a member of the tiny girl alliance.
Also, please stop talking about my face, since it hurts me.
「Alright, everyone. Breakfast is the source of energy for the day, so be sure to eat to your fullest, okay.」
Kurumi-senpai brings us a heap of sandwich sets placed on a wooden lunch tray.
These are submarine sandwiches made by cutting a slit in the side of rod-shaped bucket breads, which were roasted into golden-brown color, and sandwiching ham, cheese, fried eggs, tomatoes and vegetables in a hearty portion.
The tingling, spicy mustard mixed with the mayonnaise sauce that threatens to spill out gives a nice accent to it.
Given things, I guess opening your mouth wide and taking a bite into it is justice.
The crunchy texture on the outside, which only freshly baked bread is allowed to have, and the springy texture of the dough on the inside are irresistible.
The sourness of the pickle – prepared by Momoka-senpai, a pickle fanatic – is the secret seasoning.
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