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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 153 Part 2

「… By the way, it is not safe to stand there, you know?」

「Huh?」

An earth tremor-like vibration echoed through the entire school building.

The walls of the classroom shattered as if exploding, and a gigantic, bronze-colored arm protruded from within.

*Crack * The fist that had sunk into the wall on the hallway side was snapped and shattered.

The one raising their body while scattering the wreckage from the crater in the wall was the root of his nightmare.

「Touma-san!」

However, Kazuto’s gaze was fixed on the Demon Lord, who was bursting into a delightful smile.

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―― Peripheral World『Seven Wonders of the Academy』, Episode『The Drifting Classroom in the Sky』 ――

―― The『Back』 floor, the『Bomb Shelter』 domain  ――

Rather than a school building of the academy, the place is more like an underground bunker with bare ground.

Like, a place even further down than the basement floor, I guess.

It’s a bit damp for a storeroom for storing materials.

On my rear, Blackboard eraser-man and the others are going hurray hurray as they cheer me on, and in front of me, the one on the altar is… I wonder what, a statue of Buddha, perhaps?

It’s a wooden carving that looks like a tiny version of the Great Buddha of Nara.

 

Name, 『Kodama (Wood Spirit)』

Race, Tsukumorei (Tool Spirit)

Attribute, wood

Rank, 45

Abilities, 『Faith』, 『Synchronization』, 『Replica』

Existence Level, ☆☆☆

 

Well, that’s weak.

To begin with, Blackboard eraser-man and the others here are of a lower level than Konnyaku-man and the others at Asagi-sou.

Or more like, they’re still young, I should say.

The race of Konnyaku-man and the others is also『Tsukumogami (Tool Divinities)』, so they’re slightly different.

In fact, the death metal biwa, for instance, its level is so high that it’s almost laughable.

The only one comparable to them is the mirror left and chained in the back, I guess.

Around the time I manage to read the words『Ungaikyō』, the Buddha statue begins to swell up and grow larger.

Buddha statue-man, standing up at the same time, dashes toward our direction.

As I end up being fascinated by the magnificent crouching start, I end up receiving a direct hit from the Buddha statue punch.

The dashing Great Buddha of Nara huh, that’s so laughable.

Like, for it to get stuck on the ceiling as it grows too big, I can’t only think of it as a move to make me laugh.

What a new kind of attack.

I got smashed with a full power blow as I let my guard down, but frankly speaking, no real damage was done.

I do feel sorry for the Buddha statue-man, but this too is what you’d call difference in level.

It looks like I’ve broken through the wall and went back into the school building, but this is an inevitable destruction.

Shattering the Buddha statue knuckle, I stand in the debris-strewn hallway.

「Touma-san!」

Giving a thumbs up to Shizuka, who’s in the hallway, I turn to Buddha statue-man, who is stuck inside the classroom.

This, I’m troubled about how I should deal with it.

The appearance is like that of the Great Buddha of Nara, so I feel like I’m becoming the enemy of the Buddha or something like that.

Well, I’m going to beat him down, though.

Punching the side of Buddha statue-man’s head, I then crush the urna dot on the forehead with a jumping knee drop.

I feel like Mara, the Buddha’s enemy.

The Buddha statue head, which has cracked spectacularly, shrinks down with a sizzle.

Or rather, the whole body returns to its original Buddha statue size.

The wooden Buddha statue-man, now the size of a palm, is putting his head on the floor in a dogeza.

However, mercy is unnecessary for your enemies.

So is my creed, but Blackboard eraser-man and the others are protecting Buddha Statue-man.

「Hmm… Got it. I’ll let it slide this time.」

To begin with, it’s a request from Blackboard eraser-man and the others.

In return, please handle the cleaning up of this destroyed hallway.

「Touma-san. Thank you for your hard work… The situation has turned into one that I could not even begin to imagine, unable to even make heads or tails, though.」

「I have my own circumstances.」

Even if you ask me to explain, that’d be very troubling.

Rather than a fight, it feels more like a punishment for a mischievous child.

When I pat Shizuka, strength drained from her shoulders as if feeling relieved.

I don’t know the circumstances over here either, but it seems she was feeling stressed.

Blackboard eraser-man and the others, who have been going yada-yada mumble-mumble plunk, seem to have reconciled.

At the back of the underground bunker, the mysterious mirror with a beard bows its head.

It’s hard to tell where the head is, but I think that’s probably how it is.

As a dubious rainbow-colored brilliance emanates from the mirror, the destroyed classrooms and walls are restored.

As expected of the mystery vessel of the same caliber as the Konnyaku-man.

Its skills were also an array of ones I’d never seen before, so I guess this guy was the reason why the doors and windows were strange.

No, Buddha statue-man seemed to be able to do something like skill copying, so I guess it was that one, huh.

And then, it’s likely that he tried to test my and Seiichi’s authority (skill) as well.

As it got out of control due to him being unable to wield it, it allowed Blackboard eraser-man and the others to escape, huh.

Well, it doesn’t really matter at this point.

There’s no trace of destruction or weirdness left in the school building that has returned to how it used to be.

It still looks like a raid domain, but I guess there’s no need to worry about it in particular.

「Good. Looks like there’s no problem.」

「… Yeah, yes. Though, it is beyond my ability to comprehend, so I am a little torn about whether or not I should pretend I did not see it.」

I think there’s no need to force yourself to try to understand it.

I mean, I don’t understand it myself.

「Well then, shall we investigate the remaining classrooms?」

「Yes.」

When I nod to Shizuka, who is snuggling up to me in her usual position, I notice that one boy is standing stock still in the hallway.

Or rather, it’s our classmate Kazuto-kun, I believe.

He’s a strong guy who launched a counter against my beam in the tournament.

The gaze as he’s looking straight at me is very fresh.

The sorrow of there being almost no classmates who would make eye contact with me.

「… I’ll be damned. I can’t think of anything to say. I see, that means this is the extent of the man I am, huh.」

Kazuto-kun, laughing deridingly, floats a self-derision smile.

「Sorry, but I’m going to have you give me a little more time… It seems that I’m still a brat who can’t stand on his own two feet.」

「Yeah.」

I don’t know what he’s talking about, though.

Kazuto-kun, floating a manly smile on his face, turns on his heel and takes his leave.

I can see why he’s so popular with the girls.

He’s a guy whose every gesture is picturesque.

「Hmm.」

But still, I wonder if he wanted to say something.

By any chance, did he want to be friends with me, or something?

「No, I believe that is impossible. Situation-wise, though, it is sweet, I am going to make use of it.」

「A chill is….」

「It is just your imagination… As of yet, though.」

Shizuka, linking her arms with mine, rests her head on my shoulder.

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「Sigh~… Geez, that was just beyond comprehension, talks about sucks.」

「Now, now. Sena-chan, calm down. Everyone is safe, and as for the investigation, I believe it will be finished by tomorrow, okay?」

Shiho pacified Sena, who was grumbling and leaving behind complaints.

The way back from the old club building.

The『Hero Group』 troupe was headed for the student cafeteria.

It was the perfect venue for students from different dormitories to hold a good work party.

It was fairly more expensive than lunchtime, but they also did late-night business.

「There are days like this, too. It is good to have them once in a while, is it not?」

Shiho, her womb still tingling from the reward she had received plentifully, smiled.

「I guess so. Once in a while, but you see….」

Ultimately, Sena was unable to regroup with the others until the end, but her steps were light.

Even if she had no recollections of it, her body had been solidly satisfied.

Even as sperm she had no recollection of being injected with was plentifully filling up her vagina and stickily soaking her panties, she harbored no doubts about it.

「It’s a little unsatisfactory since I didn’t get a chance to wield my sword, though.」

The same was true for Yayoi.

Having been made to plentifully wield her sword in her asshole, her womb was even fuller than Sena’s.

If anything, she harbored a sense of mission that as soon as the good work party was over, she would head to a certain boys’ dormitory and serve as a hug pillow.

「Good grief. This time, things developed into us getting completely caught up in it, huh….」

「I guess. It was over as we had sex, right? I don’t mind at all, though.」

Takeshi, holding harem girls in both arms, laughed without a hint of shame.

「… What’s wrong, Kazuto? Are you still not feeling well?」

Nanami, tilting her head in an impish gesture, leaned in close to the silent Kazuto.

However, she was captivated by Kazuto as he sighed and smiled.

「I was recalling my own inadequacy. I’m lacking in so many things. Which means I’m not qualified to stand against that kind of guy.」

「H, heeh… I don’t really get it, but it looks like you’ve returned to the usual you, Kazuto… Kyah!」

「I’ve come to want to fuck you. Get yourself embraced by me until we reach the cafeteria, okay.」

「G, geez, Kazuto, you’re so wild!」

Nanami, who was picked up lightly, clung to him with a flirtatious voice.

「Hmm… Then, Mii. Put out your ass in front of me.」

「Fwah, y, yes. Kotarou-sama.」

「Then, I guess I’ll go at it too.」

「Sigh~… Really, our boys are such horndogs, aren’t they?」

「Ahaha. That is fine, is it not? Or rather, we are about to arrive at the cafeteria already, though.」

As Sena let out a sigh, Shiho, smiling cheek to cheek, watched over her comrades.