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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 181

Divine Grace (physics)

 ―― Territory『Hanging Woodland, Bloodsucking Valley Headwaters』 ――

―― countdown: 04:23:59:59 ――

 

Before I know it, night has fallen in the woodland.

On Onigashima, the day and night differ by each area, so the adjustment of my body’s internal clock is out of whack.

Well, not that I sleep, though.

「Hnn, ahn, hnn, hnnn!」

Honami-san’s coquettish voice is unrestrained.

I mean, no matter how many shots I give her, I see no sign of wilting.

Honami-san’s mochi buttocks, which I’m holding, are squishy and piping-hot like freshly pounded mochi.

Although Honami-san is on the large side for a girl, she has the body of an untrained girl.

In other words, she’s so light that I can carry her with ease.

Holding her up from behind and setting her up in front of my crotch, I have her engage in sexual venting.

「Hnn, ahh, nghh!」

Honami-san, who was convulsing and jerking about, is soaked with sweat.

And then, a sweet and sour, girlish body odor is rising from all over her body.

She is like an insectivorous plant that releases female pheromones.

If this is how her constitution is, then she is the kind of a virgin-killer of a girl.

She is the type of gentle girl with a sexy figure, as well as an air that she would accept you if you push her.

She is not a strikingly beautiful girl, but she has a friendly, soothing look.

I think she would be popular with men, or rather, uselessly popular with them.

If the person in question also likes sex, in a sense, she must be one hell of a troublemaker, no?

「Do you want to take a break?」

「Haa, haa, n, no… I’m still, fine, aahn!」

Given that she has received training from the onis, her endurance has been considerably trained.

Through the night, the series of sexual venting doesn’t end.

She is a girl with wonderful reactions, so my beastification hasn’t subsided either over here.

The female genitalia, which is filled with my penis almost the whole time, is also sucking on me as if it has been specially designed for me.

I received some damage when I was told that I was lacking in size, though.

「Ah, ahh, no… Don’t pull it out, please don’t pull it out… Haa, nghh.」

I pull out my penis from Honami-san, who is pleading with moist eyes and voice.

Thick, white, frothy mucus drips from her congested, seething, deep pink-colored chasm.

Or rather, with a spurt, it’s flooding out all at once.

*Flap flap* The hole is trembling and ejaculating in spurts.

Honami-san, with her tongue sticking out, begins to writhe, twisting her thighs together and squeezing the semen out of her.

Does it by any chance feel good, I wonder?

「Aah… Yes, amazing, so amazing… My belly, feels so good… Nghh~」

Carrying Honami-san, who ends up going limp, under my armpit, I walk into the river.

*Splish-splash* Around the place deep enough for the lower half of my body to be submerged in the water, I wash her leaks.

The hole of her secret place is still flapping, so I put a plug in it to prevent water from getting in as I carefully wash it.

It has molded to fit snugly, so there is no leakage.

*Splish-splash* Holding her waist with one hand, I indulge in cleaning as I wash her boobs as well.

After cleaning the outside, I pull the plug in and out a couple of times to scrape out the mucus inside her vagina.

I hope Honami-san, who is out of strength and is in ahe mode, can properly stand on her own two feet.

Putting my hand under her belly button, I prompt her to excrete from her vagina as I give it a light push.

「Ah, nn… Ah, nn… Hnn, nghh.」

Honami-san, who is grumbling as if in reluctance, is for some reason moaning adorably.

「Hmm.」

I noticed it when I held her up moderately, but the crest imprinted below her belly button has changed.

The pink geometric pattern has changed from erotic yet cute-ish to cool yet eccentric-ish.

The name I can read through the Interface also seems to have changed a bit, nah, I think it’s just my imagination.

It’s a trivial problem.

More importantly, I’m hungry, so let’s have breakfast.

◇ ◇ ◇

「U, um… Touma-sa, ma.」

「Yeah.」

The gestures of the twitching, or rather timid Honami-san are strangely maidenly.

The mini-skirted yukata she wears is neatly adjusted in the front, and her legs are closed in a shy manner.

I wonder why.

I end up feeling more eros from her than when she was in her deviant, lewd girl move.

And then, even when I cooked rice in the rice container or made miso soup with the mysterious turnips, she devotedly gave me a hand.

There was time until the rice was cooked, so naturally, I should say, I had her let me use her ass again.

I rolled up the hem of her mini-skirted yukata, and gave her a raw penetration in her springy ass.

As opposed to letting out a loud moan, the figure of her writhing while clamping her mouth shut was, how should I put it, married woman-ish.

She also offered to do the cleanup for me, so the one wound up seeding her again from behind.

「Um, there is no need to worry about me, so… As it is, please do as you wish, Touma-sama.」

「I see.」

「Y, yes. I will be in your care.」

Honami-san, who is smiling shyly and primly, is like a different person.

「Please treat me as your penis case, Touma-sama.」

「Hmm.」

It seems that it was just my imagination.

「No need to hold back… By all means, please let me quell that erection of yours.」

「No.」

Well, I’ll make use of her, though.

Besides venting my libido, the fact that my GP is gradually recovering is a lifesaver.

She lightly comes up to me, rolls up her hem, and lowers her ass with her back to me on top of my crotch.

「Ah, it fits so wonderfully… P, please don’t worry about me. Just treat me like an asshole slave for storing your penis….」

「Asshole slave.」

It’s already too late for Honami-san in a lot of ways, so let’s put it aside for now.

The person in question is also telling me to make her into a penis case.

Moreover, it’s fully automatic, so it’s hassle-free.

It’s not that I have no doubt about what manner of thing a fully automatic penis case is, but let’s put that aside as well.

The important point is that I’ve managed to retrieve the rescue target Tatsuya and Riru-san were looking for.

The person in question is totally intending to stay behind, but let’s have her talk with Tatsuya and Riru-san about that matter.

In other words, the remaining one is the classmate that Kotarou-kun was looking for… Yes, I believe it was Shiho-san.

Me being unable to remember her face even though she is a classmate is due to some inevitable circumstances.

Even now, the only classmates who will make eye contact and chat with me are the usual members.

I’ve also managed to get in touch with Kotarou-kun and Hero-kun, so let’s try to talk to them in a friendly manner after the break.

「Aah… Why, does it… Aah, feel so, good….」

The penis case seems to be mumbling something, but it doesn’t matter.

Since it’s fully automatic, it seems that the fitting condition is also automatically adjusted.

I also have an inquiry with the penis case, I mean Honami-san.

The ones who were taken out to be turned into penis cases called『Woman Fundoshi』 were Honami-san and Shiho-san.

The one who chose Honami-san was, as expected, Hoshikuma-douji.

And then, the one who equipped a girl who seemed to be Shiho-san between his legs, whom Honami-san said she had seen, was a boss oni named Kidomaru.

He was followed by the lol Four Heavenly Kings, so he must be a formidable opponent on the same level as the homo oni samurai and the drunk oni.

It seems that the large army that marched out from the oni capital was led by that Kidomaru.

The objective was to capture all participants in the『Onigokko』 quest on Onigashima, sparing not even a single one.

That is a bit different from the quest content I heard from Kotarou-kun.

However, it’s something that Honami-san, who has been turned into a penis case for Hoshikuma-douji, heard, so there should be no falsehood in the information.

Looks like while I was sleeping, the events progressed in a lot of ways.

「Well then. How should I move, I wonder?」

「Ah, aahn… No matter how you move, it feels so good.」

Penis case-san is asserting herself in the pose of rolling up her hem herself.

Now then, there are several options available.

Either to regroup with Seiichi, to look for『Mount Kinojou』 following Subaru-kun’s direction, or to follow up with Kotarou-kun and Tatsuya’s escape unit.

I guess there is also the option of doing nothing and staying on the sidelines, huh.

— I get the feeling that this is a watershed (turning point).

「Ahn, ahn, aahn.」

Looking at Honami-san moaning as her instincts demanded makes me feel like a fool for thinking too hard about it.

Whatever will be, will be (Que sera sera).

「Alright.」

Break time is over.

There’s no point staying here, so let’s get on the move and tidy up things that bother me.

Getting on the fuzzy clouds, we take off from the campground.

◇ ◇ ◇

「… Nghh, ahn, nmm….」

We fly downstream following the current of the river.

As expected, I think he’s gone already, but perchance Hoshikuma-douji is sunk or stuck on a rock.

That guy was acting alone, separated from the oni army.

I don’t think it was just for the purpose of washing his penis case.

He must have had a good reason.

It’s too late of a matter, but I’m very curious about it.

As for retort stating that I should have looked for him sooner, I had no choice because I was hungry.

Even Honami-san, who has been turned into his woman fundoshi, seems to not know the reason.

「Hnn, chuuu, chuu… Amu.」

I think Honami-san is hardcore, sitting down with a plop on the fuzzy cloud and going chuchu as she holds my penis inside her mouth.

She’s refusing to let go of my penis even for a single moment, so I’m also maintaining my full-monty style.

While stroking the base with her fingertips, she sucks the tip into her mouth.

In her mouth, the glans is licked up stickily by the tip of her tongue.

She is a girl that is perfectly skilled at giving services.

It’s hard to bring myself to ask her to stop.

「Shlruuup~… Haaa….」

As she presses the tip of her nose against the sack and goes sniff-sniff, her hips shudder as if she were overcome with emotion.

It feels like a heart mark is floating in her eyes and at the end of her sentence.

As she licks the underside of the warped pole, she puts her hands on her crotch and boobs and begins to masturbate.

She is a girl that’s too late in a lot of ways, but if that is her fetish, then there is no helping it.

This is where the male side should be more willing to accommodate her fetish.

「Ah, hnn.」

Putting my hand on her head and grabbing her hair, I make her press her face against my penis.

As proof that this act is not an abuse, Honami-san’s showing a melty look on her face with tons of heart marks springing up in her eyes.

Sometimes the same fetish also manifests itself in our Shizuka, so it’s not that I have no faintest idea what kind of play she would like.

When I rub her cheeks with my penis, her ass jerks up, perhaps having a light cum.

As we engage in such a slightly abnormal outdoor sky play, we fly through the sky above the river.

Feeling the wind in the nude gives me this exhilarating sensation that I rarely get a chance to experience.

If this were in the outside world, I bet I would have been looked at as if I were a pervert.

However, this place is an other world (raid).

This is a rare opportunity, so let’s enjoy this sense of liberation.

I spread my arms and welcome the wind.

Honami-san, who is going chu-chu as she gives me a titjob, should turn her eyes to this nature-filled scenery as well.

「—Hmm.」

My eyes meet those of a familiar schoolgirl.

Standing on the shore of the canyon is, that’s Riru-san, alright.

She is looking up at this side with dry eyes.

I drop the speed and altitude of the fuzzy cloud.

In a light manner, we land in front of Riru-san and the others.

Not only Riru-san, but the other girls are also gathering in the surrounding area.

They are all looking at us with the same eyes as Riru-san.

I can’t see the figures of Tatsuya and Kotarou-kun, but it seems that they have safely escaped from the oni capital.

「Hello Everybody.」

「… Ah, hnn.」

Honami-san, showing the wondrous performance of the one giving the titjob being the one who cums, arches back while still in the pose of sandwiching her boobs with her left and right hands and falls over.

Well, the fuzzy cloud is like a cushion made of low rebound material, so it is safe and secure.

「Ah.」

Riru-san, who turns red like an instant water heater, points at my crotch.

I’m certainly in a slightly ungentlemanly state, but it’s something inevitable with my own will alone.

「What are you, a free-to-pay player of R-18 rated social game?!」

「There are circumstances…」

「Is that girl the avatar you won in the first-time limited free gacha? I mean, isn’t that Honami?!」

First of all, I hope she can calm down and listen to what I have to say.

I’m sure she will understand that there were inevitable circumstances behind it.

「You pervert! Rape demon! Exhibitionist! Free-to-play user!」

「No, free-to-play is not an insult, is it? I think a game where you fight against each other with how much you pay is questionable.」

「Social games with PvP and raid elements are all about how much you pay! Free-to-play users are parasites! They are no more than fodder for the heavy whale users to kick around and allow them to go ORE TUEE, KIMOTIEE!」

What a sad, gacha addict.

First a sex junkie and then a gacha addict, are you saying Tatsuya’s party members are all personality-crooked people?

「I’m so glad you’re okay, Touma-kun!」

「I knew it, that cloud was you, Touma.」

Kotarou-kun and Tatsuya, who seem to have gone for an exploration, regroup with us.

As I thought, it seems that they were safe.

Well then, let’s exchange our respective information, shall we?