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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 43 Part 2

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Pasifista

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「I suppose there are also those who actually go off. For better or worse, as a form of pity from the academy, inside this, medicines in the name of tranquilizer that will make you feel good have been distributed, though.」

The small pochette Rinko-senpai has in her hand seems to be a first aid kit specially distributed to all of those who participate in the『Goten no Zakurosan』 raid.

It’s an emergency treatment for injuries and illness, or so it’s supposed to be, but psychotropic drug-like something seems to be in the mix.

It seems to be the academy’s consideration for raids with longer periods and higher difficulty levels compared to other raid quests.

For some reason I didn’t receive any, how outrageous.

But this kind of medicine is a no go, absolutely.

「Please confiscate it from everyone.」

No matter how much of a man of virtue you are, it is human nature to succumb to evil temptation, so it’s better to dispose of it from the start.

「In that case, I suppose I shall have you bring it up during dinner. You’re going to take care of us, so we won’t have any need for such a thing, right, Touma-kun?」

「Touma-kun, you pervert….」

Mental damage caused by Mikan-senpai’s pervert attack.

「I wonder if we’re going to be made to have sex with you without a break. All of us getting ordered not to put on our panties, getting told it doesn’t matter even if it’s in front of everyone, we are pounded from one edge to another, regardless of time and place.」

The log house under construction seems to have reached the roofing stage.

Like the corner where the logs are fitted together, it has an Alps girl feeling to it.

The power and multi-handedness of the『Armed Golem』 seems to have better utility than heavy construction machinery.

While Anzu-senpai and the others go into the completed hut to finish up the interior, Umeka-senpai continuously puts logs together in order to expand the room.

The stones that have been cut into the shape of blocks are also stacked up inside the offensive protective fence of logs like a rampart.

I wonder if Chieri-senpai’s 』Armed Golem』 digging a hole in the ground is by chance for the purpose of digging a well.

I was imagining a square one-room mountain hut, but it’s already quite on the level of a fortress.

「This place is dangerous after all, so precautions are necessary, right? Ah, no need to worry, there’s only one bedroom I suppose.」

「Hauu, Touma-kun, you’re too much of a pervert….」

The pervert attacks from the collaboration of Rinko-senpai and Mikan-senpai are turning into a combo.

I’d like to counterattack, saying: those who call other perverts are the perverted ones~, and make Mikan-senpai go hauhau.

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「Now then, in celebration of the completion of the base…. Cheers!」

When Mikan raised her mug, everyone surrounding the round table cheered in chorus following her lead.

The hands on the watch were pointing to the time too late for dinner.

However, the sky visible outside the window was the same twilight color as it had been since they first entered this raid field.

In the『Goten no Zakurosan』, even if time elapsed, there was no difference whether it was during day or night.

Just as how, for instance, eternal night continued on in the other realm where an undead was the boss, in the raid field, the period of time and the season were maintained to be an environment optimized for the boss.

In the living room, filled with the smell of fresh wood, the wooden round table in the center as well as the chairs for the number of people were simple products made by carving out logs.

Even though there were still some parts that needed further polishing, the log house that would shelter them from rain and dew and the two layers of protective walls around it, it was a base that was built from scratch in a bit more than half a day.

It could be said to be exactly the quintessence of a group of『Craftsman』 branching classes.

The mugs filled with mineral water were items brought in by each of them, but the furnishings such as plates were locally produced goods.

The platter grandly enshrined in the middle of the table was Kurumi’s prized work, chicken (plasma thunderbird) nanban with tartar.

There were no vegetables, so the garnish was desolate, but the affinity with freshly cooked rice was exceptional.

Speaking of provisions, in addition to bottled mineral water and seasonings, raw rice and wheat flour had been brought in as staple food.

It was one gorgeous dining table, incomparable to that of other participants of the supplementary raid quests.

The most common provisions that other participants brought was ration.

It stressed the importance of being high in calories, excellent in preservation, and easily consumable without taking much time to prepare.

Students with Sen to spare would go for hard cookies, canned food and retortable combat rations, while those with tight pockets would fill their bags with large amounts of protein bars and instant noodles.

Not only had numerous edible monsters been confirmed in the『Goten no Zakurosan』, wells had also been dug at the conquest frontline bases, so self-sufficiency was possible.

For argument’s sake, even in the case of you running out of provisions and starving to death, you would be restored to the state in which you logged in to the other realm and resurrected (respawned).

「Wow… So delicious.」

At the words of Touka, who was happily stuffing her cheeks with cutlet, the blushing Kurumi turned her face away with a humph.

The other members were also unable to stop their chopsticks even as they sang praises for Kurumi.

Her class might be『Chef』, but it didn’t necessarily mean that a dish would automatically be completed with just a shot of her skill.

While the process such as『Heating』, 『Stirring』, and『Aging』 could be utilized as skills, when it came to flavoring and cooking, the sense of the person in question would be necessary.

It was a dinner among comrades, but as expected, there was none who made a fuss.

It was by no means because they were frightened by the emergency of being in the middle of a raid quest, it was just that it had been a gathering of quiet members ever since the『Adept Workers』 days.

Many of them were that of introvert type, and although they became assertive when it came to their areas of expertise, they were not good at communication.

It was inevitable for these girls, who possessed some kind of craftsman constitutions, to obtain『Craftsman』 classes.

As of right now, through the power leveling of the『Order of Divine Workman (Adept Orders)』 they had all changed to the second step class.

Mikan: 『Blacksmith』

Rinko: 『Appraiser (Authenticator)』

Anzu: 『Dressmaker』

Kurumi: 『Chef』

Touka: 『Pharmacist』

Ichiko: 『Whitesmith』

Umeka: 『Fortress Architect (Ingeniator)』

Chieri: 『Alchemist』

Kakine: 『Engineer』

Akehi: 『Gardener』

Meiron: 『Patissier』

Hoodzuki: 『Perfumer』

Currently, each of the twelve of them was in possession of a different class.

In exchange for possessing no further changes to a superior class, possessing various type of second step class was the trait of the『Craftsman』 and『Officer』 branching.

For the upgrade type classes that stacked up changes, there were also some tree roots where the greatest step classes had yet to be identified, as for classes of similar system that had been confirmed, both classes above possessed the largest number of them.

「So, is Umecchi okay?」

「She just overused her skills, so he’ll be okay once you let her take some rest. I suppose she seems to have strained herself a little too much.」

At the question of Kurumi, the more animated type among the club members, the sought Rinko answered.

The value displayed as SP (Spiritual Point) in Touma’s Interface was consumed upon the use of skills.

The higher the miasma pressure in the field, the higher the recovery power, but should one consume a large amount at once, they could easily be afflicted with bad status such as dizziness or fatigue.

Due to the influence of fantasy type RPGs, among the students, it was also called magical energy, aura, or MP (Magic Point).

「Touma-kun is attending on her, so she’ll surely be okay.」

「Isn’t that on the contrary dangerous?」

「I suppose the danger is what will become of her, that’s the matter at hand.」

「Is, isn’t that obvious….」

At a loss for words, Kurumi’s cheeks turned bright red.

It was not just Kurumi, but everyone around the round table at the same time.

Uniformly turning their faces down, they stole glances and checked each other awkwardly.

Them shivering with a start and holding their mouths as they felt like that were about to leak out voice and go hau was also done at the same time.

「S, so… In short, I am saying that perhaps she would become like this!」

Face remained bright red, Kurumi’s clenched fist trembled.

「A, ahaha… Sheesh, Touma-kun sure is such a hopeless boy.」

「Well, I guess it’s a little late for that. Those who by all means not like it should just deactivate the『Guild』.」

Mikan, who showed an embarrassed smile with a troubled look on her face, and Rinko, who placed her elbows on the table with a wide grin on her face, were contrastive.

「Really, he should consider the time and place. That lewd monkey… Hyan!」

Kurumi, who had ended up letting out a cute coquettish voice along with her cursing, plopped down on the desk, remained red to the earlobes, with the fists of both hands trembling.

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