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High School Hack and Slash Chapter 47 Part 1

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Pasifista

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The Tartarus Arena

「How did things turn out like this….」

Dropping his shoulders, Seiichi lets out a sigh.

「No, looking at it from the perspective of our goal of training the women group, it’s just right.」

There’s no problem.

It’s just that since their growth rate is a bit beyond expectations, it leads to the current state where the men’s group is being left behind.

「Yeah, but you see. I mean, you get it, right?」

Of course.

It’s the so-called boy’s circumstances, such as honor or stubbornness.

There’s a need for us to acquire even more strength.

This is the reason why Seiichi and I have taken the trouble of rendezvousing with only the two of us during dungeon-off day.

To put it bluntly, Seiichi and I are ordinary people.

When it comes to physical aptitude, I guess we’re on the have side.

We have the capacity to accumulate 1s and reach 10s.

However, we are not in the category that can leap from 1 to 10 or create 1 from 0.

I don’t mean to belittle myself, but there are certainly people who make me think: ah, that guy’s quality is on a completely different level than mine, and at those times, I feel like I’m being shown how low I am.

And then, neither Seiichi nor I are bright enough to know our place.

「Well yeah. Rather, you’re in that category, too, aren’t you?」

「I’m not good with subtleties, so all I can do is handle everything through force.」

As someone of no talent, as expected I guess the shortest path is to ask for instructions from our predecessors.

Specifically, we should steal the combat techniques of the senpais sirs at the academy.

In other words, 『learning by watching』.

That’s right, as we’ve been trying to be secretive and keeping a low profile, we’ve been averting our eyes from the standards of the academy.

When it comes to battling with the use of skills and magic items, the Senpais should be one thousand days ahead of us.

「I guess the inter-club tournament is the opportunity to do so, huh.」

That’s a no brainer, but in that case, we would not be in time for said tournament.

「… I’ve been keeping this a secret from you, but actually I’ve participated in some student duels (Mensur) before, hiding my true identity.」

「I, I see.」

Even Seiichi seems surprised to hear that I, who is known for my mild personality, have participated in student duels (Mensur).

「There are so many parts to retort at like, it was supposed to be a secret huh, or your identity was supposed to be hidden huh, or your self-assessment is mistaken dude, so I sure am surprised.」

「It seems that they were all Senpai sirs of non-combat class, so they couldn’t serve as references.」

There was this one single Senpai who seemed like a powerful person, but he went and took it easy.

I wanted to, more like, enjoy a battle Nirvana where we could both ascend to a higher realm.

「You’re the type who can’t die on a futon, huh. You too much missed the era you should’ve been born in, didn’t you?」

「I have my own circumstances too.」

Whichever era I was born in, there’s not much difference.

Well, I do think this era is easy to live in.

The corridor in which we walk together is a bustling one, the aftermath of the lunch break still remains.

There are all sorts of people such as those who are preparing for a dungeon dive, those who are chatting over after-lunch exercise, as well as groups who are still chattering in the classrooms, talking about their afternoon plans.

In the midst of all this, the place we’re headed to is the『Arena (Colosseum)』.

It’s said to be located in the basement of the training facility that I’ve more or less become a regular at, but I’ve never gone there.

It’s said that just like the『Workshop (Factory)』, it’s a space where even ordinary students can use their skills in the same way that they do in the dungeon.

Except during academy’s official events, any club could use it as long as they filed an application.

However, a certain amount of fee is charged for its use.

At this time of the year, when the academy’s big event, the Inter-Club Tournament, is approaching, the place is full of reservations from the clubs that carry out mock battles or training.

As expected, fighting against monsters and fighting against other people are two different things, and the dungeon, where you have to be on guards against monster attacks and『Natural Enemy (Aggressor)』, is not suitable for training.

In other words, if you pay the『Arena (Colosseum)』 a visit, you will be able to see mortal combats of the leading club, spreading mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

「… It’s not to such a hardcore extent, right?」

「If you let your guard down, you’ll get done, you know.」

For better or worse, there seems to be a safety mechanism different from that of Rashomon.

「… kyaa …」「… this is the first time I’ve seen them live …」

The corridor in the regular classroom building is long.

It’s winding, as opposed to a straight line, but for there to be 24 classes in one grade, as expected it makes you realize just how huge the academy is.

For better or worse, the classroom building to the other facilities are connected through the corridor.

「Even if I get done by you, it’d be troubling, after all.」

「… here comes the tsundere~ …」

「… Say. Aren’t we strangely receiving a lot of attentions?」

I can hear the girls’ kyakya chattering, but I guess girls are just that kind of creatures.

If you take a look at the Senpai sirs at Asagi-sou, they’re pretty much like that.

To begin with, coming this far, we’ve gone too far away from the third group classroom, our starting point, so there’s no way for there to be our acquaintance here, after all.

「No, that’s not it, you see. It’s like, I have a chill up my ass, or something.」

Seiichi’s ass, around there, it feels as if pressure is growing from the buzzing surroundings, but well, I guess that’s just my imagination.

Even as I look around at our surroundings, none of the girls are looking at us.

Geez, Seiichi truly is a very self-conscious guy.

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The principle of the creation of the pseudo-dungeon space in an『Arena (Colosseum)』 was basically the same as in the small facility such as the『Workshop (Factory)』.

Delimiting the space with barriers, and filling the interior with miasma extracted from monster crystals.

The miasma pressure would be about the same as that of the dungeon first stratum.

However, unlike in a small magic circle, the reason why the miasma could be maintained in such a large space was that the materials that made up the『Arena (Colosseum)』 were themselves originated from the dungeon.

These were the ruins left behind by the once-conquered Super Class raid quest the『Tartarus Arena (Colosseum)』.

It was recorded that the other realm, which was classified as a『Lore (Legend)』 type, was at a critical state and materialized on the above ground.

It was said that in order to solve the phenomenon that would later on be called the『Present Realm (Advent)』, the whole forces of the time were dispatched into the battle with no regard for sacrifice.

No details of the battle had been left behind, but even after the destruction of the『Core』, the『Tartarus Arena (Colosseum)』, which had merged with the present realm, did not disappear, and even now, more than a hundred years later, it still contained a rich miasma.

「Ho, ho, ho…」

The main body of the『Arena (Colosseum)』 boasted a mortar-like shape that run from the ground surface to the underground, as if it were embedded in the gouged ground.

The shape of the facility was two peas in a pod with the Flavian amphitheater built during the Roman Empire, which served as the source of the『Lore (legend)』.

The center area, surrounded by stair-shaped spectator seats, served as a circular stage (battlefield).

If you looked up at the ceiling, you could see that arches of rustic steel frames were serving as cover, with heavy sealing measures plastered on top of each other.

「Ho, ho, ho, uuu!」

The smacking, ass-pounding sound that had been vibrantly reverberating along with the panting ceased.

With the pants and underwear having been pulled down to the knees, the boy’s buttocks, half hidden by his shirts, tightened.

The reproductive function, influenced by the excessive sex life in the academy, mutated under the influence of the special environment in the name of dungeon.

The present state was that most of the boys were not withering away in their sexual indulgences, but on the contrary, their sexual appetites were growing, and even the amount of semen they could store was increasing.

As spurting sound leaked out from the coupling parts of their sex organs, thick mucus spread out.

The penis that was readily pulled out with a pop was still warped and erect, as if it was only a matter of course, and leaking out cloudy fluid from the tip.

There was a gaping hole at the base of the chasm, stretched left and right, and it was filled with sticky seed juice.

The young flesh, still on the verge of maturity and boasting fluffy springiness, visibly closed the hole and returned to its original shape, semen still stored inside.

「I wonder which one, should, I, use, next.」

Casually taking a note, he moved his pointed fingertip and the tip of his penis to select one of the buttocks lined up alongside the wall.

「This one…」

「Hyaa….」

Thrusting his penis into the buttocks in front of him, he rotated it as he was drawing a circle.

「The neighboring one…」

「Haau.」

Perhaps harboring no complaints about the condition of the butthole he had so readily switched to, he continued to use it as a tool to appease the meat stick just like that.

In the stage of the arena, there were a variety of stage sets (gimmicks), remnants of the time when it was transformed into other realm.

One of them was an additional optional stage activation device called the『Wall of Prayer』.

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