High School Hack and Slash Chapter 89 Part 1
Chilled Chinese Noodle and Class Lost
The sound of birds chirping can be heard from the open classroom window.
The lingering summer heat is still intense, but the breeze blowing in is pleasant.
All’s right with the world.
「Regarding the『Takamagahara Reitaisai』 that is to be held at the end of this month, please check the handout that has been distributed. As of this year, it has become possible to apply for club-level event activities. The use of facilities and equipment will be on a first-come, first-served basis, so I recommend handling the procedures as soon as possible.」
It appears that the proposal of Doggy-senpai and the others has been adopted.
As this will be their first attempt, it’s probably to ensure a certain amount of liveliness.
It seems that all clubs up to rank C must be in charge of some kind of event.
For instance, setting up a goldfish scooping stall, renting a classroom and using it as an exhibition hall, or even holding a guerrilla live concert seems to be an OK.
Since we, Adept Orders, also fall under this category, it will be a subject for a club meeting.
I have some longing for things like working together with my classmates and livening up the school festival, but at this academy, as expected, I guess they put more importance in club organization.
Midori-sensei’s homeroom ends along with the sound of the chimes.
「So~ ho~ot~.」
Mai, melting limply on her desk, moans in vibrato.
Even as the morning classes end and it’s time for lunch, the classmates who are limply slacking like her are on the majority.
「Heey. Stop lazing about and let’s go to the school cafeteria.」
「I have no appetite~… Can I have some ice cream?」
「No, you can’t. You’ll ruin your stomach again, you know?」
Talk about weak.
If you clear your mind of all mundane thoughts, even fire would be refreshing.
Urging Shizuka, who is absentminded and seems to be half-fainting, as well, we move to the cafeteria.
The sign that reads, 『We’ve started chilled Chinese noodle』 makes for a pretty seasonal feeling.
Speaking of the staple menu in the summer, as expected, I guess it has to be it.
It’s also a popular menu among the students, and even as I look around the tables, those who have chosen chilled Chinese noodles are a lot in number.
Similarly, we, too, have been eating nothing but chilled Chinese noodles these days.
「Touma-kun~.」
At the table area that generally we’ve been gathering around there, there are the figures of Mikan-senpai and the others.
It’s not that we’re set to meet each other, but more like we’re to have lunch together should our timings match.
Perhaps it’s a characteristic of Craftsman class, everyone is weak to heat, and is limply melting away.
「Senpai sirs are also having chilled Chinese noodle, huh.」
「Yes. We’ve been having this all the time lately, you see.」
I sit down next to Mikan-senpai, who seems to be the only one who is strong against heat.
If I make a mistake in the seating, a strife will end up breaking out, so I have to be careful.
It’s not a hierarchical issue, but a topping-wise power struggle.
By the way, Mikan-senpai is of the faction that puts tons of mayonnaise.
Roughly, it’s a faction that has gathered about one-third of the support.
Even among the rest of the no-mayo faction, as it is is the best faction, mustard it is faction, as expected it’s ketchup faction, and it’s raayu (Chinese chili oil), isn’t it? faction are intermingling.
As the sesame sauce-loving faction has recently begun to emerge, the taberu raayu (chili oil mixed with chopped garlic, onions, etc) faction has formed alliance with the new frontier faction and have been commencing guerrilla activities.
I am of the anything goes as long as it tastes good faction.
Today, I go for a refreshing flavor with yuzu kosho (paste made from yuzu zest and chili paper).
Or so I thought, but then, Mikan-senpai drops tons of mayonnaise onto it.
The wide smile on her face is a silent threat that says: you’re also a part of this faction, right, Touma-kun?
「As of today, it’s finally time for the conquest of the 18th stratum, I suppose?」
Rinko-senpai, speaking with a hushed voice so that it can’t be heard by the surrounding tables, reaches out her hand and drops tons of ketchup.
The plate-field is plunging into a free-for-all state.
「… It’ll be after we get back to the dorm for once and get our equipment ready, though.」
I nod my head while wolfing down my noodle before the toppings on both sides get into the fray.
Actually, since the outdoor school, I’ve been unable to use the Item Box.
No, there doesn’t seem to be any functional problem, but the administrator, Yuki-chan, is in the middle of launching a crazy mad strike.
Even if I put something in there, *ptui* it ends up being spat out at once.
It seems that she was displeased with the fact that when I set Stall Spirit-san free at『Iwado Woodland』, I ended up causing a bit of a mess, in a lot of ways.
Currently, offering various sweets, I’m in the middle of imploring for her good mood.
「Well, it’s a stratum that’s a bit different from what we’re used to. So I guess we’ll have no choice but to familiar ourselves without rushing it, huh.」
Seiichi has had his mysterious GR class leveled up with a bang, so I guess his true intention is that he wants to adapt his『power』.
In my case, my class has changed for some reason, but honestly speaking, I have no recollection of changing it.
More or less, I wonder if it’s a third step class of GR branching.
It has turned into a class I don’t quite understand.
Name, 『Funasaka Touma』
Race, God of Thunder
Attribute, God of Destruction (Deva)
Rank, 10+e+e+0e+0e+1se
Ability, 『Metempsychosis (Fater)』 『Samsara』『Calamity』『Thunder God Apprentice ※Lost』『Raijin ※Lost』『Indra』
Existence Level, ☆★★●
「God Slayer (Judas)」 「Blessing of the Spirit Skeggiold」 「Blessing of the Spirit Herfjötur」 「Dragon Vein Destroyer (Gaia’s Enemy)」
「A male student from the first year third group of Toyoashihara Academy.」
At last, the word『human』 has ended up vanishing from my race, but it was buggy from the beginning, so it is nothing to be concerned about.
The attribute display overlaps with the race, so it feels a little verbose.
Even now, I still don’t know what kind of notation rules are at work here.
Well, this part is also sometimes replaced and displayed as『Calamity God (Pandora)』 or『Day of Calamity』, so I guess it’s buggy as well.
That’s a relatively trivial matter.
What matters is that my『Thunder God Apprentice』 and『Raijin』 classes have ended up becoming Lost.
Currently, I think I’ve fairly weakened.
What I newly obtained in exchange is an incomprehensible class called『Indra』.
Somehow, it makes me subconsciously feel like posing in the back of a temple.
According to Shizuka-sensei, my guide in times of trouble, he seems to be some sort of ancient thunder god.
True enough, I can still create some fuzzy clouds, and the crackling and rumbling also end up coming out.
Bodily sensation-wise, I feel no different from before, either.
On the contrary, I even feel like I have powered up.
—No, let’s stop making convenient interpretations and fooling ourselves.
I’m sure that I’ve weakened.
If I don’t strive through even more training and regain my strength, it’s only natural that I will be left behind by my party members.
「Now then, let’s go to the dungeon.」
「Eh~, I’m still eating dessert.」
Mai, with pudding and spoon in hand, is raising a booing.
The Senpais sirs also remain limply melting away.
It seems that everyone has yet to overcome their summer vacation blues.
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「Chieri-senpai.」
「Ahn….」
Chieri, who was hugged tightly, let out a voice.
The night breeze coming through the open window was still a little hot and humid.
Even though she had washed off her sweat in the open air bath after returning from the dungeon, her ending up being concerned about being smelling of sweat was probably her prudence as a woman.
Especially, the later she was in the order, the more her body odor gave rise to lewd smell due to repeated orgasms.
Chieri, getting sniffed, went hyaa, writhing and ending up curling herself up.
For the Craftsman members who had already been together since their Adept Workers days, the synchronized network of the Guild had ended up adapting as their normal state.
The union of the 12 astral bodies had progressed to such an extent that Mirin, a craftsman class who had been added as a new club member, was unable to join the Guild.
Although they understood that this was not a very wholesome state, no one stepped up to say anything about it.
Chieri, getting picked up lightly by Touma, was put down on her own bed.
The front of her pajamas were pulled open and she was sniffed all over her cute lime-colored bra.
With a mixture of embarrassment and the feeling of joy at being able to pique his interest, Chieri absentmindedly surrendered herself as she was being sniffed about.
「Hyaa….」
Having her panties speedily taken off, she was also then sniffed in the same manner.
With teary eyes, Chieri was already opening up her body.
The reason why she was able to endure Touma’s overly eccentric behavior was because the synchronization of her comrades that was transmitted to her tonight was an orgasm that deeply stimulated her sense of shame in the same manner.
In a sense, it was a smell play that could be called a rape of shame.
「Senpai… Sweet and sour, you smell so good.」
「Hauu~.」
Chieri, who had been covering her face with both hands, bonked Touma over and over.
「Hence, even if you become all sweaty, I believe it’s not a problem at all.」
「Th… That’s not the, problem… Here.」
「Of course, you need to rehydrate, though.」
Chieri shifted her gaze to her roommate Kakine’s bed.
Kakine, who had been subjected to a sweaty sex that seemed to have flowed from the sniffing play earlier, was limply passed out on the bed.
「Wait, wait… I’ll properly come to the dungeon. I’ll properly do my best.」
That’s why, normally.
Chieri, who was about to say that, hugged Touma’s back as he hung over her.
The act of welcoming another person into your body granted you nothing but pain unless it was someone you held dear.
On the other hand, if it was someone you held dear, the act would grant you blissful pleasure.
「Haaauuuu~!」
The intense sweaty sex that began with a bang after she was acclimated caused Chieri’s reasoning to get blown away all at once.
Chieri, who ended up becoming drained of strength limply just like her roommate, hugged the sniffing Touma’s neck.
「… The you of today, is such a meany, Touma-kun….」
「I’m thinking of making you guys understand with your body, Senpai.」
「Err, the reason why everyone is so listless is not because we don’t want to sweat, you know?」
They were simply melting from the summer heat.
She smiled wryly at Touma, who was troubled, holding his temples as they remained overlapping with each over.
「But if you’re doing your best, we’re going to do our best too, okay, Touma-kun?」
「Is that so?」
「Yes.」
Chieri, hugging him tightly, stroked Touma’s head as she was.
「… That’s why, there’s no need to be in a hurry. We have decided that we will always be together with you, Touma-kun.」
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