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Chapter 341 part 1

After the entire member of the 『Doom Squad』 had finished picking peaches, I heaped up the harvest in a basket woven from wisteria vines and headed for the merchant guild.
It was still early afternoon. Under early autumn sunlight, I crossed the central square, carrying a heavy load on one side of my arms.

「Excuse me~」

It is a reasonably large, though not luxurious, building on the east side of the plaza, with many people coming and going. I walked into the first floor of the building with a greeting and approached the counter.

「Is it a gift? I feel sorry for always receiving these gifts.」

A tough-looking old man with a scary smile came out from the back of the counter. If this is the first time someone sees him, I’m sure they will be terrified, but you’ll be fine once you got used to it.

「Please don’t mind it, I’m always under the guild’s care after all.」

When I replied with a smile and handed the basket to him, the staff who were doing paperwork behind the tough-looking chief looked at me and bowed their heads.
The fruits that I have been sharing with them from time to time seem to be well received by everyone.

(Well, I guess that’s obvious huh.)

After all, it was the spirit beasts who tilled the soil, planted the seeds, and took care of the plants. I don’t know of any fruits and vegetables that are better than these, even if I combine my previous and current lives.
After leaving the merchant guild, I went to a food stall in the square in front of the building. Then, after finishing my lunch, which is pizza-like food, I walk along the street to the east gate, peeking into the stores in the shopping district.

(It’s about time.)

I handed the three peaches wrapped in a cloth bag to Herbivore Mechanic in the knight’s hangar, and we had a chat over tea in the name of exchanging information.
By the time we were done, it was not even mid-afternoon yet.

(Most brothels open at noon.)

Roughly an hour and a half to two hours which is one session of playtime. When that’s over, if it’s a popular girl, she will be on her second play.
The princesses on the platform to the customers who are checking out the products in the lobby. Both of them would have finished warming up.

(But I guess this isn’t the case for that store, huh?)

Shrugging my shoulders lightly, I headed for a narrow alley south of the main street of the red-light district. It is the 『Brothel School』 newly opened by 『The Revolutioner』.
If I were to rank it, I would say that it is definitely lower than the low-class brothel. However, this place is filled with the dreams and ideas of the Revolutioner, myself, and my best friend, the perverted macho of the knight order.

『The girls who wish to work in a brothel but are unable to do so because of their lack of skills.』

『Men who want to play but didn’t have much money.』

One solution to both of these is the Brothel School.
A brothel and a school where you can get a certificate when you graduated from it. By combining these two, it became possible to work while studying.
Because their position is similar to that of apprentices, their wages are low and therefore cheaper for the customers.

「Good day. I come again today.」

When I opened the cheap-looking wooden door, I found myself in a sparse room with only a reception desk, too small to be called a lobby.
A middle-aged, skinny man sitting behind the counter broke into a smile when he saw me.

「Thank you for the other day. Your feedback was very helpful.」

His looks and voice. Neither of them looks dignified, but apparently this person is the 『Revolutioner who always breathes a new wind in the industry』.
The reason I don’t call him that is that neither he nor I have properly introduced ourselves. But I guess that’s not a big deal.
Because we are comrades connected by one thing, which is our love of brothels.

「Prohibit the use of tickets in stacks. And the customers are not allowed to enter the girls’ toilet, is it?」

I nodded while looking forward to hearing how he addressed the problems I pointed out last time.
The Revolutioner thinks for a moment and continued.

「Rather than deciding right away, I will wait and see. Because not many people would spend their tickets like water and stay in the washroom with the girls.」

I laughed wryly as I scratched the back of my head with one hand.
The majority of the customers here are those who want to play for cheap, so most of them buy only the 『Entrance Fee』 or plus 『One Ticket』.
I’m the only one so far who bought a bunch of tickets and wasted them because I couldn’t spend them all.

「Then, I’ll go with only one ticket today, please.」

I’ll just do the same with everyone else.
Tonight’s closing will be between the legs of Light Cruiser-sensei Jayanne. So I’d like to keep it to just one shot here.

「Well then, please enjoy your time here.」

After paying with my merchant guild card and hanging a blue tag around my neck, I was escorted to the back of the room by the tired-looking middle-aged man.
I pulled open the door and stepped into the short, windowless hallway that led to the classroom.

(It’s considerably crowded today.)

Next to the end of the hallway is a wooden sliding door. When I opened it, the view from the rear of the classroom unfolded.
A female teacher in her late twenties with heavy makeup is writing on the blackboard, and the backs of twenty or so female students are taking notes in their summer sailor suits with their bras transparent through the uniform.

(This is nice.)

Several men were kneeling on the floor, hugging the girls from behind and squeezing their breasts as if to interrupt the class.
However, the popular spot seems to be in the lower body, and I could see that twice as many customers were hiding under the desk.

(Then, me too.)

I began to crawl on all fours across the classroom floor, put my head under the desk, and spread open a girl’s thighs, which had been closed.
What appeared before my eyes was a cloth covering the base of her legs, which could not be hidden by the pleated skirt above her knees.

(How lovely.)

I squint my eyes at the frilly pale pastel cloth and exhale slightly.
No matter how old you are or how many times you see it, this landscape never gets old and is always good to see.

(Hoho… It’s soft.)

The firm and soft young skin inside her skirt. I enjoy the feel of it with my palms and cheeks, press my head against the base of the thigh, breathe deeply, and move onto the next girl.
There, I spread her thighs apart again and plunged my head into her skirt. It was like a butterfly climbing the ladder of a flower called a skirt.

(Alright, she’s free now.)

The next female student I was heading for was the one I had been aiming for earlier.
She had long, straight, shiny black hair and a serious look. She really has a 『class president』 atmosphere and I couldn’t help but want to tease her.

(Could it be that he’s clinging onto her until the time limit’s up?)

The boy had been obsessed with the class president ever since I entered the room, rubbing her chest and using her lap as a pillow. The reason why he left her with a regretful look on his face is because the tag he wears around his neck has turned black.

(From blue to red, and then black is approximately two hours.)

From the looks of it, it’s highly likely that that boy is totally into her.

(I can understand why though.)

The most beautiful girl in the class that catches everyone’s eye. Or the athletic girl who is bright and cheerful. The class president type is also in constant and very high demand.
Unfortunately, girls often do not understand a man’s heart and have low self-esteem.

(Let’s see… shall we take a closer look at the inside of the skirt of the uptight class president?)

The sound of the sliding door closing as the boy leaves the classroom. After hearing it, I move to her front.
Before diving in, I take a look at her face from down below, which is silently staring at the blackboard, and then put my hands on both knees and spread them open to the left and right.
A cloud of doubt rises in my mind at the surprising lack of resistance from the girl, but it soon fades away as a mist.

(Hoho…. Now this is quite something.)

Despite her expressionless face, the cloth inside her skirt in front of me was oozing with water and it sticks to her skin, revealing the shape of a large bud.
It seems that the lust of the boy who keep clinging to her had done considerable damage, although he couldn’t land the finishing blow probably because of financial reasons.
From the opening time until now. If he kept stimulating her even when it was break time, it’s not surprising that she would get so ripe that she almost melt.

(Hm?)

As I stared idly at the heartwarming view, the class president with long black hair began to wriggle her hips from side to side.
When I removed my hands from her knees and leave them at is, she now closes her knees together and moves her thighs so that her inner thighs rub against each other.