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Yes, It’s the School of Silence – Part 03

“Ghk… gah.”

I staggered, then collapsed to the floor. Pain seized me, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

“B-Big brother!”
“Dear brother!”
“Senpai!”
“Aikawa!”
“Brother mine!”
“Hah! I wasn’t sleeping!”

Hiramatsu cradled my head in her lap.

When I cracked my eyes open, I saw the girls worriedly peering down at me.

“Senpai, are you okay?”

Kyouko looked like she was about to cry. The huge breasts pressed softly against my hand were magnificent.

“I figured something like this might happen, so I stuffed a copy of Dragon Magazine, now on sale to critical acclaim from Fujimi Shobo, under my clothes. Saved my life.”

To reassure everyone, I pulled out the magazine from under my shirt, a clean hole punched through it by the bullet.

If it weren’t for the Dragon Magazine, now on sale to critical acclaim from Fujimi Shobo, I would be dead. Indeed, I was a former special forces operative, former