Chapter 244
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 244
Chapter Title: The Student Council President and the Track Girl
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Using the hypnosis skill, I imprinted roughly the same commands in Ishikawa Rio's mind as I had with Chinatsu just moments ago.
"Ah.... Master...."
"That's right. From today on, I'm your master. Strip naked, lie down here, and spread your legs. I'll pop your virgin cherry pussy for you."
"Yes... thank you...."
I started having sex with Ishikawa Rio and enjoyed her over and over.
'Hmm, this girl's got a long, slender body, so her pussy's nice and deep too. And true to her morals committee role, her inner walls are all bumpy and lewd as hell. Figures for a character where "morals" is just code for "slutty." She's soaking wet too.'
The classic morals committee beauty trope from harem stories or smut manga.
Preaches morals to everyone else but is the sluttiest, most promiscuous girl in school.
Has all sorts of messed-up sex knowledge and thinks dirty thoughts every day.
"Haht...! Aaang...♡"
I hadn't even used much of my aphrodisiac & drug-laced semen, but Ishikawa Rio was already moving her hips on her own, chasing pleasure.
Good is good, so after pounding her a few times and having my fun, I moved on to sex with some other girls.
Eventually, I sent Yukino and Nadesshiko out of the gym storage room, telling them each to bring back one more girl.
"Yukino, you go get the student council president. Hashimoto Ritsuko. You know her, right?"
"Yes, Master."
"Nadesshiko, you get Ikeda Meiko. You know her? Yuuki Shido's one-year junior from the track club."
"Ah, yes, I know her. She's been Yuuki senpai's loyal junior for a while. Thanks to Yuuki, we've had a few exchanges."
"Yeah, bring that girl here. She's probably at the neighboring school right now."
The student council president senior with her striking wine-purple long straight hair and light purple eyes, and the track club junior with her short, tousled light brown hair, utterly clueless about sex and thus shameless.
Both were straight out of the cliché playbook in youthful comedy harem stories.
The student council president senior pulls off the intellectual big-sis vibe with sex appeal. (Or she gets flustered and clumsy only around the protagonist, adding that gap moe charm.)
The tomboy track junior who sticks to guys like glue but suddenly gets shy, or gradually turns girly and emotional around the protagonist—that gap moe sells her sex appeal.
It suddenly hit me what my little sister once said: all these characters from shonen manga are just shady adults crafting hits for every fetish to rake in the cash.
'Hmm, feels like I'm banging too many named girls too fast on this 7th floor.'
Back on Tower floor 6 in the Martial King Heavenly Demon world, I fucked hundreds without memorizing numbers or caring—as long as they were pretty virgins, they were fair game.
Honestly, the only ones I remember are #892, and that she renamed herself Golden Spring Child or whatever.
So yeah, maybe I should sort out the girls I've claimed on this 7th floor. Time for a mental list.
1. Extra. 30-year-old knitwear NEET unemployed. Park walker Ishii Imaru. (Original surname Ogawa. Changed it after marrying me.)
2. Extra. Third-year morals committee. Nakajima Yukino.
3. Main heroine. Original loser protagonist's childhood friend. Deep navy-blue long straight hair. Yamato Nadesshiko.
4. Main heroine. Original loser protagonist's same-class library loner classmate. Sky-blue hair. Yamashita Chinatsu.
5. Main heroine. Original loser protagonist's one-year senior. Second-year morals committee. Brown long straight hair. Ishikawa Rio.
And the ones I'm about to claim....
6. Main heroine. Original loser protagonist's one-year senior. Student council president. Purple hair and light purple eyes. Hashimoto Ritsuko.
7. Main heroine. Original loser protagonist's one-year junior. Track club. Short light brown hair like a guy's. Tomboy personality. Ikeda Meiko.
'Alright, once I've got these, time to move to the next world.'
Perfectly five main heroines—just enough to clear the first extra trial on Tower floor 7 and snag the rewards.
While Nakajima Yukino and Yamato Nadesshiko were off fetching the new sacrifices... er, fresh pussy slaves,
I kept venting my lust using Yamashita Chinatsu and Ishikawa Rio.
Soon enough, Yukino returned with the student council president in tow. From what I overheard, they'd used the same excuse about a teacher calling her.
"A teacher called me here? Which one?"
"...Uh, ...who was it. I forgot the name..., um..., let's just go in and see."
"Hmm.... Nakajima-senpai, you're acting weird today. You're sweating buckets. Sniff sniff, and there's this weird smell."
"...L-Let's just go in."
"Alright."
The purple-long-haired student council president Hashimoto Ritsuko stepped into the gym storage room, her eyes widening briefly before she composed herself coolly.
"So you've lured me into a trap. Nakajima Yukino-senpai."
"...S-Sorry..., ...about that."
Student council president Hashimoto Ritsuko glanced around warily, then bolted for the gym storage room entrance to escape.
'Whoa, sharp instincts and quick decisions. Classic student council president. Figured staying would be trouble, so run first, think later. Impressive.'
My big sister, who drilled military knowledge into me daily, would've called it the top of the Thirty-Six Stratagems: bolt like hell.
Hashimoto Ritsuko nearly made it out of the gym storage room.
I was in the middle of sex, and Yukino almost let Hashimoto Ritsuko slip away because she didn't expect such fast thinking.
But I wasn't some ordinary guy.
I was a monster on the verge of superhuman, with specs that could dodge bullets if I saw the muzzle flash first.
In the blink of an eye, I caught up to Hashimoto Ritsuko as she tried to flee the gym storage room, grabbed her hair, yanked her back, and scooped her up completely as she toppled backward into my arms.
Realizing escape was impossible, Hashimoto Ritsuko tried to scream for help.
"...H-Help...!!! There's a creep here...!!!"
"Quiet."
I clamped my hand over Hashimoto Ritsuko's mouth before she could yell, then hit her with the hypnosis skill to fully subdue her.
The suggestions were about the same as with the other pussy slaves.
"...Ah, ...Master. Sorry. Why did I yell like that...."
"Heh heh heh, yeah. Good you realized."
"I'm truly ashamed. I have no idea why I yelled..., ugh, why does my head suddenly hurt...."
"Ahh..., don't think too hard. Just lie down on that mattress over there and spread your legs. I'll fuck your virgin pussy. Strip naked and lie down."
"Yes..., Master.... Yes...."
Student council president Hashimoto Ritsuko obeyed, stripping off her clothes and underwear to go fully nude.
Surprisingly, she wore sexy black panties, and once those were off, she revealed neatly trimmed moderate purple pubic hair framing a pristine straight-line virgin pussy. Nice.
I immediately popped her cherry and was savoring her virgin pussy when I heard footsteps outside the gym storage room.
"Senpai, Yuuki senpai's really waiting in here?"
"Yeah. So just go in."
"Hmm~ Shido oppa..., ahem. What does Shido senpai want? It's the gym storage, so... maybe he wants help getting out sports equipment for some new training with me?"
A lively, energetic girl's voice echoed from outside the gym storage room.
Nadesshiko must've lured in Ikeda Meiko, the original loser protagonist Yuuki Shido's one-year track club junior.
'Guessing she lied and said original loser protagonist Yuuki Shido called her. Heh heh.'
True to her tomboy nature, Ikeda Meiko didn't suspect a thing and strolled right in, probably assuming it was track-related.
- Rattle -
The gym storage room door slid open, and Ikeda Meiko stepped inside.
She got an eyeful of the naked guys and girls tangled up, fucking away.
"Ack...! Wha...? ...Eek, ...s-sorry! ...I-I didn't mean to, ...it was an accident, ...s-sorry! Sorry for interrupting...! I'll be out in a sec...!"
No matter how clueless about sex she was, even she could tell what naked guys and girls entwined in a steamy atmosphere were up to.
Unlike the student council president who'd instantly clocked the trap, this track club junior just thought she'd barged in at a bad time and was apologizing profusely to us mid-sex.
One hand over her eyes, the other waving frantically like "I didn't mean to come here," emphasizing it was all a huge mistake.