Chapter 58: The Disciplinary Committee is Not the Onahole Club! (1)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 58: The Disciplinary Committee is Not the Onahole Club! (1)[R-18]
“Thanks for the food!”
“...Aren't you eating a bit too fast?”
As I set down my empty lunchbox, Estelle, who had barely finished a quarter of her bread, asked with wide eyes.
“I was hungry.”
“Hmm... Are you sure it’s not just because the lunch your childhood friend made was so delicious?”
“That’s part of it. It was great today, too.”
“....”
“Hehe, I see.”
Evelyn let out a strange little laugh, as if she knew exactly why I had rushed through lunch.
“Ah! Come to think of it, I forgot I had an errand to run. I’ll be back in a bit, so you two keep chatting.”
“...What kind of errand?”
“Oh... the Head of the Disciplinary Committee called for me.”
“I’m sure she did. Hehe. Go on then~ I’ll stay here and gossip with Estelle.”
Fortunately, Evelyn seemed satisfied with the teasing she’d done so far and let me go without a fuss.
Right... Evelyn. Laugh while you still can.
When the twilight hour comes, it’ll be obvious who’s going to be the one in tears.
Step, step—
Evelyn probably thinks I’m going to the old school building to wash my panties using the Disciplinary Committee Head as an excuse...
But she’s wrong.
I was actually heading toward the Disciplinary Committee room.
If you think about it, it’s a bit gross to wash and put back on a pair of panties that have been marinating in semen for hours, right?
‘Should I... give these panties to Yuris as a gift?’
Giving a Saintess Candidate a pair of panties soaked in semen.
It sounds insane, but surprisingly, Yuris had recently been subtly hinting that she wanted ‘new used panties.’
Click—
I entered a restroom near the Disciplinary Committee room and opened the Gallery.
Anonymous(89.74):
At first, I thought about calling Yuris, since she has a scent fetish.
However, my conscience wouldn't allow me to suddenly force a cock cleaning on her after I’d already told her I was busy and would contact her in the evening.
In the end, there was only one person I could choose.
[Magical Girl of Justice■] = [Laplace Mapleflower]
According to the plan, I was going to wait for a moment to pretend I’d realized Laplace was a Gallery user and make her reveal her nickname herself...
But since this emergency had cropped up, I had no choice.
‘She’ll probably wonder how I found out...’
It doesn't matter.
With the Dominator’s authority active, even if Laplace had doubts, I could just suppress her with sheer power.
Anonymous(89.74): Hey, get your ass to the Disciplinary Committee room right now.
Of course, Laplace might have her notifications turned off.
But the more dedicated a user is to their persona—like Magical Girl of Justice■—the more likely they are to be serious about the Gallery, meaning the chances of her having notifications off were low.
‘If it doesn't work, it doesn't work.’
It wasn't like I had anything to lose anyway.
ㄴMagical Girl of Justice■: ...Who is this?
Just as I expected, Laplace hadn't turned off her notifications.
Tap, tap—
Anonymous(89.74): Ha... You can't even recognize your Master now?
ㄴMagical Girl of Justice■: Master? Don't talk nonsense! I will not tolerate unrighteous things like slavery!
Anonymous(89.74): Lmao, this onahole bitch is losing her mind. lol
Anonymous(89.74): (Link)
[Laplace’s Student ID Ahegao Double Peace.jpg]
ㄴMagical Girl of Justice■: ....Is it really ....Master...?
Anonymous(89.74): It’s really me, so get over here fast. You know what happens if you’re late, right?
ㄴMagical Girl of Justice■: Yes....
Now that I’d summoned Laplace, the preparations for the cleanup were complete.
I walked straight out of the restroom and knocked on the door of the Disciplinary Committee room.
Knock, knock—
“Come in~”
When I entered the room, Kuoli, Anya, and Gaur were sitting at their desks, eating three very different types of lunchboxes.
“Oh my~ Look who it is~ It’s the Special Inspector~”
“Ho. To see the ‘Suitable One’ two days in a row... Is this a sign that an incident is about to occur?”
“Ugh... What! Why! Why are you here again!”
Feeling bad for interrupting their lunch, I bowed my head slightly in apology.
“Ah, Laplace called for me. Please, don't mind me and keep eating.”
“Ho... As expected of the ‘Suitable One.’ Calling the Head of the Disciplinary Committee by her name...”
“Is that so~? Then don't just stand there~ Sit here while you wait for the Head~”
Pat, pat—
Gaur patted the empty seat next to him.
“Ah, thank you.”
“Don't use formal speech either~ Let’s just talk casually~ We’re all second-years anyway~”
“What are you talking about!! I’m a third-year!! You guys are second-years!!! Can't you see this black name badge?! I’m your senior!!!”
Anya suddenly jumped up from her seat and shouted.
Of course, I knew Anya was a senior.
The name badges at the Sacred Academy changed colors every year: Blue, Red, Black, and White, in that order.
“Then, I’ll speak casually. In exchange, Gaur, call me by my name instead of Special Inspector.”
“Ooh~! Got it~ Ian~”
“Hey!! Don't ignore me!!”
“Ah, you may speak casually to me, Kuoli, as well!”
“Sure, Kuoli.”
“Fufu... Calling my name without a second of hesitation, just like the ‘Suitable One’ should.”
“....W-What? Why is everyone ignoring me?”
“Kuoli, you should call me Ian instead of ‘Suitable One’ too. And speak casually.”
“I refuse that! Because ‘Suitable One’ sounds much cooler!”
“...Fine. Do whatever you want.”
“H-Hello...? Can you not hear me?? Hello??”
“Ah~ Come to think of it, Ian, have you had lunch~?”
“Yeah, I came right after eating, so don't worry about me and enjoy your meal.”
“Hee~ But it feels bad to leave you out~.”
“...I’m the one being left out right now?... I’m... your senior?... Stop ignoring me....”
Slide—
“Want a piece of fried chicken~? Gaur made it himself~.”
“Oh? Is that okay?”
“Yeah~ It’s fine~ Here~”
“W-Wha?!... N-No! No sharing food!!”
As I opened my mouth, Anya, who had been sulking, suddenly revived and shouted.
“Hmm~? What are you talking about~? We always share food with each other~?”
“T-That’s... b-b-but... indirect... Argh!!.. Anyway, we’re members of the Disciplinary Committee!! I-It’s fine!!”
Gaur tilted his head at Anya’s words and spoke.
“Then it should be fine for Ian too~ He’s the Special Inspector~”
“Eek?!... T-That... that’s... true, but..... Ugh..!!... Anyway, no! If you give it to him, you’re under arrest!!”
“Really~? If it’s an arrest, I guess I can't help it~. Sorry~ Ian~ I can't share~”
“No, it’s really fine, don't worry about it.”
It smelled delicious, so I was a little disappointed, but I wasn't hungry since I’d just eaten.
“...Phew. T-Thank goodness. One more second and the... p-public morals... of the Disciplinary Committee room would have been... corrupted...”
“Is what she says while I sneak it in during the opening~!”
“—Mmph!!”
“Hieee?!”
Gaur’s fried chicken was so good I couldn't believe it was homemade.
The outside was crispy and the inside was juicy; it could easily compete with a Garrosh Chicken Restaurant.
“How is it~? Good, right~? Gaur’s specialty is cooking~”
“Fufu! ...That is correct. In fact, Gaur is the one who boasts the greatest culinary skills among our executives! Once you taste his food, it has the effect of instantly capturing the opponent's stomach!”
Slam!
“Hey!! Y-You guys!! Is t-that what’s important right now?!”
“Oh~? Anya~? Why is your face so red~?”
“Gasp!! Could it be an attack from ‘them’!! Oh no... You’ve been hit. Seeing as they targeted Anya from the ‘Planning Department’ first, they must be quite ‘serious’...”
“Aaaaah!! Kuoli! Shut up!! Just be quiet for a second!!”
Slam!Slam!
“...No matter how I look at it, Anya seems to be the loudest one here...”
“Right~?”
“Aaaaah!!! I said be quiet!! Hey!! You!!!”
Anya stomped over to me and shouted, pointing a finger.
“Y-Y-You, what exactly did you come to the Disciplinary Committee for!!! A member of the committee disturbing the public morals!! T-This is why m-men are!!”
“....”
I felt wronged.
‘...What did I even do?’
Forget violating public morals, I just ate a piece of fried chicken.
“Seriously!! I didn't like you from the start, walking around wearing perfume even though you’re a guy!!”
“...I’m not wearing perfume.”
“D-Don't lie!! The moment you walked into the room, the scent of flowers was everywhere!!”
“...I really didn't put any on.”
“Stop lying!!! Kuoli! Gaur! You smelled it too, right?”
“Gaur~ doesn't know~?”
“I didn't notice anything either.”
“Eh? L-Liar!! It’s so strong even now?!”
“Gaur~ doesn't lie~ Sniff~”
Gaur, who was sitting next to me, leaned his nose toward my shoulder and sniffed.
“Hmm~ It just smells a bit like soap~ No perfume~”
“Right? I didn't notice it either. Isn't Anya just mistaken?”
“Aaaaaah!! Is something wrong with everyone’s noses!! The scent of flowers is everywhere?!! Sniff! Sniff! See! It’s coming from him!”
Anya, having caught the scent, spoke with a bright smile.
“Ha! Just how much perfume did you spray? The smell... huff!.... is... so strong!!... sniff!!”
“...I told you, I didn't spray anything.”
Anya, continuing to sniff the air, licked her lips and said,
“Stop l-lying..!!.. huff..... It... smells... so... gulp... strong... and you’re..!!... T-This is... why... men... are no good...”
“....”
At first, I thought Anya was just being difficult because she disliked me.
“Inhale!... Sniff!.... Look!!.. It’s.. still there!!.. huff!... For a... guy...! You... must use... expensive... perfume...! Haa!... Haa!”
But looking at Anya’s eyes, she truly seemed to believe she was smelling ‘flowers.’
‘...Wait, could it be?’
At that moment, an ominous thought crossed my mind.
I really hadn't sprayed any perfume, but there was a reason why there might be a ‘floral scent.’
...It wasn't a normal flower scent, but the ‘chestnut flower scent.’ [A common Korean euphemism for the smell of semen.]
“Senior... I’d really appreciate it if you’d stop sniffing now...”
“Sniff.!.. Ha!... Now you’re... calling me... senior!... and using... formal speech!... sniff-sniff!... I... just... caught you... in your lie...!”
Sniff-! Sniff-!
Somehow, my ominous predictions were never wrong.
Anya followed the source of the ‘floral scent’ further and further down...
“...Nom nom! As expected, Gaur’s fried chicken is special!”
“Fufu~ Eat a lot~”
Gaur and Kuoli, completely oblivious to the situation, were peacefully eating their lunch.
“Haa... haa... It’s... s-suspicious!... To...!... To have... s-such... a... strong... floral scent!... Gasp!... C-Could it be!... To... hide... the smell... of... p-prohibited... items..!!.. huff!.. huff!.”
“Anya-senior? ...Seriously, stop...”
“Sniff!... S-Stay still!!... Haa...!... Haa!... If you... touch me... I’ll... a-arrest you immediately!!.. Inhale..!!... It’s... around here...?”
Just as Anya’s gaze locked onto the area between my legs.
Slide—! Bam!
“....”
Laplace appeared, throwing the door to the Disciplinary Committee room open with a bang.