Conspiracy in the Reflection Room
"Why are you walking so awkwardly? Straighten your back and walk properly."
"Hyaah♥"
To correct Lusalka's bizarre gait from earlier, I smack her ass crack! She finally fixes her slouched posture and straightens her waist.
I know it's hard for her to walk after I fucked her thoroughly from last night until dawn, then gave her pussy a light morning appetizer the moment she woke up. Still, as a girl attending the academy, she needs to maintain proper posture at all times. She's not privileged like me, after all. Right?
"After using it all day, your pussy really does taste amazing. Keep training that tight grip with swimming from now on. And masturbate more often too. Masturbating isn't just for venting your pussy's lust—it's training so your hole can serve a massive cock even better. Got it?"
"……."
Too embarrassed to answer properly, Lusalka barely nods in response. Hmm~ I prefer a more straightforward reply, but whatever—this is cute enough.
"The condoms tied to your thigh are a gift, so head back to your room later and suck them clean while using them as fap material."
"Ah…♥ Th-thank you, senpai."
"Heh, no need to thank me."
Just giving her some used condoms as a present, and she's this grateful? Lusalka really is a humble little pussy hole. Makes me want to take even better care of her. She must be exhausted after serving my cock all night, so maybe I should send her back to the dorm now and scout for another pussy—or take a nap. Or hell, head out again and play some games at the PC bang. Pussy holes are the ultimate entertainment, sure, but that doesn't mean other fun's worthless.
For now, time to send Lusalka off…
"You two there. Come over here."
"Huh?"
That voice sounds familiar~ I turn around and see a woman standing there, arms crossed, wearing what you'd call a suit(?) that's shamelessly exposing her crotch and cleavage like she has no sense of shame. The dorm supervisor, huh? What's her problem this time?
"You two had an unauthorized overnight stay, didn't you? Without even filing a proper report. Care to explain?"
"Ah…."
Come to think of it, we didn't, did we? In an academy full of highborn ladies, rules are bound to be strict. If you're planning to stay out overnight, you have to submit a permission slip beforehand or whatever. I've been living loose thanks to my massive cock, so I didn't think about it—but yeah, that's the rule.
"Ahem, ah, sorry about that. I'm pretty clueless about rules like this. Could you let it slide just this once?"
"Of course not. Types like you get unruly the moment we loosen up even a little."
Wow, way to say it so offensively. Even in her original hag illustration, she favored the elite families and discriminated against special admits like me and Lusalka. There was even a story where the protagonist and Soyu mess her up good. Guess her personality didn't change with the new look.
"And you—what's that on your thigh?"
"This is…."
Before Lusalka can answer, the supervisor rips off the condoms tied to her thigh, her face twisting in blatant disgust.
"Disgusting. Flaunting evidence of illicit intergender relations like this. Do you have no pride as academy students?"
"Illicit intergender relations? That's a bit harsh, don't you think?"
I just openly played with an onahole pussy hole—what's criminal about that? Ignoring my protest, she tosses the condoms I gifted Lusalka straight into the trash. Lusalka's heartbroken expression is almost worth watching.
"Come on, adults having sex is normal. Why get so hysterical?"
"…!"
The supervisor shoots me a venomous glare. What, you gonna do something about it? I stiffen my neck and glare right back. Like I thought last time we crossed paths, this bitch is arrogant. Looks like she needs a proper attitude adjustment.
"Isn't there no rule against students having sex anyway?"
Since aside from me, there aren't even any male students. No rule makes sense. No rule means do what you want, right? That's how I saw it.
"It wasn't even on academy grounds—it's my business who and how much I fuck outside on a holiday, yeah?"
I'm fucking nonstop even in the dorm and academy. Nitpicking a love hotel romp with Lusalka's pussy is just bullshit, right? Even as supervisor, she had nothing to say about that. She gave me that classic boomer stare-down, then changed the subject.
"But you did break the overnight stay rule. Follow me. You'll write reflection essays until I see genuine remorse."
Tch. Classic boomer tactic. No legit way to fix what they don't like, so they nitpick minor shit to harass you. You bend over backward to avoid it, change to suit them, and they jerk off to being right. Go ahead, try your worst, you fucking bitch. I'll school you proper.
※ Lusalka hadn't been writing long before she could leave the Reflection Room. Her seniors came demanding leniency for her. Since the supervisor's real target was me, she let Lusalka go without complaint. Lusalka wanted to stay till the end, but I sent her off. No need to drag out the hassle together. If it were just me, maybe I'd want company—but I'm not alone anymore.
"Man, the situation sucks as much as ever, but having someone I know suffer the same punishment makes it a bit easier to bear… Ah, is even thinking that messed up?"
"What does it matter, senpai? Wishing for a fellow sufferer in the same boat is human nature, right?"
When we entered the Reflection Room, a familiar face was already there: Soyu-senpai. She got nabbed by the supervisor last time we went out too, and now the same fate this week.
"I got caught for an unreported overnight. What about you, senpai?"
"Eh~ I got into a shouting match with some girl and boom, caught. I did curse her out pretty bad, but the supervisor happened to pass by."
"Oh? Where's the girl you fought with? She finish and leave first?"
"Nah, she didn't curse, so no need to reflect—walked free. Haha, but calling her a 'lowborn bastard bitch' totally counts as cursing, right?"
That's harsh. Normally, both sides reflect after a fight, fair or not. And she straight-up called her a bastard bitch—vicious even by modern standards. Yet Soyu-senpai's the only one writing? Clear discrimination. And her calm attitude suggests it's not the first time. She's resigned to the supervisor's bullshit handling.
Makes me want to teach that cunt how the world works even more. Running into Soyu-senpai here might be fate.
"Senpai, that supervisor is such a bitch, right? Targeting us powerless types. A supervisor should be fair above all, but she's got none."
"Oho, gossip? Well, you shouldn't badmouth people where they can't hear…"
She trails off with a grin.
"Totally a bitch. Fucking annoying. Other teachers are strict with me, but not discriminatory. She's the exception. Non-nobles, special admits, or even flawed nobles like me—she picks on everyone equally. How the hell is a woman like that even a dorm supervisor? Must've bribed her way in."
She unloads her pent-up gripes like rap. No one else to vent to, so it all piled up. Perfect ingredients.
"Yeah, can't let that slide. Bitches like her need a harsh lesson someday. Right?"
"Haha, true. A good payback would clear up years of heartburn."
"So, senpai—what if we rape the supervisor?"
"What?"
Soyu blinks wide-eyed, like she never imagined it. In my old world, that'd be fighting words. "Should be beaten to death" was common, but "deserves to be raped"? Nah—rape triggers deep revulsion.
But this world's different.
"Whoa, you sure? That won't end quietly. Suspension at best, expulsion if unlucky?"
In the old world, career-ending scandal. Here? Just that level. A youthful indiscretion, even if wrong.
"No need to fear something so minor. She needs a real education—imprint that she's not free to act like that."
I swing my arms dramatically for emphasis.
"What's her deal, discriminating based on birth? No one chooses how they're born. Badmouthing and discriminating over that? Isn't that worse?"
"Well… yeah."
My words hit her itch; she nods. I lower the bar: our plan's risk might not be huge.
"And it might start as rape but end in glad sex? If we wrap it up consensual, no suspension or expulsion. Zero risk, right?"
"Easy to say, but does that actually happen? Glad-rape endings are manga fantasy."
"Senpai, you're underestimating me. I'm the massive cock special admit, remember?"
Her ears perk up. Resigned to her lot or not, the gloom lingers. Fighting injustice together? Irresistible to her.
"Worst case, we rape and get suspended? Big deal—let's do it bold."
"You're so reckless."
But she likes that recklessness, right?
"If I join the rape, what do I do?"
"Nothing much—just come along and film it."
"Filming, huh… Yeah, I can handle that."
Voice nonchalant, but her face screams thrilled and itchy. Can't keep her waiting.
"Let's do it tonight."