Chapter 5
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 1.5
Chapter Title: Student Council President Mizuki Kyoko
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“Teacher! My school rules handbook says ‘Do not dye your hair,’ but it doesn’t say ‘Dye your hair black’!”
Hina declared boldly, undaunted by Teacher Akatsuki’s stern expression.
“...What’s your name, student?”
“First-year high school student at Rune Academy! Kurosaki Hina!”
“You’re Kurosaki Yuuki’s little sister, huh. Sigh.”
Do I have to explain from the beginning again? Please give me a break!
Student Director Akatsuki and Yuuki had clashed endlessly throughout the previous year.
Akatsuki, who insisted on strict adherence to the school rules.
And Yuuki, who would try to overhaul anything—be it school rules or the constitution itself—if it conflicted with her own sense of justice.
The two were like water and oil.
Eventually, even Yuuki came to understand Akatsuki’s position and made some compromises, but getting her there had drained Akatsuki completely.
Now Hina was treading the same path. Akatsuki must be utterly fed up.
“Hina. I’m heading in first.”
Of course, even I, listening from the sidelines, was sick of it.
I waved casually and slipped through the school gate ahead of them.
“Onii-chan! No, Blondie! How can you just leave when it’s about you?!”
Thwack!
Hina came charging over and shoulder-tackled my back.
“Urk.”
Hina was so small and light it didn’t even hurt, but I dramatically toppled over on purpose.
Oh no! Did I hit too hard?
I did it to divert Hina’s attention.
She took after her brother and was incredibly stubborn.
Wh-what do I do? Screw it!
“...Hmph! That’s what you get for not watching where you’re stepping!”
Hina spoke as if I’d tripped over a rock, then scurried off in a fluster.
I was left sprawled at the gate, drawing snickers from the other students.
By the way, Akane was standing off at a distance, pretending not to know me.
“What a ordeal on the first day of school. Naibusu.”
“Ah. President.”
And here comes the key player.
Student Council President Mizuki Kyoko.
Daughter of the Rune Academy chairman—a major figure in Japan’s political world—she’d held the student council presidency from her first year in the elementary division right up to now.
Mizuki swept back her long hair and extended a hand to me as I lay there.
That slender hand hid an absurd amount of strength—I knew that well.
“Up you go.”
I took her hand and stood.
Then I brushed the dirt off my rumpled clothes from rolling on the ground.
“Teacher Tanaka went too far, pulling someone’s hair like that.”
As she spoke, Mizuki combed through my tousled hair with her fingers.
Her guards fidgeted at her casual familiarity, but that wasn’t my problem.
“President. I have something to report about that Tanaka.”
“What is it? Something ‘important’?”
“Yes. Something ‘important’.”
Her lips curved into a smile at my words.
Hehe. What fun on the first day. I wonder what amusing thing Naibusu has for me? He won’t disappoint, will he?
“Naibusu. Come to the student council president’s office.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
With that announcement, Mizuki departed.
Her guards trailed after her like shadows.
“Naibusu, you know the student council president?”
Akane came back over and asked.
Pretending not to know me while I was down there.
Suspicious. I’ve never seen President Mizuki chat so amiably with a male student. What’s Naibusu’s connection to her?
“Eh, we go back a bit.”
Mizuki Kyoko’s personal strength was formidable, but her authority in Rune Academy was practically sacrosanct. She could make a student or teacher vanish without a trace.
To prevent the frequent humiliation events in the academy, I needed her backing.
With her approval, I could legally execute any rapist scum.
“Anyway, the president summoned me, so I’m off.”
I left the dazed Akane behind and followed the president.
Hmph! Not content with clinging to Yuuki, now cozying up to the student council president? What a pathetic side character!
Akane’s cursing mind reached me from behind.
Screw it. Maybe I won’t save her after all.
“Hm. So that coward Tanaka really did that?”
“Yes, President.”
Rune Academy had a student council room separate from the president’s private office.
The president’s office had superior security and facilities—a testament to her power in the academy.
There, I briefed her on the events to come.
About the two teachers I’d seen at the gate: trash Tanaka and Teacher Akatsuki.
“Tanaka drugs Akatsuki and rapes her.”
“Yes.”
To put it bluntly.
“Tanaka’s timid little penis plowing into Akatsuki’s pussy, slapping that huge ass, groping those tits.”
“President. I didn’t say it like that.”
“Heh. How amusing.”
She snapped open the fan in her hand.
Beautiful calligraphy on the fan read “Mizuki.”
“A sinister wind finally blows through the academy! As president, I have a duty to observe!”
“President. Observing isn’t enough. We have to stop it.”
“You stop it! I merely observe!”
“...Understood. Then, permission to kill.”
She folded the fan and tossed it to me.
“Naibusu! In the name of the student council president, execute the one who corrupts the academy’s morals!”
I caught it reverently with both hands.
“As you command.”
“Hehe. Hahaha!”
Student Council President Mizuki Kyoko was, as you can see, a bit odd.
Normally a refined young lady, but alone with her, she’d put on these bizarre theatrics.
Starved for entertainment, perhaps.
There was actually a pitiable reason for it.
Mizuki was the daughter of the Mizuki family—a noble house from Japan’s old aristocracy—and born under the curse of a rune.
From childhood, she endured brutal pressure education.
To stand above others, and to fight monsters.
Ultimately, to lead the rune holders as a shogun—the intensity was beyond imagination.
The lifelong repression manifested like this.
In a normal world, she’d have grown up showered in love and respect.
But born into this trash game world...
No one around her now could she open her heart to.
So I had to indulge her whims.
“Whew. Laughing it out felt good. So, when does Tanaka’s rape show start?”
“After the entrance ceremony, so... about two hours left.”
“Hm. What to do in the meantime? Rehearse the rape show?”
“I’ll pass. This story’s rated 15+.”
“Ahahaha!”
Mizuki made a near-disastrous joke.
But it showed how much she trusted me.
Without trust, being alone with her like this wouldn’t happen.
To earn the trust of Mizuki and her guards, I sold info only my ability could provide.
A list of traitors in the Mizuki Group.
In the original game, those traitors in the guards and student council staged a coup.
Betrayed by those she trusted, Mizuki was impeached...
Given the trash game’s nature, the rest goes without saying.
Since entering high school, I’d spent the year rooting them out.
Using my Mind Rune, game knowledge, and her authority.
I’d devoted the entire year to it.
But it prevented Mizuki’s humiliation event.
Executing the rapists and gaining trust was a bonus.
Whatever variables came next, with my Mind Rune and combat prowess, I’d handle them.
No—I would.
With these hands.
“A rune that sees the future, huh. Naibusu’s rune is awfully convenient.”
“...Not that convenient. It’s limited to what I can see.”
“Hmph! Still way more useful than mine!”
“Fair enough.”
In briefing her, I’d lied.
Claiming my rune let me ‘see the future’ instead of ‘read minds.’
Everyone has secrets, even Mizuki.
So I hid my true power.
Reveal it, and who knows when I’d be eliminated.
“Naibusu. What color are my panties today?”
Red──!!!
I nearly jumped!
Somehow, her mind screamed ‘Red!’ deafeningly in my head.
She could amplify thoughts intentionally?
“...Sorry. I can’t see that future.”
I pretended not to hear.
“Heh. Naibusu’s foresight is nothing special, then!”
Hm. So the mind-reading hypothesis is wrong?
“Yes. I can’t see what won’t happen.”
Whew. Close call!
If I’d said red, she’d have pegged me as a mind reader.
“Hehehe. ‘What won’t happen’? Who decides that?”
She grinned slyly and hopped onto her desk.
Then hiked up her unusually long uniform skirt.
Her sudden move had me staring wide-eyed instead of closing them.
“Well? What color are my panties, Naibusu?!”
She blushed, clearly embarrassed.
If it’s that embarrassing, don’t do it.
I didn’t particularly want to look, but it was an order.
I calmly inspected under Mizuki’s skirt.
Crisp white knee-high socks.
Flawlessly pale, healthy thighs—impressive.
And above them──
Cute panties utterly at odds with her status and usual dignified demeanor.
...Why the slow-motion again?
Not even a crisis. Anyone would think I was a panty fanatic.
Pure white cotton with a cute bear mascot.
Seemed a bit small.
The slight cameltoe was charming, I suppose.
Oddly, I’d seen a lot of panties today.
How long does this slo-mo last?
Ah. There’s a little mole on the inner left thigh toward her butt.
In a movie or novel, it’d be foreshadowing.
Or in an ero story, setup for an illustration.
Or describing my intense staring?
Ah. Slo-mo over.
“──Bear-pattern panties.”
What??!!!
Mizuki hurriedly pressed down her skirt to hide them.
Hm. Nice view.
“...Naibusu. Pretend you didn’t see.”
Embarrassing embarrassing embarrassing!!
“Yes, President. Actually, I’ve been pretending not to see since earlier.”
“Ughhh...”
Yuka, why these panties of all things!! Partly my fault for not explaining in detail, but at least normal ones!! To show Naibusu this indignity!!
Mizuki wailed in her mind, but I was thoroughly satisfied.
The exchange had perfectly proven my foresight alibi.
The ability I claimed: ‘See future scenes I’ll witness in advance.’
I can’t see what future-me won’t see.
Conversely, scenes I’ll see, I already know—like her panties just now.
She’d doubted me.
Suspecting mind-reading over foresight.
So she devised this test.
She didn’t even know her own panties today.
Probably had a servant prepare ones she couldn’t imagine. Normal ones, I might’ve read her mind for.
Then flashed them unexpectedly. That fixed the ‘future’ of me seeing them—contradicting if I didn’t know the color.
But her asking me to pretend not seeing made it as if I foresaw and ignored it. Perfect alibi.
As her ally, she wouldn’t pry further.
“Uuu...”
So embarrassing! I want to die! Waaah!!
“Hang in there, President. The future holds even more embarrassing things.”
“That’s not comforting at all!!”
Her ears red, throwing a tantrum—she was adorable.
The bear panties too. Ahem.
More embarrassing things? Don’t tell me... s-sex? Real sex with Naibusu?!
Two hours until Akatsuki’s humiliation.
I spent the time teasing Mizuki enjoyably.
EP.1.5-2. Undressing Game with President Mizuki
I’ll restore my honor with a game!
“Naibusu. Just waiting is boring. Let’s play a game.”
After showing the bear panties.
She’d cooked up another weird scheme.
“What game?”
“Perfect, there’s a deck of cards. How about Old Maid?”
Old Maid, huh.
Still time before Akatsuki’s event, no reason to refuse.
“Sure. Let’s do it.”
“But plain play’s no fun. Let’s bet. Loser shows panties to the winner.”
“...You’re serious?”
“Of course. 30 seconds per show.”
Hehe. I’ve only lost Old Maid a handful of times in my life. I’ll reclaim my honor with Old Maid!
Obviously, since gaining mind-reading, I’d barely lost either.
Old Maid: Steal opponent’s cards one by one, discard pairs of matching numbers. Last with the single Joker loses.
Know their Joker, and they don’t stand a chance unless you let them win.
“Sure. Let’s play.”
“Hehe. No regrets after losing.”
I’ll see Naibusu’s panties and tease him! Gotta be yellow chick ones!
...She was that confident.
Game result.
My three straight wins.
I peered at her bear panties again.
“Ho ho.”
“Urgh... Just kill me.”
“What are you saying? It’s just panties.”
She uttered lines like a heroine in humiliation.
Frankly, she was weak.
I’d have won without Mind Rune.
Her face gave it away.
Her “barely any losses” must’ve been pity wins.
Thanks to that, I savored her bear panties three times, 30 seconds each.
The panties themselves weren’t the highlight—her embarrassment was, so I looked extra closely.
Ooh. A little stain there?
“30 seconds! That’s enough, right?!”
She yanked her skirt down the instant time was up.
I can’t end it like this!
“On to the next game!”
“There’s more?”
“Of course!”
Next, she pulled out a chessboard.
“Loser shows panties again! But one minute this time!”
“I’ve seen plenty already, so...”
“You saying my panties aren’t worth seeing anymore?!”
Bam!
Face beet-red, she slammed the desk.
“Not at all, but no need to see the same ones repeatedly.”
I could stare at her panties for hours without tiring, but she was too cute—I wanted to tease more.
“Urgh... Infuriating, but true.”
“Good of you to admit it.”
“Then! If I lose, I’ll remove one piece of clothing!”
“Oho!”
Tempting offer.
Hehe. He took the bait. But I won’t be undressing. I’ve never lost at chess!
Result.
Two more straight wins.
“Urgh... Just kill me...”
She stripped to her underwear.
At least she didn’t insist on removing socks as “clothing.” Commendable.
“One more?”
“Uuu...”
She sucked at chess too.
Probably pity wins again.
Thus, I enjoyed her in undies.
Bear panties below, lacy bra above.
She pulled off the mismatch perfectly.
Respect toward the president has increased by 1.
Why can’t I win?! Naibusu must be reading my mind!
No. I wouldn’t lose to her even without reading minds.
Glare puffing her cheeks at the ruined board in her underwear, she slammed the table.
Chess pieces tumbled off from the impact.
“This is unfair!”
“What is?”
I caught the falling pieces midair and returned them to the board.
“I’m the only one showing panties! It’s weird!”
“That’s because you keep losing.”
“No! At first, you didn’t even bet and I still showed!”
“Ah. But that was because you...”
“Naibusu! Show your panties right now!”
“Eh.”
“President’s order!”
“Using a presidential command for this.”
As a guard, I had to obey her orders.
I could refuse if I really hated it, but this wasn’t that bad...
Panties! If I push, I’ll see Naibusu’s undies!
Her excited mind buzzed wildly.
“Male panties aren’t that interesting, I think...”
“I decide what’s interesting.”
“Don’t say it like a famous quote.”
She wasn’t backing down.
“Sigh.”
Did men’s panties have value?
I didn’t think so.
“Hurry!”
She urged with eager eyes.
“...Fine.”
I stood and unbuckled my belt.
Her gaze fixed on my crotch.
“Ooh...”
I dropped my pants, revealing my underwear.
Plain dark blue boxer briefs.
“Ooh!”
She leaned in wide-eyed, like she’d never seen men’s undies before.
Naibusu’s panties! A man’s down there really is different from a woman’s!
Her mind confirmed: first time for real.
“...Seen enough? Can I put them back on?”
“Wait. Need to observe closer.”
She brought her face nearer.
Her breath hot on my undies.
“Eek.”
Her breath teasing my groin.
Her cleavage emphasized as she leaned.
The graceful curve of her back and waist.
Impossible to stay completely flaccid here.
“Naibusu! What’s this?!”
She excitedly pointed at my rising junior.
“──Ah. You don’t know? It’s an erection. Common for guys.”
“Erection?! You’re aroused right now?!”
“Seems you’re more aroused, President...”
Naibusu erect in front of me! Unbelievable! No, my fault. Showing such a lewd sight before him.
“...Naibusu. Take off your panties.”
“Eh. No thanks.”
She said something earth-shattering.
“President’s order. I have a duty to confirm.”
“What duty is that?”
Showing panties was fine.
But not beyond.
For my pure love, and hers.
So I resisted.
But.
“Come on, take them off!”
“Whoa?!”
Suddenly lunging to yank them down.
I tried retreating.
Forgetting my pants were around my ankles.
“Ack?!”
Thud.
I tripped over my pants and fell on my ass.
...Impossible at my level.
Only explainable as the trash game’s inexplicable force.
“Hehehe. Defying the president’s order? You deserve punishment, Naibusu.”
She approached my sprawled form with a wicked grin.
“P-President! I have pure love!”
“Hya!”
Why?
My mind said no.
But my body wouldn’t obey.
I could only watch as Mizuki pulled down my panties.
“Ah.”
Panties down, my angry junior sprang free.
This is... Naibusu’s penis...!
My junior—presentable anywhere.
But I’d decided to show it to only one person in the world.
The one destined for my pure love.
“...President Mizuki. Put the panties back. Now.”
“Naibusu. This erection’s because of me, right?”
“Listen to me!”
“As president, I can’t shirk responsibility.”
What do I do? Hand first?
Ignoring me completely, she reached for my upright dick.
“Eep?!”
Soft hand enveloping my raging shaft.
Worlds apart from solo—pleasure piercing my spine.
My resistance crumbled instantly.
“P-President...”
“Leave it to me, Naibusu. I’m an adult.”
Naibusu making that face. Hehe. He has cute sides too.
“You’ve worked hard for me and the council. Consider this a reward.”
“Wasn’t it punishment earlier...?”
Even here, I couldn’t resist ribbing her.
What now? I bragged but lack the knowledge. Can’t ask now.
“...President.”
Ah! Great idea!
“Hehe. Naibusu. How do you want it?”
“...Pardon?”
“Be honest. Tell me what you want. Share your desires.”
Saying ‘mouth’ would spell disaster.
Shinoshino might kill me if she found out.
“...Just like that. Stroke up and down.”
“Heh. Like this?”
As ordered, she began stroking my dick.
“Ah... President...”
Infuriating.
Why did it feel so good?
Was this how humiliated heroines felt?
I didn’t want to feel it. Wanted to refuse.
But my body betrayed me. Brain melting in pleasure, thought impossible.
Naibusu’s feeling it too. Does it feel good? Am I doing it right?
“President, a bit harder...”
“Like this?”
“Aah... Feels good, President...”
I was pathetically helpless.
No matter my levels or skills.
I couldn’t resist her pleasure.
“P-President... Wait... I’m about to...”
So soon.
I thought it, but couldn’t help it.
Unaccustomed to a woman’s—let alone a noble like Mizuki’s—touch, I couldn’t last.
My hips trembled.
I held back hard, but any slack and I’d burst.
“Coming? You mean ejaculating?”
“Yes, so, uh, tissue or...”
“Heh. No need for tissue with an expert like me.”
“Urk...!”
Not an expert at all.
A fellow novice bragging.
Yet she dazzled me.
“Ejaculate just like that. Defile the hands of Mizuki Kyoko, Student Council President of Rune Academy, with your semen.”
Her voice impossibly sweet.
It pierced my eardrums like lightning, raced down my spine, slammed my groin.
“Aaah!”
Splurt! Spluuurt!
Vision whited out.
Even including my past life, unprecedented pleasure.
I came in Mizuki’s hand.
“Ah...!”
Naibusu’s semen... Ah! Still coming!
Spluuurt! Spluuuurt!
“W-Wow.”
Ridiculously voluminous.
The pleasure matched.
She hurriedly cupped the tip with both hands to catch it.
“Ah... Aah...”
Post-climax, I gaped and groaned like an idiot.
Didn’t want to show her this side.
Body wouldn’t cooperate.
Splurt.
Final dribble from the urethra, then my dick stilled.
“Naibusu.”
“President... Sorry...”
Her jade hands soiled with my semen.
Unwashable guilt crushed me.
I’d sullied her purity.
“Hehe. Cheap price for your loyalty.”
She toyed with the semen on her hand like a new toy.
Her handjob for my cheap loyalty? Should I offer my heart as change?
“Keep working for me, Naibusu.”
“Yes... Of course, President.”
We’d never be lovers.
Pure love isn’t just marriage.
Princess and knight, saintess and holy knight—even impossible statuses allow pure love.
I silently vowed my pure love to her.
Phew! Managed a decent wrap-up! Kept presidential dignity, gained Naibusu’s loyalty—two birds! Fine handling, Mizuki Kyoko!
Self-praising Mizuki.
...Well, my respect and loyalty for her did rise, so effective planning.
“But don’t tell anyone. They’d get mad.”
“...Of course.”
Mad would be lucky.
Shinoshino would try to kill me.
Today’s events go to the grave.
For her sake, and mine.