Chapter 32: He is a Noble Person Who Sacrifices Himself for Us
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 32: He is a Noble Person Who Sacrifices Himself for Us
By joining up with Team 6, we were finally able to use the tents and tools they had gathered.
Though, the tent wasn't exactly big enough to fit seven people.
"Get lost."
"Uh, Chika? I think if we squeeze in, we could fit five?"
"Not you. Not you, and definitely not you."
Chika flatly refused to share the tent, pointing specifically at me and the Comedy Duo.
How cold. She was the one against joining Team 6 in the first place, and now she won't even let us—the ones who’ve been with her this whole time—into the tent?
"I saw you trying to sneak a peek at me sleeping."
"Huh? Oh, no... I didn't... I'm sorry..."
"And you. You were trying to peep while I was bathing, weren't you?"
Rio and Masayoshi immediately dropped into a dogeza and apologized.
These bastards... they were trying to keep the good stuff for themselves? Unforgivable.
"Chika? Then what about me? I haven't done anything wrong."
"...I just don't like you."
"That's not fair! You get out! I'm sleeping in the tent!"
"Shut up! If I go out, I'll have to be around them!"
What am I supposed to do with this brat?
Does she have to pick a fight over every single little thing?
"Your team is really lively. You guys seem close."
"Only those two," Rio chimed in, subtly sticking close to Mio as she laughed at Chika and me bickering.
When the hell did that guy get over there? He was just doing a dogeza a second ago. His apology lacked any real sincerity.
Masayoshi seemed to have already given up on the tent, as he was busy checking a temporary shelter made of waterproof tarps.
Am I really supposed to sleep lined up next to those guys? I wasn't thrilled about the idea either.
On the first night, we had all slept scattered about, and after that, the hut Masayoshi built was spacious enough that we didn't need to be cramped together.
But now, with more mouths to feed, I’d been busy hunting and handling other tasks, leaving no time to build anything new.
To make matters worse, other teams were out hunting now too, so the yields were poor.
The animals on the island were being thinned out; all we had was one small bird and a few fish Toby had caught.
Toby seemed to know his stuff, so I’d have to have him focus more on fishing to secure more food.
Once we formed a joint front, food would definitely become scarce, so I needed to stockpile in advance.
I had to keep everyone well-fed and in top condition until at least the fifth day.
After finishing my meal by the campfire, I stood up.
* * *
As Yeon-woo stood up, Rio looked over at him.
"Going again?"
"Yeah, gotta take a sh—"
"No, you don't need to make excuses. Just go."
"...Right."
Shrugging his shoulders, Yeon-woo turned away.
The forest was dark now that the sun had set, but he vanished into the shadows without a moment's hesitation. Mio, who had been watching silently, asked Rio:
"Where is Yeon-woo going?"
"He's always like that."
Rio spoke dismissively, but the slight smile on his face was full of trust, piquing Mio's curiosity.
The campfire flickered, casting light across Rio's face as he gazed toward the direction Yeon-woo had disappeared.
"He's always secretly doing something for us behind the scenes. All while talking nonsense to our faces. He's probably going to meet the other kids about that joint front he mentioned. He did the same thing yesterday."
Rio spoke with a distant, wistful look in his eyes. Chika flinched at his words, but Rio, caught up in his own sense of coolness, didn't notice.
"He went out alone like that yesterday too?"
"Yeah. I don't know what he did, but he came crawling back yesterday looking half-dead."
"Wasn't that dangerous? Is it okay to let him go now?"
Seeing Mio's eyes sparkle as she listened, Rio began to lay it on thick, like he was telling a heroic epic.
He had no idea what Yeon-woo had actually been doing the day before, but he spoke his own imagined fiction as if it were gospel, and the members of Team 6 listened intently.
"It just means he was doing something that dangerous all by himself. There was something he had to do, even if it meant getting hurt."
"Wow... Yeon-woo is amazing."
Chika, who was the actual reason Yeon-woo had come back limping, looked at the enthralled Team 6 and the lying Rio with utter disdain.
What would happen if she told them right now that it was because she’d kicked him in the balls?
Chika, who hated Yeon-woo, considered it for a moment but quickly dismissed the thought.
Come to think of it, that jerk had been heading toward Akito's camp yesterday.
‘Was I the one who got in his way...?’
If he had been planning a joint front from the start, it made sense to seek out Akito.
Akito was the strongest and most reliable, after all.
As her thoughts reached that point, Chika remembered what had happened between Akito and Emma.
She had been trying so hard not to think about it...
She had watched Akito, the person she loved most in the world, having sex with another woman right in front of her—no, right above her.
Though separated by a thin door, Akito had been close enough to touch if she’d just reached out, and he had been ravishing Emma's body, not hers.
The memory made Chika's heart ache as if it were being torn apart again.
And what was even more unbearable...
That damn bastard's cock...
At first, it had been so unpleasant and horrific she couldn't stand it, but from behind the bulge in his pants, a sweet... no, a filthy scent had wafted out...
Chika cut off her train of thought.
She had definitely felt her body heating up back then, but she was determined to deny it to the end.
She was only aroused because Akito was right there.
She was excited because of Akito, not because of that goddamn bastard.
It was impossible to tell if the flush on Chika's face as she fiercely denied her feelings was due to the campfire or something else.
"I didn't think he'd take us in after we suffered so much damage. Yeon-woo is really cool."
"Yeah, when he reached out his hand and asked us to join him, even I felt my heart flutter a bit, and I'm a guy."
"I hope he doesn't get hurt today."
"Still, I wish he'd lean on us a little more. For Yeon-woo's sake, since he's sacrificing himself for us, let's all do our best."
While Chika was lost in thought, the other students were praying for the safe return of Yeon-woo, the noble soul who was suffering and sacrificing himself for them in the middle of the night.
* * *
Wahaha! Freedom at last!!
Screw that brat! I'm free! Dobby is a free elf!
I never realized the stress of being responsible for others would be this immense.
It's probably meaningless now, but to my manager and director from my past life: I'm sorry. You guys must have suffered a lot because of me, right? I finally realize how hard it is to be the one in charge.
The brat won't listen. There are more mouths to feed. Rio is still dead weight. Takeo halved our food supplies. How do I distribute the personnel tomorrow? Preparing for the next exam. Is it okay that the scenario is getting tangled?
There were so many things to worry about, and since things hadn't been going smoothly, the constant stress felt like it was about to make me explode.
Everything would have been so much easier if Takeo wasn't here.
I can only blame my luck for having my base so close to his.
And so, I went to relieve some stress.
Seeing a campfire in the distance, I stopped and watched the people gathered around it.
Yukina's face, illuminated by the fire, was truly beautiful.
Since it was the Magic Prohibition Time, the others there shouldn't have been able to recognize me, but Yukina was different.
Trained by the Organization, Yukina had excellent night vision; ordinary darkness couldn't block her sight.
After I’d been watching for a while, she seemed to sense my gaze. She looked around, spotted me, and her eyes widened.
Yukina whispered something to her teammate, Jade, and then walked straight toward me.
"What's wrong?"
"I came because I wanted to see you."
As I threw the straight pitch, Yukina's cold expression crumbled instantly.
She couldn't meet my intense gaze and turned her head away, her blushing face looking incredibly cute.
To think Akito tried to have such a cute girl eliminated... you deserve to be punished, you bastard.
Without a word, I pulled Yukina into a hug.
Startled, Yukina's body went stiff, but she soon accepted me and hugged me back lightly.
Then, she slowly raised her hand and stroked my hair.
"Did something happen? You're not your usual self."
As expected! Kind and considerate Yukina!! She can tell how I'm feeling just by my actions and offers comfort.
I wish I had a teammate like you...
Feeling my heart ease at the touch of Yukina's warm, soft body, I began to pour out everything that had happened.
It wasn't exactly "cool" since I was just grumbling and complaining, but I felt better after venting to someone.
"Those guys don't even know how to be grateful; they just complain. And Chika keeps insisting everything is my fault."
"You've had a hard time."
Sitting there, hugging Yukina like we were lovers and talking, felt great.
Every time I grumbled, Yukina would stroke me with a warm, motherly smile.
"This is the first time I've seen this side of you. You always seem like you can do anything."
"...Is showing weakness not very cool?"
"No, I like that I'm getting to know you better. Knowing that there was effort behind the confident image you show everyone makes me... like you... even more..."
As always, Yukina became shy the moment the topic turned to love, her voice trailing off at the end.
This is what being a couple is. This is romance.
Well, we aren't officially dating yet since nothing has happened.
Yukina's slightly flushed face was so cute that I stared at her in silence, and the surroundings grew quiet.
"...Do you want to...?"
"Huh? What?"
"Do you want to... touch my breasts?"
"Ah?"
"...Mary said...! That men feel... better... if they touch breasts... I'm sorry! That was nonsense."
"No! I'm touching them! I will! I'm going to touch them!"
I stood up abruptly and moved behind Yukina.
Not knowing why I was moving behind her, Yukina looked up at me over her shoulder, then lowered her head as I sat down behind her.
Realizing what was about to happen, she turned bright red, and the way her lowered face was partially hidden by her shoulder was even more erotic.
Being mindful of Yukina, who had no immunity to this kind of thing, I hugged her from behind.
In our lover-like embrace, she softly gripped my arms wrapped around her waist.
After feeling her warm body heat for a moment, I moved on to the main event.
"Wait... why... inside the clothes..."
"If I'm touching breasts, of course it has to be bare skin."
I wasn't compromising on this. Isn't it common sense? I spoke with a straight face as I slid my hand under Yukina's clothes.
As my palm brushed up her slender, lean waist, Yukina tensed and arched her back.
Feeling her soft skin, I slid my hand inside the standard-issue sports bra, and Yukina's cozy, soft breast welcomed me.
It was only because eroges are filled with characters with massive chests that hers seemed modest; in reality, Yukina's breast was enough to fill my hand.
Escaping the constricting sports bra, her breast was kneaded like dough in my hand, and I flicked her nipple with my index finger.
"Mnh..."
There isn't a gentleman alive who wouldn't be turned on by the sight of a pure virgin, who had never been touched by another, biting her lip to stifle a moan.
When my cock, fully erect and feeling like it might tear through my pants, pressed against her buttocks, Yukina flinched and tried to move forward.
However, my hand firmly gripping her breast pulled her back, and Yukina, having only moved her hips forward, leaned completely against me, leaving her body vulnerable.
As I teased her gently, her nipple gradually hardened, and I rubbed her breast and nipple together with my palm.
Why does a woman's breast feel better the more you touch it?
"Ah, nngh...! Haa..."
After thirty minutes of me doing nothing but kneading her breasts in silence, Yukina, unable to contain her excitement, let out a moan along with ragged breaths.
The way her body trembled suggested she had reached a light climax.
"Haah... haah..."
Leaning her head on my shoulder and exhaling sharply, Yukina looked up at me with dazed eyes, and our gazes met.
Her blue eyes, framed by long lashes, were filled with lust, and her slightly parted red lips were glistening and wet.
Without knowing who started it, we pressed our lips together, and soon our tongues intertwined fiercely, exchanging saliva.
Breast play and kissing.
Under the mercy of my teasing tongue and hand, Yukina's hips bucked as she reached a peak.
Though my erection remained, I felt satisfied just watching Yukina climax.
Our shy girl, still unaccustomed to such intense acts, couldn't even meet my eyes and kept her head bowed, overwhelmed by the fact that she had felt pleasure in front of me.
"It... it was... good..."
Despite her dying of embarrassment, Yukina managed to say it. Then, she suddenly lunged at me, gave me a clumsy kiss, and ran back toward her base.
To think she’d be this shy after I’d just spent all that time handling her breasts and mouth.
Yukina is the best.