Even after enjoying harem sex with the gal and the discipline committee members, the volunteer work continued.
Picking up trash on the school grounds.
We also exterminate hornets that have built nests on school grounds.
Holding a charity bazaar.
Installing handrails on stairs throughout the school.
He discovered penicillin from mold.
He tracked down and arrested intelligent criminals who made contracts with the Grim Reaper to carry out vigilante justice.
However, the student council's unreasonable demands don't stop there, as they throw yet another difficult problem at him.
"The next task is the last one."
"I heard the same thing last time, didn't I?"
Today, too, an unpleasant exchange took place in front of Chairman Monolith.
To this day, I have never come face to face with the head of the student council through a call through this monolith-like communications device.
"This is the last time. When you complete this volunteer work, I will fully acknowledge your work and I will carry it through with hope."
"I've heard that line before."
"But can you really do it? This new challenge is far more difficult and dangerous than any you've had before."
"So, I heard all of those lines when I was told what my previous service would be."
I bet he's the type who will keep saying, "That was practice, next is the real thing!" until he wins.
For me, life is always a performance.
However, at this point, the battle is now a matter of survival.
Let's continue to work together until you give up.
"So what should we do next? After defeating the God of the New World, should we defeat the Creator of the New Century?"
"Hehehe... How bold of you. However, I hope you can maintain that strong will until I've finished explaining the assignment..."
Even if he's dressed like a monolith and scares me.
No need to go through the introduction, just get it straight away?
『Do you know? The most famous teacher at this Royal Academy... but at the same time, he is also the most problematic teacher at the Royal Academy.』
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What does that mean?
When I think of teachers at this school, the first thing that comes to mind is the homeroom teacher, Ms. Whip, but for some reason, when I think of her, the image that comes to mind is a naked image covered in semen.
That aside.
To my limited knowledge, I don't know any other teachers besides Whip, so my search didn't bring up any hits.
Something else that comes to mind is...suppa-pan?
He was certainly a problematic teacher, but he's already left the school so he's not a candidate, right?
So who on earth is it?
Someone I don't know?
"Teacher Beaker is in charge of magical chemistry and will be teaching students of all years."
"Oh?"
"But for years now, the teacher has never taught a class."
"Fire that teacher."
A teacher who doesn't teach has lost their reason to exist at that point.
When I was in high school in my previous life, even the principal gave classes.
What subject?
ethics.
Like the principal.
The above was just a digression.
"I would do it if I could. However, the knowledge that teachers acquire is valuable and there is nothing else like it in the world. In order to prevent them from leaving the country, we cannot remove them from the Royal Academy's teaching staff."
That seems like a real hassle.
"Of course, the school wants him to not just be enrolled, but to teach classes and share his knowledge with many students. However, Mr. Beaker is only interested in research and refuses to step outside the lab he is assigned to."
"What is that thing?"
For the school, the fish are nothing but a liability, but they are keeping them in case they are released carelessly and cause trouble, so they are keeping them.
I realized that he was a very strange person.
"The school tried every possible way to get the teacher to teach, but none of them worked. But he is a magical researcher who is said to be a rare genius. It is impossible to surpass him in intelligence."
"It's tough for the school as well."
"So they gave up and the matter was left to the student council. Successive student council presidents have tried every possible way to get the teacher out, but it has never worked."
That would be the case if the teacher is still holed up in his lab.
...So, with the way the story is going, I'm starting to be able to see what's going to happen next...
"Yes, I want you to achieve something that no one has been able to achieve before: getting the problem teacher Beaker to attend classes. This will be your final volunteer activity."
...That means he must have decided that the chances of me succeeding in this mission are less than single digit percent.
I hope you fail.
Why are you trying so hard to trip me up?
"By the way, even if this fails, will the club still be formed...?"
"Of course, that's not permitted."
Why is that?
Even if the last one ends in failure, there will be countless success stories that came before it.
It seems they don't want me to run the club no matter what.
I think they were worried that if I, who was already making a name for myself through my achievements and making a name for myself as a club organizer, my influence within the school would surpass that of the student council president.
I think it's not right to let a power struggle break out in such a small enclosure, but now that a fight has been challenged, there's no option but to back down without taking the fight.
I'll not back down, I'll win the right to start a club fair and square, and show this student council president what he can!!
"Okay. Then let's drag that problem teacher out of the lab and show him to us."
When I said that, I felt a bit like Ikkyu-san, the legendary Japanese samurai who lets a tiger out from behind a folding screen.
『Very well, I will do my best to pray that you will not be embarrassed.』
What a nasty guy.
You're the one, don't get so upset even if I successfully complete my mission and end on a high note!
There's no room for barking at the Monolith though.
Isn't it time for the main unit to be released already?
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...And so I came here.
In front of a certain building on the school grounds.
"Is this Professor Beaker's lab...?"
I assumed that a "laboratory" was just a room in a corner of the school building.
Apparently the facility will cover an entire separate building away from the main school building.
"It's not just one room, it's a whole building...?!"
The fact that such a large space was prepared for one individual shows just how important this Teacher Beaker is as a person.
"No, or maybe...!?"
This is more of a research building than Professor Beaker's personal laboratory.
It is located in a quiet area quite far from the main school building, surrounded by many lush trees and with a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground.
It feels so lonely. This is not like giving special treatment to a valuable person...
"...Isolation...?!"
The word crossed my mind.
Apparently, his major is something very dubious called "Magical Chemistry."
When magic and chemistry intersect, stories begin, you know?
Anyway, as the character of the yet-to-be-discovered Instructor Beaker began to emerge from various pieces of information, the word that clearly stood out in my mind was...
"...Mad scientist...?!"
No, there's no point in using your imagination from the intro.
Everything will become clear once you meet the person in person.
So let's go and knock on Professor Beaker's door right away.
"Beaker, do you have a delivery?"
Right from the start, there was a suspicious visit from someone pretending to be a delivery person.
However, no matter how many times they knocked on the door, not only did it not open, there was no sign of anyone in the room responding.
No response.
"...This isn't going to be easy...!?"
Of course, since it's a difficult task that the entire school, including teachers and students, has to deal with, there's no way even the first contact would go smoothly.
The battle has already begun here.
We have to somehow get the interest of the shut-in on the other side of the door and get him to open the door from the inside.
Huh? What if we just force our way through and charge in?
As a gentleman, I would never do such a violent thing!
So it's polite to have the door opened by them.
What should we do to achieve this?
Things are already starting to get a bit ridiculous from here on out, but then I had a great idea.
Having been reincarnated into another world, I have a lot of knowledge inherited from my previous life, and there are plenty of clues lying around.
There was a precedent there for luring out those who have withdrawn into themselves.
It's Operation Ama-no-Iwato!
A goddess who performs a strip dance to drag out a certain shut-in, NEET god.
Following that example.
We are calling for collaborators here.
These are Sister Caliba and Lady Starf.
"If Sao calls me, I'll even come to Death Pass on Hell Hill."
"I'm so grateful to be of help to you, Sao-san."
You two, are you being so brave for me...?
I'm more impressed!
So, with the cooperation of these two, let's get this done right away.
The 18+ parallel world reincarnation version of Operation Ama-no-Iwato.
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"Today too, Mr. Sao's cock will be poking into my pussy. I love cocks so much."
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"My pussy is going to cum too aaaaah♥♥ Caliba-san and I are both being used as semen toilets oooooooh♥♥ I can feel the love and friendship uuuuuu♥♥♥♥"
"My lady's pussy and my pussy are connected through your cock♥♥♥♥"
"I love you both Sao-san and Caliba-san ♥♥♥♥"
....
Yes, that's okay.
Thank you for your hard work.
"Ah, your cock felt so good."
"You're right, I guess I have no choice but to live my life as Mr. Sao's female slave..."
Having finished their business, Sister Caliba and Lady Starf left with their skin looking shiny and radiant.
....
Isn't that strange?
How dare there be no reaction whatsoever after all that commotion at the front door?
Did Operation Ama-no-Iwato fail?
Just as I thought that, the door to the research building slammed open at almost the same time as the two of them left.
And what appeared was a petite girl who seemed to be about my age or slightly younger.