It was a sunny day when I strolled down the hallway of the school, still feeling the lingering heat in my body after being summoned by Sae Chabashira and having my cock serviced by her mouth. The memory of her lipstick smeared around my shaft, the way she gagged yet kept going like a proper slut-teacher, it was still fresh, and my dick twitched just thinking about it.
There were no female companions or male friends walking with me, but that was expected. In Class D, finding a "normal" person was like finding a unicorn.
Except maybe Hirata, he was the only one that didn't scream retard from a mile away.
Yamauchi? Ike Kanji? Those two were walking disasters, the kind of guys who made any girl regret even sharing the same oxygen.
Whoever hung out with them would be instantly labeled trash by the girls in the class.
Koenji was also an unreliable choice. That guy was fucking full of himself, living in his own mirror world.
Hirata, on the other hand, was still surrounded by both females and males alike, soaking in attention like some perfect class representative.
As for the rest, I didn't know them much. Honestly, I only watched the anime and paid attention to the girls, not the guys.
Canon was irrelevant to me anyway, as long as I could write and read fanfiction about collecting harems and all those hot babes.
There was one guy I vaguely remembered, a fat otaku in the class. His presence was so low I didn't even notice him most of the time. Only now, when I was thinking about it, did I remember he even existed.
Anyway, that's a problem for later. For now, I just wanted to shop. I headed into the supermarket with my school uniform still intact. I was still wearing the red blazer from the Academy. Of course, it wasn't mandatory. Whether it was Kei or Sato Maya, they wore blue or orange sweaters, jackets, or whatever the hell those things were called. Honestly, my grammar is too crooked to properly spell those out anyway.
Inside the supermarket, I bought a stack of high-end beverages, some healthy food like vegetables, and dumped ingredients like meat, canned food, ramen, onigiri, and all sorts of other shit into the cart.
Of course, I didn't bother buying soap, shampoo, or any of that crap, because we were allowed to bring those from home.
Same with clothes, trivial stuff.
If those weren't allowed, how the hell would 100,000 yen be enough to keep every student alive?
Even the sports uniforms and other basics were already provided by the school. That was their responsibility. If students had to pay for all of that, then why even bother coming to this so-called free school that promised so many benefits?
The truth was obvious, they were here because it was free. Nothing more.
I rolled my eyes inwardly.
Then a female voice cut through my thoughts.
Her tone instantly rubbed me the wrong way. She sounded like she was accusing me of being a pervert who peeked at her underwear or something.
"You saw it, right?"
It was a purple-haired girl with a vibrant ponytail who asked me that question.
Her tone was cold, her face filled with vigilance as her sharp eyes locked onto me.
This girl was gorgeous. Stunning. She wasn't wearing thigh-high black stockings like Suzune. Instead, her long, smooth thighs were bare, showing off plenty of skin. And with just the slightest gust of air, her short skirt threatened to flip and reveal the color of her panties underneath.
The view made my cock stir again.
This girl wasn't just beautiful, she was perfecto, a goddess carved into flesh. Every detail of her body screamed "fuck me," whether she admitted it or not.
And deep down, one thought consumed me as I looked at her.
I wanted to breed her.
Thus, my perfect companion and a perverted little bastard of a system suddenly beeped.
Quest: Breed Masumi Kamuro
Reward: Aura Farming, Rumor Immunity, Submission Amplifier, Underworld Connection Acquired
When I saw the reward, my smirk widened on instinct.
Aura Farming?
That's good shit. It makes me effortlessly cool without even trying, like every word I say carries weight.
Submission Amplifier? Even better, it makes people submit to me faster, bending without me needing to push hard.
If I bred Masumi Kamuro before I met with Sae, I'd gain leverage over Sae, and she'd naturally fall under me thanks to this amplifier.
And that Underworld Connection… oh, that's the jackpot.
A background in the shadows, gang underlings, yakuza ties, black market networks, and more. That's a fucking empire in waiting.
But Rumor Immunity…
"System, what's that supposed to mean? Am I immune to negative rumors?"
System: Yeah, but that's not all. It also amplifies positive rumors about you while killing all the negative ones. As long as there's no solid evidence, any bad thing you do, no matter who spreads it, will fall on deaf ears. People will ignore it like it never existed.
I chuckled at that.
Perfect.
That means Sae's threats toward me mean nothing as long as I breed this girl.
No rumor could ever stick.
Her voice suddenly broke my thoughts as she stepped back, her face tightening with wariness. "What do you want to do?"
Seeing this, I was momentarily speechless. Did I look that scary? As much as I was perving on her, she shouldn't be able to hear my inner voice, right? After all, this isn't some inner voice fanfic.
But then I noticed it.
Her hands were crossed tightly against her chest and stomach, shielding something beneath her blazer.
That explained her sudden panic.
"Well, girl, don't worry, I see nothing," I said smoothly, trying to ease her up.
Instead of calming down, she only grew more defensive, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"I don't believe you. Fine, I'll admit it. I picked something up and hid it under my blazer, but it's not because I stole anything, okay? I just felt hot… I just wanted to put it there to cool off."
As if nothing had happened, she pulled a canned drink out from under her blazer and put it back into the freezer of the grocery store.
"Humph, pervert." She threw the word at me before turning away, leaving behind a faint lingering fragrance in the air as if nothing had happened.
…Okay.
What the fuck just happened?
This was the first time I'd encountered something this bizarre.
Whatever.
Not my problem.
I should go home first and rest. I'm fucking tired and need some proper sleep. Later, I'll sneak into Arisu's room, or Honami's, or Kikyou's, and fuck them. This school has too many gorgeous girls, and honestly, I'm already feeling horny now.
With that decision burned into my mind, I simply walked away without looking back, already planning which tight little body I'd fuck next.
Then I spotted Ken Sudo outside, being surrounded by a bunch of upper graders who were probably mocking him.
Seeing this, I smirked and pulled out my phone, recording their actions without hesitation.
Blackmail material. I knew those guys didn't deserve mercy, and I had no guilt about extorting them.
Unlike Kamuro, who did nothing wrong to me, I let her little thief stunt at the supermarket slide, but these guys?
They clearly had malicious intent, trying to drag my class down and make us suffer negative class points. That was unforgivable.
After all, I still had an agreement with Sae to turn this dumpster fire of a class into something great again.
When Sudo finally lost his temper and kicked a trash can aside, the seniors decided they had enough fun and started to leave.
That's when I stepped in, right in their path with a wicked grin plastered across my face.
"Senior," I said, waving my phone at them, "you don't want this spreading around, do you?"
Unlike the unreliable CCTV cameras in this school, my recording was crystal clear, showing every detail of their provocation and crimes.
Their faces darkened, and I could tell they wanted to resort to violence.
But before they could act, Sudo moved faster, stepping in front of me like a shield.
"If you want to come at him," Sudo said, cracking his knuckles, "then you'll have to go through me. Try me."
The senior spat on the ground and glared at me. "This is not over. You've provoked someone you shouldn't have."
I didn't flinch. Instead, I leaned in just enough for him to see the smile that screamed danger.
"We'll see. If I don't see 500,000 private points in my account by tomorrow, this video and all the recordings will spread through the school. Let's see who's faster and stronger. Me, or whoever's behind you."
No one backed down for a moment, the tension sharp enough to cut.
Finally, the senior clicked his tongue and said, "Let's go."
He and his henchmen walked off, clearly pissed but defeated for now.
Sudo exhaled, his tense body relaxing, then turned his attention to me with genuine gratitude. "Thank you, Ichinose. I owe you for this."
I shrugged with a grin. "Well, next time, just treat me to some drinks."
He grinned back. "Alright, why not now? I'll treat you to whatever you want."
"Good. Let's go then." I said without hesitation.
With that, the two of us left the place grinning, and I ended up with extra meals and drinks for free, along with the bonus of squeezing points out of those upper-grade seniors.
What a good day, indeed.
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