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The Untouchables of Certain Classroom
「Good morning.」
「Morning.」
Greetings were exchanged in the sparsely filled classroom of the first-year third group.
The mysterious tension that had dominated the classroom had also eased considerably, and the morning air similar to that of any other classroom drifted about.
Except for its wooden construction and retro interior, it was a typical school classroom you could find anywhere.
Even if there was a mysterious facility underground, it was still undoubtedly a school building where students studied.
There was no shortage of conversation topics either, such as how to spend the Golden Week that was upon them soon.
「Good morning.」
In response to the greeting of the boy, who was passing through the door and showing up in the classroom, cheerful greetings were replied from the girl group.
Specifically speaking, there was a mix of flattery-like, subtle tension where the girls were keeping each other in check within.
The tall boy with blemish-less, well-featured looks was Kazuto.
Not only was he the leader of the first party in the first-year third group whose members had officially accomplished class change, he was the wielder of an irregular 『Hero (Brave)』 class.
Irregular classes couldn’t be said to be powerful classes for sure, but there was no doubting their qualities, so they were a lot who aimed to strike a good relationship with them.
「Oh, crap, I’m so sleepy.」
「That’s why I told you to sleep in moderation, didn’t I?」
The one who yawned grandly behind Kazuto was Takechi, a member of the same party as him.
His class was 『Fighter』, and his stature, which was larger than Kazuto, had already been sturdily tempered even before he enrolled to the academy.
He was said to look like a gorilla by the other party members, but his finely chiseled face was merely manly, not at all ugly.
「Takeshi is a wild beast, after all. He must have too much energy.」
「A man has to be tough to survive, you know? You should work out a little bit too, Kouta.」
「Please don’t be unreasonable. There are things called suitabilities, after all.
As Takeshi displayed a biceps pose, the one who heaved out a sigh in exasperation was Kotarou.
He was the third male member of the party, and his class was 『Arts User (Magi)』.
His figure, which was thin and frail compared to the other party members, was emphasized by his thin-framed glasses.
「Well, rather than tough, Kouta is more like persistent, after all. People are not always the same as their outward appearance.」
「Please stop it. So early in the morning.」
「Really, sheesh. What’s the deal with you getting in heat in the morning, you wild gorilla.」
The ones who entered the classroom later than the male members were the two female members, Sena and Naho.
Sena had just changed class to 『Pirates』, a rare class of 『Thief』 branching.
She boasted fluffy, wavy brown hair, and the bulges on her chest were more developed than those of her peers.
「Aren’t you two early today? I thought you’d be late again.」
「You know, it’s all your fault, isn’t it? Unlike you boys who screw anytime and anywhere, we girls have a sense of propriety.」
「Sena-chan, your voice is too loud.」
The one whose cheeks were innocently blushing at the frank statement was Naho, an 『Officer』 who had just changed class together with her roommate Sena.
With her slender body clad in a neat uniform, her neatly trimmed bangs give off an earnest image.
In fact, she was serving as the vice representative of the first year third group.
「
 Good grief. I gave you permission once, but you got carried away and continued to frolic like a monkey day after day, how idiotic.」
「What are you talking about? You seemed to be quite feeling good yourself, right, Sena?」
「No, I’m not~. You’re too self-conscious. I don’t know what you’re talking about.」
「Sheesh, like I told you, your voice is too loud. It’s embarrassing.」
「I guess she’s right. It’s not something you should make too much of a big deal out of.」
Kazuto, averting his eyes, covered his mouth in an embarrassed gesture.
It could be said that the solidarity of their party was good compared to others.
「I’m not saying there’s no point in showing off, though. In keeping in check meaning.」
「
.!」
Kotarou, sitting on the seat, smoothly stroked Naho’s ass from a position that couldn’t be seen by anyone.
It was the ass he had ambushed after she got out of the shower room and re-injected his cum into the womb during the short interval before he made his way to the academy with Kazuto and Takeshi.
He stored his own semen in the vessel that had been cleaned and rinsed.
Compared to the night time when they had to alternately take turns, the duration of it receiving the influence would be much longer.
The results were definitely starting to gnaw at the two girls.
「
 Say, come to think of it, how is it going with the matter of increasing our party members?
「Let’s see. Sena and Naho have also finished their class change, so it might not be a bad idea to do some recruitment.」
「If Kazuto says something like that, people will surely come barging in during break time. Even though as is, girls who are asking to be introduced to him is already a lot in number.」
「Eeh~, you’re adding more girls?」
「You know, we’re going to create a club with Kazuto as the president, right? Of course it’s going to turn into such a harem state.」
「Gah, well, it can’t be helped, huh. That Kazuto’s very popular, after all.」
「You will also get to take care of the leftovers, so you shouldn’t have anything to
 complain about.」
Sena’s ass, as she voluntarily stood as though lining up with Naho, was smoothly stroked as though he was giving her a reward.
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「Damn it all, showing off like that
.」
「Don’t be jealous, don’t be jealous.」
「Ah. I’m seriously tired and sleepy.」
The boy trio, Eiji, Byakuya, and Shou, gathered at their usual spot in the classroom, jabbering.
For them, who strove to conquer the dungeon by their three boy selves, Kazuto’s party, who were hogging the sweet spot of the class, was an eyesore.
They, too, were of the top group amongst the first-year students who had steadily conquered the dungeon, raised their levels, and changed classes.
Even of the twenty-four classes in the same grade, the classes where no one had yet to achieve class change were still superior in number.
Even so, if there were those in the same classroom who had already gotten ahead of them, they would inevitably get not as much attention.
They couldn’t deny the feeling that they were a step late, by all means.
「Rather, you sure like them, don’t you, Eiji? I don’t need a woman for a while. About half a day.」
Shou, who spent the entirety of the day off immersing himself in sex like mud, yawned.
He made his way into the female senpai, whom he literally used as a hug pillow, all the time, each time he had even the tiniest amount of urge.
Even before heading to class, he didn’t fail to pour his portions for the two of them during the finishing up morning sex.
The act was exactly like a monkey who had just gotten to know masturbation for the first time.
「Look, just because he has a slightly decent face, they easily wag their asses. These sows on this class.」
「It’s because you keep saying such coarse words that no girls are coming to approach you. Eiji.」
Eiji, whose hair was standing in hardcore style, was leaning back, making the front legs of the seat he was seated on go thud, thud.
「
 For real?」
「It’s a terminal illness. I think it’s already too late. I sure am surprised that you weren’t even aware of it.」
「What, the hell
」
In fact, there were no small number of the classmates, regardless of male and female, who were watching them closely.
In this academy, where a kind of supremacy of ability prevailed in the field known as dungeon, the label of having ability was way greater than they realized.
It was the same as a high achiever in a cram school running rampant in a low-level school.
And humans were also group animals that instinctively sought for their own standing.