16 COTE

I walked up to Ibuki and stood in front of her.

Her face was ruthlessly being used by Ichika and I couldn't help but enjoy the sight. Ichika was using Ibuki's small breasts for support as she moaned and grinded her pussy against her face.

I kneeled in front of Ibuki and aimed my cock at her entrance before turning the invisibility cloak off. Ibuki couldn't see anything because of Ichika's ass on her face but Ichika's eyes widened seeing me.

However, there wasn't much surprise present.

That was a given.

"Did you know I was still here?" My voice caused Ibuki to shiver in fright, she started sobbing and crying. Her reaction seemed to have a greater effect on Ichika as she moaned.

She blushed and grinned, "I didn't know you were a peeping tom, Mister!" She said while eyeing me playfully.

Though I could see she was trying to sense my reaction to her behavior. I chuckled and taking that as a positive sign she continued, "I made a lucky guess! Hehe… mmh!"

The sounds of her moans were strangely arousing.

Hmm, I wouldn't be surprised if there was vocal training in their course. The 5th Generation was geared towards communication and socialisation if I remember correctly.

I rammed my dick straight into Ibuki's pussy and hit her womb. Her body trembled as her legs jerked up in the air. I grabbed her legs and held them close to my chest and continued to thrust inside her.

Her athletic pussy was really masterful in gripping my cock, or rather the fact I could manipulate my cock however I wished was a really overpowered gift. No matter the kind of pussy I fucked I could instantly fill it.

Like a key to a keylock.

In this case, my key was a master key that could unlock any kind of lock, no matter the shape or size.

Grunting I filled her pussy with my cum and let out a relieved sigh. Ibuki's legs dropped down from my chest onto the floor with a thud. I didn't take my time but going by how her legs were twitching she was wrecked regardless.

Ichika didn't say a word as she eyed my actions curiously.

The Whiteroom students were indeed isolated and being in such a competitive environment it was bound they were unable to behave like normal people.

After Ayanokoji's splendid display of laziness, the Whiteroom understood that the children being trained needed to have a drive.

They couldn't be emotionless husks.

They always knew this.

The Fourth Generation that was taught the Beta Course wasn't meant for the children to actually survive. That's how resolute Ayanokoji's father was.

He wanted to sacrifice his child.

But Ayanokoji turned out to be a whole different can of worms.

The rest of the students after the Fourth Generation of the Whiteroom were trained at a lower level but with more communication.

That's why Ichika had developed a mischievous personality and an inferior complex that not only she but anyone from the Whiteroom would have regarding Ayanokoji.

For the students of Whiteroom it was deeply instilled that winning was everything, it wasn't an ideology unique to Ayanokoji.

Her lack of morality was something I could mold however I wanted.

Casting Clean on myself I got up.

"Are you leaving already?" Ichika seemed a bit miffed.

"I told you I had stuff to do. Were it not for the amusing gift you showed me I would've been gone earlier."

Putting on my uniform I sent a message to one of my 'friends'.

Ichika pouted and I chuckled.

Walking up to her I gave her a gentle kiss, surprising her.

"I'll play with you later." Smiling at her I briefly glanced at Toilet-chan whose face was being squashed under Ichika's ass, clicking my tongue in pity I left.

…

Tatsuya hummed a merry tune as he walked along the path to school.

He had long stopped attending classes.

There was nothing of interest left.

The only reason he even attended a few lessons was to have Horikita's handmade lunch and tease her. He had also been giving Chabashira-sensei dirty glances.

She didn't even bother taking roll calls for him when he was absent nor did she try to explain to the class the demerits of tardiness.

Thinking of the busty teacher, Tatsuya chuckled.

Shaking his head, he looked at the time, it was half past 5 PM.

"Aren't I a generous friend?"

Since the meeting was at 6 PM he decided to stroll the grocery store along the path ahead.

Was it because he needed to buy something?

No.

It was an entirely different reason.

Inside the shop was a group of students he was familiar with. Involuntarily a smile crept up his face as he stood in front of them.

The group of students also noticed him and froze in their tracks.

Two members of the group, a boy and a girl, were particularly shaken.

The boy looked at him coldly while the girl looked at him with fear.

"It's been a while, eh? Hirata." He didn't bother greeting Karuizawa, Shinohara and her group of girls.

Till now Tatsuya hadn't made any public contact with Karuizawa.

Both of them remained silent.

Shinohara and the girls understood Hirata's behavior but what struck them odd was Karuizawa. She was shaking and anyone could tell it was out of sheer fear.

Was Yamamoto Tatsuya worth fearing?

For Class D that was absolutely the case.

But seeing the Queen Bee of the girls behave like this was a bit exaggerated.

"So you refuse to talk with me? I considered you a friend."

Hirata deeply glanced at Tatsuya and shook his head.

He turned to Karuizawa and the girls before smiling weakly, "Let's leave."

He didn't even bother replying to Tatsuya.

"Ah…" Karuizawa was a bit stunned but she gathered herself, "Y-yeah, let's go."

Apprehensive, the group left quickly and soon Tatsuya was standing alone inside the shop. The clerk behind the counter seemed to be confused by their interaction.

Tatsuya sighed and shook his head.

It wasn't the first time he had tried mending his relationship with Hirata.

There was only so much sex one could have in a day.

There were times when even Tatsuya wanted friends to joke and laugh with. Days after days of nothing eventually turned stale and boring.

He wondered if the next world would be exciting.

Grabbing a can of coke he drank it along the rest of the way before tossing it in the garbage bin. Entering the library he was instantly assaulted by the smell of ink.

Of course, the smell was merely his imagination.

He walked around before finding his 'friend'.

Waving his hand he smiled.

"Sorry, I got a bit late today, something happened along the way."

"O-Oh…"

Ichinose stuttered before lowering her head.

Tatsuya walked up to her and sat beside her. Ichinose stiffly took out her notebooks and Tatsuya grabbed one of them.

"Is it chemistry today? Organic? Hmm…" he brushed through the notebook page by page. The Mastery of High School Knowledge was a gift given to him by the system as a starting gift.

Tatsuya was originally in his second year of college before his phone blew up.

While he could still pass easily, getting good grades without studying would've been a headache. It's not like he had perfect memory or anything.

"I suppose no one's facing any nightmares now?"

Ichinose felt her face go pale as she smiled thinly.

"Yes," she answered weakly and Tatsuya subtly placed his hand on her soft thigh, lightly caressing her. He could feel Ichinose tense up and chuckled as he picked another notebook and read through it.

All the while keeping his hand on her thigh.

Ichinose could only bite her lower lip and act normally.

This was actually the fourth study session she had organized with Tatsuya. For three hours Tatsuya would generously and sincerely tutor the students of Class B.

At first, the students of Class B disagreed. They didn't want to involve themselves with a student like Yamamoto who had shady rumors about him floating around.

But at Ichinose's instance, they finally agreed.

Tutoring Class B was one of Tatsuya's offers for fucking Ichinose.

The final exams were in a few days and Ichinose found it hard to decline Tatsuya's urging. No matter how his personality was it didn't change the fact he scored perfectly in all the first-term exams.

Ichinose's face slowly turned red as his fingers occasionally brushed past her private region.

Their study session began at 6:00 PM but Tatsuya forced Ichinose to come here in advance by thirty minutes and molested her till the rest of her class came.

Every day he would ask her if her classmates were facing nightmares before molesting her, as if trying to remind her that he was the reason her class was still functioning and Shibata was slowly recovering.

Could Ichinose refuse?

Certainly.

But would that end positively for her class?

Certainly not.

"I really hope one day you'll face retribution."

Ichinose spat as she tried to ignore Tatsuya's roaming hands.

"Retribution?" Tatsuya chuckled, "For what?"

"You're a bad person, Yamamoto-kun."

"I see…" Tatsuya nodded at her words before stopping his harassment, he neatly arranged the notebooks in a certain order, "But, so what?"

Ichinose glared at him but said nothing.

She couldn't help but lower her head with a dejected expression. This was not how she was expecting her school life to shape up. Her hopes and expectations had all been dashed by the one sitting beside her.

"The Summer Vacation the school has planned for us is a special exam Ichinose."

Ichinose looked at him with wide eyes.

"You can call me a monster, an evil person or a rapist. I care not. Since we made a deal I'll uphold it. As long as I'm in this school not a single person from Class B will be expelled." He muttered before glancing at the library's clock, "They should be coming soon…"

Ichinose didn't respond but her fists were tightly clenched on her lap.

Should she feel happy?

Be grateful?

Because of the kind of person Ichinose was, it was impossible for her to deny that somewhere in her heart there was a hint of relief. The stunt and audacity Yamamoto Tatsuya had pulled in the first exam had caused most of the students to feel a sense of awe and fear.

So when the guy in question himself was assuring her, it was impossible to not be affected.

That was the weight of the words from the Madman of the First Years.

But the price?

Ichinose's face turned red as her hand slowly touched his hard cock through his pants. She could feel the bulging monster and with how accurately she could identify the veins on his cock she was sure he was not wearing any underwear.

This was the last condition Yamamoto Tatsuya asked for after agreeing to help Class B.

Throughout the study session, she would silently and sneakily stroke his cock.

Even as the students of Class B entered and smiled at Ichinose she couldn't stop her hand from repeating the same lewd movements.

"Ichinose-chan!"

A girl with a blue ponytail skipped along to the table and greeted Ichinose enthusiastically.

"M-Mako-chan!" Ichinose smiled back, her face slightly red.

The first few days she was incredibly nervous, it was nerve-racking.

But Ichinose slowly realised, whenever a student would start feeling suspicious Yamamoto would instantly spot the suspicion and divert their attention.

It really chilled Ichinose to the bone seeing how observant and a smooth talker he was.

A dozen or so students sat around them and they greeted Ichinose and Yamamoto happily.

"This will be our last study session so don't hesitate to ask me anything. I have a few people I need to teach in my class as well."

"Oh, that's fine Yamamoto-san." Watabe said, his voice full of respect, "I can't believe how much I've improved after you began teaching us. I think most of us are confused about why you're in Class D."

The dozen or so students nodded.

Only Kanzaki was silent as he narrowed his eyes, his gaze alternating between Ichinose and Yamamoto.

She looks really uncomfortable.

He didn't need to join these study sessions but his heart always leaned towards suspicion for the student known as Class D's leader.

How did the nightmares of Class B stop abruptly? Why was the timing of their spontaneous study sessions so coincidental?

Kanzaki couldn't help but wonder.

…

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, Yamamoto-san, Ichinose-chan!"

The dozen or so students including Watabe, Amikura and Kanzaki stood up and left after thanking the two organizers of the study session.

Ichinose and Tatsuya also packed their stuff.

The group left happily with Ichinose and Yamamoto trailing slightly behind.

Seeing the laughter and cheerfulness from them she subconsciously smiled.

Maybe… just maybe it was worth it.

"How cute." Tatsuya's words snapped her back to reality and the smile from her face disappeared, "What? Am I not a good candidate for romance? You don't have to make such an expression."

"I'd rather not date you Yamamoto-kun." Ichinose smiled thinly.

"You don't plan to date anyone?"

"I do… but…"

"Hmph, you think you deserve a normal happy romance? Don't forget the fact you're a criminal, Ichinose Honami." Tatsuya's cold words caused Ichinose's face to pale as she clenched her fists.

She took a deep breath and her expression returned to normal. She didn't respond to Tatsuya and continued to walk behind her friends.

"Ignore me all you want, but it won't change the fact that in this world for you there is no one but me."

Ichinose paused briefly but continued to move ahead.

Tatsuya stopped walking and didn't follow behind her like usual. He glanced at the tree behind him, "Come out."

"Aww, was I caught~?" A thin figure wearing casual clothes stepped out from behind the tree and walked lightly towards Tatsuya with her hands behind her neck, "Does Mr. Dream Weaver not like me eavesdropping on him?"

Tatsuya didn't say anything and looked at her silently.

Kiryuin's sharp eyes trailed on the back of the desolate Ichinose and she smirked, "Another person you need to rape to rescue?"

She joked.

Tatsuya rolled his eyes and resumed his steps, this time instead of Ichinose it was Kiryuin walking beside him.

"Her class was infected by the Dream Realm. In the process, I found out that this supposed leader of the class is a criminal."

He didn't mention what Ichinose's crime was and let Kiryuin speculate.

"Oh?" Kiryuin was intrigued but didn't pay any further attention to her, she jumped in front of Tatsuya and closed in on him. With one hand stroking his cock the other traced his muscular chest.

"I suppose you wouldn't mind some outdoor action~" Her sultry gaze caused Tatsuya to grin. He grabbed her ass and threw her behind the bushes.

As far as he could tell there was no one in the vicinity and their study group was the last visitor of the library. So unless someone specifically came to the library at 9 PM it would be hard for them to get caught.

Kiryuin fell with a thud and she couldn't help but laugh as Tatsuya's ominous shadow covered her.

He unbuttoned his pants and let it fall to the ground.

Their chances of getting caught were low but not none.

Fortunately, in the heat of the moment, neither Tatsuya nor Kiryuin cared if they were caught. Ever since Tatsuya had given her the excuse that they needed to fuck every day for her to gain powers Kiryuin had grown addicted to his cock.

It was a pleasure no other man or toy could replicate.

To Kiryuin Tatsuya was the only one that could ever satisfy her in this life.

His bulging cock threateningly twitched and with a snap of his fingers, her clothes were ripped apart. Kiryuin's grin widened as Tatsuya looked at her with a stern gaze.

"I don't really like people interrupting my plans."

"Oh my, is Mr Dream Weaver mad? Hahaha, what are you gonna do? Rape me?" Kiryuin's audacious voice trickled into his ears and Tatsuya couldn't help but laugh.

"It's best to not provoke a man's ego." A slight smile appeared on his face as he stretched his hand towards the naked Kiryuin sprawled on the grass.

Four golden chains brimming with divine energy shot out of his palm and wrapped around her limbs. She was chained to the ground and couldn't move a single muscle.

Kiryuin's lips twitched as she eyed the naked Tatsuya with a hint of nervousness.

"A bit heavy-handed… don't you think?"

"Not yet." He lowered his gaze and Kiryuin followed.

Both of them were looking at his 7-inch fat cock. But under Kiryuin's astonished gaze, it slowly began to grow not only in girth but length as well.

Looking at the monstrous dick in front of her, Kiryuin gulped in fear.

She looked at Tatsuya and smiled apologetically, her face clouded with distress.

"I.. was just messing with you…" Kiryuin said, a drop of cold sweat rolling down her face, "You won't really… with that…"

She looked at the ten-inch cock with terror.

Tatsuya didn't say a word and smiled back at Kiryuin.

****

Approaching her in a threatening manner Tatsuya kneeled down.

Lining his cock against her pussy he thrust without any care. Kiryuin's soft walls embraced his cock and squeezed hard. Kiryuin's expression distorted into something hideous as Tatsuya inch by inch began to plant his cock in her womb.

But unfortunately, humans have limits.

Kiryuin's pussy could not take more than 8 inches.

Tatsuya scoffed as Kiryuin looked at him pleadingly. He didn't buy her act, the excitement hidden in her eyes was clear to see.

With a grunt, he began to forcefully push his cock inside.

"Wait! Fuck! Don't!" By now Kiryuin had realised that if he continued nothing good would come out of it.

But…

Would Tatsuya stop?

He began to stretch her pussy out. The shape of his cock had become visible through her flat stomach. He broke through into her womb and hit the end of her baby-making area.

Like a wild beast he fucked Kiryuin, his cock repeatedly slammed against the back of her pussy and Kiryuin felt her mind go blank from the sheer pain. But what kept her sane was the equal amount of pleasure. His cock roughly rubbed against her pussy walls, as if trying to test friction's limit.

Her limbs were tied by the chains and as such she could do nothing but take it. Tatsuya's body shadowed over hers as he grabbed Kiryuin's head with both his hands and forced her face into his chest.

Latching on top of her he continued to thrust as Kiryuin's muffled moans of pain disappeared into nothingness.

Kiryuin felt small.

Her body was held by Tatsuya in a manner one would hold a child.

In sex, this position would be called Nirvana.

A few minutes later Tatsuya stopped thrusting and filled Kiryuin's pussy with his cum. Since he could decide how much to ejaculate he made sure to release at least half a litre of cum.

The absurd amount caused Kiryuin's pussy to swell and the moment his cock left her pussy the white cum dripped down in waves on the grass.

The chains disappeared but Kiryuin was in no state to move. Her body was in tatters and her pussy in shambles.

The surroundings were silent, dominated by the heavy breathing of Kiryuin. She had a hard time calming down and it took her a few minutes before she could sit up.

"I'll have to reassess my judgement about you. You're not kind at all." She looked down at her pussy and her lips twitched. It was swollen and red, a testament to the abuse it had just gone through.

"Never claimed to be." Tatsuya shrugged while dressing himself. Suddenly, his expression shifted to one of curiosity as he gazed at the exposed abdomen of the abused Kiryuin. "Did you take it?"

Kiryuin acted as if she hadn't heard him, slightly patting her belly while gazing at the stars. "Clean me up would you?"

Tatsuya clicked his fingers and Kiryuin was back to new, though her pussy was still swollen.

"Is that your answer?" Tatsuya sighed and Kiryuin chuckled.

"You're not the the only one that can mess with people, Mr. Dreamweaver." Her soft melodious chuckle drifted into his ears and Tatsuya took another glance at Kiryuin.

"You know I can easily check whether you've had the pills or not, right?"

"And how will you do that? The sperm will take time to conceive and it's virtually impossible for you to know whether I've thrown the pill away or consumed it."

"You're underestimating me." Tatsuya frowned.

Kiryuin was right.

It was indeed virtually impossible for him to tell whether she would get pregnant or not. He had no idea of her period cycles and had no skills related to it.

But there was one thing that Tatsuya was confident in.

It was a guess from his side but the Remote Abortion and Remote Pregnancy skills that he had conjured up as a joke would likely prove useful here.

Kiryuin seemed to understand Tatsuya's meaning and looked exasperated.

"How does pregnancy have anything to do with Dream Realms? Your powers seem bullshit if anything." She rolled her eyes before throwing a provocative look towards Tatsuya, "Even if you can, the question is… will you?"

"..."

Tatsuya smiled and threw her a pair of new clothes.

For reasons not to be said he carried a lot of female uniforms with him. The System in particular seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with his way of using the storage space.

Without answering her he left, leaving her all alone under the night sky.

Kiryuin stared at his back with a wistful look and sighed, "What a heartless man… not romantic at all." She picked the clothes up.

…

It was a new day but everyone in Class D was on the edge.

Today was the day of the major exams.

Everyone had prepared thoroughly but none more than the students of Class D.

Haruka looked around the class and bit her lower lip in frustration. The atmosphere in the class was ridiculously low. She could tell students like Koenji, Yukimura and Horikita had no worries at all.

The ones really worried were the students at the bottom barrel of the class.

One mistake could end up with them having to leave the school.

Her eyes involuntarily trailed towards the handsome young man sitting at the back conversing with Ayanokoji.

Ayanokoji did not seem too interested in the conversation but Tatsuya continued to move his lips as if he didn't care whether Ayanokoji would respond or not.

She took a deep breath and focused on mentally preparing herself.

She had decided.

She would officially propose to Tatsuya on the Island Vacation after the exams.

She clenched her fists with determination.

She longed to make a real connection.

…

"Swish swish! Like that head after head fell y'know. You should've seen the looks on their faces as I strolled through the place."

Yamamoto Tatsuya was babbling nonsense.

Ayanokoji couldn't help but sigh.

For the past five minutes, he kept on telling Ayanokoji how he visited the Whiteroom yesterday and killed all the staff. Apparently, he had even brought a child from the 5th Generation with him.

He tried to ignore him but it didn't seem like he was willing to stop.

Ayanokoji also didn't want to be rude and make him angry. He was here to live a peaceful life and angering the class tyrant would be a foolish move.

"You don't believe me do you?" Tatsuya seemed to have become bored from the lack of reaction.

"There is no evidence for your words. It sounds like a fantasy story if I were being honest."

"Hoh? What if you come and meet the 5th Generation student with me today?"

"No, thank you."

Ayanokoji had already deemed his words to be impossible and hence found no meaning in meeting this supposed 5th Generation Student.

"What kind of nonsense have both of you been talking about?"

Ayanokoji pointed a finger at himself and looked at Horikita, "I'm speaking… nonsense?"

Horikita was stumped for a second but she ignored him and focused on Tatsuya.

"Don't look at me like that, you won't believe what I found out." He pointed at Ayanokoji, "This guy was born and raised in an experimental lab aimed at creating geniuses. Cherry to the top is the fact his father is managing the facility."

Horikita frowned and turned her head away, "Crazy lunatic."

"Stop trying to act tough, I know you've brought me some lovely lunch today as well."

"Shut up!" Horikita glared at Tatsuya and he raised his hands in defeat.

Ayanokoji found the slight blush on her face intriguing.

They definitely hated each other a while ago… What happened all of a sudden?

Ayanokoji could see the small hints of infatuation drifting from Horikita towards Yamamoto Tatsuya.

His curiosity was interrupted by Chabashira-sensei walking in with a stack of papers. Her face was as indifferent as ever.

"No cheating. No discussion. I don't believe I need to inform you all of something so basic." The papers landed on her desk with a thud, "All I will say is… good luck."

-x-X-x-

The endless summer sea. The infinite blue skies. The perfectly clear air. Here, in the midst of the Pacific Ocean, we didn't feel the intense midsummer heat, and the gentle sea breeze kissed our bodies. Yes, this really was an oceanic paradise.

The view from the "special seats" on the deck was exceptionally gorgeous.

"This view is incredible! I'm honestly super moved right now!" A group of girls led by Karuizawa came out from the ship's cabin.

She pointed toward the vast, sunlit ocean, her radiant smile glowing with childlike excitement. "It's just so beautiful!"

I had to give it to her—she was an outstanding actor.

"Seriously, the scenery here is just amazing!" Kushida Kikyou chimed in, her gentle, kind smile as flawless as ever.

Another perfect performance.

After overcoming numerous hardships, midterms, and the final exam, we welcomed summer vacation with open arms.

Of course, there were many twists and turns.

Not only was the kind and gentle Hirata depressed but three students were expelled.

It wasn't just Class D.

Class C was in a similar state.

It was a mixture of joy and sadness.

Joy from being free of Ryuen's control but…

While Ryuen was a dictator he portrayed an attitude of absolute confidence which served to motivate Class C. Kaneda, one of the smarter students from Class C had taken over the class nominally but he lacked the aura Ryuen had.

Looking out at the drifting sea, I exhaled a soft sigh. The juxtaposition of happiness and despair was a cruel twist of fate.

For them, this vacation was an escape.

For me, it was a prelude.

I will soon leave but not before throwing a grand farewell party.

…

The Advanced Nurturing High School had arranged for an extravagant two-week trip—a cruise on a luxury liner.

At our government-sponsored school, there was absolutely no need for us to pay for tuition or other miscellaneous expenses—which, of course, included this trip. We received the best of special treatment.

The cruise liner and its facilities were of the highest possible quality.

This ship was fully equipped with everything from prestigious restaurants to a theatre, and even an upscale spa. On my own, this would probably have cost me about 100,000 yen, even in the off-season.

Our trip, which promised the pinnacle of luxury, had finally started today. According to the schedule, we would spend our first week staying at a fancy summer lodge on a deserted island. After that, we would enjoy the cruise ship for another week.

At 5 AM today, the first-year students boarded buses and departed for Tokyo Bay. The passenger ships departed from the port once the students arrived. After eating breakfast in the lounge, students were permitted to move freely throughout the entire vessel.

Best of all, we were able to use any of the ship's facilities free of charge. For most of Class D who'd suffered daily due to a lack of points, this ship was heaven-sent.

I stood on the deck, letting the sea breeze wash over me. The comforting feel of nature soothed my mind.

I couldn't help but smile.

"What are you smiling about?" Kushida's voice drew me back to the present. She stood beside me, her expression as sweet as ever, though her eyes burned with something darker.

"Mad, are you?"

"Hmph. Should I not be? You promised to expel Horikita, yet all I see is you getting cozy with her. Homemade lunches and all."

I met her glare, unbothered. "I told you from the start—I'd use love to expel Horikita. Don't tell me you've forgotten already?"

Kushida scowled. "I haven't, bastard. But what if you actually fall for her? Men are predictable creatures. Especially someone as perverted as you."

"You're more beautiful,"

Her eyes flashed with fury as she took a step backwards. "Save your lies. I still haven't forgiven you for what you did that day." Her eyes were filled with hatred.

"I can't believe you're still sane after what I've done to you." I couldn't help but stare at the sky, only I knew what lurked behind the clouds, "It's as if something is stopping you from breaking down."

Kushida expressed her confusion regarding my last sentence but that was fine. She didn't need to know.

No matter how much I broke her, no matter how much pain I inflicted on her Kushida would end up mentally unharmed the next day.

The naughty Heavenly Spirit continued to make sure Kushida Kikiyo would never change, a character who'd never break down helplessly.

It couldn't help Sudo and the others because it wasn't awake. Or rather the expulsion of Sudo, Ike and Yamauchi had triggered its awakening in the first place.

"Crazy bastard…" Kushida muttered and walked away.

"Meh," I continued to enjoy the cold breeze blasting against my body. It wouldn't be long before we reached the island.

I had a few loose ends I needed to tie.

I entered the cabin and walked towards a particular room. Since it wasn't locked I could enter freely.

"Yo!"

"Oh, Yamamoto," Ayanokoji responded with his ever so bland face. "Did you need something?"

"Nothing much, just wanted to confirm if you were okay with a sparring session on the island."

"Spar?"

"You haven't forgotten our previous conversation, have you? The frog and well one."

His memory was near perfect from what I remember so it shouldn't be a problem.

"I guess that's fine. The island vacation doesn't seem to be that simple though, would it be alright for us to play around so nonchalantly?"

"Do you care?"

"... Not really."

"You should be thanking me y'know." I picked a glass of water and gulped it down, "Phew, had I not been here, who knows what Chabashira-sensei would've made you do."

"What do you mean?"

"She knows your past, or rather has a vague idea about it."

"I see. If you weren't there, Class D would be in dire straits and Chabashira-sensei would blackmail me to help the class?" Ayanokoji immediately pierced it together, "But I'm confused, could it be she's actually the one looking forward the most to reach Class A?"

"Yup."

"The reward for the Teacher of Class A must be quite enticing. But simply knowing my past isn't enough to blackmail me, what other card does she have to play?"

"Expulsion?"

"If she dares to play the expulsion card against me she must not know much." Ayanokoji, who didn't find a reason to act dumb in front of me, responded casually, "She'll be gone before she succeeds."

"You wouldn't remove her." I snorted, "You'd rather deal with a known variable than an unknown one. Rational emotionless freaks like you are predictable in these matters."

Expulsion meant vacancy and vacancy meant employment. It was a loophole that Ayanokoji Atsuomi, his father, would fully utilize and Ayanokoji understood that.

Perhaps the new Class D teacher would be incomparably more annoying than Chabashira Sae.

Ayanokoji shrugged, "I have feelings and emotions too, don't hurt me like that."

"Oh."

With a shake of my head I left the cabin, dueling with Ayanokoji wasn't to experience a battle, there was no way Ayanokoji stood a chance.

It was for an entirely different matter.

…

Standing alone on the deck, I stared out at the distant island, now little more than a speck on the horizon. The others, oblivious to my thoughts, were lost in their excitement—laughing, chatting, caught up in the joy of the vacation.

I had to admit, a small part of me too desired a normal life.

Friends. Healthy relationships. A happy family.

Too bad I was destined to never have those.

Relationships, no matter their form, required one thing—compromise.

Something I would never agree to.

"It's lonely, don't you think so?" I said, breaking the silence deliberately.

I felt his presence before he answered.

"Tyrant boy, your theatrics are tiresome," came a smooth, mocking voice.

Turning, I saw him reclining casually on a deck chair, his golden hair catching the sunlight like a crown. A glass of juice rested lazily in his hand, the picture of self-indulgence.

"It's not theatrics," I replied, giving him a faint smile. "It's the truth."

Koenji's smirk widened. "A truth you seem far too eager to lament. A cut above the rest doesn't need to feel lonely, you know."

"I suppose so."

Koenji Rokusuke.

What a weird guy.

However, he was another one of those I'm curious about, similar to Ayanokoji.

Classroom of the Elite.

Who knew when I would step foot here again?

Well, if I survive then maybe.

Silence fell over us briefly before I decided to break it.

"Would you like me to kill your father?" I asked, looking at the seemingly 'perfect' human.

Perhaps due to the weight of my words even the self absorbed Koenji was stunned. He looked at me as if I was mentally deranged.

"Jokes have a limit, Yamamoto Tatsuya. Make sure such nonsense never enters my ears ever again."

"Why?"

"As the heir of the Koenji group, it's my duty to ensure its honor remains intact in my presence."

Not because I want to kill your father?

Interesting.

"The reason you came to this school was to escape this duty, no?"

"You may leave." Koenji waved his hand and dismissed me, as if I was an annoying pest.

Too bad, I wasn't Ayanokoji.

"What if I made the Koenji group disappear? Would you still be so confident?"

Koenji sighed, before looking at me with a hint of intrigue, "And how will you do so?"

He very clearly did not take my words seriously and that is how it should be, if he did I'd be the one weirded out.

"By killing everyone of course."

"You seem to have a screw loose, what is the point in this meaningless conversation? Let me enjoy my precious time."

"My bad, I just wanted to give you a parting gift." I smiled and decided to test him. "I will attack you. Please defend yourself."

Perhaps because it was so sudden Koenji seemed to be confused but I could tell, all the muscles on his body began to harden as soon as heard the word 'attack'.

His eyes narrowed with a dangerous gleam.

Without waiting for a response, I closed the distance between us in a blur of motion, a step that erased the seven meters between us like it was nothing.

Koenji's instincts screamed for him to react, but by the time his mind caught up, my hand was already at his throat.

His body froze, muscles locked in place as if he were a statue. His breath hitched, but he didn't struggle.

He couldn't.

I felt his pulse under my fingers, strong but rapidly escalating with fear. Koenji knew, as surely as I did, that one wrong move—one shift, one twitch—and I would snap his neck.

Koenji's gaze was wide, disbelief flashing across his face. He couldn't comprehend how quickly the situation had escalated.

I held him there for a moment longer, savoring the stillness. Koenji's body was taut with the fight-or-flight instinct, but he was too intelligent to make a move.

Though I wondered…

Why was I even doing this?

I sighed before letting go of his neck.

Koenji rubbed his neck before looking at me gravely.

"What are you?"

Perhaps because he considered himself to be a peak human he understood how odd my existence was. Unlike Ayanokoji, he was straightforward in expressing his confusion.

"You don't have to worry, I'm… nothing but an anomaly that will be gone soon."

The upper deck didn't have many people to begin with and even if a few saw what happened it didn't matter.

Or rather, it wouldn't matter soon.

…

Soon the cruise slowed down around the island and an announcement to look at the scenery was given.

Only a few students understood the true meaning behind those words.

Horikita stood beside me and listened to the announcement with a sharp look in her eyes. "It's suspicious."

"Is it now?" I handed her a glass of orange juice.

There was no hesitation in her movements as she accepted the glass. Our relationship as friends had grown beautifully.

A few more forceful pushes and perhaps I'll have her accepting my advances.

"Surely you of all people noticed." Her beautiful crimson ruby-like eyes peered into me. I matched her gaze for a brief moment before shrugging.

"Of course, I did. However, when are you going to notice…?"

Horikita looked baffled.

"What?"

"My love for you."

"..."

Horikita sighed and ignored me. Constant teasing had made her resistant. At first she was against it but slowly she had come to enjoy it, though secretly. The care and concern I showed for her were genuine. For someone like Horikita who was fixated on superiority it surely satisfied her vanity that someone like me was after her.

Perhaps the biggest factor was the tragic backstory I had spun to throw her off.

In essence, her mind craved companionship after years of loneliness but she refused to confide in anyone less capable than her brother.

"What will you do after reaching Class A?"

"Attend University." Horikita answered before taking another sip.

"After University?"

"I don't know, live my life maybe." Horikita answered once again but I remained silent and a brief moment later she continued, "I was obsessed with reaching Class A before for certain reasons. Fortunately, everything's resolved and while I'm interested in Class A I'm no longer obsessed…" she glanced at me.

"Why not go out with me then? Why not experience what you missed out on while chasing a misunderstanding? I'm asking you seriously this time."

Horikita was stumped.

Her heart was a bundle of contradictions. That was all I could tell. She took her sweet time while gazing towards the approaching Island.

"If we come first place in the Island Exam… prove your superiority and give me a reason to believe in you."

To a normal person these words were very offensive.

The immediate thought would be-

Why should I prove myself to you?

But socially inept people like Horikita, especially for someone who was full of arrogance, these words were no more than self justification.

Horikita would never come forward and say that she liked me, that she could keep her pride down and express her affection for me.

It was impossible for someone who hadn't been conscious of the opposite sex all the while growing up. I was in fact her first experience in getting consistent male attention.

What Horikita was essentially saying was 'I like you too but please do something I know you're capable of so that I can convince myself to date you.'

"We'll officially be dating after the Island exam then huh?" I showed her a smile full of happiness and Horikita was flustered.

She turned away and snorted, "You're getting too full of yourself. The exam could go either way, don't get too happy already."

I'm sorry Horikita, but this beautiful future you're envisioning will most probably not translate to reality.

What happens to the frozen worlds after I die?

I couldn't help but ask.

[The world would return to its original track. To the time before you appeared.]

"How sad…"

"What is?" Horikita asked and I shook my head before smiling again.

"That you think I'll lose. I'll do whatever it takes to win now."

Making a cheesy statement I continued to talk all the while we reached the island.

It was time to begin.

I didn't have any intricate plan for what to do on the Island.

I was simply going to act without any reservations.

"It's time to enjoy this vacation to the fullest…" I spoke to the empty space besides me as everyone started getting off the cruise.

"I'm excited!"

A sweet melodious voice sounded from the empty space.

-x-X-x-

Disembarking took longer than Tatsuya thought it would, probably because the teachers guarded the students on both sides as they got off the ship and checked their luggage.

"Hey. Does it seem like they're being strangely cautious right now?"

"I mean, they didn't even confiscate our cell phones during the final. They're really cracking down on the personal items."

"It certainly seems that way. I mean, if we're just playing in the ocean, I can't imagine they'd need to go this far."

There was a helicopter parked on the stern of the boat. Tatsuya stared at the helicopter, deep in thought.

As they got off the boat, chatting amiably with one another, the homeroom teacher greeted them with some harsh words.

"I will now start roll call for Class D. When you hear your name, please respond loud and clear." the homeroom teacher started taking attendance, clipboard in hand, while simultaneously instructing the class to form a line.

Chabashira-sensei wore the same kind of jersey as her students. This atmosphere was more akin to training camp than summer vacation. Still, not many of the students seemed tense at all.

Tatsuya stood at the forefront of the line, looking at Chabashira-sensei with undisguised lust.

Now that they were all on the island Tatsuya found no reason to pretend any longer. Besides Horikita, most people on this island were about to face hell.

Chabashira-sensei ignored his gaze and simply marked him present before moving on.

As soon as roll calls were done most students wanted to go and play in the sand but were immediately stopped.

On a prepared white platform, Mashima-sensei began his introduction and ended with, "I would like to say that I'm happy you've arrived safely. However, it's unfortunate that one of you was unable to participate due to illness."

Tatsuya knew he meant Sakayanagi and he couldn't help but smile.

While Mashima-sensei surveyed the students in silence, the students could see that adults in uniform had started setting up some kind of special tent nearby. They also saw a computer and other equipment on a long table.

This increasingly business-like setup didn't match the natural splendour around them at all, and many of the students looked perplexed.

Mashima-sensei uttered a few cruel words, as if waiting for the atmosphere to change. "Well then. We shall commence the current academic year's first special test."

"Huh? Special test? What do you mean?" Almost everyone in Class D asked some variation on that question.

Everyone thought this was just a class trip, only to be hit by this surprise attack. The summer vacation was a product of the school's goodwill, but that had been an illusion. Undeniably, everyone plummeted from relief into stark tension.

"The test commences now and lasts for one week, concluding on August 7th at the year's end. This test will determine if you can live on a deserted island together as a group. In addition, I should warn you that this special test is both practical and realistic, designed based on real-world corporate training."

"Living on a deserted island. Does that mean we're not staying on the boat, but on the island?" Some students from Class B and C voiced their obvious concerns.

Tatsuya said nothing as Class D burst into a discussion.

He was simply waiting for everyone to enter the forest.

…

After a lengthy explanation of the rules and how the test would be conducted everyone set off.

Chabashira-sensei gave them a lengthy explanation about base camps, bonus spots, bonus points and everything necessary.

"One person must be chosen as the leader, no exceptions. However, you are free not to participate. Please tell me once you've selected someone. At that time, I will provide you with a key card stamped with the leader's name. You have until roll call today. In the event that you do not decide by then, we will decide for you. That is all."

With that, she began to retreat.

The class began huddling around Tatsuya, independence was non-existent with him there. Either Class D followed his instructions or angered him and faced the consequences later.

A lot of students glanced at Horikita because she was the only one he normally talked with.

But before Horikita could say anything—

"Tatsuya-kun! Where should our base camp be and will you be the leader?" Kushida jumped in, interlocking her fingers behind her back and pushing her chest forward, she looked quite seductive even in the fully covered tracksuit.

Horikita was a bit miffed.

She didn't like Kushida but for entirely different reasons.

"Let's take the necessary supplies first and move along. We'll look for a suitable base camp and discuss further. As for the leader, let's have Ayanokoji be the leader."

"Me?" Ayanokoji pointed at himself.

"Him?" Kushida frowned and Hasabe pinched her chin while scrutinizing him.

"Is it because he can't be randomly guessed?" Choosing an inconspicuous student was the right choice. Hasabe seemed to find Ayanokoji quite lowkey.

The rest of the class didn't mind it.

Even though he was made the leader, the one truly leading the class would still be Tatsuya.

Not to mention Ayanokoji couldn't refuse the troublesome role in front of everyone. He could state multiple reasons which would sound pleasant but if Tatsuya was fixated on him being the leader it would be fruitless.

He'd talk to him later.

By now, groups had been divided as the class walked through the forest. Tatsuya walked at the front with Airi, Kushida, Hasabe and Karuizawa. He had one tent in each hand.

Kushida and Airi offered to help as Karuizawa and Hasabe snickered. Tatsuya chuckled and gave one to Airi and her hands started to tremble. The tents were 15 kgs each, not something a frail girl like her could travel with.

Initially, Tatsuya wanted Horikita to also walk with him but seeing all the girls gathering around him Horikita took a few steps back on her own saying she didn't mind walking with him but not with the other girls.

In the middle group were Horikita, Shinohara and the rest of the girls.

The group at the end were the rest of the boys.

Ayanokoji walked along at the end, occasionally glancing at Hirata who was listlessly trailing at the end of the group.

He slowed down and approached him.

"Ayanokoji-kun…" Hirata saw him approach and muttered with dead eyes.

"Why has it hurt you so much?" Ayanokoji asked. It was certainly abnormal just how much Hirata had changed. He pushed away people who tried to help him, cursed anyone who tried convincing him otherwise and slowly became isolated.

Hirata was stunned by his question.

Why had it hurt him so much?

The question pierced through his heart, forcefully tearing through his defences.

His friend, Tatsuya, had betrayed him.

He had failed to protect the class once again.

He had broken his promise to his comatose friend.

The weight on his shoulders was exceptionally heavy.

But Hirata didn't care anymore, only he was left now. The class was walking along Tatsuya looking seemingly normal but he knew this would collapse soon. If not now then in the future.

Tatsuya was ruthless and cruel.

And Hirata believed only he understood the depths of Yamamoto Tatsuya.

"No answer huh?" Ayanokoji shook his head and picked his pace up, joining the group of boys ahead silently.

…

"This should be good enough. We'll use this place." It wasn't too deep into the forest and there didn't seem to be a lack of supplies.

There was also a stream of water nearby.

Now that the place was decided the class began to talk about other topics.

The toilet was undeniably the most important topic, especially for the girls.

Just as Tatsuya was setting up the tents he heard the voices of several people arguing.

"Why should we have to use that crap!? Just look at it!" Shinohara was yelling at Yukimura who had an indifferent expression on his face.

"The temporary toilets are 20 points each. Even buying two would immediately lower our starting point. You think we can splurge so much just because of your minor inconvenience?"

He had raised a somewhat fair point but Shinohara was unwilling to back down. She gathered the girls along with her to protest against the boys who had joined Yukimura's side.

For the boys it wasn't too big of a problem, they could adjust but the girls found it way more troubling than them.

A simple matter of the toilet and become a boys vs girls war.

"Now now guys, let's calm down!" Kushida tried to settle the matter but due to her neutral persona, she couldn't take a side.

Shinohara gritted her teeth before turning to Horikita, "What do you think, Horikita-san? Please tell them how stupid they sound!"

The boys became somewhat subdued when Shinohara dragged Horikita into the conversation. Even Yukimura became silent and simply stared at Horikita feeling troubled.

Horikita Suzune.

If she wanted the toilets then it wasn't even worth discussing anymore. No one would argue against Horikita and Tatsuya himself would never argue against Horikita.

Sure, he had behaved coldly against her in the Midterm exams when Sudo and the rest were expelled but Yukimura or rather Class D were aware that Tatsuya favoured her over anyone else.

Horikita, who was leaning against a tree, was a bit startled to see Shinohara mention her. She looked at the class and seeing how concerned they were about her opinion she sighed before looking at Shinohara.

"Don't involve me in your nonsense." Horikita coldly dismissed Shinohara and simply went to help Tatsuya with the last tent.

Tatsuya looked at the approaching Horikita and snickered.

"Tired already? You'll get isolated by everyone."

"I don't care," Horikita said and stood to the side, offering no help despite coming to his side. It wasn't because she was arrogant or unhelpful but rather most of the work was already done.

"I thought you understood what your brother was trying to teach you. How come you're back to square one?" Tatsuya seemed genuinely confused and Horikita glared at him.

"It's not that…" Horikita muttered, "They're arguing over something so pointless. All they need to do is make a majority vote and follow whatever the outcome is. Hirata-kun would've been such a help here but too bad a certain someone had to make such a fuss."

Horikita turned her head to the silent Tatsuya and her eyes gleamed with curiosity, "What exactly happened between the two of you? It appears like simply expulsion caused the rift but his words that day implied something else."

"Give me a little peck on the cheek and I'll tell you." Tatsuya finished setting the tents up and looked at his handiwork in satisfaction. He turned towards Horikita and caught her deadpan look.

"Why so stingy?" He muttered, "A few days before the expulsion I told Hirata what I was going to do."

"What?" Horikita was stunned, "Why?"

Tatsuya looked at Horikita weirdly and Horikita felt awkward, "Why are you staring at me?"

"Your question is a little odd. What do you mean why?" Tatsuya smiled, "It's because he's, oh well, was my friend. I know people like Hirata well, so I had to inform him beforehand."

"Out of kindness…!?" This seemed to make Horikita even more flabbergasted as she made an exaggerated expression.

"I can't be kind?"

"No."

Tatsuya: "..."

"Alright," he shrugged, he was partially telling the truth.

It truly was out of kindness because if Hirata was willing to accept the outcome he would've jumped back immediately but too bad Hirata went the other end and self-destructed.

But that was what Tatsuya liked to believe. He knew that if he had simply kept Hirata out of it then at most Hirata would've been angry at Tatsuya. He wouldn't have isolated himself from the class.

It was precisely because Tatsuya gave him anxiety and hope that Hirata's fall was devastating.

In simple words, it was pure evil.

"Do you have any plans for the exam? It seems tricky with all the spots and points. Earlier in the cruise they even told us to specifically observe the surroundings, I noticed a few spots that seemed worth holding."

In the original anime, Horikita had been sick. She hadn't even been working at 30-40% mental capacity. But now, taking special care of her there was no way she would've fallen ill.

"C'mon. Just relax. Let's sort out this problem going on in the class."

"I thought you didn't care."

"I don't but the constant buzzing in my ears is becoming annoying, do you understand?" His tone had taken an icy dip and Horikita frowned.

This.

The real Tatsuya that occasionally popped out was the real reason she had never completely opened her heart to him.

Horikita couldn't deny the feeling of affection and attraction. When you had someone so capable constantly bombarding you with love and concern it was hard to ignore it as a young girl.

Part of the reason she left the discussion earlier was the feeling of disgust that sprouted within her.

Disgusted over feeling proud that Tatsuya specially cared for her and the class knew it.

Not to mention the feelings of doubt. Did he truly love her or was it simply extended affection from his dead sister's side?

Horikita kept her thoughts to herself as she followed Tatsuya to the arguing group. His imposing presence immediately silenced Class D.

"What happened?" He asked with a smile, trying to appear friendly.

Shinohara took a step forward boldly, "Yamamoto-kun, is it okay for us girls to buy a temporary toilet with points? Just look at what Chabashira-sensei gave us." She pointed towards the small cardboard with a vinyl bag attached to it.

"It's 20 points for a single toilet," Yukimura interjected quickly in the off case Tatsuya agreed.

"It's okay, just get one for the boys and one for the girls." Tatsuya said softly, "Don't worry about the 40 points. Just leave the island exam to me. There's not much you guys can do but at the very least I'm expecting cooperation. Okay?"

Most students nodded with the girls being especially happy. The boys were a bit miffed, feeling that Tatsuya was favouring the girls but if he was taking responsibility there's not much they could do.

"But it's 40 points… we're already so behind, how will we catch up." Yukimura hesitated before saying.

"I'll find out the names of the leaders, our main gains will be the 150 points we gain from guessing correctly."

"For real?"

"How are you going to do that?"

"Awesome!"

Yukimura had nothing more to say, inwardly he was also feeling somewhat hopeful. This was Yamamoto Tatsuya giving a guarantee, even if he was boasting about getting all three right he would at least guess two correctly.

"Hehehe, let's just trust Yamamoto-kun on this one guy, let's sort out clothes and stuff out in the tents!" Kushida perked up and ringleaded.

With the major issue sorted out the class slowly regained its excitement.

"Easy wasn't it?"

Horikita didn't respond to his comment, "Are you out of your mind? That's 40 points. Let's say you miraculously somehow get the leaders right we'd get 190 points plus the bonuses we'd easily get around 300-350 points being frugal."

"I'd rather not see you shitting in cardboards."

The response he got was a punch to the stomach. Too bad this wasn't some anime so he didn't reel over and act hurt.

This miffed Horikita who prided herself on her strength.

"What kind of freak are you? Not only you but that Ayanokoji-kun as well." Horikita repeatedly jabbed his stomach like it was some punching bag. She wouldn't admit the feeling of pleasure she got punching Tatsuya at full strength.

Tatsuya rubbed his chin, "Follow me tonight, I'll show you something really cool."

Horikita stopped punching before throwing a wary look his way and took a few steps back.

"Bitch, if I wanted to do something to you I'd have done it long ago." Tatsuya snorted and Horikita thought it over.

"I still don't trust you. What if you do something bad and use familial connections to get out of jail? You said your family is really really rich." Horikita smiled.

"You're right, let's test it out." Tatsuya grabbed her hand and pulled her into his embrace. He leaned against the tree and Horikita was stuck to his chest with his hand over her waist.

"You!" Horikita tried to push him away but no matter how much she pulled she couldn't free herself, "Let go! Others will see!"

Everyone was inside the tents and sorting their belongings.

Tatsuya let her go before laughing and looked at her reddened face. "Not so feisty now, huh?"

"Despicable pervert." She spat and turned to walk towards the tent.

"The next time will be when others aren't seeing, just how you like it."

Horikita's pace grew quicker and she disappeared into the tent.

Tatsuya chuckled and saw everyone was busy. He headed the opposite direction of the tents. His pace slowly picked up as he dashed through the forest. He came to a clearing and saw the sandy beach.

Not far away was Chabashira-sensei basking in the sun near the supply camp.

Her face morphed into a frown when she saw Tatsuya approach her.

"What are you doing here, Yamamoto?" As he came closer, he stood in front of Chabashira-sensei, casting a long shadow on her, prompting her to ask.

Tatsuya smiled in response.

"Aww Sensei, need there be a reason for us to chat?"

"Yes, because no reason equals no chat." Chabashira-sensei closed her eyes, intending to ignore him.

"So cold…" Tatsuya muttered and looked around the camp. There was nothing noteworthy and the staff didn't exceed 10-15 people excluding the ones on the luxury liner.

"Say Sensei, that helicopter over there looks really cool. What if it broke down or something, how long would it take for another helicopter to show up?"

Chabashira-sensei opened her eyes and looked at him as if he were a fool. "Why would it break down suddenly? Even for an imaginary situation, you're really uncreative. Though… should such a situation happen we have direct communication with the staff over in the school. If they can't reach us and it's been more than an hour another helicopter will be dispatched to check on the situation. It should take 40-50 minutes for it to arrive."

"So two hours in total," Tatsuya muttered with a mysterious smile and Chabashira-sensei narrowed her eyes.

"Have you guys selected your leader? You weren't foolish enough to choose yourself right?"

"Say Sensei, if someone on the island were to die…" Tatsuya looked away from the helicopter and stared Chabashira-sensei down, "What would happen?"

Chabashira-sensei felt a chill go down her spine. Goosebumps travelled all over her body in the summer heat as she looked at the muscular man standing in front of her.

"...What do you mean?" she asked in a low voice.

Something was wrong.

Chabashira-sensei sat straight up but before she could receive a response her face froze. With a shaky gaze, she looked at the sky behind Tatsuya.

An infinite amount of blood gathered behind her and seemed to take shape into something. Was it a large hammer?

Chabashira-sensei didn't know nor did she care. She trembled in disbelief but seeing the loud exclamation of the staff and their surprised faces she knew this was not a hallucination.

The bloody hammer slowly grew larger. Even though she said slowly the speed was incredulous. From the size of a normal hammer to the size of a car and from then to the size of a small building.

The bloody hammer caused an unbearable stench to appear on the Island.

"So beautiful…" a soft voice echoed.

Chabashira-sensei didn't know when but a red-haired girl in twin tails was standing beside her, staring at the hammer in awe. Her expression was one of devotion. Chabashira-sensei didn't remember seeing such a student in the First Years.

The destruction of the helicopter was absolute.

The massive, grotesque hammer came crashing down with an unrelenting force, obliterating the machine in a single blow. The deafening roar of twisted metal and erupting flames echoed across the island, sending a shockwave that knocked Chabashira-sensei off her feet.

She hit the ground hard, sand clinging to her palms as her wide eyes locked on the inferno that was once their escape. The air reeked of burning fuel, charred metal, and something far more nauseating—blood.

She coughed, her breaths shallow and shaky.

"How… how is this happening?" she whispered to herself, her voice trembling as she forced herself to her knees. Her gaze darted to the crimson-haired girl standing beside her.

Her focus shifted back to Tatsuya, who stood in the middle of the chaos, his expression calm and unreadable.

"Yamamoto!" she called out, her voice cracking under fear. "What the hell is going on? What is that thing?!"

Tatsuya tilted his head slightly, as if the question amused him. "I still have two hours and if I destroy the other helicopter immediately as well I'll have four hours… Thank you Sensei.

His words sent shivers down her spine. Her hands clenched the sand beneath her as she struggled to comprehend the sight before her. The hammer, now dissolving into an eerie mist, was unlike anything she'd ever seen. Blood had no right to take such a form, let alone wreak such destruction.

"How… how are you doing this?" Chabashira-sensei stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "This isn't possible. It's… it's unnatural!"

Tatsuya turned to face her fully, his cold gaze locking onto hers. "You're right."

Before she could respond, Tatsuya moved. He didn't run, nor did he hurry. He walked with a deliberate, almost leisurely pace toward the remaining staff members.

"Tatsuya, stop this right now!" she yelled, her voice breaking as she scrambled to her feet. But her words fell on deaf ears.

The staff, paralyzed by fear, didn't stand a chance.

The air filled with screams that were quickly silenced, leaving only the sickening sound of bodies hitting the ground. Blood pooled around him, its dark sheen glistening under the sun.

Chabashira-sensei stood frozen, her knees threatening to give out as she watched the massacre unfold. This wasn't real—it couldn't be. Tatsuya wasn't human. No human could do this.

Was this a dream?

It has to be a dream!

Finally, when the body of her former colleague, Mashima-sensei, collapsed lifelessly to the sand, Tatsuya turned his attention back to her. His uniform, once pristine, was now spattered with crimson, yet his calm demeanour remained unchanged.

"W-why?" she managed to choke out, her voice barely audible. "Why are you doing this? How… how are you doing this?"

Tatsuya smiled faintly, tilting his head as if considering her question. "Why?" he repeated. "My time is up, Sensei. It's only right that I have some fun before I go."

Chabashira-sensei stumbled back, her body trembling uncontrollably. Tatsuya walked up to her, blood still on his clothes as he grabbed her hand. His other hand wrapped around her neck as he pulled her in for a kiss.

Chabashira-sensei was stunned. She didn't come to her senses till the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth. She tried to struggle and somehow broke free of his grip. Chabashira-sensei dashed in the opposite direction but before she could run far she was kicked in the back.

Chabashira-sensei stumbled on her feet and fell. She tried to crawl back up but locks of pretty red hair blocked her vision. She was pulled up by her hair.

"If he wants you, shouldn't you obediently bend over? Who gave you the right to refuse?" Amasawa looked at Chabashira-sensei as if she was looking at a fool.

"Haaah…. Haaaah…. Haaaah…" Chabashira-sensei panted and felt herself lose her sanity. Just what was going on?

Amasawa dragged Chabashira-sensei by the hair and brought her to Tatsuya who was lying on the recliner Chabashira-sensei was originally using.

Amasawa grinned and pushed Chabashira-sensei's face into his crotch.

Chabashira-sensei could feel the bulging erection pressed against her face rippling with intense heat.

"It's time to get to work." Amasawa grinned like a little devil and Chabashira-sensei shuddered.

Amasawa tightly held Chabashira-sensei by her hair.

Why is she so strong?

Chabashira-sensei was confused and terrified. She looked up at Tatsuya and saw the small smirk on his face.

"Stop this…"

"What a high-grade milf. I can't believe someone like you is a virgin because of some high school drama. I heard you haven't even kissed your ex-boyfriend."

Chabashira-sensei trembled hearing his words. She could vaguely guess what was going to happen to her.

And much to her displeasure Amasawa was constantly rubbing her face along his crotch that was covered in track pants. Why was the bulge so big? She could practically feel the veins running along his skin.

She was disgusted.

But her disgust did nothing as Tatsuya sat there with a smug smile. Both his hands were behind his head and he looked at Amasawa.

Amasawa grinned widely and took a feel of his cock with her hands before pulling his tracks down. The large cock sprung out of the pants and smacked Chabashira-sensei in the face.

"Hahahahahaha~" Amasawa burst into laughter like a child that had found a new toy and used his cock to repeatedly smack Chabashira-sensei in the face.

Chabashira-sensei sat in the sand in a daze. A hot piece of meat was repeatedly slapping her face as the hot sand caused her legs and feet to sting.

The cold mature beauty was being violated and she could do nothing.

Tatsuya lifted her chin and looked into her eyes.

"I'll certainly miss these reactions in the next world. After all, I most likely won't be the only special one. Say Chabashira-sensei, could you hurry up and suck my dick? People will slowly gather and chaos will ensue. I don't want to kill more than I need to."

On cue, Amasawa let go of Chabashira-sensei and took a step back, standing obediently.

Despite regaining her freedom, Chabashira-sensei didn't think of escaping. Her legs were too numb and her head was filled with confusion.

But for some reason, the more her head hurt the calmer she became.

"W-What are you?"

"Suck my dick and I'll tell you." Tatsuya rolled his eyes at the question.

"... Alright." Surprisingly, Chabashira-sensei agreed despite having tears on her face.

There was no 'choice' here. She'd be taken forcefully regardless of her will so as a mature woman Chabashira-sensei's first thought was to not resist. Not only would it spare her the pain she might survive this whole ordeal.

Too bad she had no idea of how Tatsuya rolled.

The less her resistance the more her despair.

"What about the kids…" Chabashira-sensei hesitantly turned her head around and looked at the forest. Soon in a few hours, students would start coming for supplies.

Tatsuya didn't speak and Chabashira-sensei gritted her teeth before extending her hands. The soft flesh of the palm met with the scaldingly hot dick.

Chabashira-sensei felt awkward and didn't dare to look at Tatsuya's face. She might be inexperienced but she didn't lack knowledge. With one hand she started jerking him off. Her speed was slow at the beginning but slowly sped up.

Tatsuya smiled and looked at the cold mature beauty sitting in the sand beside him, jerking him off and a sense of satisfaction coursed through his body. He looked at Amasawa and beckoned her over.

Amasawa grinned and hopped over. She climbed his chest and sat on his stomach, her petite frame allowing her to fit completely. While Chabashira-sensei was jerking him off with her soft pale hands he began to kiss Amasawa.

Chabashira-sensei felt the dick in her hands twitch.

"Spit on it. Don't give me a dry beat off."

Chabashira-sensei froze and looked at the dick in her hand. She could barely wrap her fingers around it with its monstrous size. She gulped in nervousness and extended her neck before sticking her tongue out, letting her spit lather his cock.

Her hand felt sticky but she tossed her feelings aside and continued to jerk him off. Tatsuya pulled on Amasawa's tongue while groping her but. He slowly but surely stroked his finger over her ass and pussy lips.

Amasawa couldn't help but moan. She'd been begging for it ever since she played with Ibuki, the toilet.

But for some reason, despite sensing her desperation Tatsuya never fucked her. Perhaps feeling this might be the time Amasawa let her kiss become sloppy. Their saliva trailed down to their chests while Tatsuya with one hand pushed Chabashira-sensei towards his cock.

Chabashira-sensei took the massive meat into her mouth and she immediately gagged. She tried to pull away to cough but Tatsuya forcefully kept her on his cock causing her to cough with his cock still in his mouth.

Slop slop slop.

"I should've raped you the day you called us fools. I didn't know you'd have such a good mouth pussy." Tatsuya was surprised. He threw Amasawa away, who backflipped and landed on the sand looking at Tatsuya in surprise.

But her surprise turned into a blank face as her lips twitched. Tatsuya had grabbed Chabashira-sensei's head with both his hands and was face fucking her roughly. Chabashira-sensei's entire body jerked with his movements as if she did not weigh anything. Her eyes rolled back and spit flew everywhere as Tatsuya's balls slapped her chin.

"Not so cold and indifferent now huh?"

Tatsuya pulled his cock out and slapped her. Chabashira-sensei looked at him in a daze and brought her hand to her reddened cheek but immediately Tatsuya slammed his cock back into her mouth. It reached the back of her throat causing her to choke but Tatsuya didn't treat her like a human.

Tatsuya gave one final push and held her tightly.

Chabashira-sensei's throat tightened around his cock like a diligent cocksleeve and streaks of unending cum poured down her throat straight into her stomach.

Plop!

With a single movement, his cock was separated from her mouth and her lips smacked together. Looking at the humiliated and violated form of Chabashira-sensei he grinned and gave her one last smack with his cock.

Chabashira-sensei who was already exhausted and disoriented felt like she had received the hardest slap till now.

Her consciousness blurred and she fell sideways.

"You think you can avoid me by falling unconscious? Hahahahahaha~~~~"

Unending maniacal laughter was the last thing she heard, much to her despair.

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