Because I was excluded out of the class transfer, I decided make a classmate harem

Just as Sado Gajima Sayaka climbed the stairs of the happiest adult in the world, Haruhito Tanaka licked the bitter acid named Irrational.

Within the class, new changes were about to take place.

Mikoshiba Aya. A girl student who belongs to the same class as Shayaka - in short, a problem child who starts asking (...) questions.

If the rules that only apply in a narrow and wider society called school, the girl student named Okoshiba is quite a problem child.

It is a block of violations from bare line to high school rules, and it is a lawless zone in terms of other than starting hours and grades.

With blonde brown hair stretched underneath the shoulders, which would obviously be a violation of the school rules, a flashy coloured t-shirt can be seen through the cutter shirt that was opened to the second button as a matter of course.

The girlish thighs are exposed to the outside air, and the provocative length of the skirt reveals a flickering look on the face.

Who named the violation of the walking school rules?

But she had a strong policy that was consistently followed.

It's a simple policy, and if it's taken for granted, it ends there.

She was stigmatized - but never broke a legal rule.

For example, because you smoked cigarettes or drank alcohol, did you have an assault or asked for help?

I think he broke the equipment or something.

She had never acted on a problem that required such legal action.

Regardless, it is the world that spreads the rumor that the appearance seems like it has never happened.

It's an unfounded rumor.

There were rumors that if I took three 10,000 yen bills behind the school building after school, they would pull out my mouth, chest and vagina with a full eye.

The report that you actually did it is also being dealt with in a glimmer.

But actually...

For her own honor and image, I dare make it clear here.

The reality of Goshi Aya, painted with rumors of Yariman Bitch, is a virgin without blemish.

He should have worn a men's sneaker sock at the time of the transfer, but now he was walking in the hallway of the royal palace with his barefoot on the heel of his sneakers.

While bending the edge of his mouth in a disgruntled manner, Mishiba enters the cafeteria.

As soon as the color appeared in the cafeteria, the air of the saints split into two in an instant.

One is a group that, like Sayaka and Lily, keeps an eye on the colors.

So that's how most of the students in this class react.

Basically, I'm a lone wolf, and I hardly ever see anyone hanging out with me.

There are no friendly students, and there are no others who will actively speak up.

Isolated for a different reason than orchids, she is alone when eating.

She gets to the narrow table in the corner herself because she understands that she is being excluded from her class.

Featuring a beige cardigan that accentuates violently protruding tits, it's time to wait for food to arrive while glossing provocative legs.

In an attempt to distract boredom, I took out the nail polishing shadow - and the black shadow fell on the sight of the woodwood.

…………

"May I join you for breakfast?"

"Ah, ah, uh... Mi, Mishiwa-san. Hey, can I sit here!?

"Am I good too? I mean, it's good, right? I didn't hear the answer! The purple one, you know?

"I think it's more delicious to eat in large groups than to eat alone, fatso."

Black shadows - no, saints dressed in black clothes shook a smile at the firewood.

Black clothing is different from what it looks like to be in a suspicious trafficking organization.

To put it simply, that's it.

It is like an inescapable fate that when people who are not familiar with going out to the clothing store, for some reason, black clothes gather together.

I mean, should I say something that looks like a faggot?

Four people arrive at their seats to surround Mikoshi: Eiichi Gigane (glasses, aichi), Kenjiro Odagawa (Otagawa Kenjiro), Ike Ryuzaki (Ryuzaki Tsubasa), and Shinzo Kawasaki (Kawasaki Shinzo).

By the way, the second of the air that has just transformed is by them - in a word, should we describe it as “joy”? That was it.

Mizuru Katayama, who was kind to everyone, has taken an unconscious attitude, and Kanami Inugami, who was on the side of the weak, has not spoken much lately.

The time spent with even fewer high school girls became even more limited.

It is also highly communicative, and the product of coincidence (that is, the face) given from heaven is attractive, regardless of Shinkaki or Tiger Raw. For the face of the Otaga group of women, time to laugh with their classmates' female students is literally worth a thousand dollars.

Since it is a life confined to the Royal Palace, the time spent living with high school girls during the day itself is certainly increasing.

But if you ask if you have more opportunities to talk in proportion to that, you can't shake your neck vertically with confidence.

Especially since Mita River and others are not good at regular conversations themselves, it is impossible to continue public conversations man-to-man.

The more women there are, the more they run.

Well, that's the personality of the Oda River, so I don't know what to say.

"What, you guys. What can I do for you?

"Kawasaki was right. Mishiwa-san always eats alone, so why don't you join us occasionally? And I came to invite you."

"That's right! Mi, together with Mikoshi-san, together, well...."

"... after all, it's huge."

"Besides, is dinner still fat?

Regardless of what kind of gaze Ryuzaki wanders while stylishly hiding the sardines in the palm of his hand, Kawasaki's consciousness turns completely towards breakfast at the earliest.

Womangane and Midagawa were sincerely grateful that Mishiba had spoken.

I'm trying to spin a conversation with a longing girl student from early in the morning.

Though a simple response, there would have been a reward commensurate with the difficulty.

Why is a girl's voice so cute?

I want to record my current voice and repeat it in the futon.

I couldn't stand because of my boobs.

If it's not breakfast time soon, Fab is dying.

--Although each thought differently.

Anyway, Mikoshi is also a single high school girl.

She cared about herself (at least it was felt by her child) and spoke to herself as a disliked person.

It is a shame that it was an Ota group that was not admirably attractive, but it is also true that a boy spoke up.

Sometimes you were in a good mood at that time, and unexpectedly Goshiba made the first (...) (...) comment since coming to this world.

"... thank you. What a nice surprise, guys."

A gentle smile on your cheek while wearing a cheek cane.

For them, who had no resistance to women and no resistance to smiles, the wolf landed in the depths of their hearts as a great deal of damage.

That's enough to make an obvious mistake.

The smile of Goshiba will heal you.

It's cute, Mikoshi-san. It's cute. I want to take a picture and watch it all the time in the futon.

Me too - thanks to you, my lower body is feeling better.

I'm hungry and powerless, fat.

This remark by Goshiba inspired the day-to-day lives of women.

Four saints who discovered the meaning of life and regained the value of their existence, which they were about to lose.

Goshiba Aya became their goddess - no, she became a princess.

On that day, Aya Goshiba acquired the title of the most dishonorable princess in the world in an undesirable way.

With a cursed position named Princess Ottaser.

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"Funnyau... But it's already at its limit."

Of course the hole in the groin. Its delicate breasts, beautiful navel with stunning longitudinals, supple curved shoulders and arms, and soft, tingling thighs. And a cute bumpy cheek that creates a childish atmosphere. After all, with no cloudiness from the butthole, Mizuki Katayama threw herself tightly on the bed.

The orchid sighed at the beauty bell, which had been soiled with semen, and exhaled bitterly.

"I'm sorry, Mizuki... I might have gone a little too far."

Wipe the face of the bell with a fabric wet with water magic and stroke your head as you work.

If you take Beauty Bell as your opponent, you'll catch up too much.

A childish face that arouses asylum desire, a body that is slightly underdeveloped for high school girls, and a glossy voice that is sweetly spinned.

They stimulate orchid preferences from beginning to end.

Originally... orchids have been in love with the bell since I've never seen them dressed other than uniforms.

Always smiling and in the center of the class, each behavior is strangely attractive.

I want to try to connect my hands once. I want to hug you inside my chest because it's okay if it's an accident.

It's not just sexual curiosity.

I want to touch her. I want to stay with her. I want to make it my own.

The desire to roam the orchids forever.

"--So, that stranger is opening his pussy happily. There's no way you can stand it."

Nevertheless, a few times this evening have passed.

It's still acceptable until you decorate your whole body with semen, but maybe it wasn't a good idea to put it up your ass.

I couldn't get into the back because I wasn't prepared in advance.

Beautiful bell buttocks that twitch and tighten stupidly give you a different pleasure than the vagina, which is really good.

Anyway, even orchids don't want to do anything that beauty bells hate.

When I ejaculated inside my buttocks, the sundae bell clouded my face, so I'm going to do it for the last time.

No, even today, I really didn't mean to treat Beauty Bell so violently.

"Girl Gannon fought and sold it to Shinagaki, but I don't know."

Unlike student days when saints were given two days' rest out of seven, saints are basically not given holidays.

The training hours of the day seem to be getting shorter, but the absence of holidays that can be spent without worrying about time is still something that can be endured mentally and physically.

The physical side can be managed by strengthening the recovery of the bell.

Recently, I have been able to use physical magic, so I can recover from my own magic if I'm a little tired.

Nevertheless, compared to the inherent magic (skill) of Mizuki, it is the difference between clouds and mud.

So, even now, every morning, Mizuki is giving all the saints an enhanced healing.

"Yeah, I can really help you recover the beauty bell."

"It's an honor to have you here.... let's do it again.

The orchid firmly grabbed the arm stretched toward the droop without force.

Let's finish this evening.

It's too much of a boulder.

If you rape Beauty Bell any more in one night, it's going to get seriously crazy.

In fact, it's not the only reason why the bell is too tight when you're dealing with the bell because it's cute.

If you're against Kanami or Shayaka, Orchid will be fully satisfied if you receive about 2-3 ejaculations, including foreplay.

There is a limit to being a high school boy who is full of lust and anxiety. It is impossible to think common-sense, such as ejaculation that turns the surrounding into a cloudy sea, like the incestuous protagonist.

But if the other party is a beauty bell, the “limit” is gone.

As long as the bell is cute. If you strengthen your healing, you will be able to continue to rape the bell as many times as you like.

You can literally apply semen all over your body, and you can be connected all night.

"So, I don't think it's a good idea to treat the bell like a toy."

Whatever you say is likely to get in the way, but in fact, I wonder if you can push this role only on Beauty Bell.

I'm not just worried about weariness or smell.

Not only as a gateway to libido - it means treating the bell as if it were stressful.

If you keep doing that, you'll only ever see a girl named Mizuki as a sex tool.

I was just a little worried.

"I want to pour love on the bell forever."

"Ran-kun pours sperm, right? I'm the one who pours love."

"... no, I'm not talking about secretions."

With that conversation, she wiped the limbs of Mizuki with a towel.

As you stroke your glowing bare skin, an unexpected delusion still springs into your head.

The scent of orchid semen drifts with a sweet aroma characteristic of girls.

It also stirs up a quiet sense of conquest.

But today, you have to endure it.

It's not about secretions.

"Wipe your armpits too. Raise your arms."

Yes, Ran-kun

A beautiful bell that licks your mouth glossy with your arms behind your head.

Though discreet, your breasts are softly shaking and you drink your saliva without thinking about the sight.

Moreover, if you look closely, Mizuki's breasts swell up more than usual and her cherry-colored nipples stick out.

When you look up, Mizuki stares at the orchid with anticipated eyes.

You must be excited to be wiped by orchids. With the movement of the fabric, the limbs of the bell trembled.

Is there a boy who can endure knowing that his loved one is excited?

The endurance I just raised (cowper) is overflowing with secreted fluid from the tip of the chi × po. There is no need for words of patience in orchids today.

I forgot the job of wiping my armpits, and the orchid hit my tits.

Even though it is soft, you can feel a little stiff part and become a habit.

Just a little more... Even though I was wondering if I could heal with the bell, the orchid decided to move forward with a constructive and positive thinking about who I would like to depend on next.