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

The sound of Sakuya, who escaped from the public baths early, stopped somewhat away from the bathroom.

A brown hair ponkotsu gal that dyes its face bright red and covers its mouth with a surprising face - Ayuhara Saki.

In contrast to such a blooming woman, an exposed mad swimming woman with short black hair who looks distant without touching her eyes - Oniwa sounds.

The expression is so-called no-expressions that don't make me feel interesting either. It was unusual to hear less emotions on the surface, and her cheeks were slightly cherry colored.

"... hey, sounds. That's definitely your firewood."

The sound echoes silently in response to Sakuya's inquiry.

That brown hair, that familiar sailor outfit - the expression was a toro face that could not be imagined from her usual, but that face was definitely a classmate's essentially defective girl's woodwood color.

Always in a mood, looking down on others like a pussy - a superior girl student just in terms of grades.

"He's got that face, too."

"Besides, you're making such a tall voice. What the hell are you doing in the bath?!

As if you were panicking, the brown hair with a light wave is blooming on your shoulders.

The tone seems to be angry, but I can see that other emotions are twitching and seeping out from the expression.

"And the other person - the butler of the royal palace, right? React that you're not interested in having sex with the Knights of the Kinsai, for fuck's sake!

"I didn't mean to fuck a gentleman butler over a virgin knight."

"I don't know! - I mean, that's definitely weird! I invited the butler before, but he refused! And yet, why is it that all you have to do is..."

Yes, it's not anger or surprise that Sakuya is feeling. I'm sorry.

A gentleman butler, Aya Goshiba, who looked down on her inner self, had sex with her.

It didn't look like such a shallow act involving money or anything.

If you were being raped for a financial purpose - or by force - you wouldn't be screaming sweetly with such a lewd face.

Even if you were threatened and acting.

You don't have to disturb yourself there, and it's no wonder you're raising your voice with a little more tears.

A friend of Saki's had a girl student like that, so I can imagine it somehow.

A girl student who was charming and selling her body to an unwanted opponent because she wanted money - well, her face was awkward, so she was dumped after less than six months.

"... but it seemed so pleasant."

"Well, well. You're getting a little bit excited about Sakuya, too. I did."

The sound of dyeing your cheeks with your hands around your crotch.

Seeing such a friend, Sakuraya sharpened her lips with a stunned face.

"... I'm sure he's a good-looking butler."

"Yeah, and... I bet you're good at sex so much that your firewood gets messed up."

"A handsome butler who is gentle and good at sex... I envy you."

Push your hand against your sore groin, and your snort is roughened by the sound of a stick.

She blinked her inferior eyes, and the sound stroked Sakuya's shoulder with lewd hands.

"... could you introduce me?"

"... it's impossible to decide. Do you think that godfather will do that to the blossoms?

"If you're a royal butler and you don't want to be taken apart by the others, you can listen to us."

Sakuya inadvertently froze her spine into a sonic dialogue.

I thought you were close enough to make jokes, but I didn't think Sound was such an aggressive girl.

It sounds like a pretty good egg.

"I'm not going to threaten you. I just want to have sex with the blonde butler."

"I like the sound of blossoms."

With an astonishing face in the middle of the day, Sakuya took on the suggestion of a resonance.

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While listening to the same Ototoku, Aoi sat on the chair in the dining room and sipped cold water quietly.

Normally, you don't sit in such a uncomfortable place for so long, but you immediately return to your room.

I couldn't help but leave my seat this evening.

With his mouth on the wine glass, the colour captures one table with a single gaze.

Created around the legs and laughing beauty of Queen Ga Hill, this is where a group of people in the class take one or two steps forward. It's an eccentric table made up of a seemingly distorted balance of three women and one man.

It is also the only group that includes women and has no single orchid family.

In the upper group of Kirst, there are three family members: Mizuki Katayama, Kanami Inugami, and Snow White. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the remaining group is essentially a group where orchid poison is completely circulating, since there are two male students.

The women's Ota group includes Sado Gajima Sayaka. Even though he didn't mean it, Misaki has a register in the men's Ota group.

The rest of the tables - Haruhito Tanaka and the group with Ryuzaki wings have no femininity, so there is no need to turn the orchid's hand.

Groups with blossoms and sounds are made up of very distorted relationships.

On the other hand, this young lady is the daughter of the Queen Gagaoka Treasury Faction, who has almost everything of financial power, popularity, position and power. She is headed by the Queen Gagaoka Lihua, and is a leading player in comparison with the Queen Gaoka Treasury Faction. Furthermore, it is a group of the existence of a family of samurai, Kiryu Inn Lihua, who is rumored to be the bride of the Queen Gaoka Lihua.

I don't know why such ordinary people come to such mediocre high schools.

Because Lihua is not her eldest daughter, she may not have been expected to do so. The truth is that she is actually whispered as a credible rumor.

Such a gorgeous group.

The remaining two - Sakuya and Sound - are female high school students who seem to be everywhere living a normal common-law life.

Normally, she's a gal girl with little say, wandering from the middle to the bottom of the class's hierarchy.

It seems that the standing position in the class is higher than that of Okoshiba Aya, but in terms of grades, the color is exceptionally higher, so it can be taken more or less seriously.

I was a student with that feeling, but somehow Lihua liked me and I am acting together as a surrounding.

Because Lihua and Li also have good academic and athletic grades and good looks, Hierarchy is in a slightly higher position within the class.

In any case, there is not just the same desire for blossom and sounds.

Beauty bells and Shinagaki, who belong at the top of the class, may not think very well of the two people who say whatever they want behind their backs.

Therefore, there is only one person who often speaks directly with Sakuya and Sound, except for those in the group.

In fact, the blooming and sounds of jealousy with good grades in the habit of chattering with things like family disgust just come out spontaneously.

The group of Shayaka, who is not good at loud gals, has less chance of dealing with them, because the top management is as I said earlier.

Even with the erasure method, the color is the easiest to talk to the two of you.

"That's why I have to do something here. I'm the only one who can stop orchid failure with minimal damage."

In addition, the party in this case is Aya herself.

It was easy to understand that a little bit of color would come out before any action was taken, and I didn't tell the orchid, but because of the character of Sakuraya and Sound, I was convinced that it was impossible to advocate the orchid's survival here.

Absolutely. Do they hate color?

"Goshiba, can I have a word?

His shoulders were slapped, and the voice of Sakuraya was tangled with colorful earrings.

As soon as the time has come to wait, I'll stare at the sound of the colors blooming.

Before you reveal things that are difficult to prove in front of everyone.

They will definitely get involved with the party.

And as the color predicts, the blooming and the sounds are about the color.

"Why don't you hang out with me just now?

…………

They were entangled in the direction of intimidation.

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In the hallway slightly away from the cafeteria, Aoi was stoned with his legs in bloom.

While playing basketball, Sakuya, who was small, was staring up to capture the face of colors.

I can see that I'm desperately making a scary face, and I don't feel much fear as a color.

In fact, color is not the first experience of this kind.

Sometimes a mistaken man called me in, and sometimes I got caught up in a woman's seniors.

Compared to that time, I'm not scared at all. Rather ridiculous.

I wondered if the colors would scare me, but I put my legs on the wall and watched the blossoms tremble.

If it was hard to lift your legs, you should have lowered them.

"Gokoshiba. Do you remember what Saki said the other day?

…………

"It's better to be nice to virgins. I think we should take care of the Ottomans."

Ah, I don't know what you said.

Sakuya's first voice was not about orchids, so Aya tightens her mind.

If they haven't noticed, we can't tell them to smell it.

We have to do more than dig graves.

"And now, ignore my advice, what are you talking about with the butler? Besides, it's the bathroom that everyone in the class is going to use. Aren't you ashamed?

Normal colors say, "I don't remember being advised by you."

This time, the goal is not to escape from Sakuya's aversion.

Rather, the goal is to attract, catch, and bring in.

"What's wrong with you? Whoever I'm having sex with, it's none of your business."

"It doesn't matter, but it's a piece of wood. If you expose this, you'll be in trouble.

Trouble.

If Saki is revealing the identity of Deacon Ryan, it will certainly be troublesome.

If that's not the case, there's nothing wrong with the color.

Originally, my classmates thought that colors were bitch daughters with no idea of chastity sleeping with anyone.

I don't think my image of sexual intercourse will be any worse.

Anyway, it would be better to stay here.

Finding out is troublesome - I'll take that threat on board.

"... what do you want?"

"You're talking fast. ― ― Echo

Seems to have reached the limit of the muscles of the legs on the boulder, Sakuya flipped to let go of the legs from the wall.

As Sakuya retreats, the sound confronts the color.

The small blossoms are in the back, and the sounds are quite long.

However, the height of the sound is not much compared to the color.

Instead, while feeling slightly easier to talk about the fact that the eye height was about the same, the color stared at the sound.

"... Oniwa"

"Shall I tell no one that you were having sex with the butler?

"--Ha."

The words spinned with an inexcusable voice are echoed by the colour of the ecstasy.

In the meantime, from what I call "butler" rather than "Kirishima", it seems unlikely that the identity of the orchid will be known.

"I'm asking you what your purpose is."

"It's simple. Let us fuck you too. Then I won't tell anyone that your son had sex with the butler."

"What is it?"

I applaud in a different way than before.

I mean, like this.

If you want to keep your mouth shut about Goshiba and Orchid having sex in the bathroom, let them have sex with you.

Certainly, it is not a demand that would be impossible if men and women were in the opposite position.

"If you moan so pleasantly, do you understand? We want to fuck a good man, too. So just a little bit, would you lend me his (...) son's firewood?

I see - and the colors echo a cold gaze.

You're both hungry for a man who's good at sex, so you're going to moan the charming butler and body like that.

Moreover, you can sleep with a man who cherishes a woman you don't like - in this case, the color - even in a short period of time.

If this was the scenario imagined by Echo and Sakuya.

In a sense, it would be like a reverse rape on agreement.

Even though the butler loves Ayame, he is unintentionally framed to overlap with other women.

If you refuse the offer or if it doesn't get hard, Aya will be subject to unreasonable sanctions from a woman.

It's a tough story to be a butler - a man of colour.

But on the contrary, if you only make a request and have pleasant sex,

As a result, it becomes painful to match colors and faces, and the relationship gradually collapses.

If you think of men and women in the opposite way, you can somehow understand.

Though for a certain period of time, it feels like she will be taken to bed and made a comforter.

Maybe you'll be treated like a toilet bowl.

A boy can choose to resist, so it's not exactly the same.

If you resist, and your precious girl is threatened with terrible consequences - the results will be the same.

Either way, “she” must be more hurt.

And in this case, the butler and saint of the royal palace.

Both militarily and positively, the saints should be on top.

Gender differences don't make much sense.

--Normally, that's what happens.

But things are different this time.

While reassured that things had progressed as expected, Sakura made a desperate face as much as possible and saw the reverberation.

"... how much do I owe you?"

"Until we get bored. I don't say it's okay every night. From time to time, I'll make sure you can have sex with your child."

It desperately suppresses the feelings that you want to understand immediately, and color creates a thoughtful expression.

More than expected.

Indeed, Satsuke suspected that there was something wrong with their request.

A woman who uses her body to make a tribute.

I thought in the corner of my heart that you would want to scatter shameful photos of colors - if there were any batteries left on your phone - or become a slave because you would shut up.

But I didn't expect you to lend me the orchid's body.

If you want to reject the orchid's ambition before you hear it, you don't have to reject it at all now.

Eventually, the orchids lay on top of each other.

Instead of hiding and sneaking away, it would be better if you did it in front of me with dignity.

"... if I could have sex with him, I really wouldn't talk about this."

"Never."

That's true.

Believe it or not, it doesn't matter.

If you fall into orchid hands, there is only one result.

"Okay. Follow me. - I'll explain the situation to the butler."

With a desperate voice, the color spinned words as if it were a sigh.

Looking back, he walked down the hallway looking exhausted.

After looking at such a colorful back, his face looked at him and he made eye contact with each other, and he echoed.

And happy that things went according to plan, a black smile appeared.

I could encounter a scene where the hunting side was supposed to be hunted - with such thoughts in my chest, Aya was aiming for a fluffy orchid bedroom.