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

"What's this noise in the middle of the night?

A flash of sharp reprimand was thrown into the smeared air.

An unmixed voice that permeates the beautiful and harsh colors of a woman. At the moment the voice of the wooden spirit, the noise of the knights stopped sharply, and they all knelt straight without a thread of disturbance.

That alone makes you feel that the owner of that voice will have absolute status and charisma.

Walking amongst the knights kneeling with a trident spear, a woman appears at midnight.

Western-style look. A woman with long ears who stretched her sacred platinum blonde to her waist in the middle of the night - an elf. She burned her eyes like the sea with strong emotions and looked around the scene of the tragedy.

"... my queen!

Seeing the visit of the Queen, an elf woman, the Queen's minister immediately knelt down and rubbed her forehead against the floor. Is the queen of this world such a respected person - such an idea comes to mind at a moment's notice. From where the other ministers are quietly folding their hips, it is presumed that the minister has merely taken an exalted attitude.

"This is the queen. I wonder if you've woken up to a lot of noise since you've already been off work."

Walkins, who is supposed to be the same minister, doesn't look terrible at all, and laughs joyfully as he slaps his mouth.

The minister I was just talking about kneeling at the same height as the queen (although Walkins is a higher position if you take into account the height difference). Nevertheless, it seems that this was an overdoing attitude to the boulder, and there was an embarrassing voice from the maid with the queen.

The blue eyes were so red that the queen shook her angry eyes. After sending a harsh glance at Walkins, he noticed that the saints were holding back in the back of the room and looked down - somewhat softer than before, looking down at the minister on his knees.

"What the hell is this?

…………

"Why are the saints still in the royal palace?

In front of the saints, but with some polite verbal gesture, there is a clear anger in the voice.

The minister kneels down and walks through silence looking at the floor. Did you boil your business in that manner? The queen exhaled tirelessly and stepped on the floor with her tiny body.

"What are you waiting for when the King's body is not pleasant!

The queen looks up at the ministers as she raises her fishes. Everyone just lay face down and stood still.

"Are you going to be sincere about the rumors that spread among knights and servants - rumors that have no roots or leaves!

"--Your Highness, it's..."

"Did you think I didn't know? It is a well-known fact that knights and servants - even junior servants - are in their ears. You thought I didn't know? Saint Summoning is an outrage by a distracted queen - a pole of oppression that is nothing but a waste of magic. I knew from the beginning that I would fail to grant permission for my journey to defeat the Devil. --The queen is delaying the saint's departure without letting the king die. If I mention it, I don't have any kills. Did you really think that you could stop it all before it came into my ear?

The minister on his knees finally looks up.

Looking up at the queen with her knees down, she complained with a distressed expression.

"So it was necessary to improve the relationship between saints. People from different worlds with large numbers of people, completely different environments and common sense - it takes time to put them together, my queen!

"A good relationship? Don't make me laugh! - Hmm, are you insane? It took time to develop a good relationship - is that the result?

Without loosening a straight face, the queen waves her arms up - like a better whip. He pointed to the wall of the room, slowly scratched the void like an arc with his fingertips, and pressed his fingertips against the minister's forehead with a sad expression.

The scariest face of a beautiful woman is not her angry face. When the face was frozen because it was straightforward - when he showed a touchless look of disappointment and abandoned everything in expectation and trust. Like staring at a dumped dog wet in the rain - a face that doesn't light up emotions and looks down. Nothing scares me more than a beautiful woman's faceless expression.

The minister, shocked by the cold gaze, laid his hands on the floor with a pale face, as if he were running away from reality - gazing at his fingertips facing his forehead.

"--This is an order. Arrange everything you need for the Saint's departure now."

"Queen!

"Don't you miss life? To disobey this life is to despise the King's life - it can be treated as treason."

The King, who has been invaded by a brutal curse, is still burning himself with unbearable pain. It would be late to think of him. The queen's face, which had penetrated the nothingness, turned into a gloomy one.

"Now that the King is in such a state, the life of the Queen, the Mother of Nations, must be absolute. You can be found guilty of treason against your country."

Threatening the minister under the name of an order, the queen turned her heel back - and took her servant out of the room.

This is probably not the first time that you have pointed out that the Saints are late to depart.

The queen is genuinely worried about the king's health. You must have felt despised by that passionate and sincere feeling - and by the minister you were supposed to have trusted.

"Oh no, the queen is also very quick. Looks like she's gone home."

Walkins, who had never shown any respect for the queen, stared at the minister as if he were still dying and sent down words to incite him.

It seems like there was a proverb that salt was applied to the wound, but I wondered why orchids thought that there were storytelling idioms and idioms that had the same meaning in this world.

"Are you sure you don't want to tell the queen? Escape - Saints who were supposed to have been driven out and dealt with returned and staged a rebellion. I wish I had said that the Murderer was the saint, not myself."

"Kh...."

The minister chewed his lips with a silly expression saying that he didn't know anything. If I had known all this, I'm sure the minister would have forgotten me and caught up with Walkins.

I couldn't tell the queen about the escaped saint.

It is not such a simple reason to lose mood or to justify the passing of responsibility.

The Queen does not know the fact that the saints were excluded from the group. At the discretion of the ministers, the Queen does not know that Kirishima Orchid was about to be dealt with as a "failed work". The queen did not intervene in the plan.

You don't have to say anything extra and expose the evil that you should have hidden.

The minister stared at by Walkins, combined with his posture and eyesight, became like a frog stared at by a snake, and he was stunned.

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It was just a night of a lot of trouble, but did you realize that the situation would not improve even if you gathered like this? The people in the royal palace, including the minister, only told the saints, "For now, go back to your room tonight and prepare for tomorrow's training", and worked to clean up the rooms that became the scene of each tragedy.

I suppose we should interrogate and punish every saint, including orchids, who has dyed his hands in such an outrage. There were a lot of irregular things that intervened and the ministers alone could not do anything. First of all, there was nothing particularly to be done tonight, so I had to wrap up the conversation by dissolving as it is.

At first, there was such an atmosphere that the saints had to do something. Like the new student on the first day of part-time work, the saints who did not know what to do but were just anxious and wandering around seemed to be only an obstacle to the knights who ripened up and cleaned up, so they were thrown out of the room as if they wanted to leave.

Aya alone bent over the side of the wall she broke and helped repair it with earth magic. Say Aya, she won't put up with wasting other people's magic and materials to fix the walls she broke.

The hair is wrapped up with hand-held rubber and barrette to work on the restoration work. Orchids are unexpectedly falling in love with the bright, brown-haired Ese Bad Gal, which makes it a sports-like and healthy ponyte.

Compared to Kanami's ponyte, which is fixed as a hairstyle, the piercing work is undeniable. Something like this is good when a girl with her hair down ties and bundles her hair together. Somehow, my chest starts to twitch.

Because you realized that orchids were in love with the shaking brown ponyte. The sound of alternating colors taking the work seriously and orchids looking at it with somewhat nasty eyes blinked the insensitive eyes and walked up to the colors with flickering arms.

"If you're going to do the firewood, I'll help you. There are cases where I was responsible for breaking down the walls if I traced it back."

While picking up scattered debris, the resounds say so.

After such a sound, Sakuya rushed to her.

"If it sounds good, I can't help it. It's not like Sakuraya is helping you with the firewood."

"Saki, depending on how you look at it, it looks like a tunnel."

In the light sound of the sound, Sakuya returned "noisy" and looked at the chilari and orchids, sending a lonely gaze.

Sounds and colors are all cheating and it's written on my face. As far as tonight is concerned, it doesn't resonate, so it's a bit unexpected.

Sure, I don't feel like I've loved Sakuraya lately, so if I want to be healed by that soft, sweet bitch again, Orchid thought of taking the initiative to speak up.

"Should I do something for you?

Kanami, who was watching three defective daughters (including Jesse) take the initiative to carry out restoration activities, asked anxiously.

When I saw three people in the class who didn't listen to good rumors devoted themselves to service activities, I guess I felt unworthy as a morality committee member.

"The Knights are gathering quite a bit, so I think we can leave it up to the three of us to fix the walls. Even if I get in the way, I'm in trouble."

"I see... If Orchid says so, I will.... yes, as I was told, let's go back to the room without disturbing it. Even though there is enhanced recovery (Schwartz Energy), I am worried about Mt. Cat."

While looking a little lonely, Kanami stretched out and left the scene of the tragedy.

When I stretched out, Kanami's splendid boobs shook and accidentally took away her eyes.

When Kanami's back was stopped and her face turned to the wall, she laid her body against the wall lined up on the bookshelf, and saw Shayaka staring at the void with her face.

Have you noticed your gaze? For a moment, Shayaka looked at Orchid's face and immediately drifted away.

Speaking of which, Lily and Megumi have not come. Regardless of the skilled lily that is not suitable for battle, what is the reason why Megumi has no skill suitable for capturing external enemies?

Soon, Lihua had disappeared with her body, and Princess Sha was worried about the beauty bell complaining about her illness, and returned one step ahead.

The only saints left without any errands are orchids and Shayaka.

Perhaps he had been waiting for him, the orchid moved on to Shayaka.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Sayaka"

"... yeah"

Let's go back.

Two people shoulder to shoulder and leave the room. There was still no sign of stopping the rain at night, and the window glass in the hallway was wet with a roar.

As soon as I left the room, I heard ministers and commanders giving orders to knights and moving goods and equipment. After a certain distance from the room, he could not even hear it, but - only the footsteps of the two and the sound of rain that continued to fall painted their world.

It was quiet.

Since then, Shayaka hasn't spoken a word.

Call me and I'll get back to you. If you ask a question that can't be answered with yes or no, it will make you breathe less loud, but it answers for now.

Certainly, Shayaka is not originally a rapist, and I feel like this is what she usually does. I wonder why. It is difficult to express in words, so it feels like a so-called distance of mind, or somehow a dark wall that feels creepy has been born between the two.

I'm a little worried that it might be due to the cancellation of family training. As if to deny the orchid's concern, Ever since leaving the room - Until now, Shayaka was firmly gripping the orchid's hand.

I don't seem to have any aversion or vigilance towards orchids.

Did something happen? What the orchid doesn't know - did Shayaka feel scared before the orchid jumped into the room?

"Sayaka"

"... yeah"

"Something bad happened to you?

Shayaka's shoulders tremble and her fingertips become stronger.

"... it's okay."

"Yes."

Feeling a slight sweat on the touch fingertips, the orchid frowned with thoughtfulness.

Something must have happened. But Shayaka doesn't want to tell the orchid that.

You can't force me to ask you, and that's why it's not good to pretend that you didn't notice and throw it away.

As far as sexual experience alone is concerned, orchids have gained great experience in the past few months, but there is no denying the lack of experience in how to deal with female students and how to connect with partners.

With poor knowledge and selfish imagination, I can't break into Sayaka's heart.

Now Shayaka is not trained as a family member - a normal high school girl, a normal girl.

Because inadvertent remarks may cause an incurable wound to Shayaka's innocent heart.

"Shall I stay with you till morning?

I don't think this air will affect sex with boulders, but if you've had some scary experience, it's safer to be alone with someone than in the room.

Of course, if Sayaka wants to be alone, orchids don't want to deny it.

Sayaka's body adheres to the orchid's chest to keep her in custody.

The face of Shayaka is slightly soft and relaxed. Shariaka blinks her eyes as if she was at ease. However, his eyes did not capture the face of the orchid.

"Thank you."

Neither refusal nor pleasure is the same. It's a warm response that doesn't make you feel emotionally mixed.

It's not that my heart is here. Of course, they're not trying to push the orchid far away.

The tight body of Shayaka is trembling slightly. However, Shayaka's hands are firmly gripping the orchid's fingertips - as if they were never going to let go.

Mixing conflicting emotions. I don't want you to mind, I want you to be calm - but I want you to mind. I want you to notice the shaking of your emotions.

I want to say nasty things and sweeten them down, but I don't want to make them pointless, and I don't want them to think I'm a nasty girl.

I could see that feeling from Shayaka's eyes.

In the meantime, I'll take you to Sayaka's room.

If Sayaka says she wants to go to the orchid's room, I'll do it.

The orchid thought that in the world of two people colored by rain at night.

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"Oh, no? What's the matter with you at night?"

By the time Shayaka had acted separately from the orchid, a few dozen minutes had passed. There was a visitor in the room of Lily Fujiyoshi, a girl student who could not be summoned.

Lily knew somehow that there had been a disturbance, but the threat from the outside was judged by her skills to be irresistible, and she was never called to the midnight tragedy scene.

With regard to Megumi, since she was complaining about her illness in the morning due to being a girl, and taking the fruit of Lulu, she was exempted from the summoning of Lily.

Therefore, Lily has no idea what the convening factor was this evening. However, I only know that outside the room there was a noise that the outside enemy might have attacked.

"... Lily, honey"

"What happened? Do you mean trouble without me or Emyrin? In the first place, I don't really understand why I was gathered at midnight."

With her eyes down, Shayaka shakes her neck quietly.

A few seconds of silence drifted between them.

Lily, who knew it might not be a hasty call, could not bear to stand in silence.

"In the meantime, shall we enter the room? If it's trouble or trouble, I'll ask you anything."

With common sense in this world, I can knock the side head with my fingertips using a tricky technique.

It is not because of what the joke was made. But...

"Lily, cha...... I'm going to have to cum..."

"Fu, fufu!? Hey, where are you!?

Sayaka shouted her squeaky voice and buried her face in Lily's chest - all of a sudden she began to cry without a clue.

It was a lily reward for being able to bury his face in his chest, but Sayuri is not such a foolish person in this situation.

Lily gently hugged her friend who cried while occasionally calling out the name of Lily and the name of the orchid.

While rubbing his back and stroking his head, Lily looks at Shayaka with gentle eyes.

Mixed with the sound of rain at night, I can hear the crying of Shayaka. I made her cry in her chest until Shayaka's feelings were over.