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

Kirishima Orchid roars as his eyelid eyes are burned in dazzling sunlight. Far from a pleasant awakening, I feel disgusted by my laziness and uncomfortable morning visit.

Wipe the wet tears with your fingertips as you stretch, and the orchid will strike your cheeks with a penis without activating your head.

"Finally, this time has come...."

I couldn't sleep all night last night.

Of course, about Shayaka, about Mizuki, about the future - there are a lot of things to think about.

Deceived with healing magic, she threw the clothes of the world she wore instead of sleeping in bed.

I wore it during training at the SM Playground - I was desperately trying not to think of the worst end that came to mind over and over again while wearing training clothes of the same design as the other saints.

The orchid looks tired as he looks at the bed where only the undressed bedclothes roll.

After all, Shayaka never visited the orchid room.

I did not intend to engage in any manipulation, nor did I intend to accept the pain, distress, or even tears of Shayaka in my chest.

I was going to hug you all night.

However, Shayaka did not accept the orchid's invitation.

I can't forget the smile I made when I sent her to her room.

- It's okay, Kirishima-kun. I'm fine.

With that expression and uncontrolled voice, the words of Shayaka spinned like a spell. That's not gonna be okay when it's really okay.

Nevertheless, orchids could not be forced to bring in Shayaka, who refused, to spend time with them.

The figure of a troubled lover trying hard not to be understood. To be honest, I had a chest ache from feeling irrational towards myself who couldn't do anything.

Before the orchids jumped in - what happened when there were only Mizuki, Shayaka, Ryuzaki and Yamashiro in that room?

I don't think Yamashiro or Ryuzaki talks overhead without covering up what he did, and even if it were true, orchids wouldn't believe it.

Did you feel afraid? Or have you done anything backward for orchids?

Since there was no disturbance of clothing between them, it is difficult to believe that they were forced to do the actual act. Take away your lips and so on - if it's that much, you can do it without any problems.

I don't want to think that a naughty person in the class who is forced to kiss a disgusting girl.

"... can I go now?"

Usually, other saints moved to the cafeteria and sneaked to the underground training ground wearing butler clothes. Now that the orchid's survival has been revealed, there will be no need for such sneaky action.

Distort your face into twitching pain that deeply erodes your lower abdomen. He exhaled with a mixed face of abandonment in the middle of the year, and the orchid opened the door of the room without going to the diner.

"Fufu... Finally, orchid. Orchids are like girls to spend so much time preparing for the morning."

Shortly after leaving the room, I encountered Kanami Inugami, a black-haired ponyte kendo girl dressed in training clothes. Kanami leans against the wall and meditates with a good face. Tits are highlighted more than usual because they are braced under the chest or because the training clothes are made of a slightly thinner material.

Your boobs have grown so well that you want to put a dummy on them. There was no need to distract my eyes, so I decided to wake up and stare at the soft lump of fat.

Kanami would have noticed Orchid's gaze, but instead of feeling uncomfortable being seen with such eyes by her beloved opponent, she blushed her cheeks happily and melted her face.

"Orchids really like tits. If you're confident that you can protect your modesty, you can still touch it."

"If you can't stand it anymore, I'll stop now.... Besides, why did Kanami wait for me?

Let's go, pointing to the building with the cafeteria, Kanami and Orchid walk side-by-side in the hallway.

I may have never walked in such a bright time in the hallway alone with another saint.

Shoulder Touch Distance - While actually touching the shoulder, Kanami looked at the orchid's face and transformed its straight face into something serious.

"Last night, everyone seemed somewhat convinced - even if you take a night off and reconsider calmly in the morning, it doesn't change your mind. It's not strange to have a boy student who thinks he can't forgive orchids for what they do."

While shaking her protruding tits, Kanami frowned with thoughtfulness.

"I want to believe that there are no mischievous people who want to fight dark, but I thought optimism was dangerous. I decided to escort the orchid to the cafeteria."

"That's very reliable. Thank you, Kanami. I was a little nervous, so I'm really glad you came."

"This is not an example. My discretion - my own. If this meant orchids weren't going to the cafeteria this morning, it would have been superfluous."

It could be a waste of time. Understanding the possibility, did Kanami bother to get up early to pick up the orchid?

Indeed, Walkins is right - trusted warriors. In the case of Kanami, it would be more accurate to call him a prince than a warrior.

"... are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay. If there is any man who would harm the orchid, I will defeat him."

Looks like a sunny smile with a serious shake on your hips.

When I look at Kanami's smile, I feel better.

"I'll do whatever I want and eventually return to my original sheath - I'm sure there will be quite a few students who will accept my presence without any pants."

If the orchid were on the sleeping side, we would never forgive the perpetrator's man.

Just because Shayaka and Mizuki were taken to bed last night (...) (...) makes me feel so painful.

After all, when I was about to exhale such a weak sound - surprisingly, the orchid's hand was wrapped in a warm object.

"... Kanami?

"Don't look like that. If the orchid looks spicy, it will be hard for me."

Kanami clasped the orchid's hand. As if to give you courage, Kanami held her hand to her mouth and kissed her.

Happiness plays where your lips touch, and a warm feeling spreads into your chest.

Really, it's comfortable.

"Now, we're almost at the dining room. You just have to be grand. Because I'm with you."

The orchid stepped into a cafeteria with a classmate for the first time after being taken by a trusted swordswoman.

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The moment he was taken to Kanami and stepped into the dining room, the cafeteria air, which should have been calm, froze in a noise.

The fun chat stops sharply and the classmates look at the entrance to the cafeteria at once. No gaze, no gaze, no temperature - just a gaze. With a beautiful movement that was so well coordinated as to imagine that it was practiced beforehand, the eyes focused for a moment - when it stopped, it quickly moved and started conversations within the group.

But that's completely different from the gentle conversation we just had. Looking at Orchid and Kanami in flickers, they face each other and talk to Hisohiso in a low voice.

The orchid also remembered this sight.

Was it just before my classmate, Takeyama Jaime, stopped coming to school? I do remember the air in the classroom when she came to school.

Apart from orchids, I didn't have any bad feelings about what she did or how uncomfortable school life was with her.

But why? When the air in the class turned into something that recognized and eliminated her as a disgusting human being - a object of aversion and an unpleasant substance - orchids became part of the creation of air that unwittingly rejected her.

Maybe that was the so-called group psychology.

"Did Takeyama-san come to school every morning feeling this air?"

Orchids have only one reason to make this kind of air. To the best of orchids' knowledge - even if she had a slightly offensive appearance - she had no cause.

There is no such thing as a pleasant opposite sex like Kanami. Was Imi facing this air by herself?

I stepped into this frozen air - I was hesitated even by the orchid, whose face was thick enough to shake off so selfish an argument and make a scene.

"So, goodbye, Princess Sha. I feel like I had some weird dream yesterday, and I can barely remember what happened...."

"That's why I think Kim X Ma is an ant to my second daughter! There are a lot of people who say they can't admit a second daughter with a kiss and balls, but I definitely think it would be better to have one -"

Mizuki and Lily resume the conversation in each group with a bright voice that would not fit the occasion, which would have been forced.

Regardless of the selection criteria for the topic. There are girls who work hard to decorate the quiet dining room. The talked about Princess Sa and Megumi also drew their attention and responded with a tension that they forced to raise.

Megumi's glasses fell off and her face was twitching. Regarding the meaning of the word "Futanari", there was no idea what the sparse orchids were. Well, if you call the name of a delicate organ hanging from the morning to the male organ so loudly, Megumi will also be in trouble.

Sayaka, who was listening to the Lily bomb at the same table with Megumi, put her hand on her forehead like she had a headache.

Does Shayaka know the word? The orchid thought I'd ask if I had a chance.

"... are you okay, Ran?

As she whispered in her ear, Kanami asked the orchid with a small voice.

Kanami, who was supposed to have seen the transformation of the same air with the orchid with the same temperature gaze, put his strength on the finger holding the orchid's hand as he cared for the orchid.

"If you can't, you can hide behind me."

"Thank you, Kanami. Even I'm a boulder, so I won't do such a pathetic thing."

Regardless, the storm of malice and jealousy directed at orchids was unlikely to stop, so after entering the cafeteria - for the time being, I decided to act differently from Kanami.

Kanami looked back anxiously at the orchid while heading to the table where only Mizuki and Princess Sha were present.

Two male students who would have arrived at the same table - Nobuaki Toru and Takeo Shinagaki - were sitting at a table slightly away from the tables of the bells, shocked and grumpy.

With a thoughtful look, Takeo Shinkaki looks back with a momentum that is about to fall behind him, and Nobuaki Hiroshi, a tiger holding his head and staring at the tablecloth. Tiger Raw doesn't look at orchids, so I don't know what kind of expression they're making.

Were they always eating at the same table as the bells?

Mizuki, Kanami, and Princess Sha sit down - looking at an unnaturally empty table, Orchid thinks so.

I was wondering if I should have dinner at that table this morning, and my thin, beautiful arm was stretched towards the ceiling.

Kirishima-san, this way.

A luxurious fan conceals the mouth and waves a soft smile. At the table where she was enrolled, in addition to Lihua, there were four people: Kiryu Inn Akira, Akihara Akira, Kiwaki Kiwaki, and Okoshi Aya.

The orchid has some doubts about its appearance.

I know that Sakuya and Sound get along (twisted) with Lihua, but why is there a color figure here?

Akai and Lihua would have had an incompatible relationship, and she would have spinned various jagged relationships with Sakuraya.

Besides, the orchid sends its gaze to the table where Hideichi Gigane sits, the so-called nerdy boys.

I heard about it from Aya before. Certainly, Aya had various predispositions overlapping, such as training locations, and she often acted with the same group as the women. Isn't that right?

In any case, you don't have to make any extra remarks while you're under heavy fire with malicious intent.

By pretending not to have noticed, the orchid lowered his hips to an empty seat, as Lihua told him.

Needless to say, Lihua's seat was the farthest away from the orchid - her eyes were shining with a tight look next to her.

Kirishima-san, is this your first time eating here?

"Speaking of which, this may be the first time I've used this place."

"Do you know how to eat? It's a little different from the original world, so if you don't mind, I'll show you something simple."

I wonder if you are careful not to create silence. Lihua proactively calls out to the orchid with a mild smile on her face.

From time to time, it seems that they are trying and making mistakes to keep the conversation going. For orchids who are not hobbyist and not good at keeping the conversation going, the care of Lihua was very grateful.

"Kirishima doesn't have to start from the way you eat it. If you don't know, I'll feed you."

While pinching a fork or spoon-like dish with your fingertips, the sound says that. With my tongue out, it sounds like a lewd stroke on the tip of a dish. Lihua shook me up because of my bad manners.

In this way, the food is brought in.

Have the cooks and the servants who carry the food been informed of the fate of the incident that happened last night? The respectfully folded servant man did not say a word about the increase in the number of saints compared to yesterday, and arranged the dishes in front of the orchid as if nothing had happened.

"Still...."

The orchid snorts its throat at at the sweet and spicy smell that tickles its nostrils.

I did not help intervene in the work within the Royal Palace, but for Orchid, who was treated as a senior servant from the standpoint, I have never seen such a luxurious dish since I moved to this world.

Even if the title is senior, it is not even a high position within the royal palace. Slaves - that is, people who work for slaves, dirty jobs, etc., are called junior servants, and are only associated with senior employees to distinguish them from them.

Compared to the saints who are treated as the nation's wealth and valued guests, there are obvious differences in treatment.

Most of the meals were like a so-called sandwich with slices of vegetables and meat sandwiched between the bread, and there was no place to eat like a cafeteria.

"This is for one person...."

"Oh, you think Kirishima isn't enough? Can I get you some vegetables for Sakuraya?

"I want Kirishima to give me a good sperm, and if you want more, I can give you my meat"

Shortly after I refused, a gift of vegetables came from Sakuraya. Do you dislike vegetables?

I'm sure that the sound of cutting your own meat doesn't mean you don't like meat.

I didn't mean to beg, so I politely refused before being handed over.

"Thank you, Saki, Echo. Not that it wasn't enough, but I was just a little surprised because it was more than a regular meal."

"Ah, what is it? If there were many of them, I wish you could say so. Sakuraya, I'll give you meat from Kirishima."

"I appreciate that, but please!

An orchid that protects your precious meat from blooms that seek to scratch and grab the main dish with ultra-natural pieces. I eat all the greasy stuff, so the body of Sakuraya is so gloomy.

"You don't get fat because you like or hate blooming."

"Hmm, why? But it's not like your weight hasn't changed, even though it's blooming. This place and this place have grown considerably compared to about a year ago."

Sakuya answers the question of sounds spinned with an unrestrained voice without any concern.

The only places I stroked while saying it were my chest, hips and buttocks, and the more soft it became, the more delighted the boy was.

Kanami and Aya's limbs push up their uniforms in a different way - they're never pompous. Are you saying that the enchanting body with good hugging comfort is made from ecstasy and an inanimate life?

"I know what you're trying to say, but the Indigo Plains are special. Normally, if you eat like an idiot, it's bad for your skin and hair."

Colour carries lumps of meat into his mouth in a mood of frustration as he shakes his well-grown chest.

Lick the edge of the mouth with the sauce with your tongue and drink with a cocoon. Speaking of which, the orchid thought it might be the first time he had seen him eating a meal, eating a pile of vegetables.

"But then, I want Kirishima to eat more meat. I'll give you my meat, so don't hesitate."

On the contrary, why do you recommend meat to orchids?

No, no, unlike Sakuraya, who puts his hands on vegetables, the sounds are eating quietly without disgusting meat, vegetables, and juices.

I don't like it so it doesn't look like I'm pressing it, and I wonder if it's just because I care about orchids.

I don't think I would recommend meat that looks heavy on my stomach to orchids that say it's a lot.

"Kirishima, you said it was a lot. None of that sounds like you're going to feed Kirishima meat. Feeding?"

As if you don't want it, Sakuya stares at the meat on the sounding plate and does such a thing. When I noticed it, Sakuraya had already flattened the food (most of the vegetables were pressed against orchids), but it seemed to be insufficient.

Feed. Maybe Sakuya mistook orchids for playful animals or something. Or pets.

"If you eat more meat, you'll have more muscle on Kirishima, right? Besides, I also made sperm. It's fine as it is, but I think it would be more comfortable if it were more muscular."

"When you say it's comfortable...?

I know. It's a habit.

Drink soup soup and stare at orchids with lewd eyes.

Because of the wet eyes and the moist expression, the sound technique is more colorful than usual.

A sound that leaves about a third of the meat lump, but leans his neck satisfactorily and hangs his tongue. I've heard stories about the attractiveness of the opposite sex in the meal, but I don't think that's what the orchid said, so he changed his mind.

He also seemed to have understood the sound of the remarks (his head turns fast in terms of physical aspects, to be honest), and looked at the orchid's face with a deep grin.

The colors that seem to have finished eating all at once tend to look at orchids as flickering.

It was a cafeteria painted with melancholy air, but I wonder if it is because of my mind that this table is strangely colored and it feels like it is floating.

The next desire begins to burn secretly in an orchid filled with appetite, with a hotter gaze from the three sides.

I'm struggling with a terrible drowsiness, or my body won't run wild. If something like blowing up this intolerable sleeping demon happens here, orchids will surely act faithfully to their desires.

"Kirishima, you look so sleepy."

"Actually, I didn't sleep very well yesterday...."

I rub my tongue and exhale a weak voice. Because you've filled your stomach with food, your hungry drowsiness suddenly rises and your eyelids get heavier.

How happy I would be if I could sleep like this.

"You look really sleepy.... it's not as powerful as Mt. Cat's Reinforced Healing (Skill), but I'm going to use a mix of healing magic and granting magic to cheer you up."

Colorful hands support the orchid's side head and inject energy specific to sleepiness awakening. Blurred and unwieldy, your head returns to vigor, woosh, lighter like the cold air.

The clear view is of a thin, colorful chest for magic - a splendid boob. Like Kanami, a healthy breast that sticks out has the effect of energizing the flesh of a young boy.

With the pleasure of the sleeping devil disappearing, orchids can see the color with greedy eyes.

I want to be alone soon. In a secret room where no one disturbs you and no water is poured into you, I want to pour a very thick semen that is faithful to your desires.

That was when I was thinking about it.

Kirishima, can I talk to you for a second?

An overwhelming aversion is thrown against your back. Pressured by the malice, the orchid fell in front of it - just before, I wanted to jump in, and I had no choice but to push it into the chest of colors.

Despite the sudden arrival, Aoi's chest kindly accepted the visit of the orchids.

The overwhelming malice slightly diminishes, as if the cartoon's chic development - to say the least of its pleasures.

But it's only for the moment. Unable to endure the rapidly rising malice and aversion, the orchid raised his face from the chest of color, looked back on his body, and confronted the culprit of his ill feelings.

"... Shinagaki"

"Oh. Give me a hand, Kirishima"

While staring at the orchid with a set eye, Takeo Shinagaki distorted the offensive face.