Chapter 5 Sasaki Natsumi ④
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Several days had elapsed since the teleportation.
Regardless, my circumstances remained utterly stagnant. If anything, it would be more accurate to say my situation had deteriorated.
”Sasaki, help us out with our coordination drills,” Akiyama Ryunya commanded.
He was a regular in the baseball club. Along with him was Koganei Susumu, also a baseball club member. Both men had girlfriends—Oshiro Yuuko and Narumi Honoka. While Oshiro was certainly attractive, Narumi possessed an overwhelming aesthetic appeal for her stature, featuring a remarkably ample bust paired with the most adorable features in the class. Consequently, Koganei was frequently the target of envious glares. Conversely, Akiyama’s popularity with the girls meant Oshiro often had to endure the jealous scrutiny of her peers.
”I’m not interested,” I replied bluntly.
”Listen, we’re doing this for your own benefit. Your ability values are pathetic compared to everyone else, so we’re going out of our way to whip you into shape. You should be showing some gratitude,” Koganei countered, employing a series of sophistries to suppress my protest.
”Come on, quit stalling and ready your sword.”
”I’ll start even if you don’t—here I come!” Koganei barked.
With a velocity far exceeding human limits, Koganei drove a sword strike directly into my abdomen.
”Gufuh!”
”Come on, show some spirit! Fight back!”
”Guh… kh… agh!”
Koganei pummeled me relentlessly, showing no quarter. He targeted my stomach, my chest, and occasionally delivered a blow squarely to my face.
”Hey, Koganei. You mentioned this was coordination training, right? Count me in,” Akiyama interjected.
”Ah, my bad, my bad. Let’s hit him together then!”
Akiyama joined the fray. I could scarcely manage a defense against Koganei alone; with Akiyama’s addition, I was rendered completely helpless.
”Come on, try and land a hit!”
”Gwah! You… gah!”
Whenever I attempted a counterattack, one of them would immediately cut me off. Those bastards were simply using me as a glorified punching bag. And it wasn’t just Akiyama and Koganei; Sugita and his clique were exactly the same. Everyone else seemed just as eager to beat me to a pulp without a second thought.
”God, this is dull. Alright, I’m gonna see how much punch my skill, ¹‘Magic Sword’, actually packs by testing it on Sasaki. Here goes… ‘O raging flames, dwell upon my blade and become my edge—Crimson Lotus Sword’!”²
Akiyama invoked his skill, Magic Sword, and intense fire swirled around his practice blade.
”Now then—”
”Cease this at once! What do you think you’re doing!” a stern voice thundered.
Just as Akiyama prepared to bring the flame-wreathed Crimson Lotus Sword down upon me, a command to stop rang out.
”Ah, Instructor Carlos. No, see, we were just trying to give this feeble Sasaki some extra training…”
”Indeed. Even if I were to accept that as fact, was there truly a necessity to employ ‘Magic Sword’?”
”Eh, ah, well… I just wanted to gauge its destructive potential…”
”You utter fool! If that was your aim, you should have directed the strike at a training dummy! To use such force against a comrade like Sasaki is inexcusable!”
Instructor Carlos lashed out at Akiyama and Koganei. In all honesty, had I taken that hit directly, there was a high probability I wouldn’t have survived.
”Yeah, yeah, we get it. Sorry… Tsk.”
”I’ll be more careful from now on. Mostly,” Koganei muttered under his breath.
Akiyama clicked his tongue in annoyance while Koganei showed zero signs of genuine remorse. Instructor Carlos could only shake his head in exasperation.
”Mood’s ruined. Let’s go, Koganei,” Akiyama said.
”Catch you later, Sasaki,” Koganei called back as they sauntered off.
* * *
”Good grief… Sasaki, are you unharmed?” Instructor Carlos inquired.
Instructor Carlos—known formally as Knight Captain Carlos Dachard—served as the Commander of the Royal Guard for the ³Plaudix Kingdom and was responsible for our martial instruction. Despite my abysmal ability values, he was a strict yet compassionate man who consistently looked out for my well-being.
”Yes, I’ll manage…”
”Very well. Go to the relief team and have them mend your wounds at once.”
”…Yes, sir.”
I began the weary trek toward the infirmary where the relief team was stationed.
”Sasaki, it is undeniable that your ability values are significantly lacking. However, that does not preclude the possibility that your skills are exceptional. They may merely be dormant for now, so do not allow yourself to fall into despair.”
”…Yes, sir.”
Perhaps Instructor Carlos only intended those words as a form of consolation. Nevertheless, if those blacked-out skills were ever to be unsealed, perhaps my life would improve, even if only slightly. With that small hope, I continued toward the medical wing.
* * *
”There, that should suffice.”
Upon arriving at the infirmary, I had my injuries tended to by Narumi Honoka, who possessed proficiency in healing magic. Narumi’s popularity spanned not only our class but the entire student body—and even the faculty. She possessed a youthful countenance and a petite stature for a high school student, yet she was remarkably well-endowed in specific areas—a quintessential ‘transistor glamour’ physique. To be blunt, she was a busty loli. It was a source of constant frustration that someone like her was dating a guy like Koganei. Then again, I suppose he was somewhat renowned as a heavy hitter for the baseball club.
On a side note, his partner Akiyama was a formidable power hitter; it was no hyperbole to call him a home-run-producing machine. But I digress.
”Thank you,” I said quietly.
”Just so we’re clear, the only reason I’m using ‘Heal’ to mend your pathetic injuries is to grind my proficiency and boost my healing magic level. Don’t go getting the wrong idea, okay? ssu,” Narumi spat.
While her words might have suggested a tsundere archetype, in Narumi’s case, it wasn’t a performance—she genuinely despised me. She was the type who would never dream of intervening when Sugita and the others bullied me; if anything, she’d join right in with Akiyama’s group to mock me.
”So make sure you keep getting beaten up just enough to stay alive so I can use you as fodder for my levels. That’s really the only worth you have, Sasaki-kun.”
She was entirely sincere. Narumi cast a gaze of pure contempt my way and made a dismissive shooing motion with her hand, as if chasing away a stray dog. Because her face was so undeniably cute, her cruelty stung all the more.
I already understood this reality. Yet, because she had actually mended my wounds, I offered my thanks… though perhaps it was unnecessary. Had I remained silent, she would have simply lambasted me for being boorish and ungrateful. Regardless of my actions, I was destined to be the target of her vitriol. Moreover, she clearly had no desire to linger in my presence. I made a hasty exit from the infirmary, only to be intercepted immediately.
”Yo, Natsumi-chan. Why don’t you stick around for some extra training?”
Sugita and his lackeys were waiting for me. It seemed I was destined for another round of ‘training’. Needless to say, I would be back in Narumi’s care before the hour was out.
* * *
Later that night, driven by a parched throat, I made my way toward the cafeteria for a drink of water. Along the route, muffled sighs and heavy breathing drifted through the doors of various rooms. No doubt another one of the boys had summoned a priestess for carnal activities.
While the walls of the chambers were substantial, the doors were remarkably thin, making every trip through the corridor an exercise in mental agitation. As expected, no one had ever graced my room for the ‘nightly service’. While it would likely have resulted in a clumsy disaster, it wasn’t as if the prospect didn’t intrigue me.
As I traversed the hallway, I encountered a woman. She was clad in a negligée so sheer it left nothing of her silhouette to the imagination—it was practically transparent. I recognized her face instantly from a previous encounter.
It was Princess Mariana, the second princess of Plaudix.
I halted, yielding the path and offering a respectful bow. While my status as a Hero technically granted me standing comparable to hers, she was still royalty. Before being summoned, I had been nothing more than a commoner; I couldn’t help but assume a subservient posture.
”Oh, good evening. You are… let me see, your name was…”
”Y-yes. It’s Sasaki Natsumi.”
”Ah, yes, Natsumi-sama. Whatever brings you out at such an ungodly hour?”
”I was simply thirsty, so I was heading to the cafeteria…”
”I see. I do apologize for obstructing your path. Please, don’t let me keep you,” Princess Mariana said with a graceful nod.
Every gesture the woman made was steeped in elegance. She was known for her kindness—and rumored to be quite… uninhibited behind closed doors. In the cafeteria, the boys frequently gossiped about her nightly ‘dedication’. She was the living embodiment of a lady in the parlor and a harlot in the bedroom.
Given her current attire, she was likely either en route to a rendezvous or returning from one.
”Um… excuse me…”
”Yes? What is it?”
…I might as well take the opportunity to ask about my situation. Why I was always left alone.
”Why is it that… well, regarding the nightly service… why does no one ever come to my quarters?”
The moment the words left my mouth, I was flooded with regret. What was I thinking, posing such a question to a princess? But the query had already been voiced; there was no taking it back. After a moment of silence, Princess Mariana spoke.
”Ah, that… well, it is a rather delicate matter to articulate…” She hesitated, choosing her words carefully. Then, after a brief pause, she continued.
”In truth, we do not harbor high expectations for you, Natsumi-sama. With such abysmal stats and a blacked-out skill, who would truly invest their hopes in you? While the priestesses of the ⁴Hero Church under Lady ⁵Aurelia are technically bound to serve the Heroes, when the subject’s ability is so deficient… well, everyone is quite reluctant to attend to you, Natsumi-sama.”
I understood perfectly. I was a surplus requirement here as well. That was why no one bothered with my nightly service.
”Additionally, there are Heroes like Kazuo-sama who demand the attendance of multiple priestesses simultaneously. We simply suffer from a shortage of available hands.”
Sugita…
”I have a prior commitment shortly, however… no, you are a Hero in your own right, Natsumi-sama. I suppose I shall attend to you here.”
With those words, Princess Mariana reached for my trousers, pulling them down along with my underwear. My lower half was laid bare right there in the open corridor.
”Oh, how darling.”
Gazing at my erection—the inevitable result of the sounds I’d overheard earlier—Princess Mariana let out a soft chuckle. It didn’t sound like mockery; she seemed to find it genuinely endearing. Though, from a masculine perspective, it was a staggering blow to my pride.
”We are short on time, so I’m afraid I can only offer my mouth. An overly large subject can be quite fatiguing, but yours is of a modest size, Natsumi-sama, so it should be quite manageable.”
Kneeling before me, Princess Mariana took me into her mouth. She worked her tongue around me, exploring and tasting with practiced ease.
”Mnn… squeeze, flow, surge, mnn… how does it feel? Is it pleasurable?”
”Nnh, yes… it feels incredible…”
”Hehe, I’m delighted to hear it… slide, smack, mnn…”
The sounds of Princess Mariana’s oral ministrations echoed through the hallway. This was a completely new world to me. The warmth of her mouth was so intense and pleasurable that, pathetically, the urge to reach my limit surged within me almost instantly.
”I-I’m… I’m going to come!”
”It’s perfectly alright. Please, release everything into Mariana’s mouth.”
Press, nudge, press, nudge.
Princess Mariana increased her tempo even further. And then—
”I’m coming!”
”Mnn, nnn!”
Spray! Surge!
It was a sensation entirely removed from anything I’d experienced on my own. I reached my peak in an instant, spilling everything into Princess Mariana’s mouth. She didn’t show even a flicker of distaste as she swallowed.
”Ugh, ah, haa, haa…”
”Mmm, gulp, gulp… phew. How was that? Was my mouth to your liking?”
”Yes, very much so…”
”I’m very pleased to hear that. Now, since I’m out of time, I must take my leave. Farewell for now.”
With that, Princess Mariana rose and walked away with perfect composure, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. I leaned against the wall and sank to the floor. I remained there for several minutes, lost in the lingering sensation, before remembering I was in a public corridor where anyone could appear. I scrambled to my feet, donned my trousers, and continued toward my original destination—the cafeteria—to finally quench my thirst.
* * *
Several days later, the day of destiny finally arrived. The absolute nadir of my existence—
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Summary:
Sasaki Natsumi’s life as a summoned Hero continues to be a nightmare of physical abuse and social ostracization due to his low stats. After a brutal training session involving magical weaponry, he is healed by Narumi Honoka, who openly admits she only helps him for her own experience points. That night, he encounters Princess Mariana in the hallway, who brutally explains why no one visits him for the nightly service. However, in a surprising turn, the Princess provides him with oral relief before departing, leaving Sasaki to await a coming ‘day of destiny’ that promises even worse misery.
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Character Insight:
Sasaki’s self-worth is at an all-time low, reinforced by the transactional nature of every interaction he has. Even Princess Mariana’s act of ‘kindness’ is framed by a patronizing attitude toward his ‘modest size’ and low status, serving as a reminder that he is perceived as a pet rather than a peer.
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Behind the Scene:
The author explicitly designed Narumi Honoka based on the ‘Uzaki-chan’ archetype—specifically the ‘Transistor Glamour’ (petite but busty) look.
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T/L:
Notes:
• Ryunya – Height 177 cm, weight 70 kg. Oshiro Yuuko’s boyfriend. A hot-blooded, handsome guy with a buzz cut. Member of the baseball club.
• Sasaki – The protagonist. Height 168 to 171 cm, weight 57 to 59 kg. He has a baby face, but he hides his eyes with his bangs. He was bullied by the Sugita gang just because his name sounded like a girl’s name.
• Koganei – Height 166 cm, weight 56 kg. A mood-maker in the baseball club. He was only after Honoka’s body and worked with Oshiro to steal her from Akiyama.
• Honoka – A member of the relief team with healing magic. Despite her cute, short, ‘transistor glamour’ appearance, she is cold-hearted and mocks Sasaki.
• Narumi – Narumi Honoka. A member of the relief team with healing magic. Despite her cute, short, ‘transistor glamour’ appearance, she is cold-hearted and mocks Sasaki.
• Sugita – The leader of the Sugita gang and the primary bully of Natsumi Sasaki. His grandfather is the Superintendent General and his father is a Police Superintendent, so the two of them covered up all his crimes. Because of this, he does whatever he wants wherever he goes.
• Carlos – The Knight Captain of the Plaudix Kingdom’s Royal Guard. He serves as an instructor and shows genuine concern for Sasaki.
• Natsumi – The protagonist. Height 168 to 171 cm, weight 57 to 59 kg. He has a baby face, but he hides his eyes with his bangs. He was bullied by the Sugita gang just because his name sounded like a girl’s name.
• Mariana – The second princess of Plaudix and a Saint. Blonde hair, blue eyes, wearing thin silk clothes. About the same age as the students.
• Aurelia – A goddess who contacts the class via the school intercom to announce their reincarnation.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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