Volume 4 Chapter 12 An Ordinary Second-Semester Day (Onigahara Mitsuki)*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
It has been two weeks since our first incursion into the Commercial District.
Since that debut, we have explored the dungeon six times, reaching the fifth floor during our last outing. We are scheduled to tackle the fifth floor again next time. It is a fairly steady pace.
Today, we are taking a break from dungeon exploration.
After school, everyone headed off to their respective clubs, just as we had discussed previously.
Chifumi joined the Brass band, Mitsuki the Sumo club, Risa the Shooting club, Yurina the Kendo club, and Asari the Handicrafts club.
I, meanwhile, signed up for the Yui school swimming club. I have always enjoyed swimming, after all.
I arrived at the pool alone and headed to the men’s locker room.
A few upperclassmen and classmates were already inside.
”Good work today,” I said.
”Nice work,” they replied.
While the other boys were wearing half-spats style swimsuits, one student was wearing a full-body suit that covered everything. It was the club president, a person of striking appearance, clad in a swimsuit that covered their neck down to their wrists and ankles—looking like a genuine struggle to put on or take off.
In a club filled with overweight members, the president and I are the only ones with lean builds.
In swimming that incorporates sorcery-enhancement, the total Mana capacity becomes the deciding factor in long-distance events. In other words, being overweight is an advantage. On the other hand, since short-distance swimming relies on using explosive ability for a brief time, output and water-resistance reduction control are more important than sheer Mana volume.
I specialize almost exclusively in short-distance events. As it happens, I have plenty of opportunities to talk to the president.
On the pool deck, once I left the locker room, the female students were performing their warm-ups.
There is a high concentration of Yui school students here. They are all plump. While I cannot help it, I feel a sense of disappointment when I recall the scenery from my junior high days. In the eyes of society at large, this current scene should be something to drool over, though. The difference in aesthetic sense regarding beauty and ugliness is quite troublesome.
The one blowing the whistle is the female president.
Like the male president, she wears a swimsuit that completely covers her body. It is not because they are both presidents that they wear the same suit; rather, the female president is a member of the male president’s group, hence the matching look.
”Let’s get started,” the female president commanded.
At the male president’s signal, club activities began.
We spent two hours swimming intensively.
”I’ll be going now,” I said.
”Nice work,” they replied.
After club, I changed, finished my farewells, and left the men’s locker room.
Near the shoe lockers, an exceptionally tall girl was leaning against the wall. Seeing me, Mitsuki gave a small wave.
”Sorry, Mitsuki. Did you wait long?” I asked.
”I just got here. Perfect timing,” Mitsuki replied.
”Question for you: how would you say that just now, but more like a swimming club member?” I teased.
”Huh? …Nice swimming?” Mitsuki replied.
Mitsuki answered my unreasonable request with surprising earnestness.
”You nailed it. Correct,” I said.
”It is not for nothing we have been childhood friends for so many years… wait, are you an idiot? If we have time for this, let’s just go home. I want to rest as soon as I can,” Mitsuki replied.
”Heh, heh,” I laughed.
Mitsuki must have been sweating it out in the Sumo club. She looked even more tired than usual.
We hurried home, Mitsuki carrying her large bag. She is staying over at my place today.
On the way, we stopped by the Commercial town/street to pick up dinner.
Mind you, the main ingredients like vegetables and meat are bought on days assigned to Chifumi or Asari, so we have plenty of stock at home.
We only needed to buy a few meal starters.
Seasoning for crab omelets, mapo sauce, and mixed rice mix. These are the reliable, time-saving dishes that Mitsuki excels at. They are not incredibly delicious, but nothing comes out so bad it is inedible. We have all sorts of seasonings stocked at home, but Mitsuki does not quite have the skill to use them freely yet.
As we walked along doing our shopping in our Uniforms, I felt like we were getting side-eyed by people around us.
It is probably inevitable that a pair of tall, lean sorcerer man and woman would stand out. I thought I saw a face or two I recognized, but well, it does not matter.
We finally arrived home. When I opened the front door, a shrimp and a clam were facing off in the Water tank by the entryway. Every time the shrimp waved its claws, the clam flapped its shell open and shut repeatedly. Perhaps the clam is being lectured for messing up again? The ray and the sea slug in the adjacent Water tank were, as usual, acting like none of it concerned them.
”Ah… I am so tired,” Mitsuki sighed.
Mitsuki, who had kicked off her shoes and socks a step ahead of me, crawled toward me while I was still sitting down to remove my shoes.
”Just a little break,” she said.
She hugged me from behind. She might have meant it casually, but Mitsuki is taller than me. Her Yui school-level weight really sinks in. I have no intention of saying it is heavy or painful, just to protect my male ego. After all, the feeling of her two large, soft flesh-pillows is exquisite.
”I will go prepare dinner and the bath,” I said.
”Okay,” she replied.
With Mitsuki still attached to my back, I moved to the bathroom to clean the tub.
By the time I was finished with the preparations, Mitsuki seemed satisfied. After the sensation of a tongue licking my ear—peron—the weight on my back vanished.
Mitsuki moved to the kitchen, put an apron over her Uniform, and started cooking with the items we had just bought.
I can understand the mapo tofu, but I have to wonder about the idea of calling it “cooking” when she just cuts fried tofu into strips, toasts them, and sprinkles powdered seasoning on them? I do not intend to complain when someone is cooking for me, but still.
”It is done,” Mitsuki called out.
We moved Mitsuki’s cooking to the Chabudai and began our dinner.
Well, it is the reliable, expected taste.
With our stomachs full, it was time to resolve our sexual desires. Sex immediately after eating. What a decadent act.
I pushed the Chabudai aside and pressed Mitsuki down.
We were both still in our Uniforms. I pulled off only Mitsuki’s panties and hiked up her skirt.
I lowered my pants, m**urbated my excitement-swollen d**k a few times, rubbed the tip against her, spread our natural lubricants, and slowly began to invade inside Mitsuki.
”Aahh…♡” Mitsuki moaned.
The moment I entered, Mitsuki let out a voice that hit my d**k just right. I love that expression of hers—a little embarrassed, but happy, too.
Just as I inserted another finger’s length past the glans, a tingling sensation shot from my tip through my waist and up my spine in an instant. It seemed Mitsuki felt the same, as I could feel her thighs tense up for a second.
Whenever I connect with Mitsuki, I get this feeling. Our pleasure points—our weak spots—stimulate each other, and if I am not careful, it feels like I could climax in a surprise attack.
I held back, thrust my hips forward, and managed to fully insert myself.
My male symbol, enveloped tightly in Mitsuki’s s*x, felt a soothing warmth spread through it.
”Minoru… I love you…♡” Mitsuki whispered.
”I love you, too,” I said.
We intertwined our hands and began moving our hips.
Even through the Uniforms, I could feel Mitsuki’s large breasts swaying.
She is a renowned vessel who never skips her v**inal training, and she treated me well.
As I brought my face closer, I could smell the scent of sweat from Mitsuki’s neck and armpits. It is a scent I often smelled when we were small. Back then, we were close because we did not care about the differences between boys and girls. Now, we are close because we are male and female, directing our sexual desires at each other.
”You smell like Mitsuki,” I noted.
”Wh-!? Am I stinky? …Wait, hah!?” Mitsuki panicked.
I silenced Mitsuki’s panic as she returned to reality by slamming my d**k against her cervix.
You can handle Oni girls a bit roughly. Even this level of stimulation is automatically converted into pleasure.
”Don’t let your mind wander, just moan and feel good. You know how super turned on I am by your body, right?” I told her.
With my throbbing, rock-hard d**k, I poked around her small pouch again, silencing Mitsuki’s “But…” gaze. I added some extra friction to her weak point.
”Oh♡♡” she cried.
Mitsuki’s hips jumped—bikun. I immediately sped up my hip movements, and she began to twitch repeatedly as her eyes glazed over. I was reaching a good peak myself. I would just let it all out now.
”I am going to finish,” I warned.
”Yes♡ Give me your semen, Minoru… give it all to me♡♡” she begged.
We stimulated each other’s weak points again, and I felt my sperm rising in a rush.
I thrust in to the hilt and e**culated deep inside. As I released, Mitsuki’s grip tightened. Her thighs were trembling. I surrendered myself to her movements as she tried to squeeze every drop of sperm out of me, and I finished completely, feeling wonderful.
”Haa♡… haa♡… haa♡” Mitsuki breathed.
”Phew… Mitsuki, you are truly good at enticing a male. That was a lot. …Did that feel good for you, Mitsuki?” I asked.
”It was… the best♡♡” she smiled.
After cuddling while still connected, we sat up, and a large amount of white, cloudy fluid spilled out from inside Mitsuki.
”Ah… what a waste,” she muttered.
Mitsuki scooped the liquid from between her legs and brought it to her mouth.
I could see the thick liquid dripping onto her tongue, marked by my seal, and I could feel the Mana being absorbed. As expected of a Majo, she knows not to waste my seed.
Once we had settled down, we took a bath together.
After washing each other, we sat side-by-side in the tub, and Mitsuki made a request.
I lifted my hips, leaving only my d**k above the water, and Mitsuki performed oral s*x.
A “periscope,” as they call it.
Mitsuki’s oral s*x was not the intense, sperm-squeezing kind you would do on a futon; it was a gentle act, like she was tending to and healing my d**k after a job well done. The impression I got was closer to a cleansing oral. In fact, perhaps because Mitsuki was using her healing power, I felt the fatigue in my whole body slowly melting away.
”Ah… I love this feeling~” she murmured.
”Really? Yay♡ I will heal you plenty♡” she added.
Mitsuki took my d**k into her mouth—paku—and made a sucking sound—jupu jupu—while performing deep-throat a few times. When she pulled away, she licked the tip—chiro chiro. Her looking up at me from below is such a nice touch.
”Mitsuki, you really have a high ability for service—or rather, a high ability to entice males,” I remarked.
”You think?” she asked.
I chatted with Mitsuki while she extended her tongue to lick and taste the area around my glans—rero rero.
”I mean, it feels like your own needs are secondary, and I can sense a strong intent to make me feel good without any burden,” I observed.
”Ah… maybe so… unh♡” she replied.
”I am not wrong, am I?” I pressed.
”Yeah♡… You know, the women of the Onigahara clan are loyal to their Master. You might have the image that Oni are synonymous with betrayal… but well, other clans’ Oni might be that way, but the Oni of Onigahara never betray once they have decided on a Master. It seems we have that kind of Sorcerer bloodline trait,” she explained.
”Huh,” I replied.
Mitsuki’s explanation continued.
”Minoru is my Master. My dear Master, who always makes me feel so incredibly good… that d**k of yours. I get to serve you, Master-sama? It is only natural that I would want to repay you with my whole heart and soul, and want to heal you with the most exquisite pleasure possible,” she said.
”Ngh…” I groaned.
I felt my vocabulary turning to mush from the pleasure radiating from my crotch.
Watching me mutter with a fuzzy head, Mitsuki laughed while still serving me.
”When you pamper me along with everyone else, I have to be a little tense when we do it, but right now, I have you, my Master, all to myself♡ You got hold of a female Oni like me through your own strength, Master-sama♡ You do not need to think about anything difficult today, just relax and let yourself be healed by the service of a female Oni who loves you so much, Master-sama♡ You have the right to that, and it is my happiness to have you exercise that right♡♡” she promised.
”Ohh…” I said.
I stroked Mitsuki’s head as she continued to serve me with the sound of splashing water—picha picha.
Seeing her eyes squinting happily made her look even cuter than usual.
”Ah♡ I love this d**k-sama so much—♡ I love you so much—♡♡ If you would let me, I would want to serve you forever♡” she confessed.
”That is… a bit difficult, I suppose…” I replied.
”I know that♡ You are my one and only Master-sama, but you are everyone’s Master-sama, after all. I understand my place,” she said.
”Sorry about that…” I apologized.
”Do not apologize. I have no intention of causing any trouble as your Majo. But… this is okay for now, right? I will serve you with all my might, so I would be happy if you would listen to my selfishness today♡” she pleaded.
”Selfishness…?” I asked.
”Yes♡ Today, I want all of your s**men inside me♡♡ Whether it is in my snatch, or my mouth. I want it all♡” she demanded.
”Ah, sure, alright…” I agreed.
”Yay—♡♡♡” she cheered.
I decided to e**culate for the second time today inside Mitsuki.
Mitsuki stopped her oral service and moved on top of me. In the bathtub, facing each other, we connected and I leisurely poured my sperm inside.
”Nn—♡♡ Inside my belly♡♡ So happy—♡♡♡” she sighed.
I am glad she is happy.
Before we got lightheaded, we left the bath and took some time to seriously do our homework and prepare for tomorrow.
Once we finished everything we needed to do, we headed to the bedroom, where I savored the full-on service of my Oni girl.
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Summary:
Minoru and his group, including his dedicated Oni companion Mitsuki, navigate their daily school and dungeon life two weeks after their first incursion. They share a routine of club activities at school before heading home to share an intimate, domestic evening. The chapter concludes with their continued sexual intimacy, reinforcing the bond between the master and his devoted Majo.
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Trivia:
Swimming in this world uses Mana to enhance ability; weight is an advantage in long-distance, but power/technique is key for short-distance.
Onigahara Oni clan members possess a unique trait of absolute, unwavering loyalty to a chosen Master.
Mitsuki is a Majo who is actively training her body for sexual intimacy.
The group keeps pets in a Water tank, including a shrimp and a clam that seem to have their own dynamic.
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Translation Notes:
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Notes:
• S – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has taken B from North Middle into his squad.
• T – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has recruited K and N from East Middle into his group.
• A – A student from South Middle School described as an idol who has been recruited into R’s high school squad.
• Chifumi – Scrawny, long-haired frost-water sorceress and first-year Lead Majo, she is an intellectual strategist who masks a sharp demeanor with bubbly, dramatic idol poses. As Minoru’s childhood friend, protector, and top harem member, this brass band member coordinates the team and interacts with Muto. Despite a low mana pool, she uses a water staff for destructive, range-based AOE magic to explore dungeons.
• Mitsuki – A tall, dark-skinned transfer student with a lean, athletic yet explosive hourglass figure, she is Minoru’s deeply devoted childhood friend, rival, and clingy Witch/Majo. Wielding a heavy Kanabo club with destructive black Oni-fication and rare healing sorcery, this top assassin candidate leads the Onigahara Dojo and their neutral vanguard group with Manaka and Koki, serving her Master, Minoru.
• Yurina – Black-haired, refined Plain-folk student and Kibe-born Kendo club vanguard swordswoman in Minoru’s squad, serving as his devoted, intimate partner whom she alerts to enemies. Polite, stoic, and emotionally stable, this childhood protector to Chifumi shares Risa’s distrust of the Komoda group. Wielding a swift katana and Severing Sorcery to explore dungeons, she becomes a duplicate facility guide after the Phantom devours her.
• Asari – Tall, long-haired, and curvy (170cm+, E-cup), this Kasakura first-year Handicrafts club member is a barrier sorcerer and Onigahara Dojo trainee in Minoru’s squad. She vanguards defensively, maps layouts, and analyzes data with Chifumi. Close to Mari and Nagase, she supports dungeon cooperation, craves intimacy with Minoru via special training, and was tragically devoured by a Phantom.
• Risa – A tall, well-endowed Plain-folk student and disciplined Onibara practitioner from the Naruse merchant guild, she is Minoru’s dutiful childhood friend, servant, and group member who defers to Chifumi and knows Yurina. Lacking innate sorcery, this cautious, protective Shooting club member trains hard, sniping monsters with firearms while harvesting loot, scanning dungeons, and suspecting Komoda.
• Yuri – A cheerful and energetic first-year student at Higashi High who is a classmate of Shibuya and an acquaintance of Kibe Yurina from their middle school days. A girl known for being aggressive toward Hayato and displaying overt favoritism.
• B – A student originally from North Middle School who was added to S’s group.
• K – A student from East Middle who followed N to National High School out of care, successfully remaining pure through N’s protection until a misunderstanding involving Anonymous Student 0008 led to her capitulation.
• M – A first-year student at District 13 High School and the childhood friend of Anonymous Student 0006, described as an atavistic strong-female who looks plain but possesses significant power.
• R – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has successfully built a squad and added multiple girls, including M and A, into his group.
• Yui – One of the Futami twins, Yuu’s sister, and Minoru’s childhood friend, this private school student has short hair with a white lock and wears pink/black attire. A blunt, low-tension Onibara disciple, she uses knife techniques and curse arts in the Shisei group and allows Clams to manifest. Though usually observant, she shows a bubbly, carefree demeanor during exploration. She was eaten by the Phantom.
• N – A student from East Middle with an eccentric personality who entered National High School due to complex family circumstances and used herself as leverage to negotiate a protective agreement for K.
• Minoru – A lean, black-haired student and transmigrated sorcerer leads a dungeon party in a reversed-beauty world. Wearing a uniform, this pragmatic, risk-averse master uses Tatemiya magic, an iron whip, and shadow/space sorcery to control monsters. He strategically manages route coordination and contract pacts with other teams. He maintains complex bonds with his female squad, including his childhood friend, partner Risa, recruit Mitsuki, and sister Mai, while saving his energy for an upcoming duel.
• Onigahara – The Onigahara family (formerly Koki), bearing the names Mitsuki and Koki, is an influential sorcerer lineage running a massive, traditional martial arts dojo famed for Oni-fication sorcery. Exuding disciplined austerity, these stern mentors possess distinct combat records and maintain close, hierarchical bonds with their students and apprentices, preserving a rigorous legacy of strength.
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