Chapter 88 Showdown! Raptor & King Behemoth Vs Zebra ♯
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
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I carefully probe the fabric with the needle, pushing it in. With a small pop, the needle pierces the fabric, and I check the position again down to the millimeter. When I push the back of the needle with my thimble, it feels pretty heavy as it comes out. To double the thread, I pass the needle through the hole I just made again.
I don’t have much experience in sewing, so I take my time, checking each stitch carefully and putting my heart into the work.
I’m getting used to it little by little. However, at this pace, I definitely won’t finish in time for tomorrow’s special zone inspection. But there’s nothing I can do about that. I can’t show Amahara-senpai and the others something half-done or poorly repaired. For now, I’ll focus on finishing something I can be satisfied with, even if it takes time.
After continuing the work for a bit, I tie a knot and take a break. Higurashi will be coming to the room soon.
I place the two-liter bottle of mineral water on the table and cover it with the half-finished leather mask, looking at it closely.
There’s a rough hole cut straight through for visibility. It’s a simple, functional design, but that’s what makes it good. The clean cut has a perfect position and length. The forehead part has the relaxed lettering of ‘Tsuchimiya.’ I must be a genius.
My field of vision is narrow, which is a downside, but it also helps hide my identity and feelings from the enemy. If I could turn my head like an owlbear, it would be a bit better, but unfortunately, I can’t mimic that with a human skeleton no matter how hard I try. I should think of a good way to fix this.
The damage it took in the last battle is significant. The left eye area was cut in a cross shape from the opening of the bag, so it’s no longer functioning as a mask.
It would be quicker to make a new one, but that’s out of the question. This mask has absorbed my blood and sweat, and it feels like a partner that has survived life-and-death situations with me… Huh?
Now that I think about it, my blood that was supposed to be stuck all over is completely gone. Why is that?
I don’t remember cleaning it. Did Tina do something?
…Well, whatever. Let’s not worry about the details.
Right now, there are small cross stitches running from the left eye down to the cheek. The cut above the eye looks kind of cool if you look closely, but if I leave it alone, the wound will spread, so I should probably fix it. Thinking about it, I should also repair the edges of the peephole so it doesn’t widen any further.
Maintaining this kind of combat gear with my own hands is something that stirs a guy’s heart.
”Once I finish repairing this Tsuchimiya mask, I can hide my identity even if I have to fight in front of people like yesterday.”
Right now, I’m told to stand out for the Student Freedom Alliance from Higurashi, but that depends on the situation. I want to avoid drawing too much attention, and when fighting humans, hiding my face and expressions with a mask is an effective strategy.
As I crossed my arms and grinned while looking at the mask, the doorbell rang with a cheerful “Ding-dong~♪.”
”Oh, they’re here.”
I stood up, opened the door, and glanced back at the small table sitting alone in the middle of the empty room.
I guess I’ll continue the repairs tomorrow.
I turned off the lights, closed the door, and headed to the living room.
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In the dark room, where Tsuchimiya’s footsteps faded away, a weak, faint light suddenly flickered on.
The red light was barely leaking from the eye holes of the half-finished leather mask.
Out of nowhere, the leather mask floated up into the air. The plastic bottle remained on the table, but the mask seemed to be inflated as if someone transparent was wearing it.
The heavy air began to make popping sounds, like “Pop! Splash!” and soon, a drop of liquid fell with a “Plop…” onto the table. If someone had been watching, they might have seen a dark room illuminated by moonlight, where it looked like a black liquid, like ink. However, the two streams of liquid flowing from the left eye of the mask, like tears, were bright red blood.
’I… Tsuchimiya… mask…’
The low whisper echoed in the space, and in the next moment, the Tsuchimiya mask vanished as if it had been erased. At the same time, the heavy air in the room lightened, leaving only a deep silence that lingered.
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When I stepped into the living room, the doorbell rang again, and I casually pressed the intercom button, saying, “Yeah?”
”Hmm?”
Just as I was about to head to the entrance, my feet stopped when I saw the image on the display.
It showed a close-up of Higurashi’s face, with Satou-san (the scout) and Nishina-san (the shy) standing behind her.
Why 3 people!?
I couldn’t help but imagine something perverted, and at the same time, I felt a chill of death creeping up my spine.
Calm down, me. There’s no way they came here for that. It’s an unspoken understanding that Satou-san and I have that kind of relationship, but I doubt Himeno would give permission for something so bold as a night visit.
…She wouldn’t give permission, right?
”That’s a rare combination. What are you 3 doing here at this hour?”
I tried to act calm as I spoke while sitting on the sofa. Higurashi and Satou-san sat across from me at the low table, and it seemed Nishina-san was going to sit next to me. Maybe I spoke too soon. I took a deep breath to steady myself.
”Tsuchimiya-kun, why are you sitting seiza?”
Satou-san tilted her head in confusion.
”Eh!? Well, haha…”
I felt like their gazes were higher than usual. I laughed it off and shifted my legs to sit more comfortably when Nishina-san wrapped her arm around mine and leaned against me.
”Tsuchimiya-senpai, why did you put away the bed?”
Higurashi in her school uniform asked me. By the way, the other 2 were in casual clothes.
Damn! They saw it.
I remembered I had left the bed out and pretended to lead the 3 of them as I quickly walked into the living room to put it away. The bed sitting behind the sofa somehow looked like a guillotine to me.
”I was thinking of moving it to my room instead of living in the living room. If I leave it out in the room for guests, it just feels off, you know?”
”Uh-huh.”
She seemed to accept that, but with her usual poker face, I couldn’t read her true feelings.
”So, more importantly, do Nishina-san and Satou-san have something to do?”
”Well, that’s what I was going to say──”
”Today, we came to do a 4P!”
”!!?”
Higurashi interrupted Satou-san, who was about to say something, and spoke over her.
No way!? You’re coming to take my breath away without any preamble!
Suddenly, I became pale and suspicious. It’s true that the male instinct within me was trembling with anticipation, and the first two or thirty minutes might be heaven. But the reality of facing three Evold members isn’t that sweet.
Higurashi is an Evold, but her sensitivity is so high that once inserted, her stamina gauge decreases like a barrel bomb, and I already have a winning pattern in my mind, so I’m mentally at ease. But that’s only in a one-on-one situation. Higurashi, who had been playing with my body in the dungeon, knows all my weaknesses, and it’s very troublesome if she switches to support.
Even if I could overwhelm Nishina-san with my technique, that would only be in the early stages. Even if I, at level 1, use up all my stamina, the Evold still has plenty of energy left. Normally, if an Evold doesn’t suppress their impulses and go easy on me, I’ll be squeezed until I pass out, relying on their stamina.
My technique is only a week old since I lost my virginity. Even including the days I spent in the dungeon with Higurashi, it’s only been two weeks. I think I’ve been polishing myself, but I’m probably still at a beginner level. Nishina-san was also a virgin until last week, but considering that she’s been receiving guidance from skilled people like Maekawa-san, Satou-san, and Hano-san, she might be at a higher level than me.
And then there’s Satou-san. Hano-san, who I thought I could never beat at this point, said that Maekawa-san and Satou-san were her s*x mentors. I wonder how many exp points she has, but what’s more threatening is her female organ.
Satou-san’s v*gina has a hard spiral protrusion inside, and when you insert it with my p*nis, you get the illusion that the v*gina is rotating horizontally like a drum washing machine. With its freely controllable vaginal pressure, it’s a true semen extractor. Even if Satou-san was level 1 with the same exp points as Nishina-san, I wouldn’t stand a chance once inserted. She’s the opposite of Higurashi, who I’m sure to win once inserted, and she’s not just a skilled woman, but a weapon. I didn’t think it was something I could handle with my personal strength.
Fortunately, Satou-san can control her impulses and go easy on me, but if she were to go out of control like Himeno, that powerful weapon might not even allow me to pass out. If you assume a state where the Evold’s impulses have taken over their reason, you could say that she’s even more dangerous than Himeno.
Satou-san can control her impulses, but for a long time, it’s an unknown. Nishina-san probably can’t do it yet. Higurashi usually controls it perfectly, but her reason flies out the window once inserted.
Should I run away from this? This is the fourth floor, but if I use Blast, I might be able to jump out the window.
”That’s a joke.”
”You’re kidding?!”
As I started to seriously plan my escape, sweating coldly, Higurashi spoke nonchalantly.
”Actually, I still have a lot of work to do, so I can’t hang out with Tsuchimiya-senpai tonight. That’s why I asked the senpai for help.”
”Oh, I see.”
Working at this hour? It’s probably something related to the Student Freedom Alliance. It’s basically my fault that this trouble started, so I really appreciate Higurashi for being so enthusiastic about it. Plus, if they’re even arranging a substitute for the night shift, it’s hard to complain, even if it feels like overkill. Sometimes, it’s okay to take a break, seriously.
”Did Himeno say anything?”
”Asagiri-san said it was fine too.”
Satou-san replies with a smile.
”Is that so…”
I’m surprised that Himeno agreed so easily, and I don’t know when she said yes, but it’s also a bit unexpected that Satou-san went along with it. Nishina-san, who likes me, is one thing, but the other 3 have plenty of experience and no reason to be interested in a level 1 guy like me. Considering the risk of making things awkward with Himeno, I think it’s a pretty bold choice.
But if I think of it as keeping an eye on Nishina-san, who still struggles with her impulses, it makes sense. Maybe it’s safer than usual.
”Um… was it a bother? Tsuchimiya-kun?”
Nishina-san looks up at me with an apologetic expression. I feel responsible for Nishina-san too, and even though I have some physical concerns, I think it’s unavoidable to welcome her into my harem. At least in this world, the ethics are pretty wild, so if I do my best, I can keep Nishina-san, who likes me, from crying. It seems like she’s getting along well with everyone at home, so eventually, I’ll have to find the right time to get everyone’s approval.
”Ah, no problem. I’m happy to spend time with you, Nishina-san.”
I smile to reassure her, and Nishina-san happily hugs me.
”Well then, now that we’ve settled things, I’ll head to work.”
Higurashi says this as she stands up.
I feel a bit relieved that it went from a 4P to a 3P, but thinking about it, you can still die in a 3P. It’s a negotiation tactic to set a high hurdle first and then wrap things up at the expected landing point. I feel like I got played by Higurashi.
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