Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by Kaepinned
Day nine of the track and field team members’ confinement – escape was until they got home.
“Haa…… haa…… haa…… haa….”
“Haa….haa….haa…..”
Kurosawa-san and I were lying on the bed, completely naked, breathing heavily.
Whenever she fainted, I would force her to restart by pouring in just a little bit of magical nutritional drink into her mouth. I kept holding her until morning, totally ignoring her words of [I’m sorry].
The bed was truly in awful condition. It was so soggy with bodily fluids from both of us that I thought we had poured it using a bucket.
It was a good thing that I could do something about it with『Furniture Installation』but normally it was in such a spectacular state that I’d have to replace the whole bed.
The sight of Kurosawa-san lying in such a situation was also quite spectacular.
Her legs were in a gangly position. Her vaginal opening was wide open and could not be closed, and a thick white liquid was constantly flowing down sloppily. It was not just the private parts.
Misuzu’s whole body was covered in semen from being sprayed so many times. Her white skin was covered with threads of cum. Her pink nipples were coated in white fluid, and when she shuddered, semen dripped down the curves of her breasts.
Such a sight of her gave me an inexpressible sense of accomplishment and a pent-up love for her.
“I truly love you, Kurosawa-san.”
“I too..love you…Haa…haa…haa…”
And at the moment when Kurosawa-san gave a debauched smile, the door suddenly slammed open and some people stepped into the room.
When I lazily moved my head only and looked in that direction, I saw Masaki and Tashiro-san there.
Masaki-chan’s eyebrows twitched at the rough and tumble of the room, and she put the loudspeaker she was holding to her mouth, though I did not know where she had taken it from.
Kyi────n High-pitched sound. Then she raised her voice.
“Weー!! Demandー!!  Fumio-kunー!”
“We demand him!!”
Tashiro belatedly chanted with her hands raised in the air, and the noise caused Kurosawa, who should have been limping, to jump up in a hurry.
“Noisy! W-w-w-what? What happened?”
While looking at Kurosawa-san and me, Masaki-chan took a deep breath and raised her voice again.
“Treat the favoured princesses equally!”
“Equal treatment!”
“Specifically, tonight I demand sex for me and tomorrow I demand sex for Hatsu-chan that is equal to or greater than what Fumio-kun gave to Misuzu today!”
“Tonight…… w-wait a minute, Masaki-dono! Why are you the first to go? I can’t hold out until tomorrow!”
“I’m first and Hatsu-chan is second. Isn’t that natural?”
“What is natural! I heard that the first and second are just an order, not a hierarchy!”
‘Why the two of them argue over that……?’
I thought about it, but of course I couldn’t say it.
I thought this was Lili’s work, as they were apparently peering into this room from somewhere. And it wasn’t hard to imagine that Masaki-chan would have had a rivalry with Misuzu, not wanting to lose to her.
‘It’s getting tricky…….But wait. On the contrary, if I hold Misuzu and Masaki-chan together, it will be very erotic, right?’
Imagining such sex scene was quite fun…..moreover with their rivalry. But I’d put it aside for tonight.
I shrugged my shoulders and told them.
“Masaki-chan, Tashiro-san, don’t you remember you’re leaving here tonight to go home?”
Immediately, they both let out a dumb [ah]. Only Kurosawa-san, who didn’t understand the situation, had a puzzled look on her face.
Later today, we were going together and discussing the plan.
We were going to finalise the plan for the girls’ return, excluding the four in question.
Everyone in the athletics club, including Tashiro-san, Masaki, Kurosawa-san and the women I rescued from being trafficked yesterday. I was going to put it all together and release them today.
×××
[Saori Moribe’s P.O.V]
“Shima-senpai, why did you decide to stay?”
“It’s obvious. It’s because I’m worried about Hatsu-chan. Hatsu-chan is an airhead that can’t read the atmosphere, thus, I have to follow her……. Besides, if I can go back and forth, I don’t think you need to take it so seriously…..”
After the dinner, we were given a pair of rooms for three or four people to spend the night.
In the same room as me were Shima-senpai and Amemiya-senpai. Feeling a bit like a school trip, we talked until midnight.
“What about Amemiya-senpai?”
“I …… that, I might have fallen in love and…..”
There, I stopped listening to her already.
“Saori, you must know! There are a lot of things in this world that it’s better to not  know!”
The next morning, the silver-haired maid announced it to all of us during breakfast.
“Everyone is scheduled to return around 17:00 this evening. Until then, you are welcome to relax in your rooms, or use the swimming pool or bathroom as you please. Also, there will always be tea and snacks available in the dining room.”
I was very sleepy last night because I stayed up too late.
I finished breakfast and went back to my room for another sleep.
When it was nearly noon and I got up lazily, I went to the dining room.
In the dining room, Takasago-senpai was naturally there.
She had a variety of cakes lined up on the table and was happily chewing on them.
At the table in the back was Yui, who was soaking up the pleasure of boasting. And then there was the figure of Amemiya-senpai, who was looking at Yui with a passionate eye, and lifting her up like a taiko drummer. [As expected of Yui-sama].
‘Yeah, I’ll never go near that place.’
The ones who were carrying tea and cakes were Mako and Saito-san, who had become apprentice servants.
When I spoke to Mako while she was serving me tea, she responded in a very formal way.
“The head maid has strictly instructed us to serve you as servants.”
“Is it possible for you guys to stop? It feels weird.”
Even after saying so, Mako stubbornly refused to change her attitude. I had no choice but to continue talking.
When I asked her if she had eaten properly yesterday, she told me that she was fed the same food after we had finished our meal and returned to our room.
She said that the silver-haired maid was strict in her disapproval of their work, and the punishment for failure was not uncommon, but she was not beaten up for no reason and she was fed properly.
This was a relief, to be honest. I had been worried that she was being abused.
When I returned to my room after enjoying the tea, I found that Shima-senpai had returned to her room.
When I asked her about it, she told me that she was a servant and she was allowed to enter the room given to the Captain by the Confinement King.
“It was a room like a hotel in Dubai. Somehow close to that…”
I thought she probably meant to say it was luxurious.
In the evening, when the uniforms and bags I was wearing when I was locked up here were returned, I gradually felt that I could go home.
“Well then, everyone, please gather in the corridor, starting with those who have already changed.”
Following the lead of the silver-haired maid, we formed a line in the corridor and were led straight to a room at the back.
The door had been a dead end until yesterday, but now there was a new door.
‘Yeah…..well, I’m not really surprised anymore.’
When I stepped into the room with Shima-senpai in the lead, it was a rather spacious but bleak stone room with no furniture. At the back of the room, a rather massive wooden door could be seen.
‘Is that the exit……?’
“Well then, please wait here for a while longer.”
When the silver-haired maid announced this and left the room, no one spoke up. Everyone glanced around with a somewhat wary look on their faces.
That was probably natural. We had had a pretty bad time so far. With a few exceptions, relationships had been destroyed, and even if we made it back in one piece, it was a headache to think about what would happen later.
After Captain Tashiro and 13 of us, excluding the four who remain here as maids, had been waiting there for some time, five women came in, led by a silver-haired maid.
They were of different ages and dressed differently. At least I didn’t remember meeting them.
“Um…..who are those people?”
When Shima-senpai asked, the silver-haired maid replied.
“These are the people the Confinement King rescued from the traffickers last night. We will now return  these people alongside you all.”
‘Rescued from the traffickers? What is that?’
We could only be puzzled. Wasn’t the King of Confinement a bad person?
We waited another five minutes or so. This time, three people entered the room.
A girl in the same uniform as us. I could recognise Masaki-sama, Captain Tashiro but not her.
But I could hear whispered conversation leaking out from the club members behind me.
“Hey, isn’t that MISUZU, the reader modal?”
“I’ve heard of her! She’s in our third year, right?”
“Why is she here?”
Apparently, she was a famous person. I was somehow unfamiliar with fashion. Most of the time, I wore clothes that my mother bought for me. So, even if she said she was a model, it didn’t ring a bell.
“The first favourite princess, Masaki Haneda, the second favourite princess, Hatsu Tashiro, and the third favourite princess, Misuzu Kurosawa, are here.”
The silver-haired maid raised her voice. However, the three of them were not concerned about that, and continued to talk, tension-free.
“As I thought, I’m not really satisfied with the third position. Masaki, can you switch with me?”
“No, I don’t want to. But, if you want, I’ll be the first, Misuzu-chan the second, and Hatsu-chan the third.”
“Don’t make someone the third without permission. That’s just the way it is, First Favourite.”
“I don’t want to be told only by Hatsu-chan.”
The silver-haired maid coughed out a [kohon] as if to restrain the three of them.
“Now then, I would like to invite you all to leave. The exit is through the door at the back. The door will close in 30 seconds after the first person has left, so please exit quickly. Please exit in the order in which you came to this room.”
She then looked round at everyone and continued.
“Please be advised that after you leave this place, all of your memories, with the exception of the semi-favourite princesses, apprentices and their servants, will have their memories here sealed.”
Then she folded her waist deeply.
“Now it is time for you to go. Good day to you all. The first person to arrive in this room will be the first to leave the door. You have only 30 seconds.”
“Ah, I was the first, right……?”
That was right. Shima-senpai was the first, and I was the next. Shima-senpai put her hand on the door knob and looked back.
“Well, let’s go!”
Shima-senpai jumped through the door and I hurriedly followed.
On the other side of the door was a small room that looked like the reception room of some small business.  I couldn’t stay there as they came out one after the other.
Shima-senpai jumped over the sofa in the reception room, and following her, I traversed the room and reached the door on the other side of it. But when I got there…
“What the hell is that!! What the hell are you thinking, bastard!”
An angry voice echoed from the other side of the door, and Shima-senpai and I involuntarily looked at each other.
‘Oh no! Something is going bad!’
By the time we thought that, it was too late.
“Oi, don’t push me, Moribe!”
“Even if you said that to me!”
We were pushed out of the way by the club members who came running out after us, and we fell against the door as if we were pushing it down.
Batan! The door opened with a rattling noise and we rolled into the next room on a chessboard.
“Ouch…..!!”
“Heav,Heavy!!”
Shima-senpai and I were trapped underneath and the next moment we looked up, we went rigid.
It was an office-like place with a row of desks. A group of men with boisterous, yakuza-like looks surrounded a boy who was poised in the middle of it from a distance.
The atmosphere was swarthy. It looked like a fighting scene no matter how you looked at it.
[TL: 修羅場: Shuraba;fighting scene]
The scary-looking men looked startled for a moment, then shouted at us for suddenly barging in.
“W,who the hell are you people! Where the hell do you come from?!”
“Hii!? It’s not like that!”
Shima-senpai’s face tensed up and she shook her head vigorously. It was scary. It was too scary.
But that wasn’t the point. I was completely frozen. My mind couldn’t process what was happening in front of me. I was in a state of processing my brain, as in the world of retro games.
“O-Onii-chan! W-why?”
The boy who was surrounded by people who looked like yakuza, that was my neighbour’s elder brother, whom I had been in love with ever since primary school.
It was because he was Fumio Onii-chan.
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