"So we decided to start a club."
"Wow."
In order to share our future direction, we decided to first have a discussion with Sister Caliba and Lady Starf.
It's after school.
With the intramural competition events over, our student life was peaceful for the time being.
"Our respected seniors are facing financial difficulties, so the purpose of this action is to support them."
"That's out of the question."
Oh my?
That's a bit harsh for our Lady Staf, isn't it...?
"But isn't that right? The greatest responsibility of an aristocrat is to enrich the territory that has been entrusted to him. To neglect that in order to save face in high society is the height of putting the cart before the horse. To end up in such poverty that he can't even pay his tuition fees. If you ask me, that makes him unworthy of being called an aristocrat!!"
Lady Staaf, being able to say such things, is truly a simple and strong aristocrat.
Along with the current lord's father, they are the type of hard-working nobles who would rather devote their energy to running their territory than show up in high society.
So it seems like his family has a lot of money. He's fundamentally different from the Spear seniors who are always worrying about their reputations.
This is just a digression, but due to circumstances like this, there are surprisingly many children of nobles who have their sights set on Lady Staaf.
If he could win her over, he would become the son-in-law of a wealthy noble family. Especially since Lady Staaf herself is a dazzling beauty, there is no reason not to go for her.
So every day, I go to great lengths to drive away any men with evil intentions who try to get close to Lady Starf.
This is not a metaphor.
The less painful ones are broken arms, the less painful ones are broken spines.
That's what I promised the lord who appointed me as his guard.
The first year was filled with repeated breaking, smashing, and shattering. Perhaps it worked, but now in the second year, the stupid man has completely disappeared and things have become much quieter.
That's all for my digression.
"So, going back to the topic of creating a club..."
Since then, I've done some research on my own and have come to understand what a club is.
At this Royal School, club activities seem to be merely gatherings to improve the efficiency and advancement of academic studies.
It seems different from hobby groups such as tennis clubs, Rakugo clubs, or contemporary visual culture research groups.
For example, there are clubs that gather information in preparation for entering high society in the future, and clubs that gather party members to explore dungeons.
In that sense, clubs in this world seem to be an extension of academic studies.
"If I want to apply to set up a club, I need to be clear about what the club's purpose is."
Creating a circle is a decision in itself.
I won't mention it again.
"That's actually a difficult point. You can't overlap with any clubs that already exist, right?"
My older sister also joins in the discussion and shares her wisdom.
Yes, that's it. If the activities of an existing club overlap, you'll likely be told "Well, why don't you just join them?" and your proposal will be rejected.
So, we decided to make a bold decision to establish a new force and launch a new circle full of originality, unlike anything that had ever been seen before!
"...Maybe it's a sex club?"
It felt like the "Oh, I thought so" comments echoed all around the world.
To begin with, "yarise" is an alternative name and derogatory term, and there are no clubs that operate under such a sign.
"What's a yarisa?"
Naturally, it was a word that my sisters, who were residents of this world, would not understand.
"I understand. It must be a club for studying how to use spears, or Spear Club for short!"
"So, is a person who studies spears in the Spear Club called a Spearman?"
Let's clear up some misconceptions before we take on a life of our own.
"A yarisa is a club where men and women can have as much sex as they want."
""I see!!""
He was convinced with incredible force.
I would have liked them to feel a little bit of disgust, like "How vulgar!", but with these two, it's too late now.
If you were to check their erotic parameters, it would seem that they had already maxed out.
But I've only had experience with one person.
"A club for the purpose of sex...that's quite interesting. It would be wonderful to imagine being able to study vaginal cum shot sex with Mr. Sao as an academic subject!"
"Obviously, only men like Sao can be in the circle, right? Or rather, Sao's Harem Circle, or Harser for short."
Harser.
It sounds kind of Okinawan.
The Nankurunai Circle is abbreviated to Nankurunai Sir.
Anyway, if I were to turn my harem into a club, I'd love for Caliba-nee-san and Lady Starf-sama to join too.
Well, I guess I should ask about this now.
"If I make a club, will you two join?"
"Of course I'll join!!"
I was very pleased with the immediate response and willingness to accept.
"In fact, there is no choice but to belong! Sao-san and I are always one and the same, aren't we!?"
"That's right! If Thao starts a club, we'll join it. If Thao starts an army, we'll join it. If Thao establishes a country, we'll become its citizens! We'll be with you to the ends of hell!"
I was a little scared of my sister's resolve, but I felt relieved knowing that they would both support me if I did something.
"So why are you suddenly starting to take your clothes off?"
My sister and my husband try to get completely naked as soon as something happens.
This time too, before I knew it, I had already taken off my pants.
"Well, talking about love like this is a sign to have sex♥♥"
"My pussy is craving your cock♥♥ and it always is♥♥"
Now, Sister Caliba and Lady Starf have the eyes of women seeking affection.
They are also called the eyes of a carnivore.
Perhaps the training had gone too far, because she had come to see even the slightest prompting as a go-ahead for sex.
The trigger is too light.
Although I thought that maybe I should make some adjustments, the sex with the two of them was so amazing that I just went with the flow.
"I love you, Sao♥♥ I love you, love you♥♥ I'm happiest being fucked by your dick♥♥♥♥ My pussy is just for you♥♥♥♥"
"I love you too, Sao-san♥♥ My pussy is your second pussy♥♥ Let's build a happy family together in the future♥♥♥♥"
As he lines up those two attractive asses and fucks them alternately...
The door opened with a clang.
This is our homeroom teacher, Teacher Whip.
"...It really is true that they get excited anytime, anywhere. A student's main duty is to study, so if possible, I would like them to refrain from doing so until they graduate."
Having said that, what do you think about Teacher Whip starting to take off her clothes as soon as she enters the room?
Haven't you also completed your training completely?
"I've come here to carry out a favor for you, but you're acting coldly, Sao-kun. I've prepared a certificate of approval for the club application from the teachers. Do you need it?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, sensei!"
It was amazing to see how easily an application to start a club, which seemed so difficult at first glance, was approved!
What you need is a female teacher who has been turned into a sex slave!
"I'll give it to you in exchange for the semen that spurts out of your dick. I won't give it to you unless you pour it all into my pussy."
"Yes, yes..."
The first time they had sex, the reason must have been "to check the performance of my skills," but now their relationship has become one where they just want to have sex.
The contrast between his expression that is firm and authoritative and his expression that melts with pleasure is exciting no matter how many times I see it.
"But Sao-kun, even if we get permission from the teachers, that doesn't mean everything is done. We're only at about 50 percent of the completion rate."
"What do you mean?"
I would say Instructor Whip's training level is 500%.
"The establishment of a new club requires permission from the students. The club's motto is to be an independent activity for the students. There's no way the student self-governing body can remain involved."
"A student self-governing organization...?"
So...?
"The student council. In order to officially start a club, we need permission from the teacher's side as well as the student council. With both, we are officially recognized as a club at our school."
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After receiving this advice, I decided to go to the student council.
"Is this the student council room...?!"
It's been a year since I started attending the Royal School.
I had no idea there was a room like this on campus.
Well, the student council is something that ordinary students have no connection to or interest in.
In fiction, it's common for student council presidents to surpass adults and become the most powerful people in the school, with the "student council president = strongest in the school" theme, but what about at this school?
It is a different world after all, so I'd better stay calm and not be surprised no matter what happens.
First, knock knock.
Knock on the door three times, gently.
"Come in."
"Excuse me."
Obtain permission and enter the room politely.
So I was quite surprised.
Even though I had prepared myself mentally for the surprise.
Because there was a monolith in the student council room.
It's a cubic, plate-like thing made of a material that I can't tell if it's stone or metal.
Why would something like that be in the room?
Even though it's a different world, that's too far-fetched!
"What do you want? If you have something to say to the student council, please state it concisely."
"The Monolith spoke?!"
Well, at least it can talk, it's a monolith after all!!
If my modern knowledge is correct, the Monolith can do anything! It can even cause organisms to undergo extreme evolution and tell me the password!
"First, tell me your name. It is polite to tell your name when meeting someone for the first time."
"Towards the mysterious plate-like object?!"
"Please don't misunderstand. This is a communication device to smoothly incorporate the requests of the students. This magical tool will enable long-distance communication with student council members in other locations."
"Is that so?!"
"The Student Council is very busy. They are currently on their way to visit the Royal Capital Knights to ensure safety for the next school competition. They are making these preparations for students who may come to visit while they are away."
Ah, so this is some kind of magical phone.
...But there's no such thing as a huge cell phone.
"I have no choice but to introduce myself. I'm Scutum, a final year student. I'm this year's student council president."
"I'm Sao, a second year student. Nice to meet you!"
"I know, you're a celebrity, in more ways than one."
If you know, don't say your name!
I guess I shouldn't say that. It's a matter of etiquette.
"You're the one who won the first inter-school event of the year, the Ittenpagunshiki. You're also the one who set the record for fastest time to pass the dungeon training test, and worked behind the scenes to bring down Teacher Suppan, so you're a man who never runs out of topics to talk about. There are also unconfirmed reports that you're a congratulatory gift to Her Majesty the Queen, but..."
"Oh, you know a lot about this?"
"We, the student council, are a self-governing organization that works to protect the safety of all students and maintain a more conducive learning environment. You can't do that unless you're sensitive to information to a certain extent."
"Is that so?"
No good...
What's wrong with it is that if you look at yourself objectively talking to a simple board, it looks so bad that it makes you feel intimidated!
I'm beginning to think that this is a strategy to put pressure on people and make it harder for them to say what they want to say.
"So, what business does this now-problematic child...or rather, celebrity in the school have with the student council? Has he become too arrogant and come to try and take the position of student council president from me?"
"The president likes to joke too!"
Even if such a troublesome position is given to me with a nod attached, I would politely return it!
Or rather, is this school a place where students compete for the position of student council president in such a fierce manner? Isn't there a peaceful way (election)?
"Ummm... the reason I came to see you is to ask for permission to start a club."
"Establishing a club?"
"I have already gotten permission from the teachers. Now all that's left is for the student council to say it's okay and then it'll be perfect."
『No good.』
Huh?
No words.
There's no way to tackle this.
Merciless.
"We, the Student Council, are an autonomous organization that exists to maintain stability and peace within the school. Therefore, we cannot easily make decisions that would disturb the peace."