"That Ayano...."
Lumilia beside Lala blinked her eyes and suddenly thought of the two who had gone to class wearing the empathy wristbands.
It should... be fine, right? After all, their physical fitness has improved a lot under the Savior's influence...
"Haah... haah..."
While Lumilia still had the leisure to worry about her newly-made good friends, Usui Makoto already felt like she was going insane. The hand wearing the pink wristband was somewhat out of control, and she had to clamp it tightly to prevent losing control.
Although she didn't quite understand what was going on with this pink-haired girl, this extremely perverted black-tech pink wristband actually came from the hands of such a cute and beautiful girl.
But did this girl really forget?
How could there be a wristband in this world that couldn't be taken off? Even prisoner shackles can be unlocked.
And it couldn't even turn off sharing, there was only a switch function.
Wasn't what Asai Saki and Sakurai Hana were doing to Hikigaya-kun the same?
Was there any difference in choosing between Asai Saki and Sakurai Hana?
Not only was her heart racing and her breathing heavy, Usui Makoto even felt her brain overheating, her consciousness becoming somewhat hazy.
Suddenly, Usui Makoto, who had been holding on, tensed up completely and collapsed weakly onto the carpet, her blurred gaze fixed on Asai Saki and Sakurai Hana, who were tightly clinging to Hachiman.
This feeling, this feeling... as if not just her body, but even her soul was being...
———
"Is Makoto-chan's body this sensitive? Iris, you didn't secretly use an amplification spell again, did you?"
"Uh, of course not... It might be because she's synced with Asai-san. Look, Sakurai Hana isn't as disheveled."
Finally, after enduring the torment and anticipation, Sakurai Hana experienced an unprecedented sense of fulfillment through the shared-sense wristband with Asai Saki. Her mind was in a daze as she leaned against Hachiman's chest. After a while, she came to her senses and heard the student council president Kaede and Iris talking. Then, she noticed Usui Makoto lying dazed on the floor not far from them.
Huh? Why was Usui in the same state as them?
Sakurai Hana instinctively looked down at Asai Saki, who was lying beside her. Her long, thick black hair was spread over her fair back, her body trembling slightly, her eyes unfocused.
Both had long black hair, but Asai Saki's figure was much more voluptuous compared to Usui Makoto's slender frame. However, the usually assertive Asai Saki seemed to be the type with high offense but low defense, collapsing at the slightest touch.
Hachiman didn't even need to do anything to Asai Saki. Just by sitting there, Asai Saki crawled over, sat in his lap, and clung to him obsessively before excitedly breaking down over and over again.
In the end, she collapsed so thoroughly that she lost consciousness, dragging Usui Makoto down with her.
Sakurai Hana was a little confused.
The silver wristbands they were wearing now seemed to share each other's sensations, and Usui Makoto could even choose to sync with either her or Asai Saki.
But why wasn't she as dazed as Asai Saki or Usui Makoto?
The first-time experience shared from Asai Saki was admittedly shocking. Whether it was the overwhelmingly warm sense of fulfillment or the instant pleasure spreading throughout her body, it was completely incomparable to anything she'd ever felt before while hiding under her blankets reading certain works.
She could somewhat understand why some students were always so eager to date the opposite s*x, even risking being made an example of by the discipline committee for playing around in school corners. Because 1+1 really was greater than 1.
Still, while it felt good, it was just once. It shouldn't be so overwhelming that she couldn't recover, right?
"Surprised? Although the shared-sense wristband overlays her sensations onto your own, theoretically, both of your experiences should be the same."
"However, while the stimulation felt is the same, the bodies enduring it are still your own. Their physical fitness, or their current state, isn't as good as yours, so it's normal for them to be unable to handle it and take a while to recover."
Seeing Sakurai Hana's confusion about Asai Saki's state, Hachiman gently bit her round, pink cheek while pulling her waist closer, making her take over Asai Saki's "disciplinary" task. Under her blushing gaze, he slowly explained.
The shared-sense wristband might seem like it shares sensations, making the experiences of a paired set identical. But since everyone's physique is different, it's impossible for the experiences to be exactly the same.
Asai Saki was inexperienced with strong desires but had been suppressing them. It was also highly likely that she had exhausted herself last night or this morning before coming to school. Her body was somewhat weak, but her mind was excited, so experiencing such intense stimulation for the first time made her collapse so easily.
Otherwise, with Asai Saki's physical fitness, she wouldn't have performed so much worse than Sakurai Hana.
Of course, Usui Makoto was just genuinely weak. Not in terms of physical fitness, but in resistance.
Unlike Asai Saki and Sakurai Hana, who secretly enjoyed reading not-for-children stuff in private, she had almost never thought about such things. It was normal for her immunity to be lower. After a few more "rewards," her resistance would probably improve greatly.
"Oh... so that's how it is... No wonder... I thought Asai-senpai's body wasn't usually this weak. She's just in a bad state..."
Sakurai Hana finally understood after Hachiman's explanation, but as she spoke, she realized something was off and her face turned red again.
"Earlier was Saki's turn. Now it's yours, Hana. Are you ready?"
Hachiman gently pinched Sakurai Hana's flushed cheeks and chuckled.
If she were unwilling, he wouldn't force her. But since she was already sitting in his lap, it was too late to back out now.
She was the one who barged in to "discipline" him for his custom activities, yet now she was acting all flustered... Well, it was kind of cute.
Sakurai Hana was one of the more popular members of the discipline committee. Her cheerful and outgoing personality was much better than the cold and socially inept types like Kotezawa Yui.
But before this, he hadn't interacted much with Sakurai Hana. During the morning inspections at the school gate, when students were lined up to have their ties checked, Usui Makoto usually quickly fixed his tie and let him go, thanks to Kaede's influence.
"Mm... Can I do it next time...? I'm still on duty now. If I disappear for too long, it'll be bad..."
Knowing she was in a dangerous state, on the verge of ending up like Asai Saki and the others, Sakurai Hana shyly hugged Hachiman, kissing his cheeks while whispering a plea, trying to use her discipline committee duties as an excuse to escape.
There were so many people watching over there. Earlier, she could at least use Asai-senpai to block their gazes, but now that she was alone, how could she continue?
Making her "discipline" Hachiman alone now... She couldn't handle the stares.
Honestly, how did Asai-senpai surrender so quickly and then collapse just as fast? Couldn't she have held on a little longer?
She was starting to regret her good physical condition. If she were the one lying there dazed right now... Well, it'd still be embarrassing, unless she could lose her memory and forget everything that happened during this time.
"Don't worry. It's club activity time now. As members of the Service Club, we'll assist you discipline committee members with your... custom activities request."
Iris walked over slowly and sat on the sofa, watching Sakurai Hana, who was about to experience her "first time" for the second time. She pulled out a small bottle of ordinary elf spring water and poured it into Asai Saki's mouth, smiling reassuringly at Sakurai Hana.
Although Asai Saki's initiative and sensitivity toward the club president were beyond her expectations, it seemed like even without further action, Asai Saki would obey the president's every word just to receive his affection, since things had already started, they might as well go all the way.
They needed to make sure Asai Saki, Sakurai Hana, and even Usui Makoto couldn't leave the president's side.
Not because of any discipline committee responsibilities or bonds between friends, but because, from their bodies to their hearts, inside and out, they would submit to the president completely.
"Huh? custom activities request?", Sakurai Hana was completely dumbfounded by Iris's words.
She knew the Service Club was supposedly about helping others, operating on a model where they took requests from students in need and treated them as club activities.
But this was an custom activity, a disciplinary action to stop Hachiman from harming the school's girls.
How could this be treated as a request?
The discipline committee and the Service Club joining forces for custom activities, or rather, an "custom activities request"?
This... sounded so wrong. Weren't the discipline committee supposed to handle this alone, protecting the school's girls from Hachiman's harm? Now, even the elf princess was involved.
"Exactly. You discipline committee members want to uphold school discipline, and we want to help you. Wouldn't working together be better?"
Iris blinked at the stunned Sakurai Hana and waved at Lumilia and the others, who were still standing there dumbfounded.
"Club time is limited. If you want the president's aid at school, come over quickly."
"Understood!"
Lumilia hurriedly pulled the blushing Iris and the excited Lala to change their clothes, neatly folding them and placing them on the student council's desk.
It wasn't that they were afraid of dirtying their clothes, as long as they weren't torn or holed, simple stains or wrinkles could be fixed with their cleaning magic.
But there were too many girls here. Even if their sizes varied slightly, they were all wearing the same Sobu High uniforms, the only major difference being their stockings.
If shirts, ties, skirts, and stockings got mixed up later, it'd be hard to sort them out. It was better to fold them neatly first.
"Gulp... There are so many people... How can a few hours of club time be enough...?"
Looking at the excited, natural, and shy demi-human princesses approaching her, Sakurai Hana then glanced at Kaede, Suzu, Usui Makoto, and Shion, who hadn't even started yet. She swallowed nervously.
How was the Service Club's custom activities even more outrageous than the discipline committee's approved ones?
How many people were here? One, two, three... At a glance, the student council office was filled with beautiful girls everywhere, too many to count.
She was starting to suspect that their disciplinary action against Hachiman was a trap, a trap to lure them into custom activities, only to be conquered one by one by the Service Club.
"Tch. If we run out of club time, we'll just continue after school. Either way, don't think about running today. Since you chose to participate in custom activities, obediently listen to me. Let's discipline this playboy Hachiman together."
Seeing Iris seizing the initiative, Kaede had Shion close the student council office door. She loosened her tie, revealing her delicate, fair collarbone, and smirked coldly at Sakurai Hana and Hachiman in his arms.
"Want to have a harem, huh? With so many people this time, let's see if you can handle it!"
She had warned the discipline committee long ago. If they refused to listen and insisted on sending people over, then all the dispatched members would become her tools.
Heh. Thought she couldn't control Hachiman? Then let them experience for themselves just how capable Hachiman was, see if it was her fault or if these discipline committee members were just useless.
Honestly, she and Suzu had been feeling helpless against this energetic bastard. With so many people this time, they should be able to make him rein it in a bit.
"N-no, I won't run... I let you experience it once, Hana. Now it's your turn to let me experience it too."
Before Sakurai Hana, still tightly held by Hachiman, could respond, Asai Saki, who had been revived by Iris's elf spring water, clung to Hachiman and Sakurai Hana with a dazed smile, rubbing against him incessantly.
She wasn't actually that weak, collapsing at the slightest touch despite having life energy nourishing her.
While the stimulation was intense and she had felt an unprecedented shock, she had mostly been savoring the lingering afterglow of that moment.
Her first time and only first time, of course, she wanted to properly relish that soul-deep, wondrous feeling.
But now, she suddenly remembered: although both she and Sakurai Hana had experienced their "first time" through the silver shared-sense wristband, only she had "lost" it. Sakurai Hana hadn't truly lost hers yet.
Which meant... she could experience it again?
If she dragged Kitamura Chika, Ryuzaki Hina, or even more discipline committee members into this in the future, could they experience even more "first times"?
"..."
Sakurai Hana tightly covered her mouth with both hands, closing her eyes and refusing to acknowledge the p*rverted senpai beside her.
She never should've come to find Hachiman with Asai Saki.
"Haah... haah..."
Usui Makoto, who had been lying on the carpet earlier, finally recovered. Seeing the lively scene on the sofa, she struggled to stand up, trying to endure the stimulation from the shared-sense wristband and escape while no one was paying attention to her.
If she didn't leave now, it wouldn't just be the wristband's stimulation she'd have to endure.
Although she was willing to help Kaede and didn't dislike Hachiman, if this continued, she might miss her curfew and be stuck here all night.
However, before Usui Makoto could sneak out through the office door, a pair of long, plump legs wrapped in white garter stockings appeared in her vision.
"Club activities are still ongoing. Please complete your club tasks before leaving."
The silver-haired maid Shion stared at Usui Makoto, whose legs were trembling and who could barely straighten her waist.
Suddenly, she reached out and dragged her toward the sofa.
"Uuu..."
Powerless to resist, Usui Makoto could only let out a mournful whimper as she was pulled closer and closer to Hachiman, closing her eyes in despair.
Club tasks... Since when were club tasks like this...
She was supposed to be a discipline committee member protecting school morals... How did things end up like this...
———
[Service Club Activity Room]
While the Service Club president, Hachiman, worked tirelessly day and night to expand the club's branches, the vice president, Yukinoshita Yukino, silently guarded the club's headquarters.
However, compared to the bustling student council office, the Service Club's activity room was eerily quiet.
"Um... Vice President, where exactly is our president? Is he not coming again today...?"
A girl with shoulder-length brown hair tied into a bun kept glancing at Gotou Hitori, who was trembling in the corner, and the silent, expressionless Sakurase Shino. Finally, she turned her gaze to the black-haired beauty Yukinoshita Yukino, who sat alone by the window drinking tea and reading a book, cautiously asking.
It had been two days since her homeroom teacher, Hiratsuka-sensei, introduced her to the Service Club.
But in those two days, she hadn't even caught a glimpse of the club's only male member, the legendary president who had close relationships with countless beauties.
In fact, most members didn't even come to the clubroom after school. Only a few introverted, quiet members showed up. Was this vice president being isolated?
"..."
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