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Chapter 271 - Chapter 271: Struggle! Special Guidance in the Gym Equipment Storage Room!

Just as she was hesitating about whether she should go help too, Kotegawa Yui heard Rurikawa Tsubaki's voice, and after a moment's thought, nodded and went with Rurikawa Tsubaki to find a spot to practice tennis.

Both Asai Saki and Kitamura Chika were seniors from the second year, so they should be able to properly discipline Hachiman without her needing to intervene again.

However, what Kotegawa Yui didn't know was that Rurikawa Tsubaki next to her was also secretly peeking toward the figures of Hachiman and the others walking away.

Strict, serious, and rigid-minded Kotegawa Yui, who had no friends, was unaware of the truth behind the scenes, but could that really be said about Rurikawa Tsubaki? These two disciplinary committee members were clearly leading the way in breaking the rules.

Perhaps the stricter the suppression, the stronger the backlash.

At some unknown point in time, the disciplinary committee, which was meant to uphold campus discipline, had quietly undergone a transformation. Not only did they approve absurd custom activities, but they also abused their power, satisfying their personal desires under the guise of maintaining order.

These seemingly proper and pure disciplinary committee members were each more deprave than the last.

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"I'm going in with Hikigaya-kun. Kitamura-san, please watch the door~", At the entrance of the gym equipment storage room, Asai Saki tossed out those words with extreme excitement as she pulled Hachiman into the room.

"...", Kitamura Chika, full of unspoken anticipation, halted her steps upon hearing that, staring blankly at the backs of Asai Saki and Hachiman disappearing into the dim, dark storage room.

Are they really just having her keep watch, without needing her help?

After all, Sakurai Hana had secretly told her that Hachiman truly had the ability to handle the disciplinary committee's collective punishment. Even combining Hana, Asai Saki, and Usui Makoto, they still weren't a match for him. If the school hadn't been closing soon, the three of them might not have even been able to stand up afterward.

Damn it... Asai is hogging it all for herself... Even though training's been so stressful lately, she also wanted to try out the special stress-relief method that Tachibana Mikari mentioned.

Kitamura Chika glanced around the empty area, unwilling to give up, and poked her head into the half-open door, trying to glimpse what the two were up to in the darkened gym equipment storage room.

———

"Hikigaya-kun, is here okay?", Inside the gym storage room, Asai Saki, using the faint light streaming in through the small window, led Hachiman to a spot with mats. She sat upright, her pretty face flushed and eyes shimmering with moisture, swallowing nervously and staring eagerly at Hachiman.

She really couldn't hold it in anymore! She was practically drooling!

"Of course it's okay."

Hachiman smiled and nodded, reaching out to stroke Asai Saki's silky hair.

"Eh? Guh… how come the smell in here is…", Just as she was about to indulge herself, having gained Hachiman's permission, Asai Saki suddenly noticed the smell in the storage room wasn't what she had expected.

"Saki, did you forget that I can use cleaning magic?", The tips of Hachiman's fingers, gently stroking her hair, glowed faintly as he replied with a smile.

The smell in the gym equipment room wasn't pleasant, not just because it was rarely cleaned and full of dust.

Things like mats and vaulting horses had never been washed. Under normal circumstances, he didn't like coming to the gym equipment storage room.

But since he had cleaning magic, he decided to use the opportunity with Saki here during PE class to clean it up too.

"Mm…", Hearing his explanation, Asai Saki pursed her lips and nodded repeatedly without speaking.

Actually, she had a bit of a masochistic interest. She chose the gym storage room specifically because she wanted to be thoroughly punished by Hachiman in a slightly dirty, messy environment.

But this was good too. No need to worry about dirtying her clothes, easier to hide if classmates asked questions later.

In fact, the suspicious gazes and her flustered excuses to hide her embarrassment were kind of fun too.

"Hikigaya-kun, I saw Vice President Rurikawa just now watching us. I thought she'd come with us too? Isn't your relationship with her kind of distant at school?", After a while, Asai Saki gently breathed in the fresh air and motioned for Hachiman to sit with her on the mat. Licking her lips, she asked softly.

She knew what kind of side the usually composed and serious noble lady Rurikawa Tsubaki showed in the student council room before Hachiman.

She thought that with the student council president Kaede absent, Rurikawa might sneak off to hog him for herself, or at least join them. But to her surprise, there had been no interaction at all.

"If she got too close to me, wouldn't that be considered impure relations between male and female students?"

Leaning against the vaulting horse, Hachiman rolled his eyes at the P*rvy disciplinary committee member whose head was full of indecent thoughts.

Originally, his relationship with Rurikawa Tsubaki was really just normal, no private conversations.

Now that things had changed, Rurikawa was even more afraid to get close, keeping an even greater distance than before.

"Hikigaya-kun… um… I… I have a request…", Asai Saki slowly crawled in front of him, gripping his shirt with both hands, shyly and hesitantly asking in a low voice.

"What kind of request? If it's not too much, I'll grant it."

Hachiman looked curiously at the red-faced and misty-eyed Saki, reaching out to rub her burning cheeks.

She was still thinking about other things at a time like this? That didn't match her usual P*rvy character.

"Could you… could you have Princess Lala change… my Sympathy Wristband into a collar?", Asai Saki's cheeks were flaming as she stammered, eyes full of hope staring at him.

"...", Seeing Saki occasionally sticking out her tongue to cool off in the narrow, stuffy storage room, Hachiman suddenly fell silent.

Ursula had always been thinking of escaping the collar of servitude, even now with her whole body restrained, she hadn't given up.

Yet Saki, unsatisfied with just the bracelet, wanted to wear a collar?

Should he say "as expected of you," you P*rvy disciplinary committee girl.

'On the surface, a disciplinary committee member, but secretly submitting to her master's desires,' Saki didn't mind Hachiman's strange gaze. On the contrary, she got even more excited explaining her thoughts.

"You're a disciplinary committee member. Isn't wearing a collar a bit much? The bracelet looks more normal."

Hachiman looked speechlessly at Saki, who wanted to publicly reveal her deviant side.

The Sympathy Wristband had been carefully designed so it could be worn long-term without raising suspicion.

Although collars could be worn as accessories, like Kitagawa Marin liked to wear a stylish one, she was a gyaru, so it made sense. For someone like Saki, a disciplinary committee member, it would be too out of place.

Yet, facing his doubts, Saki replied without hesitation.

"Then just have all the disciplinary committee members wear collars."

This girl… this p*rverted?

Seeing Saki trying to drag all her fellow committee members into collar-wearing, Hachiman went silent.

Unlike Kamijou Maki, who liked dancing on the edge of exposure, Saki seemed to prefer dragging others down with her into p*rversion.

But... since now all the disciplinary committee members were enforcing custom activity-style punishment on him, aside from rare exceptions like Kotegawa Yui, most of them already knew about his relationship with Saki and the others.

They might even join one by one, like Saki and Sakurai Hana.

With so many committee members, he couldn't play the punishment game with each of them all the time, obviously, they'd all need Sympathy Wristbands.

And if there were other hidden p*rverts like Saki, wanting to upgrade to collars, it might be worth considering.

Pure and upright in public, a disciplinary committee girl with a collar around her neck that could activate at any time… hiss…

Got to admit, Saki, the P*rvy disciplinary committee girl, really knew how to play.

"Then it's settled! I'll wait for my master to give me a collar~"

Noticing Hachiman's silent response, Saki immediately changed her address to "master," clinging tightly to him, her dainty nose intoxicated by his indescribably addictive scent.

She'd always known she was a p*rvert. She had plenty of self-awareness in that regard.

She had simply kept it repressed, waiting for someone who would accept her, approve of her, and spoil her.

But now that she'd found Hachiman, she realized things were a little different than what she had fantasized.

The out-of-control impulses threatening to overwhelm her sanity had suddenly been subdued.

Not just suppressed in a temporary way, but calmed.

Just by leaning on Hachiman, breathing in his scent, she felt like a well-behaved pet.

And that very thought made her more excited, more eager to deepen their connection.

"I'll have Lala make a few more resonance collars. What color do you want, Saki?"

Hachiman stroked her head and toyed with her soft cheeks, sighing as she clung to him like a puppy.

He had known Saki was a hardcore p*rvert, but now that she was truly obsessed with him, he couldn't help feeling a little exasperated.

Maybe he should introduce her to Kamijou Maki, they'd surely have a lot to talk about.

They were both top-class p*rverts. And they both had sisters… who seemed P*rvy too.

"Black… just black is fine…", Saki gently caught her breath and shifted position to sit in his lap with her back to him. Then she suddenly turned around, eyes sparkling with hope.

"Master, can I keep the Sympathy Wristband? If the collar runs out of battery, the bracelet can last till the next day when Lala recharges us," The bracelet's battery didn't last long. If used continuously, it would be dead in half a day, she figured the collar would be the same.

To avoid a power outage at home and being cut off mid-session, she thought having the bracelet as backup was best.

"...You don't need to return the bracelet. Just charge them together later. But can your body handle it? The resonance effect doesn't restore stamina, if you overdo it, you'll end up in the hospital."

Hachiman pinched her flushed cheeks as punishment, sighing at her blushing face.

Was this idiot trying to die?

Girls didn't have long cooldowns like boys, once triggered, they could go off repeatedly in a short time.

Even trained swimmers like Hayase Saki, Narahashi Miki, Uenohara Ayano, and Tachibana Mikari couldn't last long.

Let alone someone like Saki who didn't exercise much.

Ichinose Ayano had once collapsed from overuse of the bracelet and ended up in the nurse's office. If she hadn't taken special supplements, she might have needed a hospital visit.

And although he had the "servant halo" now, which boosted the power of those who served him based on their loyalty and devotion, it also made them more sensitive.

If Saki really used up the collar and bracelet power nonstop day and night, she'd probably collapse too.

"Phew… It can be stopped anytime, right? I just want to keep it as backup."

Saki, legs already a bit weak under Hachiman's gaze, sat feebly on his lap, panting as she tried to explain.

She wasn't stupid. She knew the difference between a single indulgence and continuous indulgence. Their happy days were just beginning, why would she throw it all away for a fleeting thrill?

Her only regret was that she couldn't share the bracelet freely with her sister, or she would have let her sister experience their master's greatness too.

"Hope you really can stop when needed."

Seeing she still wanted it, Hachiman didn't try to dissuade her anymore.

He'd ask Lala to add a health-monitoring feature to auto-shut down the device when needed. This wasn't just some punishment tool anymore, it was now a disciplinary committee welfare item. Couldn't let them overdo it and end up in the hospital.

"Master is the best~ hehe~"

After resting a while and being nourished by his life force, Saki quickly recovered. Lying on the mat, she pulled out her phone from her uniform and checked the time. Seeing there was still half a period left before school ended, she cheerfully invited Hachiman to rehearse the collar ceremony.

———

At the gym storage room entrance.

'Am I really just keeping watch? I'm not like those cowardly committee members, I can help discipline Hikigaya-kun too…'

Kitamura Chika stood at the door, watching jealously, occasionally glancing back at the gym storage room, but it was too dark inside without lights. She could only imagine what was happening based on faint noises and flickering shadows.

She thought Asai Saki brought her along to help. That's why she gave up tennis practice and came.

Who would've guessed that "help" just meant standing guard, not even letting her join.

Didn't underclassman Hana say that Hachiman was super strong, even three disciplinary committee members couldn't take him down? Then why did Saki go alone?

Willing to lose her committee dignity just to hog him all to herself? That's way too selfish.

"Chika-senpai, what are you doing here?", Just as she was jealously envying Saki, a familiar voice rang in her ear.

Startled, Kitamura Chika quickly turned around, and saw two people standing behind her.

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