Classroom of the Rapists

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The next day, Horikita was at school.

　I thought she would take a rest, but it seemed Horikita was more resilient than I expected.

　But his complexion was pale.

　Ayanokoji, who was sitting next to her, called out to her in concern, but Horikita barely replied.

　In the end, he refused, saying, "I feel sick, so don't talk to me."

"Horikita-san, you should go to the nurse's office."

　Kushida, acting like a kind person, speaks to Horikita with a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry. Leave me alone."

"but"

"I'm telling you, that's none of your business. If it really doesn't work out, I'll rest. I'm here because I've decided that it's okay for me to be here."

　With that kind of comment, Kushida had no choice but to back down.

　Horikita, who rejected Kushida, was receiving hate from the girls in her class.

I felt like, "Kushida-san is so worried about me, so why is he acting like that?"

　Kushida may look sad on the surface, but I think she's sniggering inside, because she's the girl who destroyed her class in middle school.

　By the way, I don't have any friends. I'm a loner.

"It's rape. It's rape."

　You're not my friend.

　You're too noisy, so shut up. I can't hear the lesson.

　And so it's lunchtime.

　Horikita was eating the sandwich she had bought at her seat.

　At that moment, her cell phone vibrated slightly.

　Horikita places the sandwich on the wrapper before checking her phone.

　His face turns completely blue in an instant.

"Hey, what's up?"

　Ayanokoji, noticing something strange, calls out.

"...It's nothing."

"It doesn't seem like it at all, but what's really wrong? There's something strange about you today."

"If something happens to me, it's none of your business."

"It does matter. We're classmates."

"That's called a stranger."

　Horikita said coldly and put the half-eaten sandwich into a bag.

　On the way out of the classroom, he throws the bag in the trash. He seems to have lost his appetite.

　I was sending a message to Horikita's cell phone.

"Come to the Oriental Philosophy Study Group. If you don't come, I'll send your picture to the whole class."

　The Eastern Philosophy Study Group was a club that was disbanded many years ago due to a lack of members.

　It was meant to be a clubroom for another club, but for some reason it has been left abandoned for years. One theory is that a teacher at the school is an alumnus of that club, and he is lobbying to somehow keep the clubroom open. Is there some kind of backroom deal that has caused Chairman Horikita to allow it?

　A convenient vacant room.

　Horikita, who had been called there, was looking around suspiciously.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"--!"

　I called out as I entered the room.

　He was wearing a mask today as well. Horikita seemed frightened by it.

　Still, he glares at me boldly.

"How dare you threaten me with a photo like that?"

"You surely aren't the type who wouldn't understand what that means, are you?"

"...that's the worst."

　Horikita sighed.

　Then she looks at me with a challenging look and speaks.

"He has black hair. He's of medium build and a well-trained physique. Judging from the new uniform, he's probably a freshman. Since he targeted me on the first day of school, it's highly likely that we're in the same class."

"Excellent. You're very observant. So, what's my name?"

　When I clapped my hands mockingly, Horikita gritted her teeth in frustration.

"If I press charges, you will be expelled. No, you will be tried as a criminal."

"Then why don't you give it a try? Maybe my brother will comfort you kindly."

"---, this has nothing to do with you!"

"It does matter. If your brother finds out that you were defiled by a man he doesn't know where you came from, he'll be overjoyed to have you expelled."

"...But..."

　It seems impossible to argue.

　It was something that could actually happen.

　Horikita's complex about her brother is her weak point.

　To Horikita Manabu, Horikita Suzune is an unworthy younger sister.

　They even want to kick him out of school because it's a disgrace to the family.

　I walked towards Horikita and found her cornered against the wall.

　He puts his hands in the pockets of Horikita's skirt.

　When I took out my phone, I found that a recording app was running. I closed the app and deleted the audio data.

"It was a futile resistance."

"...Why would you do something like this?"

"If you meet a beautiful woman, you want to rape her. That's what they say."

　The transparent old man in the room nodded in agreement.

　... I'm getting turned off, so I wish it would go away. "You should say rape, not rape," they say. Shut up.

"If you want to have sex with a woman, you should go through the proper procedures to date her. There is nothing justifying your actions. You are just imposing your own selfish desires on her."

"Yes, it's the imposition of desire. So what?"

"...!"

　It's as pointless as trying to persuade Islamic fundamentalist terrorists to make peace.

　Horikita looks up at me and glares.

　Although she was making it clear that she had no intention of obediently following orders, that was her limit.

　I left sticky fingerprints all over Horikita's room.

　If I get accused of using it to break into a house, I'm finished.

　Or pick up a hair and submit it.

　I still have doubts about whether this school would go to such lengths in conducting scientific investigations, but the evidence they could use to indict me has already been presented to Horikita.

　Just insist that the blackmail photo is a composite.

　Once an investigation into the theft begins, the photo becomes ineffective. The investigation will not stop even if the photo is spread. If the photo is spread to cover up the crime, expulsion will not be enough. In other words, it is a situation where you can win if you take the initiative.

　However, Horikita hadn't given that any thought at all.

　In this case, Kushida is even scarier. There's a sense of uncertainty about what she'll do.

　Shiina Hiyori from class C is smart. She'll crush me using the methods mentioned above.

　Honami Ichinose from class B is also a tricky character. She shouldn't be seen as just a good person.

　As for Sakayanagi Arisu, who is in Class A, if he makes a wrong move, he will likely be ruined.

　In that respect, Horikita isn't scary at all.

　That's probably why the chairman doesn't think highly of him.

"Put your hands on the table and stick your butt out."

"No. Why me?"

　I smiled and poked Horikita's stomach.

　This is the place where I got punched in the stomach yesterday.

　When I lifted his jacket I saw he had bruises. Poor guy. That must have hurt.

　I gently stroke the bruise.

"...Ah, no."

　Just that made Horikita's body relax.

　My waist gave way and I ended up sitting on the floor. I had planned to fuck her from behind today, but it seemed impossible.

"I don't have much time, so I'll get this done quickly."

　He lifts up Horikita's skirt.

　Then I noticed that my underwear was wet and yellow. I burst out laughing.

"Oh come on, did you leak it? You're a high school student, aren't you?"

"... Stop it. I don't want this anymore."

　I wet each other's genitals with lotion before inserting myself.

　A hard cock the size of a black man sinks into a girl who has just lost her virginity.

"Ahhh.... No...."

　Horikita's vagina was stretched to its limits.

　Poor thing. Horikita will probably not be able to feel anything from a Japanese-sized cock anymore.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh."

　Horikita was panting as her body was being shaken.

　She wasn't feeling anything. She was simply letting out a reflexive cry as her vagina was being rubbed.

"Stop! Stop! This is a crime! Noooooo!"

　She was saying something, but when I poked her in the back, Horikita screamed.

　I was shaking my hips vigorously in order to make it to my next class on time.

　Horikita had been swearing at me at first, but by the end she was sobbing.

"Ahhh... no, no... no more..."

　He continues to rock his hips for about ten minutes before pumping his semen inside Horikita.

"Okay, I'm going to cum inside you."

"Nooooo! Don't let it out!"

　I pressed my hips together and sighed, trying to get every last drop into her.

"...No...Why..."

　With just the head of my penis inside Horikita, I stroked it with my hand, squeezing out every last drop of semen that was left in her urethra.

"... Stop it, don't let it out anymore."

　Horikita covered her face with her hands and began to cry.

"Take the morning-after pill."

　I placed the medicine on the desk and returned to the classroom, leaving Horikita behind.

"Nice rape! It's about time for the next girl--"

　The old man was saying something but I paid him no attention.

　A week has passed since I started school.

　I'm still alone. No one talks to me. Why?

"Ahh, ahh, ahh."

　Late at night.

　Today I was raping Horikita again.

　For the first few days, Horikita also resisted by double-locking the door and building barricades, but when a nude photo of her with her face blurred was posted on the school bulletin board and someone took a photo of it and emailed it to her, she soon came out.

　I took the picture with my cell phone and immediately removed it, so no one saw it. When I explained this to her, Horikita seemed relieved and started crying.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh, yay."

　His erect penis goes in and out of his vagina, wet with love juice.

　Ever since he took her virginity, he had been violating her every day without fail.

　I guess I'm getting used to sex now and feeling better.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

　Horikita's body was white, without a single blemish.

　She's a beautiful girl, slender but not small-breasted.

　I grabbed her moderately sized breasts and rolled her nipples with my tongue.

"Ahhh! No! Ahh, don't suck it!"

　Horikita squirms as her nipples are sucked.

"Oh, I'm coming. I'm gonna let it out."

　When I muttered, Horikita's eyes widened.

　But she didn't say anything. She had given up after being ejaculated into so many times.

　He grabs Horikita's thighs and slams his hips into her.

　He pressed his glans against the cervix and poured in milky white liquid.

"--!"

　In an instant, Horikita's right hand reached out for my mask.

"Hey hey."

　I grabbed Horikita's wrist with a wry smile.

　There was no room for carelessness or openings. It seemed like she was waiting for the right moment to ejaculate.

　At the moment of ejaculation, there is inevitably a gap.

　If I wasn't the Mary Sue of rape, I would have been exposed.

"That's no good, Horikita Suzune. Did you not train her enough?"

"Hi."

　I put my fingers on Horikita's nipples. She clung to me with a desperate look on her face.

"I'm sorry! It was just a spur of the moment thing I did!"

　Once, when she tried to take my phone out of my pocket, I punished her by pulling both of her nipples as hard as I could.

　At that time Horikita was screaming that her nipples were going to get torn off and it was hilarious.

"I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I won't do it again!"

　I gently stroked Horikita's head, who was trembling with fear.

　Scare them first, then be nice to them. It was a yakuza-like tactic.

"...a"

"It won't happen again."

"Y-Yes. Thank you."

　I sat on the bed and pointed to my dick.

"Then, as an apology, you can give me oral sex. Can you do that?"

"...yes"

　Horikita kneels in front of me.

　She began to lick my cock with her clumsy tongue.

"Good, keep it up."

　To be honest, it didn't feel good at all. Horikita's blowjob was poor, but I praised her and gave her kind words to encourage her.

"That's the cock that was in your vagina. How does it feel?"

"...It's so big."

"I see. I'll give you another one later, so make sure you wet it well so it doesn't dry out."

"I know. This is fine, right?"

　Horikita looked up, opened her mouth and stuffed the cock into her mouth.

　If she doesn't keep it wet, she'll end up in trouble later. So Horikita doesn't cut corners.

"Should we resume soon?"

"...a"

　He picked up Horikita and laid her on the bed.

"Um, um."

"What?"

"At least be gentle with me."

　I hesitated for a moment, but decided to ignore it and go ahead and insert it.

"Ahh... it's big..."

　Horikita's genitals had accepted mine dozens of times, and they had completely expanded to accommodate the size of my cock. At first it was just tight, but now it felt like her vagina was gently wrapping around my cock.

"Ugh, ugh.... ahhh.... ahhhh!"

　As he slowly moved in and out, Horikita let out a sad sigh.

　Her delicate body turns crimson red.

　Gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts, the sound of his hips slamming into her echoed through the room.

　Horikita is also getting used to sex.

　She seemed confused by her body being sensitive against her will.

"No, aah, ahhh, ahhhh."

　Horikita shook her head.

　I grabbed her chin and took her lips. We exchanged sloppy saliva.

"...Ah, ahh...this is because I'm being threatened...aaaahh!"

　Horikita muttered, trying to make excuses to herself.

　I pushed my dick in to get it out of the way.

"Ahh, no, that's too intense! I told you I'd be gentle!"

"I didn't say that."

"You liar! You liar! Nooooooo!"

　As she picked up the pace, Horikita's hair was flying about.

　Her naked white body is stained crimson.

　Her moderately sized breasts were undulating and swaying due to the intense thrusts.

　It was a magnificent view. My urge to ejaculate was growing stronger.

"Aaaahh! I'm coming..."

　Horikita's body throbbed violently.

　It seems she has reached orgasm. But I haven't ejaculated yet. I continue to move my hips regardless.

"Wait! I just came... Nooooo!"

　A dry, crackling sound echoes throughout the room.

　Love juices were flowing endlessly from her secret place.

"Aaahh! Aaahh, Aaahh! Oh no! I'm coming again! I'm coming!"

"Just hold on a little longer. I'm almost there too."

"Ahh, no! I can't stand it! No more!"

　Horikita clings to my body and starts convulsing.

　The timing was a bit off. Oh well, it can't be helped.

"Okay, let's put it out."

　At that moment I also ejaculated.

　Horikita clung to me and bit her lip.

　The glans and cervix kiss as if they are making love to each other.

　The vagina tightly squeezed the cock, squeezing out every last drop of semen. What a lewd pussy it had become.

"...Haa...haa...ah"

　They hold each other for a while, savoring the lingering pleasure, before pulling out his penis.

　He thought he had poured it all into her uterus, but semen was still overflowing from her gaping vagina.

　Horikita closed her eyes and sighed heavily.

　I could do more, but I have school tomorrow. That's all for today.

"Let's call it a day."

　Horikita didn't even have the time to reply, she just looked up at me exhausted.

　If you keep going like this you'll catch a cold.

　I sighed, dried Horikita's sweaty body with a towel, covered her with the blanket, and left the room. Horikita had closed her eyes and was breathing heavily in her sleep. What a woman to make a man take care of her.

　The old man looked at me with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"rape?"

"That's rape."

　No matter how you look at it, it's rape. I threatened Horikita and raped her.

　He cums inside her as much as he wants. Recently, Horikita has been taking the pill of her own accord.

"Why don't you rape other girls?"

"I have my own reasons."

　Horikita is a clever woman.

　If he calmed down, he might be able to come up with a way to defeat me.

　So I don't give her any time and I rape her until she submits to me.

"Hmm, I guess there's no other way. They say rape doesn't happen in a day."

　I don't think he would say that.

　The Romans were furious about that too.

　There was a swimming pool during school classes.

　It's still April and swimming lessons are in session. No one seems to find it strange.

　In the original work, Ayanokoji felt something was off, but it was hard to tell because his expression was so blank.

　The boys were excited and upset about the girls' swimsuits.

　The swimming competition started, and even though I slacked off, I still came in third place.

　As expected, it's a cheat body.

　I wasn't really trying to stand out though. Glance, glance.

　The girls didn't cheer particularly loudly.

　I was rooting for Hirata. He's got a good personality too. I can't help it.

"You're doing pretty well."

　Sudo slaps me on the back repeatedly.

　Stop it. I have no intention of being friends with you.

　A few days passed like this, and finally May arrived.

　This is the commotion over points not being deposited.

　In the original story, 100,000 points, something like electronic money, were transferred to April. The students were spending lavishly, thinking that they would receive 100,000 points every month. Of course, the world is not that easy.

　During class, I would touch my phone, play games, talk, put on makeup, eat lunch early, sleep, etc., and I would accumulate penalties and lose points. Finally, I had zero points for this month.

　Chabashira-sensei made fun of the students and called them dropouts. The best students were assigned to classes A and D was left out. He sarcastically said that they were the first students to be so poor.

　As a result, the class is in wake mode.

　Then, Hirata suggested that the class try to increase their points, but Sudo refused, saying that he couldn't keep up with it. Even if they stopped being late or talking, their points would not be less than zero. So, he thought that it would be better to just keep skipping classes.

　However, doing so would mean all the points you gained would be wiped out.

　Sudo was frowned upon by everyone in his class.

　It seemed unlikely that Sudo's behavior would change until he found a way to increase his points.

　And so it's night time.

"Are you planning on doing it again today?"

　They descend from the roof on a rope and enter the room through the balcony.

　Horikita frowned in displeasure as I entered the room.

"No, I'll skip it for today."

　You probably need a break every now and then.

　I was tired too because I was raping her every day.

"Then why don't you go home? I feel sick breathing the same air as you."

"Are you that unhappy about being assigned to D class?"

"You're no longer hiding the fact that we're in the same class."

"Sudo is a troublesome guy."

　I shrugged.

　When I gave her the information, Horikita's eyes widened in surprise. Even though it was meaningless information, she probably thought it could be used to counterattack me.

"So you were in D class too."

　Now that we know that, what will happen? Horikita's position remains unchanged.

　Even if Horikita knew my name, she wouldn't be able to do anything. I can assure you of that.

　But sometimes it's necessary to give them hope, because we don't want them to give up on themselves.

　I opened the fridge and poured myself a cup of barley tea.

　Horikita silently put pressure on me in response to my bold, thief-like attitude.

　Your fingerprints are all over it. Don't you notice?

　I put the cup on the sink.

"...What are you here for?"

"I thought we'd make some small talk."

"I have no interest in conversing with a rapist. Can you please go home?"

　She has a cold attitude. If I confront her, she'll become affectionate.

　I sat down on the bed next to Horikita.

Are you aiming for A class?

"Yes. I have no intention of settling for last place."

"That's a long story."

　Will the lowest class D be able to get promoted to class A by the time they graduate?

　As someone who hasn't read the original work to the end, I have no idea how that will play out.

　Well, it doesn't really matter to me.

　I don't care if the original story gets messed up.

　The woman has to be raped anyway. The story will fall apart eventually. So even if he is careful, it will be a waste of effort.

"Would you be happy if I failed and got expelled?"

"Yes. I'll feel better without you here."

"I see. That's a pity."

"Ah."

　I held Horikita close. She had just gotten out of the bath and she smelled like shampoo.

"Stop it. Let go."

　Horikita resisted for a while, but eventually gave up and relaxed her body.

"What is this now?"

"It's good to have something like this every now and then."

"...I don't know. Don't ask me."

　Horikita blushed and looked away. Cute.

　Dumbledore was furious on the balcony.

　If things continue like this, they'll be purged. ...I guess it's about time.

"Hey."

　Horikita, who was in my arms, muttered softly.

"Are you sure you're not going to do anything today?"

　There's a slight hint of hope.

　I smiled and kissed her lips.

　Horikita stared at me with tearful eyes.

　I ignored her and got up from the bed.

"...a"

　Horikita will have to wait for a while.

　Leaving Horikita staring at me with regret, I left the room.