[Multiverse] Sex System In Classroom of The Elite

I walked up to Ibuki and stood in front of her.

Her face was ruthlessly being used by Ichika and I couldn't help but enjoy the sight. Ichika was using Ibuki's small breasts for support as she moaned and grinded her pussy against her face.

I kneeled in front of Ibuki and aimed my cock at her entrance before turning the invisibility cloak off. Ibuki couldn't see anything because of Ichika's ass on her face but Ichika's eyes widened seeing me.

However, there wasn't much surprise present.

That was a given.

"Did you know I was still here?" My voice caused Ibuki to shiver in fright, she started sobbing and crying. Her reaction seemed to have a greater effect on Ichika as she moaned.

She blushed and grinned, "I didn't know you were a peeping tom, Mister!" She said while eyeing me playfully.

Though I could see she was trying to sense my reaction to her behavior. I chuckled and taking that as a positive sign she continued, "I made a lucky guess! Hehe… mmh!"

The sounds of her moans were strangely arousing.

Hmm, I wouldn't be surprised if there was vocal training in their course. The 5th Generation was geared towards communication and socialisation if I remember correctly.

I rammed my dick straight into Ibuki's pussy and hit her womb. Her body trembled as her legs jerked up in the air. I grabbed her legs and held them close to my chest and continued to thrust inside her.

Her athletic pussy was really masterful in gripping my cock, or rather the fact I could manipulate my cock however I wished was a really overpowered gift. No matter the kind of pussy I fucked I could instantly fill it.

Like a key to a keylock.

In this case, my key was a master key that could unlock any kind of lock, no matter the shape or size.

Grunting I filled her pussy with my cum and let out a relieved sigh. Ibuki's legs dropped down from my chest onto the floor with a thud. I didn't take my time but going by how her legs were twitching she was wrecked regardless.

Ichika didn't say a word as she eyed my actions curiously.

The Whiteroom students were indeed isolated and being in such a competitive environment it was bound they were unable to behave like normal people.

After Ayanokoji's splendid display of laziness, the Whiteroom understood that the children being trained needed to have a drive.

They couldn't be emotionless husks.

They always knew this.

The Fourth Generation that was taught the Beta Course wasn't meant for the children to actually survive. That's how resolute Ayanokoji's father was.

He wanted to sacrifice his child.

But Ayanokoji turned out to be a whole different can of worms.

The rest of the students after the Fourth Generation of the Whiteroom were trained at a lower level but with more communication.

That's why Ichika had developed a mischievous personality and an inferior complex that not only she but anyone from the Whiteroom would have regarding Ayanokoji.

For the students of Whiteroom it was deeply instilled that winning was everything, it wasn't an ideology unique to Ayanokoji.

Her lack of morality was something I could mold however I wanted.

Casting Clean on myself I got up.

"Are you leaving already?" Ichika seemed a bit miffed.

"I told you I had stuff to do. Were it not for the amusing gift you showed me I would've been gone earlier."

Putting on my uniform I sent a message to one of my 'friends'.

Ichika pouted and I chuckled.

Walking up to her I gave her a gentle kiss, surprising her.

"I'll play with you later." Smiling at her I briefly glanced at Toilet-chan whose face was being squashed under Ichika's ass, clicking my tongue in pity I left.

…

Tatsuya hummed a merry tune as he walked along the path to school.

He had long stopped attending classes.

There was nothing of interest left.

The only reason he even attended a few lessons was to have Horikita's handmade lunch and tease her. He had also been giving Chabashira-sensei dirty glances.

She didn't even bother taking roll calls for him when he was absent nor did she try to explain to the class the demerits of tardiness.

Thinking of the busty teacher, Tatsuya chuckled.

Shaking his head, he looked at the time, it was half past 5 PM.

"Aren't I a generous friend?"

Since the meeting was at 6 PM he decided to stroll the grocery store along the path ahead.

Was it because he needed to buy something?

No.

It was an entirely different reason.

Inside the shop was a group of students he was familiar with. Involuntarily a smile crept up his face as he stood in front of them.

The group of students also noticed him and froze in their tracks.

Two members of the group, a boy and a girl, were particularly shaken.

The boy looked at him coldly while the girl looked at him with fear.

"It's been a while, eh? Hirata." He didn't bother greeting Karuizawa, Shinohara and her group of girls.

Till now Tatsuya hadn't made any public contact with Karuizawa.

Both of them remained silent.

Shinohara and the girls understood Hirata's behavior but what struck them odd was Karuizawa. She was shaking and anyone could tell it was out of sheer fear.

Was Yamamoto Tatsuya worth fearing?

For Class D that was absolutely the case.

But seeing the Queen Bee of the girls behave like this was a bit exaggerated.

"So you refuse to talk with me? I considered you a friend."

Hirata deeply glanced at Tatsuya and shook his head.

He turned to Karuizawa and the girls before smiling weakly, "Let's leave."

He didn't even bother replying to Tatsuya.

"Ah…" Karuizawa was a bit stunned but she gathered herself, "Y-yeah, let's go."

Apprehensive, the group left quickly and soon Tatsuya was standing alone inside the shop. The clerk behind the counter seemed to be confused by their interaction.

Tatsuya sighed and shook his head.

It wasn't the first time he had tried mending his relationship with Hirata.

There was only so much sex one could have in a day.

There were times when even Tatsuya wanted friends to joke and laugh with. Days after days of nothing eventually turned stale and boring.

He wondered if the next world would be exciting.

Grabbing a can of coke he drank it along the rest of the way before tossing it in the garbage bin. Entering the library he was instantly assaulted by the smell of ink.

Of course, the smell was merely his imagination.

He walked around before finding his 'friend'.

Waving his hand he smiled.

"Sorry, I got a bit late today, something happened along the way."

"O-Oh…"

Ichinose stuttered before lowering her head.

Tatsuya walked up to her and sat beside her. Ichinose stiffly took out her notebooks and Tatsuya grabbed one of them.

"Is it chemistry today? Organic? Hmm…" he brushed through the notebook page by page. The Mastery of High School Knowledge was a gift given to him by the system as a starting gift.

Tatsuya was originally in his second year of college before his phone blew up.

While he could still pass easily, getting good grades without studying would've been a headache. It's not like he had perfect memory or anything.

"I suppose no one's facing any nightmares now?"

Ichinose felt her face go pale as she smiled thinly.

"Yes," she answered weakly and Tatsuya subtly placed his hand on her soft thigh, lightly caressing her. He could feel Ichinose tense up and chuckled as he picked another notebook and read through it.

All the while keeping his hand on her thigh.

Ichinose could only bite her lower lip and act normally.

This was actually the fourth study session she had organized with Tatsuya. For three hours Tatsuya would generously and sincerely tutor the students of Class B.

At first, the students of Class B disagreed. They didn't want to involve themselves with a student like Yamamoto who had shady rumors about him floating around.

But at Ichinose's instance, they finally agreed.

Tutoring Class B was one of Tatsuya's offers for fucking Ichinose.

The final exams were in a few days and Ichinose found it hard to decline Tatsuya's urging. No matter how his personality was it didn't change the fact he scored perfectly in all the first-term exams.

Ichinose's face slowly turned red as his fingers occasionally brushed past her private region.

Their study session began at 6:00 PM but Tatsuya forced Ichinose to come here in advance by thirty minutes and molested her till the rest of her class came.

Every day he would ask her if her classmates were facing nightmares before molesting her, as if trying to remind her that he was the reason her class was still functioning and Shibata was slowly recovering.

Could Ichinose refuse?

Certainly.

But would that end positively for her class?

Certainly not.

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