I stepped out of the fence erected at the base and headed past the stone wall, walking for a while alongside Fukaho.
“Sousuke-san, how much ‘stone material’ do you need?”
“Stone and wood are pretty valuable resources, so I can never have too much of them… but for now, I just want enough in case we might use some tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
I explained to Fukaho how the stone material would be used.
”…I see. It might actually be a valid strategy. If there’s one concern, it’s that… you could potentially incur the hatred of the other students.”
She looked at me with eyes full of worry.
“We’re all fighting over a single ‘Return Right,’ so the atmosphere among the participating students is bound to get tense no matter what. If that’s the case, it’s still better to reduce the number of direct confrontations.”
“That… might be true, but…”
“No, I appreciate you worrying about me, and I intend to take some precautionary measures just in case.”
”…Yes. If you can keep your identity hidden, the resentment would fall on a ‘mysterious figure’ rather than on you personally, wouldn’t it?”
“Exactly. That would be the ideal outcome.”
In game event leaderboards, player names are sometimes made public, so all I can do is hope that doesn’t apply to this event.
Winner — Kouno Sousuke.
If that were announced, no matter what kind of tricks or fabrications I pulled, I’d end up earning the resentment of all the participants.
At least if it was me who got caught in that, it would still be acceptable.
I wanted to avoid my companions suffering such a fate.
“Sousuke-san, do you think you’d want to go home as soon as possible?”
“Hm? No, honestly, I don’t mind my current life.”
Of course, there are times when I think about my family or things back on Earth.
But if you believe in the Mystery Blackboard, time isn’t passing.
If we return, we’ll wake up on the morning of the day after our transfer.
Once I knew that, I felt much more at ease.
Though for the Mystery Blackboard, which wants to observe desert island life, perhaps that was its aim all along.
“Right. Actually, it’s the same for me. It’s thanks to everyone, and to you, Sousuke-san.”
“We’ve been helped out in various ways by Fukaho too.”
“Thank you. I’m glad you feel that way.”
Fukami’s demeanor had softened considerably.
At school, she was often perceived as harsh, driven by a dual desire to uphold the rules and ensure everyone else did so; yet it wasn’t that she wanted to be strict in the first place.
Perhaps this version of her was closer to who she truly was.
”…Ah, right here should do.”
One might call it a cliff top or an elevated platform, with a broad space stretching out above the drop-off, but for now, he intended to carve away a section of the edge.
Naturally, he had kept his distance to ensure that any falling rocks wouldn’t cause damage.
At this range, even if something were to go wrong, he would have plenty of time to stow it away using “Itemization.”
“With the power of a Wind Blade, we’ll have to chip away at it little by little, but are you okay with that?”
“Aah, no problem. I hadn’t given it much thought, but what you called ‘Itemization’ seems to be the crux of this ability. For instance, if I gather a few thousand pebbles, I can consolidate them into a ‘rock.’”
Regardless of the size produced by magic, he could reshape it into his ideal form afterward.
”…That is truly amazing. So, after creating ‘kindling,’ you can revert it back to ‘wood,’ and you can even create ‘seawater’ from ‘salt,’ ‘water,’ and ‘brine’?”
“Yes. While the output through the ability won’t be identical to what it would be when disassembled, it is certainly possible.”
To be precise, it doesn’t actually ‘restore’ things; rather, it ‘recreates’ them anew.
It remains, fundamentally, a Crafting ability.
“Then there was no need for me to worry about the size of the materials. I’ll dismantle it from one end.”
“Ah, please do.”
Over the past few days, despite the constant sound of felling trees, no one had come close.
That didn’t mean they could let their guard down, but with Mashiro at the base camp and Fukhou here, they were in a position to handle anything that came up.
They had her dismantle the rocks for a while, then used the ability to ‘store’ them one after another.
”…Amazing. Everything fit inside. You’re really lucky to have such an exceptional ability.”
“Yes. Well, from my perspective, it’s impressive that Senryu and Fukhou’s magic has no usage limits, too.”
“It is indeed true that the concept of running out of mana doesn’t exist for them.”
“That’s the thing. In games, you usually struggle to manage your MP—your mana pool—especially in the early game, so it feels quite surprising.”
While struggling with resources like that could be part of the fun in a game, having to worry about running out of mana in reality would be anything but enjoyable. Honestly, he was grateful for the limitation.
“Well, shall we head back now? Are we still needed?”
”…Ah, no, I’m fine. It’s just that… um…”
“Sōsuke-san?”
I couldn’t stop my heart from pounding wildly in my chest.
Come to think of it, this might be the first time I’ve taken the initiative.
Up until now, either the mood had reached a certain point naturally, or the women tended to be the ones moving with more intent.
But simply waiting for things to happen wasn’t good enough.
I needed to be the one taking action myself.
“I-I’m…!”
I threw my arms around Fukaho from behind.
She smelled of soap, perhaps, or maybe a herbal, refreshing scent.
“Hya! …S-Sōsuke-san…”
“Um, you said earlier that if… I felt like it, I could call on you anytime, right?”
I heard Fukaho swallow hard.
“W-Well… y-you did say that, actually.”
“If I asked you now… would that be a no?”
“N-No. It’s not… it makes me happy.”
“R-Really? I mean, you didn’t have to ask, but… please don’t overdo it.”
Fukami gently stroked my arm where it encircled her waist, caressing it with affection.
“No, it truly makes me happy. It’s just that… I was afraid you might not invite me again.”
Sora’s anxiety had been well-founded.
“No, like I said before, I think of Fukami as a charming woman.”
“Even if Sosei says it, words are just words.”
Both words and actions matter.
But perhaps one alone isn’t enough.
They are like the two wheels of a cart; if either is missing, human relationships cannot run smoothly.
“So, taking action was the right call, then?”
“Yes… my heart is pounding and my body feels light and floaty… a-and also…”
“What is it?”
「Sousuke-san’s pe… its, it’s hitting my butt…」
「…I, I got aroused from the position」
「I, I see. Since we made a promise, may I… help you ejaculate?」
「Thank you. And then, that is… there’s something I want to ask Fukaho about」 「Oh?
Please, go ahead and tell me anything」
“Would you mind placing your hand on that tree over there?”
Shinpo froze for a moment.
「Huh? …So, Sousuke-san? That is, I think it would be better to wait until we can extract latex from the rubber trees to get condoms… well, with your ‘crafting ability,’ you could make some yourself, right…」
From Fukaho’s words, I realized I had made a complete misapprehension.
—Or rather, does being able to craft one mean you wouldn’t refuse?
My arousal broke past its limits, but somehow keeping my composure, I spoke to Fukaho.
「I, It’s alright. Sorry for startling you.
The ‘from behind’ thing is… um, what I’m asking is… p, I want you to sandwich it」 「S-Sandwich it?」
To put it simply, I explained that I wanted him to hold the rod between his thighs in a posture like he was fucking me from behind.
It’s commonly known as a straddle position, but it’s not hard to understand why Fukaho didn’t get it right away.
”…I see, I get it. The pressure of clamping your thighs creates a sense of confinement, providing pleasure through simulated sexual intercourse.”
“Ah… yeah…”
“I understand now. S-sorry for the misunderstanding.”
“No, on my end too… sorry for worrying you.”
Fukhou approached a nearby tree, placed her hands on the trunk, and presented her buttocks to me.
I rolled up Fukhou’s long skirt and tucked it around her waist.
”…Ugh. T-this feels like a very lewd position.”
“It’s incredibly sexy.”
I undid my lower half, grasped my erected member with my hand, and positioned it against the boundary of Fukhou’s thighs and her panties.
“Huh? S-Sousuke-san. It feels… bigger than yesterday…”
“Ahh… well, Chiyu cast a ‘Vitality Enhancement’ spell on me earlier.”
“Ah, I see, that’s how it is.”
“So… one round might not be enough.”
“Hn. Y-yes, leave it to me. Just… since I’m embarrassed, please try not to look at my butt too much.”
I had noticed it, but had also been careful not to touch it up until now.
Chiyu, petite in stature but boasting the largest breasts of them all.
Shion, whose slender yet firm body is every man’s favorite.
And Soko, with her absolutely gorgeous figure.
And Fuka, who usually hides it under her skirt but possesses a very large ass.
“No, I like it, though.”
“…R-really? I hate you being so considerate about it?”
“No, I’m serious. It has nothing to do with the enhancement magic or anything; I’m freaking out over how much I like it.”
“I-i mean, if that’s the case then… well, um, look as much as you want…”
Unable to resist her bashful voice, he thrust his cock in.
“Ah… It so good… being filled…”
Fuka let out a wistful sound, but as mentioned before, she was only straddling him in the air.
However, the pressure of her soft skin and closed thighs was incredibly pleasurable.
It was also appreciated that she relaxed her muscles just enough to take care of the friction issue.
After that, they continued slowly thrusting in and out for a while.
The massive shaft plunged to the hilt, piercing through the thigh area for an instant where the tip was exposed to the air, turning cold. But as it was pulled out, the sensation of being warmed up again by her thigh was pleasantly relieving.
As I repeated this pull-in-pull-out motion many times, my pre-cum filled the inside of her thigh, acting as a lubricant.
Confirming that she was ready, I immediately increased the speed.
“Mmph… fff… ah, ah… Soosuke, your movements are… so rough…”
“I’ll stop if it hurts you…!”
“N-no, I’m fine. Go ahead, do whatever you like. Ah, please move in the way that gets you most excited.”
The fact that she was allowing me to do this to her stirred my arousal even further, especially considering how serious and dedicated she had been at school during our previous encounters.
When I grabbed Shinpo’s large, soft, yet firm ass cheeks, they sank down into the shape of my fingers.
It was unbearably erotic, and the force with which I thrust into her hips grew stronger.
In response, it felt as though the slick wetness inside her thigh was rising.
Gazing down vaguely with my dumbfounded mind, I saw a stain-like spread expanding on Shinpo’s panties.
Had my pre-cum leaked onto them, or was it…
“Sousuke……! So strong…… so fucking strong…… do more to me…… use me more…… just fuck me however you want……!”
“Fukubou……!”
She, too, seemed to be losing her composure under the stimulation, her voice growing ragged and broken.
“I love you…… I f-fuck you so much……! I l-love it when you fuck me……!”
The heavy, rumbling pressure in my gut told me that climax was imminent.
An impossible amount had been built up between my legs, signaling that the release was complete and inevitable. “Fukubao……!
I’m coming……!”
“Put it out wherever you want…… anywhere……!”
Pulling my cock out at the very last second, I shot a massive load of white fluid directly onto her ass while she was still wearing her underwear.
“Ah……! It’s hot……! Fssss, fssss, fssss, pshh, pshh.”
Fukubao dutifully called out “pshh” with every single spurt of white fluid that splattered onto her body.
It might have been ten times over. It may have reached twenty.
Her scrupulous nature was what made this specific act so incredibly erotic.
I had been left in a state of blissful blankness, as if I’d even vomited out my ability to think, but once I had finished emptying myself entirely, my consciousness began to snap back into focus.
“I, incredible… It was amazing yesterday too, but today it’s simply monstrous…”
There was no way the thing I had so thoroughly soiled on Shinhou’s massive ass could deflate.
“Shinhou, I’m sorry… please do it one more time.”
Hearing my words, Shinhou trembled violently.
For a moment, I thought she might have been feeling the chill in the air, but as she turned just her head, there was a lewd light burning in her eyes.
“You can do as much lewdness to me as it takes to satisfy you, Sou-suke-kun.”
Naturally, I took her up on the offer.
I would end up pounding away until she finally screamed out that she couldn’t take any more.
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