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I never imagined a word like "harem" would come out of the mouth of the dead-serious class president.

Fukaho, who had always been on the side of admonishing mixed-gender socializing that crossed into impurity, was now nestled inside my chest.

"Is... is it okay for Fukaho to...?"

"Y-Yes. The girls have already discussed it among themselves, and we're all on board. To begin with, 'impure mixed-gender socializing' is defined as any behavior that hinders the sound development of boys and girls. Now, if we were in peaceful Japan, one might say otherwise, but in this environment—on an desert island—the concept of 'sound development' simply doesn't apply."

When the era or location changes, the necessary rules change with it.

It's that old adage: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

In hindsight, it was obvious, but I feel like very few people can so smoothly switch off ingrained rules.

"I... see."

"Ikuno-kun is the central figure of this group. Even if you don't consciously discriminate between your comrades, allowing yourself to be leaned upon because of your kindness isn't healthy."

Shion had said something similar.

In her case, the fact that her ability to detect lies wasn't proving useful in the current situation was likely a factor, too...

Either way, it seemed both of them were convinced that since they had benefited far too much from me—making the situation unhealthy—the formation of a harem to correct that imbalance was acceptable.

"But Fukaho is already contributing amply enough with your magic and knowledge."

Hearing my words, Fukaho’s face twisted into a look of wounded distress.

“W-wait, so I really just don’t have enough charm?”

Realizing I’d led her on the wrong track, I shook my head vigorously.

“That’s absolutely not it. It’s not about that… I just don’t want you to make a choice out of dutifulness that will leave you regretting it once we’re back on Earth.”

Whether she did it willingly or was pushed into the corner, the same act could mean something entirely different.

“I wouldn’t regret it at all. From the start, I actually… had feelings for you, Tamano-kun.”

“Is that really true?”

“P-please don’t laugh, okay...?”

With that caveat, Fukaho began to speak.

It was about a particular day after class ended.

The teacher found it a hassle to carry the notes collected from the students to the staff room, so he dumped the whole task on the class committee.

It was his usual routine; normally, Fukaho, the class president, and the male vice-president would split up to transport them to the office, but... that day, the vice-president was absent.

But without even noticing this, the teacher left the classroom.

Forty notebooks were too many to carry at once.

Yet, because Fukaho often felt isolated by her classmates, she couldn't bring herself to ask anyone else for help.

I had been thinking that it would be best if I just handled the round trip alone.

"But, but... Kouno-kun spoke to me and offered his help."

"...Ah, I remember now. Yes, there was something like that."

"At that moment, I noticed the Vice Chairwoman was absent, and some of the girls were watching with smirks to see what I would do. I myself was unable to ask anyone for help. It was at such a time that Kouno-kun spoke to me, and it made me very happy."

"Maybe I helped just because Fukaho is beautiful."

"Heh, no you didn't. Since then, I've found myself looking at you more often, and I came to know that you help people as if it were the most natural thing in the world."

The reason Fukaho, who had had an unpleasant encounter with a pair of men after the transfer, trusted me so quickly when we regrouped was because of such circumstances.

"...Then, is it really okay?"

"Eh, yeah. Ah, with you... I wouldn't mind doing... lewd things... either..."

When she said something like that, expecting me to hold back was the impossible task.

I took Fukaho's hand and led her to the shade of a nearby tree.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think I can last until we get back to my place."

“Mmm. Y-yes, it’s fine. I think I’d have trouble concentrating at home too... worrying about when everyone else gets back...”

Locking eyes beneath the large tree, Fukaho closed her eyes, seemingly waiting for something.

I gently pressed my lips to hers, against her lustrous mouth.

“Mm... I, I actually did it... with you, Kunou-kun.”

The realization that Fukaho, who was so strict with herself and others, had accepted me in this aspect sparked an intense surge of excitement, leading me to overlap our lips again without thinking.

Fukaho’s face showed a hint of surprise, but she didn’t resist; instead, she simply accepted it.

Our breathing became heavy, and the intimacy of our embrace deepened.

Eventually, Fukaho opened her eyes, our gazes intertwining at close range.

Far from the sharp look I usually saw in her, she wore a dazed expression, lost in heat, with glazed eyes.

Knowing that I was the one bringing this out of her only heightened my arousal further.

“K-um... Kunou-kun, something is hitting my stomach...”

“I’m sorry. It’s just that Fukaho is too attractive for me to hold back...”

Fukami lowered her gaze, her eyes locking onto the bulge forming in my pants.

Then, she swallowed hard.

“Y-you’re getting excited and… erecting?…”

She was likely stating it as a fact drawn from a textbook, but hearing those words come from her lips sent a weird jolt through my chest.

“Ah…”

“Don’t apologize, Kuano-kun. May I… assist you with the ejaculation?”

“I-beseech you.”

Fukami knelt before me, her face still flushed, and began unfastening my belt.

Then, as my pants and underwear were pulled down, it was exposed—hard as a pillar striking the heavens.

“T-this is Kuano-kun’s… penis.”

“Fukami… p-penis is a bit too… for…”

“I-i’m sorry. In that case… um… um… your ochinkon?”

That was the word Fukami finally managed to utter after her mental struggle.

For Fukami, so earnest and seemingly untouched by lewd books or internet knowledge, that must have been the only term she could summon.

Though “ochinkon” and such were terms one might hear in childhood from children’s anime or mischievous boys.

"Y-You're wrong? Um... if you teach me, Kouno-kun, then I'll try my best..."

Deeply cautious, Fukumou said this.

It was only after arriving at the desert island that I realized that Meko's and Fukumou's lack of sexual knowledge could actually serve to stoke one's own arousal all the more. "I-I'm okay with it. That's fine."

"Really? Then, Kouno-kun's c-crotch... I'll do my best to stimulate it with my hands and guide you to ejaculation."

Just that single phrase was already intense, but she hadn't even touched me yet.

Then, she gently reached out and touched it.

Using both hands, she wrapped them around it softly, murmuring with a look of admiration, "Amazing... s-so hot and hard it gets..."

"F-Fukumou... please move."

"I-I suppose so. To gain sexual pleasure, stimulation is necessary, right?"

Fukumou's hands began to move.

Rubbing... rubbing... gently and slowly.

The same hands that usually gripped a mechanical pencil while studying earnestly were now grasping my shaft, trying to bring me pleasure.

As if recalling something, the movement gradually sped up.

Swish... swish... swish.

"No way... Fukaho is with Shiin, too?"

"E-Yeah. You taught me how much you like being used... just to see if things like this might happen... I mean... does it not feel good when I do it with my hands?"

"It does."

"W-well... is it feeling nice?"

"Ah... yes..."

As I nodded affirmatively, her face relaxed into a look of relief.

"That's good. Just let me know if there's anything you need. I'll do my best to make sure you feel good... Ah, this must be"

Pre-cum began to leak out, staining Fukaho's pale hand.

"Seminal vesicle fluid... Cowper's gland secretion. I've read that it's secreted upon feeling sexual arousal... S-so you're truly getting excited? Fufu... Oh, it really is colorless and odorless... And it has just the right viscosity... S-should I keep stimulating you like this?"

With a slick, sliding motion—slurp... slop—Fukaho continued to handle the rod.

Her intellectual curiosity was piqued, and realizing she was actually giving me pleasure, her expression gradually shifted into one of delight.

But that smile wasn't innocent; it was a lewd, heat-driven lust. It was shockingly explicit, something completely unimaginable coming from the usual Fukaho.

That was the final blow, and I hit my limit instantly.

"Fukaho, I'm... gaaah!"

"H-What? Ah, wait a moment, please. I forgot to prepare myself—" "Ghh...!"

White, turbid fluid spurted out in violent jets, staining Shinpō's uniform.

My vision blurred with a dazzling light, my legs trembling so hard from the sheer pleasure they barely held me up.

The throbbing continued for a while, and once it subsided, I looked down at Shinpō.

For some reason, she had the expression of someone who had committed a grave error, her face pale as death.

"Shinpō...?"

"I-I'm sorry, Ku-no-kun. I g-et carried away and skipped st-steps..."

"S-Steps?"

"Well, Shion-san had taught me to casually unbutton your uniform because you like cum on your chest, but I forgot. A-and also, Sennyu-san taught me the specific words to say so you'd have a good orgasm at the end... but in the heat of the moment, I couldn't remember them..."

Indeed, it seemed the other three were privy to these details as well.

While she didn't need to follow my sexual quirks with such precision, Shinpō appeared deeply depressed that she had failed to execute what she had been taught.

"Shinpō. It's okay. It was really... great."

"N-no. Th-that is. Could you give me one more chance? N-next time I'll do it right. I'll try my best to do it like the other girls. So please... don't be disappointed."

Shinpō clung to my waist as she said this.

Whether casting a spell that accidentally fizzled out against a boar or felling a nearby tree by mistake, her strong sense of responsibility made it clear that she feared failure intensely.

"I'm not disappointed, I swear."

"B-buut..."

"Look, if you'd do it for me one more time, that would make me incredibly happy. But don't get the wrong idea. This isn't about making up for anything or giving a second chance... The first time was just really good, so I'm asking because I want to do it again."

"R-really...? You're not disappointed?"

"Why would I be? Actually, just thinking about you doing it for me..."

Fukami widened her eyes as she looked at my member, which had already regained its full hardness despite having been released only moments ago.

"T-tanooki-kun's dick... It's hard again."

"Yeah. So, can I ask you one more time?"

"Y-Yes, please..."

Fukami reached up to unbutton her filthy uniform shirt, exposing her underwear bit by bit. It was a plain gray sports bra, and its lack of frills or decoration was very much in character for her, suiting her perfectly.

"I-I suppose I should have just left it exposed from the start."

"That... don't you find it gross? I think it's pretty filthy, actually."

"I-I do feel a bit perverted by it... but as I said earlier, it doesn't bother me when it's you."

"I-see..."

"And besides... I want to make the person I like happy."

Those words only made him harder.

He became so rigid that he could feel himself bounce off his own stomach.

"Kyaa... h-holy crap... well... Teano-kun, shall we start again?"

After that, I ended up milking Fukuma until his underwear was completely white.

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I never would have thought that the serious class president would ever say the word "harem."

The one who used to scold us for inappropriate relationships is now in my chest. "D-Deep, are you okay with this...?"

"E-Everyone has already talked about it and is fine with it. Besides, the definition of inappropriate relationships is 'behavior that hinders the healthy development of young boys and girls.' But in this environment, who cares about healthy development?"

The rules change with the times and the place.

It's like the saying, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

It's obvious when you think about it, but not many people can easily switch to a new set of rules. "I see."

"As the leader of this group, you don't need to make distinctions between your friends, but relying on your kindness isn't healthy."

Shion said something similar.

In her case, her ability to tell lies probably isn't useful in this situation, but...

Either way, both of them seem to think that it's not healthy for me to be taking on more than I should, so forming a harem to fix that is fine.

"Deep is contributing enough with her magic and knowledge."

Deepa looked hurt by my words.

"Y-You think I'm not attractive enough?"

I shook my head vigorously, realizing I had misunderstood her.

"That's not it at all. I just don't want you to make a choice that you'll regret when you go back to Earth."

Whether she does it because she's being proactive or because she's being pushed, the same action can mean completely different things.

"I won't regret it. I've always had a good impression of you, Kino-kun..." "Is that so?" "D-Don't laugh..."

She started talking after that. It was the end of a certain class.

The teacher, who was tired of collecting notebooks from students, had thrown the task to the class committee.

Usually, the teacher did this, and Deepa, the class president, and the male vice president would split the work and carry the notebooks to the staff room.

But that day, the vice president was absent.

Yet the teacher left the classroom without noticing.

Forty notebooks couldn't be carried at once.

I thought I could do two round trips by myself.

"Bu-but... Kouno-kun, you came over and helped me."

"...Ah, I remember. There was something like that."

"At the time, there were kids who noticed that the vice president was absent and were watching me with a chuckle. I couldn't even ask anyone for help myself. So when Kouno-kun came over and offered to help, I was really happy."

"Maybe it's because you're beautiful, and I just helped out."

"Hehe, that's not it. Since then, I've noticed that you often help people and do it so naturally."

That's probably why Shinpo, who had a bad experience meeting two guys after the transfer, trusted me so quickly.

"...So, you're really okay with it?"

"Eh, y-yes. I-I mean... I don't mind doing... lewd things... with you..."

I couldn't hold back after hearing that.

I took Shinpo's hand and led her to a nearby shady spot.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I can hold out until I get home."

「~. U-uh, it's okay. I also think I can't concentrate when everyone's back home...」

When we looked at each other under the big tree, Shinpo closed her eyes as if expecting something.

I gently pressed my lips to her shiny ones.

"Nn... W-well, I did it... with you, Kono-kun..."

The extraordinary excitement that arose from Shinpo, who was usually strict with herself and others, accepting me in this area made me kiss her again.

Shinpo looked a bit surprised, but she didn't resist and accepted it.

Our breathing became heavy, and our bodies grew closer.

Soon, Shinpo opened her eyes, and our gazes met closely.

Her expression was far from her usual sharpness, filled with heat and her eyes melted.

Thinking that I was bringing out this side of her, my excitement only grew.

"K-kn. Kono-kun, you're touching my stomach..."

"I'm sorry. Shinpo is too attractive..."

Deep Hō directed her gaze downward, catching sight of my bulging pants. Then, she gulped.

"Y-You're excited by me, and you're hard, right...?"

She was probably just speaking from her textbook knowledge, but hearing those words from her made my heart race. "Yeah..."

"Don't apologize, Kōno-kun. Would it be okay if I helped you cum?" "P-Please..."

Deep Hō, still with a red face, knelt in front of me and began unfastening my belt.

Then, she pulled down my pants and underwear, exposing my hard-on that was pointing straight up.

"T-This is Kōno-kun's... penis."

"Deep Hō... Your penis is a bit..."

"S-Sorry. Then... um... um... dick?"

That was the word she finally managed to say when she was flustered.

Probably, since she had never touched on perverted books or internet knowledge, that was the only word she could come up with.

"Dick" was something that even young children might say in children's anime or mischievous boys.

「N-no? I-I mean, if you tell me, I’ll say it...」

Deepo says that as if she’s looking for something.

I learned that Shouko and Deepo’s lack of sexual knowledge can actually excite me more than anything else when I came to the island.
「I-it’s okay. That’s fine.」

「Really? Then I’ll try my best to stimulate your cock and help you cum.」

Just her saying that is already making me feel bad, but she hasn’t even touched me yet.

And then, she gently touches me.

Gently, I held it with both hands, and she muttered in amazement, "Amazing... it gets so hot and hard..." "D, Deep Ho... move it for me."

"Y-Yeah. To get sexual pleasure, stimulation is necessary." Deep Ho's hands began to move.

Rub rub... rub rub... rub rub. The movements were delicate and slow.

Usually, Deep Ho's hands held a pen, diligently studying, but now they were holding my shaft, trying to make me feel good.

The movements gradually sped up, as if remembering something.

Shush shush... shush shush... shush shush.

「No way... Did you learn that from Shion too?」

「Y-Yeah. She told me about the things you like... I thought I'd try this... and see if it feels good... with my hands.」 「It's not like that.」

「So, does it feel good?」 「Ah...」

When I nodded vigorously, she looked relieved.

「I'm glad. Let me know if you want anything else. I'll do my best to make you feel good... Oh, this is...」

Pre-cum started dripping down, dirtying her white hand.

「Cowper's gland fluid... It's secreted when sexually aroused... So you really are excited... Hehe... It's really colorless and odorless... And it has just the right viscosity... Should I keep stimulating you?」

Squishing and sliding, she continued to stroke the shaft with her hand.

As she was stimulated by her curiosity and saw that she was making me feel good, her face gradually turned happy.

Her smile was not innocent but rather lustful, much more erotic than I would have expected from her.

That was the final straw, and I reached my limit. 「Deepa, I'm...」

「Wh-What? Just a little longer. I forgot to...」 「Guh...!」

White semen spurts out, dirtying Shinpo's uniform.

My eyes are spinning, and my hips are shaking with pleasure.

The pulsing continues for a while, and after it stops, I look down at Shinpo.

Shinpo looks as if she's made a serious mistake, her face pale with fear.

"Shinpo...?" "S-sorry, Kouno-kun. I got carried away and skipped a step..." "S-step?"

"Well, Kouno-kun likes it when I touch his chest, so I was supposed to unbutton my uniform subtly, but I forgot. And at the end, I was supposed to cheer you on to cum, but I didn't know what to say..."

Indeed, the others had shared similar instructions.

But Shinpo seems extremely upset that she couldn't follow them properly.

"Shinpo, it's okay. It was really... good."

"N-no. Wait. Can I have another chance? I'll do better next time. I'll try to be like the others. So... please don't be disappointed."

Shinpo clings to my waist and says that.

Like when she accidentally cast a spell on a boar or cut down a nearby tree, she fears failure due to her strong sense of responsibility.

「I'm not disappointed, really.」 「B-But...」

「If you do it again, I'd be really happy. But don't misunderstand. This isn't about making up for anything... It's just that the first time was really great, and I want to do it again.」

「R-Really...? You're not disappointed?」

「Of course not. In fact, just thinking about Deepo doing it...」

Even though I just came out, my thing is already hard again, and Deepo's eyes widen as she looks at it.

「K-Kouya-kun's... cock is hard again.」

「Yeah. So can I do it again?」 「Y-Yeah, please...!」

Deepo starts unbuttoning her dirty school uniform, exposing her underwear. It's a drab gray sports bra, but its lack of frivolity suits Deepo well.

「I should have left it exposed from the start.」

「D-Do you not find it disgusting? It's pretty lewd, isn't it?」

「W-Well, it does feel a bit twisted... But like I said before, I wouldn't mind if you did it.」 「S-So you're okay with it...」

「And... I-I want you to be happy if you like it.」

Those words made it even harder.

It had become so hard that it bounced back against my own stomach.

"Kyaa... it's... amazing... Well... Kouno-kun, we'll start again, okay?"

After that, I ended up being milked until Shinpo's underwear was stained completely white.

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