Tsuji had smuggled the handgun onto this desert island. He was now a trading partner, of sorts.

There was only one left.

The guy who mentioned his "Teleportation Ability" in the first dream.

After he had everything ready at his base,

we decided to leave the scene.

"Later, Tsutsui."

I rode on Mikron’s back and gave him a parting greeting.

"Peace out! Thanks for the help, bro!"

Tsuji clasped his hands behind his back and bowed deeply to me.

When he lifted his head, he looked at me with eyes full of respect.

Could a person really change so much?

Tsuji seemed to have completely cleaned up his act, promising not to resort to violence against the other students anymore.

He even swore he’d shoot anyone dead if I gave the word, but I managed to get him to shelve that particular promise for now.

He didn't seem jealous at all about me leading a harem of girls. Instead, he accepted it with an odd sense of logic: "It's only natural, considering you're my bro."

Near Tsuji was a massive tree growing from the ground.

Draped over one of its thick branches sat a treetop house.

This was Tsuboi's request; he wanted to prevent the beasts from targeting his home and supplies.

Though it meant dealing with the hassle of going up and down, I thought it was a solid plan for quickly avoiding danger.

"Just as expected, Sou-suke. We made it work again this time."

The only other change was...

Mumeki Yurina, who was riding on Micron behind me.

She should have been a girl with a cool demeanor that kept others at a distance, but...

Now, she pressed her chest and cheek against my back, hugging me tightly.

"...Isn't this too much of a change? Yurina"

Shouko, riding on Mashiro, puffed her cheeks out as she spoke.

"Haven't you been doing this many times before, Shouko?"

When speaking to anyone other than me, Yurina reverted to normal.

It wasn't that her personality had changed; only the way she interacted with me had shifted.

"T-That is... I am... your lover, a-after all."

Shouko spoke in a voice that was barely audible, yet laced with a certain pride.

"Right. Then I won't intrude on your time, Shouko and Sousuke. So we're good for now, aren't we?"

"Ugh."

Hearing that, Shouko seemed unable to push back; her words failed her.

For the record, the original crew for the Mikron were myself, Chiyu, and Professor Luminas.

Before we departed, Yurina had insisted on coming along with me, and Professor Luminas graciously agreed to swap places.

Currently, I am clinging to my childhood friend in front of me, while Yurina hugs me from behind.

"So love really does change a person, huh."

Shoube laughed.

"Shut up. Why don't you stop teasing Sousuke and actually decide on a plan?"

"...Ah, yeah."

Our eyes met as Shoube offered a wry smile.

She scratched her cheek with a bashful look before looking away.

Kurotatsu Miyo was fidgeting; she probably had something to say.

In Kurotatsu form, she couldn't speak human language and thus couldn't join the conversation, which was a bit of a shame.

Once Shouko summoned her second phantasm in the future, Miyo would presumably be able to travel with them in human form as well.

"Mm. The harem is expanding smoothly."

Saying that, Chiyu grabbed the hand I had resting on her waist and lifted it up—pressing it against her chest. "Hm! C-Chiyu...?"

"It's a good thing you're so popular with the girls. Seri-chan has settled into the party thanks to you, after all. But occasionally, please remember your main wife."

Though Lumina-sensei’s arrival had stripped her of her title as the biggest breasted woman in the group, my hand still sank deep into her childhood friend's magnificent breasts, which were arguably the largest among those of our age.

The sensation felt like the tangible embodiment of happiness was incredibly pleasant.

"...I'm not the type to forget about you, Chiyu."

It was embarrassing, but I should properly convey this kind of feeling.

"...I know."

Looking at her, I saw Chiyu's ears had turned red.

She seemed flustered.

"...Um, Miss Meion? I can't help but notice that Shirou-san's movements have been quite peculiar, don't you think?"

After a while, Fuka made the first comment.

Her proud ponytail swayed in the wind.

"I fear it may be presumptuous of me to say so, but I share Miss Fuka's opinion. Does Master Shirou appear to have lost his way...?"

Deep Law and Roa are riding with Mashiro, so if they're saying something happened, it probably did.

Now that he mentioned it, besides the frantic darting to the left and right, the movements seemed awfully inefficient.

It was just like when a map app fails to get you to your destination and has you driving in circles around the area...

"Hmm..."

Meko let out a troubled sound.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Mashiro. Ever since a while ago, he's been acting weird."

"Weird how?"

"He says the scent just cuts off, and then suddenly comes from an entirely different location. That keeps repeating."

I figured the frequent sharp turns were strange, but so that's what was going on.

I had Mashiro tracking the scent of the islanders.

His sense of smell is refined enough to distinguish between individuals, allowing him even to track scents belonging to people he hasn't encountered yet.

Since he wasn't getting anywhere with it, Meko was likely puzzled.

"So that's what you mean."

"What do you mean?"

"The last one picked the 'Teleportation' ability. He's been teleporting back and forth repeatedly."

"Huh...? Ah, I get it! Since he suddenly appears in different places, his scent disappears and reappears!"

"Exactly."

"But why is he running away?"

Shizuku tilted her head in confusion.

"He wants to be alone, doesn't he? Even if we're trying to help, the other side might see it as unwanted interference. But I have no intention of staying away from Souse anymore."

As if sensing the moment, Serina pulled me into a tight embrace.

I was caught off guard by the sudden shift, but there was no denying it was gratifying to know someone cared about me.

"...So they don't want to meet us? If that's the case, isn't it a bad idea to keep searching?"

Shion said, her tone wary.

"The fact that they're running suggests they have no intention of actively fighting back. But if we keep tracking them and they conclude they can't escape..."

Mikifumi seemed to share Shion's assessment.

"Perhaps they are on guard toward us, just like the other students have been. If only there were a way to convey that it is safe..."

Teacher Luminas said, frowning in deep thought.

That was when I noticed something.

"...Wait. The fact that they've teleported repeatedly as if fleeing means they're tracking our movements. Which means—" "Right. They're close."

It wasn't any of my companions' voices.

Mashiro screamed.

Out of nowhere, the figure appeared behind Mikuron and in front of Chiyu.

"You are—

I reflexively threw myself over Sengy, cradling her head in my arms.

Its hand touched me.

"Say...—"

Sengy's voice was cut off mid-sentence.

In the next instant, I found myself standing somewhere else.

"...Honestly, I had no intention of getting involved, but I didn't expect you to go hunting down every last person on the island."

Bangs so long they hid his eyes, a slender build with average height.

He dressed in his uniform properly and meticulously, and was on the quieter side among the class.

"...Transmigration Seal."

He had been subjected to Transmigration Relocation.

He was the last male student left.

"Ah, Iku no."

"...Why only me?"

It was reassuring that the girls were safe, but questions remained.

"...That goes without saying."

He fidgeted with his bangs in a manner that suggested mild irritation, then continued.

“It's just that I get nervous and can't speak properly in front of girls.”

...Yeah.

He didn't seem like a bad guy.

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Tsubai, who had brought a 'pistol' to the desert island, was now also a trading partner. Only one remained.

This was the boy who had mentioned 'transfer ability' in his first dream.

After preparing everything at his base, we left the place. "See ya, Tsubai."

I rode on Mikuron's back and said goodbye to him.

"Hey! Thanks a lot, bro!"

Tsubai clasped his hands behind his back and bowed deeply to me.

When he raised his head, he looked at me with a look of admiration. ...How people can change so much.

Tsubai seemed to have completely changed his mind, and promised to refrain from using violent means against other students.

He also swore that he would use the pistol to take down anything if I ordered him to, but I asked him to hold off on that.

He didn't even feel jealous that I was accompanied by several girls, and seemed to accept it as a given, saying, "Of course, bro."

Near Tsubai, there was a large tree.

And on one of its thick branches, a tree house was set up.

This was Tsutsui's request, apparently she wanted to protect her house and supplies from the beasts.

While it would be a hassle to climb up and down, I thought it was a quick and effective way to avoid danger.

"Typical, Sousuke. You did well again this time." The other change was Seiren.

Seiren was riding Micron behind me.

She was supposed to be a cold girl who didn't let others get close to her...

But now she was hugging me from behind, pressing her chest and cheeks against my back.

"...You've changed too much, Seiren."

Mariko, who was riding Shouko, puffed out her cheeks and said.

"Shouko does this all the time too, doesn't she?"

When she talks to anyone other than me, Seiren returns to her normal self.

Her personality hasn't changed, only the way she acts around me.

"W-well... I'm your l-lover."

In a voice that was barely audible, but with a hint of pride, Shouko says.

“Right. So, Shouko and Sousuke won’t be bothered by anyone. So, it’s fine now.” “Ugh.”

When told that, Shouko couldn’t argue strongly and was left speechless.

Incidentally, the original members who were supposed to ride the Micron were me, Senri, and Lumina-sensei.

Before leaving, Senri had insisted on going with me, and Lumina-sensei had agreed to switch places.

Right now, I’m hugging my childhood friend who’s riding in front, while Senri is hugging me.

“Love really changes people, huh?” Zoushu was laughing.

“Shut up. Instead of teasing Sousuke, why don’t you decide what you’re going to do?” “…Right, yeah.” Zoushu gave a wry smile as she met my gaze.

She scratched her cheek bashfully and then looked away.

Kuro Ryuu is fidgeting, but she might have something to say.

Since she can’t speak in her dragon form, she can’t join in the conversation, which is a little sad.

If Shouko can summon another phantom beast in the future, Kuro Ryuu should be able to move around in her human form as well.

「Hmm. My harem is expanding smoothly.」

Saying that, Senyuu grabbed the hand I had around her waist and lifted it—then pressed it against her chest. 「H-Huh? Senyuu...?」

「It's good that you're popular, Sou. And it's thanks to you that Seri has gotten used to the party. But sometimes, I want you to remember your wife.」

With Lumina-sensei's appearance, she had lost her title as the biggest breasts, but even so, her childhood friend's twin mounds were still the largest of her age. My hand sank into them.

The sensation of embodying happiness was incredibly pleasant.

「...I wouldn't forget about Senyuu.」

It was embarrassing, but I should properly convey these feelings. 「...I know.」

Looking at her, Senyuu's ears were red. She seemed to be blushing.

「...Excuse me, Shouko-san? But isn't Mashiro-san's movements a bit strange?」

After a while, Shinpo spoke up.

Her proud ponytail was fluttering in the wind.

「I must say, I agree with Shinpo-sama. Is Mashiro-sama perhaps lost...?」

Since Deepo and Roa are with Mashiro, something must have happened.

Now that I think about it, not only was he busy going left and right, but he seemed to be making a lot of unnecessary movements.

It was as if he couldn't find his way to the destination using a map app and was just going around in circles... "Hmm..." Shouji sounded troubled. "What's up?"

"Mashiro's gone. She's been acting weird since a while ago." "Weird?"

"She said the smell keeps disappearing and then coming from a completely different place."

I thought he was changing direction a lot, but that's why.

Mashiro is following the scent of the island's people.

His sense of smell is so good that he can even track down the scent of people he's never met before.

Since he can't find his way to the last person, Shouji must be puzzled. "So that's it." "What's it?"

"The last one chose the 'Teleportation Ability.' He's been teleporting around."

"Hmm...? Oh, I get it! He's teleporting to different places, so the smell keeps disappearing and reappearing!" "That's it." "But why isn't he running away?" Suibu tilted her head.

"He wants to be alone. Even if we're trying to help, it might feel like we're interfering. I don't want to leave Souseki."

Seirina hugged me tightly.

I was surprised by the sudden change, but it was still nice to be shown such affection.

“...That means he doesn’t want to meet us, right? If that’s the case, maybe it’s not a good idea to keep looking for him?” Shiomi said warily.

“Running away means he’s not planning to fight actively, but if we keep pursuing him and he thinks he can’t escape...” Shinbo seemed to agree with Shiomi.

“Perhaps he’s wary of us, just like the previous students were. If only there was a way to somehow convey that we’re not a threat...” Mr. Lumina looked thoughtful.

At that moment, I realized something.

“...Wait. The fact that he’s been teleporting away so many times means he’s keeping track of our movements. In other words—” “That’s right. He’s nearby.”

That voice didn’t belong to any of our companions. Mashiro shouted.

Suddenly, he appeared behind Mikuron, in front of Chiyu. “You are—”

I instinctively grabbed Chiyu’s head to shield her. His hand touched me. “So—” Chiyu’s voice was cut off.

The next moment, I found myself standing somewhere else.

“...To be honest, I didn’t plan on getting involved, but I didn’t expect you to go to the trouble of searching for someone all over the island.”

Long bangs that cover her eyes, she's slender and of average height.

She always wears her uniform neatly and is usually quite reserved in class. "…Dharmachakra." He's Dharmachakra. The last male student. "Ah, Kojiro." "…Why just me?"

I'm relieved the girls are safe, but I'm also curious. "…Need I say more?"

He fidgeted with his bangs irritably and continued.

"I get nervous and can't speak well in front of girls." …Yeah. He doesn't seem like a bad guy.

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