Dungeon Streaming in a Chastity-Reversed World with 1:99 Male-to-Female Ratio! I Might Be a Rare Man, But I’ll Risk My Life to Find a Wife! - 71
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Click HereChapter 71: The Man Whose Feelings Overflowed and the Woman Who Ran Away
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“Uh, um… President Mamonaka, i-isn’t it about time…”
What Ittou had been trying to put an end to was the time he spent kneading Maru’s chest. It had only been a little more than ten seconds, but to Ittou, it felt like an unbelievably long time.
Since he had come from the countryside, Ittou didn’t know the city’s common sense that “boys were supposed to feel fear toward girls.” So the moment, while embarrassing, had also been strangely grateful for him. But he sensed a terrifying chill pouring out from behind him from Shinobu and began to panic. However, just as Ittou tried to pull away, Maru tightly grabbed his hand with both of hers and forcefully pressed it back against her own chest.
“Nooo!! Just a little longer!! Just a little longer is fine, right!!? Right!!?”
“Y-yes… Wait, hot!?”
Ittou’s eyes widened at the heat traveling through his right hand. Until a moment ago, he had been so overwhelmed by the shocking situation of being made to knead a girl’s chest that he assumed the heat was coming from his embarrassment, but that wasn’t it. He realized it the moment he tried to pull away. This was the heat radiating from her body.
“Fufu, my Original magic, Ichigan Hinomaru, is a spell that fires an ultra-compressed fireball. For that, I have to strengthen and alter my body!! In Hinomaru’s case, I enhance the heat-producing functions of my entire body while also increasing my heat resistance!! That’s how I’m able to generate that overwhelming magic power!!”
Even though some time had passed since she had fired Ichigan, Maru’s body still held heat far beyond what any human body temperature should reach. Feeling that heat, Ittou understood how much magic power had been condensed into that tiny sun.
“Converting that much magic power into a fireball that small is incredible…”
“Right!!? But like I said earlier, it’s not just my power!! It’s thanks to this gun-shaped magic tool…!! I was strong, really strong. Back in middle school, I didn’t have anyone who could even be called a rival!! And nobody approached me either…!!”
At that moment, Ittou felt as though a slight shadow passed over Maru’s expression. But right away, she put on the same bright smile as before.
“And you know!! When I came here to Touma Academy, I learned that I’d been a frog in a well!! Well, I was still the strongest from the moment I enrolled!! But I learned that ‘fighting’ wasn’t determined by strength alone!! And I learned that by receiving help from those around me, I could become even stronger!!”
Maru looked at the gun in her hand and smiled. She confirmed its weight and texture in her grip, then raised it high and stared at Ittou.
“This gun!! It’s like a sheath that keeps my magic from bursting out of control. And it’s what lets me unleash a sharp strike!! It’s my greatest partner! It creates the path for my wish!!”
Ittou realized his own body had grown warm as well and let out a small laugh. Maru’s magic was like a blazing, burning power. And at the same time, it held a strong force that suppressed that overflowing, fiery desire for the sake of fulfilling a single wish. That too was a form of desire. The desire to suppress everything else to achieve her greatest wish, the desire to achieve it even using someone else’s strength. Overflowing with heat, with a madness-tinged passion in everything, Ittou felt overwhelmed.
So this… This is our student council president!
Ittou desperately tried to hold himself together, putting strength into his body so he wouldn’t forget how he was supposed to deal with this heat and desire. He squeezed tightly.
“Ahhn…!”
The sound that escaped came from Maru’s mouth. Hearing the cute voice, Ittou realized he had put strength into his entire body and of course, that included the hand kneading Maru’s chest.
“Fufu… Itsukushima-kun. It looks like you finally got fired up!! Now!! Go on and knead as much as you like without holding back!! I’m okay with anything!!”
I-I-I messed up!!
Heat rushed through Ittou’s entire body with a pop, awakening every sweat gland, and he began sweating like a waterfall. Ittou’s big goal in coming to the city had been to find a bride. A wonderful and strong woman that even his grandmother would be happy about. In that sense, Maru was certainly suitable as a marriage partner.
But Ittou wanted a love marriage. He still didn’t know Maru, and above all, Ittou was a boy in full adolescence who wanted to experience the dates and romance events he had read about in manga back in the countryside. So he couldn’t make a decision right away. Besides…Despite summer approaching, the air behind him still carried a hint of winter.
“Maa~ru~…! How long do you plan on letting him knead your chest, hmm? Or what? Are you showing off? To me? Are you showing off in both meanings? Hmm?”
Already overheated and sweating, Ittou suddenly felt his entire body begin to freeze. But no words came to mind that could settle the situation. As his eyes wandered, he glanced at Maru— nd saw her shadow sway against her movements.
“Aaah…!! And it was just getting good!!”
Before she even finished speaking, Maru released Ittou’s hand from her chest, flung the gun in her hand straight sideways, and used the recoil to leap in the opposite direction. In place of where Maru had been, crashing in was a wolf-woman—Yukiichi.
“Yukiichi-sensei!?”
“Itsukushima-kun! We’ll talk later! Please stay back for now. The smell of your sweat makes me excited!”
Saying that, Yukiichi planted her feet against the individual room’s wall and stared intently at Maru, beginning to gather magic.
“Everyone! Formation for dealing with Mamonaka-san!”
As Yukiichi shouted, Ittou realized that at some point, several teachers had arrived in the room, surrounding Maru and forming a formation that blocked the exit.
“Itsukushima-kun, this way.”
When Ittou turned toward the soft scent of cherry blossoms, Shinobu took his hand and led him to the back of the room, letting out a small sigh.
“Uh, um—this is…?”
“Ahh, it’s the usual.”
“The usual…?”
What followed was a fierce battle. Fortunately, Ittou was kept safe behind an ice wall created by Shinobu, who explained the situation to him as the chaos unfolded.
“First, she’s the strongest… And also the worst troublemaker. Breaking things, getting into fights with someone. Those are everyday occurrences. Every time, the teachers have to be called out to contain her. So they’re pretty used to it by now.”
Shinobu gestured with her chin, and Ittou looked at the scene currently unfolding. It was basically a game of tag between the student council president and the teachers. With seven “demons” chasing one human, he didn’t know if it could even be called tag, but regardless, the teachers were chasing Maru, and a spectacular battle of magic was taking place.
Five teachers slowly cornered Maru, who fled in a straight line using high-speed movement with her gun. Of the remaining two, one had created a sticky, gooey wall in front of the only door, acting as a gatekeeper. Maru was overwhelmingly at a disadvantage. Yet she was smiling.
“The student council president is smiling.”
“If you’re wondering why she’s the strongest, it’s because she has a strong will. A powerful will to absolutely do what she wants to do. Desire and willpower determine the strength of magic. The student council president had something she wanted to tell you. And to tell you that, she needed to break the ceiling… Or so it seems. So she’s prepared to accept her punishment. But first, she wants to challenge herself to escape with all her might.”
The teachers’ spells were incredibly varied. Magic that rapidly grew plants, magic that controlled whips, magic that reflected spells like a pinball machine, and magic that triggered like landmines when approached. But Maru faced and resisted all of them.
“She wants power for the sake of her wish. She avoids explaining the details, but every third-year knows her wish is unbelievably big. And they also know she’s trying to become stronger using even the teachers’ abilities as her practice material.”
The teachers, unable to harm a student, still had their limitations. Even so, they formed an appropriate formation and lured Maru closer into Yukiichi’s attack range.
“…Alright, got you.”
“Nnnngh~~!! Damn it!! I got caught—!!”
After maneuvering until she entered Maru’s field of view, Yukiichi used the moment Maru’s attention wandered, moved irregularly until she slipped out of sight, and then lunged with truly inhuman strength to restrain her. Maru’s eyes widened as she was grabbed, but she accepted defeat without struggling and relaxed. However…
“Now then, Mamonaka-san. It’s time for your usual lecture. And today, Tatsumi-san also wants to have a talk with you.”
The moment that name left Yukiichi’s mouth, Maru’s complexion completely changed.
“…Eh? Tatsumi-senpai is… here…?”
Maru began trembling and sweating more than Ittou had earlier. For the first time, Ittou saw Maru look frightened. She looked like she was about to cry and tried to struggle, but the teachers reacted instantly.
“Okaaay, Mamonaka-san. This is the super-adhesive magic substance you used all over the school last month for bug catching☆ We’re going to coat you all over with it so you can’t move~☆”
“And to keep you quiet for a while, we’ll be draining your magic with the magic absorber you secretly made in the Magic Tool Research Club. Ahh, don’t worry. We reattached the limiter you removed, so there won’t be a repeat of the ‘Winter Magic Tool Laboratory Explosion Incident.’”
“Just to be extra safe, we’ll wrap you in the same Magara Vine you secretly grew in the school’s designated dungeon. I already have it under control, so the strength will be just right. Don’t worry, let’s get you wrapped up.”
The three teachers—each of whom seemed to have some kind of deep personal grudge against Maru—restrained her and cheerfully carried her off. As Maru was hauled away, she looked back at them with teary eyes. In Ittou’s mind, the song Dona Dona began to play, fading out quietly as Maru disappeared with them.
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