The Ferocious Rabbit Devours Flesh ~Survival of the Fittest at a School in a Chastity-Reversed World~ - 2

Chapter 2: The Rabbit Enters the Cage 2

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Silence spread throughout the classroom. Looking around, everyone appeared dissatisfied.

“I am Kaede Haga, and I will be your homeroom teacher. Your homeroom teacher at this school will not change until graduation, so I look forward to working with you for the next three years.”

“I look forward to working with you as well.”

I was the only one who returned the greeting. I felt a sense of anxiety, realizing I was already starting to stand out in the class. There were nine other male students in the room besides myself, but they all looked as though they were harboring anxiety or fear.

“Today, I will provide the enrollment orientation. Since you male students do not have an entrance ceremony, today’s session will conclude with this orientation.”

I had heard from my bodyguards that back when there were many men, entrance ceremonies were held normally with both genders together, but nowadays, because there are so few males, it is common for them to skip the ceremony while only the females attend.

“First, please place your smartphones on your desks.”

I took my smartphone out of my pocket and placed it on the desk as instructed. The other male students also placed theirs on their desks while looking around to confirm if those nearby were doing the same.

“We will now collect your current smartphones and issue new ones provided by the school. Your original smartphones will be kept in the school’s custody until graduation.”

“What?!”

Unrest spread among the other male students. Everyone looked around, searching the faces of others for a reaction.

“Teacher, may I ask a question?”

One male student raised his hand.

“Yes, go ahead.”

“I’d like to keep mine myself, is that not allowed?”

“It is not. They will be collected in accordance with school regulations.”

The response came without a moment’s delay. It seemed the collection of smartphones was mandatory. The room fell silent.

“Now, please bring the smartphones you have been using to the podium. We will exchange them for new ones there.”

I stood up, brought my smartphone forward, and handed it over, receiving a new one in return. Three others offered their smartphones, but six remained in their seats without standing up, and some even tucked them away into their pockets. Haga-sensei waited for a short while, and then, perhaps sensing that the remaining students were not going to bring them, she spoke.

“Shall I show you a video first?”

Saying so, she stepped aside from the podium. The classroom lights dimmed, and a video began to play on the large display behind the teacher’s desk. Upbeat music started to play, and the footage appeared to be an introduction to some kind of facility. The sign for the facility read: Male Breeding Correction Center. Along with a narrator’s voice, the footage showed the interior of the facility.

“Mmph!… Mmph!”

A man was restrained on his back, blindfolded and gagged, letting out groans of agony. The camera gradually pulled back from the groaning man to show the full picture of what was happening. A naked woman was straddling the restrained man, swinging her hips with a look of pleasure.

The camera moved its angle to show the entire interior of the facility. Other restrained men were positioned at regular intervals, and naked women were straddling all of them, swinging their hips.

“This is the scene inside the Forced Breeding Room. Men are administered heat-inducing drugs and are made to ejaculate for the women approximately three times a day at intervals.”

The narrator explained the situation before us in a detached manner. Looking at the male students around me, their faces were distorted with terror and their bodies were trembling. The footage continued further. The scene changed to another room inside the facility.

This time, a man was restrained while standing. A woman held a certain machine in her hand and fitted it over the standing man’s penis. When the woman pressed the switch, the machine began to vibrate, emitting an operating sound. The woman moved the machine up and down along the penis.

Just like before, the man let out groans of agony and his body shook. After the woman moved the machine up and down for a while, the man’s body shook more violently, followed by a light convulsion. The woman pulled the machine away from the penis and tilted it toward a transparent container. Sperm then flowed out, filling the container with white.

“This is the Sperm Production Line. Here, too, men are administered heat-inducing drugs to produce sperm. The sperm produced here is used for all of your artificial inseminations.”

Various other locations within the facility were introduced one after another. Each time, the male students around me distorted their faces, looked down, or covered their ears. The video ended, and the classroom lights came on.

“This is the reality of the Male Breeding Correction Center. If you cannot follow this school’s instructions, you will be required to enter this facility for three years under the Male Protection Law.”

Haga-sensei returned to the podium, explaining in a flat tone without changing her expression. The students who had not submitted their smartphones stood up abruptly and went to hand them over to the teacher.

Haga-sensei proceeded to explain the facility. Basically, it seemed we would spend our time on this floor. The explanation of basic facilities continued: lessons in the classroom, meals in the cafeteria, and the nurse’s office for injuries or poor health.

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