The Ferocious Rabbit Devours Flesh ~Survival of the Fittest at a School in a Chastity-Reversed World~ - 4

Chapter 4: The Two Bodyguards 1

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A single car stopped in front of the gates of a luxurious mansion. As if recognizing the vehicle, the gates opened automatically, and the car proceeded inside. Then, those gates closed firmly. As if to ensure no one could escape. The car was brought to a halt in the parking area.

“Usami-sama, we have arrived.”

Shiraishi, a colleague sitting in the rear seat, spoke to the man they were bodyguarding.

“So, I’m going to live in a house this big, huh?”

The man being bodyguarded peered out the window, looking around the surroundings restlessly. I stepped out of the driver’s seat and opened the door on the man’s side.

“Thank you.”

With those words, he stepped out of the car. He was a rare kind of man. A man who not only conversed normally with women but even offered words of gratitude was something I had only ever seen in works of fiction.

We entered the house, and I guided him around to explain the rooms. It was quite spacious and luxurious, with a large number of rooms. There was a reason for this luxury that we did not explain to the men. It was because, when a female student at the high school acquired ownership of a male student, she would move into the house where that male student lived.

At the National Breeding Management High School, the admission criteria for females considered not only grades but also appearance, family assets, and influence; therefore, the government prepared these magnificent houses to signify that the female students who managed to take possession of a male student were recognized as elite human resources.

I continued explaining the house to the person under our protection. Inside the house, in addition to basic rooms like a kitchen, living room, and bedrooms, there was a training room and an indoor pool. We had also prepared a very large garden so that the protected person could run outside without having to leave the premises. Beyond the rooms, meals were basically delivered via room service based on whatever he requested, and room service came to clean the rooms every day, ensuring that the protected person had no need to go anywhere other than this house and the school.

“That concludes the explanation. Do you have any questions or concerns?”

“Do you have the learning materials for high school?”

When I finished the explanation and asked, he spoke up saying he wanted study tools. For a man to show a desire for learning while being provided with such an environment was extremely rare.

“…Understood. I will arrange for all subjects immediately. I should be able to hand them to you by this evening.”

“Thank you!”

Showing a smile, he headed toward his bedroom.

About a week had passed since I became his bodyguard. During this week, he spent his time studying or exercising in the training room and the indoor pool. At mealtimes, he would come out to the living room and invite us to eat with him. We had built an extremely good relationship, such as taking all our meals together. Having finished lunch, he went to his room to study. We were putting together his behavioral reports to be submitted to our affiliated agency.

“Shiraishi-san, do you have a second?”

“…I’m coming now.”

The door to his room opened, and he called Shiraishi while peeking his face through the gap. Shiraishi, who had been working alongside me, gave an answer and entered his room. He probably had a problem he didn’t understand. He seemed to have taken a liking to Shiraishi and called for her often. Shiraishi had a soft and gentle aura, so she was likely easy to rely on.

About an hour passed, but Shiraishi did not return. There were times when it dragged on, but today felt particularly long. Wondering if something had happened, I headed toward his room, and sounds were leaking through the door.

“…Ngh… Ah… Haa… Ngh…”

I could also hear dry, rhythmic slapping sounds. Inside this room, there should only be the protected person, Yuuto Usami, and my colleague, Shiraishi. Something terrible crossed my mind. The possibility that the bodyguard, Yuri Shiraishi, was attacking the person she was supposed to protect, Yuuto Usami. For a bodyguard belonging to the agency to attack a protected person was a grave violation of duty regulations that could shake the agency’s credibility.

I carefully turned the doorknob so as not to make a sound and opened the door just a crack so I could see through the gap. Someone was being attacked. But it wasn’t the protected person, Yuuto Usami. It was the bodyguard, Yuri Shiraishi, who was being attacked.

From the gap in the opened door, the moans of my colleague and the “slap! slap!” sounds of flesh hitting flesh, along with the lewd scent of sweat mixed with love-fluids, hit my nose.

Shiraishi was on all fours on top of the bed, and Yuuto Usami was gripping her waist from behind, slamming his own hips against her.

“Ngh♡… Mnh♡… Ah♡… Aahn!♡”

My colleague moaned as if in pure bliss. To begin with, sexual intercourse usually consisted of the woman straddling the man and swinging her hips. What I was seeing now was different. He had a grip on her waist and was striking her buttocks with his hips as if delivering her a lesson.

“Yuri, if you make that much noise, we’ll be found out.”

Yuuto Usami called Shiraishi by her first name and leaned over her. Putting his weight against Shiraishi’s back as she endured the pleasure of insertion, he grabbed Shiraishi’s breast with his right hand, turned her face diagonally backward with his left, and pressed their lips together. He continued to swing his hips violently.

It was the very image of beasts mating. It was as if he were asserting that he was the one on top. And the face of Shiraishi, as she was being pinned down, was the face of a female submitting and subordinating herself to a male. Unconsciously, I had placed my hand on my crotch over my suit.

I, Sana Kuroki, remained there, watching until the act reached its end.

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