The School’s Saint Wishes for an Erotic Slave Harem ~ Apparently, She Wants to Be My Personal Lewd Slave ~ - 6-7

Chapter 6: I Can’t Disobey My Master’s Every Command

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“Good morning, Hibiki-kun.”

“Good morning, Arisugawa-san.”

It was morning in the classroom.

A night had passed since Arisugawa-san declared she wanted to be my slave yesterday. She greeted me as if nothing had happened. Was yesterday just a dream—

“Fufu~ Master, looking forward to today as well.”

“…!”

Arisugawa-san whispered into my ear. I thought her becoming my slave was a dream, but unfortunately, it was real.

“Can you come to the rooftop during lunch break today?”

“Hey, if it’s something like yesterday on the rooftop—”

“Don’t worry. I just want to thank you, Master.”

Arisugawa-san flashed me a bewitching smile as she said so. It was a devilish grin, far from what you’d expect from the school’s Saint-sama.  

“Alright. If that’s the case, I’ll go.”

“Please rest assured. It won’t be like yesterday.”

What happened yesterday wasn’t normal. Arisugawa-san, the school’s Saint-sama, stripped naked and asked to be my slave. It’d be too dangerous for her to get naked at school. 

“Good morning, Yuunagi! The teachers have posted the exam results!”

“No way! Let’s go check! ”

Arata said as he came over to me. It seemed the results of the recent exams had been posted. Other students headed out into the hallway too.

“Yuunagi, you’re amazing! Fourth in the grade—that’s insane!”

Looking at the posted rankings, I saw I was fourth in the grade. Of course, the top spot belonged to—

“Arisugawa-san, you’re first again. Congrats.”

I congratulated Arisugawa-san.

Well, she always took first place anyway.   “As expected of Saint-sama, incredible!”

“Arisugawa-san! You’re number one again!”

“No one can beat Saint-sama, huh!”

The surrounding students praised Arisugawa-san too.

“Thank you, everyone…”

But Arisugawa-san didn’t seem very happy. Even with all this praise from everyone, her expression looked kind of gloom…

“More importantly, Hibiki-kun—”

Pushing through the students surrounding her, Arisugawa-san approached me.

“Hibiki-kun, why are you only fourth?”

“Huh?”

“Let me rephrase. Why aren’t you getting serious, Hibiki-kun?”

Arisugawa-san asked me with a serious face. She seemed dissatisfied that I was only fourth.  

“It’s not like I’m not trying…”

“That’s a lie. I know your true ability, Hibiki-kun. We were at the same cram school in middle school.”

Oh, right. I had been at the same cram school as Arisugawa-san back in middle school. If I recalled, she was always first there too.

“You always solved problems faster than me at cram school, and you were the only one who could solve questions I couldn’t.”

“That’s not true.”

“No! I watched you the whole time at cram school. My only rival was you, Hibiki-kun.”

“Me, your rival, Arisugawa-san?”

“I’ve been watching you all this time, so I can say with certainty. You’re clearly hiding your true potential.”

She was actually right about that. For this periodic exam, I had intentionally got a few questions wrong, because if I took first place, I’d stand out too much.

“Why are you hiding your true potential? If you got serious, you could surpass me and take first place.”

“…They say the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, you know.”

“Huh?”

“Anyway, let’s talk about this another time—”

“But!”

Arisugawa-san pressed me further. As more students noticed the school’s Saint-sama talking to a quiet guy like me, a crowd started to gather. We were gathering too much attention like this. I was left with no other choice. I had to use my trump card.  I leaned close to Arisugawa-san’s ear and said to her.

“This is an order from your Master. Continue this on the rooftop.”

“Hauu…!”

Arisugawa-san jolted at the word “order.” Her face flushed red, and she gave a small nod.  

“…Everyone, morning homeroom is about to start. Let’s head back to the classroom.”

Arisugawa-san addressed the crowd of students. No one at the school dared to disobey Saint-sama. Everyone returned to the classroom. Once the hallway was empty…

“I’ll be waiting on the rooftop, Master.”

Arisugawa-san whispered into my ear.

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Chapter 7: Naughty Commands at School

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“I’m here.”

“Ah, Master! I’ve been waiting for you!”

It was lunchtime. I was on the rooftop. I had come to meet Arisugawa-san, just as I promised. There was no one else on the rooftop besides us. The weather was clear today, and the spring breeze brushed my cheeks. The air felt pleasant here. 

“So, what’s this about?”

“How cold. Does a master only pay attention to his slave when there’s a reason?”

Arisugawa-san smiled mischievously. It seemed she wanted to tease me.

“That’s not… It’s not like that.”

“Fufu~ I’m kidding. I do have a proper reason.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“This—”

Arisugawa-san pulled out a bento box.

“A bento?”

“Yes! I made it for you, Master!”

She popped open the lid revealing the inside of the bento box. It was a pretty lavish bento with fried chicken, salmon, meatballs, and more. This must have taken a lot of time to make, especially in the morning.

“It’s a thank-you for yesterday. You… Indulged in my hobby, after all.”

That hobby of hers was way too extreme. I only watched her strip naked, so it felt odd to be thanked for it. But if she was grateful, I decided to accept her kindness anyway.

“…Thanks. It looks really delicious.”

“I put a lot of effort into it. It’s a bento filled with a slave’s love!”

“Don’t say it like it’s a bento filled with a wife’s love!”

“Please enjoy it~♡”

Arisugawa-san picked up chopsticks and grabbed a piece of fried chicken.

“Please open your mouth!”

“Eh? That’s…”

“I’m your slave, right? It’s only natural for me to feed my master.”

Overwhelmed by her insistence, I opened my mouth. She gently brought the fried chicken to my lips. As I bit into the crispy piece, the juicy flavor of the fried chicken burst into my mouth. This was really good.

“It’s super delicious.”

“Thank you. Please have more.”

Arisugawa-san picked up the next dish with her chopsticks. At this rate, she’d feed me the whole thing. If her fan club caught this, I’d definitely not survive until tomorrow.

“It’s fine. I’ll eat it myself. You need to eat your bento too, Arisugawa-san.”

“For a slave, Master comes first. I don’t need to eat.”

Arisugawa-san was fixated on being a slave. She probably wouldn’t eat her own bento if I just asked normally. In that case, I had no other choice.

“This is an order from your master. Eat your own bento.”

“Hauu…!”

The moment I gave the order, Arisugawa-san trembled with a jolt. Her calm expression crumbled, and her eyes turned dazed. To a slave, Master’s orders were absolute. This should make her eat her bento.  

“…Understood. As Master says, I’ll eat my own bento.”

“Good girl.”

“G-good girl…! Hauu…!”

She melted into a blissful expression when I praised her. Being called a good girl seemed to make her really happy.

“Master, I’m just a shameless slave. Please give me a reward after I finish my bento.”

“A reward?!”

“I worked hard and got first in the grade. So I want a reward.”

True, getting first in the grade was impressive and Arisugawa-san consistently held that spot every time without fail.

“What kind of reward do you want though?”

“Fufu. Of course, it’s that.”

“That? You don’t mean…”

Arisugawa-san grinned suspiciously. I had a bad feeling about this…

“Please give me a naughty command at school.”

“I knew it…”

“Order me anything. I’ll show my breasts at school, take off my panties, and even—”

“No, no, getting naked at school is way too much!”

“Muu… Then a tamer command is fine too?”

“Alright. In that case…”

Arisugawa-san looked at me with sparkling eyes. She really wanted a naughty command that badly. Seeing her placing her hope on me caused me to feel a decent amount of pressure, but…

“Show me your panties here.”

“Eh? That’s it?”

“Anything more extreme than that is impossible! We’re at school, you know?!”

“I’d be totally fine running a lap around the schoolyard naked though.”

“You’d seriously get arrested, you know?!”

I couldn’t help but imagine Arisugawa-san running naked around the schoolyard.

“You leave me with no other choice… I’ll settle for showing Master my panties today.”

“Yeah. Please do that.”

“Just for today, though. Holding back with this much…”

Arisugawa-san made a very dissatisfied face. It was an expression the school’s Saint-samahad never shown to anyone at school before. She wanted to do naughty things that badly…?

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“Besides… Not showing anything has its own charm too, you know? It’s called ‘fleeting charm.’ A fleeting charm is definitely more erotic than a full blown naked exposure—wait, what am I even saying?”

I got embarrassed midway through my own explanation.

“I get it! Not showing everything and letting the imagination run wild is more erotic, right?”

For some reason, Arisugawa-san nodded in complete agreement. Well, if it resolved her dissatisfaction, I guess it was fine.

“So Master is a closet pervert who gets excited by a fleeting glimpse of a girl’s panties, huh?”

“No. I firmly deny that accusation.”

“Knowing Master’s kink makes me so happy as a slave.”  

Arisugawa-san’s eyes sparkled like a kid who’d just gotten a new toy.  

“Ahem. Then, to satisfy Master’s kink—”

Arisugawa-san sat flat on the floor and said.

“I’ll show my panties little by little like this.”

She slowly lifted her skirt. Her plump, white thighs came into view. And beyond that, of course—

“Fufu. Not yet. I’ll show it bit by bit…”

Teasing me, Arisugawa-san’s face was bright red. She was clearly more embarrassed than when she got naked yesterday.

“Showing my panties to a boy at school… It feels so naughty.”

With a melted expression, she then added. 

“Master, please touch me here. I can’t hold back anymore.”

The center of Arisugawa-san’s panties was damp and wet from her bodily fluids. 

“Please touch it. I can’t take it anymore…!”

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