The Virgin Hero Who Fought in the Dungeon for 20 Years Returned to the Surface Only to Find the Population of the World Has Dropped Drastically, with a Male-to-Female Ratio of 1:1000 - 109

Chapter 109: Karaoke and Drinks

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“Ah, no fair! Minaho’s hogging him!”

“But Ryuuto-sama hasn’t refused. Which means it’s already a given that whoever sings gets the wonderful privilege of sitting on his lap after each song…”

The girl with her eyes hidden behind long bangs, who had been muttering to herself, suddenly realized this truth while clutching the karaoke remote, and her lips curled into a grin.

“Next, me!”

“Give it here!”

“Arghh!”

“Hey! Putting in the same songs over and over is cheating!”

“How many songs are you planning to sing by yourself?”

“First come, first served! And while we’re at it, Ryuuto-sama’s lap is mine!”

“Ryuuto-sama is my prince!”

“Hina, give it to me!”

“Sorry, Hibiki, this is the one thing I can’t give up!”

“I don’t really know the recent songs, but… Would it be all right if I joined in?”

And just like that, a tug-of-war over the karaoke remote began. It couldn’t be helped. Like lionesses fighting over a single male lion in the savannah, the girls completely abandoned restraint and started loading up songs one after another.

“Hey! At this rate, it’ll take until morning to finish all of them!”

“But still…”

The girls pouted as they struggled for the karaoke machine.

The only one who barely managed to rein in the chaos was Akiha Kojou, the class representative from the Healing Division.

The karaoke remote could register up to 200 songs. With each one averaging about five minutes, that meant if they actually sang them all, it would take at least sixteen hours. And now that sitting on Ryuuto’s lap was at stake, the girls had blinded themselves on purpose, with no intention of stopping.

In other words, songs would just keep piling up endlessly. An infinite karaoke session until morning was closing on them.

“You seriously plan on staying until morning?”

“Eh? So what? Honestly, I’d like to sit on Ryuuto-sama’s lap forever.”

Ringo Hasumi muttered, twirling a strand of her loosely waved hair with an irritated pout.

“Yeah, that’s right! I wouldn’t mind just merging into him altogether.”

“I want to be absorbed by Ryuuto-sama.”

“Or better yet, become one with him.”

“That way, we can be together forever.”

“You idiots! That totally defeats the point of the mixer!”

Akiha exploded in anger at Riina Kozakura and Hibiki Asahi’s ridiculous comments.

“That’s it. I’ve decided. This will end after three hours. Ryuuto-sama, you’re fine with that, aren’t you?”

“Uh, yeah. That’s fine.”

When faced with the sharp glare of Akiha—the intellectual beauty whose glasses suited her perfectly—Ryuuto gave a vague answer. In truth, he was weak to strong-willed women who reminded him a little of his older sister.

Still, Akiha-chan, the class representative… She looks so sexy in those glasses. I bet she’d look amazing in a suit. Ahh, I wanna strip her down to just her underwear, leave the heels on, and make her moan on the bed.

Ryuuto’s fetishes were twisted. But it wasn’t entirely his fault. Back when he was younger, his friend Shougen had lent him an endless supply of erotic DVDs featuring female teachers, and that had warped his tastes. The weight of Shougen’s crime was heavy indeed.

“Ahem. Then… Let’s start fresh, shall we? Ryuuto-sama, would you sing this song with me?”

Akiha looked up at him through her glasses, her voice soft.

“O-oh. Sure, Class Rep. But wow, how do you even know such an old song?”

“W-well…I guess you could say I’m quite knowledgeable in Japanese culture…”

Blushing, Akiha fiddled with the microphone cord. Ryuuto caught a glimpse of her girlish side and had to hold himself back before the immovable Fudo Myo-o descended into his lap.

“Ahh, that’s unfair!”

“Oh, I see! That’s a great way to get him!”

“I’m still in the middle of my song though… sniffle.”

Even through the uproar, Minaho kept diligently singing.

“Okay then, Ryuuto-kun too—one more toast!”

“A toast? Wait, this is alcohol.”

Ryuuto took the can of beer Marin handed him and instinctively sniffed it. Marin and the other classmates were sipping sweet, cocktail-like drinks.

“Oh! Should I have poured it into a glass instead?”

“Nah, I prefer drinking straight from the can. But hey, Marin-chan, are minors even allowed to drink in this place?”

“Ah! Um, yeah, totally! While you were gone, the law changed—now fifteen-year-olds can drink.”

Marin made a circle with her fingers for an ‘OK’ sign and gave him a bright smile.

“Huh. Is that so? I didn’t know that.”

Looking around, Ryuuto saw the girls pulling alcohol out of the large backpacks they normally used for dungeon expeditions, lining the bottles up on the table. Right now, Chiaki Yukitomi, whose eyebrows were a little thick, and the cool, composed Suzuka Hisame were singing a currently popular idol song together with surprising passion.

Suzuka was usually quiet, but her voice carried power, putting her a step above the rest. Each time she moved, Ryuuto caught glimpses of her perfectly pale stomach and let his imagination run wild.

Damn, I wanna hit that stomach. Pin her down, make her cry with those teary eyes while I force her to whimper in bed. Wait, what the hell is this abnormal thought? Damn it, is the alcohol messing with my brain already?

Ryuuto’s fetishes accelerated wildly off track—even though he hadn’t drunk much yet. Suzuka moved along with the upbeat rhythm, her short skirt swaying. When it fluttered, something white peeked out. Ryuuto furrowed his brow and focused intently on her underwear.

Little did he realize, Suzuka was the kind of girl who would happily lift her skirt if he just asked directly.

“Ryuuto-kun, drink more! More, more! Drink, sing, and let’s party!”

Marin shouted, her red eyes hazy and sultry. The feeling of her body was intense, almost overwhelming. Ryuuto, in return, let his hands wander lightly over her arm and waist. That was the limit of a virgin.

“…Well, it has been a while. I guess I’ll drink a bit.”

“Yaaay, that’s the spirit!”

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