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 - 85

Chapter 85: Q&A Session

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Ryuuto stood at the podium. Every female student suddenly began fussing with her hair, running fingers through it as if styling it. Every one of them was absurdly beautiful—like the distilled essence of an idol group. Ryuuto’s sense of reality blurred like a pale spring haze.

What the hell is this situation? Ah! I get it. It’s like one of those group gang-bang scenarios you see in AVs. Yeah, yeah.

Ryuuto glanced around the classroom and finally accepted the situation.

In that case, I’ve got this!

Got what, exactly? Another version of himself in his mind interjected with a snarky comment, but now that his nerves had settled, he could speak in his usual voice.

“I’m Ryuuto Sakazaki. I transferred here because I wanted to relearn some skills at this explorer school. I’m a lot older than everyone else, and to top it off, I’m pretty clueless about the world, so I’d be really grateful if you could teach me a few things. In exchange—though I don’t know how much it’s worth—I do know a thing or two about swordsmanship and magic, so feel free to ask me anything. Oh, and once you pick a major here, your class apparently stays the same for three years. So, uh, I’d be happy if we could all get along. Nice to meet you.”

Ryuuto bowed politely. Instantly, the entire class stood and burst into enthusiastic applause.

It feels like I’m graduating or something…

That thought vanished from his mind when he saw that half the class had become so emotional they were crying.

“I’m so happy, Ryuuto-sama…”

“I’m clumsy and inexperienced, but I look forward to being with you♡”

“Oops, I think I might’ve just gotten pregnant~♡”

“Haaah… Just your voice is enough. I could live the rest of my life on that voice alone.”

“I’ll teach you. Every last bit of me—I’ll teach it all to you, so I want to know everything about Ryuuto-sama too. Eek, I actually said it~”

“Lick lick, I wanna lick~ I wanna lick~”

A wave of that sweet scent unique to young women hit him. That peach-like fragrance was due to a chemical compound called lactone. This kind of sweet gas released from the skin was something only young girls have.

“Now, now, you girls—let’s settle down. So, about your seat, Sakazaki-kun…”

“Pick me! The seat next to me just opened up!”

“Ahh! Don’t kick me!”

“Here! Over here! This spot!”

“Ayanokoji-san. It seems the time has come for us to settle this once and for all.”

“Manrikouji. Forgive me, but Ryuuto-sama’s heart is the long-cherished wish of my clan. This is where your story ends.”

“Fufu, I will return those words to you.”

“I refuse. You’ll fall here!”

A blonde rich girl and a black-haired traditional Japanese beauty were about to have their final showdown.

What the hell am I even looking at right now?

“Geez, everyone~ At this rate, Sakazaki-kun will be totally overwhelmed. Ah, I know! The teacher just had a brilliant idea! During class, how about we let Sakazaki-kun sit right here next to me?”

Koyomi pulled over a chair next to the teacher’s desk and winked. As Ryuuto expected, the classroom instantly exploded with loud booing.

“Are you kidding me?!”

“That’s totally unprofessional!”

“Abuse of authority!”

“Get off your high horse, old hag!”

“You dirty bastard!”

“My, so lively today. Well then, how about we decide Sakazaki-kun’s seat with a random draw later? That sound fair?”

The instant Koyomi said that, all complaints vanished. All over the classroom, students began silently praying to unseen forces. Ryuuto kind of wanted to go home.

“Okay, okay, that’s enough. If we give everyone individual time now, the classroom will absolutely descend into chaos—something the teacher can clearly foresee. So! Let’s switch over to a Q&A session for Sakazaki-kun. Sound good?”

The class roared in excitement at Koyomi’s suggestion.

“Alright, anyone with a question for Sakazaki-kun, please raise your hand!”

“Yes, yes!”

“Oh, Koyomicchi, pick me, pick me!”

“Yes! Me, yes, please!”

“Alright, the loudest voice! Amahime-san!”

“Y-Yes! Yayyy! Um, Ryuuto-sama! Nice to meet you, I’m Sakura Amahime, attendance number 1! So, my question is—um, umm—do you, do you have a g-girlfriend!?”

“Eh? Ah… No, I don’t.”

“Alright!! Then—”

“Okay, Amahime-san. One question per person, remember? Now, Shirakawa-san—you with the bloodshot eyes over there!”

“Yes! Ryuuto-sama, I’m Marin Shirakawa! Um, this might be a weird question to ask so suddenly, but please don’t get freaked out, okay?”

“Sure, ask me anything.”

“What’s your favorite sexual position?”

“-Huh?”

Ryuuto froze. The words didn’t match the sugary, little-girl-like voice coming from the adorable girl with the huge ribbon standing before him. Meanwhile, the entire class burst into thunderous cheers and praise for Marin.

“As expected of Marin the Demure-Looking Slut!”

“She casually asks the question none of us had the guts to. Total respect!”

“Yeehaw, that’s our class’s proud perverted ultra-masochist!”

“Yahaha~ Thank you, thank you~”

Marin smiled bashfully, making the rounds to shake hands with her classmates.

“Way to go, Lewd Snow White!”

By the way, Marin had long black hair and liked to wear a bright red headband. Around school, she was known as the “Fallen Snow White,” a nickname given to her for her erotic expertise, and was affectionately referred to as “Lewd Snow White.”

Are you seriously okay to see your life going down this path?

“So, Ryuuto-sama. What’s your favorite position?”

“Uh, well, hey, uh… Sensei? Do I have to answer this?”

“Alright, Shirakawa-san. Since Sakazaki-kun is clearly uncomfortable, let’s skip that question, okay~?”

“Aww. Oh, wait! Ryuuto-sama, for the record, my favorite is doggy style. So if you ever feel like trying it out, feel free to let me know! I’m basically good with anything~”

Marin spun around, stuck out her well-shaped butt, and wiggled it side to side. Then she gave a sharp wink with her big, dark, sparkling eyes.

What a nice ass.

Ryuuto, overwhelmed by how surreal the whole situation was, suddenly found himself vividly remembering the Dark Dragon he once fought to the death in a dungeon.

Dragon-san, rawr. Hyubobobo.

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