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 - 88

Chapter 88: Lesson

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“Alright, please open your textbooks.”

Ryuuto had been thrilled with anticipation about what kind of classes there would be, but the first period was modern Japanese, hardly different from a regular high school curriculum. The textbook contained several novels by literary giants like Dazai and Kawabata.

“Hmph, pretty ordinary.” 

Ryuuto muttered.

“Right? It’s a specialized school for training explorers, but it still has all the regular subjects. Though, of course, they take up fewer class periods.” 

“Oh? I see.”

“Ryuuto-kun, since we’re sitting next to each other, it must be some kind of fate, right? If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask me, okay? Oh, and coincidentally, I’m really good at modern and classical Japanese. It’s like I’ve got some noble blood flowing through me or something, you know?” 

“Well, you do seem kinda princess-like.”

“Ehh?! Oh, stop it! Ryuuto-kun, even if you flatter me, I’m only gonna tease you back in a naughty way at most!” 

Marin’s face turned bright red as she playfully tapped Ryuuto’s shoulder. Sharp tongue-clicks echoed simultaneously from various corners of the classroom. Receiving glares mixed with hatred and jealousy, Marin clasped her hands behind her head and blew a terribly off-key whistle.

“Uh, Shirakawa-san?”

“Ugh, don’t be so formal! Just call me Marin. We’re not strangers anymore, right? Look, I’m even sharing my textbook with you since you don’t have one yet! Hehe, you’ll have to make it up to me somehow.”

“Alright, Marin then. I really appreciate you letting me look at your textbook, but…”

“Hm?”

“Why have you been sitting on my lap since earlier?”

“Nnhh~♡”

Right. As soon as the class started, Marin had declared, “Ryuuto-kun, I’ll let you look at my textbook!” and promptly plopped her backside onto his lap, settling into a position where she was practically being hugged. Naturally, Ryuuto was sitting with his arms around her. 

Her long hair tickled his face, a pleasant fragrance filled the air, and her soft hips pressed directly against his crotch, inevitably stirring strange feelings within him.

Ohhh, so soft. What’s going on here? Why am I holding a girl I just met, reading the same textbook together like we’re buddies? Is this a dream? Could it be that this is all a dream? Am I still wandering in a dungeon, and this is just a hallucination induced by brain chemicals at the moment of death?

“Nn!” 

A sultry sound escaped Marin’s lips. She pursed her mouth into a small frown, her eyes closed, and her body trembled slightly. Her expression had a certain lascivious quality to it, causing Ryuuto to swallow hard. After all, he was just a boy.

“Hm? What? What’s wrong?”

“No, no, it’s fine, it’s fine. I’m okay. It’s just… Your arm is touching my chest♡.”

“Hau!” 

A strange noise escaped Ryuuto’s mouth in surprise. Instantly, a wave of boos erupted from the classroom. Erasers and crumpled notebook paper were thrown at Marin.

“Too far! You guys are going too far! Hey!”

“Argh, I’m so jealous!”

“Cut it out, Marin!”

“Get off him, get off Ryuuto-sama!”

“Ugh, my brain is burning with jealousy!”

“Okay, okay, everyone, quiet down. If you make too much noise during my class, I’ll send you outside. And Shirakawa-san, if you keep acting too full of yourself, I’ll turn you into mincemeat. Get off Sakazaki-kun promptly and just lend him the textbook normally.” 

Koyomi, the teacher, instructed. Marin stuck out her lips but complied reluctantly. 

“Fiiine. Tch.”

“Oof.”

As Marin grudgingly got off Ryuuto’s lap, her long hair draped over his face, obscuring his vision. The pleasant scent of her shampoo filled his nostrils, and as his groin’s guardian deity began to assert itself. Ryuuto bit his lip to endure the desire from overflowing. 

God, please don’t let anyone notice.

But alas, fate was merciless. As Marin moved to her own seat, she definitely noticed the tent in Ryuuto’s pants and flashed a sly, suggestive grin. Leaning in slightly, she whispered to his ear. 

“Hey, Ryuuto-kun. Wanna sneak away later, and I’ll lend a hand to take care of that for you?”

“Huh? What?”

“Hehe, you don’t have to play dumb.”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Ehehe, alright then, let’s study together nicely, okay?”

“Uh, yeah.”

From then on, Marin pretended to focus on the lesson but kept stealing glances at Ryuuto’s sensitive area. Her pink tongue peeked out from her cherry-colored lips, teasingly flickering, and Ryuuto felt a new door about to open in his mind. His eyes darted back and forth in a panic. 

As soon as the first period ended, Ryuuto was surrounded by the girls in the class. It was truly a scene of indulgence, straight out of a comic or anime where a handsome guy got mobbed by girls. But the truth was, Ryuuto was the only boy in the class. 

In fact, he was the only boy in the entire school. To top it off, Ryuuto was the only living Japanese male within a ten-kilometer radius.

“Ryuuto-sama, Ryuuto-sama! I’m Hibiki Asahi! Nice to meet you!”

“Hey, that’s cheating, jumping in like that! Ryuuto-sama, I’m Riina Kozakura!”

“I’m Kei Kurumizawa. I’ve been eagerly awaiting the chance to meet you, Ryuuto-sama!”

“I’m Ringo Hasumi! Nice to meet ya!”

“Haha, got it. Nice to meet you all.” 

Ryuuto replied, barely keeping up with the onslaught of self-introductions from the girls.

Wow, they’re all insanely cute. What’s going on here? Is this some kind of idol training agency?

Enveloped in a suffocating mist of sweet pheromones, Ryuuto felt a slight dizziness. After all, every girl was pushing through the crowd, vying to assert herself. It was, in a way, a lawless zone. 

From outside the classroom, shrieks and squeals suggested that girls from the entire school were gathering there. The girls from the Healing and Recovery Department seemed to be guarding the entrance, blocking others from different departments.

“Ryuuto-sama is the treasure of our recovery department. We won’t let you vixens lay a single finger on him!”

“Hmph, for once, we agree.”

Two refined, aristocratic-looking girls, who usually seemed at odds, united in their mission to protect Ryuuto and began working together. But well, that part was not that important though.

“Hey, Ryuuto-sama, when you take a bath, what part do you wash first?”

“I wanna know too~ ♪ For me, it’s my chest.”

“For me, it’s… Down there. Eek!~”

“If it’s alright with you, I’d love to assist with your bath next time, Ryuuto-sama. Would that be okay?”

“Hey, that’s not fair! Me too, me too!”

“You girls, can’t you have a more constructive, normal conversation? Oh, Ryuuto-sama, if you call me when you’re bathing, I, Chiaki Yukitomi, will be your human sponge and clean you thoroughly, so don’t forget me!”

“Sponge? Chiaki, you mean you will become a human scrub brush, right?”

“Haha, good one!”

“I’m not scrubby down there! I actually take good care of my hygiene!”

“Haha, Chiaki-chan, self-destruct!”

“Huh?! No, wait, Ryuuto-sama, I’m not a scrub brush!”

“Ryuuto-sama, you’d better steer clear of Chiaki. In contrast, I, Suzuka Hisame, am naturally hairless. I don’t think you’d find it unpleasant.”

“Uh, Hisame-san? I get it, but why are you grabbing my arm and pressing it against your… You know?”

“Hm?”

“No, no, that’s not a ‘Hm?’ moment! Don’t try to communicate with sound effects!”

“Hey, stop that perverted behavior!”

As the conversation went on, the girls gradually closed the distance with Ryuuto, inching closer and closer. Overwhelmed by their sweet scents, beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

“Oh, Ryuuto-sama, what’s wrong?” 

A girl with beautiful light brown hair whispered in his ear. Her slightly low, husky voice sent a tingle through his brain.

“Uh, it’s just a bit hot, I guess. More importantly, can you tell me about this school’s curriculum? It’s not like we’re just doing regular classes all the time, right?”

“Of course not! The next period is math, but from the third period onward today, it’s all practical training, so we’ll get to do all sorts of things.” 

Said Momona Kashiwagi, a girl with twintails that suited her adorably cunning charm. Like the other girls, Momona touched Ryuuto’s shoulder, locking eyes with him intensely. 

Every time she spoke, a sweet fragrance wafted to his nose, making his head spin. He felt an urge to grab the petite breasts in front of him but managed to restrain himself.

“Hm? Ryuuto-sama, my chest isn’t that big, but it’s got decent bounce. Wanna give it a try?” 

Momona teased.

“No, no, don’t say it like you’re offering me a drink or something like that!”

“Teehee.”

Wait, she’s touching me a lot. Does that mean… She likes me? Does she like me? Hold on, do all the girls like me? Hehehehe~ Man, this is tough. Even if this is all just a hallucination my brain’s conjuring up at the moment of death, honestly, I’m glad I lived.

Surrounded by the girls, Ryuuto savored the bliss.

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