Chapter 80 - A Challenge from the Student Council

"So, the decision has been made: we're starting a Circle." 

"Yay~"

To share the future plan, I decided to talk with Big Sis Calibur and Lady Staff first.

It was after school. The inter-school events had concluded, and for the time being, our student life was peaceful.

"Our beloved seniors are facing financial difficulties, so the purpose of this action is to support them." 

"That is absolutely out of the question."

Oh? Lady Starf’s tone was unexpectedly harsh...

"Well, is it not obvious? For a noble, the greatest responsibility is to bring prosperity to the lands entrusted to them. To neglect that for the sake of appearances in social circles is the height of putting the cart before the horse. To become so destitute that they cannot even pay tuition... if you ask me, that makes them failures as nobles!!"

Lady Staff, who can spit out lines like that, is truly a "sturdy and frugal" type of noble. Together with her father, the current Lord, she’s the practical type of aristocrat who pours blood and soul into territory management rather than showing her face at central high-society parties.

As a result, her family is apparently drowning in money. They are fundamentally different from Spear and the others who are gasping for air while worrying about their reputations.

As a side note, because of these circumstances, there are surprisingly many noble sons aiming for Lady Staff. If they win her over, they marry into a wealthy house. Furthermore, since Lady Staff herself is a dazzling beauty, there’s no reason not to target her.

Consequently, every day, I spend my time breaking the bones of the men with wicked motives who try to approach her. It’s not a metaphor. I make sure to break the arm bones of those who don't seem too troublesome, and the spines of the truly nasty ones. Doing so was a promise I made to the Lord who appointed me as her guard. In our first year, I repeated the cycle of breaking, snapping, and compound-fracturing; perhaps because that was so effective, now that we’re in our second year, the idiots have mostly disappeared, and things have become quite quiet.

End of side note.

"Anyway, back to the topic of starting a Circle..."

Since then, I’ve done some research on my own to grasp what exactly a "Circle" is. At this Royal Academy, Circle activities are strictly gatherings meant to streamline or advance one's studies. Apparently, they aren't like hobby groups—no tennis circles, rakugo clubs, or modern visual culture research societies here. For example, there are circles for gathering information in preparation for entering high society, or circles for finding party members to dive into dungeons.

In that sense, in this world, a Circle seems to be an extension of one's academic pursuits.

"If we're going to apply to establish a Circle, we first have to clarify what its purpose is."

Starting the Circle itself is a settled matter. I won't debate that anymore.

"That's unexpectedly difficult, isn't it? I assume it shouldn't overlap with existing circles?"

Big Sis joined the discussion, helping us brainstorm.

Exactly. If our activities overlap with an existing circle, it’s obvious they’ll just say, "Well, why don't you just join that one instead?" and reject us. Therefore, if we're going to rise as a new power, we have to launch a brand-new circle full of originality—a type that has never existed before!

"...Maybe a 'Yari-Circle' (Hook-up Circle)?"

I felt as though the "Ah, I knew it" retorts from around the world were echoing. Originally, "Yari-Sā" (Hook-up Circle) was a derogatory nickname; no circle actually operates under that sign.

"What's a 'Yari-Sā'?"

Being residents of this world, the word naturally didn't translate to Sis and the others.

"I understand! Surely it’s a circle for researching the handling of spears (Yari), abbreviated as a Yari-Circle!" 

"Then, would a person who researches spears in a Yari-Circle be a 'Yari-man'?"

I had to correct the misunderstanding before it took on a life of its own.

"A 'Yari-Sā' is a circle where men and women have sex (Yari-makuru) all the time." 

"I see!!"

They accepted it with incredible speed. I had hoped for a little "How scandalous!" style of disgust, but it’s too late for that with these two. If you could check their "lewdness parameters," they would have maxed them out long ago. Yet, their "partner count" is still only one.

"A circle dedicated to sex... how very intriguing. Just imagining being able to research creampie-pussy-sex with Sao-san as an academic pursuit is wonderful!" 

"The only man allowed to belong to the circle would obviously be Sao, right? If anything, it’s Sao's Harem Circle... a 'Hā-Sā' for short."

Hā-Sā. It has a bit of an Okinawan ring to it. Like an abbreviation for "Nankurunai-Sā" (It'll work out somehow).

At any rate, if I'm going to turn my harem into a circle, I definitely want Big Sis Calibur and Lady Staff to participate. Come to think of it, I should ask this now.

"If I make a Circle, will you two join?" 

"Of course we will!!"

They both agreed instantly, which was great.

"In fact, the option not to belong doesn't even exist! You and we are always of one heart and mind, are we not?!" 

"That's right! If it’s a circle Sao starts, we’ll join; if it’s an army Sao raises, we’ll enlist; and if Sao founds a nation, we’ll become its citizens! We’ll stay with you to the ends of hell!"

Sis's resolve was a bit scary, but I was relieved to know they’d follow me if I started something.

"By the way, why did you two suddenly start taking off your clothes?"

My sister and my Master tend to try and get naked as soon as something happens. Before I knew it, they had already cast aside even their panties.

"Well, talking about love like this is the signal to have sex, isn't it? ❤️❤️" 

"My pussy is crying out for Sao’s cock. ❤️❤️ Well, it usually is anyway. ❤️❤️"

Big Sis Calibur and Lady Staff already had the eyes of women seeking affection. Or "the eyes of a predator," you might say. Perhaps their training had gone too far; they’d begun to view even the smallest trigger as a green light for sex. The hair-trigger was far too sensitive.

I thought I should probably adjust that, but sex with the two of them is top-tier, so I just let myself be swept away.

"I love you, Sao! ❤️❤️ I love you, love you, love you! ❤️❤️ Being ravished by Sao's cock is my greatest happiness! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ My pussy, dedicated only to Sao! ❤️❤️❤️❤️" 

"I love you too, Sao! ❤️❤️ My pussy is the 'dedicated-to-Sao pussy No. 2'! ❤️❤️ Let’s build a happy family of three in the future! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

As I was alternating between ravishing those two alluring rears lined up side-by-side... the door clicked open. It was our homeroom teacher, Instructor Whip.

"...You two really go at it anytime, anywhere. A student's duty is to study; I’d prefer if you’d refrain until graduation."

Is it really appropriate for you to start taking your clothes off the moment you enter the room while saying that, Instructor? I thought. Haven't you also been completely 'trained' by now?

"You have such a cold attitude even though I came to finish your errand, Sao. I’ve put together the certificate of permission from the Instructors' side for the Circle application... do you not want it?"

"I want it, I want it, I NEED IT! Thank you, Instructor!"

To think the Circle application, which seemed so difficult at first, would pass so easily! The best thing to have is a female teacher you’ve seduced and turned into a meat toilet!

"It’s in exchange for the semen that sprays from your cock. I won't give it to you unless you pour plenty of it into my pussy." 

"Yes, yes..."

When we first did it, there was supposed to be a reason like "checking the performance of my skills," but now we were just in a relationship where she did it simply because she wanted to. The gap between her face, usually tightened with authority, and her face melting with pleasure was something that excited me every time I saw it.

"However, Sao, even if the permission from the teachers is granted, not everything is settled. The progress is only at about fifty percent." "

What do you mean by that?"

I thought your 'training progress' was at about five hundred percent, Instructor?

"The establishment of a new Circle also requires permission from the students' side. Since the 'title' of a Circle is the autonomous activity of students, the students' self-governing organization cannot remain uninvolved." 

"The students' self-governing organization...?"

Does that mean...?

"The Student Council. In order to launch official Circle activities, in addition to teacher permission, you need permission from the Student Council. Only with both combined is it officially recognized as a Circle of our school."

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Following that advice, I decided to head to the Student Council.

"So this is the Student Council Room...?!"

It’s been a year since I started attending the Royal School. I never even knew such a room existed in the school building. Well, I suppose the Student Council is something that an average student has no connection to or interest in.

In fiction, they often rule the school, surpassing the adults, and there’s a feeling like "Student Council President = Strongest in School," but I wonder how it is in this school. It’s an isekai, after all; I’ll keep my wits about me so I’m not surprised by whatever happens.

First, knock-knock-knock. 

I knocked on the door three times with a reserved level of force...

"Enter." 

"Excuse me~"

Receiving permission, I entered the room politely.

And, well, I was shocked. Even though I’d prepared myself mentally not to be surprised.

Inside the Student Council room, there was a Monolith. One of those rectangular slabs made of a material that looked like either stone or metal. Why was such a thing in the room?! Even for an isekai, this is way too abrupt!

"What is your business? If you have a matter for the Student Council, present it concisely."

"THE MONOLITH SPOKE?!"

Well, of course it would speak—it’s a Monolith!! If my modern knowledge is correct, a Monolith can do anything! It can evolve life to its limits and probably even tell you passwords!

"First, identify yourself. It is common courtesy to state your name when meeting someone for the first time." 

"To a mysterious slab of matter?!" 

"Please do not misunderstand. This is a communication device meant to smoothly take in the requests of the students. Through this magical tool, long-distance calls to Student Council members in other locations are possible." 

"I-Is that so?!" 

"The Student Council is busy. Currently, we are on our way to visit the Royal Capital Knight Order to confirm the safety of the next inter-school event. We have made these preparations for students who visit while we are away."

Ah, so this is like a phone that runs on magic. ...Though there are no mobile phones this huge.

"It cannot be helped, so I shall identify myself first. I am Scutum, a final-year student. I am serving as this year's Student Council President." 

"I am Sao, a second-year student. It’s a pleasure to meet you!" 

"I know. You are a celebrity, after all—in various senses."

If you know me, don't make me introduce myself! ...I suppose I shouldn't say that. It’s a matter of etiquette.

"You are the one who won the 'One Day Heaven-Breaking Ceremony,' the first inter-school event of the year. Besides that, you’ve set the fastest record for dungeon practicals, and you’re a man who is never short on topics, such as working behind the scenes for Instructor Suppapan's downfall. There is even unconfirmed information that you are in Her Majesty's good graces..." 

"Y-You certainly know a lot, don't you?" 

"We, the Student Council, are an autonomous organization that works to protect the safety of all students and maintain an environment that is easier to learn in. We wouldn't be up to the task if we weren't sensitive to information to a certain extent." 

"I see!"

This is bad... What’s bad is that if I look at myself objectively, talking to a mere slab, the scene is so ridiculous that I'm losing my nerve! I’m starting to think this is a strategy to apply pressure and make it harder for me to say what I want to say.

"So, what business does the school's biggest troublemaker... or rather, its most famous celebrity, have with the Student Council? Did you come to take the seat of Student Council President from me because you're too confident in your own strength?" 

"President, you certainly like your jokes!"

If such a troublesome position were gift-wrapped and handed to me, I’d politely return it! Or rather, does this school fight for the seat of Student Council President in such a "warlord-era" fashion?! Is there no peaceful method (elections)?!

"Um... the reason for my visit is that I would like to receive permission to establish a Circle." 

"Circle establishment?" 

"I have already received permission from the teachers. All I need is for the Student Council to say 'It’s okay,' and it’ll be perfect." 

"That is a 'No'."

Wait, what? Blunt. Uncompromising. Merciless.

"We, the Student Council, are an autonomous organization meant to protect the stability and peace within the school. Therefore, we cannot easily make a decision that would disturb that tranquility."

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