Using a Mysterious Spellbook Ended Up Creating a Slave Harem - Chapter 36

Afterwards and Preparations for the Cultural Festival

"──This is the exact moment you two came at the same time."

"Ah..., I-I can't believe I'm making such a lewd face."

"Oh, honestly♪ Master, you're too much..."

Right now, I'm sitting on the living room sofa in my boxers. Nestled close to me on both sides are Rina and Erika, who have taken off their white brims and are now wearing only their maid bikinis.

After that, I used healing magic on the two of them to erase the hickeys I had left all over their bodies, and we took turns showering to wash off the sweat. Their drained physical strength is being restored by the crests absorbing my magic-infused semen.

It also has various other positive effects, like making them feel physically better and improving their skin condition. Apparently, their fellow idols occasionally ask them for their secret.

While chatting about things like that, we are currently copying the camera data onto Rina’s laptop and happily watching it together.

"As expected, Erika looks more like a gravure model."

"That’s because my experience is different♪"

"Should I do gravure modeling too?"

"No, please don't. I'm the only one who needs to see you like this."

I converse with the two of them while looking over the photos and videos I took. That relaxed atmosphere continued until it was time for me to go home and I left the room.

+++

Around mid-October, when I visited the Fortune-Telling Club room, the club president, Ichikawa-senpai, invited me to her house over the weekend. The reason was that Kojina-san was going to try on a shrine maiden (miko) outfit, and they wanted my thoughts on it.

Naturally, there was no way I would refuse. Seeing an incredibly beautiful, ideal Japanese maiden in a shrine maiden outfit is something I'd gladly pay money to see.

And so, on a Sunday afternoon two weeks before the cultural festival, I visit the president's house. Thinking it’s a pretty large house, I ring the intercom, and she comes to greet me.

"Welcome, Saida-kun."

"Excuse me for interrupting, President."

"Come on in. My family is out, so don't worry."

"Ah... where is Kojina-san?"

"Otowa-chan arrived just a moment ago."

While talking, I am guided to the living room. There, Kojina Otowa is sitting on the sofa in her casual clothes with beautiful posture.

"Hello, Kojina-san."

"Hello, Saida-kun."

"First... shall we take a short break?"

The president serves drinks, and we chat for a bit. Once the cups are empty, she finally makes her move.

"Well, let's get to today's main event."

"...Okay, Mitsuho-san."

"Saida-kun, wait here, okay?"

"Understood."

"Thanks. Now, Otowa-chan, let's head upstairs."

"Sigh..."

Taking along Kojina-san, who doesn't seem very enthusiastic, the two leave the living room. Once the sound of footsteps going up the stairs fades away, I pull out my smartphone to kill time.

+++

After some time has passed, I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I stop messing with my phone, and the president walks back into the living room.

"Saida-kun, sorry to keep you waiting. ...You can look forward to this."

"If you say so..."

"I mean, it's insanely cute. Okay, Otowa-chan."

Slightly lagging behind the president's words, Kojina-san shows herself. Just catching one glimpse of her, my body completely freezes.

The shrine maiden outfit she is wearing doesn't look like a cheap cosplay; it gives off a genuinely authentic impression. Clad in such an outfit, her divine beauty completely overwhelms me.

"See, isn't it amazing?"

Saying this, the president is snapping photos of Kojina-san like crazy with her smartphone. Kojina-san, flushing red with embarrassment and casting her eyes downward, is incredibly cute, but a potential problem crosses my mind.

"U-um... President."

"What is it? ...Ah, it's fine. I'll share the photos with you later."

"I-Is that so? Thank you very much. ...Wait, no, that's not it."

"It's not?"

Even while talking to me, she keeps snapping photos, seemingly completely unaware of the issue. Looking closely at Kojina-san, whose face has turned even redder, I confirm with the president.

"...Are you really going to make Kojina-san wear this outfit at the cultural festival?"

"Yes. ...Don't tell me you don't want other boys to see her?"

"Sigh..."

"You want the superiority of being the only one who gets to see Otowa-chan's shrine maiden appearance, don't you?"

Taking full advantage of the situation, the president uses Kojina-san to tease me. It seems she truly doesn't understand, so I have no choice but to point out the issue.

"I won't say that's not part of it... but it'll probably turn into a massive pain."

"A pain?"

"Yes. I think a massive crowd of boys will gather, and it will become completely uncontrollable."

"Eh..."

"If that kind of commotion happens, wouldn't it threaten the very survival of the Fortune-Telling Club?"

"............"

Stopping her photography, the president stares intently at Kojina-san. Her expression gradually turns grim.

"...Is it that bad?"

"Most likely. Right now, Kojina-san is even more attractive than usual."

"Ugh............"

"Hmm..."

"President. A horde of high school boys is going to swarm her, you know?"

"I... I also feel like it's a bad idea..."

Using my argument as a golden opportunity, Kojina-san—who disliked the shrine maiden cosplay anyway—joins in to persuade her. The president won't do anything reckless if the survival of the club is on the line.

"...You're right. It might cause trouble, so let's give up on the shrine maiden look..."

At the president's decision, Kojina-san and I let out a massive sigh of relief. With this, it looks like we can get through the cultural festival safely.

"But you two still have to help me out. We need to sell out all the fortune slips (omikuji)."

"Yes, understood."

"I-I'll do my best."

"---Well then, shall we go change, Otowa-chan?"

Saying so, the president leaves the living room. Instead of following immediately, Kojina-san steps closer to me, speaks in a small voice, and then heads upstairs.

"...Thank you, Saida-kun."

+++

As the cultural festival draws near, the atmosphere inside the school begins to buzz. Today, the president is absent because she's attending a meeting for club leaders, leaving Kojina-san and me completely alone in the club room.

With no particular conversation, I stare at my phone while she reads a book. During this time, I use affinity/affection-enhancement magic on Kojina-san to stir her emotions.

Perhaps as a result of that, she has been casting glances over here while pretending to read her book. When our eyes meet, Kojina-san's face instantly flushes bright red.

"What's wrong? ...Is it about the class play?"

"...Y-Yes. Saida-kun, you're the one who pulled the strings, right?"

"No, when I went to ask Naruse-san about moving things along, that was already the script."

Naruse-san is a girl from the Literature Club who is in charge of the script for this play. The story she created goes something like this:

The setting is a prestigious high school for the upper class, and the main character is a commoner girl who got in on an academic scholarship. In that high school, there is a famously beautiful and handsome engaged couple, and the commoner girl admires the guy.

From this setup, you can probably guess that it's a typical story where the handsome guy dumps the beautiful fiancée to choose the commoner girl. That said, this worn-out trope worked out perfectly for many people in our class.

The handsome guy role went to Esaka, and the beautiful fiancée role was, naturally, Kojina-san. Many of the girls wanted to play opposite Esaka since he's a model, and the boys didn't want to see Esaka and Kojina-san in that kind of romantic situation, even if it was just a play.

Therefore, this script was passed by a majority vote. I don't even want to remember the fierce battle among the girls that followed for the role of the commoner heroine.

"I see..."

Apparently, it wasn't about the class play. I place my phone on the desk and adjust my posture to face Kojina-san, and she closes her book to face me as well.

"U-Um... about what happened at Mitsuho-san's house."

"...When you wore the shrine maiden outfit?"

"Yes. Back then... Mitsuho-san mentioned sending the photos, right?"

"Ah, those. She sent them to me the next day."

"!! N-No way! Oh, honestly! Mitsuho-san...!"

"...Actually, they're on this phone."

"G-Give it to me! I'm going to delete them!"

As she reaches her hand toward the phone on the desk, her hand gets there just a split second faster than mine. As a result, my right hand ends up clamping down right over her beautiful right hand as she grabs the phone.

"Ah..."

"Mnh...!!"

Kojina-san flinches, her body freezing up completely. I am also caught off guard by the unexpected contact and freeze with my hand still gripping hers.

While a corner of my mind thinks about how incredibly smooth Kojina-san's hand feels, she looks up. Caught in a moment where we are staring directly at each other, Kojina-san's face turns even redder, and she hurriedly pulls her hand back.

"...M-Mitsuho-san sure is late!"

"K-Kojina-san?"

"I'll... I'll go check on her!"

"No..."

"Saida-kun, wait here! ...Kyaa!!"

As if she had completely misplaced her usual cool demeanor, she stands up in a panic. It seems her foot caught on something, and she loses her balance, starting to fall over.

"Watch out!!"

My body reacts automatically. Thanks to my physical abilities being enhanced by magic, I manage to catch Kojina-san just a split second before she falls flat on her back onto the floor.

"Hii...!"

"...A-Are you okay?"

"...U-Uh-huh... !!"

I feel relieved that I managed to save her. But then, I finally realize the problem with our current posture.

I am in a position where I am tightly embracing Kojina-san's body. Furthermore, our faces are so close that we could kiss if I moved just a few centimeters forward.

""............""

The two of us stare at each other in silence. Looking into her moist eyes, a thought crosses the corner of my mind: the closer I look at her, the more breathtakingly beautiful she is.

How long did that moment last? Feeling as if time had ground to a halt, Kojina-san, her face dyed completely crimson, softly mutters.

"S-Saida-kun..."

And then, she slowly closed her eyes.

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