Hentai King System

(Half belief, half doubt? Not bad.)

Rigel lifted the corner of his mouth small.

He who carried the cheat skill [Rape] preferred rape in all kinds of situations.

He wanted to avoid his fame spreading too far.

"Now then…"

Rigel narrowed his eyes slowly and looked around.

In the stir, the gaze searching for a familiar figure caught its target without much trouble.

That man was bouncing chestnut hair and swaying his body with a slight slouch, frolicking.

Restless like a puppy, not caring about the surrounding air.

Beside him was a man who, in contrast, kept a cool expression.

It was somewhat theatrical, but excitement he could not hide seeped from the way the corner of his lips was oddly lifted.

They both belonged to a lower class of the first year.

And they were also members of the same swordsmanship club as Rigel.

Moderately vile yet moderately keeping promises, they were certified as bad friends by Rigel in the sense of gangbang comrades (though only Rigel did the actual sex).

They were not reluctantly following Rigel.

There was the merit that if they stayed around Rigel they could suck sweet nectar.

Besides, they simply got along reasonably, so being together was reasonably fun as well.

"Yo, you guys. If I recall the names are… Mars and Jin. So you were here."

When he called out, the cool man, Mars, reacted to that name and slowly turned his face toward Rigel.

The corner of his mouth warped fearlessly.

"Well well, hero-sama. I'm glad you finally remembered my name."

"What a sarcastic guy. It's a miracle I even remembered a guy's name, you know? Be more grateful."

"Yes yes, I give my thanks. But even so… you did it quite flashily."

"'Did it.' Is that praise?"

"No. It's an impression mixed with jealousy and fear."

Mars informed him politely.

There the other one beside him, Jin, cut in with force.

"Seriously, what was that!? I knew you were strong, but I didn't think it was that much! Were you holding back all the time!?"

"I wasn't holding back. There just wasn't the chance. Calm down a little."

"No no, anyone would get excited watching that fight! Not letting that Discipline Committee chair get close at all, how far does it go…"

Jin's eyes shone like a boy's.

For him it was a pure tribute mixed with respect and shock.

Rigel shrugged lightly.

"…So? How was the surrounding reaction?"

Mars narrowed his eyes and answered while carefully choosing words.

"There are many who are starting to recognize Rigel-san's strength. But those who fully believe it are still only a portion. The foolish masses avert their eyes from a reality they cannot look at directly."

"I see. …I'll ask just in case. What did Jin think?"

"Ah. It was insanely erotic. After bouncing back [Enslavement Magic], Rigel ordered the Discipline Committee chair to masturbate, right? Most guys didn't well understand the situation, but I got it."

"…Hoh? Details, please."

Rigel urged him on.

The Scale Sword was a famous national treasure blade, and its magic effect was not something one could understand at a glance.

Hearing impressions from the audience's viewpoint would not hurt.

"Well, I edged about three times. Left it for about five minutes… then a fierce jerk-off ejaculation after that. Too much sperm came out and I couldn't move for a while."

"…Who told you to talk in detail about your own masturbation situation!!"

Rigel kicked Jin flying.

Part of the satisfaction gained from raping Aria flew away.

In that instant a cheer like a ground rumble rose in the venue.

As if someone had lit a fire, the audience stood all at once, and the stir shook the air.

Countless gazes concentrated on the magic screen on the stage.

"It seems the semifinal matchups have been announced."

Mars said while standing.

Rigel also rose from his chair and turned his eyes to the giant crystal board in front.

Magic letters glowing pale blue were projecting names.

"Semifinal, first match: Amelia vs Michael"

"Semifinal, second match: Rigel vs Testarossa"

Rigel's breathing stopped for only an instant.

The depths of his chest waved strongly, and the world's sounds receded.

"…Testarossa, is it…?"

The words that leaked from his throat rang heavy, as if confirming his own consciousness.

Testarossa was a classmate.

Memories of days spent together rose from the bottom of recollection.

Boyish eyes.

Sharpened body movement.

And a one-of-a-kind martial art that held both intensity and softness.

Her figure like that floated vividly.

"Your face changed color, you know?"

Suddenly Jin's voice rang by his ear.

As if pulled back by that voice, Rigel raised his face.

He arranged his expression in an instant and floated a bitter smile.

"No, I was just surprised. I didn't think she would come this far. So she properly survived."

"…You okay? I watched the matches up to here, and that one's pretty bad. It was quite a close fight, but she even beat upper-class third-years. She has ridiculous martial ability."

"I know. That's why it's interesting."

The instant he put it into words, there was an emotion like a flame lighting deep in his chest.

Mars warped the corner of his mouth in a grin.

"…Hohoh. 'That's why it's interesting'? It's a little rare for Rigel-san to rate someone that far. Could it be she's a girl you're interested in?"

Mars poked Rigel with his elbow as if teasing.

Rigel denied it at once.

"I didn't say that. It's not that kind of talk."

But because that reply was oddly fast, it conversely sounded like a bull's-eye.

There was no way they would miss that, and Jin lifted the corner of his mouth.

"Heh? So even rape-demon Rigel had those feelings of that age."

"Shut up. I'll kick you flying again."

While declaring it coldly, a different emotion was sprouting inside his chest.

Not mere interest as a warrior.

Something more fundamental, something that pulled him whether he wanted it or not.

(She's the real thing. She entered S-class with good entrance exam results, and without being satisfied with that she's raising her ability further. Her personality is honest and serious, and yet she has a playful side and charm. …But that's exactly why.)

Rigel unconsciously clenched his fist.

That feel quietly announced the fight to come.

"Testarossa…"

Whether the two beside him caught that mutter spoken to no one was unknown.

Only, in that instant, something inside Rigel quietly, certainly switched.

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