Just moments ago, she had been completely engrossed for an entire class, but now, less than halfway through, she felt the need to take a break. Otherwise, she might not even be able to stand steadily later, losing the graceful image of a princess.
Fortunately, Aegis and Lumilia were there to help, and if necessary, Sylpha and the others could step in as well.
The strength of the elven race wasn't particularly outstanding, but the awareness of their people was generally very high. Even compared to the dragon and mermaid races, the elves held the advantage.
"Mmm..."
Seeing Iris's white-stockinged legs trembling slightly, Aegis responded shyly, biting her lower lip as she walked up to Hachiman. She imitated Iris, slowly sitting down and embracing him.
However, Aegis's voluptuous figure was quite different from Iris's petite and delicate build. Sitting in Hachiman's lap, she couldn't nestle into his embrace as comfortably as Iris could.
Instead, Aegis could only press her face against Hachiman's alongside Lumilia, clinging to him with intimate closeness.
Sacrificing herself for the revival of the elven race, lowering her head for the glory of the elven royal family, this was the duty of an elven princess, of every elven maiden, and what she ought to do.
But somehow, it felt like she, Iris, and Lumilia were no longer just sacrificing themselves for the elves.
If it weren't for Sylpha, a former forest guardian, and the other elven maidens from their clan, those skilled in magic potions, hunting, combat, and adventure, all of exceptional talent and beauty, waiting here for the president's favor and aid, Aegis might have thought she was simply dating him.
Not only was she with someone she loved, but she could even improve her own strength through their interactions.
This kind of life, free from battles and the complexities of socializing, where she only needed to think about how to be happy... seemed quite nice too.
Aegis gazed at Hachiman, who was tightly embraced by Lumilia, and stopped dwelling on these troubling thoughts, throwing herself wholeheartedly into the grand cause of contributing to the elven race.
Lumilia, the youngest elven princess and the last to arrive here, didn't have as many reservations as Aegis.
To her, she had always been doted on by her mother and sisters back in the elven capital. Now, she had simply moved to a different place, with the addition of the Savior-sama spoiling her.
Being able to indulge in her unspeakable hobbies while contributing to the elven race and fulfilling her responsibilities as an elven princess, what could possibly be wrong with that?
The only slight annoyance for her was having to watch her sisters go first every time.
After all, she was usually the one being pampered by her sisters and had never participated in a single battle. How could she have the nerve to compete with them?
She could only enjoy the Savior-sama's favor without reservation once her sisters were tired.
"Hehe...", Iris smoothed out the wrinkles on her plaid skirt and white thigh-high stockings, then looked up at Aegis and Lumilia, one sitting in Hachiman's lap and the other standing beside him, both receiving aid, and nodded in satisfaction.
Lumilia didn't need any worry. She loved this kind of thing and had studied plenty of theoretical knowledge. With her astonishing development, Lumilia could effortlessly shoulder the responsibility of providing aid.
As for Aegis, due to their clan's preference for slender, delicate beauty, she had developed some insecurities and was rather passive in her interactions with the president. However, that had already improved, and she would likely become much more proactive in the future.
This way, all three of them could stand on their own, taking the lead in aiding their fellow clansmen under the president's guidance. Even if one of them became pregn*nt first and couldn't participate in the aid, they wouldn't have to worry about the elves' advantage being overtaken by others.
Besides, the elven race wasn't limited to just the three of them.
Before the Elven Spring dried up, their mother, the elven queen, had nurtured several exceptionally talented elven princesses in the spring.
Unfortunately, the problem of the Elven Spring's depletion wasn't something that could be solved by having a few more elven princesses.
The elven race wasn't just lacking in ordinary elves, they were especially short on high elves.
Now that the Elven Spring had dried up to the point where no new elves could be born naturally, reproduction was the only way forward. The sole hope for the elves' revival and restoration of their former glory rested on the president.
Thinking of this, Iris tensed her smooth, slender legs, perfectly encased in white stockings, and withdrew her gaze from Hachiman, the savior of the elven race, turning instead to Gabriel, who was staring straight ahead as if completely unaware of the commotion beside her.
"Gabriel, would you like to give it a try?", As she spoke, Iris fastened one end of the empathy bracelet onto Aegis's wrist and held out the other end to the golden-haired little angel, Gabriel.
"...Iris, do you really think I'd put that on? This bracelet isn't like that cheap wristband, is it? Once it's on, it's hard to take off without Hachiman's permission," Gabriel, who had initially planned to play deaf and pretend she knew nothing, could no longer ignore the situation when Iris offered her the silver bracelet, the same one that Ichinose Ayano and the others both loved and feared. With a complicated expression, she looked at Iris.
Would Hachiman let her take off this special bracelet? She wasn't sure.
She trusted Hachiman's character, but he seemed to like her a lot. So much that he had fallen into such depravity because of her...
If only she could be like the other students in the classroom, oblivious under Iris's invisibility and soundproofing magic, she wouldn't have to endure this torment that unsettled both body and mind.
Though, the thought of knowingly turning a blind eye while Iris and Hachiman fooled around beside her was also hard to accept.
"Why wouldn't you? You did say you'd help me and the president before," Iris smiled cheerfully at Gabriel, who was just as light and delicate as her, if not even more petite and adorable.
The president had already told her that Gabriel was an angel and that Vignette was a demon, both sent from the celestial and underworld realms to train in the human world.
Though she had been utterly shocked when she first heard this, no wonder Gabriel and the others were so strong, after digesting this staggering revelation, her interest only grew.
If she could drag Gabriel and Vignette into this with her...
"That didn't mean I'd let Hachiman do the same things to me as he does to you...", Gabriel, hearing Iris bring up the past again, knew full well that this seemingly pure, elegant, and noble elven princess was absolutely brimming with mischief. Her face twisted with resentment.
"Back then, I had no idea what 'help' really meant! And you tricked me into assisting you...", After learning about Iris and Hachiman's unrestrained behavior in the kitchen, she and Vignette had stopped letting them cook together.
How could she possibly be willing to "help" them the way Iris did?
Keeping watch from a distance with Vignette, offering some assistance or protection for Iris and the others' "aid," was already the furthest she could compromise.
"Wouldn't experiencing it firsthand make it easier to help us? Come on, don't worry about not being able to take it off. The president likes you too, he'd never do anything to make you uncomfortable."
Iris beamed as she held out the empathy bracelet to Gabriel.
"Then stop making things difficult for me, just like Hachiman! If you want to wear it, wear it yourself, don't try to make me!"
Gabriel firmly pushed it back at Iris. She was an angel, after all. Watching over Hachiman and Iris from afar to protect their "aid" was already her limit.
There was no way she'd use something like this. Absolutely not!
"Mmm?"
Just as Iris and Gabriel were tussling over the bracelet, an almost imperceptible muffled moan from an unfamiliar voice made them freeze.
Oh. They seemed to have forgotten about the sympathy bracelet.
Though the empathy bracelet was only fastened to Aegis's wrist at the moment, with Iris's end still free. Aegis, currently receiving aid, couldn't share sensations with Lumilia, who wasn't wearing the bracelet.
But the girls wearing the sympathy bracelet could still experience everything Aegis was feeling as if they were there themselves.
The two of them swept their gazes across the classroom, landing on Yuina, Minami, and Rin, all wearing the wristbands.
Finally, their eyes settled on Hachiman's direction, where Miura Yumiko, a golden-haired beauty sitting in the back row by the window, was slumped over her desk, a pink wristband on her arm.
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'What's going on...?'
'Why does it feel so weird? Is there a bug or something?'
Miura Yumiko frowned slightly, putting down her pen. She glanced at the podium, where Kirisu Mafuyu stood, and then at Hachiman beside her. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she discreetly tugged at her clothes and gave them a little shake.
Nothing. It didn't seem like any bugs had gotten into her clothes.
But the strange sensations in her body were only growing stronger.
First, her chest felt as if something invisible were pressing down on it.
Her legs felt odd too, with an unusual friction against her skin.
Weird sensations prickled all over her body, though those two spots were the most noticeable...
After a while, the odd feelings gradually faded. Yumiko, who had been pressing her black-stockinged legs together tightly, nearly slumped over her desk, and almost let out a noise of surprise, finally relaxed.
She didn't know what had caused the strange sensations or why they'd suddenly vanished, but at least they were gone.
That bizarre feeling had been like an unbearable itch all over her body, yet she couldn't scratch any of it.
Once class was over, she'd have to visit the infirmary.
Yumiko, seeing that half the class had already passed and only half remained, exhaled softly and straightened up. Under Kirisu Mafuyu's puzzled gaze from the podium, she picked up her pen again.
She wasn't fond of studying either, but Marin and Nijika, even Gabriel, were all doing pretty well academically. She didn't want to embarrass herself when grades came out.
'Wait, that weird feeling in my legs...'
A while later, just when Yumiko thought she'd make it through the rest of class uneventfully, she twitched her black-stockinged legs inside her indoor shoes and suddenly turned to glare at Hachiman beside her.
At the same time, Hachiman turned to her and smiled.
Seeing his reaction, Yumiko's eyes widened with suspicion and confusion.
Was this weird feeling his doing?
That sudden burst of dampness... felt exactly like what Hachiman had subjected her to that day.
But if it really was him, how the hell was he pulling this off?
Yumiko glanced down at her slender calves, sheathed in black knee-high socks, then couldn't help lifting her feet slightly. She looked back at Hachiman, who was just leaning against his chair, clothes perfectly neat, and her confusion deepened.
Was it just her imagination?
But that sticky sensation... didn't feel fake at all...
Noticing that Gabriel, on Hachiman's other side, seemed to have caught her staring, Yumiko reluctantly averted her gaze. Suppressing the urge to kick off her shoes and investigate, she instead scribbled in her notebook.
The moment Kirisu Mafuyu turned her back to the class, Yumiko slid the notebook onto Hachiman's desk.
[You damn p*rvert! Was this your doing?]
Hachiman picked up the notebook, placing it on Aegis and Lumilia's laps as he opened it. Seeing Yumiko's accusation, he couldn't help but chuckle.
Though she had no proof and Hachiman hadn't given anything away, the only p*rvert around her was him. So of course, she'd immediately suspect him.
Naturally, Hachiman had no intention of hiding it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have met her gaze when she looked at him.
Earlier, the empathy bracelet had been on Aegis's wrist, allowing Yumiko to share her sensations. But he hadn't planned to embarrass Yumiko in the middle of class, so he'd taken it off for a while. Now, with Aegis and Lumilia both sitting on his desk, he fastened the bracelet onto them together.
[Weren't you going to compensate me? Three times a week.]
He passed the notebook back. Yumiko read it and fell silent for a moment before scribbling furiously and shoving it back at him.
[I did say I'd compensate you! But not during class!]
[And you never agreed to be my errand boy either! You're still keeping up that twisted bullying dynamic with Yuina and the others!]
Now that she'd confirmed the strange sensations were Hachiman's doing, Yumiko let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Of course it was this damn p*rvert. Who else would be into something like this?
Even so, she still had no idea how he was managing this. Just how ridiculous were his abilities?
Not only could he force her to bully him, but he could also make her do it remotely?
Did that mean Marin and Nijika were in danger too?
Yumiko immediately looked over at Marin and Nijika in front of her. Seeing them both focused on the lesson and not being subjected to the same forced bullying as her, she relaxed slightly.
If Marin and Nijika were going through this too, she couldn't keep hiding it from them.
As fellow victims of Hachiman's forced bullying, they had a right to know.
'Wait, no—'
Yumiko's gaze snapped to Yuina, Minami, and Rin, noticing how they kept glancing subtly in her direction, as if observing her condition.
Of course! They knew too.
They were the ones who'd dragged her into bullying Hachiman in the first place.
Just as Yumiko was about to continue condemning Hachiman's p*rverted behavior, she realized he seemed to be getting even more excited.
She didn't need to look at his face to feel it clearly.
Damn it... How had things turned out like this? Shouldn't she be the one in control?
Shouldn't it be her deciding when to bully him, only giving in when Hachiman begged on his knees, clinging to her legs?
Yumiko gripped her pen tightly, pretending to take notes while imagining Hachiman's face under her foot, stomping down with all her might.
But judging by the quick glance she stole at his expression, it seemed she was the one being forced to bully him, not the other way around.
As another wave of dampness erupted from her toes, Yumiko's face burned crimson with humiliation. She angrily kicked off her shoe heel and peeked down, only to find her black knee-high socks perfectly clean, as if all those sensations had been her imagination.
But this was definitely not her imagination. The bastard had admitted it himself.
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