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Prison School +Plus

Warning: The story is exceedingly dark and contains explicit mature and gore scenes. This is the start of a long story about five boys struggling to survive at Hachimitsu Academy, an all-girls school. Each character employs a different strategy, which results in a variety of unexpected events. This fanfiction places more emphasis on Fujino Kiyoshi as the main character, who unknowingly merged with a strange memory during his middle school graduation holiday.

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Kiyoshi, you jerk. Did you do the same thing with Hana as you did with me?

Even though I don't want to be confused with these people, it seems like we have unavoidable similarities. Seeing them so horny right in front of the person they lust after is stupid, so it's no wonder they might face consequences like being slapped, punched, kicked, or insulted.

The issue is that they consistently manage to have a way to get me involved, even though I have absolutely nothing to do with it. Fortunately, over the past few days, I've managed to establish a positive reputation with female students. As a result, when I found myself caught up in their issues, a few of them stepped up to support me.

"I must admit, the students at this school resemble untouched flowers in a greenhouse," you might think I'm exaggerating, but having attended an all-boys school for three years in middle school, I can attest to this observation.

Gakuto, who appeared to catch wind of my murmuring, swiftly turned his head. Based on what I heard earlier, it seems like he has some other plan in mind to set us free or something. I'm not sure if the action figure I got him is messing with his head, but he's been acting differently than his usual self.

"Kiyoshi-dono, you're the only one I can count on. You've become indispensable to me, just like my right hand. General Guan Yu taught me firsthand how challenging it can be to train soldiers."

"Fuck No," my brief response caught Gakuto off guard, but he didn't have a chance to respond. I heard Shingo, Andre, and Joe's voices, and when I glanced behind Gakuto, I noticed them sprinting towards Meiko.

Shingo and Joe both held a mineral bottle, attempting to offer it to her. However, their lewd face made me question their true intentions. Meanwhile, Andre wasted no time in forcefully shoving his two friends with his imposing physique. He kindly offered to wipe away her sweat with a towel in hand.

Soon, cries of agony echoed across the field. Shingo, Andre, and Joe found themselves on the ground, their faces battered, as they endured the cold and disgusted stares of the female students.

"Vice President-dono, is it time for the break to end? We still have ten minutes, right?" Gakuto asked cautiously. He attempted to keep a smile on his face but appeared quite tense.

"Yeah, I already know that! Now, get out of the way. I have no business with you!"

Gakuto's behavior was surprisingly commendable compared to the three perverted men who were just beaten up there. Although he still couldn't help but glance at Meiko's chest, he managed to maintain some self-control. However, Meiko's fierce nature still overpowered him in the end.

"I told you to move. Why are you still here?" Since she didn't have her whip, she resorted to punching Gakuto, causing him to kneel down with a pained expression.

Upon hearing her recent remarks, it appeared that she had a specific matter to discuss with me. As I pondered her intentions further, she swiftly caught me off guard with a sudden chokehold.

"V-Vice President... aghkkk... I can't breathe..." Even though I could feel the softness of her breasts on my back. I wasn't too thrilled about the idea of dying like this, so I made an effort to pry her hand off my neck.

"Kiyoshi, you jerk. Did you do the same thing with Hana as you did with me?" Despite her anger, Meiko made an effort to keep her voice low.

"Alright... ughkkk... I'll tell you, but not here," I could sense the tension in my neck easing, but Meiko refused to release her grip, dragging me relentlessly down the road.

If it weren't for her strong body odor caused by sweat, I would have felt lightheaded. Even though she doesn't look like she has a muscular body, her strength is no laughing matter.

I found myself back in the familiar spot, where an old wooden chair remained steadfast in its position. Meiko released her grip on my neck and settled into the chair, fixing me with an intense gaze.

"Quickly explain."

"I understand that you may not be pleased with this, but I took the initiative to do it in order to avoid raising any suspicions from Mari-senpai," even though Chiyo was the one who carried out the task, there was no doubt that I had instructed her to do so. Meiko still seems unaware of my closeness to Chiyo.

"I don't think she would agree if I simply mentioned you, but I am confident that what she showed was genuinely sincere," I added.

"I know that much. I'm just a bit disappointed. Our lunch didn't turn out as special as I had hoped," Meiko sighed. It seemed like she was content with the explanation I provided. Since it was just the two of us, I planned on carrying on with what I had done the previous day.

"I meant it when I said I could set up another date for just the two of you," I've mentioned dating multiple times, and right from the beginning, Meiko didn't deny it. Even though I'm certain, she remains unaware of her true feelings.

Nevertheless, I sense the genuine affection she holds for Mari. When it comes to love, she's completely obsessed. She's willing to go to great lengths to dedicate herself to Mari, so my offer is something tempting to her ears.

"Hmph, don't be so confident-"

"I can help you plan more than just lunch. You can spend time together doing other things. For example," As I approached her, our eyes met, and I continued:

"Shower together," I intentionally adjusted the pace of my speech to create a stronger impression, and it seemed to have an effect as her cheeks quickly flushed and her vision became hazy. It appeared as though she was envisioning something based on what I had said.

My smile vanished as Meiko's hand abruptly seized my collar, her gaze turning icy once more, "Do you believe Mari and I have a weak bond? Over the past 3 years, I've frequently taken baths with her-"

Meiko abruptly fell silent, not because I had interrupted her but seemingly because she had become aware of her own inappropriate remark. She released her grip on my collar, but I couldn't simply let this matter slide.

"So, just to clarify, when you say 'often,' could you give me a sense of how frequently that actually is? I imagine it's quite challenging for that opportunity to arise, given Mari-senpai's busy schedule. Is Hana-senpai also with you, even in those situations?"

As I observed the furrowed brows on Meiko's face, it became clear that I had struck a chord. This presented an opportunity for me to expand upon my proposal and establish additional terms as compensation.

In the past, we would only do each other favors when Meiko would bend the rules and allow me to leave school to buy things for Shingo, Joe, Andre, and even Gakuto action figures. As a gesture of gratitude, I took care of organizing Meiko and Mari's lunch.

"What are you looking for? I believe I've already been quite lenient with you in comparison to your friends," despite Meiko's continued domineering behavior, her frequent loud swallowing indicated her excitement.

"Let me squeeze your breasts," There, I said it. In the end, I fucking said it right in her face.

"Are you fucking crazy!" Meiko abruptly stood up from her chair, causing her breasts to sway with the sudden motion. After witnessing that, my resolve only grew stronger.

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