Chapter 619 – #2-67 Magical Girl Sex Slave Simulation (Preparation) (3)
Although she had suddenly asked strange questions, she could not grasp the principal’s true intentions.
Nothing more was said by Principal Pig, and she was somehow alone in thought.
She didn’t specifically sexually harass me or ask for service.
But that doesn’t mean Kei has been playing all this time.
My main job is, of course, the role of the headmaster, who is the most important person in this high school, as a sex slave slave, but aside from that, there were quite a lot of things to do.
It doesn’t matter who does it, but it can’t be done.
The headmaster said that it was not necessary to rush, but as the days went by, she saw that the small tasks piled up, and her heart became heavy in many ways, even if it was a temporary job.
‘That doesn’t mean she can’t reduce her service hours as a sex slave.’
Without that time, it sounds like she could get the job done by the margins.
But since the principal herself said it was okay if she couldn’t do everything, she might be better off not caring too much.
Anyway.
I went back and forth to the principal’s office, warehouse, and other places in the school, but in any case, the principal did not ask for additional service in earnest that day.
I wonder if it was to the extent that I squeezed my own breast milk instead of milk or cream while making coffee in the middle.
It was just what I usually put in, and it wasn’t even the principal’s request.
Aside from that, was it to the extent that he glanced at me every time he came into sight?
Other than that, nothing really happened.
As if your mind is somewhere else.
… Anyway, even though I’m not particularly disappointed or have nothing to do.
After her work ended without anything noteworthy, I felt a strange emptiness and regret for some reason.
Still wearing semen-soaked panties, rubbing their thighs against each other as if unconsciously hoping for something… I tried to soothe the emptiness.
The uterus, which must be ovulating an egg today without fail, as if pleading for something… It seemed like it was being stabbed.
* * *
“Let’s see… ■■■■ Thread… ■■■■ Thread…”
After the day’s work is over, the high school class after school.
In that special area, I was walking alone, remembering the instructions I had heard before.
In this high school, there is a section used by general students and an area where you cannot enter without permission.
That is the “Special zone”.
I don’t know what they’re doing in this area, but I remember seeing people on the other side of the corridor who seemed to be researchers a few times as I passed by, so maybe they were doing some research.
Besides that, I see teachers from time to time… After all, I can’t tell the details without seeing it myself.
‘Come to think of it, Yaya-senpai…’
Not long ago, after discussing titles for a while, we eventually decided to discard the existing titles such as ‘Nim’ or ‘Mr.
It could be something like ‘sister’, but it’s somehow awkward to call someone who looks younger than me unnie.
Anyway.
According to Yaya-senpai, it seems that this “Special area” Is suspicious.
It seems that there is a hidden space.
The point is that a school for students made a zone that general students cannot enter.
In addition, the more you listen to it, the more suspicious things become, such as the fact that the area is as wide as the general area.
But at the same time, I wonder if Yaya-senpai’s worries are just unfounded… She even thinks of doing it.
She’ll do that too, she’s already been secretary by the headmaster’s side for a month, and she hasn’t caught any tail yet.
Either she kidnaps women, or uses brainwashing and hypnosis techniques to turn them into obedient slaves.
It’s about sexual harassment, but that’s a story within the scope of common sense and duties.
Of course, I keep clinging to it slowly, serving whenever it is difficult to do work, and when I’m bored, I put it on my chest and suck breast milk until I leave, or use my mouth instead of a toilet to handle urine, saying it’s annoying to go to the bathroom. .
Other than that, they make me do various embarrassing things, though I don’t really like what they do.
Anyway, all of that is “Extremely common sense”, And as a teacher in this city of cultured education, it’s an extremely “Natural thing”…
That’s why, I think that the kind of nonsensical thing that Yaya-senpai is concerned about has nothing to do with this school or its principal.
Could it be?
If not, it doesn’t make sense that I can’t see anything suspicious after watching for a month.
Trying to rape me next to me, trying to brainwash me, trying to restrain me… There was nothing like that
‘This area too. I couldn’t find anything particularly suspicious.’
After listening to Yaya-senpai’s words, I sneaked in too, but I couldn’t find anything special either.
A room with a suspicious feeling… Anything.
Umm…
I wonder if it was too much of a doubt…
‘No, no. This place is literally in the middle of enemy territory.’
‘Dan-ae also emphasized it to me several times. No matter where you are, no matter how suspicious people are, it’s not enough.’
I also didn’t monitor the principal’s every move 24 hours a day, and when I think about it again, it doesn’t even make sense for me to openly reveal such things to me who is only a month old.
I wondered if I could see a gap in something after a month or so.
As much as that is not enough, there is a possibility that the principal is very competent.
In any case, since he is the head of this school, which fosters geniuses, it is not surprising that he has a level of detail that is difficult for an ordinary guy like me to detect…
‘… First of all, let’s watch some more.’
‘If one day I show off an easily recognizable tail…’
First of all, there is no other sharp option right now, so I have no choice but to act as a faithful secretary and teacher as I have been doing so far.
Let’s just be careful not to be brainwashed or hypnotized in case you’re defenseless.
‘Yes. It doesn’t take anything like that now.’
‘It’s not like hypnosis or brainwashing, it’s not that I don’t feel like it’s of no use to me, or that it’s not.’
Anyway, it’s safe now.
If you really get caught… What to do… Danae and Yaya-senpai said that if you get caught in something like that, you don’t even know you’re caught and become a puppet…
Of course, right now, I’m pretty sure I’m in a normal state that’s not caught at all, but…
‘I’m not sure why… Yes, you can think of it that way… I feel like it.’
“■■■■ Thread… Ah…”
While I was lost in thought, it seemed that I had arrived at the place I was aiming for.
The basement floor of the 『Special Area』, Which came as directed by the principal, and a mechanical door visible from the back.
Look at the nameplate on the door and confirm that you have come to the right place.
… Well, no problem
‘Well… How do I get in?’
I pushed the door with my hand, but it wouldn’t open. I tried the teacher’s ID card that I had, but
[This is an unauthorized user.]
It was rejected with a hard voice.
Uh, what to do?
No, I’m the experimenter, can I do this? How do you get in
‘I’ll come with the principal.’
The principal is also admitted to this experiment, so if she had come with the principal, who would surely have the card key, she would have been able to enter with it.
‘Because of the clothes…’
But today I had to come separately because I had to change my clothes. Because of the experiment, I couldn’t come in my usual teacher’s suit.
Yes.
Because I needed it for the experiment, I had to change into a magical girl costume…
‘… Magic Girl?’
“Uh… ?”
Again, I check my outfit.
It is a familiar outfit with a short skirt, the upper part of the chest exposed, and a deep cut in the back.
It’s familiar, but at least it’s an outfit that I wouldn’t wear at this school.
That’s right, the fact that I’m a magical girl here…
[Sensei Kay, have you arrived?]
I almost fell into panic for a moment, but I came to my senses when I heard a voice mixed with mechanical sounds.
A voice different from the one I heard when I took the ID card a while ago. It was a familiar voice. It was the principal’s voice.
[Clothes… Yes, you came wearing what I asked for.]
As requested? What? Why?
Why am I wearing a magical girl costume… ? Uh… ?
No, I’m sure I remember wearing it myself, but… I dare to go to the changing room and change into 〈 Costume Change 〉… What… ?
[Come inside anyway. And since that door is a biometric authentication type, you can authenticate yourself with the camera on that side. Just like in the dormitory.]
With a confused head, once I looked around, there was definitely a camera lens hanging near the door.
It was immediately clear that the lens was near the waist, and where it was authenticated by the word, just like in a dorm.
‘What… Why am I wearing a magical girl costume… No… Rather, I was caught… ?’
Even with a confused head, the body moves steadily.
Put your hands under your skirt and pull your panties down to your thighs.
She lifted the hem of her short skirt and leaned forward in front of the camera lens, exposing her small pussy hidden underneath.
A wheezing sound came from the machine.
When I thought that the camera was taking pictures of my embarrassing place, I heard a voice in my ear saying that 〈 Exhibitionism 〉 and 〈 Exposure Addiction 〉 traits were activated.
Somehow, the heat in my body rose, and my head went blank.
Her worries about being discovered as a magical girl were pushed to the side of her head, albeit for a moment.
‘My pussy… I wish someone would watch more…’
‘Obviously through the lens… Someone must be watching… ?’
Her body trembled with faint excitement, exposing her cunt.
With a voice saying that it was authenticated, the door finally opened.
… … A little more, but it’s good.
Damn!
“… Calm down.”
With a light slap on both cheeks, dispelling the strange thoughts that kept popping up, I tidied up my clothes and entered through the open door.
* * *
“Welcome, Miss Kay. Stand on that side.”
I followed the guidance of the humanoid robot waiting beyond the open door, and I came to a very comfortable meeting room-like space.
There is space inside, and tables are lined up so that you can sit around in a circle.
Across the table sat monsters with familiar or unfamiliar faces.
What they have in common is that they all wear white coats.
And in the position seen from the seat of honor, the principal was sitting and manipulating the hologram display in front of her eyes.
“…”
The white-clad monsters were whispering each other as if they were making an evaluation. I don’t know what he’s talking about, but at least he didn’t seem to want to include me.
In a somewhat uncomfortable atmosphere, I, dressed in a magical girl costume, walked into such a conference room.
