(Chapter 16) I Want To Get Raped In A Reverse Moral World

The committee chairs headed straight for my room as if they knew exactly where it was without any hesitation.

"Let go...! Please, let me go...!"

"See? Your legs can move, right? Start walking."

Right now, I've been handcuffed by the eyepatch maid, or rather, Leesha, and I'm being made to walk like a captured criminal.

We arrived in front of my room.

"This is Saotome-kun's room, right? I had a pretty good idea of where it was from always monitoring... well, sort of."

Huh? Committee chair? You weren't spying on my room, were you?

I highly doubt she's actually been inside, but... it's still kinda scary.

"Th-this is... it’s my first time entering a gentleman's room."

Millie’s reaction is the only source of comfort here. The committee chair looks nuts, Leesha looks intimidating, and the expressionless maid, Aisha, is unreadable... you’re the only comfort I have.

"Miss, Fukami-sama, there might be some traps set up, so I'll go in first."

"Aisha, hold onto this guy for a second."

She’s just making excuses so she can go in first. I get it.

"...Okay."

"Hey! Get away from my room!"

I have to resist for now! (Feeling determined)

"...You're so loud."

"Ugh..."

Aisha quickly covers my mouth with her hand.

...Sorry, it’s part of the job.

Sniff, your hand smells nice. (Blissful)

"... A man's room! ... The uncharted territory I'm entering for the first time...!"

Breathing heavily, Leesha rushed ahead of me and dashed into my room, leaving me with Aisha.

"Hey! Leesha, that's unfair!"

"W-Wait a second!"

When we hurried into the room, Leesha was face down on my bed, sniffing around with deep breaths.

"Fufu! No, wait! Young ladies, Mr. Fukami! You’ll be killed if you get too close! I can’t move because I’m caught in this trap... fufufu!"

There's a woman on my bed. Just that makes me feel satisfied (escapism).

"Millie, I think your maid training needs some work."

"Yeah, maybe I should fire her."

"They say a maid's blunders reflect on her master..."

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"Huhuhuh..."

Haha, the chairperson and Millie don’t look amused. They were supposed to be inseparable best friends.

"... Sister."

Huh? Sister? Oh, so the two maids really are sisters after all.

"Heh, a rift among allies... This is what women are like..."

I’ll just poke the bear for now.

"...! I won't tolerate any badmouthing about the young ladies...!"

As Aisha said this, she pinched my nipple through my shirt.

"Ah!"

Damn it! I felt something from my nipple… what a humiliation...!

"Since Leesha’s using the bed, I’ll just..."

Leesha wasn’t getting off the bed, so Millie started looking around, sniffing the air.

"Snnff... I smell treasure!"

Huh? Treasure? If she’s talking about that treasure book I used to have, it turned into a book about naked men in this world, so I quickly tossed it away. (Dead serious)

Millie was waddling around, shaking her chest and butt as she sniffed... Ah, it’s both soothing and erotic.

"Sniff sniff... Huh? Huh?!"

"... Young lady?"

It seems Millie has found something. Her gaze landed on the dresser.

That’s where my clothes and “underwear” were kept… oh, (I get it).

Millie, you’re my only source of relief. There’s no way you could... No way, right?

"This is it!"

Millie reached for the top of the dresser, where my underwear was stored.

"Hey, stop!"

Seriously, cut it out. What I just said was sincere, not an act. (Dead serious) I sighed in relief when I heard the voice of the student council president, who I hadn't heard from in a while. But to my surprise, she was putting the air in this room into a vinyl bag.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you busy storing the air in this room in a bag?"

The student council president, who had appeared from nowhere, replied with a smile, "Yes, I am. I'm going to take it with me, so why don't you just go home now?"

I groaned, "Fine, I'll leave. But why are you taking the air in this room with you?"

She winked at me and said, "Because it smells nice and stuffy in here."

And then, the student council president hugged my underwear and held it close to her chest. My underwear was buried in her ample bosom.

"Hey, stop it! Why do you want my underwear so much?"

She giggled and said, "Because it's cute. I want it."

I tried to pull my underwear away from her, but she wouldn't let go. I gave up and said, "Fine, keep it. But please give it back to me when you're done."

Just then, the student council president let go of my underwear and started rummaging through the drawers of my desk.

"What are you doing now?"

"Looking for something. Ah, here it is."

She pulled out my favorite pair of underwear from my drawer and held it up to her face.

"Iya! (This feels so good) My favorite! (This is my favorite) Ah! (Ah) My thighs are tingling from excitement! (I'm so excited)"

The student council president started touching herself through her underwear while holding my favorite pair to her face.

"Stop it! That's gross! Get away from my underwear!"

I tried to stop her, but she ignored me. The student council president started rubbing herself even faster with a smile on her face.

"Ah! (Ah) It feels so good! (This feels amazing) I can't stop! (I can't stop myself) My heart is racing! (I'm so horny)"

I couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Stop it! You need to stop right now!"