(Chapter 12) I Want To Get Raped In A Reverse Moral World

(Chapter 12) I Want To Get Raped In A Reverse Moral World

"The angel has been defiled... I must purify her in my womb..."

"I won't let anyone else have a second chance..."

"If there's a pioneer, then I can do it too..."

"Akatsuki-kun is mine..."

"Those bitches who fall so quickly..."

"They're not virgins anymore anyway, so what's the big deal? Come on, let's do it..."

What the hell is going on here? I've been waiting for something like this... But with this many people, it's going to be tough... Yesterday, it was just the two of them...

I need to adjust my goals to make sure I don't get overpowered. That won't be easy... But I don't want to die, and I don't have any other choice...

As I was lost in thought, a girl from the crowd approached me. She had short hair with a pink hairpin, and her chest was flat. She looked like the kind of girl who wanted to lose weight.

She walked up to me with determination, and asked, "Hey, Akatsuki-kun, do you know what this is?"

She showed me a photo of me, covered in love juice after finishing. I recognized it as one of the pictures that Harada-san had sent me. I wondered how many pictures she had taken.

But who would want a picture of a man's aftermath? It's not like it has any value to anyone.

But in this world, it does have value. If this photo got out, and all the girls at school saw it, they would be in the same state as they are now.

I covered up the identifying features, but I knew that the girls would still recognize me.

If I were a normal guy, I would have killed myself after something like this happened, but instead, I got excited.

But I knew that Harada-san and Sakurai-san would be out for revenge if they found out that I was the reason they were in this state.

Maybe I should be more careful in the future, so they don't do something reckless. But if I say something, they might resist and become even more rebellious.

"What's wrong with this picture?" I asked, trying to play it cool.

"This is you, isn't it, Akatsuki-kun?"

"No, it's not," I replied.

"Liar! It's definitely you! Look at the uniform!"

I sighed. "Fine, it's me, but don't jump to conclusions. I didn't ask for you to identify me based on this lewd photo. I found it, but I don't know who it belongs to, so I can't just decide based on that."

"But this is a uniform from our high school, and you're the only one who wears it like that... Don't act dumb, I know it's you," she said, getting frustrated.

"Hey, calm down. Don't be so quick to judge. I m just saying, it's not right to label someone based on a suspicious photo. Besides, it's not like I'm the only one who wears this uniform," I said, hoping to calm her down.

"Don't act so high and mighty, Akatsuki-kun. I know what you're like. You're just like those other guys. I can't believe you would do something like this," she said, looking at me with disgust.

"Don't lump me in with others. Just because you think you know me, doesn't mean you do. I'm not like that," I said.

"Whatever. Just remember what I said. I won't forget this," she said as she walked away.

I watched her go, thinking that her approach was all wrong. Threatening and nagging me wasn't going to get her anywhere. But I couldn't blame her for being upset. I had been careless, and I needed to be more mindful of my actions.

I shook my head and continued on my way to class. It was going to be a long day.

**

After watching Shortcut-chan and a few other strangers leave together, I once again began to walk towards the classroom. I didn't know the new girl's name, but I assumed she would come back soon for her revenge rape (jealous face).

And then, I opened the door to the classroom. The time was...right before the start of homeroom, due to my tardiness and the Shortcut-chan incident.

As I entered the classroom, I was immediately met with the intense gazes of my classmates, or rather, I was met with the gazes of animals that hadn't been fed for days and were now presented with the ultimate piece of meat.

Ah, could everyone please stop looking at me with such fervor (dazed).

At least I can avoid being raped by a man for now (flag).

"Hey, Hayatora-kun, good morning. You're cutting it close to the start of the homeroom, so please take your seat quickly."

This is once again my homeroom teacher, Yoshikawa Asumi-sensei. Of course, she is beautiful, and she has large breasts, which is almost a given in this world. She has long, straight, tea-colored hair, and she has gentle eyes, giving off the impression that she would be easy to push down if you so desired. She is always wearing a parka and a well-fitted pair of pants. Today, she is wearing a dark blue parka and jeans. If you look closely, it seems like she isn't wearing a bra, and if she leaned forward slightly, her nipples would be visible.

"I'm sorry for the bother, but could I have a moment of your time... I have a few things to discuss. I'll sit down right away."

I said with a strained smile.

Did you think I would curse at her like I usually do?

But think about it, from the perspective of other students, it would be the worst impression if the worst person in the class fawned over the homeroom teacher.

"Huh? What's up, angel!"

Huh? What's going on now?