Because I Was Excluded Out of the Class Transfer, I Decided to Steal My Classmate's Lover

Chapter 79: The Crimson Ogre

-The time rewinds a bit from the attack of the red devil.

After talking with Subaru, Ran has some idea of what to expect. With Hibiki, Aya and Ageha in tow - accompanied by Subaru and Reika - Ran walked down the corridor at midnight.

Like a criminal on the verge of execution, his expression is stiff, cold, nothing.

What Ran has done is unacceptable by modern Japanese standards.

Because Ran was kicked when he himself did not know if he would survive in this world. Because they insulted his existence in front of the class - a violation of his human rights.

If he hadn’t done this, Ran’s life would have been in danger.

And yet, with the excuse of vengeance, he did as he pleased with the girls, training them mentally with the ease of a bite to eat, reducing them to nothing but a dustbowl of emotion and pure adoration for their first experience. He took it away. It is not possible to justify the actions that Ran has taken so far.

This is even more so when personal feelings are involved.

There are situations which, from a bird’s-eye view, may seem to be both sides of the same coin, but to the parties involved, the arguments are serious and important.

A good argument - in this case, a complete quibble on Ran’s part - is no match for emotionalism.

It’s a terrible thing to exclude a fellow classmate for an uncertain reason. The fact that he was excluded from the group because they didn’t like the existence of Kirishima Ran skill [Underling Training, Sexual Lunatic] - is self-serving.

When absolute power or violence does not intervene -. Emotional arguments will clash and the trigger that will decide who wins or loses and how much skill and power the people in dispute have to round up their opponents.

To put it bluntly, Ran has none of these skills. He doesn’t know how to talk to a man who is upset about his girlfriend or his best friend being cuckolded, and he doesn’t have the charisma to persuade him. If anything, he’s a terrible communicator.

But Ran has a trump card that they don’t have.

The existence of a group of people who will never betray Ran, no matter what happens, they are the ones who will never let anything stand in the way of Ran’s plans.

Another way to stop the clash of emotions is the so-called “majority rule”, which is the epitome of modern Japanese life, especially school life today - in other words, the violence of numbers.

It doesn’t matter how crazy the opponent’s argument is, if Ran can get hundreds of times as many people to agree with him and disagree towards the victim, he doesn’t have to worry about what the other side thinks. Even a madman can make his point.

A dictatorship under the guise of democracy - an outrage.

Of course, there will be a future where people will be replaced and reformers with overwhelming charisma will be able to stop them.

This time, Ran is trying to settle a dispute in the class, that’s all.

He’s not trying to stage a coup, or change the world, or achieve anything spectacular.

It’s a stopgap - a first step towards returning to the world and, for the time being, bringing a moment of peace. It’s just a step away from being a dangerous person who has been erased from existence.

“But I’m going to work with someone who’s left me with a bad taste in their mouth - someone who made me feel bitter and jealous. It’d be a shame if they suddenly took it out on me.”

“In the unlikely event that your life falls short, don’t worry, I’ll take you back to our world. I have no knowledge or experience of embalming, so I don’t want to imagine what he’ll look like when he gets back.”

Subaru’s polite tone of voice is interrupted by a sharp beam of light from behind.

It is like a laser, with a high heat factor. He turned his head to the side just in time to burn the tip of the nape and disappear with a sizzling sound.

“… I’m just kidding.”

“With a woman as devoted as you, I’m sure he’ll be in good health.”

While using healing magic to fix the burnt ends of his hair, Subaru looks at Aya and smiles softly.

Not liking the reaction, Aya turned away from Subaru and said, “Hmph!”

“Don’t ever stray away from me……”

“Of course not.”

Ran put his arm around the back of Aya’s head and pulled her close to him.

The soft, feminine curves of her body are pressed against his, and Ran can smell her sweet scent. Although the scent has faded somewhat, it is still the same body that they have made love over and over again, drenched in sweat. In addition to the sweet scent of high school girls, there is a thick, pheromone-filled odor that reminds him of the passionate act of procreation that they just went through.

Ran unconsciously sniffs her, but Aya doesn’t show any sign of displeasure, and instead presses her body against his.

The heat of her breath excited him and he couldn’t help but lean his face against her neck. But the look of loneliness that shot from behind him almost stopped him.

“…………Mikoshiba.”

She sucks her finger - as the saying goes, she really sucks her index finger - and watches the contact between Ran and Aya.

With that line of sight, Ran returns to himself and turns his consciousness forward.

While leaning against Aya, Ran is pressed by Hibiki. The two high school students were confronted with the sight of their classmates. It’s hard to describe how Subaru and Reika watched the three of them with warm, lukewarm eyes.

“You’re irresistible.”

“You’re very popular.”

Even though Ran knows that what they are saying is not their genuine intentions, he silently looks away.

Not embarrassment or shame. It’s not about those external feelings, it’s about escaping the uncomfortable feeling of being grabbed deep inside.

It was a momentary reality that he had to face, and he cowered wearily.

-That’s when it happened.

“――――――――!”

“――Eh?”

A faint sound struck Ran’s earlobe.

Reflexively, he stops, meditates and listens carefully.

It’s a small voice, like a mosquito’s buzzing. But it’s definitely someone’s voice.

Aya calls out to Ran, who stops abruptly, asking what’s wrong.

Ran asked Aya to keep quiet for a while as he tried to remember the faint voice he had heard. The voice sounded familiar - unsure, reserved, and yet a little bit seductive. He heard that voice, calling his name.

Could the cocktail party effect Ran? Obviously, he or she - called Kirishima Ran.

If it’s a mistake, it wouldn’t be much to him and it’s possible that it was a mishearing or a misunderstanding.

But if there is even the slightest chance of that, then. If someone - one of his wifes - is calling for him.

“Pah! - it’s all going to come out soon……!”

The fact that Ran is still alive will soon be revealed - exactly tomorrow morning.

There’s no need to keep his appearance - his existence - hidden.

The next thing Ran knows, He is running.

The owner of the voice is familiar to him. She shouted Ran’s name. He had every reason to believe that something bad must be going on.

“- Yaka!”

(Note: Yakamashii=noisy)

Looking out of the window, Ran runs down the corridor.

The raindrops are soaking the window glass, making it very difficult to see. He strains his eyes. There is no guarantee that she is within sight. But he still looks for her.

He takes off his jacket and runs. He bites at the window, and with bloodshot eyes, he continues to search for the girl who may or may not be there.

And then - he found her.

“……………Misuzu?”

After spending a year and a half in the same building, it’s impossible to mistake the sailor uniform.

No matter how many similar uniforms are gathered together, Ran will always remember each uniform with its owner.

In addition, this is a different world. It’s hard to imagine anyone other than his classmates wearing a sailor suit.

And what’s more, if it was any other girl. There is no way Ran could have mistaken Misuzu’s back.

After the change of classes, they started to spend time in the same class. There was no way Ran could mistake her.

“Kirishima!”

Aya came running after Ran, who suddenly started running.

Following behind Aya is Hibiki, Subaru and Reika, in that order, reached Ran.

“Why are you running all of a sudden?”

“She called me. She said my name.”

It is exactly opposite to the building where Ran and his friends are. The position between Misuzu and Ran was in height of the floor, Ran was on a higher floor opposite with Misuzu which is one floor below him.

Reflexively, Ran would tap on the window. If they were on the ground floor, Ran would have rushed and jumped out of the window without hesitation.

However, Ran and Co. are currently on the third floor, and it is unlikely they, prepared and unarmed, will be able to safely jump across if they wanted to.

“Did Nekoyama-san call Kirishima-san?”

“No, not Misuzu. It was -.”

Misuzu, who had been standing by the window, wandered over and angularly disappeared from view. Ran thought he saw a boy’s uniform for a moment, but he could only see through countless raindrops - he was so upset that he couldn’t trust his eyesight.

Ran bite his teeth in frustration for not being able to do anything about it and for not being able to handle the emotions that are rising in him.

It wasn’t Misuzu who called Ran. It’s not here, but somewhere else, perhaps.

As he is wasting his time searching and pondering things, that person may be feeling fear and she may be scared.

“If you are in doubt, it’s better not to act rashly, please tell us what we need to know.”

“I understand that you are in a hurry, but if you don’t share information with us, we can’t help you, let alone give you the benefit of the doubt. Can you give us a brief description of what happened?”

Ran took a deep breath once more and managed to keep his mind from wandering too far.

Hibiki and Aya are looking at Ran with concern.

“I could hear Sayaka’s voice. ‘Kirishima-kun.’ It was a very low voice, but I could tell it was a scream. And then-”

Ran pointed to the building opposite and continued.

“I found Misuzu in that room.”

“That room with the lights on?”

Aya lightly pushes Ran and leans forward, pointing to the room opposite.

“I don’t think they’d hear us if we shouted from up here.”

“I don’t know. No matter how far I am, I will never miss the sound of Reika’s voice calling for me.”

“That’s just you Subaru, If you are curious, why don’t you go and check it out? If I can use my skills - spatial manipulation and Dimension the World - to make a series of short-range transfers—”

“We don’t have time for this.”

Reika’s words, which were passed on in an easygoing manner, are stopped by the voice of Hibiki.

While Reika kept on, Hibiki untied the scarf of her own sailor suit.

A hint of determination crosses her cool features and she sticks her tongue out of the corner of her mouth.

Before all of them can understand what Hibiki is doing, Hibiki looks around and then begins to take off her sailor suit.

She rolled it up and threw the white mass down the hallway. In reaction, her tits bounce in her blue underwear.

She unzips and removes her skirt. At the same time, she takes off her loafers and throws them far away.

Her tongue spills out of her mouth, as if she is excited. Her cheeks are slightly stained and she is breathing hard.

Hibiki sits down, generously exposing her unmatched underwear, the chilly floor touches her bottom. It was colder than she expected, and Hibiki stuttered for a moment and jumped up and down.

But that’s only for a moment. After showing off her purple and black striped underwear, Hibiki starts to take off her socks. Ran was unsure if she’s having trouble or if she’s doing it on purpose, but she takes a little longer and throws them off at the same time as the rest of her clothes.

If there were any sensible people here, they would have scolded Hibiki for this act - stripping down to her underwear in front of his classmates, including Subaru and Ran.

Ran is unsure if there’s any common sense in Ageha, but there are a lot of people here who have a few quirks.

No one here made a single comment about Hibiki’s sudden undressing.

With four classmates locking their eyes, Hibiki reached for the last sanctuary.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she removes her underwear. The rolled up underwear is thrown into the dark corridor.

Hibiki dangles her tongue with a satisfied expression, not paying attention to her underwear which has disappeared into the darkness.

Finally, Hibiki is completely stripped down.

“Huh……………”

She lets out a lusty breath and strokes her own hip.

She strokes her cheeks and runs her tongue over her palms. Her chest is heaving, her legs shoulder-width apart, her hips swaying with pleasure

But it was only for a few moments that she let her body melt in pleasure. A moment later, Hibiki regained her serious expression, spread her arms, made a big figure with her naked body, and shouted the name of her skill.

“Demonisation Crimson Metamorphosis!”

In the moonlight, a vermilion glow appeared on her beautiful body. But it was not the result of an emotional outburst of shame or rage.

A jet-black thorn appears at her feet. The thorns twisted around Hibiki’s calves and covered her knees and thighs with a dark ivy.

A reddish-black torrent of magical power that envelops all the important parts and the tips of the breasts.In the end, the black energy on her body dissipated. Hibiki’s body, having lost the dark briar, has been transformed into something far removed from her original glamorous body.

The fleshy arms, the soft tits, the plump thighs and the toned calves are all covered by the red armour like a blazing fire and hidden behind the skin.

Even the neatness of her face is hidden behind a vicious mask that seems to have been formed to inspire fear.

In the simplest of terms, she is the unmistakable and magnificent Crimson Ogre.

Her hair is an exquisite colour, neither golden nor brown, and her eyes are an inverted triangle of yellow. The two horns that pierce the sky and the sharp fangs peeking out from the edge of the mouth evoke a primitive feeling of awe in the onlooker.

The red devil, as depicted in the picture scrolls, exists in front of them.

The sight of such an outlandish and fantastic scene takes Ran’s breath away.

“………… Hi, Hibiki?”

“Ghhh…”

She opened her mouth, which was split open to the ears, and bared her fangs, and the red demon, Hibiki Onigawara, looked down at Ran with a demonic expression.

It was then that Ran finally noticed that Hibiki’s limbs were slightly enlarged compared to their original state.

“-Come, Kirishima”

Before he could comprehend the words, which were delivered in a croaky voice unlike Hibiki’s own, he was embraced by Hibiki’s chest.

The breastplate is rough and hard, like a rasp.

“Hibiki. What the hell are you-”

Ran’s question was drowned out by the sound of shattering glass.

The red, solid legs of Hibiki kicked the rain-soaked window glass.

The glass shards scattered like dust.

Holding Ran in her arms, the red devil threw herself into the moonlight.

She kicked the wall and extended her flying distance. With a roar, Hibiki jumped from the third floor window, scratching the void.

“Gaaaaaaaah!———!!!”

At the same time as he landed, Hibiki roared under the moon. The air rumbled with her roar, and the glass in the room ahead blew away.

But her outrage did not end there.

“A wave of magical power that awakens the black flames - Raging Meteor!”

The unique chanting of the black power is spun from above the head.

A meteorite with flames created from the void converges in Aya’s hands. It’s the energy of the darkness that swirls and black flames shoot out of Aya’s palm.

“- injection burst!”

A mass of reddish-black flames, pushed by the countless meteorites created by her fingertips, flies under the moon like a meteor.

Rays of light are etched into the midnight sky. A moment later, as Ran’s eyes caught the line of light, his vision exploded.

A meteor, born from the flames of hell, is sucked into the wall that blocks the way. It landed. A breath later, a tremendous roar rang out with the blast.

The overwhelming mass shattered the solid wall. A powerful shockwave struck Ran and the Red Devil Hibiki Crimson Ogre held him.

The recoil was more than he could have imagined, and Hibiki stepped on the furnace. However, it was only for a moment that she stopped her advance.

A local riot breaks out in the middle of a tranquil night. There were high-pitched screams from everywhere, probably from the maids on patrol.

Was it because of some kind of secrecy, or was it because of the roar created by the destruction of the wall? A few armoured knights of the Kingsguard, who were probably patrolling the area, gathered around.

But the red devil, Hibiki, with the Ran in her arms, ran straight ahead like a bullet, paying no attention to the events that were happening around them.

“Dragonic Metamorphosis!”

Ran heard a voice in the rising dust.

A moment later, the cloud of dust that had engulfed the area was expelled into the night.

Hibiki stopped in her tracks as the storm blocked her way.

As the dust finally settled, Ran got a clear view of the chant he heard just now. It was Ryuzaki, who had taken off his uniform and naked, flapping the huge wings that extended from his back.

“Ryuzaki!”

His hair stands upside down and his face and chest plate are marked with armour-like scales. With his magnificent wings sprouting from his shoulders like a mythical dragon, he can best be described as a dragon race.

It’s a mysterious sight that takes Ran breath away. But it was only for a moment that his attention wavered.

Ran saw a girl sitting right next to the dragon man, Ryuzaki Tsubasa.

“Misuzu!!”

Perhaps failing to guard against the storm, Misuzu has fainted and refuses to move.

Ran jumped out of Hibiki’s chest and ran to Misuzu. She brushed off her messy fringes and exposed her face to the outside world.

When he picked her up, her head fell from his arms like a baby’s head. She is weak and heavy, and cold sweat drips down her body. Without hesitation, Ran placed his ear against her chest. He can hear her heart beating, but only faintly.

A momentary feeling of relief calmed Ran’s emotions.

But, it was only a short time later that the feelings that had arisen were extinguished.

Ran looks around him, with more keener.

A high school girl sits leaning against a bookshelf and stares blankly at him.

The classmate who clung to a ray of hope and called out Ran’s name in desperation.

And then-.

The moment he saw this scene, something in him burst out.

“Don’t you dare touch my Sayaka——!”

Before he realised what was happening or not, he had shouted.

The emotions that had been stilled rose like a fury.

Leaving the still-awake Misuzu in Hibiki’s care, Ran walked towards her.

As if to protect Sayaka, who is slumped down, he intervenes between them and confronts Yamashiro Hiromasa.

The sound of the night rain, the screams of the maids and the shouts of the knights do not reach Ran’s ears. All the noise is drowned out by the sound of pulsating blood flow, as if his whole body had become a heart.

Hirokatsu is on his buttocks and breathing hard. His eyes are bloodshot, and Ran can see that he is not in a normal state of mind.

But he has only dipped his toes into the abyss of madness. He was blown away by a gust of wind, which must have cooled his head momentarily.

It seems that he was not able to grasp the inner workings of the outrage that took place before his eyes. He had enough time to recognize the madman who had broken down the wall and rushed into the room in the middle of the night.

“……Kiri, shima? Why are you here?”

“Because I was called.”

He looked at Sayaka, who had no energy to speak and unable to stand up, she could only nodded emphatically.

“Because my girlfriend, Sayaka Sadogashima, called me.”

“My girlfriend……you say?”

For just a moment, Hirokatsu’s eyes showed a hint of agitation.

Is it surprising that his supposedly dead classmate appears alive like this?

Or is it just dismay at the lunatic who suddenly appears and claims the girl in front of him as his own?

“You think she’s your girlfriend? No, that’s not possible. You can’t have a girlfriend, you’ve always pretended to sleep alone, you’re a loner, a dark person. You’re so proud of yourself. -Don’t be so smug.”

What happened to his usual gentle smile?

With an insane smile on his face, Yamashiro Hirokatsu shoots a mocking look at Ran.

“You’re that guy, right? You’re the guy who thinks that a girl who pretends to be troubled by a strong man is really rejecting him, right? You know, the one with the misplaced sense of duty to help the innocent-looking girl who’s pretending to be in trouble when a hot guy is coming on to her……If you’re just imagining things in your brain, you really shouldn’t act on them. Can’t you see that you’re a ridiculously stupid bastard who can’t look at himself objectively and is playing the hero in a misguided way?”

Hirokatsu, twirling his fingers around his temples, lets out an exasperated laugh.

Between the time when Ran left the class and now, what had happened to him, and under what circumstances, Ran did not know and seemed unlikely that he would be able to communicate with him.

“…Kirishima”

The emotionless sound of Hibiki’s voice brought Ran back to himself.

The emotions that had been boiling up in him subsided and he finally regained enough reason to grasp his surroundings.

The sound of many footsteps gathering.

It’s not the calm kind. They are clearly hostile, aggressive footsteps.

The sound of metal scraping against metal. The sound of men shouting in unison to raise morale. And then…

“What are you doing here at this time of night? I’m a little sleepy, Sakuya.”

“Night crawling is a cowardly thing to do. If they want to fight, they should come at us fair and square.”

Were they awakened by the roar of the crowd and gathered together with the spirit of an onlooker?

Or were they sent out in the middle of the night to wreak havoc as a military weapon?

Saints with aggressive skills such as Sakuya and Kanami came into view.

Of course, it is not only the girls who have gathered here.

“Sh*t, what the hell is going on at this time of night?”

“It’s a terrible thing, isn’t it? The enemy must be very strong and experienced to crush such a solid wall with one blow.”

It’s a rare combination - Niigaki Takeo and Eiichi Megane come running in with a sigh.

The two came from the collapsed wall - the garden - and stopped in surprise when they saw the brown-haired JK standing in front of the scattered wall.

“…… Oh? It’s Mikoshiba, isn’t it? What are you doing here?”

“Mi…Mikorin? And isn’t that Queenigaoka-san and Kiryuin-kun you see there?”

Reika’s space manipulation - one of her abilities, repeated short-distance transfer, and the three who had visited the scene of the tragedy, and both Niigaki and Megane confronted each other.

“Were Mikorin and the others invited by the knight?”

“…… No, it doesn’t look like they were.”

As if to chide Megane for his peaceful thoughts, Niigaki pointed to a room with a hole in it.

This action made Eiichi Megane turn his head towards the scene and he was blindsided by what he saw.

“It’s Ryuzaki, isn’t it? Yes, and……”

In the face of the red devil, who bends down without a single waistcoat, the woman flinched involuntarily.

But she must also be a saint who has been training at the Royal Palace for the last few months.

It’s not that he hasn’t seen him or her before.

“It’s a demon isn’t it? What’s with the demonization?”

“Yes, that’s right! Why is Ryuzaki also turned into a dragon?”

The situation is somewhat strange, and the two men are left to wonder.

However, with so much circumstantial evidence, it is possible to imagine what might have happened.

The walls were broken down with great magic, two saints transformed into a battle formation. Aya Mikoshiba, Reika Queenigaoka and Subaru Kiryuin stand watching over them.

After looking at Megane looking around in confusion and Niigaki scratching the back of his head in annoyance, Ran pictured in his mind what was going to happen and readied himself.