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

Chapter 84: Guardians of the gate

Ran Kirishima groaned as his eyes burned in the bright sunlight. Far from being a pleasant wake-up call, the morning is languid and unpleasant, and he is sick of it.

Wiping the tears from his eyes with his fingertips, he slaps his cheeks in an attempt to rejuvenate his foggy mind.

“I guess the time has finally come……”

Ran couldn’t sleep well last night.

He had a lot of things to think about, not only about Sayaka, but also about Misuzu and the future.

Ran uses healing magic to heal his headache and throws his cloth on the bed as loungewear.

As Ran put his arms around the training uniform that he wore during his training at the SM playground,he tried hard not to think of the worst possible outcome that kept coming to mind.

Ran looks at the bed, where only his shirt is lying.

In the end, Sayaka never visited Ran’s room.

Ran didn’t mean to be naughty. He was going to accept Sayaka’s pain, worries and even tears.

Ran was going to hold her in his arms all night long.

But Sayaka never accepted Ran’s offer.

He’ll never forget the fake smile he gave her when he walked her to her room.

-I’m all right, Kirishima-kun. I’ll be fine.

Sayaka’s words were spun like an incantation, with that expression on her face and her inarticulate voice and Ran couldn’t force Sayaka to come and spend time with him.

The sight of his lover in distress, doing her best to hide it from the world. To tell the truth, Ran felt sorry for himself for not being able to do anything about it, and it made his heart ache.

What happened before Ran jumped in - when only Misuzu, Sayaka, Ryuzaki and Yamashiro were still in that room?

It is unlikely that Yamashiro or Ryuzaki would tell the whole truth about their actions, and even if it were true, Ran would not believe it.

Did she feel scared? Or did she do something guilty to Ran?

It is unlikely that they were actually forced to do anything, as neither of them had any clothes on. If it was something like lip-smacking, it could be done with no problem.

Then again, Ran thought there’s no one in the class who would be so insolent as to force a kiss on a girl who doesn’t want it.

“……Well, shall we go now?”

Normally, after the other Saints had moved to the dining room, he would sneak off to the underground training ground in his butler’s uniform. Now that he has been exposed, there’s no need for such sneaky behaviour.

The pain in the lower abdomen, which was slowly eating away at him, made Ran twist his face. Sighing with a half-resigned face, Ran readied himself to the dining room and opened his door.

“Fufufu,…… You’ve finally come out, Ran. You take so much time to get ready in the morning, you are like a girl.”

As Ran opens the door,He sees Kanami Inugami, a kendo girl with black hair and a short ponytail, dressed in training clothes. She was leaning against the wall, meditating with a look of pride on her face, perhaps it is because she has her arms crossed under her breasts, or perhaps it is because her training uniform is made of a slightly thinner material, but her breasts are more noticeable than usual.

The tits are so well-developed that Ran wants to squeeze them. There’s no need to look away, Ran decided to stare long and hard at that soft lump of fat.

Kanami must have noticed Ran’s gaze, but she didn’t seem to be uncomfortable with her beloved looking at her like that or rather she happily gave it, her cheeks flushed and her face melted in fascination.

“You really like tits, don’t you, Ran? If you’re confident that you can handle your lust in moderation, you can feel free to touch them now and then.”

“I’m in trouble if I can’t control it, I’ll stop now. More importantly, Why did you wait for me?”

Kanami and Ran walked shoulder to shoulder down the corridor, pointing towards the dining hall.

This is probably the first time Ran ever walked down a hallway alone with another saint in the light of day.

The distance between their shoulders were so close that it was actually touching, Kanami looked at Ran’s face, and her neat face turned serious.

“Last night, everyone seemed to be convinced to some extent, but after a good night’s rest and a calm reconsideration in the morning, there is no guarantee that they will not change their minds. It is not surprising that some of the boys still feel that they can’t forgive you for what you did.”

Kanami frowns thoughtfully as her tits jutted out and shook.

“I’d like to believe that no one would harm you, but I thought it would be dangerous to be optimistic… I decided that I would escort Ran to the dining room, just in case anything should happen to you.”

“Thanks, Kanami. I was a bit worried too, so I’m really glad you’re here. I’m counting on you.”

“Don’t mention it, It’s my own decision. The mood will never change in the cafeteria the more you delay it.”

It might be a waste of time, but did Kanami wake up early to pick Ran up, knowing that this was a possibility?

Indeed, Walkins was right - they are reliable warriors. In the case of Kanami, it would be more accurate to say that she is a prince rather than a warrior.

“……is it alright?”

“Oh, don’t worry. If anyone tries to harm you, I’ll make them pay for it.”

With confidence, she shakes the seriousness that she holds at her waist and smiles like the sun.

When Ran sees Kanami’s smile, it cheers him up.

“After all the things I’ve done, I’m sure there are very few students who would accept my existence without a hitch. But…”

If Ran was the one who was cuckolded, she would never be able to forgive the man who perpetrated the crime.

He, himself felt so much pain just because Sayaka and Misuzu were almost cuckolded last night.

Ran once again, contemplating his decision, Just when he was about to let out a weak cry, suddenly a warm sensation wrapped around Ran’s hand.

“…… Kanami?”

“Don’t look like that.When you look so sad, it makes me feel sad too.”

Kanami’s hand tightened on Ran’s hand. As if to give him courage, Kanami pushed her mouth close to Ran and they kissed.

Happiness bursts where their lips touch, and a warm feeling spreads slowly through Ran’s heart.

Truly, reassuring.

“Let’s go, we’re almost at the canteen. Just be yourself. I’ll always be right behind you.”

Accompanied by a trusty swordswoman, Ran walks for the first time into the cafeteria where his classmates are.

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The moment Kanami took Ran to the dining room, the air in the dining room, which should have been calm, froze with a piercing gaze. There were glances, gazing, glaring, all in mixing together and as if their eyes were just waiting for Ran to enter. It’s as if they’d been practicing beforehand, and they did it with such a controlled, clean movement that when their eyes met Ran’s - they immediately started moving, and the conversation among their peers began.

But it’s a far cry from the friendly banter of earlier. They were glancing at Ran and Kanami and talking in low voices to each other.

The scene was familiar to Ran.

Ran remembers it was just before his classmate, Takeyama Jaimi, stopped coming to school. When she finally did came to school, the classroom was like this.

Ran didn’t have any ill feelings towards her, or how uncomfortable her presence made him feel at school.

But why? As the atmosphere of the class changed to one that recognized her as a disgusting person, an object of disgust and an unpleasant substance, and eliminated her, Ran joined in and unknowingly played a part in creating an atmosphere that excluded her.

Ran finally realized. This was called group psychology.

“Takeyama-san must have felt this atmosphere every morning when she came to school.”

(Note: Don’t worry, figuring what who is takeyama,she’s yet to be introduced)

Ran had his own reasons for creating such an atmosphere, though. But for Takeyama, she was not the cause, as far as he knew, even if Ran had a few complaints about her appearance.

For her, there were none on opposite nor the same sex like Kanami to support her.

“Did Jaimi face this air alone?”

Even Ran, who is thick-skinned enough to make a big deal out of his self-serving theories, was hesitant to step into the freezing air.

“De nyaa, Sahi-chan! I felt like I had some kind of weird dream last night, and I can’t actually remember most of what happenednya……”

“That’s why I think it’s a good idea for futanari girls to have balls! I’ve heard that there are some people who don’t approve of Futanari girls with balls, but I think it’s definitely better to have them.”

Misuzu and Yuri resumed their conversation in their respective groups, in a cheerful voice that they had probably forced themselves to make, and which was probably out of place for the occasion.

Whatever the choice of topic is, the girls try their best to decorate the quiet cafeteria into a lively one. Saki and Emi, who were asked to talk about the topic, took their intentions into consideration and replied with a forced tension.

Emi’s glasses had slipped down and her face was contorted. The word ‘futanari’ is forgein to Ran, thus he has no idea what to expect. Emi on the other hand is troubled. She didn’t expect to respond to a delicate organ hanging from the male genitalia that had been called out so loudly in the morning.

Sayaka, who was listening to Yuri’s bombshell at the same table with Emi - was putting her hand on her forehead as if she had a headache.

Ran wondered if Sayaka knew the word in question. He’ll ask her when he gets a chance, Ran thought.

“……Are you all right, Ran?”

Whispering in his ear, Kanami asks Ran in a quiet voice.

Kanami, who must have been exposed to the same temperature of gaze with Ran and witnessed the same transformation of the air, puts her strength into her hands holding Ran’s,she is really concerned for her beloved.

“If you can’t, you can hide behind me.”

“Thank you, Kanami but I’m not going to do anything shameful like that.”

In any case, holding hands with Kanami was unlikely to stop the storm of malice and jealousy directed at Ran, so after entering the cafeteria,for the time being, Kanami and Ran decided to separate.

Kanami looks back at Ran anxiously, but heads to the table where Misuzu and Sahime are sitting.

The two boys who would normally be at the same table - Shigenobu Torao and Niigaki Takeo - have taken a table a little further away from Misuzu’s table and are sitting slumped and unhappy.

Niigaki Takeo is slumped over with a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he is about to fall backwards, and Shigenobu Torao is staring at the tablecloth with his head in his hands. Ran doesn’t know what kind of expression Torao has on his face, because he won’t make eye contact with him.

Ran looks at the unnaturally empty table where Misuzu, Kanami and Saki are sitting.

“Did they always eat at the same table as Misuzu and her friends?”

As Ran pondered whether he should eat at that table this morning, a slim, beautiful arm stretched out towards the ceiling.

“Over here, Kirishima-san.”

Covering her mouth with a delicate fan, Reika smiles softly and waves her hand. In addition to Reika, there are four other people gathered at her table: Subaru Kiryuin, Sakuya Aihara, Hibiki Onigawara and Aya Mikoshiba.

Ran has some doubts about this group of people.

He knows that Sakuya and Hibiki are (distortedly) getting along with Reika, but why is Aya there?

Aya and Reika would be incompatible with each other and she must have had a lot of rough relationships with Sakuya.

In addition to that, Ran looks at the table where Eiichi Megane and his friends are sitting, where the so-called otaku boys are gathered.

Aya told me about this before.As Ran recall, Aya often works with the same group as Megane and the others due to a combination of factors, including the location of her training.

Anyway, there’s no need to drop unnecessary remarks in the face of a barrage of malice.

Pretending not to have noticed, Ran did as Reika asked and sat down on an empty seat.

Needless to say, Reika’s seat was the furthest away from the Ran - and next to her, Subaru was keeping a stern eye on him.

“Is this the first time you have eaten here, Kirishima-san?”

“I think this morning might be the first time I’ve used this place.”

“Do you know how to eat? It’s a bit different from the way it was in our world, so if you want - I can teach you a few simple things while I’m here.”

Ran wonders if she is careful not to create silence. Reika smiles like a gentle young lady’s smile and actively calls out to Ran.

“Don’t worry, Kirishima, you don’t need to know how to eat, I’ll feed you.”

Hibiki says this while holding a fork or spoon-like utensil between her fingertips. Hibiki sticks out her tongue and obscenely strokes the tip of it. Reika saw this and pokes Hibki saying she was misbehaving.

Meanwhile, the food arrives.

Ran wondered if the cook and the servants who served the meal had been informed of what had happened last night. The servant, who bent down reverently, did not mention the increase in the number of saints compared to yesterday, but laid out the food in front of Ran as if nothing had happened.

“Anyway……”

The sweet and spicy smell tickles Ran’s nostrils and makes him gulp.

This is the first time that Ran have seen such a sumptuous meal since he moved to this world, although he was not involved in the affairs of the palace, this food is as if he was treated as a senior servant.

Even though the title of the position is “senior”, it does not mean that it has a high position in the royal court. A servant - that is, a person who does menial work such as slavery or dirty work - is called a low-ranking servant, so the word “high-ranking” is just added to distinguish it from that.

Compared with the Saints, who are treated as the property of the state and important guests, there is, of course, a great difference in treatment.

Most of the time when Ran was still a butler, his meals were sandwiches of vegetables and pieces of meat on bread and he was never given a proper place to eat like in a canteen.

“Is this for one person…?”

“Is Kirishima missing something? Shall I give you some of my vegetables?”

“I want Kirishima to have more energy, and if you want more, I can give you my meat.”

Before Ran could say no, Sakuya sent me a present of vegetables. Ran wonders if she doesn’t like vegetables.

Same goes for Hibiki, who is also trying to carve her own meat and must not be a meat hater.

Ran didn’t mean to worry them, so he politely declined before the food handed it to him.

“Thank you Sakuya, Hibiki. It’s not that I don’t have enough food, it’s just that I was a bit surprised because the amount of food was more than I usually eat.”

“Oh, what? If it was too much, why didn’t you just say so? I’ll just eat your meat then”

“I appreciate the sentiment, but please don’t do that!”

Ran protects his precious meat from Sakuya, who is trying to snatch the main dish with a very natural gesture. Ran wonders if it’s because she eats so much fatty food that her body is so plump.

“Sakuya is a picky eater, but she never gets fatter.”

“I don’t know why. But it’s not like I haven’t changed my weight either. Here and around here, I’ve grown a lot compared to a year ago.”

Sakuya responds to Hibiki’s question in an inarticulate voice without a care in the world.

To Sakuya, the more soft she is, the more boys like to stroke her breasts, waist and buttocks.

Different from Kanami and Aya(not in a chubby way) Sakuya’s body pushes up her uniform. One could say that a cuddly, seductive body is made from an unbalanced diet and an unhealthy lifestyle.

“I more or less know what you’re talking about, but Aihara is just special. Normally, eating a stupid diet like that would only be bad for your skin and hair.”

Shaking her well-developed breasts, Aya unhappily takes a chunk of meat into her mouth.

She licked the sauce off the edge of her mouth with her tongue and swallowed it with a slurp. This is the first time he ever seen her eat a meal, Ran quietly looks at her while eating the pile of vegetables.

“Still, I want Kirishima to eat more meat. I’ll give you my meat, so don’t be shy.”

On the other hand, why does Hibiki insist on giving her meat to Ran?

Unlike Sakuya, who is reluctant to eat vegetables, Hibiki quietly eats meat, vegetables and soup, all of which she doesn’t mind.

“Kirishima, you said yours is too much then why is Hibiki trying to give Kirishima a lot of meat? Feeding is it?”

Sakuya asked Ran, while having a face that says to Hibki ‘If you don’t want it, give it to me’ and staring at the meat on Hibiki’s plate. Ran noticed that Sakuya had already eaten all the food (although she had pushed most of the vegetables to Ran), but she didn’t seem to be satisfied.

Now Ran’s wonder why Sakuya mentioned the word ‘feeding’. Maybe she thinks that the Ran is a lapdog or something.

“If Kirishima eat more meat, he will have more muscles, right? It would also give him more energy. He’s fine as he is now, but I think it will be better if he has more muscle.”

“And by better, you mean ……?”

“You know what I mean.”

She drank down what looked like soup.Hibiki looked at Ran with a nasty stare.

Because of her moist eyes and enraptured expression, Hibiki’s gestures are even more sexy than usual.

A third of the chunk of meat was left on the table, but Hibiki tilted her head in satisfaction and let her tongue hang out.Ran heard that the opposite sex is more attractive when they’re eating, and Ran now, believe in those word.

And Sakuya, who seems to have understood Hibiki’s statement (despite her clumsiness, she seems to have a quick mind when it comes to physical exercise), also looked at Ran’s face with a meaningful grin.

The dining room is filled with a gloomy atmosphere, but-

“is it my imagination that this table seems to be the only one with a strange, colorful atmosphere?”

After having his appetite satiated by the feverish glances from all three sides, Ran’s next desire began to burn in secret.

He is battling a terrible drowsiness that is keeping his body from going into overdrive. If something were to happen to blow away this unbearable sleep, Ran would probably act on his desire.

“Kirishima, you look very sleepy.”

“Actually, I didn’t get much sleep last night……”

Ran rubbed the corner of his eyes and let out a weak yawn.

Perhaps it was because he had filled his belly with food that the sleepiness that had been distracting him from his hunger began to set in, and his eyelids grew heavy.

“If I could sleep soundly, I would be very happy.”

“You look really sleepy……It won’t be as powerful as Nekoyama’s enhanced recovery skills, but I’ll cast a mixture of healing and grant magic on you, so cheer up.”

Aya’s hands cupped the side of Ran’s head and she applied a special energy to wake him from his drowsiness. Ran’s head, which had been foggy and not working properly, came back to life and he felt light-headed, as if a breath of cold air had passed through it.

Ran’s vision is nearly clear. In order to perform magic, Aya’s cloth is thinner on the chest area, her boobs have grown to be magnificent.Like Kanami’s, she has healthy breasts that just come out from her body and have the effect of invigorating young men’s bodies.

As Ran surrenders to the pleasure of sleep, he looks at Aya with lustful eyes.

“I can’t wait to be alone with you. I can’t wait to be alone with her. I want to be in a room where no one can disturb us, no one can disturb us, and I want to be true to my desires - I want to pour my extra thick cum into her.”

Ran’s thoughts kept on repeating those words while being healed by Aya.

“Kirishima, can I have a word?”

An overwhelming aura of disgust is unleashed behind his back. The maliciousness caused Ran to lean forward and jump into Aya’s chest, which he had been wanting to jump into for some time. He went in face-first.

Despite the sudden arrival of his face, Aya’s breasts gently accepted Ran’s visit with a puff of air.

The overwhelming malice is slightly reduced by the cartoony development.

But that was only for a moment. Unable to bear the malice and disgust that immediately arose, Ran raised his face from Aya’s chest, turned his body around and faced the source of the ill feeling.

“……Niigaki.”

“Yea,could we talk, Kirishima?”

Glowering at Ran with fixed eyes, Niigaki Takeo twisted his aggressive face into a lopsided grimace.