Exorcism Through Climax With a Single Strike!

Volume 2, 6: There’s No Way My Sister Could Be Such a Stern Person

Volume 2, Chapter 6: There’s No Way My Sister Could Be Such a Stern Person

An assembly was scheduled to take place before noon that day at the Tokyo Metropolitan School for Exorcists.

There were not many events like this in a busy school like the School for Exorcists, especially when you got to high school.

However, many first-year seemed to loosen up at this time of the year after completing their first assessment so it was customary for the teachers to give them various warnings at the assembly.

Perhaps it was because the students in each class were lined up in groups together, the school gymnasium was quite noisy with conversation as everyone waited for the assembly to begin.

"Uwaah, that person’s delusions are way too awful… auuuu, that teacher’s still having an affair…"

"Miss Misaki! It’s a waste for you to keep your eyes closed like that! You need to find Mistress Kuzunoha and the other S-class beauties in this crowd, find out their naughty secrets, and report them to me!"

"It’s a little difficult to see their information with the demon eyes when they’re this far away… but Aoi-chan, if you’re too noisy, I’m going to have to punish you again."

"H-how unreasonable! I’m just trying to satisfy the healthy intellectual curiosity of the young boy inside me!"

My team was no exception from the gymnasium’s energetic atmosphere as Soya, who was dizzy due to her demon eyes, and Karasuma, who was charged up from her perverted delusions, chattered idly away as if they had too much time on their hands.

I, on the other hand, was–

"What’s the matter, Furuya-kun? You’ve been playing with your phone all day. You’ve got dark circles under your eyes."

"Eh? A-ah, no, it’s nothing. So close your eyes and stop looking at me like that Soya."

I didn’t know how many times it had been since yesterday. I was refreshing my mailbox and checking it over and over again to see if I had received any mail from Sakura yet. When Sakura sent me the message yesterday saying that she was going to come here, I had immediately replied with "When are you arriving? Do you know the way here? Do you want me to pick you up at the station?" I was so worried about Sakura’s safety that I hadn’t been able to sleep last night at all.

"Miss Misaki. It’s not something you should pry into too much. Furuya is also a man. He probably found a new favorite pornographic photo and is feeling impatient to enjoy it."

"Like hell I am! Don’t lump me together with you!"

"Eh? Why else would you be fiddling around with your phone and tapping your leg?"

There were plenty of other reasons. For example, worrying about my sister’s safety.

But I didn’t say anything about it. I didn’t want anyone to know that Sakura was coming.

Why? That was obvious.

Because all the people around me were the kind who were going to be a bad influence on Sakura!

The guys in class D were continuing to talk about the rumors where I had sexually harassed a girl in Shinonome city and Karasuma was obviously out of the question. I also didn’t like the idea of Soya’s demon eyes looking at Sakura.

And then there was also that girl who had returned to school today…

"Um, is this where our class is?"

"Oh, Nagumo-san!? You really transferred to our school! It’s okay, it’s okay, just line up here next to us."

…she came.

The belle of kendo, Nagumo Mutsumi, with her ponytail swaying, hurriedly joined our class’ line with Soya’s invitation.

Geez, Nagumo. You seemed to be avoiding me this morning, what are you planning?

As I braced myself while hiding behind the idiot Karasuma, who was holding her chest while muttering, "Ugh, Miss Mutsumi’s body odor is so close… be still the cock of my heart…"

"Y-yo, Furuya."

After greeting Soya, Nagumo ignored Karasuma and came towards me. She also tugged on the sleeve of my shirt with a tug, tug. W-what? She couldn’t possibly be begging for a climax exorcism right here, could she? When I suspiciously tried pulling my sleeve away,

"Furuya, I’m sorry about the other day!"

In a whisper, but clear and sincere voice, Nagumo bowed her head before me. …eh?

"After what happened yesterday, I heard about it from Kuzunoha-san. How your ability is drawing the attention of various people. I didn’t mean to cause trouble for you, my benefactor, but I couldn’t help myself knowing that there was an opportunity for me to enlarge my breasts right in front of me… at any rate, sorry!"

"Um…"

Nagumo became a sixth-rank monster because of her small-breast complex and as a result, her obsession with big breasts was extreme. However, as expected, it seemed like she lived up to her reputation as the older-sister type that was well-liked by everyone.

After Kaede told her about my situation, she apparently felt very sorry about what she had done.

"Well, if you understand then it’s fine."

"Thank you… I knew you were a nice guy, Furuya."

"For now, I was relieved that I didn’t have to keep Nagumo away from Sakura."

"But…"

And then Nagumo continued.

"It wouldn’t be a problem if we did it… consensually and secretly, right?"

"It would be a problem! It would! You’re not feeling sorry for me at all, are you!?"

I knew it! She’s no good!

Grr, I guess I should continue to keep an eye on Nagumo.

–tug.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, a tug on my sleeve from behind made me turn around.

"U-um?

Soya stood there, looking down at her hand bewilderedly.

"Ah, no, the assembly’s about to begin so, I just wanted to tell you guys to quiet down."

Soya hurriedly let go of my sleeve and pushed aside the furious Karasuma who was raging, "Furuya, you! What are you doing getting all friendly with Miss Mutsumi when I’m the one who has to endure my urges!" then settled down next to me.

"What was that?", I thought to myself. However, the assembly really was starting, so I got in line with Nagumo.

However, there was still that, wasn’t there. I really couldn’t let Sakura see any of these guys so I wanted to contact her beforehand so that wouldn’t come all the way to the School for Exorcists to see me directly… however, Sakura was not replying to my messages. Why?

I was starting to get really worried about Sakura’s safety. However, I couldn’t play with my phone now that the meeting had started so I put it away in my pocket.

…hm? Was it just me or did the mood in the room suddenly feel heavier?

As the murmur of the students quieted down, I noticed a strange sense of tension drifting from the instructors waiting at the edge of the room. I could feel it, so naturally the other exorcist students could sense it as well. Even Karasuma, who had been talking nonsense earlier, furrowed her brow in puzzlement.

Eventually, the teacher in charge of the event stood up in front of the microphone and said the standard line, "Now, we will begin the spring school assembly." However, what followed was completely unexpected.

"But first. We want our students to have a strong sense of responsibility for the power they possess and be moderate in their behavior, so we have decided to bring in a special instructor today."

Huh? A special instructor?

The sudden turn of events caused a murmur not only from the first-year students but also from the second and third-year students. The murmur grew even louder when the special instructor appeared on the stage after being prompted to do so by the teacher.

"Eh? What’s with that girl? She’s the same age as us. And she’s wearing our uniform."

"I mean, she’s really cute, isn’t she? I can’t really tell from the distance, but her tits are… not bad."

I could hear the voices around me and Karasuma screaming "Harasho!" in a strange voice. Meanwhile, I was in a state of shock.

The petite girl on the stage was about the same age as us. Her long side-tails swayed, and her strong-willed eyes looked straight down at us from the stage. Her limbs had grown longer and her chest had developed considerably in the time we hadn’t seen each other. But there was no mistaking her.

"…Sakura?

The girl who bowed proudly on the stage was my younger sister, Fumidori Sakura, a girl who had spent several years under the same roof as me.

"It’s nice to meet you. I’ve been dispatched by the Monitoring Department of the Exorcist Society to work as a special instructor at this school starting from today. My name is Fumidori Sakura."

The whole school went silent for a few moments, me included, when we heard her opening words.

"What? Are you kidding me, a girl that young in the monitoring department? Or rather, why is the monitoring department monitoring our school in the first place…?"

"No wonder the teachers looked so nervous… uwaah, it must be tough for them."

"No, what if her being a special instructor is just a front and there’s actually someone dangerous hiding in the school?"

The students grew unrestful as soon as they learned that she was from the monitoring department.

But there was a slightly different commotion around me.

"H, hey, Furuya-kun… she said her name is Sakura… it couldn’t be…?"

"Brother-in-law! Please give me your sister! I’ll do anything for her!"

Soya turned to me with an astonished expression and Karasuma ground her forehead against my toes while performing a dogeza. She was also trying to peek inside Soya’s skirt amidst the confusion.

Oh, shut up, you idiots! For God’s sake! Just be quiet for a minute! You’re not the only ones feeling overwhelmed, so am I!

"The reason I’ve been sent by the monitoring department is that there have been rumors recently that… a student at this school may be engaging in questionable behavior when performing exorcisms."

Soya, Nagumo, and I stiffened.

"Eh? The rumor that the Monitoring Department was going to make a move was real?"

"So it’s Furuya’s fault… that this troublesome person from the Monitoring Department is here?"

The rumors that had been quieting down seemed to be rekindling at a tremendous rate.

Everyone’s eyes suddenly pierced us from all around and people immediately began moving away from us.

Wait a minute! Don’t look at me like I’m garbage!

I mean, sure, my hands are kind of filthy, but the only one who’s genuinely filthy is Karasuma!

However, there was no way that the cries of my heart could reach the people around me. On the stage, Sakura mercilessly continued her words.

"I have been dispatched to correct, monitor, and supervise the current situation at the School for Exorcists. For the sake of convenience, I will be coming to this school as a first-year student of class D and live in room 407 of the student dormitories. Therefore, if you see any traces of illegal spirit power use or anything else strange, please let me know immediately. That is all."

Sakura then bowed and stepped off the stage with a completely unhurried gait.

…wait a minute, class D? 407, why do I feel like I’ve heard that room number before?

I was so overwhelmed by the information that my mind couldn’t keep up.

"If she’s really a member of the monitoring department then she should be in class S, shouldn’t she? For her to purposely go to class D…"

"No, more importantly, isn’t room 407 in the boys’ dorm?"

"That’s right! 407 is the room I was in until yesterday! The room right next to Furuya’s! Why are all the cute girls gathering around him!?"

100% breast milk juice Kobayashi wailed with a force that pierced through all the noise and conversation.

Perhaps the wailing was the decisive factor, as more and more people began to distance themselves from our group.

All of the gazes that pierced me were already saying, "Oh, so that’s the guy she came to monitor."

In the midst of all this, Karasuma continued to stay on her knees and Soya was squinting her eyes as she muttered, "Mmmm, I can’t… see her very well from this distance."

"H, hey, I don’t know but, is this maybe my fault!?"

Nagumo shook my shoulders and asked in a whisper.

"Ugh, even though I said I wouldn’t trouble you anymore… how am I go to make my boobs bigger now!?"

Just go get some silicone implants or something already…

In my confused mind, I was barely able to think that.