All characters in “Seraph of the Super Dimension” have either the “Master” attribute or the “Slave” attribute.

    A character with the Master attribute can subdue a character with the Slave attribute and use them as his subordinate.

    The Master’s orders have binding force, and any slave who resists them will suffer serious damage.

    I was thrown into this game as a female character, and not even as a master. All that comes to mind are pessimistic images.

    I checked the status again by looking at the status window.

    The ability is low. Even based on the randomly generated extra characters, it is low. No matter how you look at it, it is below the average person.

    The skills I was originally familiar with are still maintained to some extent, but there are still many penalties. Still, at this level, I don’t think I’ll lose to one or two average adult males.

    Talent… It’s full of horrible things that make you wonder how you’re supposed to live in this world, and unique skills… They’re not visible.

    I don’t know if you can’t confirm it or if you don’t have it.

    I pulled myself together and started running again. My untrained body was screaming everywhere, but it didn’t matter.

    It would be nice if I could meet my senior.

    Even if this body wasn’t a woman’s but an animal or an insect, even if it was a being that wasn’t even a slave but a slave of a slave, if I could meet my senior, everything would be okay.

    As the name suggests, Wolmyeong Military School is different from ordinary schools. It is an educational and military facility that men and women who have graduated from high school and become adults must attend for three years.

    The curriculum is also half basic liberal arts, and the other half skill development and basic military training. It feels too spicy to be called a school, but too bland to be called a military school.

    It is said that many trials and errors were necessary before this system was established, and many traces of this remain at Wolmyeong Military School.

    The old school building can be said to be one of those traces. The four-story building, which was built solidly without any taste or style, is currently empty and has no official purpose.

    And unofficially… it is actively used for fights and lynchings between students. If there is a gang rape event in Part 1, it can be said that this is usually the setting.

    Anyway,

    Arriving in front of the girls’ bathroom on the 4th floor of the old school building, I took a moment to catch my breath. There might be a small fight, and I needed to calm my mind in many ways.

    As I wiped the sweat that had formed on my forehead, I thought about it and realized that this was my first time meeting my senior.

    Face, is it okay? I didn’t have time to check my own face, but I hope it’s not the type that my senior hates…

    As I was deliberately thinking about this and that to suppress my tension, I heard a loud laugh from inside the bathroom. Then, I heard the sound of something falling over.

    I bit my lip and went into the bathroom.

    There was a senior there.

    With four female students spraying water at their senior with a hose.

    The senior was lying on the bathroom floor. His short black hair was stuck to his face, and his glasses, which he always wore, were rolling around on the floor, leaving his face due to the water pressure from the hose.

    Her jacket had gone somewhere, and she was wearing a blouse, which was soaked through with water and clinging to her body. Her plain-looking bra was exposed.

    Even though it’s April, the temperature is low. If you pour cold water on yourself, your body temperature will drop quickly. The lips of the senior who was lying down and shivering with both arms wrapped around his body were blue.

    Her trembling lips stopped as she tried to form words. She must have known. That no matter what she said, it wouldn’t stop anyway.

    Seniors who are used to feeling resigned force a smile in times like this. It can’t be because they’re happy, and it’s not because they’re trying to encourage themselves.

    It’s because of the long-term brainwashing that tells you to at least smile because it’s so ugly to see you crying and frowning, and that that’s all you can do because you’re so incompetent.

    Of course, the guys who were harassing my senior couldn’t have known about that. I was so excited that I asked if he was laughing, so I picked up a mop that was lying in the corner and approached my senior.

    good.

    Smash it.

    First, he kicked the inside of the knee of the female student in front, causing her posture to collapse and slamming her head onto the floor.

    He twisted both little fingers of the second opponent who turned around at the sound of a thud. Then he put his weight on him and stamped hard on his toes.

    Normally, I could break my toe with this, but with my weight and strength, it would only hurt.

    “Eww!”

    Let’s use public places quietly.

    He hit the girl’s eye with the hose with his fingertips without making a fist.

    As the sight before my eyes flashed for a moment, I tried to bend down without realizing it because of the pain.

    If you guessed it, it’s easy to respond. If you push the shoulder with your hand and trip with your leg, you’ll fall down and hit the back of the head.

    A scream bursting out almost simultaneously and a hose spewing water out like a flash.

    “Ugh, huaaaak!”

    The last guy was so surprised that he lifted the mop with a sound that was either a scream or a shout. It would be annoying if he started swinging it.

    Step a side kick.

    Even though my body is not in good shape, I managed to get a decent posture.

    The opponent blocked the blow that flew in while closing the distance with a mop handle, but was pushed back and hit his head against the wall.

    Even after doing this, you still can’t break the mop. You really are a completely untrained person.

    I felt a little suffocated, but it was not the time to worry about that.

    “Senior, are you okay?”

    The sudden action and screams must have been unpleasant.

    I approached my senior, who was frozen but still trying to persuade me with his mouth wide open, and looked into his frightened face.

    I brushed away the wet hair that was stuck to my face and hugged her trembling body tightly. Soon, my senior’s eyes, gripped with fear, turned to me…

    “You have surrendered to the Master (Saya).”

    《You will receive orders from the Master (Saya)》

    《Master (Saya)’s unique skill [Highest Order] has awakened.》

    《Master (Saya)’s unique skill [Highest Order] targets you.》

    《Master (Saya) loves you. He will never betray you.》

    ““Huh?!””

    My voice and that of Senior Saya overlapped. My head started spinning at lightning speed.

    Ah, in this world, Saya-senpai has the Master attribute. It’s already starting to show differences from the game. No, since I wasn’t in the game to begin with, it’s not strange. Saya-senpai being the Master is a bit strange, but it’s better than both of them being slaves. It’s much better than both of them being subdued by someone. However, a character with the Master attribute can’t be subdued, and even if you leave them alive, they’ll just become the seeds of rebellion, so it’s normal to kill them, but if you do that, Saya-senpai’s survival can’t be guaranteed… What the heck! I’ll do whatever I can! Okay, I’ll serve Saya-senpai as my Master and clear the game. Female Masters don’t have dicks, so it’s inconvenient, but it’s not impossible. But isn’t the system message that popped up after the submission notification a bit strange? It’s good that [Jiji Sun] popped up for Saya-senpai, but why did it pop up so soon and make me the target? No, I don’t hate it! I actually like it! I actually like it, but what is it, senpai? Can you fall in love that easily? Is it your face? Is it because of this face? I don’t know for sure, but is it the type of face that my senior likes? Hooray! It’s honestly a bit odd that I’ve become a woman, but if that’s the type of face that my senior likes, then there’s nothing I can do about it. Ah, my senior’s flustered face is cute too. Your drenched eyes are so cute. Your pale, trembling lips are cute too. The slight trace of your glasses on the side of your face is cute too. Your eyelashes with water droplets are cute too. I want to take it. I want to take it out. No, that’s annoying, so I want to hug you right here and now. I want to knock you over and go all the way. No, the opposite might be okay. Now that my senior is my master, I’m going to knock you over and take it. If my senior tells me not to resist, I won’t be able to resist at all, so my defenseless body… Oh, no. This is a slap. Just because you’re my master, there’s no way my senior can do that. This slap is attractive as a slap, but let’s just leave it for now. He’s someone who doesn’t suit dominating someone to a truly terrifying degree. It’s not easy being a female Master in this world, and with her personality like this, her future looks bleak. Of course, I’ll do something about that. I definitely will. But I have to be prepared. Even if there were as many humiliation events as there are stars, it would be a decent game. If I want to clear the game while protecting my senior safely, I have to be prepared to suffer that much. It’s okay. I can do it. I can do anything for my senior. … Ah, but… I don’t think it’s much, but I still want to be greedy for one thing… .

    “I, I… .”

    “Take my virginity, senpai!”

    “Yes!?”

    Oh, I guess I was thinking too much.

    I smiled at my embarrassed senior and decided to take care of urgent matters first.

    I took off my jacket and put it on my senior’s head, shaking off the moisture as quickly as I could. I also picked up the glasses that were rolling around next to me and handed them to my senior.

    “Okay, take this off.”

    “Huh? Whoa, whoa! That, that’s enough… !”

    If you give them a command with force, they will obey.

    I covered my senior’s mouth with one hand and took off her blouse with the other.

    “I won’t do anything weird right now, so be quiet. Okay?”

    I hope you understand that this is only ‘for now’.

    I released my hand because my senior, who had been completely stiff, nodded weakly.

    I thanked my senior who kindly covered my mouth with his own hand, and then took off her blouse… and I saw her breasts wearing a bra that was so plain that it was almost crude.

    My senior has a small build and dresses modestly, so you can’t tell at first glance, but she has quite large breasts.

    I was wearing a bra that was too small for my size and it felt like it was going to spill over the cups, and honestly, I almost lost my mind.

    I’ve seen it countless times in games, but I’ve never really seen this type of chest(?) before because the body was modified in various ways from the beginning, and it has a realism that can’t be felt even in the most detailed VR games.

    A body that has become cold after being soaked in cold water generates heat to overcome it.

    Skin that starts to turn red, blood vessels that stand out more when stimulated, a distinct body odor, and even a faint breath that makes you shiver… .

    I clenched my tongue tightly inside my mouth so that it couldn’t be seen.

    He took off the shoulder straps, unhooked the bra, and threw it on the floor.

    Let’s throw this one away. We need to buy two new, bigger cups.

    My senior, who was naked from the waist down, didn’t know what to do. I took a handkerchief out of my pocket and handed it to him.

    “First, clean your body a bit.”

    “Oh, thank you… Gosh… !”

    When I took off my blouse, my senior screamed.

    Huh? What is it? Is there something wrong with this body?

    I took a quick look, but there didn’t seem to be anything particularly strange.

    It’s my first time looking down at my own chest, so I don’t know how big it is, but I think I have quite a bit of chest… .

    Do you have any scars or tattoos?

    Well, it’s not important right now anyway.

    “After cleaning, wear this. The bottom is… .”

    “Oh, it’s okay! Rice, it’s not that wet! I’m wearing underwear!”

    “But I think it would be better to change the skirt?”

    I took off my skirt and handed it to my senior. I didn’t get splashed with water, but it was quite cold because I was wearing only underwear.

    The senior groaned while holding the blouse, then opened her mouth with difficulty.

    “Uh, Uh, then you don’t have any clothes… .”

    “Oh, I’m going to wear theirs.”

    I took off the jackets and skirts of the kids who were lying on the floor (except for the one holding the hose and the one holding the mop, because they were also wet).

    If you wear a jacket without a blouse, your cleavage will be exposed and you’ll look like a slut…

    Both skirts had some waist left, but there were clips inside the pockets, so I just used those to roughly secure them in place.

    “Okay, let’s go, senior. Let’s leave early today.”

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