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Satisfied with her answer, I roughly pull on the leash, forcing the girl to get up and immediately kiss her on the lips. I was in the same room with a scantily clad beauty for too long, which could not leave me indifferent. Any endurance will leak when the dream of the entire male half of the school is on its knees and with a depraved expression asks to become its owner. Ask any guy what he's willing to do to date Sayuki and he'll tell you anything, even become her obedient dog. I am in exactly the opposite position, because now this girl is my slave and is ready to fulfill any of my wills.Intellectually, I understood that it was simply stupid to think in such a vein, what difference does it make who is popular with whom. But the instincts wired into my body just scream with delight that I have acquired such a valuable prize for personal use.Such reflections, without my desire, inflamed my lust even more. My tongue entered Sayuki's mouth and began to claim territory. And her tongue
Fortress of Hope 65
Evening of the same day.Sitting on a computer chair in my own room, I thought about how to dispose of the coins I earned today. My Intelligence and Luck indicators are above average, so I see no point in rushing to increase them. Attractiveness? Now this is much more interesting. Who would refuse to make themselves more attractive in the eyes of the opposite sex? Even followers of the philosophy “a man should be a little more beautiful than a monkey” would hardly miss such a chance. And I won’t miss it either, but I don’t see the point in raising this characteristic right now.My priority is still the task of bringing the physique to average values. Well, I can’t feel like a frail man, whom you can knock over with snot. Therefore, without thinking any more, I invest two out of three coins in the physique indicator.Luck: 35Intelligence: 15Attractiveness: 11Physique: 9 → 11Like last time, a pleasant feeling of strength spread through the body, only this time the physique was incre
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Chapter 1Chapter first.Between life and death.Oh. How it bothers me. My head hurts like a sore tooth. It's so bad that you don't even want to open your eyes. I'll go a little more. No strength is bad. Something runs down my face. Rain? Salty drops fall into the mouth. Familiar taste. Blood. My? Spit. I don't care at all now. - Mister. Sir, wake up. - Be quiet! Why are you shaking him? Can't you see that the blood is gushing from the head - a second voice barked in the hearts. Husky and rough...with a clear, overbearing note... - Well, I wanted it better. Maybe dip it in a stream? The water is icy, it will come to itself at once.- I'll dunk you there now! And I won't take it out again! Let's run after the druid. Let's live! Get moving, you sklirs brat! yelled the second.“Yes, I’m already running, running,” the receding voice of the first responded conciliatory. - And tell him to hurry up, - the second one shouted after him, - And grab a blanket!Every sound echoed in my head w
Fortress of Hope 2
Chapter 2Chapter two.Path into the unknown.A bright ray of sunlight broke through closed eyelids. Opened my eyes. A familiar picture - a blue sky overhead, tree branches, a light lulling swaying of a stretcher. They're taking me somewhere again. Listened to feelings. The head began to hurt much less, the leg only slightly twitches. Raising his head, he saw the backs of two hefty warriors dragging a stretcher. - Good morning! I greeted loudly, trying to smile happily. In surprise, one of the porters in front twitched and unclenched his arms, the stretcher tilted, and I fell out of them safely. He only managed to notice the ground rapidly flying towards him and lost consciousness from a crushing collision ... darkness ... Oh. My poor head. I won't open my eyes yet. Something is bothering me. A familiar voice of a big man was heard nearby:“Why did you leave the stretcher, you sclerous brat?” BUT?! It looks like Ricard is having an educational conversation with a negligent porter
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Chapter 3Chapter three.Dark past.The next day began for me as usual - I woke up on a stretcher gently swaying in the air, when the sun was already at its zenith. Again he slept for more than half a day, or even more.Taught by recent bitter experience, I gripped the edges of the stretcher more firmly and only then ventured to open my mouth:- Good morning.Amazing. The stretcher only slightly twitched, but did not even tilt. This is what the miraculous fist does! “Good morning, sir,” a chorus of voices greeted me. - Isn't it hard for you to carry me? I asked. They assured me with an oath that the precious burden (that's me) is not burdensome at all and this is a great honor for them. About the fact that yesterday my carcass was lying in the road dust, they did not mention, and I prudently kept silent. - How long have we been on the road?“We’ve been going for half a day, sir,” answered the porter with a black eye, which did not prevent him from smiling happily.Raising myself o
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Chapter 4Chapter Four.In a new place.The first day in a new place turned out to be one of the most difficult for me - for the first time I tried to stand up and take a few steps. Prudent Ricard prepared a pair of homemade crutches for this occasion and now cackled at me like a mother hen, running from one side to the other. I refused his offer to lie down for another day, they say, they can handle it themselves, which caused a bunch of reproaches about my indiscretion and stupidity. Seeing that I was stubborn and could not be persuaded, the big man sighed contritely and, after a short absence, returned with crutches. Looks like he prepared ahead of time, doubting my prudence. And now, leaning on crutches, I was preparing to take the first step. Taking a cautious step, I shifted my weight onto my injured leg and listened to the sensations. Tolerable. I am not a walker for long distances, but so far this has not been required. From an unexpected thought that came to my mind, I laug
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Chapter 5Chapter five.The first surprises, pleasant and not so.Sitting down on a thick log next to the kitchen, I ate breakfast with pleasure, not forgetting to look around. The camp turned into a lively anthill. Work was in full swing. The air was filled with the smell of freshly cut wood, dug up earth, smoke and the smell of food being cooked. The men cut down trees, dragged logs and stones. Women, under the supervision of my namesake business executive, dismantled the remaining untouched bags of belongings and watched the nimble children, who strived to stick their nose where it was not necessary. The older youth cut down the thickets of bushes, removed small stones - I ordered to clear the space from the back rock to the future wall of the fort clean. So that not a branch sticks out. So that not a single stone sticks out of the ground. Useless garbage for incineration, small stone in a separate pile. Fortunately, the ground was relatively flat, only in a couple of places huge
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Chapter six.Work is in full swing. Problems are multiplying.Thanks to joint efforts, the place for the future fort was almost completely cleared: trees and shrubs were cut down, boulders and stone fragments were dumped into a huge pile. Now it is much easier to imagine the outlines and location of future buildings. Most of the people worked with their bare hands - from the tools there were about a dozen axes, heels of saws and the same number of hammers. But, despite this, the work was in full swing and subsided only with the onset of darkness. Now a dozen men, under the supervision of Drovin, were driving thick stakes into the ground, marking the contours of the protective wall. Only she could protect us from attack. That the attack would definitely happen, I had no doubt. After watching the work and exchanging a few words with Drovin, I went on. My leg buckled and, despite the protests of Ricard and Father Flatis, I got rid of the annoying crutch with great relief. He was still
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Evening of the same day.Sitting on a computer chair in my own room, I thought about how to dispose of the coins I earned today. My Intelligence and Luck indicators are above average, so I see no point in rushing to increase them. Attractiveness? Now this is much more interesting. Who would refuse to make themselves more attractive in the eyes of the opposite sex? Even followers of the philosophy “a man should be a little more beautiful than a monkey” would hardly miss such a chance. And I won’t miss it either, but I don’t see the point in raising this characteristic right now.My priority is still the task of bringing the physique to average values. Well, I can’t feel like a frail man, whom you can knock over with snot. Therefore, without thinking any more, I invest two out of three coins in the physique indicator.Luck: 35Intelligence: 15Attractiveness: 11Physique: 9 → 11Like last time, a pleasant feeling of strength spread through the body, only this time the physique was incre
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Satisfied with her answer, I roughly pull on the leash, forcing the girl to get up and immediately kiss her on the lips. I was in the same room with a scantily clad beauty for too long, which could not leave me indifferent. Any endurance will leak when the dream of the entire male half of the school is on its knees and with a depraved expression asks to become its owner. Ask any guy what he's willing to do to date Sayuki and he'll tell you anything, even become her obedient dog. I am in exactly the opposite position, because now this girl is my slave and is ready to fulfill any of my wills.Intellectually, I understood that it was simply stupid to think in such a vein, what difference does it make who is popular with whom. But the instincts wired into my body just scream with delight that I have acquired such a valuable prize for personal use.Such reflections, without my desire, inflamed my lust even more. My tongue entered Sayuki's mouth and began to claim territory. And her tongue
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New day, school again. This time, it was incredibly difficult to sit through all the lessons. And it's not about the complexity of the material being taught. Already today Sayuki and I will meet, where she confesses her feelings. The task will be completed, and I will receive another coin, which I will spend on improving my physique.So, this is all, of course, wonderful, but in anticipation of my own strengthening, I did not at all think that I would respond to the feelings of the president. As selfish as I am, I don't want to hurt the girl's feelings. Do I have rights to date a schoolgirl? Somehow it ... No, you need to wean yourself from thinking in past categories. Now I am a schoolboy myself, this body is now mine and my life, which means that it is up to me to decide what to do.After finishing the last lesson, I said goodbye to my friends and told my sister that today she would have to go home without me. And he went to the calligraphy club."Hello, Keiki-kun," Buchou greeted m
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The next morning, dressing in a school uniform, I suddenly discovered a problem: the shirt was a little tight on my shoulders and chest. Certainly not a critical situation, but it is better to refrain from careless movements. Apparently, one of these days I will have to go to a clothing store for a new shirt. After another increase in physique, this one will obviously become small for me. Hmm, but a jacket, trousers and T-shirts will also need to be purchased. In the end, I will not rest until I put my new carcass in order, which means that I will have to change my wardrobe several times. So it is better to immediately purchase several sizes for growth.Looking in the mirror, I did not find any special differences from my former self. It seems to have become a little wider in the shoulders, but not so much that the changes are conspicuous."Brother, are you coming soon?" Mizuha suddenly entered my room.“Ah, yes, I’m sorry,” I said, pulling myself away from the mirror.Is that a new s
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I decided to understand the system, which finally made itself felt, already at home, with a cup of tea in my hands. Therefore, quickly closing the door of the club room, I hurriedly headed home.After changing clothes, I brewed high-quality Japanese Hojicha green tea in a teapot. Mm, really delicious. No wonder Keiki loved him so much. However, because of the same taste buds, I just can't help but like what he liked.While enjoying the fine tea and walking away from the first day at the Japanese school of another world, at the same time I mentally gathered my strength to deal with my personal glitch after all. To myself, I can admit that I deliberately delayed this moment.It is one thing to get into another world, the existence of which is fully allowed by modern science, another thing is a system, the scientific justification of which I find it difficult to give. Of course, one can assume that a chip has been implanted into my brain, with the help of which inscriptions are projected
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After numerous attempts to get through to the system, I went to wash my face without salty slurping. Cold water allowed me to cheer up, and therefore I went to breakfast with a clear head. In the kitchen, Mizuha was already waiting for me, dressed in a pink apron.“Brother, everything is ready. Please, come to the table,” the sister said politely, taking off her apron.“Good,” memories suggest what place in the family is assigned to Keiki, and I sit down on it.I draw attention to the table, on which there were plates with a variety of dishes, most of which I see for the first time. Of the really familiar here, only sushi, which I was fond of in the past.Closest to me is a bowl of... miso soup. There are just no spoons. Oh, yes, in this country only chopsticks are used. I look at the miso soup, then at the chopsticks, then back at the soup. No, in a past life I knew how to wield these cutlery, and even more so with the newly-minted muscle memory. However, the remnants of common sense
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It was extremely difficult to regain consciousness. His head, as if squeezed in a vise, was bursting with dull pain, his eyes were watery, as if someone very kind had poured sand into them. Throat, lungs, muscles - everything hurt. When I was already desperate to get rid of this agony, the pain, as if at the snap of my fingers, disappeared. It immediately became easier to think, I wanted to understand where I am and what is happening, but remembering recent sensations, I decide to wait a couple of minutes in order to make sure that the painful state does not roll over again.My fears were not justified, on the contrary, the body began to feel even better, even the slightest discomfort disappeared. It's like I'm in my own soft and familiar bed. I open my eyes and see a white ceiling. I carefully turn my head and start looking around. A small but bright room, with a desk, a wardrobe and a computer. Well, I'm not in the torture room - that's good. However, I didn't have any questions. Th
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The morning met with a riot of colors and a wonderful mood, yet waking up in a soft bed, when the sun is shining outside the window and the leaves are softly rustling, is great, but after the caves it is indescribable. Since breakfast wasn't ready, I went to the backyard to do some warm-ups. Already after I announced my desire, I saw an unhealthy gleam in my eyes, and when I started warming up, I noticed peeping faces through the curtains, well, let it be, I don’t feel sorry, that’s just the warm-up will be standard, which Sergey taught, training scorpions is not for public. Charging took about thirty minutes and only raised the already good mood, especially the faces of the girls who were furtively looking after me were amused. I will not hide, the attention of beautiful women flattered me, but I did not lose my head, having breakfast in a pleasant company,The road was not close, so it’s better not to linger for a long time, at least for no apparent reason. You never know what force
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The morning came quickly as always, but, surprisingly, I slept well. I had a quick breakfast and sat down to wait for seven in the morning, nevertheless I promised, suddenly the support group was still sleeping. To have something to do, I began to re-study the guide about the undead. Unfortunately, I did not find anything new, but I passed the time. At precisely seven I stood at the entrance to the next cave. As far as I could see, of the opponents there are only dead, but all of the seventh rank and the level of the eightieth, these are not opponents for me, but there are many, really many, you will run around. And I’ll have to run, the only battle option that I’m seriously considering is to run along the corridor in a zigzag, cutting down the heads, otherwise you’ll just get stuck in this crowd, they’ll fill up with corpses both literally and figuratively. Thinking a little more To begin with, I calculated the preliminary trajectory of my movement, to my great joy, this
