Because I was excluded out of the class transfer, I decided make a classmate harem

--Big Bang.

His first thought of Kirishima Ran was an intense flash that would be comparable to the birth of the universe.

Screams and yells fly around, messing up the beginning of a melancholy morning.

In an instant, the surroundings were dyed in pure white and covered with strong light that burned the eyes over the eyelids.

The next thing I attacked him was an unpleasant floating feeling that was sucked up with great force.

I assumed that it would hit the ceiling like this, but the floating feeling disappeared in the next moment.

At the same time, the pure white flash that was crushing the surroundings was erased.

Did the sun also fall?

Or was he involved in some kind of explosion?

Either way, Kirishima Orchid wanted to go home early.

Monday - it was also a gloomy morning before class began.

At such a time, I was caught up in a case I didn't know what was going on.

I'm sure the staff meeting will crush everything for today's class.

Perhaps a temporary school break in the last few days could be enough.

If that happens anyway, I want you to let me go.

If you wait too long, the train and bus will stop.

With those thoughts in mind, the orchid opened its eyes and lost its words to the sight that spread around it.

"Huh?"

A stone wall that is unusual nowadays and has no wallpaper.

A similarly inorganic stone floor with no carpet.

Nearly twenty men and women rolled around to see a familiar uniform - a high school uniform for orchids.

The skirt rolled up and the exciting pants were brilliantly exposed, such as the nearest girl student.

It's a light blue underwear with little cloth area. It doesn't seem to be showing bread, and the shape of the buttocks is clearly emerging.

I bake it in my eyes because it is difficult.

The orchid looked around again after unintended stunning views.

Apparently, the men and women rolling here are in the same high school as the orchids - classmates of the same class.

Many students have familiar hairstyles and faces.

But apparently there are few defects in the class.

They're not the kind of people who've been in class since Monday morning.

I was relieved to hear that orchid's high-pressure voice and behavior.

The problem wasn't there.

"... where are we?"

If Orchid had remembered correctly, he would have been in high school class just now.

Above all, he was lazily wasting his morning off just before class.

I'm not being bullied, but I don't have any friends in my class right now.

Orchids were a so-called race.

I have had routine conversations with some class-customers who are close to everyone, but I don't have any friends who play together on holidays or eat together on lunch break.

Less important, typical air person.

I was therefore unable to share this situation with anyone.

This kind of thing is painful.

"I have no idea what happened."

Even so, the orchid was dull, but somehow the answer came to mind.

This situation is suddenly thrown from everyday life as usual into life without meaning.

Isn't it something popular in online novels, such as the so-called Transformation of the World?

"I wonder if that's a class shift. I don't know why."

However, the surrounding stone walls have an artificial flavor.

It might be easier to think that someone summoned you than to transfer you somewhere.

"But this is a promise that the parties won't show up until everyone wakes up."

A friend would wake him up and awaken his classmates in chains, but orchids could not be the first trigger.

Nevertheless, I can't just leave it like this.

There's nothing I can do about it, so I'm going to call the girl in the light blue pants who is losing consciousness nearest to me.

"No, but not excited-- don't be nervous."

Why should I wear such exciting underwear in high school?

I don't mind showing you my underwear.

Or do high school students usually fall in love with each other in the classroom just because Orchid doesn't know?

I think we should blow it up.

"Hey, are you okay? Um... Cat Yama-san!

I almost called you Mr. Light Blue, but it doesn't matter.

A girl who lost consciousness while showing off her light blue underwear proudly, Mizuki Katayama turned her back from the depression while raising a strange voice such as "Funiyau".

Because I did such a thing with my skirt rolled up, now I see a more important part through my underwear.

Is it shaving? I can see the crack clearly when I close my eyes.

Is it only a cat on Mt. Cat?

You won't complain if I rape you like this.

Various thoughts come to mind, but orchids didn't have the courage to translate them into action.

But I can't help but be so excited and ignore without doing anything.

Looks like the others haven't woken up yet, and they'll be fine for a little while.

"Neeko-yama-san!

"Hyahn!?

For high school students, a slightly modest chest presses relentlessly against their palms.

Softer than I thought.

Since then, I've been wondering if this is a crime.

No, this isn't a crime. Tell yourself it's worth it.

It is impossible to wake a sleepy person without touching his or her body.

Angels in your brain who insist on touching something other than your chest ignore it.

"Nh, Nyah? Is that it, too, in the morning? Oh, but isn't it dark? I wonder if they kept the curtains closed?

Apparently, she didn't notice the rubbing of her chest.

I feel relieved to be late.

"Cat Yama-san"

"Ah, Kirishima kun. What am I supposed to do?

Niyahaha showed her eight-degree teeth, and Mizuki Katayama cheeked in a glowing manner.

The smell of babies drifts with great momentum from the end of words and movements, but these are all different from fully calculated seductive behaviors.

This is her element.

Of course, I hate people who hate it - especially girls - but it was popular with orchid-class Ota-like groups.

This girl named Mizuki Katayama doesn't underestimate or discriminate against others because of her appearance or personality.

Talk to the lowest class of men in Kirst.

Incidentally, orchids are also the only female students in the original world to speak the language.

Orchid himself would deny it, but from the perspective of the entire class, he is treated in the same group as the Ota group at the bottom of the Curst.

"Don't you remember?

"Nyah... I don't even remember being wrapped in strange light."

Wake up and dust your back or skirt.

Then he looked around and looked at the orchid again.

"Hey, where are we!? I mean, why is everybody sleeping... eh!?

He shouted and rushed to the fallen students and began to shake his body.

Students wake up shaken by Mt. Cat's bell.

Twenty-one in all.

There are a few Yankees who are late every day, and one Debs girl who dropped out of school because of bullying.

All the other students seem to have been transferred to this location.

Unlike the class shift commonly seen on the Internet, there has been no shift in the teacher in charge.

It was early in the morning, so I hadn't come to class yet.

Sigh, anger, cry, scream.

Various voices cross the area.

It is good that there were no immediate violence, but this closed space is still not good.

The lowest crowd of otters in the castle are shivering in blues, leaning against each other.

One of them is smiling for some reason.

Mostly, like orchids, I think I thought of the word class shifting.

"What the hell is this!

"I don't know!

A brunette girl (who apparently had one left) replied angrily to the chairman's grief.

The same thing happens everywhere, and every time the anger flies, some girls cry.

I don't know what's wrong with crying! And the defective girl yells as she kicks the wall.

Orchid thought the class was about to collapse before the Summoner came.

However, such thoughts will also be mistaken in the next sentence.

"King! Here it is! Looks like it was summoned here!

Promise of a Class Transfer - The Summoner is here.

The male student who was having a rough time just now plays a small guzzle pose.

I suppose she's delusional about making a harem with a girl in her class because she's only got cheating skills.

"The Summon Magic Team's coordinates were incorrectly specified. No, it was close. If I'd been a little more off, I'd have buried it alive in the wall."

A man in a cloak who emerged from the darkness.

The orchid ignores it, even though it seems to have said something subtle and frightening.

There is nothing to gain by poking at such a place.

"Your Majesty, the summons was a success! --Twenty-one, we're all here!

"I see....."

The man in the cloak was not followed by a rather nasty king.

It looks exactly like a skeleton.

He wore a cane with thin arms of bone and skin and walked here with the knights lending him their shoulders.

It doesn't seem like she's just lost weight.

Sickness - No, something a little more serious.

"The King is under a cruel curse!

The orchid decided to keep quiet because it would explain everything.

The other students stand unaware of what happened.

No one seems to throw out excessive gossip.

It was a curse by the Devil. This curse lasts forever while the Demon King is alive in this world!

…………

"We tried to defeat the Demon King somehow, but everything failed!

…………

"So we summoned a warrior called Saint from another world to defeat the Devil King -"

Taken together, it was easy because it was a long time.

A few years ago, the King was cursed by the Devil.

To lift the curse, you must defeat the Demon King.

But the inhabitants of this world were unfit for the Demon King.

If it's impossible for humans in this world - you just need to gather power from another world.

There is something called summoning magic in this world that can summon humans from other worlds.

They're talking about using it to build up their power.

I mean, it's selfish.

Of course, in response, the bloodthirsty students screamed unbearable abusive gossip.

But the man in the cloak, the king and the guard knight heard the rumors lightly.

I feel used to it.

Insect spit runs in that thought circuit that doesn't care about other people's lives.

But...

Of the students who explode anger, there is only one - one who seems to be laughing.

Earlier, the Ota boy put on his glasses and raised his hand with a criminal smile.

He is exposed to intensive fire in his gaze, but he doesn't care at all.

If you can be so grand, I think you should do it normally.

Summoner As ordinary people, we don't have the art of fighting. Wouldn't summoning so many of them improve the situation?

The orchid understood what the otter boy was thinking.

What are you going to do when you summon yourself without the skills to fight?

Apart from this, I don't feel disgust or hatred about being summoned.

I'm waiting for the words that will be spinned later.

Of course, there is only one thing to be returned after this dialogue.

"Of course, we both know that. Each saint has the ability to fight and the translation magic to understand and use the words of this world."

The Oto boy plays guzzle again with the nibbles.

They don't seem to realize that they are seen with white eyes from around them.

"Well, then, how do I handle that ability and that!

"Easy. Activate and remember the energy that travels through your body. If you do, you will soon be able to know your abilities."

"Okay, let's go!

When the Ota boy remembered something, something came up on his head.

Apparently, it is possible to confirm the abilities applied to yourself from others.

Incidentally, the words that came to mind on the head of the Oto boy were refreshing.

"Appraisal"

"You're kidding!?"

If the cheat protagonist in the alley had the hassle skill he had by default, the Ota boy squatted on the spot with his head in his arms.