Mangi Nagashi (Monkey)'s POV
Twenty minutes before the start of morning horoom.
I hurry down the hallway to my classroom with restless steps.
The dark circles under my eyes are now darker than before. My face, which is not so pretty even by itself, is now twice as ugly as before.
This is because yesterday, Sakon had a terrible accident.
And to this day, I cannot get Sakon's madness out of my mind.
She was bending over and screaming like an animal with a stain spreading on her skirt and there is a drop of dirty liquid running down her trembling legs.
Because of this, the classroom is filled with shocked voices. There is a rattling sound of people getting up from their seats, and in the distance, the speaker of a campaign car is calling out the nas of the candidates concerned indifferently.
**a
anwhile, the teacher rushes up to her with chalk in hand, and my classmates scream and retreat.
As for , I just looked at Sakon in shock.
It was obvious what had happened.
The penalty.
The penalty for the loser of the devil's ga. That was the beginning of it, I thought.
I glanced at the other participant, Yui Kayama, who looked surprised, but soon cowered her shoulders as if to say, "Oh well".
To my eyes, she seed to understand what was happening.
After that, Kayama accompanied Sakon to the hospital in the ambulance, so I could not even ask her what was going on, and so after school, over the night, and into the morning without any break.
I had a lot of ti to think. But the more I thought about it, the more I ca to the worst conclusion.
On Saturday, Kayama suddenly ca out on top in that devil's ga, and the next day, Sunday night, Hotta and Saitō didn't co to pick up.
And on Monday, Sakon was in a terrible ss.
There was only one answer, no matter how one looked at it.
The ga was over.
I guess that Kayama succeeded in taking the virginity of Fumio Kijima the Saint and corrupting him.
In other words, Sakon and I lost the ga.
The penalty for the loser is "to be processed into at and shipped to a supermarket in the demon world." It seed like such a joke and normally, people would have snickered at such a story. Even I would do so.
But, unfortunately, I already know that it is not a joke anymore.
**b
If Sakon's incident was the beginning of the penalty, it might be the process of draining all the waste before processing.
（If that's the case, I'm next...）
This thought sent a chill down my spine.
I thought of taking a day off from school, but I couldn't resist if Hotta, Saitō, and the others ca to pick up even if I was shivering under the quilt.
Perhaps I was mistaken. With such a gleam in my heart, I decided to go to school to check the situation with Kayama.
When I opened the sliding door of the classroom, I found the sa scene as usual.
There was no trace of Sakon's tragedy.
Perhaps because there is still so ti before the first day of school, the number of my classmates who have co to school is sparse. However, I could guess what the people were talking about in their hushed voices.
When I looked around the classroom, I found that Kayama was already in her seat, looking vaguely toward the window. Sakon was nowhere to be seen.
I threw my bag on the desk and walked up to her.
「Hey, um...Kayama...」
「Oh, Manki-san, how do you do?」
Kayama looked at with a curious look, while I didn't have ti to return her greeting and asked her.
「Maybe... umm... the ga is over?」
Kayama seed to think for a mont and then her mouth twisted into a thin smile.
「Yes, we had a wonderful night」
That ans that she has taken the virginity of Fumio Kijima the Saint and corrupted him.
**c
「So... Then, is it possible that Sakon is already...」
「I don't know the details, but...」
She smiled smilingly.
「I think she might already be on the store shelves」
「Eeek!?」
My legs tangle involuntarily, and my waist rattles against the desk behind , causing my classmates to look at . But I no longer have ti to worry about such things.
（No, I don't want to die. I-I don't want to die! What shall I do? What shall I do?）
I think desperately, scratching my hair. I can't stop shaking with fear. My back teeth are rattling.
（Where should I run? Who should I call for help? Teacher? Police? My old man?）
But no matter how much I think about it, I can't co up with an answer. The other party is the devil. Who can stand against such a thing?
Now, I run out of the classroom and down the hallway. I don't have any plans. I just couldn't stand to stay here.
I can't think anymore. I just run away. That's all I could think about.
But just as I reached the footwear box and hurriedly changed my shoes and squatted down to tie my untied shoelaces, a sullen voice ca down from overhead: 「You look like you're about to die.
「You look like you are about to die」
I looked up and saw a familiar figure standing there. It was Shiratori-senpai, a senior student with sharp eyes that made feel intimidated.
Instantly, tears welled up and my vision beca distorted. Before I could think, I clung to Shiratori-senpai.
「S-senpai! Help ! Please help !」
It's a strange story, co to think of it. I had completely lost my composure.
**a
She was just trying to teach how to fall in love with Kijima-senpai. So, it doesn't an anything to ask for help. Moreover, she was just a schoolgirl like , and there was no way that she could fight against the devil.
However, she didn't show any sign of surprise, and her eyes narrowed in a kind of annoyed look.
「Huff... He should at least clean up after himself when he plays. He's such a tireso king, really」
I had no idea what Shiratori-senpai was talking about.
「Oh, um...」
I looked up puzzled. Shiratori-senpai seed to think for a mont and said.
「Don't worry, you are an outsider」
「Uh... What do you... an by that?」
When I let out a bewildered voice, she raised one eyebrow in a troubleso manner.
「Well, you can say that I helped you. If it's a clearer way. Yes, I'll do that. You're not a mark, so maybe it's better that way. However, in exchange for my help, if I disappear in the future, please contact Fumio Kijima and tell him this」
Then she whispered a few words in my ear.
I did not understand what she ant.
「Don't worry, go back to your classroom. Class is about to start」
She then waved off and walked down the hallway.
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