The school bell rang.
Mishima Prefectural High buzzed with its usual hormone-infested chaos. The sports club was chasing a rogue volleyball, a disciplinary teacher was chasing a rogue gyaru, and a janitor was chasing his will to live.
Meanwhile, inside Class 2-B, chaos took human form.
Machio Araki sat at his desk, one arm in a sling, the other barely moving after his bout with Raka. Across from him, Natsume Tachibana twirled a lollipop in her mouth while scrolling through vampire TikToks. Veronica was leaned halfway out the window, writing in a little red book titled "The Blood-Splattered Guide to Thigh Seduction."
Machio stared at his new quest list, eyes twitching.
> [NEW QUEST]
Thigh Massage of the Sadistic Harem
Objective: Survive the wrath (and thighs) of three sadistic women.
Reward: +3 Crimson Resonance. +1 Accidental Harem King Aura.
"Thigh… massage?" he muttered.
Tachibana glanced over. "Don't look at me. This one's on the system."
A shadow fell over them.
"Yo, blood bozos," a voice drawled.
They turned.
It was Dema Hikami, the Fire Fairy gym teacher. Tight red tracksuit, smug grin, and eyes glowing with ember heat.
"You owe me a backrub, Araki. After what you did to my sofa during the soul swap, it smells like a wet dog in a sauna."
"Dema-sensei," Machio groaned. "Please. I'm still sore."
"Good. Because you're gonna be even more sore after today's special combat PE class." Her smile widened. "Guess who's joining?"
The door slammed open.
Every girl in the class screamed. Some boys fainted.
Because standing at the threshold, now in the school's black uniform—tailored to fit his ridiculous aura—was…
"Raka!?" Machio and Tachibana shouted in unison.
Hair like silk blood. Eyes like vampire apocalypse. And that same resting "I kill for breakfast" face.
"I've been… reassigned," he said grimly. "As your classmate."
Machio stood. "Are you serious?! You tried to kill us!"
"That was last night. New day, new rules." He handed a paper to the teacher. "My transfer form. Signed by the Crimson Judge herself."
Raka calmly walked past Machio and sat in the empty seat directly behind him. The chair creaked. The table cracked.
"I'll be watching," Raka whispered. "Closely."
Tachibana leaned in. "This can't be legal."
Veronica sighed, flipping another page in her seduction book. "This school has a ghost PE teacher, a succubus lunch lady, and a vampire club that runs student council. Legal's long dead."
Dema cracked her knuckles. "Everyone, outside. Combat pairs."
Everyone groaned.
Except three girls.
Three specific girls.
Kagura Minazuki – the class rep, shrine maiden descendant, kendo club captain, and Machio's childhood friend. Sweet smile, sword hidden in her skirt.
Mina Shizuki – vampire aristocrat, perfume bombshell, speaks in French insults, and thinks Machio is her "blood bag of destiny."
Koko Hoshizora – bubbly psychic girl, giggles before she breaks bones, obsessed with "body energy" and touch therapy. Runs the Massage Club.
All three glared at each other.
Kagura adjusted her glasses. "I'll be Machio's partner. I need to purify the dark aura surrounding him."
Mina smirked. "Tch. Non. He needs noble vampire pressure points. I'll massage him into submission."
Koko clapped. "Ooooh! I call dibs on thighs! I mean—his thighs. For healing. Definitely healing."
Machio backed away. "Wait—waitwaitwait."
Dema clapped. "Perfect! Today's class? Thigh Combat Massage Duel!"
"…what?"
"Three girls. One boy. Fight to see whose thighs can activate the most spirit resonance through contact. Welcome to hell, Araki."
Tachibana crossed her arms. "Can I opt out of this school?"
[QUEST INITIATED: Thigh Massage of the Sadistic Harem]
The gym exploded with screaming.
Machio was strapped to a massage table like a human experiment. He wore gym shorts and a blindfold. Tachibana, acting as referee, stood nearby with a whistle and a taser.
"Don't touch the wrong spot," she warned the girls. "Or I will zap you."
Raka stood in the corner, writing in a journal titled "Ways to Kill a Harem Protagonist."
Dema rang a bell. "BEGIN."
ROUND 1: Kagura.
She knelt beside Machio, hands trembling.
"I'm only doing this because it's purification, okay?"
Her thighs—soft, toned from kendo—wrapped around his arm. She chanted softly.
Machio twitched. "What… what is this warmth…?"
"Holy thigh aura," Veronica whispered from the bleachers. "She's sealing his demons with her quadriceps."
Machio's energy bar rose.
Kagura's cheeks burned. "I-It's just a spell. Shut up."
ROUND 2: Mina.
She pushed Kagura aside and mounted the table sideways.
"Mmm~ Machio-kun. Allow me to demonstrate noble discipline."
Her thigh—silky, ice-cold—gripped his waist. She whispered in French. "Résiste à cela, mon amour."
Machio gasped. "Is… is this legal in twelve countries?!"
Veronica took notes. "It's legal in France."
Energy bar spiked again. Fangs popped out of Machio's mouth.
Tachibana groaned. "Don't you dare turn this into a fetish."
ROUND 3: Koko.
She was already bouncing on her heels. "YAY! Time to awaken the chakra of the legs!"
She leapt onto the table and sat on his thighs.
"Koko Method: Jiggle Bounce Massage!"
Machio's soul left his body for a moment.
Veronica fainted.
Raka whispered, "This… this is madness."
RESULT: SYSTEM OVERLOAD.
Machio's aura exploded in pink fire.
[LEVEL UP – HAREM KING AURA II UNLOCKED]
[New Trait: Resistance to Thigh-Based Mental Attacks]
The gym windows shattered.
Tachibana's whistle melted.
Dema clapped. "CLASS DISMISSED!"
**
LATER THAT NIGHT...
Machio lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. Tachibana was beside him, towel on her head, brushing her wet hair.
"…So," she asked casually, "whose thighs were best?"
He turned slowly.
"…I plead the fifth."
She smirked. "Wrong answer."
She zapped him with the taser.
He twitched.
Veronica walked in wearing pajamas and a blanket cape. "Next time I get a turn. My thighs are criminally underrated."
Raka stood in the hallway, glaring. "This school is hell."
From under the bed, Azumi whispered, "Please let me transfer…"
**
Meanwhile, in a dark chamber beneath the Vampire High Council…
The Crimson Judge Yuki stood before a council of shadowy figures.
"The boy has survived another trial," she said.
One figure leaned forward. "And the bond?"
Yuki smiled. "It grows. Soon, even the ancient ones will stir."
Thunder boomed.
Lightning cracked across a full red moon.
**
TO BE CONTINUED…
> NEXT TIME: "Vampire Beach Episode & The Forbidden Swimsuit of Destiny"
Can Machio survive summer break, vampire nobles in bikinis, and another unexpected power awakening? Or will the swimsuit break him first?