Chapter 6: Training Camp
"Residential training camp, huh… So it's already that time."
Staring at the freshly distributed pamphlet, Shogo felt how quickly time was passing. When every day was packed with things he wanted to do, the weeks flew by.
Especially lately—thanks to all the fun "training" sessions he'd been giving Hisako.
"Hey, Hisako. Sounds pretty rough, this training camp."
"…! D-Don't… talk to me… Nchu…"
A hushed, angry voice echoed inside the multi-purpose restroom.
Watching Hisako obediently lick his cock exactly as ordered, Shogo felt an overwhelming urge to stroke her head. Even after snapping at him, she kept moving her tongue with honest effort. It was incredibly arousing for his dominant side.
Now that he had her, he understood something about Arato Hisako: she had the kind of charm that made a man want to tame her. Maybe it was because of her strong-willed personality. He liked that she still tried to act defiant.
That was exactly why he had no intention of completely breaking her. What he wanted wasn't some obedient sex slave—it was the Arato Hisako who appeared in Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma.
"Sorry for dragging you here during lunch break. Feels amazing, Hisako."
"Shut up… My jaw's getting tired… Rero…"
It had been a week since he claimed her. Every day he called her out and used her body however he pleased. Of course, he wasn't just fucking her—he was teaching her all sorts of techniques too. Right now he was training her blowjob skills. She was a quick learner, as expected from an honors student.
"I'm close… Fuuu… That feels so good~"
"—Ngh… Nnn… Haa… haa…"
"Good girl. Open wide and show me."
"...Kh."
Hisako reluctantly opened her mouth. Thick semen still pooled on her tongue, giving off a powerful scent. He ordered her to chew it five or six times before swallowing.
"Good girl, Hisako. Now finish with a kiss, just like I taught you."
"...You piece of trash."
She pressed a soft kiss to the head of his spent cock. The sight of a girl who had only recently experienced her first kiss now kissing a dick in a restroom was pure bliss. No matter how many times he saw that reluctant, disgusted face obeying him, he never got tired of it. Just looking at her made him want to get hard again, but he couldn't stay long—he had used "going to the bathroom" as an excuse to slip away from Erina.
Suppressing the urge to shove himself inside her raw and mess her up completely, he kissed Hisako after she rinsed her mouth with water.
"Nngh! …St-stop…!"
"It's fine. It'll be quick."
"Ah… Nnn… Chu…"
He tangled his tongue with hers for about thirty seconds, savoring the moment. Supporting her trembling legs, he ended it with a light peck on the lips.
"That's all for today. —Do your best at the training camp."
"…I don't need you to tell me that…!"
He stepped out of the multi-purpose restroom first, checked that no one was around, then walked off without looking back. When he glanced over his shoulder, Hisako was already jogging away. The sight of her hurrying back to her master like a loyal dog reminded him just how much control he had.
"…Training camp, huh. Looking forward to it."
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The day of the residential training camp.
The first-year high-school students of Totsuki Academy were loaded onto more than fifty large buses headed for the mountain resort. The scale was almost comical.
By the time the camp ended, however, the number of students would be drastically reduced.
That was how Totsuki's ruthless competitive education worked: anyone who failed to reach the passing score on the tests would be expelled without question. Since Shogo already knew the main heroines he was after wouldn't be expelled, it didn't matter to him.
"…Finally here."
After two hours of bumpy travel, they had arrived.
The destination was a luxury resort area operated by Totsuki Academy itself, lined with high-end hotels and exclusive restaurants. It was known as the Totsuki Resort.
They were told to drop their luggage in their assigned rooms and assemble immediately. This school really didn't go easy on its students.
"—Hey, if it isn't Shogo. Yo."
The moment he reached the large assembly hall, someone called out to him. The one waving casually was Soma Yukihira—the problem child who had picked a fight with nearly every first-year during the entrance ceremony.
"Hey, Soma. Still causing chaos, I see."
"Look who's talking. You had a Shokugeki with Nakiri's secretary, didn't you? …Someday I wanna have one with you too. Unlike me, you actually passed Nakiri's transfer exam."
"Nah, that was totally your own fault. If you hadn't provoked Nakiri-san, you would've passed easily."
Soma laughed, not looking the least bit sorry. There was no point lecturing him.
"…This test looks like it's gonna be a big deal too."
"Yeah, this school really is loaded. I was already getting numb to the extravagance after seeing all those buses, but I never expected the camp site to be a whole luxury resort."
"True. Who knows what they'll make us do."
While half-listening to Soma, Shogo called out to the person behind him.
"Good morning, Tadokoro-san. You look a little pale—are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah… Good morning, Santoku-kun. …I-I'm fine."
The quiet, blue-haired girl was Tadokoro Megumi—one of the heroines of Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma. She had a gentle, soft-spoken personality and a cute appearance that made her popular.
Since Shogo had built a decent relationship with Soma, he naturally ended up talking to the people around him too. He had visited Polar Star Dorm a few times, so he was at least acquainted with the Polar Star members.
Well, this girl isn't one of my targets.
It wasn't that he found her unattractive, but he didn't feel the desperate need to sleep with her. More accurately, there was a reason he couldn't touch her.
To obtain the main heroine, Nakiri Erina, he needed Tadokoro Megumi to end up with the protagonist, Soma. It was crucial for his ambitions that she become a "winning heroine" instead of a "losing heroine." He was even willing to help push the two of them together romantically. That was why he would never lay a hand on Tadokoro Megumi.
For the same reason—because she was in love with Soma—he had also ruled out Mito Ikumi. Besides, she just wasn't his type anyway.
What Shogo needed to do was claim the women he personally wanted to fuck.
As long as that remained unchanged, he had no doubts. After all, no one could beat him in a cooking duel. He would protect the flow of the original story using his meta-knowledge so he could take advantage of it. It made everything more convenient that way.
"—Everyone, we will now begin the briefing for the residential training camp."
While he was lost in thought, a teacher stepped forward with a microphone. Following him were Totsuki graduates who had been called in as instructors for the camp.
The six-day hellish training camp had begun.
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