Chapter 231 – Protest 15.10

After dinner at Nanami’s house.
On my way home, I called the military department.

“I am a colonel in the KW reserve of the former Japanese Army Special Operations Forces. I want to speak to General Arashi.”

No direct phone calls were received.
Thanks to this, I had to contact the old man through the military command and control room, and I had to wait a long time before being connected to the old man, the military commander in chief.

Eventually, when I got home, I was able to speak to the old man on the phone.

-Grow.

Gruff voice.
It seemed like the smell of cigarettes could waft through the phone.

“Grandpa. Why is it so hard to talk on the phone?”
-What’s going on? Did you even want to bring up your enlistment day?
“What is enlisting! I called to ask!”
-Check?

To the old man who still sounds like an old man with dementia, I brought up a story I heard from Nanami’s mother.

A widow who lost both her husband and both legs in a catastrophe. I couldn’t work, but I had to pay taxes. Besides, she couldn’t afford to raise her one daughter, so she had to force herself to have another child.

“What the hell does this even make sense?”

As he spoke, the heat grew in his head. It was probably something that could happen to Naiad or Sana-san.
However, it seemed that my anger was not properly conveyed to the old man.

-Joy. What else do I say Did you just call to talk about that?
“Are you just talking about that?”

It felt like the veins were about to pop out of my forehead.

– Inquire to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Communications or the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare. Why did you call me instead of a subordinate in the first place?
“Gyeonggam is a big hit in the military! And if you talk to your subordinates, won’t you hear gossip behind your back that you’re a kid who doesn’t even know the reality?”
-You mean…

The old man let out a deep sigh and spoke kindly, as if to soothe a fussy child.

-The treatment of war dead is an issue that our military has been fighting for a long time. But it’s not a matter of what we can do right now just because we raise our voices.
“Where is that? It’s not that the country doesn’t have money. If you’re going to spend it on something weird with your taxes anyway, you can turn it this way.”
-You… Under…

The old man let out a sigh as if he was frustrated.

“What? Did I say something wrong? Instead of replacing the road and rebuilding it, wouldn’t it be better to use the money to support the bereaved families of the dead?”
-…

The old man became silent as if at a loss for words, but after a while he opened his mouth.

-… KW. In the eyes of the general public, the tax that goes into the military will look like the “Tax that goes into the strange” You mentioned.
“What?!”

No matter how old Arashi is, there are things that can be said and things that shouldn’t be said.
It felt like my head was boiling.

“Inspiration! Have you finished talking now? Survivors’ support is a tax that goes into something strange?”
– Shut up and listen. You said too They said they would cut down the road and re-pave it. However, from the perspective of the road officials, it may be ‘dangerous roads where accidents may happen’ or ‘roads that are inconvenient to travel every day’. Maybe he lost someone in his family because of that bad road.

The voice of inspiration was unexpectedly sincere.
I decided to listen to the words of inspiration until the end.

-For non-rune holders, non-rune holders, the support fund for the bereaved families of the dead is only about ‘overturning and re-paving a normal road’. It’s a tax for incompetent soldiers who normally receive huge taxes, but can’t even properly prevent major disasters.

I could tell even through the receiver.
A quiet fury stirs in the voice of inspiration.

-As you know, the number of ordinary people who hate rune holders is absolutely not small. Rather, the voices calling for a reduction in taxes now going in are even louder.
“Yes…”

I was speechless.

The number of rune holders depends on national power. The power of the rune holder is national defense.
What on earth do you gain by treating rune holders like that?
I couldn’t understand.

– It is not an easy task to enforce taxes in the face of opposition. There are politicians who earn votes with ‘rune holder hate’. In a democratic society where head count is justice, we, as a minority, are bound to be the absolute underdog.

The words of inspiration made sense in my head.
99% of the people are ordinary people, not rune holders. It’s also unreasonable to think that rune holders are given preferential treatment——no, it’s a piece of shit!
If you feel like you’re being treated like that, you guys should come and fight!

“Inspiration! How can you not? That’s weird!”

Even though I knew it wouldn’t work, I had no choice but to use it in a frustrated mind.
Because there is no one else to vent his anger on other than the old man.

– Knives Windsor. If you think it’s unfair, change it yourself.
“What? What power do I have?!”

This old man, in the end, is trying to leave it to me again.

– Our generation is already over. Even if I try to raise my voice, no one is there. They all went to the grave
“I know. Now I just need inspiration.”
-But your generation will be different. Young, determined, and influential. If you want to change, you can change. Isn’t that why you dated Mizuki’s daughter?

Mizuki’s daughter…
How far do you know this inspiration?
And the reason I became close to President Mizuki wasn’t because of that reason.

– And KW. One last word.
“… What?”
-Consult with your subordinates about such trivial issues from now on. I am a military commander. I mean, I’m not a school teacher.
“Your inspiration has nothing to do, right? Even without going to the battlefield.”
– You stupid bastard! I don’t think the only thing to do in the military is to fight!!

I giggled, and the unholy command fell.

“It’s a surprise. I thought it was deafening.”
-Joy. Anyway, as a commander, it’s good to be interested in how your subordinates are treated. To keep going.

Beep. The call was disconnected unilaterally.
Sounds like an old man until the very end.

“Sheesh. Are you my grandfather?”

I threw my phone on the bed and lay down myself.
I feel uncomfortable in a corner of my heart, but thanks to Nanami and I, I felt like I could sleep comfortably today.

*

Next day.
I headed to the Rune Tower with Shinoshino.

Perhaps it was because she hadn’t been able to play for the past few days because she was busy, Shinoshino was more energetic today.

“It should be here.”
“Huh? What?”

On the way to Rune Tower, Shinoshino stopped in front of a laboratory in the academy’s off-limits area.

“Are you going to do it anyway?”
“?”

Entering the empty laboratory, Shinoshino suddenly takes off her panties.

Have you finally opened your eyes to the nature of exhibitionism?
If that’s the case, I’d be happy to hang out with you.

“Ruler. Do it faster.”
“Huh?”

Shino Shino pressed against the wall and stuck out his butt.
Let’s do it? Why? Suddenly?
It was so unexpected that I wondered if it was a trap.

“Shinoshino. Who can see that I did it?”
“Hmm? Ah, of course, this is not what you ordered. It’s what I want to do. Is this okay?”
“Ew? Did it happen?”

The principle of Shinoshino’s behavior was not understood.
Well, when will I ever understand?

But, hmm.
I’ve been doing it to the point where my balls are empty these days, so I was just going to take a break today.
As soon as I saw Shinoshino’s ass, the cock responded immediately.

A healthy, strong buttock. Strong thighs. Legs stretched straight.
And even the fresh pussy that had just been torn off the hymen.

I wasn’t so full that I even forced myself to spit out the spoonful I put into my mouth on such a beautifully set table.

“If Shinoshino is like that, then I’m also grateful…”
“Ah. For a moment.”

I was about to take off my pants, but Shinoshino stopped me.
He rummaged through his bag and pulled out something that looked like lotion.

“Ok? What’s this?”
“It’s love gel.”
“Love Gel.”

I never thought the word love gel would come out of Shinoshino’s sincere and sincere heart.

“Where did you get this?”

Imagine Shinoshino buying love gel from a convenience store for me.
Oh my god. I can’t get along like this!

“A friend recommended it. I had trouble walking for a few days.”
“A friend?”
“Okay. She asked me where it hurt, and she said it hurt there.”
“… There?”
“When I told her that I was forced to be raped by a man who didn’t know how to be considerate of women, he understood right away. And this was recommended. If you have this, even a man who doesn’t know how to be considerate of a woman will be fine.”
“…”
“Oh, I didn’t bring up your name, so don’t worry.”
“The name doesn’t matter!”

It is a known fact among those in the know that me, the president, and Shinoshino get together after school to make things up in whispers. It’s just that I don’t talk openly for the honor of the president and Shinoshino.

But if Shinoshino says something like, “I was forced to do it by a man who doesn’t know how to be considerate of women,” Then everyone will misunderstand that I am the culprit!
Don’t get me wrong, of course!

“Ha~.”

… Well, it doesn’t matter.
It’s not like yesterday or today that I get scolded behind my back. Even if one more charge of rape of the head of the SS is added, it won’t change much…

“…”
“? Why?”

As I stare at it, Shinoshino asks.

It’s not ‘why?’! You stupid woman!
No, isn’t she a stupid woman? Actually, did you do that on purpose to make fun of me? This clever woman!

“Haa~ no.”

What can I say?
Anyway, the tight part of this woman will never change.

“Instead, I’ll do my best to vent my anger.”
“Joy. The desired sea.”
“Oh? You mean that?”

After taking off my pants, I applied the love gel I received from Shinoshino to my cock.

Let’s see how long we can keep screaming that loud.