The Rules of My prison school

I followed the terrifying woman into the academy against my own will, like a prisoner being escorted to his cell.

The giant doors closed behind us with a heavy boom.

The sound echoed through the marble hallway like the universe confirming my fate.

Yep.

Definitely prison.

A luxurious prison, but a prison nonetheless.

The inside of the academy looked just as ridiculous as the outside. Polished marble floors. Crystal chandeliers hanging from ceilings high enough to fit a helicopter. Paintings of elegant women staring down at me like they were personally judging my existence.

And everywhere we walked, girls stopped what they were doing.

Then they stared at me like I was an exotic animal.

Some whispered.

Some gasped.

One girl dropped the books she was carrying.

Another girl slowly backed away like I was a wild animal that might attack if startled.

“…Am I contagious or something?” I muttered.

The woman in front of me stopped walking.

She turned slowly.

Her eyes locked onto mine again.

She was slender, with beautiful long silver hair and sky-blue eyes. Her looks radiated an aura that screamed student council president. I might have fallen in love at first sight.

“You are worse than contagious.”

“…Comforting.”

She turned and continued walking.

The vice principal then looked at me and, unsurprisingly, began verbally annihilating me.

“That was the student council president. Do not look at her or think about her at all. You are beneath her in every aspect.”

“You are a biological complication.”

“Still not sure what that means.”

She ignored me.

“You are a scoundrel and an enemy to all women. I do not understand what the principal was thinking with this social experiment. Just know that I will be watching you every second of the day.”

“Wow, watching me every second? I’d say you have a crush on me.”

“Shut up, filth. I didn’t give you permission to speak.”

“Yes…”

Why did my heart flutter when she said that?

This isn’t a kink I’d like to have, but something about a sexy older woman talking down to you is apparently a turn-on for me.

After a moment, we reached a large office at the end of the hallway. She opened the door and gestured inside like she was inviting me to enter a courtroom.

I stepped in cautiously.

The room was enormous. A massive desk sat near the window overlooking the entire campus. Shelves of books lined the walls, and framed certificates hung everywhere like trophies.

Behind the desk sat another woman.

She looked younger than the one escorting me, but somehow even more intimidating.

Long black hair.

Sharp eyes.

Perfect posture.

D-cup as well, I believe.

No… I’m certain they’re double Ds!

She wasn’t as serious as the vice principal, but she had a smile that clearly said, I’m an expert sadist.

For some reason, her beautiful smile was far more frightening than the vice principal’s serious tone.

She looked up from a stack of papers.

“…So.”

Her gaze moved slowly from my head to my feet.

“This is the boy. My, my, how wonderful! You’ll make a beautiful test subject for my wonderful school and students.”

I raised a hand awkwardly.

“Hi. I have a question.”

“My, I didn’t know lowly insects could speak. I don’t remember giving you an opportunity to open your mouth.”

“Huh?!”

Who says that with a smile on their face?!

I knew it. I had a gut feeling this woman was way scarier than the vice principal. She’s smiling while trying to completely destroy my self-esteem.

WHY AM I GETTING AROUSED?!

The silver-haired woman beside me crossed her arms.

“This is Ren Arakawa.”

The woman behind the desk leaned back in her chair.

Her expression was calm.

Too calm.

“You are aware of where you are, Mr. Arakawa?”

“…A boarding school for girls?”

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

“Wonderful. The insect has some intelligence! This institution is Seishin Elite Academy for Young Ladies.”

She paused.

“A place built on a very simple philosophy.”

She leaned forward.

“Men complicate things.”

The silver-haired woman beside me nodded in agreement.

“Correct.”

“And I am the principal of this school,” she continued, smiling. “Which means I see all the girls here as if they were my own daughters.”

The principal continued.

“For generations, our students have been raised without male influence.”

She folded her hands neatly.

“And now you are here.”

“…Lucky me.”

Her eyes sharpened.

“You are here because we require a variable.”

“…A variable.”

“Yes.”

She pointed a pen at me.

“You are the academy’s social experiment.”

I had a bad feeling about where this was going.

“Every interaction you have with our students will be observed.”

“…That sounds incredibly uncomfortable.”

“It should.”

The silver-haired woman stepped forward.

“And there are rules.”

She pulled out a thin folder and placed it on the desk.

“A great many rules.”

I stared at the folder.

“How many rules are we talking about here?”

She smiled slightly.

“The kind that determine whether you remain enrolled here… or are expelled immediately.”

Then she pulled out a pair of scissors.

“Or whether I have to cut off your golden sacks.”

“NOOO! NOT MY FAMILY JEWELS! THOSE ARE VERY IMPORTANT TO ME!”

That’s when the principal added the one rule that made my stomach drop.

“There is one rule in particular you should remember. I urge you to remember this rule and never break it.”

Her smile grew darker.

“Because expulsion would be the least of your worries if you break this rule.”

I gulped.

She leaned forward.

“If you form any romantic relationship with one of our students… no, let me reiterate… one of my children, Ren Arakawa…”

The silver-haired woman finished the sentence.

“…you will be expelled immediately.”

Then the principal repeated after her.

“And by expelled, I don’t mean just from this school.”

Her smile widened.

“I mean from this earth as well, my lovely insect test subject.”

Silence filled the room.

I blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Then I slowly looked out the window at the massive campus full of girls.

Then back at the two women staring at me like hell’s prison wardens.

“…So let me get this straight.”

I pointed at the campus.

“I’m the only guy in a school full of girls.”

“Yes.”

“And if one of them likes me…”

“None of my wonderful girls would ever like you, Ren, my dear.”

“But if, on the off 0.0000000001 percent chance that they do—”

“Wow, that’s a lot of zeros the principal used.”

“I get expelled?”

The silver-haired woman nodded.

“I will personally ensure it.”

She leaned closer.

“And depending on the severity of the situation… I might make sure to send you to the afterlife without your family jewels.”

A shiver ran down my spine.

Only one thought crossed my mind.

“…This is going to be a long and very difficult year.”