W-Why... they treat me like a slave in the middle ages...

The relentless heat failed to deter the boys, who pressed on with unwavering determination, their steps resolute and unwavering. The weight of a hefty log on their shoulders seemed to diminish as their objective became apparent. 

Among the five of them, Joe appeared to be struggling as he fell behind. The noise of a heavy object crashing caught everyone's attention, prompting them to quickly come to Joe's aid. However, Kiyoshi showed no concern whatsoever. 

"Just a little more... I can do it... after that, I can finally take a break from this grueling task!" Kiyoshi's voice grew stronger as he clenched his jaw. His determination paid off when he ultimately reached a building situated in the heart of the field. 

*Thud!!

"W-Why... they treat me like a slave in the middle ages... huhh... huhh..."

Life can be incredibly unfair at times, and Kiyoshi is currently experiencing the brunt of it. He finds himself being pulled along by the actions of others, causing him to question the value of the image he has painstakingly crafted. Frustration and disappointment consume him. 

Kiyoshi observed the sun slowly descending on the horizon, its vibrant orange hue captivating his gaze. Yet, there was an intriguing presence that caught his attention. The four young men, united in their struggle, moved steadily towards him. Their prison uniforms, with their sleeved white striped shirts and striped trousers, only heightened the dramatic atmosphere. 

"You, why are you just sitting there? Quickly lift your ass and help them!"

Kiyoshi's breath caught as he fixed a cold stare on a statuesque woman standing next to him, her figure exuding an air of allure. Meiko was the final person Kiyoshi relied on during that incident. However, even though she knew the truth, she chose to remain silent, leading to his current situation. 

'This Bitch! Next time, I'll rip her double-faced off!' After getting to his feet, he gave his rear end a gentle pat before obediently following the goddess's strict commands in complete silence. 

Meiko, exhausted from standing in the scorching sun all day, couldn't help but sigh. The discomfort in her heart lingered, weighing her down and making it difficult to catch her breath. 

"I understand the importance of not criticizing him, but failing to do so might result in Mari harboring negative feelings toward me," Meiko muttered, her determination resurfacing as she uttered Mari's name. As she wiped the sweat from her neck, she noticed a slight difficulty in a particular area: her cleavage.

"Thanks, Kiyoshi-dono, for your invaluable help. I greatly appreciate it... Oh, come on!" Gakuto looks to be filled with enthusiasm, as well as Andre and Shingo. Joe, who previously appeared frail and on the verge of collapsing, suddenly exhibited a surge of strength as his muscles operated at full capacity. 

"Let's get moving, everyone! You all are such losers!" Kiyoshi, with his expertise and finesse, unleashed a torrent of powerful words, reprimanding them without mercy. The sheer heaviness of the 4 logs that remained unscathed was no laughing matter. Consequently, when Meiko requested his help, his animosity only intensified. 

'I couldn't care less if they despise me. In fact, I secretly wish for that to happen,' pondered Kiyoshi as they took steps with mere strides. However, in an unexpected turn of events, Andre, who was the spearhead, stumbled and collapsed under the weight of two adversaries he valiantly carried on his shoulders. 

They could all envision the consequences of being struck by the wood, especially given Andre's larger frame. It was clear that anyone in that position would undoubtedly suffer from severe injuries, including broken bones. It appeared that the candidate had fallen onto Meiko. 

"Vice President! Watch out!" shouted the boys, except for Kiyoshi, who felt a slight sense of anticipation in his heart. However, their hopes would soon be dashed as Meiko, being the astute individual she was, had already foreseen this turn of events. With a graceful sidestep, she narrowly avoided the impending danger. 

*Bam! 

A loud and powerful explosion reverberated through the air, causing a cloud of dust to billow out in every direction. In the midst of the chaos, everyone instinctively shut their eyes except for Meiko. With a calm and collected demeanor, she simply adjusted her glasses before gracefully stepping over the fallen wooden beam that had landed on Andre's hefty frame. 

"You incompetent pig! Are you interested in eliminating your master?... answer! Why aren't you saying anything? 

Kiyoshi, Gakuto, Shingo, and Joe quickly approached Andre, who was enduring a brutal whipping. Meiko relentlessly lashed her whip across his face and buttocks, taking advantage of his larger size. 

"Vice President-dono, you've gone too far. Let me-"

*Slap! 

Gakuto experienced the wrath of the goddess as her whip struck him, causing his glasses to be forcefully knocked off. The ensuing events were incredibly harsh. 

"Gakuto! ... you can't do it, we've all worked hard for you-"

*Slap! 

This time, the crack of her whip echoed through the air, its force undeniable. Shingo's body was forcefully propelled several steps back before he crumpled to the ground, serving as an unfortunate doormat for Meiko to wipe the soles of her shoes. 

"Stop it!... *cough... *cough..." Meiko approached Joe, who was attempting to voice his concerns despite his persistent cough. To their surprise, a sudden burst of blood sprayed from Joe's cough, landing on Meiko's face and cleavage. 

Although Joe's face remains hidden beneath his hood, his smile suggests a sense of contentment with his actions. However, Meiko does not share the same sentiment. 

"Disgusting! You all deserve no sympathy!" Even though Joe had the most vulnerable physique, he faced an even harsher consequence when Meiko forcefully collided his face with her knee. 

Kiyoshi felt a chill run down his spine as remnants of crimson stained Meiko's knee while Joe's battered face lay on the ground, subjected to the relentless pressure of her shoe as if she were squashing a tiny creature.