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Danhaji 2nd after ~GIFT~ Bonus Track: YOLO!

Voice Actors: Yashiro Taku & Shingaki Tarusuke

Characters: Rokko Ayahito x Oota Jin

Total Length: 13:13

NSFW Rating: Yes (Explicit sex scene)

Summary: As a present for passing his university entrance exams, Rokko requests a special play.

Notes: And with this we wrap up the 2nd After Disc translations. This was fun to translate! Not too long and dynamic.

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Danhaji 6 character profiles from the season 2 release page

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Danhaji ~Second Secret~ Short Story Collection: Rabies

Characters: Rokko Ayahito x Oota Jin

Translation Word Count: 1766 words

Referenced Entries: Vol. 6 Afterstory

NSFW Rating: Yes (explicit sex scene)

Notes: Took me a while since this was only the second short story I'll be translating for these two, but now that I have more experience hopefully the next ones can be done faster and better. I couldn't figure out a good way to incorporate footnotes on a tumblr post, so you'll have to look at the pdf for that until I do.

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Inside this quiet apartment room, filthy and wet noises echo along with the faint hum of the AC. Rokko, with only his shirt and pants and sporting a bedhead, is nestled between my sloppily opened legs and single-mindedly sucking my cock.

“Hey, Sensei. Does it feel good…?” he asks, looking up while sucking my dick.

“Let me think…”

I respond indifferently, denying him the answer he wanted. As expected, the eyes looking up at me grew annoyed, and he pounces upon me frantically.

Starting from my navel piercing, Rokko licks me thoroughly, tracing the pubic bone to the hafada. He bites and licks there until it’s sopping wet, then moves on to the frenum.

Servicing me with only his mouth, he’s even more dog-like than I expected.

“…ugh!”

“Here…?”

A moan leaked out of my mouth as he lightly nips on my shaft. With glee, he kept licking at that same spot over and over. I shiver at the gentle stimulation.

The blowjob started out too strong and frantic, but he’s completely gotten the hang of it now. He really is a fast learner.

“That’s it,” I whisper while petting his hair. At that, Rokko smiles as his eyes glow with desire.

It’s been a few weeks since I started this relationship with Rokko. Without realizing it, I’ve come to visit his place several times a week.

This room he’s living alone in is very convenient and cozy. The slightly larger than average 1LDK is a three-minute walk away from a private railway station. The newly built, still-beautiful apartment comes equipped with security.

From what I’ve heard, this guy’s family has been running a pharmacy for generations. It has multiple branch locations and has become a household name in its region. Makes sense, since this seems to be the kind of room prepared for the child of such a household.

The more I know about him, the more he feels like a well-disciplined, well-mannered young master type.

The room is always clean, with everything in its proper place. Clothes go into the closet, and the laundry is always ironed. Of course, Rokko does all of this by himself, without anyone’s help.

Meals are three times a day, always at the same time. He gets his teeth cleaned once a month, cuts his nails once a week, takes a bath every day, and always throws out his trash on the correct day. The single pair of shoes at the entrance is always perfectly polished.

Everything done properly, and an excessive amount of propriety, all instilled from a young age.

If nothing had happened, Rokko probably would have married a girl of the same pedigree and gone on to build a family of his own.

But that day, it all came to an abrupt stop.

After that, something in him broke. His heart was shattered and became distorted.

And that’s why Rokko wants me.

Because a distorted hole will only accept an equally distorted piece.

“…what are you thinking about?”

Noticing that my mind was elsewhere, Rokko gently bit down on my flaccid cock.

“Hmm? Just thinking about how good you’ve gotten at blowjobs.”

“All lies,” he sulks, nipping at the piercings at the base of my cock as hard as possible. I moan involuntarily at the jolt of pain, and not letting that go, Rokko hooks his teeth on the piercings and pulled.

“It’s hard again,” he says happily, then continued pulling at the piercings over and over.

My hips leapt at the jolt of pain that ran through my spine, and after holding me down firmly, he took me deep into his mouth again.

He swallowed me down to the base, and I can feel the tip of my cock hitting the back of Rokko’s throat.

His throat gently squeezed from swallowing, and the pressure on my frenum sent a jolt of pleasure. After swallowing some more to confirm the feel, Rokko starts moving his head up and down.

“Aah…”

The inside of his mouth is warm and wet. The smoothness of the wet tongue caressing the head of my dick makes me melt.

He rubs the tip on the inside of his cheek, but unsatisfied with just that, he begins rubbing the frenum with the back of his throat.

“Ngh— Rokko, there, like that…”

“Like this?”

My dick pulses as the piercings scrapes against the roof of his mouth.

“Ah… feels good…”

“Me too… your piercings rubbing against my mouth feel good…”

I couldn’t get enough of the irregular stimulation from his mumbling.

The pressure from his tongue and mouth rams up to crushing, and suddenly, I feel like I’m close. Happy at my quickening breaths, Rokko begins sucking even harder. The strong sensations are vicious.

“Rokko… close—”

“Cum… I’ll drink it up, Sensei…”

A sudden suck leaves my hips weak.

“Ngh, ah—!”

With a gulp, Rokko swallows the hot cum as if it was a matter of course. As if it wasn’t enough, he laps up the remaining cum around his mouth.

“Haha, was it that good?”

“Not really, but it was still yours.”

After sucking up any remaining cum from my dick, Rokko finally lets go of it from his mouth in satisfaction. Maybe it was the friction, but his wet lips are redder than usual.

“Thinking about how a part of you is inside me now is so arousing…”

Rokko’s eyes turn into crescent slits as he smiles. The rabid glint in his eyes flicker precariously. I gently part the hair that has stuck to his forehead from sweat.

“I really do love that expression of yours.”

“Eh?”

Finding his surprised expression cute, I lean down for a kiss. The tongue intertwined with mine reeks of naivete, and that excites me.

I pushed and climbed on top of Rokko as he continues to look up at me. The big, erect mass behind his jeans rubs at my stomach. I wrap my palms around it to feel, before slowly unzipping the tight jeans. The thing that came out flying when I slipped off his boxer briefs was hot, hard, and pulsating.

“Still gonna put it in?” I whisper in his ear while lightly scratching his shaft with my nails.

“Of course! That much was just foreplay, what are you saying now…” 

Rokko’s voice is hoarse with need as he grabs my ass and begins kneading. His hot hands part my asscheeks, and he jams both his thumbs inside the hole.

“Making me wait when you’re so ready like this, Sensei is really horrible.”

The hole that was already loosened and lubed up before the blowjob wets the fingers he pushed in.

“Ngh…”

The feeling of the warm lotion sliding down my thighs makes my asshole clench.

Rokko’s Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows.

Suddenly, he forcefully pulled me down and pushed the tip in. The hot shaft sank into my ass with a dull sound.

“Haha… you sure are spirited. Didn’t we do it just yesterday?”

“But you want this too, clearly…”

Just like that, my throat sticks out he pushed his dick inside in one go. The tip of his swollen dick aggressively rubs inside me.

“Aa! Ah—”

Rokko’s dick was excited from the beginning after so much teasing, and it still is even now. That dick is relentlessly splitting me open, driving inside as deep as it could over and over again. The way his large hands grip my hips painfully as he greedily pushes them around is irresistible.

“Sensei… Sensei, love you, love you…”

I love the face he makes during sex.

It’s been more tolerable recently, but at school, his expressions are as controlled as always. The smiles, the worry, the endless geniality, all of it a perfect facade.

But during sex, his unrestrained emotions show. He indulges and loses himself in those emotions sprouting from the depths of his being.

With nowhere else to hide, his tender heart is bare to see.

Rokko seems to think of his own heart as a wound-riddled, near-dead thing, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. His heart was a living, pulsating thing. Spurting out blood, writhing and crawling in agony. More desperately struggling to live than anyone else.

That Rokko is so very dear to me.

“It feels so good inside you, I might go stupid…” he says, spellbound as he keeps fucking into me.

Rokko’s figure is drenched in sweat. Well-trained muscles ripple beneath his skin.

“This is, still nothing…”

I collapse on top of Rokko and coax him into a kiss. The intense stimulation to my prostrate from the change in angle feels so good.

“More. Let’s feel even better, Rokko…” 

The lips enveloping mine are much larger than my own. I can feel pain on the base of my tongue as he sucks on it with all his might, like he’s trying to rip it out of my mouth.

My mouth, my stomach, filled to the limit with Rokko.

But he simply kept going further. The sensitive organ covered only with a thin layer of mucus pushed further, wanting to go as deep as it could and beyond.

This kind of passionate, relentless, and all-consuming sex might destroy me one day.

The very thought of it thrills me.

“What are you laughing about…?”

His comment shakes me out of my thoughts. Apparently, at some point, I had begun to laugh out loud.

Rokko, who’s been thrusting up into me from below, asks me curiously. Finding his slightly scrunched, sweat-soaked brows sexy, I run my tongue across them.

“You’ve been laughing too, you know.”

“I have?”

“Yep. For a while now.”

“…I mean, it’s fun. I haven’t had fun in a long time, but sex with you is so much fun!” he says, grinning broadly.

Satisfied with his answer, I can feel my smile broadening as well.

“Then, let’s have even more fun.” To that, in lieu of words, Rokko answers me with his body.

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Danhaji 2nd after ~GIFT~ : Epilogue

Voice Actors: Yashiro Taku, Shingaki Tarusuke, Furukawa Makoto

Characters: Rokko Ayahito, Oota Jin, Masafumi Shidou

Total Length: 07:04

NSFW Rating: No

Summary: Rokko, Oota, and Shidou (vol. 4) talk about the film club's new movie, and the topic quickly moves onto love.

Notes: I was thinking of merging it with the main entry, but decided to make it its own thing since the story doesn't really connect. Hope it's still worthwhile!

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Danhaji 2nd After Disc -GIFT- part Rokko x Oota: Like a HONEYMOON

Voice Actors: Yashiro Taku x Shingaki Tarusuke

Characters: Rokko Ayahito x Oota Jin

Total Tracks: 3

Total Length: 25:42

NSFW Rating: Yes (explicit sex scenes on Tracks 1 & 2, mentions of sex on Track 3)

Summary: Rokko takes Oota on a New Year's trip, including a shrine visit.

Notes: Scheduled this for New Year's (my time at least)! Happy New Year for all of us. This is the most confused I’ve been about how they’re positioned during sex scenes so far, hope it’s still understandable.

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Danhaji Second Secret -Rokko x Oota- : Crushing on you

Voice Actors: Yashiro Taku x Shingaki Tarusuke

Characters: Rokko Ayahito x Oota Jin

Total Tracks: 2

Total Time: 27:55

NSFW Rating: Yes (sex mention on Track 1, explicit sex scene on Track 2)

Summary: A month into their relationship, Rokko visits Oota's place.

Notes: Been done a while ago but I forgot to put it here... there’s not a lot of information about how these characters are positioned in the audio/dialogue itself, especially during sex, so I’ve kept the translation similarly vague to leave it to the reader’s imagination.

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Danhaji 6 Animate Special Mini Drama

Danshi Koukousei, Hajimete no

Vol. 6: Spoil Me, Sensei!

Animate Special Mini Drama

Piling up Love on the Backbeat

Voice Actors: Yashiro Taku x Shingaki Tarusuke

Characters: Rokko Ayahito x Oota Jin

Track Length: 18:12

NSFW Rating: Yes (explicit sex scene)

Summary: Oota takes Rokko on an outing to the sea, by car. They don't get there, but still managed to have fun.

Notes: And with this we're finished with the main disc! I'm trying to do this in chronological order, so next up should be the first two tracks of Second Secret, unless my copy of the first anniv novel arrives before I finish (there's a story that takes place before the main disc there). From this point on I will not be posting the tls for discs under the cut because of formatting reasons, so expect this treatment only for stories.

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Danshi Koukousei, Hajimete no vol. 6 Blog Short Story: Poison Apple

Ilustration and original text here

Pairing: Rokko Ayahito x Oota Jin (pre-relationship)

Other Character(s): Sugimoto Aru (vol. 4)

Translation Word Count: 1360 words

NSFW Rating: Maybe (character imagining sexual acts)

Timeline: Before Main Disc

Summary: Amidst his student council work for the cultural festival, Rokko attends his weekly art class with Oota-sensei.

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After summer break, Konomi Academy is buzzing with hype for the cultural festival.

Student Council President Sannou, who has been devoting himself to simplifying council operations so everyone can participate, is paying special attention to the cultural festival. After all, it would be the perfect thing to showcase to his rumored “beautiful college student” lover.

Thanks to that, even an ordinary student council member like me has become somewhat busy. I am in charge of allocating classrooms for use during the cultural festival. Since everyone wants a place with good foot traffic to attract customers, accommodating all the requests is going to be difficult. It’s a pain, but that’s just how it is. Wanting to wrap this up as fast as I could, I’m spending my lunch break going around the whole school.

I don’t even care about the student council in the first place.

Since the student council representative in our class had to go abroad as an exchange student to Konomi Academy’s sister school in America, I ended up taking over her job because nobody else wanted to. Taking up the job with the intent of living up to the image of ‘the Flawless Rokko-kun’, I ended up with the reputation as ‘the most likeable boy in school’.

I’m not sure how that happened, but thanks to that, my school life had become a breeze. I’ve decided that this is an acceptable outcome.

“Oh, Rokko-senpai? Is there something you need?”

In the 2nd grade class I’m visiting, I hear a voice that I recognize as Sugimoto Aru, a kouhai who goes to the same part-time job as me in a cafe.

Perfect timing. I make sure to wave around the paper forms in my hand.

“I brought the cultural festival forms, who am I supposed to pass these to in this class?”

“Oh, that should be Takaki’s job. Wait… doesn’t seem like they’re here. Let me pass it on.”

“Thank you. Please also tell them to bring the completed forms to the student council room.”

“Sure… also, I’m sorry, Senpai.”

“For what?”

“I haven’t been able to take any shifts recently…”

In contrast to his flashy appearance, Aru worries about others a lot. That’s why, when he was cast as the main actor for the film club’s new movie, he became concerned about not being able to take shifts at the cafe. It’s not like he’s not going because he’s slacking off, so I don’t know what he’s even sorry for…

Still, the useful Aru’s arbitrary gratitude is very convenient for me.

I smile more broadly to squeeze out as much gratitude as possible.

“It’s fine, you know. I was planning to take those shifts anyway.”

“But I heard that you’ve taken 5 shifts this week already…”

“No need to force yourself. Thanks for your concern.”

After I say that, Aru’s expression turns apologetic. A nice expression that tugs at your heartstrings. With that face, it’s no wonder that he’s popular with women. As expected of a lead actor.

Unfortunately, it’s something I have no interest in.

Besides, the reason why I got a lot of shifts in the first place isn’t for Aru’s sake. It’s because that person will be coming. The reason I got a part-time job in that cafe to begin with is because it’s close to that person’s house. That was all.

But it’s not like anyone else needs to know about that.

“Well then, thank you for taking care of the documents.”

As the chime for the afternoon classes ring, I turn and head towards the art room. It is the 5th period on a Tuesday.

For the next two hours, it will just be me alone with Oota-sensei.

Konomi Academy is an average co-ed high school you can find anywhere. Inside, there are people who are a little different than average.

The first is the previous student council president.

And the other is Oota-sensei the art teacher.

Bleached hair. Cartilage piercings on his ear. There’s a rumor that the reason why someone so far from the image of a teacher can get a job as one is because of his connections to the chairman. In those rumors, the nature of that “connection” is vague. Anything from relatives, to former student and teacher, to Sensei being his bastard child or his lover.

Nobody knows anything about him, and those are the kinds of rumors surrounding him. Moreover, since he has never confirmed or denied anything, those rumors have taken a life of their own.

Even while knowing all this, he pays none of it any mind. He wanders about the school as he likes, alone as always. His reputation with fellow staff members is incredibly poor, for obvious reasons.

That is the Sensei I like.

Someone very special to me. I love him.

The sound of charcoal moving across the sketchbook fills the quiet of the art room. Enjoying the AC by the sunlit window, Oota-sensei looks about to fall asleep.

“You seem sleepy, Oota-sensei.”

“Yeah… went out drinking with friends last night,” he says as he lets out one big yawn.

The sight of him groaning as he stretches is truly reminiscent of a cat. Those narrow eyes, lithe body, and that carefree attitude too.

“Sex friends usually don’t count as friends, Sensei.”

“What exactly are you trying to say, Rokko-kun? Even I have normal friends too.”

“…That’s surprising.”

“What’s with that obviously feigned look of surprise?”

“Isn’t it cute?”

“Nope. What, did some girl tell you it was? Trying to brag about your popularity?”

Saying that without the slightest hint of annoyance, Sensei lets out yet another big yawn. Then, he leans over the window frame and closes his eyes.

“Please stop pretending to sulk and going to sleep.”

“Wake me when you’re done, I wanna see the drawing.”

“What a good-for-nothing teacher.”

“Not like you care.”

As he closes his eyes with a smile, he hides his face in his hands to avoid the sunlight. It really does look like he’s going to sleep.

Does Sensei even understand how important these conversations are to me?

…maybe he does. Or maybe he’s just this kind of person.

At times like these, I feel very childish. Even when he treats me casually, the gap between us does not close.

“If Sensei sleeps, I’ll just go and skip class.”

“Feel free to do as you like, then,” he mutters sluggishly, and then silence.

Well, that’s fine too. I sigh to myself, then continue working on my sketch.

On top of a piece of cloth was arranged an apple, a lemon, and a flower vase.

While I have absolutely no interest in the arts, this optional art class is one of the very few ways I can maintain regular contact with Sensei. Since most students are enrolling in special classes aimed at college entrance exams, the optional arts courses aren’t very popular. With some planning, I directed other students into the other art courses.

As a result, I managed to secure two hours every week where I can be alone with Sensei.

The sound of charcoal against the paper mixed with Sensei’s soft breathing is very calming to my ears.

His pale hair sways in the slight breeze created by the AC.

I’ve thought about it over and over again, but he really is beautiful. The white, supple stretch of his neck, the thin lips, the shapely nose. It’s as if he was a man-made creation.

I want to thrust my dick between those lips.

I want to see that neat hair messed up because of me.

While desiring as I pleased, I continued moving my charcoal.

At some point, the sketch of the apple had become stained black, as if it was poisonous. Stained black from persistence, just like my desires.

I want to make you eat this apple.

I want to stain you with my poison.

Sensei is still asleep.

I am still working on my sketch.

Inside this quiet art room, our passions continue to ferment.

I only have a little more than six months left at this school.

Will I be able to have you in that time, I wonder?

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Danhaji 6 Afterstory

Danshi Koukousei, Hajimete no Series

Vol. 6: Spoil Me, Sensei

Afterstory: When was the Last Time you Dreamed of Flying in the Sky?

Voice Actors: Yashiro Taku x Shingaki Tarusuke

Characters: Rokko Ayahito x Oota Jin

Track Length: 13:39

NSFW Rating: No (non-graphic mentions of sex)

Notes: There's already a translation for the first two tracks by Kabedon Company, so I've decided to complete the disk. Other danhaji tls coming soon, but particularly of this couple.

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Haven't seen any tls of this extra yet so here's my take on it! Raws from this post by @/supaderp, everything else by yours truly (feel free to repost on manga sites but please credit my tumblr)

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Intro

Disclaimer: All translations here is made by an amateur for educational and entertainment purposes. While I have confidence in my work, please take it with a grain of salt.

If you see anything in need of correction, feel free to send an ask or DM me or my main @leoisvibing.