A 30 Year Old Virgin (One Who Haven’t Even Interacted with Women) Took an Exam to Become a Wizard.

Volume 4 – Chapter 01: Shigamoto Makoto 3

30 years old. A lackluster virgin. My job involves app development at the independent business unit Mandarin of the mid-sized company Majista P. That’s who I am now.

It’s strange that the business unit has a name, but it’s a remnant from its days as a venture company.

Majista P handles many apps, but it has moderate general recognition. On the other hand, Mandarin, despite being a small venture, has a strong following as an app development team. The employees were transferred over. Development environment and welfare benefits greatly improved. It’s all good for Mandarin, so much so that sometimes it’s hard to tell which side absorbed the other.

That’s how things have progressed up until now, and what’s amazing is that all of this happened without my knowledge.

I can leap through time. When a goddess deemed it necessary for me to have women wear panties—whether or not that was actually the case is unclear—I jump through spacetime and come back.

It’s undoubtedly a power beyond human understanding, but it’s not something I can activate at will, and it’s too uncertain to be called a “power.”

When I returned from my first time-leap, I was surprised. My alma mater had changed, the former president had become a section chief, and even my dad’s position in the company had changed. It was challenging to keep up with the changes, and I still haven’t fully grasped them. It’s not that I want to blame it on my age, but I can’t keep up with the pace of events.

However, my home environment had undergone even more drastic changes, making these other changes seem insignificant.

First, my stepmother, Mari, who was practically a stranger living with us, started taking care of me excessively. She was my dad’s former subordinate, a beauty, ten years older than me, but she looked young and was often mistaken for being my age. When we went shopping together, people mistook us for a couple. She even took care of my morning erections, which was both embarrassing and exciting. Recently, I’ve been unable to stand up to her.

Second, I gained a younger sister in elementary school named Sugumi. She’s a brocon girl, and her advances towards me are as intense as Mari’s. Her catchphrase is, ‘If I have to lose my virginity, I’ll give it to Onii-chan.’ At first, I was confused and aroused, but I managed to calm down after a time-leap. I witnessed Sugumi’s live birth and developed a what you would call, older brother feeling to Sugumi. Now, I treat her like a regular sister… or so I think.

She often sits on top of me when I’m lying on the sofa, but I wish she wouldn’t use my crotch as her designated spot.

Time paradoxes can have tremendous power. Every time I return from a time-leap, something changes, whether in the past or the future. This is the result of simply making a woman wear panties. If someone were to manipulate the past with malicious intent… things could get interesting.

I have had 3, no 4 time-leaps now and I’ve become accustomed to it already. There hasn’t been a significant change like the one I experienced during my first time-leap. The second time, a person who was supposed to die was saved. The third time, I prevented a kidnapping.

That’s about the extent of it.

Apart from the fact that I can’t keep up with the situation, it’s a relief that the world is at peace.

I was relaxing in the smoking room, located in the back of the break area on the second floor of the company building. There are no smokers in the company, and this room is for visitors, but in an era where smokers are becoming increasingly rare, only a few people use it each month. The primary users are the cleaning staff, making it the cleanest space in the company.

My current main task is updating a sexy app for women, creating underwear designs that will make users happy and willing to pay. I research popular underwear rankings on the internet, compile in-house surveys, and hold meetings with the illustration team. In my work and personal life, I’m surrounded by underwear.

“Delicious…”

The super-mild canned coffee tastes great. I prefer milk-based flavors with just the right amount of sweetness.

This is the second floor of the company building along the national highway. Cars are zooming by below. They’re probably all speeding, while I can’t even drive properly. They should be arrested.

Across the road, I can see the second-floor dining area of a burger shop. There’s a high school couple feeding each other fries. I’m still a virgin, always getting close to finally graduating but ending up wholly alone in the end while being blue-balled. They should break up and be miserable.

I imagined these scenarios in my mind, but instead of feeling refreshed, tears rolled down my face.

To the casual observer, I might seem dazed, but I’m actually busy. In my mind, a certain strategy is brewing. How to make two women wear panties. That’s the plan.

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290th Day, 13:17

[Panties Photo]

Shinozaki Meiya

Age: 33

Address: XX

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290th Day, 13:17

[Panties Photo]

Minatoya Morino

Age: 26

Address: XX

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On the status screen that only I can see, the names of two women appeared simultaneously. They are my next targets, and I plan to conquer them both at once. I don’t expect a miracle where everything goes according to my wishes, but it’s convenient that I can decide the order of my conquests based on my own convenience.

This time, I’ve already planned everything. I was able to find the targets through an unexpected internet search. Both of them are somewhat famous, and I know their addresses, so I can visit the locations and observe their actions by going there several times. I want to put my plan into action as soon as tomorrow.

I’ve obtained the information and will conduct a stakeout. It feels like I’m a detective or a police officer. Perhaps Saito Mutsumi, the police officer, has possessed me, and my past experiences are coming in handy. Though I can’t shake the feeling I’ve been honing stalker-like skills.

“I should get back to work.”

I threw the empty can into the trash bin and made a perfect shot. As I stood up from my chair, the door opened with force, and a beautiful woman who didn’t fit in with the company’s atmosphere rushed in.

“I found you, Senpai! I have a consultation, are you free this weekend?”

She looked serious. She’s Shigamoto Makoto, our company’s star salesperson.

She’s my junior from high school and university, and a former idol. After graduating from university, she gave up her popular idol career and joined Majista P. She was initially assigned to the headquarters sales department, where her fame could be utilized. Soon after, she achieved unprecedented results and requested a transfer to our business division. Many people tried to dissuade her, but she threatened to quit if her request wasn’t granted. The weak-willed management approved her transfer on the condition that she also engage in overall sales activities.

“Weekend, huh…”

Once, due to the circumstances of a time-leap, I was unable to attend a consultation requested by Makoto. Of course, I couldn’t tell her about the time-leap or the wizard exam, as revealing such information to anyone other than those involved would result in immediate death for me.

Makoto still holds a grudge against me for not appearing before her in that consultation.

Though she’s a junior at the company, her presence and achievements are incomparable. Makoto consulting me. I shudder to think what she might consult about. I still haven’t heard why she quit being an idol.

“It’s Makoto-san.”

“Shigamoto-san, could you please teach me about this one.”

Employees targeting Makoto started gathering in the smoking room, which was previously exclusive to me. An ultra-high-class beauty with great style, Makoto attracts attention wherever she goes. She has a rather sharp personality, but that seems to appeal to her fans. There’s even a network that tracks her movements, and some employees joined the company just to follow her. They should focus on their work.

The room became crowded and noisy, so I decided to cut the conversation short.

“Ah, the weekend. I’m booked solid for the next year.”

“Understood. I’ll make a reservation at a restaurant with a beautiful night view.”

“Hello? Did you hear what I said?”

“Packed you say, but isn’t that just you bathing with Sugumi-chan?”

If I don’t bathe with her, she sulks and becomes a nuisance. Recently, Honoka has also been coming over twice a week.

“H-How do you know that?”

“We’re email friends. We’re exchanging information to keep track of you. By the way, your range of activities is limited to three rooms in your house. You should go out more.”

Three rooms? The living room, my room, and the bathroom… But that is already a lot isn’t it? I also pass through the entrance.

Bathing two energetic elementary school girls is quite laborious, and I don’t feel like going out anymore. There’s also that whole matter with the wizard exam.

“I’ll email Sugumi-chan that I’ll be borrowing her Onii-chan this week. The reward is a photo of Senpai at work.”

“The hell’s with that?”

Makoto, with a capable woman’s face, seemed satisfied and quickly ended the conversation there, leaving the break room.

Then, I was surrounded by her core fans.

“Makoto-san is going to a restaurant with Moroshita-san? What kind of weakness does he have on her?”

“No, we’re just old acquaintances.”

Can’t even remember how many times I’ve already explained that

“So Makoto-san’s parents borrowed money from Moroshita-san’s parents? I pity Makoto-san.”

Makoto and I are on good terms, but people tend to make up reasons as to why we’re that close.

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“I’m home.”

When I returned home, Sugumi, who usually runs to hug me, didn’t come.

I could hear laughter coming from the living room.

There were sneakers by the entrance, larger than Sugumi’s size but not men’s size, with a design for adult women. It must be a guest since Mari would put them in the shoe cabinet if it were Dad’s or Honoka. Honoka’s mom… is at work, so who could it be?

I entered the living room, where the laughter was coming from.

Mari and an unknown girl were tickling Sugumi, making her laugh.

Mari’s short flared skirt had ridden up, exposing her thighs. Sugumi’s tank top had slipped down, and her mini skirt was completely flipped up. She was wearing simple logo panties. She’s started wearing more grown-up ones, huh?

“Hahaha, stop it! Ah! Onii-chan, welcome back!”

“Huh? Oh, welcome home, Akira. I’m sorry I didn’t notice you.”

Sugumi noticed me and jumped over. Mari straightened herself up and sat in a proper seiza position. If it were just the two of us, she wouldn’t care about her skirt, but she gets embarrassed in front of others. Then again, they were playing around together just moments ago, so maybe it’s a little different. Women’s psychology is tough to understand.

“Yeah, I’m home.”

As I said this, I was about to head upstairs, but I stopped because I was curious about the guest.

The girl let out a sigh and sat back on the sofa. With her short hair, she looked like a middle school student.

She was dressed in a long-sleeve T-shirt with a sheer shirt layered over it, paired with high-waisted denim. It was a lively, casual outfit. Her sharply defined eyebrows gave off a boyish impression, but as she lifted the mug on the table to her lips, she paused. The smile she had just moments ago disappeared, replaced with a sharp gaze fixed on me.

“I won’t do it with Akkun.”

“Huh?”

Who is Akkun, and what won’t she do with him?

“What’s with that expression? You look like you’ve never met me before.”

““? What do you mean ‘look like’? It really is the first time we’re meeting, right?”

“You’re the worst. I can’t believe it.”

The short-haired girl pushed me, causing me to fall, and then stepped on me.

“Ugh!”

She glared at me as if I were a cockroach she was about to kill, then drank the contents of the mug and relaxed her eyes. She waved goodbye to Mari and left.

“Well, I’ll be going, Mari-san.”

“Already? Alright, thanks for your help, Yua.”

“I’ll help with one thing, but not the other.”

“Really? Fufu, well, I won’t force you.”

Mari had asked her for a favor, and she agreed to one of them.

“See you later, Sugumi-chan.”

“See you, Yua-chan.”

With a bright smile, ‘Yua’ patted Sugumi’s head, and before leaving, she shot me one last glare. I had no idea what was going on, but I was sure of one thing—she hated me.

“What was that about?”

I rubbed my chest where she had stepped on me and stood up. Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt, even though she had stepped on me with force.

Sugumi climbed onto my lap as if it was her designated seat. She switched the TV from regular channels to the internet, and selected the nostalgic anime channel. She really loves 1st Gundam, huh.

Mari placed a can of beer and some snacks on the table and sat next to me.

“That was my cousin’s daughter, Sogou Yua, Yua-chan. ‘Sogou’ is written as ‘ten rivers’. Since Sugumi has become more independent, Papa and I decided to open a cram school. She’s helping with the preparations.”

A cram school, huh. With Mari’s sharp intellect and her prestigious academic background, she’d definitely excel as both a teacher and a manager.

Still, “Sogo”… I feel like I’ve heard that surname recently. Someone mentioned it before, too. It’s uncommon, so it should be easy to remember. Oh, right. That person who seemed like they’d be trouble and kept bragging about their luck.

“That girl has a relative who’s a police officer, right?”

“You know a lot. Her father is a police officer, and my cousin is her mother.”

I don’t want to have anything to do with that unlucky person.

“I’m all for the cram school, but isn’t that girl a bad choice? Whether she’s in middle school or high school, being a teacher would be too much for her.”

“You mean Yua? She’s 29 years old and has a teaching license.”

“Twenty-nine years old? Teaching license?! I don’t believe it!”

“Fufu. That’s a good reaction. Everyone is surprised when they hear about Yua for the first time. But it’s true.”

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! She may be older than Sugumi, but if you ask me, she looks like an elementary school kid. She’s what you’d call a “legal loli.” She’s got that tomboyish look, but there’s no denying she’s pretty. Also, what did she mean by “for the first time”?

“She’s my junior in university.”

So she went to the same university as Mari? That means she’s seriously well-educated too.

“Just make sure you never call her childish to her face. She’ll make the perfect alibi and stab you in the back. She’s got police blood in her, after all.”

“Yikes.”

Yeah, she seems capable of that. I’d better be careful. Her dad seems like the type to help her out, too. Not that I’ll see her again anytime soon

“She’s like a member of a race that doesn’t age. I’m shocked.”

“I’m more shocked that Akira is so surprised.”

“Who wouldn’t be surprised?”

“But Akira, aren’t you childhood friends?”

“Childhood friends? Who with who?”

“Akira and Yua. You played together in the park, even though you went to different schools.”

“Huh?”

I don’t remember a kid like her. She’s beautiful even without makeup now, so she must have been a cute kid. There’s no way I wouldn’t remember. Could this be some kind of time-leap issue? … I searched my memory, but nothing new came up.

I have no idea who this childhood friend is.

Mari came closer to me, and Sugumi, engrossed in an internet anime program, didn’t notice. She whispered in my ear.

“I asked her to take your virginity, but she refused.”

Bffppp—

So that’s why she hates me.

The hell did she just ask of her!?