A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~ - Chapter 4: The Woman Named Inoue Rin 2

Chapter 4: The Woman Named Inoue Rin 2

Today, like yesterday, we have physical education class. I have two sets of gym clothes, so I didn’t have a problem with what to wear today, but I still couldn’t find my gym clothes from yesterday.

There’s no doubt that that female student took them, but I couldn’t consult anyone, so I only explained to my mother that I forgot them at school. She didn’t scold me, but she said, “Be careful from now on,” in one sentence.

I pinch the collar of my gym clothes and sniff it.

“Hey, Kensuke. Do I smell like perfume today?”

As I was rolling up the basketball scoreboard, I called out to Kensuke, who was yawning next to me and also in charge of the scoreboard for our team. Bored during the break in the basketball class, I decided to ask him a question.

“You don’t wear perfume, do you?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Kensuke tilts his head and stares at me. After a while, realizing that I’m not saying anything, he turns his eyes to the court where the match is taking place.

I feel like something’s off about me today.

Even during the class before gym, the class president, Shinagawa Mirei, who sits next to me, pointed it out.

“Nanase-kun, are you wearing perfume?”

That’s not all. I was also approached by girls I usually don’t interact with, who asked me the same thing. I don’t wear perfume myself.

But when they say that, I can’t help but think, “Could I have put it on by mistake?” And the more strange thing is that the boys don’t notice the scent, only the girls. I, including the boys, can’t seem to detect the smell.

“I feel like I’m being pranked or something.”

Just as I was thinking about this, a three-point shot was made, so I turned over three scorecards. Gazing at the match, I immerse myself in thinking about the cause of today’s strangeness. Come to think of it, my mother didn’t mention anything about the smell. So, maybe the smell attached to me during my commute to school.

I try to recall my memories from the commute, but I can’t find any particular clues.

“Apparently, girls are more sensitive to smells than boys.”

Kensuke, who was getting impatient with my troubled expression, gave me some advice. For Kensuke, a basketball maniac, he must be itching to talk about basketball like he usually does. But I, who can barely keep up with the basketball talk, am spaced out right now.

By the way, the two of us have been friends since mini-basketball days, so we often act together, and we often practice together during club activities. Kensuke is literally a basketball maniac and is the ace of the team. Thanks to him, this year’s team is said to be strong enough to aim for the prefectural tournament championship. I’m just a benchwarmer who occasionally gets to play in matches. And I can’t say I’m passionate about basketball; I’ve just continued it because I’ve been doing it since I was little.

“There might be a smell that only girls can detect.”

“Hmm, I see?”

“Well, it’s not like it matters, but you’ve been glanced at by girls quite a bit since this morning.”

A mysterious scent that boys can’t detect but girls can.

I can’t help but think it exists, but I have to admit it. Later, I’ll ask the class president about it in detail.

“It’s kind of scary.”

“Well, it’s not a bad thing. You’re not being called stinky or anything.”

If this were about my body odor, it would be the worst.

Since the person himself, me, doesn’t seem to notice it.

The match ended here, and it ended with a low score, so preparations for the next match began immediately. Kensuke and I are on the same team for the next match, so we quickly put on our bibs.

“Let’s clear our heads for now~”

“Yeah~”

We enter the court and rub the soles of our gym shoes with our hands. We confirm the squeak of the soles against the gym floor.

After lining up and greeting each other, I remain in the center circle and prepare for the jump ball.

In front of me is Kondo, from the basketball club, and he’s also preparing for the jump ball. He’s over 190 cm tall and plays the center position. In simple terms, it’s the position for the tallest player. There’s no way I can beat him in a jump ball.

However, there’s no one on our team taller than me. I’m not particularly tall, either.

Let’s just jump randomly and aim for the second ball.

Here, the match starts with a buzzer. At the same time, the ball is thrown straight up by the referee. Kensuke and I jump almost simultaneously, stretching our right hands as far as we can toward the ball.

“Huh!?”

“Uwa!”

Surprisingly, it was me, not Kondo, who touched the ball first.

We both let out surprised voices, and I bounce the ball forward just in case.

After landing, I look at my feet.

“Hey, you didn’t have that much jumping power, did you? You were flying really high.”

Kondo approaches me, wiping the cold sweat from his face. He has his mouth open in surprise. I probably have the same expression.

Kondo is clearly not someone I can beat in a jump ball. He’s 20 cm taller than me. It’s impossible.

However, I knew it the moment I jumped. The hang time was abnormally longer than usual. I clearly felt the sensation of floating gently.

“It was just a fluke, I think.”

“That so…?”

Kensuke had already dribbled down to the goal area without me noticing. The other students don’t seem to be paying much attention.

“Well, I guess it doesn’t matter.”

“Yeah…”

The two of us tilt our heads and finally join the match that’s already underway.

* * * * *

“Fuwahhhhhh.”

“I’m t-i-r-e-d~~~~”

The heated basketball game in gym class continues even after the end-of-class bell rings, and we hurry to the classroom to make it to the next class on time.

“Damn… I can’t stop sweating.”

Kensuke, running next to me, pulls his uniform shirt out of his pants and starts fanning himself. This time after exercise is when I sweat the most. I feel disgust towards my sticky body, so I do the same, pulling my shirt out and fanning myself. If I enter the classroom and the girls think I smell sweaty, that would be the worst. It would affect my school life going forward.

I’d like to use a deodorant like “Saber Breeze,” but unfortunately, I don’t have time for that.

“Damn it!”

Kensuke suddenly stops, turns around, and runs in the opposite direction.

“Wait, what! You!”

“Sorry! Go ahead! You can make it! I believe in you!”

“Kensuke… you…”

Kensuke runs in the direction of the toilet, holding his stomach.

It seems he’s given up on making it to class on time.

In that case, I’ll make it on my own.

I leave my friend behind and start running.

“Hey there, young man! No shirt-out, please!”

Just as I was about to reach the classroom, I heard an unpleasant voice. In front of me was the wild animal I encountered this morning.

“Damn it, you again!”

Yes, Inoue Rin.

“What did you say ‘again’ for?! This time, I’ll give you a proper guidance!”

There are only a few minutes left until the start-of-class bell rings. I have to finish the assignment for the next class, so I can’t waste even a few seconds.

I have to push through here!

My class and Inoue Rin’s class are next to each other.

To enter my classroom, I have to pass through her classroom.

In other words, I have to escape to my classroom by dodging Rino Inoue.

“Please! I’m in a hurry, so let me pass later!”

I try to break through forcefully.

Inoue Rin, standing in front of me, lowers her posture a little to try to capture me. I pretend to run straight at her, and at the last moment, I step to the right, evading her right hand that’s trying to grab me.

“Huh!?”

“YEAH!!”

See that! That’s the power of a basketball club member!

However, it was only for a moment. As I tried to run away, my body didn’t move forward.

“….Or so you thought~ I already predicted your course of action. You got careless.”

“….What…?”

I feel a strange sensation on my neck, or rather, on the collar of my uniform.

—This feeling, Could it be…!?

“Your neck is easy to grab~”

Just like this morning, I’m grabbed by the collar and pulled back. I couldn’t escape the fangs of the cruel hunter again.

But I can’t give up yet.

“Hey! Please! Let me go this time!”

I turn around and try to convince Rino Inoue, who’s behind me.

As I turned my face as far back as I could, a drop of sweat that was dripping from my forehead flew toward her.

Oh, crap.

The sweat, unfortunately, flew into her mouth. The large drop hit her lips without hesitation.

“Sorry… my sweat—”

I desperately try to come up with an excuse in my head. No, it’s no use. I’ll be killed.

But it’s not my fault. I was sweating after gym class, and I had just been running around. It’s normal to sweat, right?

I look at Inoue Rin with fear, and I glance at her with one eye. She’s shaking her body vigorously.

At best, I’ll be half-killed. This is it.

She’s definitely angry. A man’s sweat in her mouth. It’s the worst. Even if it was an accident, there’s no way I’ll be forgiven. No, it’s impossible.

I realize that resistance is futile, so I raise my hands in the air and declare my defeat.

“…”

I slowly open my eyes and check her condition. Neither a right straight nor a left hook is coming.

Instead, she’s strangely silent.

Could she be so disgusted that she’s beyond anger and is trying to hold back her nausea?!

“Umm… I’m really sorry…”

I apologize first and wait for her reaction.

She mumbles something with her face down.

Her body is shaking slightly, and her breathing is rough.

“I-Inoue?”

“Hmm…”

As I peek at her face, our eyes meet, and I see her cheeks dyed red. She looks up at me with her eyes glistening.

She quickly looks away, fiddles with her wavy bangs, and then brings her fingers to her lips. Her slender left-hand ring finger is placed along her lower lip. She slowly traces her lower lip, then gently bites her lower lip with her upper lip, and finally, she slowly moistens it with her tongue.

My heart beats loudly and wildly.

Looking back on it now, it must have been at this moment.

I became aware of her as a “woman.”

No, it’s more than that.

It was then that I became aware of “women” as “women.”

And it will take a little longer for me to realize that.

“Umm…”

“It’s okay. Go ahead. The bell will ring soon.”

Saying that, Inoue Rinruns back to her classroom with her head down. I enter my classroom with questions and concerns about her sudden change in attitude.