A Man Who Lost Confidence, to a Gentle Chastity-Reversed World - Chapter 30: Dreamlike Words and a Request ☆

Chapter 30: Dreamlike Words and a Request ☆

“…Uh, um, I…”

I’m visibly shaken. I never imagined a question like this.

Asagi-san’s words feel like a scene from a drama. But why am I the one she’s saying this to? I’m utterly confused.

She’s probably waiting for my answer, her big eyes fixed on me, speaking slowly.

“…I want you to honestly tell me what you think of me, Sato-kun. If you think I’m annoying for always talking to you, that’s okay too.”

No way I’d think that. My feelings for Asagi-san are absolutely positive.

I can’t dodge this. Being honest is the only way I can communicate.

“Uh, Asagi-san, you’re kind to me, spending time like this… I’m always grateful, happy even…”

I try to form meaningful words, but my thoughts spin, coming out clumsy. Despite that, Asagi-san nods, listening closely, then exhales and speaks again.

“…I never thought I could get close to guys. The boys my age always seemed uninterested in girls. But you, Sato-kun, since I talked to you at the entrance ceremony… even when I came on strong, you never looked annoyed. I started thinking maybe you’re different from other guys.”

I process her words carefully. Being approached by someone like her only makes my heart race, never annoyed. Yet she seems to think that’s rare.

“At first, I was just happy to make a guy friend. But then I found myself watching you. Wondering why, that morning with Yuki-chan, I realized my feelings.”

Watching me, happy, her feelings. My brain struggles to keep up, but I sense something big.

“…So I took a chance and invited you to my house, and you accepted. I was embarrassed, but after leaving the classroom, I was over the moon. That’s when I realized my head was full of you. I started out wanting to be friends, but…”

Asagi-san looks down, gathering her words.

“…And even though I forced myself on you… you said it wasn’t bad, forgave me… with that sexy face, you took my first time. Normally, you’d cut me off…!”

Really happy, she murmurs softly. But then her face turns anxious.

“But when I stayed over, I heard you and Maki… doing sexy stuff. I wondered if someone like me wasn’t enough. Maybe you prefer girls with bigger breasts. And the literature club seniors are all so cute.”

“So I thought I can’t stay like this. I had to act. Saying this might bother you, and I’m not mature or attractive to you, but…”

Blushing, she looks at me. I sense her sincere feelings.

“But… I still want to be by your side, Sato-kun… I’m not saying I need to be first. If you get close to others, second or lower is fine… so, um… can I stay beside you? Is that okay…?”

Her confession stops my thoughts. Asagi-san liking me, wanting to be lovers—it’s too unreal.

First, her confession feels like a dream. A cute, honest girl liking me is earth-shattering.

I’ve never had a girlfriend or been confessed to. Yet she’s okay with being second. In this world, with its gender ratio, polygamy is legal, so multiple lovers aren’t unlawful.

Still, her accepting me dating her and others is beyond my comprehension.

She wouldn’t joke at this moment. She’s serious. I can only respond to what my mind can handle.

“Uh, I don’t think I’m worthy of you, Asagi-san… but I’d be happy to be your lover, um…”

Her looks and personality outshine me, a popular beauty versus a talentless guy. It bothers me.

“…No, I think you’re an attractive guy, Sato-kun. I’m the one asking to be by your side. It’s not a lie, it’s my honest feelings.”

She pauses, thinking, then locks eyes with me.

“…Okay, I’ll say it straight.”

“I like you, Sato-kun. I want to be your lover. Any place is fine, I just want to be with you…”

Her direct words pierce my heart. She’s earnestly sharing her feelings.

Why she’d choose me is scary, but with her saying this, I can’t keep dodging with tricks.

“…Uh, honestly, it’s hard to believe… but I like you too, Asagi-san… you’re bright, always talking to me, kind… I might not say it well, but… please, be with me…!”

I bow my head. What if this is a prank? But when I look up, Asagi-san’s smile blooms like a flower.

“…R-really… Sato-kun, thank you…!”

She hugs me.

My heart can’t fully believe it. A beautiful classmate I’ve known for less than a month liking me is too perfect.

But her honest eyes and words don’t seem like lies. I set aside my doubts, accepting her feelings. Dream or reality, I decide to trust those around me for now.

Asagi-san pulls back, gazing at me, then makes a cute but polite request.

“This is selfish, but… if it’s okay, if you don’t mind… I’d be happy if you called me by my name from now on.”

She suggests it for when we’re alone. Normally, calling a girl by her first name is impossible for me, both because she’d find it gross and I’d feel gross being too familiar.

But now, I should muster the courage. There’s no betrayal at this moment, I tell myself.

“A-Asagi… san…”

Even with courage, adding “-san” is my limit. She laughs, troubled but amused.

“Fufu, so like you, Sato-kun? I’m super happy, but… maybe someday, just Asagi?”

Asagi-san is endlessly kind, so I let myself call her Asagi-san.

She hugs me again, closer than before, her breathing audible, her body’s softness clear.

After three minutes, we lock eyes. Her smile stirs my heart, and she says, “…Sorry, Sato-kun…!” before pressing her soft lips to mine.

My first kiss as lovers with a cute classmate. Overwhelming joy fills me, her elastic lips stoking my desire.

It starts forceful, but Asagi-san’s tongue turns it into an adult kiss.

“Fwaa… I love you, Sato-kun… Sato-kun… nngh…!”

Calling my name between breaths during our deep kiss, she’s unbearably dear. The sweet, decadent kiss excites me uncontrollably.

Asagi-san presses her body against me. I think it’s accidental at first, but realize she’s rubbing intentionally.

Through her thin dress, her softness tests my sanity. It’s as if she’s using my body to pleasure herself.

I might go from erection to ejaculation, so I blurt, “A-Asagi-san, um…!”

I worry I’ve ruined the mood, but she pulls back, apologizing.

“…Ugh, sorry… I might not be able to hold back… I’m getting excited… you just accepted me, but I’m thinking weird things…!”

Her teary eyes hint at her desire. It might be my arrogance, but if she’s holding back, I need to tell her she doesn’t have to.

“…If you’re okay with it, Asagi-san… I’m, um, okay too…”

The words come out smoother than expected, driven by not wanting her to restrain herself.

She says, “Eh, ah,” showing surprise. Then, pursing her lips, she says, “Sorry,” and starts using her phone.

Finished, she takes my hand, standing together. “I know this is sudden…!” she says, revealing her destination.

“S-Sato-kun… I booked a nearby hotel… please come with me… I’m begging you…!”

Love hotel. A place I was completely unfamiliar with in my old world. Can high schoolers enter? Since she booked it, it’s probably fine here.

Leaving the park, we head back toward the station, turning into a side street where the building stands. I’m surprised love hotels exist in this world.

“They’re rare near stations… I looked it up…”

Her murmur, answering my unspoken question, excites me slightly, though I should suppress that.

“I-I booked it for the night…!”

Her words heighten my tension. Spending a night with a beautiful new girlfriend feels like a honey trap.

Then I remember: if we’re staying, I need to tell home.

“A-Ah, I need to call Mom about staying out… s-sorry, I’ll call.”

It’s terrible timing, but I can’t worry Mom and Yuki, per my promise.

Asagi-san waits as I prepare to call, then steps closer.

“Um, Sato-kun… can I talk to your mom…?”

Surprised by her words, the call connects. “Hello?” Mom’s voice comes through, and I speak first.

“M-Mom, uh, I’ll be late… I mean, staying out tonight, so…”

As I fumble, Asagi-san signals with her hands. Unsure but guessing it’s about her offer, I hand her the phone.

“Hello, this is Sasai… yes… that’s right… of course, that’s my intention…”

I can’t hear Mom, so I don’t know what they’re saying. But Asagi-san’s serious expression is clear.

“…Yes! I’ll cherish him! Thank you so much!”

She hangs up, returns my phone, and says, “It’s okay,” with relief. What did she and Mom talk about? A mother okaying her son entering a love hotel is wild.

“…She said if I truly love you and can cherish you, that’s enough. So I promise: if you say no, I’ll stop immediately.”

I can only nod to her declaration. I want to say I’d never refuse, but lack the courage.

Due to the gender ratio, love hotels are dwindling, with only a handful in the prefecture, Asagi-san says as we ride the elevator.

Maybe because of this world, security is tight, like a regular hotel. But the low price feels very love hotel-like.

In the corridor, we’re silent. I’m half-excited, half-nervous about spending the night.

What about Asagi-san? She’s never been here but researched, checking in smoothly. Her face is red, tension mixed in.

“This room… right?”

She uses the card key, and we enter. It’s spacious, clean, almost luxurious. But the large double bed in the back screams this is a sex room.

A sex room. A place I thought I’d never visit, now entered consensually with a beautiful girl, my body trembling. But I can’t just stand here; I need to move things forward.

I imagine guys shower first, waiting for the girl, based on manga and novels. That’s normal, right?

“Let’s go…!”

Asagi-san takes my hand, moving slowly deeper. I wonder if we’ll sit and talk, but she speaks.

“I’ll be gentle… but if you don’t like it, say so right away…?”

She guides me to the bed. I thought we’d shower or change, but I follow her words.

Sitting on the bed, she crawls toward me, her face lustful yet careful, as if wanting to handle me gently.

“…Sato-kun. Can I… call you by your name too…?”

Just when we’re alone, she asks. I nod. Have I ever been called by my first name outside family?

“…Shun-kun, I’m gonna kiss you…!”

She murmurs and kisses me.

Our second kiss today is deep, her tongue diving in from the start. Her eager exploration hardens my cock. I know we’re about to have sex, a luxurious realization.

She might notice my erection, pressed close. I’m anxious, but her lips and tongue melt my thoughts.

“Puh… this kiss could get addictive…”

After a minute, she looks satisfied, cute and erotic. Climbing atop me, she straddles me clothed, like cowgirl style.

Her hands reach for my pants. Even through my boxers, my raging erection is obvious, a bit embarrassing. But she pulls them down without hesitation.

My filthy cock springs out, burun. Yet she gazes at it dreamily, making it harder. My lust surges shamelessly.

“Shun-kun’s cock… so hard… ehehe… s-sorry?”

She starts unhooking her dress. My heart leaps as she quickly strips to her underwear.

White, frilly, matching set—more mature than her first time, nosebleed-level erotic. Staring, she notices, blushing slightly.

“…I bought mature underwear for today… does it suit me?”

Her words make my cock jump, bikun. Her provocative line stokes my desire.

“It’s twitching… you really don’t mind, right? Ehehe.”

Seeing my rock-hard cock, she seems thrilled, even bolder. Her resolve feels unshaken.

Removing her bra, her bowl-shaped breasts appear, modest nipples already perked, asserting themselves.

“…I’m all bichobicho… so excited…!”

With that insanely erotic line, she slides her panties down. They seem slightly wet.

Her slit is bared before me. A trickle of love juice runs down her thigh, utterly lewd. I’d cum instantly using this as material.

“…Lately, thinking of you, Shun-kun, gets me excited right away… I wet my underwear… you might think it’s gross, but… please look at my pussy…?”

She shows me her pussy. A cute girl displaying her slit makes my lust boil, her twitching pussy even lewder than our first time.

“Sorry for being so lewd… but I can’t hold back. I-I want us to be together…!”

She moves to straddle my cock. The thought of entering her again drives me wild.

But as my tip brushes her pussy, I remember something crucial.

“A-Asagi-san! W-We need a condom…!”

She pauses, looking at me.

“If… a baby happens, it’d trouble you, Asagi-san…”

I might seem cowardly. But I must protect her future. I’m not a man worthy of fatherhood.

“…I started taking the pill.”

She says, slowly lowering herself onto my cock, her face lost in pleasure but eyes still on me.

“Nngh… so when I could have sex with you again, Shun-kun… ngh… I wanted you to cum inside… yah, fwa… please… I want you inside me raw… is that okay…?”

Resuming, she takes my cock into her vagina. The deeper it goes, the tighter her grip, as if refusing to let go.