(Chastity Reversed) I'm Sorry, My Lady. I Had Sex With Another Woman Again - Chapter 33: Do You Not Like Being Talked To?

Has it been almost two months since I came to the academy with my lady?

My daily life with my lady, though accompanied by slight changes and fraught with a bit of precariousness.

Still, the result could be called smooth sailing.

“Fugogogo-!!! …hnzpii!”

“…Good grief.”

First, morning.

I woke up my lady who slept while snoring and scratching her stomach. I placed her on my knee and fed her breakfast.

“Hey, Simon, are you listening?

I’ve gotten much stronger thanks to the training!

I even won against a classmate the other day!”

“my lady… you’ve grown. I’m proud of you.”

Recently, my lady had been increasingly boasting about her training results. This was very pleasing for me, who was entrusted with her care by Dorothy-sama.

Unable to contain myself, I cradled her head and stroked it.

“Geez♡♡♡ You’ll mess up my hair♡”

Despite her words, she showed absolutely no resistance. While we spent time like this, it became dangerously close to school time, and we hurriedly fixed her appearance.

“I’m off!!!”

“Yes, have a good day.”

I waved back to my lady who was vigorously waving both hands.

After finishing some simple chores, I immediately prepared for my departure. After all, today was training day with Teresa-san.

I couldn’t be late. Though, with how kind she was, she would probably smile and forgive me even if I were late.

The guilt would be tremendous, so I must not be late.

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Today’s training would be at the training grounds as well. I moved to the designated place while still wearing my butler uniform.

“G-good day to you!”

“Good morning!”

“Hello!”

“…Good day, good morning, hello.”

One recent change was that I’d begun to be greeted more often when I went outside. Before, many people would stare from a distance or whisper while looking my way. Perhaps they’ve grown accustomed to humans as a rare species and decided to talk to me? 

It was better than before, but still uncomfortable to be treated so specially.

“Ohhh…! He responded to us!”

“So kind! Amazing, amazing!”

“He’s so cool!!!”

“……”

Being called out to by girls I didn’t know.

At first, I felt a bit happy. In this world, the standards of beauty seemed to be reversed, so I even thought, “Could I be popular?”

But this probably wasn’t that kind of situation.

Normally, one doesn’t become this popular just for having a good face. Nobody makes such a fuss.

Well, perhaps I, who was never popular in my original world, have no right to speak about this. Still, it was strange.

I think those who become popular need a story.

For example, being an ace pitcher who made it to Koshien, or a genius who ranked first in national mock exams, or someone who risked their life to save a drowning child, or defeating the strongest delinquent in school.

Such stories and talking points. I think it’s when you add good looks to those things that people make a fuss.

Of course, I didn’t remember doing anything like that.

I might be handsome in this world, but people didn’t make such a fuss just because someone was a little good-looking… I should stop getting carried away.

…This must be because I was treated like a rare beast.

“That’s the princess killer…”

“The man who defeated ‘Foresight Teresa’…”

“The loyal retainer who risked his life to protect his master from bandits…”

“Ah, I can’t wait for ‘Weekly Simon-sama’ to be released… I want the bromide that comes with it…” (T/N: Not the chemical compound but in Japanese culture, bromide (ブロマイド, buromaido) is a category of commercial photographic portraits of celebrities including geisha, singers, actors and actresses of both stage and film, and sports stars. The use of the term “bromide” or “promide” occurs regardless of whether bromide paper was actually used for the photograph.)

I left the place quickly, as if escaping from their gazes.

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“Hey, good morning.”

Upon arriving at the training grounds, I called out to a bespectacled girl avoiding the crowd and reading a book while seated.

She was one of the few students I had seen on the day I met Teresa-san. By coincidence, I’d been meeting her every time since I started training. Her name was “Karon,” a girl with pale red hair.

“S-Simon-san. G-good morning…”

She shyly hid her face behind her book. However, she properly returned my greeting. Knowing this was her normal behavior, I didn’t mind it anymore.

“Hey, recently… I’ve been getting intense stares from people around me. Are you okay, Karon? Don’t humans have trouble with various things?”

“Huh…? No, um, I, I-I’m not really…”

She was probably just a shy person.

Conversations with her rarely continued for long, and she never initiated conversation. So perhaps talking with me was painful for her.

But even if she disliked me, I still had reasons for wanting to become friends with her. It was because she was a “human” and a “commoner.”

I really wanted to become friends with her, who shared the same circumstances as me.

“Really, is that so?”

“N-no, that’s, ha, hahaha!”

“…You seem to be having fun. Let me join in too.”

As I was shaking the shoulder of one of the few compatriots here, fingertips pressed against my back, tracing circles.

This sensation through gloves that I’d experienced several times recently. Without having to look, I knew it belonged to Teresa-san.

“Eek! I-I’m sorry!”

“Ah, Karon!”

“Leave her be. It’s almost training time, you know?”

As soon as Teresa-san arrived, Karon sprinted away like a startled rabbit, book in hand.

I had wanted to share information between fellow humans, but it couldn’t be helped. My training partner, Teresa-san, was the top priority.

“Now then, looking forward to training with you again today. …Teach me more about yourself? After all, we’ve become ‘partners’.”

“Yes, looking forward to working with you today as well!”

“…Fufu, very well.”

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In the evening after training concluded. As I leaned back in the chair in my room with my eyes closed. I felt a slight warmth on my lap.

“…What are you doing, Ginny?”

“Hehe, sorry♡”

I didn’t even need to open my eyes to know who it was.

After all, I’d been spending almost every day with Ginny during this twilight hour when the sun set and dusk began to color the sky.

The girl before me shamelessly fondled my lap while collapsing against me, showering my face with kisses.

Chu… Chu…

“……”

When I tried to passively endure it, she would invariably threaten me with “Is it okay for my lady to leave the party?” So I opened my mouth slightly to respond to her kiss.

“Hey, senpai…”

“What is it…”

However, after exchanging kisses for a while. At the time when she would normally beg for insertion.

The girl who usually showed a grinning face was today, for some reason, anxiously tearing up. She trembled as she tightly gripped my hand.

“I’m happy. Just being with you like this, senpair…”

“…Well, I’m glad to hear that.”

I still hadn’t been able to ask about the reason this serious girl did such things.

Whether it’s stress relief, accumulated sexual desire, or not having a partner. I didn’t know the reason, but I could tell she was probably not in a normal mental state.

“But recently I’ve been worried… That you might go somewhere, senpai.”

“Ginny…”

“Will you stay here forever, senpai? Will you stay by my side…?”

Her eyes darkened as if they had lost their light.

This time spent embracing Ginny.

This relationship was distorted. Despite not being in a proper relationship, we met in secret as if hiding from others’ eyes.

Such a relationship wasn’t meant to continue forever. In that sense, it was impossible.

“Forever is impossible…”

“……”

Yes, forever would be impossible.

However-

“But for a while, if that’s what you want… I won’t refuse. It’s for my lady’s sake too. And I don’t particularly dislike it either.”

“S-Senpai…!”

Ginny’s eyes gleamed brilliantly as if she were delirious with fever.

They left afterimages as they rapidly approached, and before I knew it, we were kissing.

“Senpai…! I won’t let you go now! I won’t hand you over to that princess who’s totally planning to poach Simon-senpai! I’ll protect you in place of Nico-kun who hasn’t noticed anything! We’ll be together forever!”

“You’re speaking too fast, I can’t hear you…”

She muttered at high speed like reciting a spell.

While somewhat exasperated, I stroked her green hair that was somehow adorable.

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“Simoooon, I’m, I’m tiiired~”

“Good work today, my lady.”

“Phew, give me some juice~…”

my lady came back 10 minutes after I took a shower. It was already dark outside.

…I thought she would quit after just three days. You’re really amazing, my lady.

my lady sat on my lap, limply leaning against me like a mollusk. I brought a piece of cut chicken to her small mouth. She moved only her face and pecked at it like a small bird.

“It’s delicious today too.  …Hey, Simon. Thanks for everything.”

“Oh, thank you very much.”

I had only been doing my job, but my lady thanked me. That’s somehow unusual. As if sensing my feelings, she scratched her cheek a bit shyly and said:

“Recently, I finally understood how tough it is to be moving all day… Simon, you were training during the day today too, right? Yet you always do the housework until late, so, um, that’s why…”

“It’s my job, so you don’t need to worry about it. Besides, I take breaks in the evening. …But thank you, I’m happy to hear that.”

My lady showed rare consideration for others. As expected, she was the cutest in the world. I embraced her tightly, as if burying her in my chest.

“G-geez~♡ You’re overreacting♡”

As I sniffed the top of her head, I thought. Ah, I’m truly happy.

In the morning, I wake up while watching my lady’s sleeping face. At noon, I train with Teresa-san. In the evening, I meet with Ginny. And at night, I go to sleep again with my lady.

And on holidays, I visit Dorothy-sama.

I couldn’t be happier.

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I thought such days would continue forever.

That my lady and I would spend happy days together and eventually graduate from this academy.

But such obvious expectations for the future would be shattered at the upcoming “Sports Festival.”

That incomprehensible group. Or perhaps religion. By the hands of the mysterious organization called “SFC.”

Our daily lives would gradually go mad.

“I-I-I won’t forgive her…! That fainting princess. Getting in my way…! It was going so well, so well…! I won’t forgive, won’t forgive, won’t forgive…! D-don’t underestimate me, me who bears the number 4!”