Chastity Reversed: Part-Time Life by the All-Girls High School

“The second half was insane, huh…”

“Yeah…”

It was as if the customers from the dull first half came flooding in all at once.

Not that convenience stores have time-limited sales or anything. Well, there are discount stickers, but that’s just for food waste reduction. Go green!

“And of course, there’s always a ton of package pickups at times like these.”

“Totally.”

“Wait, it’s already past 8 PM?! Punch out, punch out!”

“Oh, got it.”

“It gets dangerous late at night, so get home safe—huh?”

Suddenly, my senior glanced out the window.

“What’s up?”

“Uh… nah. Just thought it’s been a bit noisy. Lots of scooters passing by lately.”

Oh no, could it be that?

Is tonight the day of that gathering?

Not that it matters to me anymore. I’m over all that Azuse stuff.

“Think some delinquents are gathering for who knows what?”

“Could be. This area’s notorious for it. Should I call a taxi?”

“Nah, I’m fine. My place is just down the street.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’ve gotten used to this sort of thing working here.”

“Haha, can’t argue with that.”

Honestly, it’s better dealing with delinquents than the nightmare customers we had earlier. Those types are the worst—always either a hysterical old guy or a sleazy grandma.

Just the other day, we had some guy slap another store’s discount sticker on one of our products and try to pay for it. Terrifying.

“Alright, I’m grabbing this and heading out. Thanks for today!”

“See ya!”

At the self-checkout, I bought an energy drink to counter my fatigue. Then, with my uniform stuffed into my bag, I stepped outside.

“Noisy…”

Sure enough, I could hear the rumbling of what sounded like scooters in the distance. I quickened my steps a bit as I walked through the nighttime streets.

And that’s when—

“…Guess I was wrong about it being fine, Azuse.”

The screech of brakes. The sound of tires scraping against asphalt. One, two, three scooters—you could hear the echoes all around me.

Running wasn’t an option. If they’re coming, let them come. By now, I already had a pretty good idea of who they were.

“Doesn’t even cross my mind to ask, ‘What are you doing here?’ The Rose Garden, huh…”

The noise grew closer until I came to a stop.

“Hey!”

“Yo! Long time no see, huh? Thanks for all the help the other day.”

“No problem. The juice was on me.”

“D-damn, you’re throwing me off…”

“So, what now—”

The two troublemakers from before showed up. And with them—

“Oooh, quite the handsome guy we’ve got here, huh~?”

Both of them stiffened and bowed their heads.

The person towering behind them was… well, a very large woman. Over 180 cm tall, with a physique that screamed muscle. She was, without a doubt, taller than me. Talk about intimidating!

An ogre, maybe?

“What’re you laughing at, huh?”

“Just thought you looked strong.”

“Oh? You got that right. I’m the second strongest fighter in the ‘Rose Garden’ gang—heck, in this whole city.”

“Ever thought about taking up martial arts?”

“Fighting where I can’t go all out? Nah, not my thing.”

“Guess that’s too much for someone who can’t even handle basic rules, huh?”

*“Huh?!”

“What?”

The giant woman leaned in closer. The sheer size of her figure up close was impressive.

Also, wow… those are some massive boo—I mean, yeah, chest muscles. Definitely intimidating!

“You picking a fight, punk?”

“Nope.”

“Oh, really? Your voice is practically shaking.”

“Huh? I’m talking normally. Maybe your eardrums got clogged up from all that muscle?”

“What was that, you little—”

“Go see a doctor. They’ll probably diagnose you with ‘delinquent.’ Hahaha.”

“Huh?!”

“What?”

We stared each other down, her face close enough that I could feel her body heat.

“…O-Ogre-san.”

“What?”

“N-nothing! Forget it!!”

The so-called “Ogre” (also a girl, apparently) turned red in the face. So, she’s weak against men, huh? Kinda cute.

Just staring at her made her react like this. I don’t mind tall girls, honestly. But as much as I’d love to tease her, tonight’s not really the time for that.

“So, what do you want me to do? You guys are Azuse’s affiliates, right? If you’ve got somewhere you’re taking me, let’s get moving.”

“W-who does this guy think he is?”

“Seriously… he’s so annoying…”

“Alright, I’m going home. Bye-bye!” (said like a brat)

“OI!!”

“You’re so loud!!”

Stop yelling in the middle of the night—it’s a public disturbance! Seriously, delinquents and their booming voices…

***

“YEE-HAW!”

“WHOO-HOO!”

“…Right.”

Now I’m sandwiched between two scooters, speeding down an empty road.