Chastity Reversed: Part-Time Life by the All-Girls High School - Chapter 24: Lightning

“Huff… Huff…”

“Well, what can I say? Good work.”

“…You guys… take him away…”

“Yes, sir!!”

“As for me… I’m going to rest for a while… or rather, sleep…”

The ogre fell at dawn.

Well, she did run quite a bit. No wonder she ended up like that.

So… where was I?

“Come on, this way!”

“You don’t have to be so rough. I’m not going to run.”

The place was a small, dilapidated building. The dim light barely illuminated the gray concrete walls and shattered windows that dominated the space.

“—Kahaha. You’ve finally arrived.”

It was her—the fox-faced woman from before. Behind her stood a large group of delinquents, gathered as if under her command.

And then—

“…Satooo…!”

There stood Azuse, her body covered in wounds.

“Oh… so that’s how it is.”

It felt like ice water had been splashed on my face. A chill ran through me.

This situation. The reason I was called here. Why she, who’d said she had ‘left’, was now with these people.

Standing beside the fox-faced woman, who clearly looked like the “boss”, Azuse wore an expression of utter despair.

“So you lied to me, Azuse.”

“…!”

It was clear now. The doubts I had were easily resolved.

“Kahaha! Who would’ve thought that you were this traitor’s ‘man’?”

“I’m not.”

“…Huh?”

“Eh?”

I wasn’t dating Azuse or anything. Sure, we did some things together, but I’m kind of a slut…

This was perfect. Let’s mess with them a bit. Let all their anger focus on me instead.

“Oh? Did you misunderstand something?”

“Do you think just because a guy and a girl are together, they’re automatically ‘involved’ like that?”

“This is priceless! So the Rose Garden gang is just a bunch of ‘misunderstanding girls’, huh?!”

My voice echoed through the abandoned building. The rising temperature in the room was palpable as their anger boiled over.

The tension escalated rapidly as they shifted into battle mode.

However, they hesitated to make a move simply because I was a man.

“—Do you think being a man means no one will lay a hand on you?”

Breaking that hesitation, the fox-faced woman stepped forward.

“Stop it! Don’t touch Sato! He has nothing to do with this!” Azuse shouted desperately.

“Kahaha. Restrain her.”

“Huh…?”

“Hurry up.”

“Yes, ma’am!!”

“Damn it! Let go of me!!”

Behind me, Azuse was pinned down and immobilized.

And as for me—two troublesome lackeys stood behind me. Escape wasn’t an option… not that I planned on running anyway.

“Kahaha. What an interesting man you are.”

“How can you tell when you haven’t even ‘tasted’ me yet?”

“…Let’s see how long that confidence lasts.”

She closed in on me with an evil grin.

“Grab him,” she commanded coldly.

“Yes, ma’am!”

The two lackeys grabbed my shoulders firmly.

“Ow ow… What now?”

“Aah, forget it. I was planning to make you mine right in front of this traitor… but first, let’s see you cry while clutching your precious jewels!”

“Wait… Leader, are you seriously going to go that far?”

“Hitting a guy there is really crossing the line…”

“Shut up! It’s always these cocky guys who are the most satisfying to break!”

“Yes, ma’am!”

Her lackeys trembled at her words as she grinned maliciously.

“Men really are such troublesome creatures…”

Then she kicked upward without hesitation.

“—Because their ‘weak spot’ is so conveniently dangling there!”

Her movement was swift and without mercy, but I braced myself for it.

Even in this reversed world, human anatomy hadn’t changed much. A strike to the groin—one of the most forbidden moves in martial arts—was devastatingly effective. It targeted the testicles—an area so sensitive that some victims lost consciousness from the pain alone.

And yet—

“Take this!!” she yelled as her foot connected cleanly with my groin.

Silence fell over the room.

The sound of a train passing by echoed faintly from outside.

All eyes were on me.

“Is he… okay?” one lackey muttered nervously as they loosened their grip on my shoulders in disbelief.

I took advantage of their hesitation to step back and regain my stance.

“Kahahaha! How does it feel? You can’t even stand anym—huh?!”

The fox-faced woman stared at me in shock as I stood there unfazed.

“What? Did something happen?”

“Wha—?! N-no way!!”

Her astonishment was understandable. A man who had supposedly taken such a direct hit was standing completely unscathed.

“I’m invincible,” I said with an exaggerated smirk.

“Eek!!” The two lackeys recoiled in fear at my words and posture.

Of course, it was all an act. She hadn’t actually hit my groin—I’d redirected her kick to my lower abdomen instead. It still hurt like hell, but I wasn’t about to show it. Honestly? I just wanted to go home already…

What they didn’t know was that this wasn’t luck—it was skill: a genuine karate technique known as ‘Kotsukake’ (Pelvic Shift).

For sluts like me, our balls were everything.

Or maybe life itself revolved around ‘balls’?

After an encounter with a creep who tried targeting that area once before, I made it my mission to master this defensive technique over three grueling months of practice and training.

In this reversed world where men were seen as weaker and more vulnerable than women, knowing how to defend yourself was essential—not just for survival but also to protect those you care about when danger striked unexpectedly.

“All right then,” I muttered as I adjusted myself with a small jump to return everything back into place. ‘Kotsukake’ involved tucking away those “weak points” into the lower abdomen—a risky maneuver if done improperly but invaluable in situations like these.

“Not coming? You powerless ‘vixen’?”

“Who are you calling—!”

As I taunted her, she approached me once again.

This time, she wasn’t aiming for my groin. Her fist was raised high—likely targeting my stomach or face.

If I took that hit, it would be bad. So—I’d “drop” her before that happened.

“—!?”

I stepped forward.

Before she could fully enter her punching motion, I sealed her “lips” with my own.

A surprise kiss. The sudden contact raised both our temperatures. Her raised fist lost its momentum—

“Ah…”

I slid my hand in.

Smoothly, I reached under her skirt to her leg.

It was almost like a caress.

“N-no… ah…”

Her body heat. Her sweet voice. The scent of arousal in the air.

Switch—ON!

“—Ah!? Aaahhh!!!”

In an instant.

As if an “electric current” coursed through her, she trembled violently. Perhaps losing control of her body, she leaned against me for support.

But I didn’t accept that. Next, she’d be kissing the ground instead.

“Ugh… ah…”

With a thud—

She collapsed helplessly to the floor.

“Alright then.”

I gently sat down on the back of the fallen fox girl as she lay sprawled forward.

“Eh…?”

The voices of the delinquents around us leaked out in confusion and panic.

“I really don’t like kissing.”

The eerie silence that followed was almost like a scream, taking over the abandoned building entirely.