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

The night had truly settled in. Though it was a single-person apartment, there were now two people in the room. A sweet scent lingered in the air.

The temperature and humidity had risen since they’d entered. So hot!

“…Haah…”

“How does it feel to have lost your virginity?”

“It feels like the world has changed.”

“Haha, that’s too dramatic!”

“I… feel like I’ve become a ‘woman’ now.”

“That’s dramatic too!”

In my previous world, they probably would’ve said they’d “become a man”. I still wasn’t used to it. If anything, it would’ve decreased one’s value back then.

To think virginity would be valuable for men now—unbelievable.

…Which meant I absolutely had no value.

“Was it really okay to lose it to a ‘slut’ like me?”

“N-not at all! You’re wonderful!”

“I see.”

She kept stealing glances at my body as she spoke… I really didn’t understand what was so great about it, but girls in this world apparently got really excited by men’s bodies. Like my neck that Koharu kept staring at.

Oh, swimsuits at pools weren’t simple shorts here: both upper and lower bodies were covered. Girls’ swimsuits hadn’t changed at all, though they were quite plain in appearance.

The concept of “special occasion underwear” from my previous world must have disappeared. Men’s underwear was flashier and more expensive now, which was quite sad for me (speaking from experience).

“I was always, always being mocked! They’d say things like ‘A plain girl like you… you’ll be a virgin forever!'”

“Well, not anymore.”

“…~!”

She showed an expression like she was savoring the moment. Was she that happy? She must be.

“You’re crying (confused).”

“B-but, every single day, day after day, they kept mocking me for being a virgin…”

“Eh? Every day? Ah… I see.”

I thought that crossed the line, but this was a reversed world. In my previous world, guys would often mock each other about being virgins. I used to do that too, back in my old world…

“Every time we went to school together, they’d say it. It was so stressful.”

“…Hm? Wait, the person saying these things was a girl, right?”

“Eh? No, no, it was a guy. Someone I hate.”

“What? Aren’t you from that school nearby?”

“Ah, no. I’m… from the co-ed high school in the next town.”

“Ehh…”

So it was unexpectedly a co-ed school, in the opposite direction by train. Still, that took some courage.

…Did I really look like such a promiscuous guy? Well, I couldn’t deny it but…

“That’s quite a terrible guy.”

“Yes… Ever since high school started, he’d call me ‘eternal virgin loser’, ‘forever alone’… constantly, without ever getting bored…”

“Ah (now I get it).”

Doesn’t he like you?

That was the vibe I was getting. You know, that thing where you teased someone you liked, a guy who provoked and insulted others with cheeky behavior.

The little devil type. I’d seen them called “male brats” online.

Some people might find it appealing… but it probably had the opposite effect on her.

“But now I can finally get away from him.”

“I-I see… Are you sure? Don’t you actually like him or something?”

“Excuse me? That’s impossible! In middle school, I really couldn’t take it anymore and shut myself in for about a week.”

“Oh…”

“Things calmed down after that, but after a while, he started provoking me again… so…”

She must really hate that “male brat” and rightfully so. Teasing without understanding proper boundaries wasn’t teasing—it was poison.

“Thank you so much… I’ll be okay now.”

“I see. Hey, if you’d like…”

“Yes?”

“If things ever get unbearable with that guy again, tell me.”