Chastity Reversed: Part-Time Life by the All-Girls High School - Chapter 31: What Do I Do About This?

Before I knew it, evening had arrived.

Time flew by inside an arcade, almost like magic.

And so did money, for that matter (sigh).

“That was so much fun!”  

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”  

“Girls have it so easy! Do they always get to do stuff like this?”  

“As far as I know, yes.”  

“Ugh, lucky…”

I didn’t let him try fighting games since they required practice, but otherwise, he enjoyed them. The only issue was that most of the characters were ridiculously sexy men. It was still a fighting game, though.

…By the way, the female characters? Buff, overweight, or completely psycho. Truly disappointing. Also, way too many grapplers.

Why? Where were the iconic sexy female fighters with killer thighs? (Chun Li Reference) This world was insane.

“Are you satisfied now?”  

“Once you get a taste of it, you just want more!”  

“An idol shouldn’t be saying things like that.”  

“Huh?”  

“…S-so pure… (defeated).”  

“What’s that supposed to mean!?” poke poke

Every little thing I said revealed how dirty-minded I was. He was really innocent—surprisingly so for an idol.

Or maybe… that was exactly why. One probably couldn’t succeed in his line of work without being genuinely pure.

He was the total opposite of me.

“Shall we head back?”  

“…I might be a little hungry.”  

“Got it. What do you feel like eating?”  

“Huh?”  

“I can’t offer anything fancy, but this place has almost everything.”  

In this world, it was customary for women to pay for men. Since I was standing in for a girl right now, I had to play the part.

Not that girls like Tanaka or Takahashi ever managed to pull it off! Werre those two okay!?

“I’d like to try a hamburger…”  

“You’ve never had one before?”

What kind of sheltered rich kid was this? Oh wait—no, in this world, he’d be a sheltered rich boy.

“Fast food places are hard to go into alone.”  

“You just grab your food and leave, it’s no big deal.”  

“…Ugh!” poke poke

“There it is.”  

“There what is!?” poke poke

While enduring his signature “not-painful pokes” (special move name pending), we headed into the fast-food joint he wanted. It was busy at this hour, but not completely packed.

“Lots of people here—are you okay with that?” 

“Yeah, that’s what this disguise is for.”  

“Fair enough. Let’s grab a seat first.”

If an idol got recognized in a place like this, it could be chaos. A concert venue was one thing, but here? Yikes. 

He pointed to his disguise and smiled confidently. Honestly, he had guts. Are you sure you’re not secretly a girl?

The first floor was for ordering; seating was on the second and third floors. We found an empty window seat on the third floor and settled in.

“Hey, fries are half off today—lucky us!”  

“…What should I get…”  

“Take your time deciding. Let me know when you’re ready.”

I scrolled through coupon options on my phone while watching him agonize over the menu. It was oddly entertaining.

“Grrr… ughhh…”  

He was so unintentionally adorable…

It was refreshing to see someone take fast food so seriously. For me, I’d tried almost everything on the menu already—it was all about “the usual” now.

“I’ll have… edamame corn!”  

“Pick something better.”  

“But now I’m curious!”  

“No, just order something normal…” 

“Fine… then a hamburger and a teriyaki burger…”  

“Got it. Stay here while I grab them.”

I grabbed my wallet and headed downstairs. Lucky us—our table was now surrounded by people. Every seat was taken.

The second floor probably looked the same by now.

“You’re… leaving me here?”  

“I need you to hold our spot.”  

“Oh… right.”  

“If you go instead, your angelic voice might give you away.”  

“!!”  

“Be right back.”  

“O-okay…”

Seriously. It was just fast food—don’t look at me with those puppy-dog eyes!

☆  

“Hey there, got a moment?”   

“You’re not hitting on me, are you? This isn’t some pickup app!”   

“If you’re alone, wanna hang out?”

Great. Just great. While waiting for my order number to be called, I got hit on by some girls.

Why now!? Back in my old world, reverse pick-ups were unheard of! But here? Totally normal.

Being a high school guy apparently made me prime real estate in this crazy world.

Should I tell them my “experience count”? That would scare them off!

“C’mon~ don’t be shy!”   

“So your friend’s a boy? Let’s all hang out together!”

“He’s not good with women…”   

“No worries! We’re super nice to guys~ Right?”

“…Oh, look! My number’s up!”  

These girls were persistent (ugh). If I were alone, maybe I’d play along—but not today. He was waiting upstairs.

The burgers arrived on their tray. If only this had come sooner…

Time for Plan A!

“Order 721? Here you go!”   

“Oh—could I get a takeout bag too?” 

“? Of course!”

His first fast-food experience shouldn’t be ruined by clingy strangers. Plan A: sneak him out first, then make up some excuse and leave by myself.

Sorry girls—but not today.

“Sorry for the wait! My friend’s upstairs.”   

“Oh~ So you’re into it now?”   

“Let’s go meet him!”

I packed everything into the bag except for some fries left on the tray as bait.

This plan should work perfectly… but why did I have such a bad feeling?

No worries—I’d gotten used to handling these situations since coming here…

“…Hey there~ What’s your name? Love those sunglasses!”    

“A-ah… um…”

Third floor.

There he was—getting hit on by two girls himself.

“…You too!?”

What should I even do about this!?