Chastity Reversed: Part-Time Life by the All-Girls High School - Chapter 48: Unstoppable

School had left my heart in tatters, but somehow, Akari managed to calm me down.

Man, this kid was such a sweet, honest girl.  

What in the world was Old Me even thinking?  

It was late, but I decided—I’d act like a proper older brother from now on.  

I’d make up for what the Old Me couldn’t do.  

“You’ve gotten pretty close, haven’t you?”  

“Yeah. You used to be so at odds with each other.”  

“Haha… Akari’s just a good kid, that’s all.”  

“She really is!!!”  

“Do you always brag about yourself like that?”  

In the evening, the parents (well, “temporary parents”) watched us with wide eyes.  

I mean, the change was pretty drastic. Even I thought so.  

To be honest, both home and school were draining.  

But thanks to Akari, I was holding it together.  

Having someone I could act “normal” around—a place where I belonged—made all the difference.  

Honestly, I’d do anything to show my gratitude.  

“By the way, where’s my swimsuit? Not the school one, but something for casual swimming.”  

“Hm? Oh, it’s over there. Akari, don’t look!”  

“Ugh…”  

Dad (or Fake Dad) stopped Akari from joining me.  

Not that I really cared, but…  

Actually, yeah, I would’ve been embarrassed! It was probably some cute design or something, right?  

“…Whoa.” (Speechless.)  

I found it in the shelf near the sink.  

What exactly was this? Honestly, I’d been bracing myself, but…  

I’d expected shorts-style swimwear, but what I pulled out was a long-sleeve top with knee-length shorts—something like a rash guard you’d see surfers wear.  

That part was fine.  

But why was it pink? That was too much! And to top it off, it had illustrations of cutesy mascot characters. Layer after layer of cringe! And because I’d lost weight, it was loose on me.  

I guessed this was due to a mix of how this world was reversed and Old Sora’s personal taste. Seriously, this was so embarrassing.  

“You’ve had that since middle school, so the size probably doesn’t fit anymore.”  

“Could I buy a new one?”  

“Of course. Oh, this arrived for you, so I’ll hand it over.”  

“Huh? A phone?”  

“Yeah. It’d be a problem if you couldn’t contact your friends, right?”  

“Ah, thanks. That really helps.”  

“…No problem. After all, I’m your dad. If you need anything, just let me know.”  

“Thanks again.”  

He handed me what looked like a repaired phone.  

The one Old Me had broken when he slipped in the bath had been perfectly fixed.  

They must’ve panicked when they found it back then.  

And a week later, I woke up as a completely different person.  

Yeah… I feel for them. Sorry about that!  

“What a mess,” I muttered.  

They weren’t bad people or anything.  

But I still couldn’t think of them as family.  

It was complicated.  

“…I don’t even feel like checking my contact list or message apps.”  

From what I’d seen at school, my “friends” seemed to consist of those two idiot gyaru-like guys.  

I wasn’t in any clubs, and apart from Kamiji, no one else had tried to talk to me.  

Well, it’d be a waste not to use the phone now that I had it. Might as well put it to good use!  

Alright… time to tackle the mountain of homework.  

Old Sora Sato, I’ll never forgive you!  

☆

An hour passed as I chipped away at the pile.  

“Oda Nobuna, huh? And even Shin○ Bookstore has turned into something like that… It’s just a few stations away, though…” (T/N: Its censored so dunno what’s it referring too)

Even amidst the workload, there were interesting tidbits.  

Especially history. Almost everything was gender-swapped.  

Having the phone also made it easy to look things up, really driving home the reality of this reversed world.  

“Why is Hideyoshi still called Hideyoshi…? She’s a female warlord…”  

Sometimes, things didn’t add up.  

But that was part of the fun.  

Still, I was exhausted!  

“Hey, Akari, do you have club practice tomorrow morning?”  

“Hm… nope, same as usual. It starts in the afternoon!”  

“Ah, so your club isn’t too strict, huh.”  

“We don’t go to many tournaments, and there aren’t many members to begin with…”  

“So you’re the star player?”  

“N-not really… but I’m ranked third in the club.”  

“That’s pretty awesome.”  

When I got tired, I talked with her.  

Akari was also working on her homework. I guess we were alike in that way.  

“Hehe, though we only have eight members!”  

“Still, that’s impressive.”  

“Really? Hehe…”  

I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye.  

She was blushing and kicking her feet under the desk.  

Man, she was way too easy to compliment.  

Old Sora, what were you even doing?  

I wondered if I was being a good “older brother” to her.  

Hopefully better than Old Me ever was.  

“So, what about the day after tomorrow?”  

“It’s a day off! The day after that is off too!” 

“Then let’s go to the pool the day after tomorrow.”  

“Okay!”  

Alright, I had plenty of time to buy myself a new swimsuit. I’d go tomorrow. Anyway, time for my run!  

☆

“Goodnight!”  

“Goodnight, Sora-nii.”  

It was 10 p.m.  

After finishing his run and workout routine, Sora-nii, as usual, flopped onto his futon.  

Next to him, I also laid out my futon.  

“Huh, Akari? You’re going to bed early tonight.”  

“Yep. I wanted to sleep next to you!”  

“Heh, you adorable little thing.”  

…Lately, I found myself feeling happy whenever he called me “cute”.  

The way it sounded when he said it was… different somehow compared to other people.  

…Was that weird? No, it wasn’t weird at all!  

There were plenty of girls who were cute and cool idols too!  

“…”  

He fell asleep so quickly.  

He always passed out instantly—probably because he didn’t stay up late on his phone like the old Sora-nii used to.  

I’d heard on TV that blue light before bed made it harder to sleep.  

Maybe that was why the Old Sora-nii was always so irritable.  

Meanwhile, New Sora-nii could fall asleep at the drop of a hat.  

“Sora-nii… are you awake…?”  

Not surprisingly, there was no response.  

“Sora-nii.”  

“…”  

Even if I tried whispering near his ear…  

“…”  

Nothing.  

I was pretty sure he was already lost in a deep dream.  

“…”  

I looked at his futon.  

Hesitantly, I crept closer and slipped into his space.  

“He won’t wake up… right?”  

The ceiling light cast a soft orange glow over his body.  

Surely, this was fine.  

No… thinking like that made it feel like I was doing something wrong.  

Y-yeah, it was fine. We were siblings, after all.  

There was nothing weird about it, right?  

“…” 

I reached out to hold his hand.  

My heart was pounding louder than ever.  

Thump, thump, thump

My body felt warm, almost feverish, and I couldn’t shake the strange longing that welled up inside me.  

But… this was it.  

I couldn’t go any further.  

No, I wouldn’t go any further—  

“…”  

Or so I thought.  

Before I knew it, I was leaning over him.  

It probably looked like I’d pinned him down.  

“Hah… hah…”  

My breathing was shaky. I tried to calm myself down.  

His summer pajamas, slightly unbuttoned in the heat, revealed a glimpse of his skin, almost glowing softly under the light.  

“…”  

I reached out without thinking.  

Was there anyone else yet—anyone who had touched this body?  

“Ah…”  

And that was when it hit me.  

What was I even doing?  

“Nn…”  

“!!”  

He turned over in his sleep.  

Startled, I darted back to my futon faster than I thought I could move.  

“…”  

What… what did I just do?  

“…”  

He continued to sleep peacefully, as if nothing had happened.  

Right. Nothing had happened.  

I… I’d simply adjusted his shirt to cover his chest.  

Yeah. That was it. Let’s just leave it at that.  

“Hah… hah…”  

I couldn’t get my breathing under control. My heart pounded relentlessly in my chest.  

I laid awake on my futon for a long time.  

The memory of what had just happened refused to leave my mind.