Chastity Reversed: Part-Time Life by the All-Girls High School - Chapter 49: Still Not Used To The Reversed World

“I’m heading out!”  

“T-take care!”  

The next day, I waved goodbye to Akari, heading off toward the not-exactly-urban area.  

She was acting a little… off today.  

[Your tag is sticking out.]  

[Ah!!]  

She was wearing her shirt backwards.

[Ugh!!]  

[Yep, looks very Italian.]  

She ate her breakfast—a traditional Japanese meal of grilled salmon, miso soup, and rice—with a fork.  

[Wait, this is barley tea…]  

[That’s not reducing salt—it’s destroying it!]  

She even dipped her lunch of somen noodles into barley tea before eating.  

It was a disaster. Something must have been wrong.  

When I asked her about it, she dodged the question. What a shame.  

Clearly, I still didn’t have enough trust from her as a big brother.  

Not that I could blame her—considering I still couldn’t fully see her or the rest of the family as actual family.  

Seriously, though, this world was so strange.  

“Crazy” didn’t even begin to describe it. And no, that was not a compliment. I’d like to go home now, thanks.  

“…Well, not that it’s possible.”  

Lately, I’d been able to gather my thoughts a little better.  

That was probably thanks to Akari.  

No matter how twisted this world was, having a “place” where I belonged, even just a little, made it easier to stick around.  

I was getting used to sealing away memories of my old club, my guy friends, and my parents.  

Humans were creatures of adaptation, after all. Humans were amazing!  

“…”  

I was now in the men’s clothing section of this wannabe-urban area.  

Row after row of men’s underwear.  

Lace-trimmed boxer briefs had just dealt a critical hit to my sanity.  

“Nope, I’ll never get used to this reversed world…”  

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Not to brag, but compared to Old Sora Sato, my lifestyle had drastically improved.  

I hadn’t been in this world for long, but I’d already lost a fair bit of fat.  

Hospital food had been terrible too. Apologies to my stomach—I’d barely survived.  

Given all that, my swimsuit size had changed a lot as well.  

That was fortunate. In this world, guys were the ones who ended up in lewd situations.  

Imagine if my swimsuit slipped off and disappeared somewhere!  

“Well, I bought it. Good job, me.”  

Escaping from that hellish store, I took a deep breath of fresh air as I walked.  

“Looking for something?”

Since I wasn’t used to the place, I wandered aimlessly until a store clerk approached me.  

They enthusiastically recommended a cute pink swimsuit, and I had to work hard to decline.  

Eventually, I managed to steer them toward something more mature and cool-looking.  

The result? A black swimsuit.  

Simple. Cool. Subtle.  

This was what I needed.  

“…♪”  

After enduring the trials of this reversed world, I wanted to immerse myself in something familiar.  

That was how I ended up at the girls’ haven. 

That’s right—the fighting game arcade.  

Wasn’t this place weird? Did they secretly serve amazing pasta or something?  

But still, the arcade controller felt nostalgic in my hands. Perfect.  

{An opponent has been found.}

{Please select your character.}

{FIGHT!}

“…”  

The buttons clattered as I dove into the game.  

I attacked with a high-leg kick, followed up by a series of small punches and low kicks.  

The opponent’s character retreated but ended up cornered against the wall.  

This was my winning pattern.  

From there, I kept pressing high attacks, low attacks, and throws on them.  

So fun!  

{YOU WIN}

“…(Moved).”  

I had become completely one with my high-leg swimsuit pretty boy avatar.  

Ah, the satisfaction—this was what fighting games were about.  

Should I aim to go pro? Don’t be an idiot.  

It was only fun because it was a hobby. I wouldn’t want to ruin one of my few remaining joys.  

{FIGHT!}

Next match. Daddy’s about to nail ten straight wins today!  

“Oh!”

“…Guh.” (Button mashing furiously.)  

{YOU WIN}

“…Phew.”  

“Um… Can I talk to you for a moment?”  

“Whoa!? Y-Yuuka?”  

Right after my second win, Yuuka appeared with a troubled expression.  

Yeah, guess I wouldn’t be playing anymore today.  

My high-leg swimsuit pretty boy just stood there, frozen, beaten to a pulp.  

Sorry, pal!  

☆

“I’m really sorry…”  

“Don’t worry, sometimes things slip.”  

We were sitting in a cafe.  

She insisted on treating me, so I let her pay.  

I sipped on an overpriced melon soda (500 yen!) as I listened to what she had to say.  

“I didn’t mean to tell them…”  

“Like I said, it’s okay. Sometimes things slip.”  

“You see… during a ‘Virgin Alliance’ drinking party, they figured it out. I’d had way too much to drink and ended up spilling about what happened two nights ago…”  

“Like I said, it’s okay. (Comfort bot engaged.)”  

“And then, even though I didn’t think they’d go through with it, they begged me to ask you if they could… you know, ‘join in’.”  

“…”  

She looked incredibly apologetic.  

Why the formal tone? I was still just a high school freshman!  

I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of familiarity.  

The reversed world. The reversed genders.  

But if I cracked open the lid on my memories just a bit—  

[Honestly, anyone would do. It’s awful, right? Bad enough to make you stay a virgin…]  

[Even an older ‘player’ woman is fine! Heck, I’d beg on my knees!]  

[I mean, I’ll probably just stay a virgin until I die…]  

Those words from my old male friends, laughing bitterly, blurred in my mind.  

Maybe here, the ones who felt that way were girls.  

“Alright.”  

“R-really?!”  

And so, I nodded.  

I didn’t necessarily want to take someone else’s “first time”. There was still hesitation.  

But when a girl asked you so desperately, how could I say no?  

If it was something they truly wanted, then…  

“I’m free right now if you are.”  

“Ah! Uh, I-I think they’re both free too! They’re probably playing games together at home…”  

“Perfect timing.”  

“Um, one of them is… pretty chubby, though…”  

“That’s fine. I don’t care about that.”  

“!” 

The clear liquid in her glass was already gone, and so was her hesitation.  

She placed her empty glass on the table and stood up.  

“Oh, wait.”  

“Yes?”  

“Before that, I need to stop somewhere first.”  

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{18+ Section Ahead.}

“…” (Fidgeting.)  

“Alright, let’s do this (sixteen and strolling in like it’s nothing).”  

The shop I wanted to visit was none other than Shiina Bookstore.  

In my old world, I used to come here with friends sometimes.  

It sold adult goods. We’d never actually use the stuff—just buy it as a joke.  

Thinking about it stung a little, but this time, I was here for practical reasons.  

“Oh, found it. This is it.”  

“Huh?”  

One couldn’t really find these at regular drugstores.  

Condoms for men.  

They looked the same as in my old world. What a relief!  

“Let’s see… as for lotion, this individually packaged one looks good.”  

“It’s like the ketchup packets you get at convenience stores…”  

“True.”  

I also tossed a warming lotion into the basket.  

Science was amazing!  

“…But isn’t the condom supposed to be worn by the woman? That’s unfair!”  

“Sure, but Yuuka, you were struggling with it so much last time.”  

“…”  

The memory came flooding back.  

Back then, Rika-san had to help her out.  

Even though I’d completely lost my self-control, some part of my brain still understood that protection wasn’t optional.  

I remembered waiting—holding back—until she managed to get it on.  

“I’m used to it.”  

“!!”  

“Last time, we didn’t have any, so you had to do it yourself.”  

“A-amazing.”  

“That’s what it means to be a ‘slut’ (even though I was a virgin until recently).”  

Back in middle school, I practiced putting one on, even though I didn’t have a partner.  

When my friends started saying they’d “graduated”, I wanted to join in too.  

Of course, I stayed a virgin the whole time (what a depressing memory).  

…Some memories were better forgotten.  

The trick was to avoid using your nails and to double-check which side was correct.  

Thanks, Past Me! Your practice is proving useful!  

“But why the lotion…?”  

“Some girls’ bodies are just more comfortable with it (a shallow piece of wisdom I got from the internet).”  

“You’re putting in that much effort?”  

She tilted her head in confusion.  

“If someone’s first time is awful, they’ll carry that with them, right?”  

“Well, yeah, I suppose…”  

“Think about it. Someday, you’ll be with someone you truly care for, and this will be part of your future together.”  

“…Will that really happen?”  

“It will, for sure.”  

I spoke while holding a box of condoms.  

Everyone should have more confidence in themselves! (Not that I did.)  

“If the memory is of pain or discomfort, their body might put up mental barriers afterward. Probably.”  

“…I guess that makes sense.”  

“I hate the idea of that happening.”  

“…?”  

“Even as a ‘slut’, I have some standards. Anyway, I’ll buy these.”  

She still seemed unsure, but I left her behind and walked toward the register.  

In this world, her reaction was probably the normal one.  

But I didn’t want to get used to it. I didn’t want to normalize this.  

Even in a reversed world, taking someone’s “first time” came with responsibility.  

“Let me take your items. Would you like them wrapped in a paper bag?”  

“No, thanks. I’ll be using them right away.”  

“!! Y-yes, understood… That will be 600 yen.” 

“I’ll pay with this.”  

The cashier froze for a second.  

Did something happen?  

“…Huh. Naughty, aren’t you?”  

“Excuse me?”  

“Nothing at all. Here’s your receipt. Thank you for your purchase~”  

I could’ve sworn she muttered something under her breath!  

The cashier had quite the personality—but hey, I guess she was unique.  

I stuffed the items into my bag and left the register.  

“…Hmm.”  

A swimsuit, lotion, and condoms.  

Yeah, that was quite the combination.  

“Sorry to keep you waiting—wait, what?”  

“…” (Sniffling.)  

Why was Yuuka suddenly getting a nosebleed?