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

[So, that great hero Koharu-sama-sama-sama, about that rumor’s truth…]

[Ah… that?]

[You know! That convenience store thing… not that I was expecting anything…]

[…]

[?]

[It’s… a secret!]

[!?!?!?!?!?]

[…Well, I’m heading to school.]

[Wait a min–]]

—Click

Morning. After the phone call with my friend, I put on my uniform and headed to school.

When I opened the front door, there was—

“Yo, loser… !?”

“?”

As usual, Shota was waiting at the entrance, even though I frequently told him not to come.

“S-something happened, didn’t it!”

“That’s none of your business, Shota, is it?”

His face changed color. I was just the same as always. A plain girl in uniform, plain hair, no accessories. Only one thing was different—

“That, on your neck…”

“Just a bug bite. You’re noisy.”

—”Please… put it here…”—

—”Eh? Are you sure? It’ll leave a mark.”—

—”That’s exactly why I want it.”—

Last night, in an uncharacteristically seductive voice… I begged him for that “bug bite”.

“…! What’s going on!”

Shota wasn’t mocking me as usual. He didn’t follow me either, just stood there frozen.

“Y-you’re just a loser. It can’t be true…!”

Those words that usually annoyed me now sounded somehow weak. So I just walked toward school, I no longer cared about him.

****

After school.

As usual, I headed to the convenience store for my part-time job.

“I’m coming in!”

“S-Sato-kun, thanks for today… ah.”

“This? Haha, looks like I got bitten pretty badly.” (avoiding eye contact)

“Ah, I see! Sato-kun, you often get bug bites, so I bought this. Want to apply it?”

“Eh? Is that okay?”

What a nice person the manager was. If only she didn’t direct such impure gazes at my nape…

I’d heard about this in my previous world. Women could easily tell when men were staring at them. I never thought I’d understand that firsthand.

Well, it couldn’t be helped. The manager must be stressed too, we even had that weird complaint yesterday.

Asking to “Heat up my bottled drink (angry)”—that was obviously impossible…

“Since there aren’t any customers… Manager, could you apply it?”

“…”

She died.

“I-i-is that really okay?”

“I mean, I’m the one asking here…”

“Ah. Y-you’re right!”

Such heavy breathing! Your glasses are fogging up, Manager. Is the humidity high? It’s too early for rainy season!

…Well, the manager was always good to me, so it was fine. This world was seriously messed up if this counted as a reward.

On the flip side, I had to be careful about my appearance or I’d be seen as an “indecent” man.

If my underwear showed when I bent over… instant “slut” label.

Oh, give me a break. Right, I’m already a slut anyway (invincible).

“I-I’ll apply it.”

“Go ahead.”

“Is… is this okay?”

“Thank you. Well, I’ll go stock the shelves~”

“Thank you as well! …This is… the feel of Sato-kun’s nape…”

Hey, I can hear you! That’s seriously creepy! I’m drawing the line!

The manager was 25 years old, I hoped she found someone soon instead of getting used to guys like me. I planned to help out here while I was still a high school student… but after that, who knew.

“I’ll take responsibility!” was usually what girls said in this world, the same with proposals.

I hoped she, too, could someday find the courage to say that to someone she loved (who was I to say that?).

Ding ding ding

“Welcome~”

“W-welcome!”

Like yesterday, I left the register to the manager and focused on stocking & display.

Being near a girls’ high school, I mainly did this to avoid sexual harassment from female customers. Or rather, the manager made me do it.

At first, I was frozen in confusion. They seriously said things like “Can I take you out too? (lol)” I wasn’t personally bothered, rather I felt happy about it, but…

It just caused congestion at the register. That was why the manager now handled it.

Ding ding ding

However, the after-school club rush began. Well, naturally, I had to help at the register then—

“—Waiting customers, please come to this register~”

“!!!”

“Ah…”

Why were almost all the high school girls coming to my register! The manager was troubled…

“How old are you, Onii-san?”

“That’s a secret. Let’s see, one Mintea will be 110 yen. Next customer please~”

“So cold~”

Shut up, this wasn’t a host club! By the way, host clubs in this world normally had male servers.

What was with the “host boy”? That sounded terrible!

“I’ll take your items~”

“Do you use LUIN?”

“My phone’s broken (total lie). One Lipton will be 210 yen. Yes, e-pay is fine. Next customer please~”

I wish they had manners like Koharu. …Though getting a dogeza would be troubling in its own way…

“I’ll take your items~”

While handling the register, I thought about Koharu and the shadow of the boy who insulted her.

I had a bad feeling about it. In this world’s terms, a “man’s intuition”. What was that anyway?

…Well, it should be fine.

****

A line eventually formed at the register (because customers kept talking), and it took time to handle them all. Once they lined up, it was hard to leave, so I ended up dealing with everyone. I was exhausted.

There are plenty of men in this big wide world. Go to them instead. Don’t waste your time with a slut like me.

“Ah, I’m tired… The rush hour is finally over.”

“Sorry, Sato-kun…”

“No no, it’s not your fault, Manager.”

7 PM.

At this hour, only office ladies (or “salarywoman”, shortened to “riman”) and local residents came in.

There were other convenience stores nearby, so it got pretty quiet.

“I’ll go clean up~”

“Okay, thanks!”

I wanted some fresh air, so I told the manager and went outside. With a broom and dustpan, of course.

“It’s weird how I don’t feel like cleaning at home, but I’m fine with cleaning at work…” I muttered while sweeping fallen leaves and used cigarettes into the dustpan. So dirty, really. It made cleaning satisfying.

“Whoa, that was close.”

I noticed an empty can littered in the parking lot and rushed over to grab it.

What if a car ran over it, seriously—

“—Uuu…”

Huh, did I just hear someone crying?

Ah, someone was there. By the short convenience store sign was a single shadow.

“Um, is something wro—!?”

“Eh, ah…”

When I called out, I saw that tear-stained face was—

“…Koharu?”