Chastity Reversed: Part-Time Life by the All-Girls High School - Chapter 82: High School Boy Joins the Fray!
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High School Boy Joins the Fray!
“…Nope. This is hopeless.”
“Yeah…”
In the girls’ restroom, the three of them had gathered in front of the mirror for an emergency summit.
That sounded cooler than “toilet meeting.”
“Sorry, Yuuka. I never thought they’d lose interest that hard.”
“Who would’ve guessed the only guy who was enthusiastic would call out sick?”
“Seriously. We even doped ourselves up for this.”
“And they barely drank. Give me back my liver tonic!”
“Haha…”
“Still, wasn’t that awful?”
“They were acting like there weren’t even any girls there.”
“I swear they only came because they thought they’d get free food.”
“Dammit… I shouldn’t have bragged that I’d cover the whole bill…”
The other two drooped lower and lower. The complaints did not stop. The whole thing had become a wake.
“By the way, weren’t you gone for a while too, Yuuka?”
“Yeah. That was a long bathroom break.”
“Ah… well…”
“What is it?”
“Quit dragging it out.”
They smacked me lightly while fixing their hair.
“He said he’ll come…”
“Who?” both of them said at once.
“The guy I mentioned.”
“…Wasn’t that imaginary?”
“You weren’t hallucinating a high school boy because you were too desperate, were you?”
“………”
My timing was bad, but they were only this irritable because tonight had gone so badly.
Then her phone chimed.
“Ah. He says he’s here.”
“Seriously…?”
“He better not be some gorilla-looking guy.”
The message said: I’m by the register.
When she stepped out of the restroom–
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
“!? S-Sora-san… you feel different somehow.”
“It’s a mixer at an izakaya, so I put on makeup to look at least a little like a college student. What do you think?”
“…Y-you look sexy.”
“Why, thank you.”
The makeup was darker than usual, a little more mature. His long bangs were styled to one side with wax, but a few strands hung over his eyes this time.
He had already had more sex appeal than any high schooler had a right to. Tonight it had doubled.
“Huh?”
“What?”
“Name’s Sora. I’m Yuuka’s friend. Nice to meet you.”
“…”
“…”
“Seriously?”
“That’s what I said. I can’t drink, so keep that in mind.”
“R-right…”
“This way, please!”
“You don’t have to be that polite.”
The two girls had definitely forgotten he was still in high school.
“!?”
“Who’s this?”
“I’m Sora. Heard you needed a guy, so I came.”
“Huh?”
“You really just said that…”
“What? Isn’t that why you’re here too? This is a mixer, right?”
The two college boys recoiled. The moment Sora sat down and said that, their impression of him tanked.
“…What, is he starved for women or something?”
“He’s fired up…”
At least their spirits seemed higher now.
“Ah, how much do I owe? I can’t just freeload for dinner.”
“If it’s you, Sora-san, it’s free!”
“Honestly, we’d pay you to be here!”
…
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“What do you do on your days off, Sora-san?”
“Play games, watch movies. You?”
“I’ve been busy with my basketball circle lately. Feels like it’s basketball every day.”
“Nice. What position?”
“Shooting guard… You know basketball?”
“You’re a scorer, right? So you’re good at shooting.”
“! Y-yeah, exactly. They even call me Fujieda of the Three-Point Shot–“
The guy beside him was having a great time. The miserable atmosphere had vanished the moment Sora arrived.
“More like Offering Fujieda. You keep forcing threes and losing every rebound.”
“Hey, don’t say that!”
“Haha. That’s good.”
Even while getting roasted, he looked thrilled. Definitely an M.
Sora was hitting it off with the two seated nearby. Meanwhile, the other two guys had gone completely silent.
“…”
“…”
Worse than before. And somehow sulky too.
That “pay attention to me” aura.
Do your best, Yuuka.
I didn’t fully understand it. But I had to try.
He had gone this far to set the stage for her.
“U-um… what are your hobbies…?”
“…”
“…”
“Your… hobbies…”
“Hm?”
“What?”
“S-sorry, never mind…”
No, impossible. They had been glaring at me the whole time.
“…Wait. That voice…”
“Come to think of it, what was your last name again?”
“Eh…?”
“Saito, right?”
“? Yes.”
“The uncommon kanji Saito?”
“That’s right, but…”
I hadn’t given my last name tonight. And these guys were from an all-boys college, so there should not have been any connection.
“We were in the same high school class in second year.”
“Ohh, that Saito. Yeah, I remember you.”
“Huh? Ah… were you Kiritani-kun and Harada-kun…?”
“Yep. Took you long enough.”
“Well, you never talked to us.”
What a twist. Running into old classmates here of all places.
To be fair, she had barely spoken to boys in high school, so no wonder she had not recognized them.
“Um… how’s everyone from class doing?”
“Pfft. What’s with that question?”
“Remember Kurumiya? She already had a kid.”
“What…?”
“Fastest graduation ever.”
“It sucks that she can’t come hang out anymore.”
“Everyone’s really moving on…”
Then the two girls called out.
“We’re going to the bathroom for a sec.”
With a gesture from them, the three girls stood up together.
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“Yuuka, you’re today’s MVP.”
“I didn’t know a high school boy with that kind of energy really existed.”
“Looks like your side was having fun.”
“Totally. We already exchanged LUINs.”
“Right? Unlike those other two, he’s the best!”
…I’d been thinking it all night, but Sora-san really was too easygoing. At this rate, some terrible woman was going to snatch him up someday.
“?”
“What’s wrong?”
“N-no, nothing.”
No. Bad. I couldn’t start thinking about Sora-san right now.
“Anyway. About what happens next.”
“Yeah. I figured.”
“How about the two of us go with Sora-san, and you take those two guys?”
“Huh?”
“Honestly, those two have no intention of talking to us, right?”
“That’s true…”
They had spent the whole time either saying nothing or only talking to each other.
“Then it’s settled.”
“We’re heading to the basketball court now.”
Girls were creatures that wanted to show their best side to boys. I was no different.
But she had not shown Sora-san anything good at all.
No. Wrong. I had to stop thinking about him.
…Today. Today for sure, she would change.
“Got it. I’ll just enjoy having flowers in both arms over here.”
“Oooh.”
“Look at you talking big.”





































