I Came to a World Where the Concept of Chastity is Reversed, so I Tried to Change my Job to a Playboy, but the Interference is Intense. Please Help me. - Chapter 195: Even I Can’t Handle This…
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Chapter 195: Even I Can’t Handle This…
During class, I signed the magazines the chairman gave me and handed them to Nanahashi-sensei.
My signature got better with practice, and I think the last of the ten was pretty good.
Homeroom ended, and I went home as usual.
I got some stares from passersby on the way, but that’s pretty normal.
When I got home, a ton of magazines had arrived, and Umi was carefully opening them.
“They were left at the door, so I brought them in. Onii-chan, I heard you’re practicing your signature? Sign mine too!”
Word of the signatures had somehow reached Umi, so I signed hers… which led to Shigure and Sakura asking for signatures too.
Then the talk reached Mother and the others when they got home, so I signed theirs as well.
Compared to the start, my signature’s gotten pretty good.
Tomorrow, I promised to sign for Sanbi, Alice, and Kyoka, but who knows how many people will ask for one…
Nah, I’m getting my hopes up.
I practiced, so I’d like to sign some, but it’ll probably just be a few classmates.
That night, I signed a copy for the auction bet with Shigure and went to bed.
The next day.
It’s the usual morning, heading to school.
Nothing’s different… nothing’s different… noth—wait, why are so many people staring!?
And the closer I get to school, the more non-students I see—
“Hey, isn’t that him?”
“…It’s him! Just like on ‘Witter’!”
“Thank you, SNS!”
“The photos were great, but he’s cool in person too…”
“Go talk to him!”
“What!?”
“Don’t you want a handshake or a two-shot!?”
“I do… Um, excuse me!”
…Is my info spreading on ‘Witter’?
“…Yuki, we’re running.”
“Yuki-kun, dash!”
“Huh!? Wait!?”
Shigure and Sakura grab my arms, and we sprint toward school.
As we run, it feels like there are more non-students than students around.
We reach the school gate, where a crowd’s gathered.
Teachers and student council members, including the president, are handling the mob.
I can’t make out the crowd’s chatter, but the student council’s loud voices reach my ears.
“This is a school, so non-students, please leave!”
“You’re blocking student access, so disperse!”
“Only school personnel beyond this point!”
Amid the shouts, I lock eyes with the student council president… Sarina.
“!! All units, protect the VIP!”
Sarina shouts, and the student council members spot me, surrounding me.
“Morning, Sari—‘Hurry up and run to the school building!’—Got it.”
With the student council forming a barrier, the crowd notices me—
“Kyaa! It’s him, it’s him!”
“Look this way! Show us that smile from the photos!”
“Tell us your name!”
“Make me your slave!”
The student council blocks the swarming girls.
We push through to the school grounds, barely slipping through—or so I thought.
“There he is! That first-year!”
“Hey! Can we take a photo together?”
“Sign! Give me a signature!”
“Make me your wife!”
Beyond the gate, a mob of schoolgirls awaits.
Not just ten or twenty—maybe a hundred?
“…For now, we’ll get Yuki-kun to the classroom!”
“““Understood!”””
Surrounded by the student council, we force our way through the girls, past the shoe lockers, down the hall, and finally into the classroom.
“““Haa…”””
The student council members, having delivered me, look exhausted, shoulders slumped.
“Uh… sorry, and thank you.”
“It’s fine. You’ll owe the student council one.”
Sarina, worn out, gives me a wry smile.
“It’s not over yet.”
“Huh?”
Shigure points toward the hallway… where a crowd has formed, girls plastered against the classroom windows, staring at us.
I feel like an animal in a zoo.
“Even I can’t handle this…”
Sarina, likely guessing the crowd size from the situation, looks defeated.
“…Alright! Let’s hold a signing session until morning homeroom!”
Clank!
Clank…?
I look at my hand—handcuffs.
Shigure’s the culprit.
“No way we’re letting you.”
Sakura starts wrapping chains around me.
“Yuki-kun, bad!”
“…Do we need chains?”
“Absolutely. To keep you from doing anything stupid.”
“If you start signing for one, stopping halfway will cause a riot.”
“So, student council president, we’re tying Yuki up, so handle that crowd.”
“Haa… I’ll guard the classroom entrance. Can someone get a teacher?”
“Ehh? I have to go through that crowd?”
“Student council president’s orders.”
“Abusing authority… ugh, fine…”
Sarina-senpai sends a student council member to fetch a teacher.
“Yuki-kun.”
“Yeah?”
“We can’t manage you until you get home, so figure something out.”
“Can’t we just hold a signing session to calm it down?”
“Maybe in school, if we stretch it a thousand steps, but what about the outsiders? There’ll probably be more by evening.”
…What do I do?





































