I Thought It Was a World Where Chastity Norms Were Reversed, But It Turns Out I Was Just Surrounded by the Overly Intense Girls in My Class

Chapter 5: Something Is Fatally Wrong with Yukimi-san

“Would you… play one game with me?”

I, a guy reincarnated into a world where ideas about chastity are completely reversed, was facing the greatest crisis of my high school life on only the second day.

In the provisional shogi club room. On the sacred tatami floor.

My classmate had cornered me while showing her underwear and blushing bright red.

“That… has to mean something totally different, right?”

—Play one game together.

That was supposed to mean “Let’s play a game of shogi.”

At least that’s how I understood it, and back in my previous life, both at the shogi dojo I attended and in the shogi club, that one phrase was always enough for people to get it.

Yet here she was, dressed in a completely shameless way.

“No! I mean exactly what the words say!”

She leaned in close, wearing an outfit that had nothing to do with a shogi board.

What on earth was going on?

A sweet scent tickled my nose and scrambled my thoughts.
When I looked straight at her, those moist eyes were so beautiful my heart nearly leaped out of my chest.

“First move wins!”

Her breath brushed my cheek and sent shivers down my spine.

Her hand darted to my tie, gracefully and slowly loosening it.

It felt exactly like the prelude to something between a man and a woman…

“Huh?”

This was beyond unnatural.

Where did shogi go?

My brain couldn’t keep up with the situation.
There was no time to stay calm; right after the tie, Yukimi started undoing the buttons of my shirt.

“Um… what are you doing?”

I couldn’t help asking.

“I have made my resolve.”

That wasn’t an answer at all.

“Oh… I see…”

She might actually be beyond saving.

“It’s just one game…”

“Precisely because it is one game!”

She declared with fierce eyes. The sheer intensity radiating from her turned the air in the room razor-sharp.

Maybe she’s the type who can’t concentrate on shogi unless her tie is off?

I’ve seen pro players loosen or remove their ties at critical moments, so technically she isn’t wrong, but…
Something was fatally off.

“Isn’t this a little too much intensity for just one casual game?”

“Of course it is! It’s my very first game ever. Of course I’m nervous!”

“Ah, so Yukimi-san really is a complete beginner after all.”

I had suspected as much.

But the atmosphere she was giving off was so heavy I had briefly mistaken her for an experienced player.

“Beginners are totally welcome, of course.”

Everyone starts as a beginner. Once she discovers how fun shogi is, she’ll pick up the rules in no time.

That aside, I couldn’t figure out why she was staring at me with such burning passion.

For a beginner, her gaze had way too much pressure—enough that I almost thought she had a dan rank.

While I was wondering about that, she suddenly asked me,

“Tatsuya-san, have you… played games with other people too?”

“Nah, not in real life. Only online.”

To be precise, in this world.

In my previous life I played with club members and people at the dojo, but ever since coming here I’ve only played internet shogi.

I tried to answer honestly, but…

“Online? Please explain what that means!”

For some reason her eyes went wide with shock, and she grabbed both my shoulders and shook me hard.

“So you’ve been playing with tons of random women on the internet!?”

“Well, ‘playing together’ is accurate, yeah.”

“With just one person?”

“No, obviously not just one.”

“N-not just one…!?”

Of course not—it’s online shogi.

Yet Yukimi somehow took that in the worst way possible and started muttering discontentedly, “Cheating scum…”

I leaned in to hear better, and she suddenly yelled at the top of her lungs.

“No! Absolutely not! I will never allow you to play with tons of random women!”

Hey, “tons of random women” is a really awful way to put it…

“Actually, I think most of them are guys.”

“With men!?”

I was trying to clear things up, but for some reason her face turned to pure horror, mouth hanging open.

Maybe in a world where gender ratios are reversed, playing shogi with guys is super rare?

Still, that reaction was a bit much…

“So that’s the kind of hobby you have?”

“Hobby?”

“You enjoy playing with men?”

“Of course not! I’d obviously prefer to play with girls!”

That’s only natural—my dream is to play shogi with a girl!

“But there aren’t any…”

“I’m right here!”

She shouted, half-furious.

“I’m right in front of you! Stop playing with guys just because you don’t have a girl to play with!”

“Okay okay, I got it, so please stop shaking me?”

My head was spinning from the force of it. Any more and I’d get dizzy.

“Sorry. I got a little carried away.”

She let go of my shoulders, gave a delicate cough, and blushed with embarrassment—which was admittedly cute, except she was still in a state that had zero to do with shogi, so the whole scene felt insanely out of place.

“Could you at first put your clothes back on?”

“Are you running away before we even fight? You said you wanted to play a game with a girl, didn’t you?”

“Sure, if I could. But there aren’t any, so…”

“I’m right here!”

She shook me again. My vision literally started swimming.

“No matter how desperate you are for an opponent, playing with guys is improper! No! Absolutely not, Tatsuya-san!”

While my eyes spun, she kept desperately repeating “No!” with deadly serious eyes.

How can she get this fired up over it…
I was only complaining that I had no one to play with…

Is this her kindness? Or something else?

Either way, there was only one thing I could say right now.

“Can you please put your clothes on?”

“Very well! I understand perfectly!”

She clearly understood nothing, but she finally kicked off her indoor shoes, letting her slender legs show from under her skirt.

Then she stood tall on the tatami and declared with fierce pride:

“In that case, I shall bare my skin and soul for this battle!”

“For real?”

Is she finally ready to actually play shogi?

That hope lasted about two seconds.

“…Huh?”

She started slowly unbuttoning her blouse again, revealing her full breasts coming into view with an overwhelming presence that completely shattered her refined image.

That presence was fatally incompatible with shogi—

“STOP UNDRESSING!”

“I said I would bare myself!”

“That’s not what the phrase means…”

“Baring skin” isn’t supposed to be literal!

Yukimi-san was fatally misunderstood something crucial.

—This is bad.

If this keeps going, I’m gonna get attacked while dizzy and it’ll be game over in the worst way possible.

And in this world, that probably means getting locked up, dignity obliterated, or something even more nightmarish.

I absolutely had to avoid that at all costs.

—I’ll look for an opening and bolt.

In a reversed-chastity world, the trick to survival is running away.