I was cuckolded by my childhood friend, but I want to create a harem in a world where chastity is reversed and be happy.

Chapter 61: Were You Busy?

Morning classes had ended, and I felt confident about the upcoming test.

In my previous world, my ranking among the first-year students was actually in the single digits to the tens.

Hmm? … It seems that some people are surprised, but in reality, my grades weren’t that bad bad. I sometimes made careless mistakes, like including 1 in prime numbers, but overall, I did well.

Even when Hina started keeping her distance from me in middle school, I still studied hard to make sure I could get into the same high school as her. I aimed to get higher scores than her, and my efforts paid off as my grades improved.

In the end, I lowered my standards by one rank to apply to this school to match Hina’s level. Even when my junior high school teacher told me that I could aim for one more rank, or even two if I tried harder, my top choice was still this high school where Hina was going.

After entering high school, I continued to strive to be an honor student so that I could have a little more say when it came to protecting Hina.

From June onwards, I couldn’t let my grades slip and have people blame Hina for my decline in performance, just because we were dating.

That’s why I’ve always worked hard, and I’m not too worried about my test scores.

When I entered my room in this world (by the way, I need to check if there are any photos of Yuuki in the pictures that Tatara Kyousuke took), I was shocked to see how low my grades were.

So, for this test, even though my grades will drop because I missed some classes, I think I’ll still do better than the previous Tatara Kyousuke, and I’m not too concerned about it.

I sense that readers may think of me as a stalker or too obsessive, but doing all this for Hina was a breeze, so I don’t see myself in that negative light.

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The bell rang, signaling the start of lunch break, and everyone started buzzing with activity. Just as I was about to invite Yuuki to the cafeteria, Kogarasu approached me.

“I brought a bento. Won’t you eat with me, Tatara Kyousuke… or should I say, my husband?”

“Wait a minute… I appreciate the bento, but the husband part is wrong. Didn’t I turn you down properly yesterday morning?”

“Oh, come on. First, let’s eat together, then take a bath, and then it’ll be my turn to shine, right?”

Kogarasu, the prime honor student, has gone a full circle and become weird now? She must have picked up some wrong ideas about married life from someone.

“You ate lunch that the Himekawa from the neighboring class made, so it’s not like you dislike homemade bentos from others, right?” Kogarasu said.

So, she saw me having lunch with Hina yesterday…

“As I said before, I appreciate the bento. Thank you. Now, then…” Just as I was about to reply,

“Kyochin, Ero-Shisho is here again today~”

Marukawa, the airhead, called out to me from the classroom entrance. Hina was standing next to her, saying things like, “Stop calling me that, it’s embarrassing.”

“Ah, Himekawa-san… You came again today?”

“Y-Yeah… Mom told me to bring lunch for you too. Were you busy?”

Hina, with a flushed face, handed me a bento. Was she embarrassed because Marukawa had teased her as Ero-Shisho?

It’s not that I was busy, but now that Hina is here, I have two bentos in front of me, and this could turn into a troublesome situation.

Just then, the class representative came to my rescue.

“Ahaha… You’re in a pinch, aren’t you, Kyochin? Actually, I also made an extra bento, so I want you to eat it. Let’s all eat together Ero-shi… Hina-chan, let’s all eat with Tatara Kyousuke.”

In the end, we pushed our desks together and had a group lunch.

“Oh, Tatara-kun, Mom put a letter inside the bento bag. She said to read it and give her a reply.

She was talking about QOL improvement or something… Do you want to read it first?”

Following Hina’s suggestion, I picked up the sealed letter that was inside the bento bag. It was unusually securely glued and even had a wax seal (or what they call a fūin).

I took the scissors from my desk and snipped open the envelope. After glancing at the letter inside, I held my head in my hands.