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 79: She Keeps Glancing at Me
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- 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 79: She Keeps Glancing at Me
Chapter 79: She Keeps Glancing at Me
I asked Hina to keep both my illness and the fact that she sent me photos a secret from our classmates, and she promised to do so.
If serious girls like Kogarasu or the reserved Iwashimizu found out about my illness, persistent erection syndrome, they would likely offer their full assistance during my erections, citing the illness as a reason to do something.
Especially in Iwashimizu’s case, with her caring nature and hidden perverted knowledge, she might genuinely offer any kind of service, which could be dangerous. It might even be better if they thought my erections were simply due to sexual desire.
It was a difficult choice between bearing the stigma of being a perverted guy who gets erections anywhere and anytime, or having my chastity threatened despite it being a medical condition.
For now, I decided to keep it a secret between Hina and me, as I’ve been getting along well with my classmates so far, and I didn’t want to stir up any strange excitement.
When I muttered, “A secret just between the two of us,” Hina smiled mischievously, and I felt like patting her head (but I didn’t).
Unlike the previous two days, the third day of my school life passed without any major incidents. We had lunch together without any issues (and the portions were normal), and I was able to welcome the weekend.
The end-of-term tests would start next Monday, but surprisingly, Sakurajima-senpai seemed quite relaxed, and we decided to go camera shopping together as planned on Sunday.
So, I spent Saturday studying for the tests and training.
Regarding the funds for the camera, I planned to use the money I received as a gift from my relatives when I was discharged from the hospital.
Some of my relatives gave me a little extra when they found out that I had fallen into a river and damaged my new digital single-lens reflex camera, so I had enough money to buy a decent used model.
And so, Sunday arrived. It was a clear, sunny day on March 5th.
I was supposed to meet Sakurajima-senpai at the south exit of the station at 10 am, so I decided to leave early to make sure I wasn’t late.
I didn’t want to keep a girl waiting, and Sakurajima-senpai has a cute, boyish charm, so I didn’t want her to have an unpleasant experience like being hit on by strangers.
I wore skinny pants and a white shirt, with a black shoulder pouch containing a folded eco-bag in case I needed extra space for any purchases.
It was a bit of a walk from my house to the station, so I strolled leisurely. The cherry blossoms in this area usually bloom in late March, so it seemed too early for them.
I noticed that the women passing by kept glancing at me as I walked, and I arrived at the station.
I was about 30 minutes early, so I decided to pass the time by searching for camera shops in the area on my smartphone.





































