In a Chastity-Reversed World, I Posted My Fetishes on a Secret Account, and Somehow the Beautiful Girls in My Class Started Reenacting Them ~ About How My Alt Account Is Being Watched by the Beautiful Girls in My Class~ - 3

Chapter 3: Beware of Your First Love Letter

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It was after I had finished dinner as usual and returned to my room. The notification sound on my phone—which was recently becoming something of a trauma for me—rang out. I timidly reached out for my smartphone and peeked at the screen.

『You have a new follower.』

An SNS notification was displayed on the screen. A new follower? I wondered who it could be. With that thought, I tapped the notification, and an account I didn’t recognize popped up.

The name of the account was “Kohaku-chan ♡.” The profile was a bit unusual, with an icon of a piece of amber. As I scrolled through the screen…

『I’m feeling so horny again today ♡』

『I want to touch a boy soon ♡』

『Am I not good enough? ♡』

A string of posts followed, all accompanied by hashtags like “I want to connect with secret account boys.” Apparently, she was a girl with a secret account, just like me. However, looking closely, the account still had zero followers. Perhaps it was a newly created account, since the dates on the posts were all quite recent as well.

Even so, I couldn’t help but feel that this world really was different from my original one. In my previous life, even if it were a new account, a girl with a secret account would gain followers instantly. But this was a reverse-chastity world.

Girls were strictly the ones who “hunted,” and they weren’t the ones being chased. I felt like my sense of common sense was glitching, but I had no choice but to accept that this was just how things were. Without thinking too much about it, I followed her back and started considering the content for today’s post.

Come to speak of it, a racy anime that aired recently definitely featured a boy who wasn’t wearing underwear. From my perspective, it was a bit gross, but it seemed to be very popular among girls.

I felt like I could finally understand why girls in my previous life held such a grudge against erotic anime. Those things were stuffed full of male desires. From the perspective of the same gender, it must be unbearable.

However, the story changed when it came to girls. The boys in this world had no interest in girls’ underwear, but unfortunately for me, I had memories of my previous life. And so, for today’s post—

『Girls who wear their skirts as short as possible even though they aren’t wearing any panties are so cute, aren’t they?』

That was what I settled on.

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After arriving at school, I went to the entrance to change into my indoor shoes. When I opened my shoe locker, a single pink envelope was placed neatly on top of my shoes. I froze.

No matter how I looked at it, this was a love letter, right? Who was it addressed to?

Me? No, no way, that’s impossible! But, well.

Look, this was a reverse-chastity world, so maybe there was a chance, you know? I hurriedly stuffed the envelope into my bag and ran into the classroom. Once I reached my desk, I confirmed that no one was watching before opening the letter.

The reason I called it a letter here instead of a love letter was insurance, so I wouldn’t be hurt if my expectations were subverted.

『To Fujimiya-kun,

I’ll be waiting for you on the roof after school ♡

Onodera』

I hurriedly darted my gaze toward Kashiwagi-san. The one chatting with Kashiwagi-san was her best friend, Kohaku Onodera. She usually stayed in Kashiwagi-san’s shadow and didn’t stand out, but she was quite the beauty.

If Kashiwagi-san was like the sun, then Onodera-san was like the moon—shining quietly beside her. Her long black hair reached down to her waist in a straight line; perhaps because it was so well-maintained, it flowed smoothly as it caught the light. She wasn’t flashy, yet she possessed a mysterious charm that somehow drew the eye.

Her eyes were usually somewhat downcast, and she was the type who didn’t show much emotion. Her expression didn’t change as rapidly as Kashiwagi-san’s and she always carried an air of composure.

Could it be… Onodera-san…?

“―!?”

Perhaps noticing my gaze, Onodera-san looked over here for a split second and softened her expression. Could it be that Onodera-san really wrote a love letter to me? At that moment, I was doing everything I could just to suppress the fluttering in my chest.

After school, seeing that everyone had cleared out of the classroom, I hurriedly dashed up the stairs. I ran so hard that I was breathing heavily. The moment I pushed open the door to the roof, a cool breeze brushed against my cheek. With the sky stretching out beyond the fence as her backdrop, Onodera-san stood there quietly.

Her long black hair swayed in the wind, glowing faintly in the sunlight.

“You came.”

Noticing me, Onodera-san spoke in a voice as clear as glass.

“…Ah, yeah.”

As I nodded while catching my breath, Onodera-san slowly walked toward me. Her footsteps were modest, yet strangely, I felt like the distance between us closed in an instant.

Thump, thump. 

I could feel my heart racing. For someone like me who had never been confessed to by a girl, including in my previous life, this situation felt like a daydream.

“I’ve realized something recently…”

Onodera-san began, sounding a bit hesitant. The air grew tense. I was certain that Onodera-san was about to confess to me.

Should I accept? Or should I refuse? I didn’t know Onodera-san very well. But…

“I just can’t stop thinking about it…”

“U-Uh-huh.”

I let out a gulp. However, at that moment, a breeze blew through like a prank from a goddess who couldn’t read the room. And beneath Onodera-san’s skirt, which had been flipped up by the wind, was nothing but bare, flesh-colored skin—

“Oh my, you found out… ♡”

“E-Eh!?”

As I stood there frozen, Onodera-san looked up at me from below with a broad, beaming smile.

“Nice to meet you, Haruto-kun ♡”

Why? Why? Why did Onodera-san know my secret account’s name…?!

At that time, I didn’t know…

That Onodera-san’s hidden side was something so terrifying.

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