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~ - 5

Chapter 5: I Didn’t Sign Up for a Love Triangle Over Panties!

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I lay sprawled out on my bed, holding Onodera-san’s panties high in the air. As I brought my nose close to them, a sweet and sour scent pierced through my nasal passages. What a luscious fragrance. I felt the core of my body tremble. Men in this world found women’s underwear disgusting. However, since I possessed memories of my past life, Onodera-san’s panties were practically a family heirloom to me.

I never imagined that quiet and reserved beauty would be such a pervert, so I was completely put off at first, but thinking about it now, it was an unexpected windfall.

“But still…”

It was awkward. Extremely awkward. Since I had accepted the panties from Onodera-san, I wondered what kind of face I should make when I went to school tomorrow.

I had learned about Onodera-san’s true nature. That meant that from now on, I would be seized by chills every time I looked at her.

“Even so, though…”

The image that kept coming back to me was the pink mingling with Onodera-san’s skin tone. The smooth curves, and that single straight line. It had only been for an instant, but it was burned into my eyes. I felt my heart leap. My heart pulsed—thump-thump. For a man of this world, it would be at a level worth reporting to the police, but for me, it was nothing but a feast for the eyes.

But I was scared. Onodera-san was scary. Just when I thought she was approaching quietly, she would suddenly start laughing in a bouncy voice, which made me feel terrified. I even felt the illusion that my physical safety was at risk. That beaming smile looked like the kind that could end my life if I made one wrong move.

“I feel like I’m going to cry…”

At first, I was elated, thinking it was a confession. Instead, I was just handed a pair of panties. Driven by disappointment, I gripped Onodera-san’s panties with strength.

A single gray stain in the middle. Did Onodera-san get wet thinking about me, by any chance? No, that couldn’t be it. I was just a loner. I didn’t have any particularly outstanding features, and I had never even spoken to Onodera-san until now.

I see. I understood. I must be nothing more than a toy to Onodera-san.

Girls in this world had strong sexual desires. I was probably being used as a tool for her to vent. But…

Even so….

It was precious. Onodera-san’s panties were precious. The see-through black fabric. A single line running through the inside of both sides.

To put it mildly, the sexiness was top-tier. I might as well admit it. I was actually a little happy. So, without thinking about it, I tweeted.

『I got a pair of panties from a girl. They smell really good.』

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After school, my phone’s notification sound rang. To make sure my classmates wouldn’t notice, I opened my smartphone under my desk.

『There’s something I want to give you. Come to the empty classroom.』

It was a DM from Kashiwagi-san, but unusually, it didn’t have a “♡” attached.

What was it? I shouldn’t have tweeted any fetishes yesterday. And yet, I couldn’t think of a reason why she would go out of her way to call me out.

For now, I had no choice but to go because Kashiwagi-san held a weakness over me in the form of my secret account.

When I arrived at the empty classroom, Kashiwagi-san was leaning against the windowsill with her legs crossed, as was her custom. The moment I closed the door, Kashiwagi-san glanced over at me.

“You’re late, Fujimiya-kun.”

“Sorry…”

While offering a light apology, I sensed an atmosphere that was somehow different from usual. Kashiwagi-san wasn’t messing with her phone. She was just quietly watching me. She didn’t look like she was about to tease me like she always did.

“…What’s wrong?”

When I involuntarily asked that, Kashiwagi-san’s expression clouded over.

“Yesterday.”

“Eh?”

“You tweeted something weird, didn’t you?”

Thump. My heart leaped.

“I-It wasn’t particularly weird—”

“You got a pair of panties from a girl, right?”

“…”

I was completely trapped. I remained speechless and averted my gaze. Then, Kashiwagi-san slowly approached me.

“Hey, who did you get those from?”

“T-That’s…”

I couldn’t say it. There was no way I could say it. I couldn’t say, not even if my mouth were torn open, that I had received them from her best friend, Onodera-san.

“…Hmm.”

Kashiwagi-san narrowed her eyes for a split second. That expression wasn’t her usual playful one. She looked somewhat lonely.

“I see.”

After muttering that, she spun around and turned her back to me. And then—

“In that case.”

When she looked back, her usual smile had returned. But I felt like something was lurking behind it.

“I can’t afford to lose either, can I?”

“…Huh?”

While I stood there frozen, not understanding the meaning, Kashiwagi-san shoved her phone in my face. The DM screen of her account was displayed there.

“I told you there was something I wanted to give you, didn’t I?”

With a giggle, she put her hand into her skirt pocket.

“Ayato-kun.”

“…W-What?”

“Make sure you tell me which one you like more, okay?”

The moment I saw what she pulled out, my thoughts came to a complete halt. It was a pair of panties adorned with pure white lace.

“Naturally, I was wearing them until just a moment ago.”

“T-That means…”

“That means they have my scent.”

“Eh…?”

“So, have a taste.”

“W-What are you say—”

But before I could finish my sentence, Kashiwagi-san grabbed my hand and shoved them into my mouth. The taste of chiffon cake with a faint saltiness. Because it was so sudden, I reflexively bit down on them.

“Well, how is it? My scent.”

It wasn’t even a scent anymore. It was practically a flavor. The sensation of the fabric spread throughout my mouth. Perhaps because of the foreign object in my mouth, I couldn’t breathe.

“You aren’t allowed to take panties from any girls other than me anymore, okay?”

At that time… I couldn’t understand the meaning behind those words.

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