In a World of Reversed Chastity, I’m Rumored to Be an Easy Bitch (♂) Among Lustful Girls - 19

Chapter 19: A Man and a Woman in a Locked Room for 3 Hours, Something’s Bound to Happen…

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I picked up a few manga that caught my interest and decided to read them inside the booth. Since it was a pair booth, of course, I was with Riria. By the time I returned with my manga, she had already taken off her socks and was lounging around. This was basically her home at this point. I sat down on the floor chair and was about to start reading when I hesitated for a moment.

Yeah, this booth really is a bit hot. I should probably take off my blazer.

I took off my blazer and hung it on the hanger provided in the booth. Then, I loosened my tie as well. I also unbuttoned the top of my dress shirt and loosened my belt a little. I had always disliked wearing tight-fitting clothes and wasn’t the type who liked staying in a uniform for long periods. At home, I mostly wore sweats, and even my casual clothes tended to be loose-fitting. I could focus much better on reading when I wasn’t feeling constricted like this.

The manga I had picked randomly turned out to be quite interesting. It was one of those popular isekai reincarnation stories, but instead of battle action, it was about enjoying a slow-paced rural village life. The art style was cute, and the whole thing had a heartwarming feel to it.

Well, the protagonist being a woman in her thirties and all the “heroines” (if you could even call them that) being young boys did catch my attention.But whatever. It was cute, so it was fine. Yeah. I finished the first volume and was about to go get the next one when I noticed Riria lying around in a rather sloppy manner.

“…Oi, oi, your panties are showing.”

“What’s the big deal? It’s not like I’m losing anything by showing you my panties.”

Riria was lying on her stomach while reading a basketball manga. It was a legendary classic that had triggered a basketball boom before I was even born. That manga was still widely popular to this day. She had brought in about ten volumes and was binge-reading them all at once.

She must have been completely relaxed because she was humming a tune while kicking her bare legs in the air. Because of that, her skirt had flipped up, revealing a pair of pink satin panties with black lace—different from the ones she had worn the other day. As I had suspected, girls in this world didn’t seem to care much about their underwear being visible.

Well, thinking about it, guys in my original world wouldn’t have freaked out just because a bit of their underwear was showing. Putting it in that way, her reaction actually made a lot of sense, but still, it was still distracting to me. I didn’t know where to look.

“It’s not about losing something… I mean, it just looks kind of inappropriate.”

“This is a place for lounging around, right? What’s wrong with making myself at home?”

“W-Well… I guess there’s nothing wrong with it.”

There wasn’t much else I could say when she put it like that. If I kept getting flustered over something as trivial as a girl’s underwear, she’d just think I was acting weird. I really needed to start getting used to this whole chastity-reversed world thing.

“Besides, you’re one to talk, Hirakawa-kun.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Look at you. You took off your blazer, loosened your belt and even unbuttoned your shirt…”

“It’s hot, okay? Besides, I don’t like wearing tight clothes.”

“B-But when a guy gets that relaxed while alone with a girl, it’s… Yo-You know, it’s making me think you’re trying to tempt me to do it, you know…”

By “tempt,” she obviously meant it in that way. It was clearly a temptation to do lewd stuff. I wasn’t entirely sure what she was talking about, but apparently, this outfit of mine was a little too tempting for Riria.

“I’d be in trouble if you got ‘tempted’ in a place like this. I mean, come on, this is a net café. We came here to read manga—”

“Hey, Hirakawa-kun, do you know the name of this net café?”

Riria cut me off. Right… This place was called…

“…‘Pleasure Club’?”

“Exactly. And in certain circles, it’s known for living up to its name. Literally. People come here for pleasure, you know?”

“W-What are you talking about…?”

“Ehh? Do I really need to spell it out for you?”

She looked at me with a teasingly provocative gaze. I was starting to understand what she was implying. A completely private, enclosed space. A floor wide enough for two people to lie down. A soft, cushiony surface. Hangers to take off and store clothes. A conveniently placed box of tissues. At this point, calling it a “bare-minimum love hotel” wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

“You had to know that being alone in a space like this with me could lead to something, right? Yet, you still followed me here so easily.”

“T-That’s because you said you wanted to read manga…”

“That’s how it started for me too, you know? Pair booths are cheaper than renting separate rooms, and I figured you’d know some good recommendations. But… Now that you’ve loosened up so much… You’re practically tempting me to do it with you…. Right?”

Her breathing was getting heavier. This girl was completely turned on.

What’s this? Are we really going to do it here?

If Riria was up for it, then so was I. She was underestimating me if she thought I didn’t have needs of my own. However, since I was now living as a man in this world, it wouldn’t be a good idea to respond too enthusiastically. At the end of the day, I was just an ordinary, plain male student. This kind of lifestyle actually suited me best, but even so, I needed to put on a bit of an act even though I was feeling pretty aroused. 

To be precise, I had to make it seem like I was only going along with this because I had no choice—like I was reluctantly giving in to a girl’s persistence.

“W-We can’t. This is still a public place and if a staff member finds out, like at karaoke the other day…”

“They won’t find out. No one can see inside, we haven’t ordered any food, so no one is going to come and besides… We can lock the door from the inside.”

Riria reached for the booth’s doorknob and turned the lock with a soft click.

“Hey, it’s fine, right, Hirakawa-kun? I’ll make sure to use protection.”

That’s supposed to be my line…

I barely had time to process that thought before she started unbuttoning my dress shirt, taking it off without hesitation.

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