In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant - Chapter 105

“But, even if other men are worse than trash, isn’t this happening too fast?”

I muttered, staring off into the distance. It was nighttime, and we were in the same open-air bath as usual. Yata-chan was sitting naked on the edge of the bath, her feet soaking in the water. We had been led here because it was less crowded, to an outdoor bath located on the outskirts of the inn.

It was night, and the lighting was dim, perhaps to maintain the atmosphere. The moonlight made our bodies glow white in the darkness.

Looking up at the sky, the bright moon and twinkling stars were visible.

Hachikuma-san was in overprotective mode, loosely hugging me from behind. The soft sensation against the back of my neck was pleasant.

The entrance was surrounded by large rocks, making it impossible to see inside from the side, but above, it was open like a collapsed cave bath. Incidentally, this bath is said to be effective for fertility; soaking slowly in the lukewarm 38°C water is supposed to regulate the autonomic and endocrine systems, making it easier to conceive.

Whether it works for men is uncertain, but the most crowded bath, known as the “Beauty Bath,” is a bit too hot and not recommended when you’re tired.

“There’s only serious trash, so it can’t be helped.”

“If they’re all trash, shouldn’t you be more careful?”

It would be a big problem if you got hurt. After all, there’s no guarantee you won’t turn out to be trash yourself.

“Even trash has its uses, so if you hesitate even a little, someone else will snatch it away. If you get even a slight chance, you have to seize it with all your might, or there won’t be another.”

“Isn’t it a bit different since polygamy is allowed?”

“Basically, women aren’t used to it either, so there’s a lot of tension. Many men struggle with managing multiple wives both in terms of number and capacity. Out of a hundred, there aren’t many who can actually marry a hundred women.”

“Is it that desperate?”

“Someone like you only comes around once every hundred years. If I had an eye for talent, I wouldn’t let you get away.”

Is my value really that high?

Back there, I was never praised for being handsome or anything. In fact, I was treated like trash, told that short men are useless and that those who aren’t popular have no rights, as if being beaten up with verbal knives.

Being a “good person” equates to being insignificant. Simply showing you’re a nice guy doesn’t make you popular.

For that reason, I have a strange feeling that ever since I came here, I’ve been continuously receiving marriage proposals. Despite doing what I’m supposed to do, I still find it hard to believe.

“Moreover, if you escape, the government’s policy for preventing population decline will force women to go to medical institutions to get a syringe of semen and get pregnant on their own. There wouldn’t be any atmosphere or anything, would there?”

“Certainly, that’s better than using a syringe…”

Hearing the utterly extreme assumptions of the locals, I replied with a sigh.

It’s not just about atmosphere; it’s a matter of dignity, I think.

“Wouldn’t you want to handle things directly, as much as possible?”

“Yes, that’s certainly true…”

While agreeing, I sighed. I don’t expect the luxury of being genuinely desired, but I’d like to think I’m much better than using a syringe.

“So, why is Suzume-san trembling here?”

In my arms was Suzume-san, who was trembling slightly with an unhappy expression. It’s rare to see her like this among the group, especially since she hasn’t approached me, so it feels strange.

By the way, she has the kind of body that doesn’t show her curves much when clothed. Despite being short, her chest is surprisingly large. The soft, fluffy sensation resting on my gently wrapped arms is quite satisfying.

There’s no indication of an invitation to grope, so I support her gently from below, but even this contact is enough to make me happy.

“Next in line after us is Suzume-nee, so we thought we’d help her get used to it.”

For some reason, Misago, standing naked with her arms crossed in the back, looked particularly proud.

Next to her was Tsumugi-san, who was smiling tenderly with a motherly expression, despite looking quite young to be Misago’s mother.

“Don’t worry about me; Misago and Hachikuma-nee, you two enjoy yourselves for the next three days.”

Suzume-san replied in a trembling voice, still looking unhappy. She still seemed reluctant.

I couldn’t help but feel relieved.

In truth, there’s no problem with focusing on Misago and Hachikuma-san for three days. Although I’m concerned about the eager women nearby, like Kiyora-san, who seems particularly desperate.

“So, why don’t you just marry all the hopefuls around here? There shouldn’t be any objections, right?”

Seeing through my thoughts, Yata-chan beat me to the punch.

“Why are you jumping to that conclusion?”

“Weren’t you thinking about it?”

“I can’t deny that.”

I couldn’t help but interject when the conversation jumped ahead, but I couldn’t deny it.

It’s a man’s instinct to want to impregnate as many women as possible.

“You’ve been here for quite a while now, so you’ve gotten a feel for things here, right?”

“That’s true.”

“And to be blunt, most of today’s guests are hoping for marriage, including our employees. They’re all completely infatuated with you, so if they propose, just marry them all.”

“Understood, I’ll accept.”

Thinking it was old-fashioned, I nodded with resignation, deciding to go all in.

“Wow!”

A cheer, slightly louder than expected, rose up from the group.