In a World Where Chastity Is Reversed, I Kept Provoking Girls Until Things Went Too Far - Chapter 10: Abuse from the Senior

Chapter 10: Abuse from the Senior

Monday after school

I stood in front of the photo club’s clubroom.

Last night, the newbie Naru had spoken through the mic in a reserved voice.

“…Huh, could that be Kouta?”

–A chill ran down my spine.

Kouta nearly logged out on impulse, but right after that, a small notification appeared at the edge of the screen.

[Naru has sent you a private chat invitation]

(…! This is bad, this has to be someone I know!!)

I hurriedly accepted, and the clamor of the group chat faded away smoothly as a small window for just the two of us opened.

“…Kouta, right? It’s Narumi… Yuki from the photo club.”

In front of the monitor, Kouta froze.

(Oh no, it really is Senpai!!)

On the other side of the screen, Senpai Narumi’s avatar gave a small bow.

“Actually, we played together once before. But… um… when I heard ‘Kouta,’ I thought maybe…”

Kouta desperately tried to cover it up.

“Uh, well… no, it’s just… coincidence! There are tons of people with the same name in the world!”

“Hehe… but I could tell by your voice. It really is you, Kouta. Besides, there aren’t many guys playing this net game anyway…”

–I was completely cornered.

Kouta clutched his head in his mind.

(Uwaaah…! Why did it have to be Narumi Senpai of all people…!

No, it’s not like Senpai did anything wrong… but this is definitely going to make things awkward in real life…!)

With a heavy heart, Kouta opened the door to the photo club.

A jingle of the bell.

Narumi Yuki was already inside the clubroom.

It seemed Senpai Mashiro had not arrived yet.

She had spread out cameras on the desk and was carefully polishing the lenses.

The gap between her calm voice from the net last night and her current slightly nervous air only confused Kouta more.

“Um… Kouta. Hello.”

Narumi looked up and smiled softly.

Her usual reserved smile as Senpai–yet Kouta could not get the matter of “yesterday’s Naru” out of his head.

“…H-Hello.”

He desperately held back his voice from cracking as he replied, and Narumi’s gaze swam just a little.

“Yesterday… um… good work out there.”

–Here it comes!!

Kouta’s heart pounded wildly.

(She really brought it up!!)

“Uh, well… you too, Senpai… good work.”

He somehow managed a neutral response, and Narumi fiddled with a camera on the desk with her finger as she murmured softly.

“…In the game, you come across as really confident, Kouta.”

“–!?”

Narumi smiled faintly, her cheeks flushed.

Kouta screamed inwardly.

(Aaaah, stop it! Don’t dig into that topic!!)

After school in the photo club, the quiet clubroom.

Senpai Narumi worked steadily.

As Kouta watched her, he ended up opening his mouth.

“Narumi Senpai, you’re really serious, aren’t you? I’m the type who just wants to slack off right away.”

“…It’s not so much seriousness… as clumsiness. I can’t maneuver things smoothly like you, Kouta.”

“Smoothly, huh. Do I really come across that flippant?”

“…You do.”

A sharp, immediate answer.

Kouta could not help but laugh,

“Senpai, aren’t you too honest? You could wrap it up a bit more…”

“…No need, right? You don’t strike me as the type who wants praise, Kouta.”

“Huh, then how do I come across to you?”

Narumi swallowed her words for a moment, but gradually her gaze turned cold.

“…The type who gets fawned over by girls, gets full of himself,

and yet thinks he’s something special–a cheap guy.”

“…”

The words pierced, and a sharp heat stabbed deep in his chest.

Kouta deliberately shrugged and laughed it off.

“…I see. A cheap guy, huh.

But you’re the only one who’d say that straight to my face, Senpai.”

“…Normally, people think it but don’t say it. They don’t want to be hated.

But with you… I don’t feel the need to hold back, Kouta.”

“That’s somehow glad to hear.”

“…You’re really a weird guy. Truly… beyond saving.”

Narumi spat it out, but her voice carried just a hint of heat.

Kouta felt a thrill inside and grinned provocatively.

Narumi’s gaze stabbed like a piercing arrow.

In that moment, Kouta was certain.

(Yeah… this Senpai is most alive when she’s tearing into someone…!)

“Sigh… Am I really that unreliable?

The day before yesterday, I got dragged around by my sister and Yuri too…”

Narumi glanced at him for a moment. Kouta caught it and pressed on.

“But at least you see me as a normal high schooler… right, Senpai?”

Narumi said nothing.

After just a few seconds of silence, she murmured softly.

“…I don’t.”

“Huh, that’s cutting it too harsh, isn’t it? A little follow-up wouldn’t hurt…”

“…Why should I follow up?

A guy who gets fawned over by girls and deludes himself into thinking he’s special–that’s just pathetic.”

“…”

Piercing words.

But Kouta wore a wry smile as he said,

“I see. Pathetic, huh… But that means you’re looking at me properly, right, Senpai?”

“…Huh?”

“Because otherwise, you couldn’t fire off ‘pathetic’ like that.

You actually care about me quite a bit, don’t you?”

Narumi’s cheeks tinted faintly red, and her gaze sharpened.

“…You’re really a nasty personality.

You know you’re an idiot yourself, yet you deliberately irritate people…”

“Huh, is that a compliment?”

“…No. I’m saying you’re the worst.”

“Haha, Senpai really is honest.

Tell me more. I want to hear just how hopeless I am, straight from you.”

Silence.

At last, Narumi set the camera down on the desk and looked down at Kouta intently as she spoke.

“–Do you seriously think it’s fun getting toyed with by girls?

That’s just being a convenient plaything. …Pitiful.”

A shiver.

Kouta’s heart raced as he let a smile slip.

At that moment, the clubroom door jingled, and Senpai Mashiro entered.

“Sorry I’m late. Oh, you two seem pretty chummy.”

Senpai Narumi’s eyes widened, her face turning red as she shouted.

“We’re not chummy!!!”