It's a Chastity-Reversed World, But It's Different From What I Imagined? - 59

Chapter 59: Let’s Go to Training Camp

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By the time a week of summer vacation had passed, I received word from Seiya that he had managed to rent a training lodge. The purpose of this camp was to strengthen three points:

1.Stamina

2.Dance ability

3.Singing ability

So, we would hold a training camp for those goals in mind. Seiya told us to bring four days’ worth of clothes, along with swimsuits and rash guards, and to meet at Aoba High School. When I told Tae-san about the camp, arrangements were also made for her to help with Hayato’s stamina training.

“Where’s the training lodge at?”

I had already informed Tsuki that I would be away from home for about four days, and with Tae-san escorting me, I was on my way to Aoba High.

“I’m sorry. Everything’s been left up to Vice Captain Seiya, so I have no idea. Maybe there’s some facility inside Aoba High where we’ll be training.”

“Ahh, that school is huge, after all.”

When we arrived at the gates of Aoba High—which still seemed to hide many unknown places from me—there were three black stretch limousines parked there.

“Huh?”

“Wh-what’s with those fancy cars!”

And near the luxurious black vehicles stood Seiya.

“Ah, you finally came. Yoru, you’re the last one to arrive.”

“Hey, hey, what’s going on here?”

“Ahaha, yeah, it’s surprising, isn’t it? Well, it’s thanks to our sponsor this time.”

Following Seiya’s glance, I saw Student Council President Reika Toudou-san standing there.

“The student council?”

“Yeah. This time we’re doing a joint camp with the student council.”

“A joint camp?”

“Yup. Since there wasn’t a suitable lodge, I consulted the council, and the president suggested we use her private beach and make it a joint camp. It’ll be a great summer memory, and the student council is covering all the costs.”

As expected of strategist Seiya. To secure both the location and all the expenses by involving the student council… How impressive.

“Still, limousines are something else.”

“Yeah, the president prepared them to make the trip more comfortable. That’s the Toudou Group for you. The scale is just different. Ah, and since it’s also kind of a reception, the boys are divided into three groups to ride in the cars.”

So basically, we were being treated like companions? Like bringing pretty faces along in my previous world? For a high schooler like Toudou-senpai to pull this off…

“Yoru, you’ll ride in the front limo with the president, Mogami-senpai, and Mori-san.”

“What about you, Seiya?”

Seiya had a bit of a complex about women. I couldn’t help but worry.

“I’ll be riding with Kiyoe Nishimatsu-senpai and Kuramine-san.”

“Are you sure you will be okay?”

Hearing Kuramine’s name made me feel a twinge of unease.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Tsurugi-san will be with us too. If anything happens, she’ll protect me.”

“You really trust her, huh.”

“Tsurugi-san’s is the serious type. She’s someone I can rely on.”

If Seiya himself believed that, then it shouldn’t be a problem.

“Alright. But message me if anything comes up.”

“Yeah, yeah. You worry too much, Yoru.”

If Seiya said he’d be fine, then there was no more I could say. When I approached the designated limousine, a refined older woman was standing there.

“Are you Yoru Kurose-sama?”

“Yes. I’m Yoru Kurose.”

“I serve as maid to Reika Toudou-sama. My name is Celine Hama. I will be your driver on this occasion.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Yes. Please, I entrust our young lady to your good care.”

With a polite bow, she opened the door. I returned her bow and stepped inside through the door she held open.

“Excuse me.”

Mori-san followed me in and sat down beside me. Inside, the student council president and Mogami-senpai were already waiting.

“Well, well, well, it’s been a while, Kurose-kun.”

“It’s been a while, Kurose-kun.”

The president greeted me warmly, while Mogami-senpai fidgeted shyly as she offered her greeting. It had been since the club application process that I’d last seen them both, so it felt like a long time.

“It’s good to see you again. I hear we’ll be using your villa for the cheering team’s camp this time. Thank you very much.”

“Fufufu, think nothing of it. It’s already been proven that as you all level up, Aoba High itself grows stronger.”

“Th-that’s right! The view counts on your videos are incredible. Even top newtuber Hidebun-san has said he’s paying attention.”

The information Mogami-senpai relayed with excitement was something I already knew. Ever since arriving in this world, I’d been watching Hidebun-san—the slightly chubby newtuber. His videos had such high entertainment value that I couldn’t help but get hooked.

“Who’s Hidebun-san?”

“I am not familiar with him either.”

Apparently Mori-san, fresh from the countryside, and the ultra high-class student council president had never heard of him.

“Uh, he’s a really famous content creator on a video posting site. I watch his stuff too.”

Since Mogami-senpai was shocked that the two didn’t know, I stepped in to smooth things over.

“I see. Well, I’ve been watching your cheering team’s videos. The swim team, the volleyball team… I’m always excited to see where you’ll go next.”

“Haha, no, we’re still far from good enough. I’m hoping this camp will let us level up.”

“Kurose-kun, even as a boy, you never slack in your efforts. That’s wonderful.”

Being praised so straightforwardly made me feel embarrassed. My eyes wandered around the limo, and I saw it was outfitted with sofas large enough for four people to lie down, a table, a television, even a fridge.

“M-more importantly, where exactly are we going for the camp this time?”

“There’s a very nice place in Chiba. I’ve arranged for accommodations there that you can use for lessons. And for us in the student council, it’s also a kind of summer appreciation retreat.”

“An appreciation retreat?”

“Yes. I’m a third-year, so this is my last year at Aoba High. That’s why I want to give my juniors some memories to treasure.”

“I see. That’s really kind of you.”

The two-hour trip to Chiba passed pleasantly as I chatted with the student council president and Mogami-senpai. Along the way, the sight of the student council president’s dynamite body swaying was a feast for the eyes. And sometimes, Mori-san’s completely off-base comments lightened the mood even further, making it feel like the start of a carefree journey.

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