It's a Chastity-Reversed World, But It's Different From What I Imagined? - 64

Chapter 64: Heart-To-Heart Talk

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After coming up from the sea, exhausted, I had gone back to my room and fallen asleep. I woke up to the sound of knocking on the door and opened it.

“Hellooo.”

“Ah, Yoru. Were you asleep?”

Standing in front of the door was Seiya. He caught me in the middle of a yawn, but since it was Seiya, that shouldn’t be a problem.

“Yeah, I guess I was a little tired.”

“It’s almost dinner time, so do you want to go to the bath?”

“The bath?”

“Yeah. They say there’s hot spring water flowing here. Apparently, the men’s and women’s baths are separate, so you don’t have to worry about anything.”

What do you mean, “don’t have to worry about a thing”? A mixed bath would’ve been just fine! Damn it!

“You don’t like hot springs?”

“No, no, it’s fine. Don’t mind me. It’s hot springs, right? Let’s go.”

“Got it. Then go get ready.”

Prompted by Seiya, I grabbed my underwear and a change of clothes, then headed for the hot spring. Towels and shampoos of the highest quality had been prepared for us there.

“This is amazing.”

It wasn’t a large outdoor bath, but the marble tub was spacious enough for five or six people, with two washing stations lined up.

“Yoru, your body is amazing too, you know.”

While I was impressed by the open-air bath, Seiya, who had just come in behind me, had fixed his gaze on my body.

“Is it? I workout, but I’ve still got a long way to go.”

“No, no, I’ve never seen anyone that muscular before.”

Recently, my growth had stalled, leaving me stuck at 185 cm. Seiya’s comment reminded me that the men in this world didn’t really develop much muscle. Even so, I felt like my own body lacked volume. I struck a pose in front of the mirror by the washing station.

“Hmph.”

“What are you doing?”

“I just felt a gaze, so I thought I’d pose. Well, you’re the only one here anyway. Still, I think my muscles don’t have as much bulk as I’d like.”

“Eh, they’re plenty! Compared to you, I’m super skinny.”

With a beautiful-girl face, a slender, pale body, and a large towel wrapped around him, Seiya looked no different from an actual girl.

“You really are skinny.”

So why did I feel a little embarrassed?

“Maybe I should try building some muscle too?”

“I think you’re fine as you are. It depends on body type, what you’re suited for, and all that.”

If someone with Seiya’s beautiful-girl face suddenly showed up ripped with muscles, it would feel nothing but wrong.

“Muu~ Yoru, you’re unfair. You’re more than ten centimeters taller than me, bigger built, and muscular too.”

No, no. I wanted to be the handsomely beautiful, boyish type like you, the kind who made girls say they wanted to protect him. That was the kind of protagonist I wanted to be.

“Is that so? Well, I guess it’s just wanting what you don’t have. The grass is greener on the other side,huh? ”

I gave myself a quick wash and slipped into the bath. Before long, Hayato and Youhei arrived.

“Yo, good work.”

When I called out, both raised a tired hand.

“I get why Youhei’s tired, since he was composing. But Hayato, why are you wiped out too?”

“Me… I kind of got dragged around by Kaho-senpai.”

“Kaho-senpai?”

“Yeah. After you two went to the sea, I went back to the room to sleep. I rested for about an hour, then woke up and started reading a book. Then someone knocked on my door, and it was Kaho-senpai.”

Apparently, petite Kaho-senpai had set her sights on the bookish Hayato. She invited him for tea, and unable to refuse, Hayato was taken by the hand to the lounge, where the maids served them tea and dango.

Hayato loved traditional sweets as much as books, so the snacks were delicious and made him happy. But just listening to Kaho-senpai’s machine-gun chatter had left him exhausted.

“I see. What about you, Youhei, did you manage to compose something?”

“Well, Kiyoe-san and Harumi Mogami-san came by. Since they could both play instruments, I had them perform while I composed. But man, trying to communicate what you want is tough. That’s hard.”

Kiyoe-san played piano. Harumi-san could play guitar and bass, so the three of them held a session while composing. Youhei, who usually created on his computer, had struggled with the act of expressing things directly to people.

“Well, this time we’re borrowing the training lodge from President Reika. So, everyone, I’m asking you guys to show at least some hospitality to the girls, okay?”

Seiya smiled wryly, and the three of us raised our hands in acknowledgment.

“Still, Reika-senpai really is amazing.”

I couldn’t help but recall her white bikini and the massive twin peaks I’d seen that afternoon.

“Yeah. The Toudou conglomerate is one of the most prominent families in this country. Even with so few men around these days, she’s not someone you could meet easily.”

“Exactly. Even the guys who usually look down on women make sure not to cross Reika-senpai.”

Seiya and Hayato gazed up at the starry sky visible from the outdoor bath, as if looking at someone high above the clouds.

“Tiring as it was… Coming here gave me some good stimulation.”

Though weary, Youhei seemed to be enjoying the change of environment.

“Starting tomorrow, we’ll be getting help from Mori-san and the others for physical training. Hayato, be sure to give it your all.”

“Yeah. Lately I’ve been getting used to moving my body, and it’s starting to feel fun.”

Since just before summer vacation, Hayato had begun going to the gym, and his build had become sturdier. At first, when he joined the cheering squad, his body had been thinner than Seiya’s, but now he had grown to about the same level. With his slightly greater height, he even looked bigger than Seiya.

“I’ll do my best with strength training too, starting tomorrow.”

“I hate exerciseee.”

“Youhei, you need to build some basic stamina at least. You need abs and lung capacity to sing, right?”

“Ughhh…”

Taking a bath together with the four of us gave us a chance to talk about what lay ahead, and that was a good thing.

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