It's a Chastity-Reversed World, But It's Different From What I Imagined? - 93

Chapter 93: The Average of Boys

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In this world where the concept of chastity had been reversed, men basically had no need to work. Women rarely demanded anything from them other than the provision of sperm.

And since the success rate of artificial insemination had risen, even direct physical contact was no longer necessary. Because of that, men no longer cared about their appearance and tended to become lazy out of inertia.

During their student years, boys still had a bit of adolescent embarrassment, so some of them cared somewhat about their looks. However, the same couldn’t be said about the boys’ physical strength. In fact, they tended to focus on how beautiful or cute they appeared.

“Hey, you’re the rumored Kurose-kun, right?”

While I was waiting for my turn in the 100-meter dash, a small, cute boy spoke to me. He wasn’t on Seiya’s level, but he seemed like the type who would be popular with girls for his calculated cuteness.

“Yeah, I’m Kurose.”

“My name’s Yutaka Kijima from class 1-B. Nice to meet you.”

He gave off a friendly, approachable vibe. He was kind of like Seiya.

“I’m actually pretty good at sports, you know.”

When he said that, I glanced at his body. His arms and legs were slim. Sure, he had some muscle, but… He was not even close to Hayato, who had just started working out recently.

“…I see.”

“I’m thinking of becoming an idol after graduation. I mean, it’d be boring to do nothing forever, right? And I’m cute, aren’t I? So, girls should just obey a guy like me, you know, someone who’s cute, athletic, and smart. Kurose-kun, your song at yesterday’s live performance was totally my style. I wasn’t really interested in you before, but I thought I’d like to talk to you.”

I had no intention of laughing at his dream, nor denying it. There were probably girls who liked boys like Kijima. But still… For some reason, I felt that I didn’t want to lose to him.

“The winner of the sports festival gets promoted by the school through media coverage. So, Kurose-kun, I’d really appreciate it if you’d give that spot up to me.”

“Got it. I won’t go all out.”

“Thanks.”

Kijima flashed a fixed smile at me, and not wanting to talk any further, I walked away. Standing at the starting line for the 100-meter dash, I focused only on the goal ahead. Kijima, who ran before me, clocked in at 12.56 seconds. Honestly? He wasn’t that bad. Just like what I had told him earlier, I would take it easy. I wouldn’t go all out, but I wouldn’t lose, either.

I closed my eyes and took my starting stance.

Bang!

At the signal, I slowly rose and began to run. It felt good to move with a healthy body, and my legs naturally pushed forward.

“Kurose finishes first!!! Though he seemed to have a slow start, he overtook every other runner and finished in the ten-second range!!! For a male to run in the 10-second range is considered as the stuff of legends, especially in recent years! But today, we witnessed one!”

The average time for boys was in the 14-second range. Even those who could run in 12 seconds were considered fast and admired. The law of inertia had caused men to degenerate.

“Kurose-kun? What was that?”

Kijima was waiting for me at the goal line, unable to hide his shock at my time. I guess I was just too fast. 

“Ah, sorry. I didn’t mean to go all out, but I guess my time came out faster than I thought.”

In the events that followed, even my javelin throw far exceeded the high school boys’ average distance. If this were back in the 2020s, it would’ve been around the average male record, but in this world eighty years later, it was an astounding feat.

“This is the last one.”

Pole vaulting—rare in high school competitions—didn’t have a known average, but once I cleared over two meters, no other competitor remained. I failed at 2.30 meters, but it was still fun to see how high I could go.

“There are a total of seven men’s events in the competition, but Kurose has set new high records and won three of them! We don’t know what might’ve happened had he entered the others, but let’s give a huge round of applause for Kurose, who has completed three events in spectacular fashion!!!”

With GKO-san’s enthusiastic commentary, the girls watching the men’s events broke into loud applause. I waved my hands in every direction as I exited the field. Kijima had disappeared somewhere around the second event. If he won the remaining four events, he could still receive the special reward, or whatever it was.

Well, it’s not my problem.

Just as I was about to leave the grounds, I saw Yuuna.

“That was amazing!!!”

“Thanks.”

It made me genuinely happy to be praised by my childhood friend. It felt like I had finally proven that I, Yoru, wasn’t just some creepy guy, but someone truly capable.

“Um… Can I start sending you messages every day again?”

Yuuna asked this softly, almost as if she were talking to herself. Lately, we’d only contacted each other when necessary, not like the old days.

“I don’t mind. But I’ve been tired lately, so my replies might be slow.”

“That’s totally fine! It’s fine, really! I’ll wait. I’ll wait for you! Thank you!”

Her joyful gratitude left me with mixed feelings, but I walked away quickly before other girls could overhear and cause a scene. Moving my body had cleared away the fog of emotions that had been lingering inside me.

Tonight, I’d talk to Tsuki again. I had to tell her the truth and make her understand that to Yoru, Tsuki was his little sister.

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