Someone Who Believes They Can Live Normally in a World Where Chastity Is Reversed (Did You Think You Could Live Normally in a World With a Male-To-Female Ratio of 1:5?) - Chapter 12: Literature Loving JK Aims For Elegance

Hiring a tutor changed my life.

“Welcome back!!!”

After finishing Saturday classes, I rushed to open the door of my house. I quickly washed my hands at the sink, climbed the stairs in a hurry, and headed to my room.

“Hey, Shiori! Did you wash your hands properly?”

“I did!”

Currently it was half past one.

Until Masato-san arrives, there’s about an hour and a half left.

(Today…Let’s wear casual clothes♪)

Until Masato-san started coming over, I didn’t even have proper casual clothes. Well, that’s understandable. Uniform was enough for me, and I didn’t have any friends to hang out with on holidays.

I didn’t even think about spending money on casual clothes. I remembered the night of the fateful day… the day I first met him.

—

After hurling abuse at my mother and threatening to tell my father. I decided to calmly sort out the situation in my room.

(Th-this is bad… I never imagined such a heroic person would come to my room every week…!)

It felt like he came straight out of a fairy tale. Although he looked like a simple-minded handsome guy, in the latter half, he looked nothing less than a prince in shining armor to me.

I couldn’t help but be grateful for my unexpected good fortune.

(And… he said I was beautiful, right?)

I thought I’d try to be rude, thinking he must have a bad personality, but the response I got was unexpected. Being praised means basically…

Maybe we can get closer. Because we’re going to meet every week from now on?! Even though it’s for studying…

If I make mistakes or something… I feel excited. My face gets hot uncontrollably. To calm down, I suddenly looked at the cover of my favorite novel on my bookshelf.

(He really is like the hero of this novel…)

…And, as I thought about it, my movement stopped there. Next to the hero depicted on the cover was a lovely heroine. I looked at myself in the mirror in front of the closet.

And then I realized the shocking truth.

(…I’m totally not suitable for this…)

It was obvious. Despite my excitement, I was just a plain girl. Well, even using the term “plain” was disrespectful to potatoes. Sweet potatoes were delicious.

(T/N: She uses the word “imo”= 芋 to describe herself which also means potato/bumpkin, and the word for sweet potato is =satsumaimo, it contains “imo”)

I’m not even delicious.

I felt my overheated body suddenly cooling down.

What would I think if I were to read a story where such a fairy tale hero ended up with someone like me, a lame glasses-wearing high school girl?

[lolololol delusional crap. No way a super handsome guy would look at a trashy, introverted virgin like you. Look at reality lololol]

…Well, that’s probably about right.

There’s a microscopic chance that Masato might be into super ugly girls like me as I am now, but I haven’t given up on myself as a woman enough to cling to that possibility.

So, what should I do?

Once again, I looked at the cover of the novel.

I saw the delicate heroine standing there.

(There’s no other choice!)

I have to become like that heroine.

(But even if I try to imitate her, being a carefree heroine is impossible for me… So, I should aim for a demure, elegant type!)

Standing in front of the mirror, I undid my braids and took off my glasses.

(This won’t do…)

I swung the door open with determination. I’ll pretend to be anything I need to be. Even if it’s just a facade. If it means getting him to like me.

“Mom, teach me how to do makeup!!”

And thus, my plan to become a demure and elegant lady began!

—

 I opened the closet to choose my outfit.

“Maybe I’ll just go with the one I picked out last week…”

Surprisingly, after I stopped braiding my hair and switched to contacts instead of glasses, I made friends in class.

Was it really that simple? It might not be if you asked, but I felt like I had cut off communication before. It might be a matter of mindset.

“Did you change your style?” became a good topic of conversation.

So, I decided to have the fashionistas in my class pick out my clothes.

Well, humans have advanced over the years, right? It’s only natural to rely on the efforts of our predecessors.

“Alright… let’s go with this.”

I’ll go for the demure route. It’s better to go for something more mature for casual wear.

I pulled out a skirt of the overall type that I liked.

For my hairstyle, I went with a half-up and tied it with a light blue ribbon I bought at a knick-knack shop.

Yeah, not bad.

I didn’t put on heavy makeup. I focused on keeping it natural.

Just eyeliner to make my eyes look nice and foundation to make my skin look clean. Both were understated and didn’t make too much of a statement.

Standing in front of the mirror…

Yeah. Passable.

With this, even if I became the hero’s partner,

[I guess I can forgive a little mismatched love like this~]

I should think that much, at least.

“Shiori-chan? It’s Katasato. Can I come in?”

Huh…?

…Oh no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no!!!!

I thought I had plenty of time and was reading this steamy erotic novel?! It’s almost 3:55! I’m such an idiot!

I quickly cover the book with the book cover I prepared. It’s the cover of a highly-ranked literary novel borrowed from the school library.

This should do it!

“Y-Yes, it’s fine to come in.”

The door opens, and Masato-san stepped in, smiling.

Ah… so dazzling…

“Hello, Shiori-chan.”

Whew.

Dangerous. Don’t lose it, me. Remember, aim for elegance!!

“Yes, hello.”

Alright, good, good. That greeting just now was quite elegant, wasn’t it? I have no idea, though.

As I’m patting myself on the back, Masato-san’s eyes widened as if he’s noticed something.

“Oh, you’re not wearing your uniform today.”

Ah~~~ I’m so happy~~~! A guy who points out such trivial things actually exists~~~!!

“Yes, that’s right. I realized it would be weird to wear my uniform on my day off.”

Let me just show off a bit.

I spin my chair around to show off today’s outfit.

Thanks, my friend. Behold this radiance. This armor is a gift from my friend.

“Wow, it looks great on you. I’ve only seen you in your uniform before, so this is refreshing.”

Ofufufufu

No! Close call… Oh, man… I’m way too happy… This is impossible…

I can’t just be on the receiving end all the time. It’s time for the counterattack of the blade named “elegance” that I’ve sharpened for today!

“..Fufufu…..Thank you. Your casual clothes look cool too, Masato-san.”

“Even if you flatter me, it won’t reduce your homework, you know?”

Huh? What kind of comeback is that?

Hey, you’re cool, can you cut it out already!!

“Now… I thought we should start, but it’s still 5 minutes early.”

“Yes, that’s right. What shall we do?”

“Well… since we have some time, how about we chat a bit before we start studying?”

He’s considerate and handsome. The guy is a god.

This is the fourth time, but seriously, Masato-san’s handsomeness is off the charts.

Even in fiction, if someone did this much, they’d be called out for excessive fantasizing.

“Ah, what were you reading today?”

…Ugh. Seriously, ugh.

Wait. The book cover (fake cover) was already on.

He won’t find out it’s an erotic novel if I show him this.

It’s popular, apparently!

Someone in my mind asks, Is it okay to rely on such equipment (the book cover)?

I give a smile and a thumbs-up.

It’s fine. No problem.

“Um, well… This one by Tasaka-san…”

“Oh, that’s interesting! ‘Summer Falls from the Second Floor’… What kind of life choices lead to such an opening line, I wonder…”

…

Hehe☆ I haven’t read a single millimeter of that fake cover☆

What even is ‘Summer Falls from the Second Floor’?? Can summer even fall?? My erotic novel starts with a pantless pretty boy falling from the sky, leading to a lucky perverted encounter, but is that okay??☆

What’s the deal with this! It’s useless in every way! (indignant)

“Ah, hahaha, yeah, really…”

Yeah, I should read it. From now on, I’ll definitely read the fake cover before using it…

…

Ah~ I’m so happy~.

I don’t really like studying, but I love the time I spend learning from Masato-san.

He teaches well and makes it easy to understand. Honestly, I thought it wouldn’t matter how bad his teaching was at first, but he’s actually good at it.

He said it’s his first time teaching, but I can’t believe it.

Such high specs.

“Now, here, the pronunciation changes. The symbol here jumps to this part, so the correct reading is…”

Hmm…?

I was seriously studying right now, but I was not good at Japanese. What even was classical Chinese? Can’t we just use Japanese, please?

Masato-san’s teaching was good. It’s my brain that’s bad.

Thinking like that, I was desperately absorbing the text when…

I felt something on my back.

Huh?

“Is this okay? Shiori-chan, I’ll trace it with my finger now. Let’s read together—”

Suddenly, a sweet shock ran through my whole body.

The whispered words in my ear hit my brain directly.

W-What is this?

Is my own ASMR broadcast starting?

What do you mean, trace it with your finger???

My body is boiling.

The gauge inside me snapped and exploded.

“Offu…”

Uh-oh.

I quickly covered my mouth.

This is my limit.

I stand up quickly.

“Sorry, I’m going to the restroom…”

“Oh, ah, yeah. Okay, sorry, sorry.”

I left the room and headed to the bathroom, making sure my expression was hidden.

As soon as I closed the bathroom door, I collapsed on the spot.

“Haaaa…! Haaaa…!”

The sensation on my back lingered. The warm sensation that enveloped me. The words whispered in my ear. The sweet scent that tickled my nostrils. My facade of elegance has already begun to crack.

Because that, that was just cheating. Sweat dripped down.

This overwhelming lust coursing through me. This appearance was not suitable for a heroine. I know that.

But, right now. Right now, I want to let out my true feelings. I want to scream as myself, without the mask. I’ll put on the mask again later. Just for now.

“I want to be pushed doooooown!!!!”

I let out emotions far from elegance with all my might.

(T/N: Yeah this got a LN, just released in feb 2024. I’ll try to get the illustrations)