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 17: Basketball Loving JC Attacks

Today is Friday. 

For me lately, it’s the most exciting day of the week.

It’s been two months since middle school started, but there’s something I look forward to more than school.

(Today, I hope I can play lots of basketball with Onii-san♪)

Yes, it’s time for basketball with Onii-san at the park. Last week, there were some things going on, so we couldn’t play much… but today, let’s play a lot of basketball.

It’s lunch break now. We, the basketball club members, were using rags to polish the basketballs we use for practice.

Even though today’s club activities are off, under the guidance of our seniors, we first-year students are tasked with polishing the balls.

It’s not that hard for me, but many of my classmates are complaining.

But for me, after finishing the fifth period later, I can go to the park!

No big deal!

“Hey, Yuka.”

“Hmm?”

Rika-chan, who was polishing the ball next to me, looked bored and spoke to me.

“Where have you been going on Fridays lately?”

“Um… well…”

I’ve been asked this a lot lately. I was asked yesterday too. I wonder why? Could it be that they can tell I’m excited…?

“Hey, I want you to tell me straight… it’s a guy, right?”

“N-No way?!”

“Oh, you’re getting flustered! It must be a guy after all.”

“Huh?! What? Did you get a boyfriend, Yuka?!”

“It seems like everyone thinks Yuka got a boyfriend!”

“That’s not true!!”

Stop it already!

My face feels hot. With Onii-san, it’s not like that kind of relationship… Just healthy, completely healthy, basketball coaching.

“I’ve been thinking something’s off lately! Yuka always rushes home on Fridays.”

“If you got a boyfriend, I wouldn’t be surprised. You’re so reserved.”

“Stop it! It’s not like that!”

A boyfriend… A boyfriend, huh…

If, if I could date Onii-san… How happy and wonderful would that be?

Just thinking about it makes my heart pound.

“Oh, you’re grinning! It must be a guy after all! I can’t forgive you! Let’s all follow Yuka today!”

“That’s a good idea! I’m curious about what kind of guy he is!”

“S-Stop! That’s not allowed! Absolutely not allowed!”

Onii-san is cool. No, he’s too cool.

Maybe if everyone followed him, they’d think he’s cool too, and it wouldn’t be strange if more kids came in the future.

And Onii-san is kind, so even if more people come, he’ll probably still teach them… 

“What’s that? Sounds like fun. Let us join in too.”

The air froze.

I looked back fearfully and saw two second-year seniors standing at the entrance to the gym equipment room.

And behind them, there was also a second-year senior from the basketball club, who is said to be cool.

“”O-Oh, Thanks for your hard work today.””

“Yeah. So? What’s up? Did Yuka get a boyfriend?”

“…!… No, it’s a misunderstanding.”

These two wee seniors who were guiding the first-year students, and honestly, I don’t really like them.

They’re scary and intimidating.

“Hmm… well, I guess so. That guy is probably ugly anyway.”

“…!”

Onii-san isn’t ugly—!! I won’t tolerate him being made fun of.

I wanted to retort, but… Rika-chan was pulling on the sleeve of my uniform from behind, as if to tell me to calm down.

I guess it means to calm down.

“Are you done polishing the balls?”

“We’re finished.”

“I see. I’ll check them tomorrow when club activities start. I won’t forgive you if they’re dirty, okay? And Yuka.”

She called my name, and our eyes met. The senior walked briskly over and looked down at me with an intimidating gaze.

In a quiet voice, she said, “Don’t get too cocky just because you made it into the starting lineup.”

“…”

“Well, we’ll be going now. Sorry for taking up your time, Kenji. Let’s go, okay?”

The two seniors walked away with the male senior from the basketball club.

I swallowed my anger… and sighed.

“Yuka, are you okay?”

“Man, Nemeru-senpai is really something, huh.”

“What was that about? Bringing her boyfriend here just to show off. It’s seriously gross…”

Nemeru-senpai has been unusually aggressive towards me ever since I became a starter in the games. I think it’s because she’s not a starter herself and was annoyed with me, a first-year, being the starter.

But still…

(They made fun of Onii-san…!)

No matter what they say about me, I don’t care. But I couldn’t stand them making fun of Onii-san.

School ended.

Despite the unpleasant incident during lunch break, my excitement for the time with Onii-san hasn’t faded.

As soon as I got home, I started preparing to go to the park.

I also have to return the towel I borrowed from Onii-san… I packed the towel in my bag.

I had already washed it at home, so I didn’t expect it to still smell like him… but there was still a faint scent lingering.

Onii-san, you’re amazing.

Just a little… just a little, I pressed the towel against my face…

(Wow…)

N-No, I can’t. This is melting.

After washing it and doing all those things before, no one can blame me. Yeah. Absolutely.

“What are you doing?”

“Ah?! Mom, don’t come in so suddenly!!”

“Well, you asked me to make a water bottle…”

If I were wrapped in Onii-san’s scent and my mom came into the room, it would be dangerous. Phew, that was close.

“I’ll be going then!!”

“Wait, Yuka~!”

Ignoring my mom’s voice, I dashed out of the room.

Onii-san is waiting! I’m really looking forward to it!!

“Did that girl check the weather forecast properly…”

—

“Onii-san, today I’ll take this spot from you!!”

“Oh, Yuka-chan, you’re here.”

It was past 3 o’clock.

As expected, Onii-san was already there, doing warm-up exercises.

Onii-san’s outfit today is also fantastic. A white T-shirt with a black short-sleeved shirt. Since it’s a bit cool today, this level of freshness feels good to watch.

And those loose pants that allow easy movement match Onii-san’s height and look cool.

…Speaking of which, calling me Yuka-chan. I felt happier being called by my first name, but… maybe that’s being too demanding.

I gathered a bit of courage and said, “Uh, um! Since we’re opponents, uh, there’s no need for mercy. So, please call me by my first name.”

How is it? It sounded a bit like a samurai, but wasn’t it natural enough?

I anxiously waited for Onii-san’s reaction.

“Hehehe… Ahahaha! Indeed, indeed, you’re right! Alright, Yuka. I’ll claim this spot for myself again today, okay?”

Yes! I did it! I’m so happy!! And Onii-san’s smiling face is dazzling! Cool!! I love it!!

I felt like I was about to dance with joy.

“S-So, shall we start…”

“Nope, not like that.”

“Huh?”

As I tried to take the ball out of my bag to start playing basketball right away, Onii-san blocked my path.

“Have you forgotten last week? Warm-up exercises! We won’t play unless you do them properly.”

“Um… Y-Yes, you’re right!”

Onii-san making a batter sign with his hand is also wonderful… cute… No, not cute. Indeed, I have to do the warm-up exercises properly.

Stretching, stretching. I diligently started my warm-up exercises. Meanwhile, Onii-san was shooting towards the goal.

Truly, a soft ball touch.

A beautiful shooting form… I couldn’t help but be mesmerized.

Looking at his handsome profile… I remembered the irritation from being made fun of by the seniors during lunch break. But it’s okay. That senior would never imagine that I’m playing basketball with such a wonderful person.

I indulged in a sense of superiority on my own.

—

“Heh!”

“Oh…! Seriously?”

Managing to bring the ball to the goal, I turned with a pivot after a shot fake, somehow avoiding Onii-san’s block. The shot I released was sucked into the goal.

“All right!”

“Wow, seriously… I was really planning to stop that…”

Playing basketball with Onii-san is really fun. Of course, there are moments when I’m charmed by his coolness, but I genuinely love basketball.

Of course, Onii-san is taller than me, and I think he’s going easy on me, but he’s playing against me with just enough strength for me to barely score.

“Yuka, you’re really getting better… You might actually take this spot from me someday, huh?”

“Yes! I’ll definitely take it back!”

Honestly, I had no intention of taking it back at all. I think this moment could continue forever.

“Okay, it’s my turn for offense now.”

“Yes, please come!”

Passing the ball, I take a defensive stance.

And then…

Plop, plop.

Something cold hit my head.

Huh?

“Onii-san?”

Onii-san also raised his head.

Although I was too focused on basketball to notice, the surroundings had suddenly darkened. The sensation of a few drops was followed by the next moment…A downpour, as if someone had overturned a bucket, poured down.

“Oh no?!”

“Kyaah?!”

Onii-san and I quickly sought refuge.

First, I stuffed the ball into my bag, then held the bag over my head temporarily as a makeshift umbrella.

Argh! If only I had brought an umbrella!

“Yuka! Let’s go over there!”

“Yes!”

Onii-san pointed to a shelter with a roof. We ran and took refuge there.

“Phew… I didn’t expect it to rain this heavily.”

“Hah… hah… yeah, you’re right.”

Although we managed to find shelter, we were completely drenched in an instant.

My socks were soaking wet, and it felt unpleasant inside my shoes.

“Towel, towel… Phew, Yuka, are you okay? Do you have a towel?”

“Yes, I have one.”

I inadvertently stopped talking. Today, besides the towel I borrowed from Onii-san, I also brought my own towel.

That’s good.

But more importantly…

(O-O-O-O-O-O-Onii-san’s shirt is, is, is, is, is, is, slightly see-through…)

I couldn’t help but notice that Onii-san’s shirt was slightly transparent…

Onii-san, too, was completely drenched, and his skin was subtly visible through his white T-shirt.

That’s bit too… erotic… Wait a minute. His wet hair also looks really good, and he’s so attractive! Could this be…what they call a ‘before-the-thing-happens’ moment???

“Eh~, It seems impossible like this.”

“…”

“Yuka?”

Oh, it won’t sink in.

Nothing is sinking in!!

Wait, my breathing is getting erratic.

This is bad. If it’s discovered that I’m seeing Onii-san in a sexual way because of something like this…!

[Uh… gross. Don’t ever come near me again.]

(No…I’ll die if he says something like that…!)

My life will be over. If something like that is said to me.

Absolutely, absolutely cannot look.

Temptation exists. But this level of temptation…!

“….? What’s really going on? Yuka. Are you feeling unwell?”

“…..!!”

H-H-H-H-His, his hand, his hand, his hand, his hand.

Onii-san’s soft and large hand is resting on my forehead!!

We’re too close!! The wet and sexy Onii-san is too close!!

Stop it!! My heart!! My heart is going to explode!!!

“You don’t seem to have a fever, but… It’s gotten quite cold… Ah, right.”

As if remembering something, Onii-san pulled out his bag.

“Here, wear this. It’s short-sleeved so it might not be much help, but it’s better than nothing, probably.”

“Eh…”

Placing it on my shoulders, it was Onii-san’s, a short-sleeved shirt.

I had seen him wear it when he came. Though I had indeed stored it away since we started playing basketball…

“Sorry about that. This is all I have… Let’s wait a bit until the rain lets up, shall we?”

“…Okay…”

My heart wouldn’t stop pounding. With Onii-san’s transparent shirt next to me, my body wrapped in his clothing…

It felt like everything about me was being gradually dyed by Onii-san.

“Ah~, sorry, Yuka, can you look over there for a sec?”

“Eh…?”

“I think it’s getting pretty bad… But it’s fine if you don’t see, right? Probably. Yeah, it’s fine.”

Wha, what’s going on?

Just as he said, I turned my gaze away from Onii-san.

But then…

*Rustle*

A sound of fabric rubbing together.Followed by a tight squeeze. Then, the sound of water dripping.

Huh?

“Woah, it soaked up this much… Just wringing it out once and it’s this bad… Mm, I think I had a spare shirt…”

Huh?

Could it be… Onii-san…

Did he take off his clothes?

“Uhm, I think it’s around here…”

My heart was beating at its maximum. old on a second. If I look back now, w-wouldn’t he be… naked?

Eh, e-eh.

Is it okay to look? It’s okay, right?

Because, you know, it’s irresistible! This is irresistible, isn’t it?

There’s no woman who wouldn’t look!

Onii-san’s skin. His bare skin.

Trembling, I turned around cautiously. Facing towards the bag, not towards me. His back, reflected in my vision.

A beautiful, toned back…

Onii-san’s scent.

Onii-san’s skin.

“Haa… Haa…!”

Onii-san’s scent.

My head is spinning.

It’s okay, right? Can I just… embrace him tightly from behind and rub my cheek against his? Nobody would mind, right? Lick him all over? Nobody would mind, right? Because nobody’s looking, right? Even if I do it until the end, it’s okay, right?

“O-Oh, found it. Thank goodness I had a spare… Wait, Yuka?!”

Ah… My consciousness…　Sorry for being such a weakling. I wanted to savor Onii-san’s skin a little longer…

With the image of Onii-san gently shaking my shoulder as he put on the new shirt, my consciousness faded away once again.