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 43: Literature Loving JK Secret Revealed

“Should I prepare condoms just in case after all?”

Everyone looked at me with eyes that seemed to scrutinize trash.

What’s with those looks?

Even though summer vacation has started, we’re still bound by these absurd supplementary classes, which we, high school girls, can’t comprehend.

Right now, we’ve finished our classes for the summer session, and it’s lunchtime with the usual group.

Since the school isn’t so strict as to prepare afternoon classes, more than half of the students leave without eating lunch.

So right now, there are hardly any students around us.

Now, let’s get back to the main topic.

“Isn’t it said that it’s better for the girl to have these things ready? I’m the type of otaku who gets excited by scenarios where the girl makes the guy buy them, but realistically, I can’t make my prince do that, right? It’s just common courtesy to have them ready, isn’t it?”

Isn’t it? If it comes to that situation and there aren’t any available, that would be bad, right?

And if someone says they can’t do it, that would be sad, right?

Mana, who was sipping yogurt with a straw, put down her container on the table with an expression of disbelief.

“…Have you lost your mind because of the heat?”

“No, wait, Mana, this is just her normal operation.”

“That’s still rude, isn’t it?”

Isn’t everyone’s respect for me lacking a bit?

Hatsumi, who was sitting opposite me, finished chewing her sandwich and sighed as if giving up.

“Well, I guess I have to admit that having a hot tutor is one thing.”

“He’s not just handsome, he’s ridiculously handsome.”

“Ah~ I wish you’d be quiet like cicadas~”

“I’d prefer the cicadas; they at least have some charm.”

“Mi-n mi-n mi-n mi-n mi-n mi-n!!!”

(T/N: Cicada’s Voice sfx)

Dangerous, dangerous, she’s getting too worked up and might turn into a cicada.

The members, who had been covering their ears, slowly removed their hands from their ears.

“Seriously, you’re such a wimp for not making a move even though he comes to your house every time and you’re this close.”

“Hey, you know, unlike the situation with Miaki’s boyfriend, this is a tutor at home. It’s not so easy to make a move in that case.”

Damn, people with boyfriends seem so relaxed; it’s not fair at all…

“So what? As the only one here with a boyfriend, Miaki-sama, are you prepared with condoms?”

“That’s just gross.”

“Is this really the topic for lunchtime conversation,,,,?”

Ugh, shut up, shut up! Depending on the answer, I might have to buy some on my way home today!!

Me and Masato-sama are at that stage already! (according to my research)

I looked at Miaki seriously.

Miaki sighed again as if exasperated.

“Well, I have them at home.”

She said that.

“Kuuuuu!!”

“What kind of reaction is that?”

Oh, I see… so they’re there after all… A proper lady should have those, right? Because, you know, just in case…

“Is that so… Maybe I should buy some…”

“You absolutely shouldn’t, so don’t buy any.”

“You don’t get it, do you?! It wouldn’t be strange for something to go wrong anytime, you know?!”

“Only you think that way, Shiori.”

As usual, these guys don’t seem to understand the distance between me and Masato-sama.

My favorability should have increased considerably by now. It’s probably at about 80% chance of success if I confess (according to my research).

“If I lose my virginity, I’ll make fun of everyone…”

“During the time Shiori left the group and returned, we all bet on whether Shiori could date that tutor.”

“What? What are you doing?”

The other day, when I took a two-shot with Masato-sama and these guys were so rude, I quit the group for a while.

Well, I came back right away though.

They did that in that short time? Unforgivable, isn’t it?

But I’m a tolerant woman. After all, right now I’m a pure, large-hearted, and lovely heroine.

“And then? Who bet that I would date him? I’ll treat you to a delicious meal…”

I elegantly declared.

This composure. This demeanor. Truly the main heroine.

Then Hatsumi raised her face from her smartphone with an uninterested expression.

“Nobody bet on either side, so it didn’t happen.”

“Remember that, everyone.”

—-

Today was Saturday.

When I returned home, my mother had prepared tea for Masato-sama.

“I’m home~”

“Oh, welcome back. Since it’s the day Masato-kun is coming, hurry up and take a shower.”

“I know even without being told~”

My mother was also excited on the days Masato-sama visits. Honestly, she shouldn’t be doing embarrassing things at her age…

I quickly showered and changed into casual clothes. Since it’s getting hotter lately, I wanted to wear cool clothes, but I also wanted to maintain my modest image, so I opted for light fabrics like a long skirt.

After taking a breath in the living room, it’s almost time for Masato-sama to arrive. I return to my room to get ready.

I’ve finished my assignments. I’ve also posted my midterm results on social media, but I want him to see them in person, so I’ve prepared the papers with my answers and overall grades.

Now… 

“I almost always forget this. If it’s discovered, it’ll be over, so I have to make sure to do it properly.”

The bookshelf. Here, I hide all my otaku goods. It’s like Pandora’s box. Well, Pandora’s bookshelf. Whatever.

So, before that, I used a tension rod to hang a thick curtain. It’s a hassle to do it every time, but it’s not too much effort.

Ding-dong, the intercom announced the visitor.

I still get nervous at moments like this.

Take a deep breath. I have to perform perfectly today too, to continue being with Masato-sama.

—

Today was the midterm review.

Focusing on the incorrect questions, Masato had been making problems for me.

As perfect as always. I love it.

“Your grades have improved a lot lately! I’m happy too.”

“Because of your excellent teaching, Masato-san. Thank you very much.”

Hmm, perfect. It seems like my demure character has been getting better lately.

Truly fitting for a woman standing by Masato-sama’s side…

“Oh, but this part is incorrect, let’s take another look.”

*…*

But I’m not used to the distance when he peers into the textbook.

Can one get used to it? Does shampoo alone smell this good?

Are there pheromones? There must be.

My mind is momentarily filled with pink.

“─ So, are you listening?”

“Y-Yes, of course, I’m listening!”

It’s really dangerous. It feels like he’s harvesting my consciousness…

Before, he used to take photos with me and teach me by covering me from behind… but that’s gone now.

I don’t know what changes have occurred within him, but… I can’t help but feel a little lonely about it.

…Let’s take a breath.

If that’s the case, should I have made a move when he was so close and intimate with me?

At that time, even if I accidentally touched him, would there have been no repercussions…?

If that were the case, it would have been a terribly wasted opportunity.

Touching his manly and enticing body all over… Like, his back, or even his buttocks…

[Hey… That’s not right, we’re a tutor and student, you know?]

[Are you saying that… aren’t you actually inviting me, Masato-san?]

[I’m not… ah… (censored for self-regulation)] (T/N: Yep someone read too many NTR doujins)

Fufufu. My apologies, forgive my rudeness. I am no otaku…

Perhaps it was because of such rosy fantasies. I wasn’t paying attention to his  words or actions.

To be frank, I was being careless.

“Shiori-chan? Are you listening??”

“Huh?! ――Ah!”

The moment he looked at me with a puzzled expression. I was surprised and lost my balance.

Considering I was only occupying half of the chair, my body was about to fall in the opposite direction of Masato-sama.

(Dangerous!)

Even though I tried to grab onto the desk instinctively, it was too late. At this rate, I would fall…

“Look out!”

Masato tried to support me.

Such a cool person. Yet, in the moment before I could borrow his hand, my body lost its balance and began to fall.

My left hand, having nowhere to go…

Crash! The sound echoed.

“Ouch… Shiori-chan, are you okay?”

I opened my eyes. My body was fine, as his left hand was supporting my back.

The chair hadn’t fallen either. He must have prevented it from falling just in time. Then, what was that sound just now?

I felt something in my left hand.

It was…

 “Um, what just happened?”

For a moment, all the color drained from my face.

In my hand was the tension rod. And because of it, the curtain fell.

It was a barrier protecting me, Shiori Shinomiya. The bookshelf, now devoid of obstruction, faced Masato.

(This is it.)

At that moment, I lost the right to be with Masato-sama.