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 52: Basketball Loving JC Teaches

The autumn breeze was a bit chilly that season.

Yet, it was curious how quickly your body would warm up once you began exercising.

…And even when you weren’t exercising, you could still find yourself feeling warm.

“Ah, that over there is probably our destination, right?”

“Probably so, Masato-san!”

I grasped Masato-san’s hand as we walked side by side and hastened our pace toward our intended spot.

“Whoa, whoa! Yuka, there’s no need to rush!”

“No, no! We might lose our spot if we don’t hurry!”

“At that rate, it’s highly likely it’s already taken, as usual, you’re so forceful?!”

I chuckled softly to myself as I heard his voice from behind. With him by my side, the cold didn’t bother me at all!

“Ah, it’s already being used.”

“That’s to be expected… it’s the weekend, after all.”

The sound of a basketball thumping against the ground echoed. That day, Masato-san and I had been searching for a new place to play basketball. We had found this park that seemed not too crowded on the map, but since it was the weekend, naturally, there were others there before us. Two girls, who appeared to be elementary school students, were using the basketball goal.

“For now, let’s head over to that bench.”

He pointed towards a bench with a roof over it. For the time being, we set our things down there and sat to watch the young girls play basketball while Masato-san and I took seats on the bench.

“I had thought this place would be a hidden gem, but there are local elementary school kids here, huh?”

“But maybe, just maybe, it’ll be free on weekday afternoons…”

Our search for a new basketball court continued to prove difficult. There was a gym nearby, but it was always crowded, and I felt a bit embarrassed since people I knew might be there. Playing basketball outside was going to become more challenging as winter approached, so I was eager to find a new place as soon as possible…

“Yeah, let’s just consider this place a candidate for now. The court might free up, so shall we warm up?”

“Let’s do that!”

Encouraged by Masato-san, I rose from the bench. It was risky to start moving suddenly in cold weather, so we needed to do a thorough warm-up.

After warming up with him for a while, the elementary school students seemed to leave or take a break from the court, so Masato-san and I, now sufficiently warmed up, took the ball and headed to the court.

“Alright, let’s do some shooting.”

“Yes!”

For the moment, we set aside our search for a court and concentrated on playing basketball. The winter tournament was approaching, so I needed to practice diligently!

The sound of the ball bouncing and the unique scraping of shoes against the ground—I had always loved these sounds. They invariably focused my mind.

…But still, I sometimes found myself watching.

“…Here goes.”

With a light dribble and then a shot. Ah, Masato-san is so cool. And the fact that I could play basketball with such a cool person like him made me happier than anything else.

I refocused and concentrated on my own play. I dribbled closer to the goal and attempted a jump shot while leaping backward. However, the ball I shot was blocked by the ring with a loud thud.

It had worked well last time, but this move was still challenging… I retrieved the missed ball, ready to try again…

“Excuse me!”

“Eh?”

Surprised by the voice from behind, I turned around. There stood the two elementary school students who had been using the court earlier, each holding a basketball.

I waited for them to speak, wondering what they wanted.

“Please teach us how to play basketball!”

They bowed politely in unison. I realized, that’s what this was about… It made sense that they’d want to be taught by Masato-san after seeing his play—I had felt the same way at first.

“Um… I’ll go ask if he’s willing to teach you.”

“?”

Thinking it would be okay to teach them a little, I was about to ask Masato-san for permission when I noticed the two kids tilting their heads in confusion. Had I said something odd…?

“We want you, Onee-chan, to teach us basketball!”

“Eh, me?!”

“Wouldn’t that be fine?”

“…! Masato-san.”

Before I knew it, Masato-san was standing behind me, watching over us with a smile.

“You saw Yuka’s play and wanted to try it, right? Then Yuka should teach you.”

“But… Masato-san is…”

“Don’t worry about me!”

When Masato-san said that, I couldn’t refuse.

Hmm, I had occasionally taught my classmates, but I had never had the chance to teach younger kids…

“…He’s handsome.”

“Well, he is cool.”

“Should we ask the handsome guy to teach us?”

“Ah, yes, I’ll teach you then!!”

Watching the elementary school students start what seemed like a dubious strategy meeting, I decisively decided to take on the role of their temporary coach.

—

The basketball skills of the girls, who seemed to be in the third grade, were obviously still developing. But they were surprisingly enthusiastic, which was unexpected given their earlier strategy meeting. The girl with the headband seemed to have good reflexes, quickly putting into practice what I taught her. The girl with the ponytail had a surprisingly good shooting form for her age.

Before I knew it, I was teaching them basketball seriously, and time flew by.

“The basics start with dribbling, so I think it’s good to practice that a lot and be able to dribble without looking at the ball.”

“Yes!”””

I didn’t know if we would come back to this court, but if these kids were there next time, I would like to watch them play again. I thought this as I wiped the sweat from my forehead with a wristband.

“Make sure to stretch properly before you go home after we’re done.”

Masato-san, who had been watching us from the side of the court, came over with a towel. Ah, it would be so nice if he became my manager; I thought practice would become even more fun… Oh, but I wouldn’t have wanted everyone in the club to find out…

“Yes!”

Following Masato-san’s instructions, the two girls began to stretch.

“Masato-san, I’m sorry for making you wait.”

“No, no! It’s fine. I was using the ball too, and I got to see your good side, Yuka.”

“Mou~…”

When he said that with his usual smile, I couldn’t help but feel happy.

Masato-san is so unfair.

“Onii-san!”

“Hm? What’s up?”

“Stretching is hard, so could you push me from behind, please?”

“Sure~”

…I thought, with two of them here, they could just push each other, right…? But by the time that occurred to me, it was already too late.

“I’ll push your back too!”

“Hey, hey, be careful while stretching.”

The moment Masato-san pushed the back of the girl with a ponytail, the girl wearing a headband climbed onto Masato-san’s back as if covering him.

“I want to push your back too!”

“Eh? I don’t really need to stretch just yet…”

“Come on~ Let’s do it~!”

Before I knew it, the two of them were helping Masato-san stretch, sandwiching him from the front and back.

…The expressions on their faces were far from those they had while playing basketball.

Their faces were those of women fully enjoying the feel of Masato-san’s body, blatantly filled with ulterior motives.

“If you really want to stretch that much, I’ll do it with you!!!”

“Uwaaa~ Onee-chan is angry~!”

“Run away~!”

Geez! It always ends up like this!!

—

“I’m sorry for today…”

“Not at all! It was fun, thank you.”

After the elementary schoolers left, we practiced for about 30 more minutes before leaving the court ourselves.

It’s getting dark earlier now.

Maybe it’s time to give up on finding a new place and just use the nearby gym.

“Seeing you deal with younger kids for the first time was kind of heartwarming.”

“Is that so…? I mean, those kids were so serious when they were playing basketball…”

I understand that Masato-san is cool, but that’s no excuse for them to get all clingy… It’s not good for their education!

“It kind of made you seem like a big sister.”

“A big sister, huh…”

The autumn wind rustled through the street trees – I hugged myself lightly.

It’s definitely getting colder at night.

We were almost at my house. Lately, it’s become routine for us to part ways here after he walks me home.

I expect today will be no different.

“Ah, we’re here. Let’s go look for a basketball court again sometime.”

“…Um.”

“Hm?”

Masato-san stopped as I called out to him.

I grabbed and held Masato-san’s right hand.

Back when we first met, I was too nervous to even touch him, but now it’s different.

…Yet, the excitement in my heart hasn’t changed since the first time we met.

I look directly into the eyes of Masato-san, who looks puzzled.

“When I become ‘Onee-san’ please make me your girlfriend.”

“…!”

This feeling won’t change.

Someday. When I’ve grown enough that people don’t see us as siblings but as boyfriend and girlfriend standing side by side.

I want to be Masato-san’s girlfriend.

“…Then! Thank you for today!”

I wave energetically at Masato-san and start to run.

I can’t always be cool until the end!

But it’s important to convey my feelings!

Before I knew it, I no longer felt the cold, and with a body burning with heat, I sprinted towards my home with all my might.

(T/N: The reason for the delay is…well binged the yakuza series, reached Yakuza 7)